After summoning the main personnel of the Bone Dynasty, Soshiyang said that he would lead the Bone Dynasty to fight again. This time his goal was to hunt amoeba, which was the slave of the evil dragon in the starry sky, and needed to be given priority to attack, and there would be quite a lot of prey!
However, when the troops were ordered, another group of skinned men appeared. Through several generals Dai Guan who led the legion, Soshiyan realized that they were from the Orosk Dynasty. Now this dynasty has been destroyed. When they were conducting a conquest, they were ambushed by a mysterious force. The Emperor died in battle, and most of the subjects were annihilated. The remaining part had to defect to Drazak's Bone Dynasty.
This surprised Soshiyan. The Orosk Dynasty was basically taken under his command by him. Now it was reimbursed directly, and the losses were huge.
He should have met with the leaders of the Orosk Dynasty earlier. As long as he transformed like Valgur, he would not be easily destroyed. However, due to his inner resistance to the power of the Star God, the matter was delayed again and again.
Something really happened.
Without thinking, Soshiyan guessed who did it, but he could only blame himself for this matter.
In addition, Urgur also has a unique gift to offer to Soshiyan, which was something he had been waiting for Soshiyan to return after he got it accidentally.
When Soshyan was taken to the huge prison in his royal court by Urgur, he was immediately attracted by the things inside-
The bell began to ring, and the bell sounded and chaotic, resounding throughout the earth, heralding the arrival of sublimation. From the proud capital of Mistera in Kansu, to the fortress of Cladis, and even further away, the mountains trembled, the earth cracked huge cracks, and the emerald green lightning teared the sky, and ordinary people who didn't know the truth shouted for fear of the coming end of their minds.
But Lakzan knew that this was definitely not the end of the world. He stood in front of the towering huge transformation furnace of biological bodies, with pride and expectation, and behind him was the army following him.
He was once the prince of the Kansu Dynasty. When the great Three Holy Council issued instructions for the transformation of the living body, he sincerely believed that this would be a means to reverse the battle between the deceased clan and the despicable ancients. Their bodies were too fragile to fight against those who had endless lifespan but refused to give a little help. Instead, they also imposed many witchcraft curses on the fear of the dead. The transformation of the living body would free them from the pain of the flesh and embraced endless and powerful, and their army would get the power to break the ancients and their weak servants.
The only problem is that his family and even the people of the country are too ignorant and weak, they are afraid of change, and they resist the star god who generously extends a helping hand to the deceased clan.
Lakzan was angry that he longed for victory instead of huddling in his increasingly deserted homeland to die.
Under the authorization of the Three Saints Council, he launched an attack on his dynasty. His father and brothers and sisters were caught off guard and even thought he was crazy. Even the people began to call him the "Devil Prince".
But he didn't care. He knew that his behavior was actually saving everyone.
At this moment, he had executed his weak father and brothers and unified the entire dynasty.
The time for biochemistry is coming.
The violent waves stirred up in the capital world of the Kansu Dynasty. Huge cracks tear open the sky and dispersed the dark clouds. Above the huge transformation furnace, you can see the most powerful things, which are at their peak, admiring his efforts, and with it the foul smell, the rotten smell, the smell of burnt bones and the spicy musk smell.
An indescribable scream slashed the air, and each second became louder, until the shining bright light ignited the last layer of the transformer.
The burning soul flame emerged from the abyss, and the huge black stone spire surged out like fangs, and the soul-sucking bell echoed. The harsh sound drowned the slowing tremor of the land, as if it was about to force it into surrender.
Lakzan opened his arms and was the first to take the step.
One era is over and another era is about to begin.
The moment of rebirth belonging to the Kansu Dynasty is coming!
"...My Lord, he came here on his own, alone, with an empty tomb ship, and prepared many weapons..."
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Black gravel and cold ashes flew in the weeping wind, beating the metallic face of the Emperor Lakzan of the Kansu Dynasty. Around him were countless gray figures, and the submissive warriors and immortals were marching towards those unpredictable enemies.
Lakzan's perception circuit clearly receives every impact of the metal body. Since his machine was replaced by those hard matter, all senses have become analytical signals of the logical return wheel program. The microscopic damage caused by each particle impact will awaken the living metal on his face for repair, but he actually has no feeling about it.
Suddenly, he quickly took a step back, and then a long sword flashed with a faint blue spiritual light passed by a palm in front of him. The buzzing sound from the sword was somewhat similar to the sound of a scarab beetle.
It was an Aida swordsman dressed in armor decorated with a phoenix and a high red crown. He failed to hit him and did not continue to attack, but gently avoided the counterattack that the emperor might make next. These swordsmen all had the most basic predictive ability and could sense what happened in a few seconds or even ten seconds at any time.
Before the high-speed ray arrived, he avoided all routes, and the blade in his hand attacked like a poisonous snake spitting a letter.
The protective orb on Lakzan's body flashed, causing the deadly blade to simply cut the face made of metal and the headdress with the dynasty emblem.
The Dharma Queen sprinkled a distance and noticed her injuries, but what he felt even more insulted was that the insects in front of him dared to touch him.
In a blink of an eye, the wound that cut his lips closed, and the scepter in his hand stabbed out like lightning, but the opponent had already left his attack range.
The despicable attacker suddenly jumped up after pulling away and lowering his posture, making a series of slashes, blocking and sprinting, trying to break through the Emperor's defense. Lakzan's gorgeous scepter blocked several attacks in succession in flash, and mechanically efficient blocking and counterattacking against opponents with cunning witchcraft power.
Suddenly, the two were shrouded in darkness. Ada Swordsman realized that something was wrong, but in this dark night barrier, his spiritual power could not be exerted. Just as he tried to escape, Lakzan had appeared behind him, waved his scepter and interrupted his opponent's weapon, and then cut off the opponent's throat with the bladed rod head.
Ada's blood drew a familiar arc, and as he watched the head and his tall helmet sweep across the air along the parabola, sparks flashed briefly in Lakzan's memory loop, as if the existence he once called his father had a similar ending.