Chapter 713: A clean draw, the candidate to return to the mainland
The powerful momentum and soaring murderous intent caused the gray mist in the Forest of Distortion to continuously gather and rush into the sky.
Countless deformed souls with low intelligence were crushed to pieces by this army of black warriors who were like plowing a field before they understood what was going on.
If this light and dark front consisting of hundreds of millions of black warriors fails, it may be impossible to successfully launch it in places other than the underworld.
No one knows how powerful this can be.
Even Qian Chaoguang, the creator himself, doesn’t know.
All he knew was that the distorted soul bodies one after another exploded one after another under the terrifying impact of the loss of light and darkness.
Regardless of cultivation level.
Regardless of level.
No matter the quantity.
No matter what kind of creature blocks the iron hooves of the black warrior army, it will be instantly crushed to pieces by this increasingly powerful front of light and darkness!
Finally, those lord-level beings finally reacted.
They roared angrily, driving their subordinates to attack the army of black warriors and undead.
But all this is in vain.
High in the sky, Qian Chaoguang's voice boomed like a bell: "Are you ready? Next, use your bodies to feel the power brought by the God of War!"
A total of sixteen completely different auras of growth enveloped the entire army at this moment.
Although the aura inspired by Qian Chaoguang himself lacks the doubling effect of Mo Xuan's martial spirit avatar, the breadth it covers is many times wider than it.
Just directly use the power of law reflected by the authority of light!
In an instant, the overall power of the entire army surged by 30%, and the power unleashed by the world-class Light and Darkness Front was even more powerful than before!
To provide growth for so many undead and black warriors at once, the amount of divine power consumed will be an astronomical figure.
But it doesn't matter, Qian Chaoguang doesn't care.
If it's not enough, burn the power of faith to make up for it.
Feeling the continuous feedback of the power of faith, as well as the light spots of devout believers and fanatic believers emerging from time to time, Qian Chaoguang's burning power of faith increased again.
Now is not the time to feel distressed, everything is just an early investment for later harvest.
If you don’t pay, how can you get anything in return?
In the forest of distortion, terrifying shrill screams came from all directions.
The aberrant souls gathered together like a tide under the call of the lords, and rushed towards the direction where the light and darkness disappeared, like moths rushing to the flame.
"Brothers, comrades-in-arms. I only give this order for this battle."
Looking at the more than a hundred deformed soul lords rising in the sky in the distance, the holy monarch has already condensed the holy sword in his hands with three pairs of wings flapping.
The next moment, his body turned into light and rushed forward, leaving only one sentence in the soul network.
"It's time for revenge! Kill them all!"
A power that was infinitely close to the divine level exploded at this moment, and the tyrannical divine power condensed into a giant sword that stretched across the sky.
The sword light, like a rainbow piercing the sun, slashed forward, instantly killing the two deformed soul lords who were unable to dodge.
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From this moment on, there is no longer any suspense in this race war.
In fact, this is indeed the case.
The military formation composed of black warriors continuously charged forward, and a large number of magical and soul skills emerged from the hands of countless undead to provide long-range coverage.
This battle was a devastating one.
The advantages accumulated by the distorted souls in the past based on their numbers are no longer of any use at this time.
When a true god relies on the power of burning faith to promote the fusion of divine power and uses it to provide believers with a conversion medium for divine magic, the power of divine magic reaches its peak at this time.
This road spans both ends of the underworld, relying on the special ultra-flat geographical environment to release the light and dark front like a huge scraper.
Harvest enemies along the path one after another along the land.
Under the iron hooves of the Black Warrior, all distorted souls were wiped out.
Even quasi-lord-level beings are not immune.
Of course, their attacks will also cause untold damage to the charging Black Warrior.
It's not even possible to kill more than a dozen people in one blow.
However, there are too many black warriors who make up the Dark Knight.
Given the huge base, not to mention the loss of dozens or hundreds of people, what if hundreds of thousands of people were lost?
This skill that has been formed cannot be interrupted until a certain proportion of the black warriors who make up the skill die, or the energy of the Light and Dark Blade is consumed to a certain extent.
Therefore, whenever there is a quasi-lord with self-sufficient strength who wants to pass through this gap between light and darkness.
The results and consequences are self-evident.
The power of death breath and the power of holy light cross and twist into terrifying threads, which will tear its soul to pieces in an instant.
Kong left a huge Chaos Soul Crystal falling to the ground, waiting to be collected by the logistics troops at the rear.
High in the sky, the fighting situation is unprecedented.
With the sudden increase in high-end power, the distorted soul lords have become the weakest party.
An unprecedented one-sided siege began.
In a one-on-one situation, the lord class is no match for those former monarchs who already have high-level peak strength.
Coupled with the countless newly promoted high-level undead and black warriors, fighting on the high-altitude battlefield was extremely easy this time.
The most tyrannical Holy Monarch, the True Monarch and others even feel that this is no longer a battle.
This is totally mowing the grass.
A hearty outpouring of anger.
There is no need to care about the middle and lower battlefields. The deformed soul lords truly felt the terror of these former monarchs at the last moment of their lives.
Lords are constantly being blasted high in the sky, and chaotic soul crystal cores are falling from the sky.
Not long after the two sides clashed, the victory was decided on the high-altitude battlefield.
To be precise, this can no longer be called a confrontation.
As those former monarchs said, this was a one-sided massacre.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Before Qian Chaoguang came, the Sovereign class had an advantage on the high-altitude battlefield.
It's just that we have to be distracted from defending the ground battlefield, so this seems to be a constraint.
But now, Qian Chaoguang frantically launched a super giant light and dark front that traversed the entire underworld, turning the ground battlefield into a one-sided draw.
In this way, the liberated former monarchs immediately vented all their anger for thousands of years.
Half an hour before the wind of rest blew, the army of black warriors and undead faded away like a tide, taking away a large number of chaotic soul crystals.
Even in this battle, it was inevitable that many soldiers would permanently lose their lives.
But everyone else was still full of joy and indescribably excited.
Won.
They won!
The survival pressure that has plagued the Eternal Sleeping Kingdom for tens of thousands of years has been completely resolved today!
Eleven hours were not enough for them to conquer the entire Forest of Distortion.
Even a god-level powerhouse cannot defeat the entire Forest of Distortion in such a short period of time.
But in just eleven hours, the group of more than a hundred deformed soul lords was completely wiped out.
Not a single lord class survived.
All existences above the ninth level also died in just a few hours of confrontation, and only a small number of eighth-level deformed souls survived - the former monarchs and former kings personally took action, and the ninth-level deformed souls could not survive at all.
There is no possibility of running.
In this way, a distorted soul body that lacks a large amount of top-end combat power is nothing more than a ball of loose sand.
A small amount of eighth-level intelligence and a large number of seventh-level intelligence are not enough to support them in developing a decent "population".
The undead and black warriors who are reincarnated as human souls still need countless years to grow up, let alone a distorted soul body made up of soul fragments.
In the future, as long as the Undead Empire often sends its subjects and troops to hunt or conduct trials, the distorted soul body will never be able to return to its former glory.
The Forest of Aberration will become a hunting ground for mid- to high-level warriors to gain experience.
Even if the Immortal Empire is left alone, there is no chance that a lord will be reborn in the deformed soul body without a thousand years of time.
In this way, this racial war that lasted for tens of thousands of years finally came to an end, ending with the victory of the Immortal Empire.
After the war, there was great joy within the walls of Sigh.
Even if the wind of rest comes, there are still countless undead and black warriors in the underground buildings celebrating the end of the battle.
Underground in the Eternal Parliament, Qian Chaoguang is communicating with Zhang Bowen, discussing the date of cooperation between the two parties, and also understanding the situation of the concentration of soul hearts in the demiplane.
After this battle, just as the Holy Monarch had expected, it brought Qian Chaoguang a huge number of devout believers.
Especially the Dark Knights.
Only by truly joining in can you feel the power of the previous light and darkness.
Seeing the once tyrannical quasi-lord being torn to pieces under his own attack, the sense of pride and accomplishment was unparalleled.
Even Bibi Dong also lamented that if this light-dark edge distortion fully exerted its power and attacked a certain target, the damage caused would be unpredictable.
At least she believed that with her current strength, if she collided head-on with this light and dark front consisting of hundreds of millions of black warriors, and with the assistance of countless undead, she would definitely die in the end.
Light and Dark Edge is a good combination move.
It is also one of the few terrifying tricks that has no upper limit on the number of people and can theoretically be superimposed infinitely.
But the embarrassing part is that this thing has great limitations.
First, it can only be used for close-to-the-ground combat. It will be useless if the opponent flies too high or goes too deep into the ground.
Second, it requires a huge open space or flat terrain for the death knights to charge.
For example, in a situation like this inside the Forest of Distortion, one can also use the Light and Dark Blade to directly knock down the twisted ancient tree, and then charge towards it.
If it were the terrain on Douluo Continent, I'm afraid it would be possible to do a large-scale rush on the plain immediately.
The other places are already occupied by hundreds of millions of black warriors, not to mention that the clone horses and undead bone horses are even larger and cannot move at all.
Underground in the Eternal Parliament, Mr. Zhu was learning the mysteries of the soul with Yinlux with great interest.
Although these two people are thousands of years apart, they have no similar interests in cultivation.
But for Qian Chaoguang and Huo Yutong, they have many common topics.
After half a year, they got along quite well.
Qian Chaoguang had just discussed with Zhang Bowen the date of the next Holy Prayer Meeting, and cut off the communication which was a bit useless.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Huo Yutong staring at him blankly, in a daze.
Qian Chaoguang stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes: "What are you thinking about, so obsessed?"
Huo Yutong finally came back to his senses: "When I think about the decisive battle that just ended, I always feel that this process was a bit too hasty? This war that lasted for thousands of years ended so lightly.
Already?"
"Isn't it nice to have fewer people die and not spend much time?"
Qian Chaoguang skillfully picked him up, placed him on his lap, and rested his chin on his shoulder.
"Is it possible that you still want to have a long-lasting and anxious battle where both sides are fighting to the death? But don't say goodbye. Doesn't that make me, the god of light and immortality, very incompetent?"
"But... this is not at all as epic as the decisive battle of the race war."
Huo Yutong muttered softly, and the expression on his face seemed a little tangled.
"According to the plot descriptions in those heroic stories and novels, a decisive battle of this level would have to last for days and nights. The two sides would go back and forth, and the human brain would be like a dog's brain."
"When the battle between the two sides is at its most intense and inextricable, you descend from the sky and appear like a hero. You can solve the biggest trouble with three strikes, five strikes and two strikes, and resolve this war by yourself.
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"In the end, you stepped on the corpses of countless deformed souls... stepped on the crystals of chaotic souls, and surrounded by the ancestors and others, you raised your arms with determination and shouted - Victory belongs to the Immortal Empire, and so on, and then the army joined forces
Cheers, all the soldiers have returned triumphantly, and we will hold a grand celebration party or something together."
Listening to Huo Yutong's description, Qian Chaoguang couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.
He stretched out his hand and scratched the other person's nose: "You said it yourself, this is a saying in heroic stories. Your brother and I are neither heroes, nor are we legends. Where can we get so many magnificent epic feelings in reality?
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"The reason why heroic stories are stories and the reason why magnificent epics are epics is because they are written by people. Real war is always simple and unpretentious. It is a confrontation between national power and national power, and a confrontation between armies.
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"The only thing I can do is to use the aura's amplification and magical properties to increase the combat power of our team so much that it can crush the distorted souls, so that the brothers who follow me for a living will die less.
several."
"If it weren't for the special nature of this battle, in order to achieve minimal battle losses, the best way would be for you, me, Teacher Yinlux, ancestor, grandma, and all the high-level peaks to conduct guerrilla warfare in the form of a small team."
"With just a little more time, we can kill all the aberrant souls above the eighth level, and then naturally end this battle between race and survival without killing anyone."
"Of course, this is not only less epic, but also doesn't even have a big scene. It looks very 'simple', just like a village fight."
"It seems... what you said makes sense." Huo Yutong nodded in confusion, "But I still feel that there is still something missing without a grand scene...
It’s like it’s not completely over.”
Qian Chaoguang chuckled: "Want to see a big scene? It's easy. After you return to Douluo Continent, you can read the Bible after the blog post has been updated. Then Sun Tzu will definitely make this battle extravagant. The more epic it is, the more epic it is.
, the more legends you want, the more legends you have.”
Huo Yutong tilted his head and thought for a few seconds before decisively deciding to forget it.
With Zhang Bowen's respect for his brother, he may add many private lives and legendary experiences to this journey to the underworld.
In the end, I will definitely not be able to recognize the things I have experienced personally.
So, she decided to be more pragmatic and asked a question that she had been concerned about for a long time: "Let's not talk about this anymore, brother, when can we go home?"
"A month later, Bowen is still preparing. The scale of this prayer meeting is relatively large." Qian Chaoguang replied, "Since coordinate guidance is required, the preliminary preparations must not be sloppy. We will see if we can go back.
This time."
Huo Yutong nodded: "Have you decided on the person who will come back with us? The black warrior who cannot become virtual cannot temporarily stay in the sea of consciousness. I can only take up to four people in my realm travel."
Qian Chaoguang replied: "Of course, the personnel have already been decided, and they are..."
Why is there a limit on the number of people who can return to Douluo Continent together?
This is a long story.
Half a year ago, when many undead and black warriors were preparing for the decisive battle between the races, Qian Chaoguang and Huo Yutong took the opportunity to return to their destination several times.
With their current strength, it would be no big deal even if they were flying above the Forest of Distortion.
It has been nearly a year since I woke up, and my Qi Refining Technique training speed is still stable.
Qian Chaoguang's current cultivation level has also been raised to an astonishing ninety-eighth level, half a step away from crossing the threshold that symbolizes the Ultimate Douluo.
Coupled with the quasi-artifact-level black gold battle armor and the artifact-level unparalleled sword, the world is so big that you can go anywhere.
Since the supply of heaven and earth energy is not sufficient, Huo Yutong's cultivation speed is somewhat unsatisfactory.
While relying on a milk bottle to maintain her daily activities, she completely digested the Snow Emperor's soul bone and the origin of the hundred-thousand-year-old snow lotus, and was able to reach level ninety-six.
Of course, this dissatisfaction comes from the perspective of comparing Qian Chaoguang.
It took two years to upgrade from level ninety-five to level ninety-six. Considering the speed of upgrading and the huge amount of money, Yan Shaozhe and others would probably cry with anger.
Compared with the cultivation of soul power, Huo Yutong's mental power cultivation is like a duck in water with the help of the wind of rest.
After two years, it has now reached the terrifying peak of the third level Divine Origin Realm.
It only takes one final kick to break through.
At the Super Douluo stage, his mental strength is comparable to that of a god, and he is also a second-level god. This has to be said to be a miracle.
In this way, since his strength has skyrocketed, Qian Chaoguang called Huo Yutong while he still had some free time, and prepared to go to the so-called destination to take a look.
When the realm shuttle landed on that black platform, it must mean there is something special there.
It's either a weak point in space, or something like a specially reserved space anchor or void beacon.
There, it should be easier to locate the spatial coordinates of Douluo Continent, and it should also be easier to break the blockade of dimensional barriers.
Although there is a space passage in the Temple of Rebirth, it is connected to the divine world.
Breaking through from there is a bit like seeking death.
The brother and sister moved very quickly, and it didn't take them long to reach the edge of the black barrier where they would return.
Originally, everything went smoothly on this trip.
But when passing through the barrier, something unexpected happened.
The independent Yinlux was blocked by the barrier and could not enter.
But if he returns to Qian Chaoguang's sea of consciousness, he can pass through the black barrier together.
It's just that you can't show up in your destination.
As soon as you appear, you will be immediately transported to the inside of the Forest of Distortion, outside the black barrier.
Later, in order to understand the barrier blocking mechanism of the destination, Qian Chaoguang also brought the Holy Monarch, Bibi Dong and others over and conducted a large number of comparative experiments together.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The final result of the experiment is: only living people and pure soul bodies can enter, undead creatures will be intercepted, but will not be injured, and distorted soul bodies will be directly annihilated.
What's more interesting is that this blocking mechanism can be bypassed from the side.
As long as the undead creature briefly resides in Qian Chaoguang's sea of consciousness, it can follow him into the place of destination.
If Huo Yutong activates the psychic barrier, undead creatures within the psychic barrier can also enter it.
But the premise is that the mental barrier always exists.
If it dissipates midway, the undead creatures inside will also be instantly teleported out of their final destination.
He didn't know what the principle was, and Qian Chaoguang didn't bother to study it. He simply attributed it to the fact that the "code" written by the True God programmers who built the underworld was not careful, and there was a small bug.
The Temple of the Past, which is full of bugs, is enough to explain it all.
Therefore, it is precisely because of the above reasons that we need to carefully consider the candidates who will return to the mainland together.
Limited by the number of people the psychic barrier can carry, Black Warrior can only go to two.
Although Qian Chaoguang can bring a group of people in his sea of consciousness, the number cannot be too large. This will oppress Qian Chaoguang's own power and cause a certain degree of stagnation and delay.
If it were normal, it wouldn't matter if someone number 800 came.
But when it comes to space travel without corresponding guidance coordinates, it is easy for everyone to go west together if you are not careful, so you need to carefully choose who you want to go with.
The old butler, Yin Lexi, these two are definitely indispensable.
Considering the subsequent impact on the mentality of the Noumenon Sect and Tang Hao, the two black warriors were selected by the Golden Crocodile Douluo and the Patriarch of the Noumenon Sect.
As for high-level undead, there were slightly more people going.
The Holy Monarch, the Brilliant Monarch, the Holy Word Monarch, as well as Bai Chenxiang, Hu Liena, Yueguan, Ghost, Ancient Banyan, and Chenxin.
Nine people in total.
Plus a Xia Xuanchen in soul state.
This is a top-notch ninth-level soul engineer, and he will be of great use when he is brought back to the demiplane.
The above fourteen people are all the candidates who will return to the mainland together.