The young man is still sitting on the throne, not because it is more dignified. As long as he stands there, he is destined to be the focus of countless pairs of eyes.
He can no longer leave the throne. To be precise, if the entire "Black Fire World" belongs to him, there is no need to leave.
"Kill."
Calm words are the most ruthless declaration.
When the black army swept in, they originally thought it was a checkpoint or fortress to welcome friendly forces, but they had no time to prepare.
The first batch of forward troops were the "immortals".
Those once-dead beings are once again called back to the mortal world by their masters, so there is nothing to be afraid of.
They charged frantically. Either happily or madly, they pounced on their enemies.
Defense? Life-saving? What is that?
This is not a simple and reckless charge, but the most efficient and cost-effective way of killing.
They use their lives as currency to exchange for key points on the battlefield, a large number of enemy troops, and the lives of enemy generals. As long as they contribute enough lives, their masters will resurrect them.
And that means that if they don't take away several times more lives and don't bring a "surplus" of life to their master, the master will ignore them without hesitation.
"I'm level 3!" Someone kept shouting similar words. This kind of intuitive becoming stronger cannot be refused by any extraordinary person.
"My power is level 4, my whole body is full of power!"
The "upgrade system" on the battlefield gave them the most direct feedback of military merit, real power, immortal life, and the pleasure of constantly absorbing life. How could they stop?
From the moment they were exposed to the black fire, they were destined to burn everything.
The wildfire began to spread, and there was an infinite "grassland" in front of us.
How could it be possible to attack a fortress with empty defenses as one of your own, with all the main troops being diverted away by reinforcements? How could it be blocked?
Soon, black flames burned the fortress, leaving corpses and ruins on the ground before the army set off again.
"It seems like nothing has changed."
It is also an unknown world, it is also the sea under the Eight Claws, it is also modified by that "great being", and the adjusted world rules do not need to be adapted to the Black Fire Legion at all.
They continue to burn in the new world and continue to ignite the seas.
But this time, they finally have names gifted by their master, that "true name" destined to be remembered by the multiverse.
"Well, let's call it the Burning Legion."
When the "master" gave the name, he had a rare smile for some reason, and when the flaming horned demon war flag spread across the infinite world, this "name" also meant the coming of death.
When the Burning Legion encountered the first city, they did not directly attack it as they did in the past.
In fact, just after entering the new world and obtaining burning human-head war flags from their masters, they began to divide their forces.
The extraordinary battle flag is always burning with black flames, just like the Black King is always watching his legion. Under the command of the master, the legion, which is always burning with flames, scatters like a plague.
Wildfires begin to set off a prairie fire.
Killing, destruction, assimilation, and erosion of the Burning Legion of natural disasters appeared on the historical stage of the multiverse for the first time, and actually appeared in the form of backlash against the world of their birth.
The world breeds disasters, and disasters are beyond the world.
The calamity beast of the balance, either by accident or necessity, gave birth to a new type of natural disaster.
Her "Black Holy Water" turned into Lu's "Black Holy Fire", but in essence, it was no different.
Its essence is also "condensed crystallization of life force". Is it flame or water? It's just different manifestations of energy and matter.
The balance longs for eternity, longs for infinite accumulation, and is the reservoir of accumulation, while the young man only longs for a moment of brilliance, and the ionic spark is where it shines.
To use Mr. Lu’s own malicious understanding, one is a miser who can only get in and out, the other is Chris who longs for circulation, burning and even pleasant scenes to pursue immortality, and the other is gradually beginning to pursue the brilliance unique to short-lived species.
The road is safe, but it seems destined to lead to a divergence.
"I am everywhere. In other words, since all spirits can split into all things, and all things can gather into all spirits, why can't those flames, those flames scattered to various worlds, be all me?"
Perhaps it was the reminder given by His Excellency Xiu Yi, or perhaps it was Wan Ling's understanding of the nature of life that year. Lu Ping'an had a deeper and more straightforward understanding of his "life".
"I myself am also a piece of life, an aggregate of some life points."
In Lu Ping'an's eyes, the flames danced again, and there seemed to be vague numbers gathering on top of the flames.
After all, these flames are still a gathering of life. Then, when the life points flow out, don't they form this fire-like world?
Of course, Lu Ping'an cannot move. In a sense, he is the current "trading place".
After losing the trading place, Lu Ping'an himself turned into a trading place. He looked at the battlefield, the legions gradually walking away and the battle flags they raised, which were also "numbers" one by one.
The flames are flowing, and so are the life points, but it's not a big deal. Life is about time gathering, and as long as the "life currency" is still circulating, this "bank" can continue.
"As expected, are you here? Haha, these two quasi-gods really think highly of me."
The young man smiled as he realized that this overlord had suffered the "revenge" he deserved.
In this world, there are probably few people who are more hated than traitors, and traitors who betray their own race and country are the best among them.
Regardless of what other people and the Black Fire Legion think, at least in the eyes of those "reinforcements" and "lords", the Black King is an out-and-out betrayal.
The front line is in a mess. They just plunder their own world, which is nothing like this. They do it all the time.
But before leaving, he still set a fire on the front, and now he has actually cut off the supply line, which is an act of betrayal.
"Idiot, your ability cannot match your ambition."
"Today is the day of your death. You should have had a good future."
It was an honor for Lu to be caught by the two quasi-gods in person. But from another perspective, only the quasi-gods personally took action, and it was possible to catch Lu Ping'an in such a short period of time and prevent the situation from deteriorating further.
It is true that top-level combat forces do not require much supplies, but once a huge army runs out of food, it will be followed by an overall collapse.
Extraordinary people also have limits, especially when the opponent has an equivalent level of combat power. If a professional continues to use extraordinary power, it will be overloaded. Using cannon fodder to consume his extraordinary power is the simplest tactic that can easily force the opponent's high-level power to get out.
And if you are strangled by a large army and then sniped by an equal force, the exhausted Chaofan will also come to an end.
And if the Black Fire Legion in front of them is allowed to completely roll around, the entire rear forces will be shaken. The lords on the front line realize that their hometown is about to be stolen, how can they honestly fill in the lines at the front?
Once there is wavering and desertion, the remaining people are not fools, and a chain avalanche will naturally occur.
There are basically no fools who can become the top combat force. They would rather pay the heavy price of frontline losses and kill the traitor Black King as soon as possible. On the one hand, they will get rid of future troubles. On the other hand, they will also stabilize the morale of the army, which is about to be shaken.
Faced with the pressure of the two quasi-gods, the Black Fire Army did not collapse immediately.
"attack."
Lu Pingan was still sitting there, uttering wild words for mortals to challenge "gods".