"Hey, what kind of situation is this?" He knew very well that with Miao Pu's current strength of will, mental strength, and physical strength, it was simply impossible to control this power freely. Not only Miao Pu could not do it, but even Miao Pu could not do it.
Neither can the creator of this power system, and there's a reason for that.
According to years of research and exploration, some fragmented ancient information shows that the purpose of the power system derived from wild energy is to inspire, break through, and temper. What is inspired is potential, what is broken is the limit of life, and what is tempered
It's the soul and the will. It's unclear what this set of things is exactly. A more reliable guess is that there once was an extremely powerful race, and they had something similar to a trial or some kind of coming-of-age ceremony.
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Theoretically, there should have been a complete system for this kind of thing, as well as related external objects. However, even in ancient times when the system was perfect, it would still kill or maim most of the beings who participated in this kind of strength trial activity.
The overbearing cruelty can be seen. To this day, when everything is incomplete and most of the people are blind, talking about the control method of this kind of power is called a dream, and none of the known related foreign objects is not a priceless treasure...
As Miao Pu became more and more fierce in the battlefield, Yin Chaoyang's brows knitted together. He seemed to suddenly think of something and muttered to himself: "No way, could it be... could it be the Eye of Hunting? Impossible.
, Impossible, the entire organization only has 3 pieces of that thing..."
Just as he was thinking wildly, new changes had already taken place on the battlefield. The surge in bloodthirsty and violent power had already refreshed the upper limit of the magic eye's restraint twice in a row.
Of course, as the person involved, Miao Pu was already crazy and had no time to care about this and that. He had completely turned into a killing machine. For him, his mind was filled with hatred and venting, as well as power.
No matter what, the more the better, and he won’t be happy without it.
The Titan soldiers were beaten to a pulp by Miao Pu. The increasingly red and bright light and shadow really looked like the god of death, raising deadly scythes everywhere to harvest life. Miao Pu who entered this state was undoubtedly terrifying.
, he seems to be completely born for killing, fighting is his natural instinct, and he will take advantage of any available combat advantage.
At this moment, Miao Pu's fighting is more like an art, a cruel and bloody art, and it seems that he enjoys the process.
Miao Pu's whole body was erupting with red flames. On his dark green death mask, two bright red rays of light were clearly visible through the periosteal crystals. The feeling was extremely horrifying. In the midst of the chaotic battle, he looked sharply at Zhengduan.
Yin Chaoyang frowned while holding the tea cup. Although it was only a short moment, the cup in Yin Chaoyang's hand almost fell from his hand.
Horror, horror from the bottom of my heart.
The moment those two red lights stared at him, he had the illusion that it was a feeling of being swept across his neck by a poisonous snake's snake letter, his throat was slightly cool and wet, and he felt a sense of crisis of suffocation... Unknowingly, Yin
Chaoyang broke out in cold sweat.
When Miao Pu's eyes left, Yin Chaoyang was about to take a sip of tea to calm down his shock, and by the way, he covered up his embarrassment in front of Luo Zhiqing. Suddenly, the dangerous intuition in his heart was activated. This was a long-standing feeling that even he himself was afraid of.
A feeling to forget.
A flash of red light flashed through the air...
"Duo!" The handle on Yin Chaoyang's exquisite coffee table trembled slightly like a burning death song. It was only then that the sharp whistle came to Yin Chaoyang's ears.
"Pa!" The tea cup in his hand suddenly shattered, and strands of blue blood flowed out from Yin Chaoyang's iron-green fingers. Was it the fear in his heart that accidentally crushed the tea cup? Or was it broken by the force of the sword?
The tea cup is unknown.
After flying out of the Death Song, Miao Pu never looked at Yin Chaoyang again. After losing the Death Song, his fighting style changed drastically and became even more brutal and wild.
He lunged forward, jumped up, spread out his body like a goshawk, and pulled out a red light from the Death Song gun blade in his left hand. The head of a Titan soldier flew high, and he grabbed it in the air with his right hand. "Pfft!" with a sound, the Titan's head was submerged.
The voice of a soldier.
"Roar..." He roared angrily, turned forward, and the huge Titan soldier was grabbed by Miao Pu like a sledgehammer.
"Hoo!" was swung out casually, and a piece of it was knocked down with a loud crash. It was like a real sound wave exploded from the death mask, "Crack!".
Suddenly, the headless Titan soldier's whole body was torn apart, and a cluster of vines like light and shadow bloomed instantly. These vines seemed to have no entity, only light and shadow.
It was a clump of vines made of fiery red light and shadow. It stretched freely and smelled of bloodthirsty. The seven or eight Titan soldiers who were hit were completely entangled by these light vines.
As time goes by, if you are careful enough, you will find that the light and dark fluctuations on the surface of these light vines are exactly the same as the energy fluctuations on Miao Pu's body.
After killing several more Titan soldiers, Miao Pu fiercely shouted: "Ning!".
"Shua..." With a slight sound, the surface of the light vine suddenly lit up with green light, and the alternation between red and green was extremely abrupt.
After the light flashed, these light vines were materialized. The green light spots around them were as dazzlingly beautiful as countless fireflies, and those green light spots were visible to the naked eye and submerged into the materialized plants.
"Illusion and solidity?" Yin Chaoyang, whose face was already extremely ugly, blurted out with a dull expression.
"Ouch... This is an advanced use of energy, Yin Chaoyang, you have been struggling to this moment, and you still don't want to give up?" The witch folded her arms and her tone was full of teasing.
Yin Chaoyang suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and asked in a ferocious tone: "What important information did you just say you wanted to tell me?"
"Oh, I don't dare say that with your cannibalistic expression. Hmph!" Luo Zhiqing made an exaggerated expression and glared at him with obvious pretense of anger.
Taking a deep breath, Yin Chaoyang suppressed his overwhelming anger, suppressed his voice but clearly showed his hatred, and said in a deep voice: "Stop pretending, make conditions!"
"Tch! This young lady is like that. Besides, you Yin family members are famous for not saying what they say and not saying anything. I'm not that easy to fool." Luo Zhiqing said with a look of disdain.
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"I'm not in the mood to cause trouble with you. You know whether my words, Yin Chaoyang's, count, so hurry up." Yin Chaoyang was trying hard to control his emotions that were on the verge of going berserk.