Chapter 504: Feeding on all living beings, dreaming of returning to the Cang clan
In Wu Ze's world, there is no such thing as fear or panic. When he was snatching food from cats and dogs from the garbage dump, his heart was as cold as ice.
Apart from those two people, there were very few things in the world that could scare and panic him.
It was true before and it is true now.
Whether it was the Origin Star or the vast unknown universe, Wu Ze was only curious about the unknown, but he never had any fear.
"The general has an order, the entire army is on alert!!"
Suddenly, a cavalry entered the army, galloping among the troops, conveying the orders from above.
The middle-aged man concentrated his gaze on the sky ahead.
At this time, above the sky, colorful auspicious clouds poured into the sky and the earth from the void.
"coming!"
The middle-aged man whispered.
"What?"
Wu Ze asked subconsciously, and then thousands of figures slowly appeared among the colorful auspicious clouds, and a powerful pressure fell from the sky.
"What is this?" Wu Ze asked the middle-aged man on the side.
"This is the fairy clan."
The middle-aged man replied slightly, and then a murderous intent began to appear in his eyes.
"Fairy clan?"
Wu Ze frowned.
'Immortals' represent the righteous side in the myths and legends of Source Star.
Immortals create life and bless heaven and man, but here, immortals seem to be them and their own enemies.
"Little boy, follow me later. For the sake of our tribe and the relatives behind us, we cannot retreat from this battle."
"As long as we persist until the blood formation is formed, our clan will definitely be able to get rid of the control of the immortal clan and have a civilization that belongs to us."
"We are not their blood food, nor are we their possessions, we are us, we are the Cang Clan!"
The middle-aged man's expression became a little passionate, and his words were filled with an inextricable hatred.
Needless to say, Wu Ze could also guess that there must be some deep hatred between this immortal and that immortal.
"Cang clan, you ants don't just sit back and wait for orders to survive, but you dare to rebel. Is this your choice?"
The mighty sound of heaven sounded from the sky, interrupting Wu Zeliao's meditation and causing him to look up.
But at the next moment, an order was issued to all directions, and the former army began to charge forward.
"Everyone, listen to your orders. This is our last battle. The winner, our Cang clan, can escape the fate of blood-eating. For the future of our descendants, I will be with you."
"Kill with me! The Cang clan would rather die than become food!!"
A loud shout came from the central army, and then, following the front army, the central army and the two wings marched forward, with only the rear guarding the rear, as if they were hiding something.
"kill!!"
"For the sake of our tribe, for the sake of our descendants, kill!"
"For the sake of my relatives and for the one I love, we immortals would rather die than surrender to you!!"
"..."
One after another roars came from the army, gathering from all directions, with determination and death, fighting and killing intent, blood spread over the heads of the troops, and soon a bloody force enveloped the entire army.
Among the thousands of troops, Wu Ze was pulled by the middle-aged man to run forward with the troops. He never forgot to look at Wu Ze and told Wu Ze to follow him closely.
Wu Ze was inexplicably speechless.
Since he came to this place, the origin in his body has been suppressed, but only suppressed.
This place is indeed weird, but in the end its limit is only able to suppress the origins below nine stars.
Within the star space, most of the origin stars have fallen into silence, but the origins of nine stars and above are not suppressed by this place.
Wu Ze only needs to activate the nine-star level source to restore his cultivation.
Looking up at the sky, facing the charge of thousands of troops, the auspicious clouds fell, and thousands of immortals appeared in front of the army.
Facing the Cang Clan's millions of troops, every immortal had a look of disdain and ridicule on their faces.
Also, a being like an ant actually dares to dream of escaping from the control of the immortal clan?
This is simply an ant shaking the sky and not overestimating one's own capabilities!
What awaits these ants will be their inevitable fate.
Not only the immortals think so, but Wu Ze also thinks so.
Not to mention other things, the average cultivation level of the warriors around him was only fifth level, and among them, he sensed that only ten of them had the highest level of cultivation, tenth level.
But on the opposite side of the immortal clan, every one of them has the cultivation level of at least a seventh-level saint, and several of the leaders are even thirteenth-level humane emperors.
Such a large gap in strength cannot be made up by quantity alone.
Strength is the key to everything.
Wu Ze could almost imagine the next scene.
Sure enough, the war broke out, and the power of the Immortal Clan exploded. The Cang Clan's armies were like wheat, easily harvested by the Immortal Clan saints. Within a few breaths, the ground was covered with the Cang Clan's corpses.
Dark red blood infected the earth, blood flowed into rivers, and debris was everywhere. How could one word describe the scene and its objects as tragic?
Boom! !
Thunderclap! !
At this time, a purple lightning struck the world, and part of the army was wiped directly from the earth, leaving only a piece of charred black to prove its existence.
The violent wind passed by, staining flesh and blood, the bloody wind rose, blood rained down, and the sky was dyed red.
The flames are like stars, meteors pass by, and everything disappears; the cold air is like tide, and thousands of miles are frozen!
Many methods were used by the Immortal Clan, and most of the 100,000 forward troops had fallen before they could reach the Immortal Clan.
Wu Ze silently followed the middle-aged man, but he did not choose to take action.
No matter which source it was, it clearly told him that it was all fake and a dream that others wanted him to see.
However, what Wu Ze was slightly puzzled about was why this Cang clan was not afraid of life and death. Even if their companions turned into charred coals and pieces of meat in front of them, the rest of them would not look the same.
What they have is the determination to move forward without hesitation and sacrifice their lives.
Or rather...
They are willing to die.
"This cannot continue like this. No matter how many of you there are, you are still no match for the Immortal Clan."
Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him who stepped forward without hesitation, Wu Ze couldn't help but say.
"Haha, so what, behind us are our wives, children, parents, and if we retreat, they will be the ones who suffer."
"For a husband, you should protect him; for a father, you should give him a future; for a son, you should let him live to the end of his life."
"I will bear everything. I just want my loved ones to be safe. For this, I will do whatever it takes."
The middle-aged man smiled and said that this was his responsibility and the responsibility he had to take on. As he said, he would do anything for it.
"Is there no other way? You will all die in the hands of the immortals, and you will not get what you want in the end."
Wu Ze frowned slightly.
"Hahaha, little kid, do you think we still have a choice? Instead of giving my descendants to the Immortal Clan as food with my own hands, I might as well give up this body of flesh to show the Cang Clan's determination to the Immortal Clan."
The middle-aged man laughed.
"Even if you can't save your own race in the end, is that okay?" Wu Ze asked.
"Hahaha! Little kid, you are wrong. We died to create a path for our descendants to be free and powerful."
"The Cang clan has no road, so we will pave it!"
The middle-aged man laughed again.
At the same time, blood bloomed on the earth, and the middle-aged man...oh no, all the warriors had a touch of madness on their faces!
"Hahaha, it's done. The Cang Blood Demonic Array is complete. Brothers, I have taken a step forward. For the future of the Cang Clan, I sacrifice my blood to the demonic array. I am willing to become a demon and protect my Cang Clan on their way to the supreme place. !”
"I am sacrificing my blood to the demon formation, and I am willing to become a demon and protect my Cang clan on their way to the supreme!"
"The future of the Cang clan, I'm here..."
"..."
Rays of blood evaporated in the warrior's body. Using flesh and blood as stone, life as material, and soul as glue, the vast array enveloped the entire world.
The sky turned into blood.
The ground turned into blood.
Between heaven and earth, the Cang people are like firewood, constantly sacrificing their own flesh, life, and soul into the Cang Blood Demon Array, transforming into a blood-colored immortal demon spirit.
"Little boy, it's time for me to leave. This formation requires the sacrifice of 600,000 Cang people. I think you are still young, so just live well."
"Remember, after you die, if you can...don't forget to come find me and tell me about the future of my Cang clan."
The middle-aged man grabbed Wu Ze, gave a warning with a smile, and threw Wu Ze behind him with all his strength.
"Our descendants, the road ahead is forged by our lives, please walk on our flesh and blood."
"No matter how difficult the future may be, please never give up and don't let us die in peace..."
When Wu Ze was far away from the center of the blood formation, the middle-aged man finally waved goodbye to Wu Ze, and then jumped directly into the blood formation.
The Blue Blood Demon Array, made of flesh and blood fossils, life as its material, and souls, spread throughout the world. Immortals fell into it and were soon overwhelmed by the immortal demon spirits.
This time, it was also a one-sided massacre, but the target was the other way around.
Wu Ze watched this scene silently, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.
The Cang Clan made him see how difficult it is for every race. Just think about the Human Clan, how could it not be the same?
"Oh! Is this what you want me to see? To be honest, it's really uncomfortable."
"Didn't you say you wanted to see my choice? Then it should be over now."
Wu Ze sighed softly, and following his thoughts, a black and purple shield appeared in front of Wu Ze.
Part 2 of the fifteenth, the origin of the weapon soul: the Marsh Dragon Heavenly Soul Shield, was finally summoned by Wu Ze:
[Origin of the weapon soul: Swamp Dragon Heavenly Soul Shield]
[Star source: 10 stars]
[Level: Level 3]
[Soul quality: Soul-shaking Heavenly Control, Immortal Heavenly Power, Dragon Soul Hunting. 】
[Original skills: Heavenly Dragon Soul Devouring, Heavenly Dragon Patrol Territory, Heavenly Soul Absolute Realm. 】
[Spiritual Equipment Moment: [Chaos Star] [Loess Star] [Speed Star] [Time Star] [Soul Star (Death) [Golden Star] [Grass and Wood Star] [Clear Water Star] [Fire Star] [Life Star (Life) ](10 stars 10 columns)】
The nine-star origin can resist the suppression here, but if you want to break through this world and turn the imaginary into reality, you must have the ten-star origin.
Just when the Marsh Dragon Heavenly Soul Shield was summoned by Wu Ze, the world began to become unstable.
It was like a large urn that was already filled with water, but was once again thrown into a gold stone that was larger than the space of the large urn, eventually leading to the destruction of the large urn.
At this moment, this world is like the big urn filled with water, and the Marsh Dragon Heavenly Soul Shield is the gold and stone.
The original power of the ten stars appeared, and over the battlefield where Wu Ze was, at the intersection of reality and reality, a fog covering the world took shape.
The next moment, there was no need for Wu Ze to take action at all. The release of the original breath of the Marsh Dragon Heavenly Soul Shield alone crushed the entire world, causing Wu Ze's mind to return to its original form.
In this way, there was a scene where the stage was destroyed.
On the 30th floor of the Bronze Tower, in the Dream Theater and on the Dream Stage, the Bronze Sword General still couldn't understand the current situation. What is the current situation?
"What on earth is going on? How could this be possible..."
Bronze Sword General, who couldn't figure it out, slowly sat down, with various possibilities flashing in his mind, until finally, he finally settled on the most unlikely possibility.
Apart from all impossibilities, no matter how unbelievable and impossible the rest is, it will be the only truth.
"No way……"
"Could it be that his innate origin is still on the Dream Transformation Platform?"
"The Dream Transformation Platform is a nine-star innate treasure. The only thing that can make it collapse is... the original power of the ten-star heavenly level!"
Thinking of this, the Bronze Sword General couldn't help but take a breath:
"Hiss! Good fellow, I won't really bump into such a monster this time, right?"
"Is he the innate saint who has awakened the origin of the ten-star heavenly realm!"
The bronze sword general's eyes were constantly flashing with disbelief, his mind was spinning, and it was difficult to come back to his senses.
If it was really what he thought, he would really have to think carefully about his next attitude towards Wu Ze.
At the same time, sitting on the bronze throne, Wu Ze's mind returned and woke up. He heard the whispers of the bronze swordsman in his ears, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Wu Ze whispered in his heart: "It turns out that this treasure is called 'Dream Transformation Platform'. It is a nine-star innate treasure. No wonder it can form a world of its own, interpret the universe in dreams, and make living beings enter dreams and become mortals."
"If I hadn't possessed the ten-star origin, I wouldn't have been able to survive in this dream world."
While thinking, Wu Ze glanced at the bronze seats surrounding the stage and understood.
Needless to say, the guys on these bronze seats must have been pulled into the dream universe by this 'dream-turning platform'.
If you cannot break away from it, you will eventually fall into a dream forever and never wake up.
And these invisible bronze guards and creatures of all races are probably unable to wake up from the dream world, and thus are trapped here forever.
In fact, Wu Ze's guess was good, but there was one thing Wu Ze didn't expect.
Bronze sword guards are not born. Most of these bronze sword guards are transformed from creatures of all races.
If a person cannot wake up after nine dreams in the 'Dream Transformation Platform', his body will be turned into bronze at the beginning of the tenth dream transformation.
The reason why there are so many bronze guards on this level is because there are too many creatures from all races in the world who want to get a chance from this level.
There are also too many creatures who overestimate themselves, underestimate the difficulty of this level, and even underestimate the incomprehensible nine-star innate treasure: the Dream Transferring Platform.
If he hadn't heard the Bronze Sword General talk about it, even Wu Ze wouldn't have thought that this stage would be an innate treasure.
Once entering the dream stage, the spiritual consciousness is obscured, the memory is empty, the origin is eliminated, and the person becomes a mortal in the dream script.
If there is no method of centering one's mind, once one steps into the 'Dream Turning Platform', few living beings will be able to successfully come out of it.
