About the story of a brave man being a potato for a thousand years and then the world was destroyed

Unlike the less famous Third King Cavalry, the Fifth King Cavalry himself acts in a very high-profile manner. One of his favorite things to do is to start counting down the entire area in the most conspicuous place on the battlefield after completing the poison curse. His life is counting down, and his level of bad taste is the highest among Wang Qi.

Aosa looked at the monster in front of him with a calm expression.

Many years ago, Lim had put this guy in the position of training his imaginary enemy. He had also been furious about what this guy had done, but to this day, even if this anger is still there, it will not affect him anymore. To his slightest state and judgment.

Standing on the ground, Ao Sa slowly opened his posture and gently hooked his forward hand, as if inviting the opponent to take the initiative to attack.

"Ha, this is really..." The Fifth King Qi sneered, "How come you guys here are all so arrogant and ridiculous?"

Aosa stared at the other person quietly without saying a word.

Arrogant?

No, they couldn't be more confident.

Wang Qi's various abilities can be called monsters, and they have been invincible from the beginning.

They just have no way out.

"You dare to compete with me even with flesh and blood. It would be better if there is a brave man. You, haha, I really don't know how stupid you are to choose a guy like you to fight with me," the fifth king Qi Sensen smiled. , "Forget it, let's send you on your way first..."

As he spoke, he rushed towards Aosa at an extremely fast speed like a snake.

Aosa's figure also moved at the same time, took a step back, and waved a handful of sand out.

At that moment, the Fifth King Qi was in a daze.

He never expected that this upright-looking guy would actually raise his hand with such a low-level street move.

Moreover, it is so childish...

Wait, that's not right.

This sand is not ordinary sand, but a pile of gem dust containing restless magic!

At that moment, the fifth king's knight's perception and vision were all distorted by the restless magic power in the dust. In terms of the result, it really achieved the same effect as the blowing sand during a street fight.

It's just that gem dust is such an extremely luxurious thing...

"It seems I was wrong, you still have something!" Even though he was stunned, he still smiled wildly and waved his two claws into the mist at the same time.

Although he was clearly blinded, his claws tore apart the figure hidden in the mist without any hindrance.

After all, snakes' eyesight itself is not very good...

On the contrary, the tongue exposed in the air made the other party's location nowhere to hide!

The fifth king cavalry smiled, and the venom spread out from his sharp claws. In his dazed sight, the torn figure was quickly corroded, and finally the gas turned into a puff of poisonous smoke.

"Huh?" He was stunned for a moment.

The effect was much better than he imagined...

wrong.

It's a scam!

But just when this idea first appeared, he felt a pair of thick palms touch his elbow.

Almost subconsciously, he opened his big mouth and sprayed out a puff of poisonous mist directly in front of him.

When Ao Sa saw this, he didn't hesitate. He turned around in an instant, twisted the opponent's left hand with his backhand, hooked a claw on the opponent's shoulder in the air, then kicked the opponent behind him, escaped with one blow, and leaped far away. at.

The fifth king's knight was about to turn around and pursue him, but when he took a step forward, his movement suddenly stopped.

Because he suddenly discovered that there was only a layer of skin left on his left hand that was still connected to the body. The inside of his left hand had been cleanly and completely severed from the joints, and the structure of the muscles and meridians had even been messed up. He was unable to heal himself even if he wanted to. Goes smoothly.

At that moment, the Fifth King Qi subconsciously wanted to prick his claws, kill himself on the spot, and then use rebirth to restore himself.

But when he was about to take action, he suddenly remembered Tulin's words, and realized that he couldn't use this trick easily here.

The next moment, he suddenly realized that although he was underestimating his opponent, he actually suffered a big loss in just the first round of the fight.

"I'm going to help," said the Sixth King Cavalry who was waiting in the air and was about to rush to the battlefield.

"Wait a minute," the second king general stopped him, "the other party is coming prepared. If you go, there will be people who are specially designed to deal with you to stop you..."

"What do you mean? You want to break their arrangement?" asked the Sixth King.

"No, of course not. It would be more interesting to crush such a self-righteous arrangement, wouldn't it?" The second king general chuckled, "I just want to remind you not to underestimate the enemy."

"With all due respect, your statement itself is a way of underestimating the enemy," a hoarse voice came from under the hood of the third general.

"Haha, that makes sense. Do you think we want to play a game with them?" The second king general asked with a smile.

"It's meaningless, we don't understand them at all," the third king general said in a deep voice, "So, let's fight quickly..."

As he spoke, he walked slowly downwards as if there were transparent steps under his feet. Every time he took a step, the bell in his hand would ring once, and the gray mist around him would always become thicker.

As he walked gradually, the mist became more and more solid, and became more and more numerous. Gradually, it became a sky covered with dark clouds, collapsing downwards.

Just like what he said, he planned to use this one move to achieve a quick victory...

Unfortunately, a piece of shrinking darkness blocked the front of the clouds and mist, swallowing up all the clouds and mist.

This is a silent confrontation, a confrontation between the storm of gray clouds and the extremely dark vortex, a confrontation between two strange phenomena.

However, this magnificent scene did not last too long, and the Bell of Mingshi stopped its magic.

As the gray mist melted, the collapsed darkness gradually solidified, eventually turning into a snow-white humanoid creature.

Snow and the Bell of Mingshi met their eyes. Then, Snow smiled and said, "Old man, your opponent is me."

"Courage is admirable," the dry voice of the Bell of Mingshi came from the sky, "but it is beyond stupidity."

298. Burn money to create a future

Summoner is a very expensive profession.

It costs money to create summoned beasts, and it costs money to cultivate summoned beasts. Cultivated summoned beasts to the extreme require iteration, and more money has to be burned. It costs more to strengthen summoned beasts, to treat summoned beasts, and to even control summoned beasts sometimes. It also costs money.

In addition to money, it also requires a lot of time.

In short, if you think you are not a wealthy person, it is best not to take the summoner path at all.

This is also the main reason why Snow still lives a money-obsessed life even after he embarks on the path of a Grand Mystic.

He often fantasizes about what heights Wuxiang can reach if one day he has endless resources.

In the end, he didn't expect that he would really have to wait for this day.

In addition to the endless arcane knowledge and creations, the inheritance of the Mystic Sanctuary also includes countless precious resources accumulated by the Sanctuary.

Snow was not polite.

Of course, now that the matter has come to this point, only those with a weak head would be polite to this pile of things that may rot in the soil before being used.

During the period after taking over the Secret Sanctuary, Snow spent the most luxurious time in his life.

Countless resources and secret treasures were piled crazily into Wuxiang's core structure as if they were free of charge. He did not consider cost-effectiveness at all. As long as they could be improved, no matter how high the cost, he would pile resources in without paying any money.

The overall construction ideas were also infinitely extended by him, and the blueprint of the core construction was like a madman's daydream, which was then forcibly realized with endless resources.

When Snow came back to his senses, he actually pushed all the things he thought about that could be expanded and improved to the extreme, and he actually squandered most of the ten thousand years of savings in the Secret Sanctuary. .

This was also the confidence that gave him the courage to recruit a king general during the division of labor.

Gray mist spread over the battlefield, and everyone who had been waiting in place, and even the Wangqiwang general who was staying in the air, consciously retreated to a distance, leaving a battlefield for the two of them.

A little further away, the battle between Ossa and the Fifth King Cavalry continued, but upon seeing this, they also distanced themselves from this area. Tulin and Mowente were fighting farther and farther away, and they could see even from a distance. The figures of the two men were unclear.

The battlefield between the Tyrant and the Mass is getting higher and higher. It is obvious that the Mass is fighting and retreating, trying its best to circumvent the Tyrant. Although it continues to be suppressed, at least judging from the current situation, the fighting should continue. Get anxious.

As everyone gradually retreated, the thick mist became more and more solid, forming a spherical barrier that seemed to be a solid entity, completely enveloping the Bell of Mingshi, Snow and Wuxiang.

"Damn it, nothing will happen to the uncle. His own body can't deal with this thing..." Guoguo was a little worried.

"Don't panic, his entity is not here," Deidre said, "Don't forget, Magina is watching, this is her territory."

"Ah, yes, there is also this trick..." Guo Guo suddenly realized.

"Don't be in a daze, it's our turn," Deidre said.

Guoguo was stunned and turned to look into the air, only to see the second and sixth remaining king knights drawing two arcs at the same time and rushing downwards.

"According to the plan, Yu Dou will treat it as an escape battle," Deidre said, leaping out to the side and shooting several arrows at the second king's cavalry with his backhand.

"Escape, it's really a memory I don't want to recall," Guoguo muttered and ran in the other direction, shooting at the Sixth King's Cavalry with his bow.

Moreover, this is really not a suitable place for an escape battle. There is no place that can be called a bunker in the vast open space.

But what can they do? Running is indeed the most suitable strategy for them.

As everyone involved one local combat force after another, in the end, only two generals, Anvada, and seven potatoes were left who had not yet taken action.

The second king's eyes swept across the seven potato boys, and finally met Anwada's eyes.

From Anwada's sight, he saw an unabashed provocation.

"It seems that there is a brave man who overestimates his abilities and wants to cause trouble for me," the second king general smiled.

The First King General, who was shrouded in mist, turned to look at him and said nothing.

"Then I'll leave the remaining unknown creatures to you. I'll make this guy into a can," the second general said, condensing two long black blades in his hands, and in an instant, he flashed to An. In front of Wada, he casually slashed his body several miles away with a knife, then jumped up suddenly and chased after him.

At this time, both sides on the battlefield finally had only the last two groups left.

The first king general...

The first fighting force under the tyrant.

In the entire recorded history of this world, there is only one account of his taking action.

That time was also the time when the world on the other side of the desert was completely destroyed.

He was like a killing machine that destroyed everything, letting endless black puppets walk across the land, killing all living things in sight.

His body was shrouded in mist, and he could not see his entity clearly, and he never made any sound. The only thing that could be seen was the blurry single cloak fluttering in the wind behind him.

No one knew what abilities he had, how his abilities worked, or even where his power came from.

Everything about him was a mystery, and the only information was his record of almost destroying everything.

There were rumors that he might be the real army of the tyrant.

The potatoes looked at him and muttered through the neural connection.

"It doesn't look very delicious, this thing," Yuan said, gently taking off the big sword behind him.

"Well, it doesn't seem to have much meat," Kui drew out his double swords.

"It feels like that, a cigarette?" Sa's right hand rested on the handle of the sword.

"It doesn't look good," Guan raised his axe, "and cigarettes are not good things, right?"

"Maybe it's just burnt," Lei raised his sledgehammer, "Won't black smoke come out of the burnt pot?"

"It doesn't matter, cut it open and see, maybe it can still be eaten," Yayi raised his sword and shield forward, standing in front of the potatoes.

"Indeed, how can we know if it's edible if we don't try it," Kong hung on the black long stick, moving his neck left and right, constantly looking at the strange existence in the sky.

By the way, the long stick was the staff of the former director of the Mysterious Sanctuary. Because the lens was scratched, it can only be used as a stick now.

As if sensing the gaze of the potatoes, the gray mist moved slowly.

Then, there was a trance.

When the potatoes reacted, they suddenly found that their upper bodies had fallen to the ground, and then watched their lower bodies slowly fall down, causing ripples on the ground.

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The other side of the world

In the center of the dark world, Liu Ji looked at the two balls in his hand, silent.

He gently touched the surface of the ball, and as the light gradually faded, the two balls slowly turned into two disc decorations.

One was slightly larger, with a sun pattern on it, and the other was slightly smaller, with the elements of the moon engraved on it.

This was what he wanted to take, the sun and moon of this world.

If they were taken away, this world would no longer have the possibility of revival, and would completely become a cold dead place...

Ha, what are you talking about, there was probably no such thing before.