Chapter 1094: You're asking yourself!

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A formation of soldiers wearing black heavy armor and crimson capes swarmed across the earth like a tide. Wherever they passed, all obstacles were cleared. The only difference was the length of time.
Above the sky, soldiers wearing white armor and bipedal wings flew by, providing long-range attack support to the ground forces. From time to time, some soldiers will descend to the ground and fight with the black armored soldiers below.
In the face of such an offensive, as a defensive side, there is no doubt that the mood is extremely desperate. From top to bottom, all members are extremely fearful, but even the lowest level soldiers know clearly that they are fighting against them. This army cannot surrender.
Military Merit Award. After the integration of the two powerful nations of the State of Gay and the State of Glory, the new country formed, the Blazing Empire, and the system implemented in the army have been known to neighboring countries.
Because of this system, the soldiers of the Blazing Empire have all become bloodthirsty beasts who like to kill, even the soldiers of the former glorious country. In the face of the huge benefits that can be exchanged for military power, no matter what None of the soldiers could remain indifferent.
The military merit is their first level. They are facing a group of tiger and wolf men who want to cut off their heads as stepping stones. No one from the top of the army that practised the meritorious service system wanted to take captives, they didn't need to.
In the battlefield on the ground, there was a blast of killings, corpses, and blood rushed into the sky, staining the clouds floating in the sky to light red.
However, as the war progressed, the clouds in the sky gradually dissipated due to the high temperature emanating from a mighty shore higher in the sky.
"Isn't it good to surrender to me obediently? Why struggle to die? Do you think there is still a chance to win?"
Muria, who has been transformed into a Yan Demon, stretches out his sloppy and majestic body, looking at the behemoth that is dominating the sky.
It was a giant beast with a blue color as the main body. It was shaped like a lion and had a pair of horns on its head, and a pair of translucent wings formed by the wind between its ribs.
Watching this beast is like seeing the incarnation of the wind. In fact, it is exactly the same. It is like the master of the world wind. With a breath and a breath, it is a storm.
But unfortunately, it is faced with Muria, a super-hybrid who held the power of the wind at the time of his birth. For the understanding and control of the wind, it is not an order of magnitude with Muria.
"The greedy King of Demon, you have destroyed one country after another, when will your desires be fulfilled?"
Watching the giant Yan Demon monarch who seemed to be the incarnation of the opposite, the wind beast that was completely suppressed in the just battle was roaring angrily.
"Desire? I don't." Muria shook her head differently from the real Yan Mo.
"Then why did you start a war? I have never provoke you. Whether it was the former Kingdom of Gay or the country of light, my country has never had any intersection with you." The incarnation of the king of the windbell country The behemoth of the wind roared a little hysterically, his voice roaring like a storm.
The king felt very aggrieved at this time. He didn't feel that he had done anything to miss, but the Kingdom of Blazing Heaven declared war on his country. He didn't give much time to prepare, and his army was under pressure.
"At this point, why are you tempting." Muria felt the growing agitation in her body and smiled. At this point, the king in front of him was still pretending to be stupid, and still had a fluke in his heart, "Don't you have an urge to devour me?"
Hearing Muria's words, the body of the wind beast stiffened and did not speak, because, as Muria said, from the first side when Muria was seen, its body poured out. The impulse that the stock wants to devour it knows what causes it.
"It turns out that you are collecting the power of the seven plagues in the legend. But do you know that the more power you collect, the closer you are to death."
"I really don't know, I heard it for the first time." Muria immediately became interested. This kind of information was what he needed, and it could have some effect on him.
"I don't know anything, how did you get here today?" The wind beast was a little confused, but immediately it was relieved. "Ignorant is fearless, and only you, who know nothing, but control powerful The existence of power, dare to collect the power of the devil. "
"How? Collect the power of the Seven Plague Demon Gods? Are there many taboos?" Muria asked with interest. The so-called Seven Plague Demon Gods, obviously, should be the epic taboo of integrating the body into this world, or It is what the indigenous people of this world call it.
"I have just said that collecting the power of the devil is to touch death. When the power of the demon you have collected reaches a certain limit, the will of the devil will recover in your body, and by that time your will It will be erased by the demon, and your body will become the carrier of the demon's recovery. "
"That's it?" Muria felt a little disappointed, not the message he wanted. Collecting the power of the demon and causing it to recover, and this information can be deduced even with his feet.
What kind of character the epic soul possesses is clearer than any being in this world. He collected the power of others, and naturally, after the Lord's will was awakened, he followed his plan for Gang.
In Muria's estimation, his winning face should still be quite large. Even if he is just a new man who has just been promoted to epic, it is also an epic, and he is facing an epic with nothing. In this case, what does he counsel?
"You ..." Seeing Muria's indifferent expression, the behemoth of the wind is a little aggressive. The reason why it has so much with Muria is because it believes that Muria's attack on its country is the source of Want to take his power.
If it can dispel Muria's thoughts of seizing its power, then this crisis of national extermination can be eliminated, and it can also survive.
"Aren't you afraid?"
"Why fear a dead person's will?" Muria sneered.
"Yan Mojun, you are too arrogant. Do you think you are the only one who wants to collect the power of the Seven Plagues? Before you, there are still many amazing kings who want to be like you, but they are no exception. They all failed. So far, no one has succeeded in gaining full power. "
"Oh!" Muria remained indifferent.
Seeing the wind chime monarch who couldn't scare Muria at all, he bit his teeth and decided to say more information, "If you are determined to collect the power of the seven plagues, the obstacles you will face will be far beyond your imagination. You Do you think that you will only recover by worrying about the will of the devil? "
"What else?" Muria asked casually. Around his body, several chains of flames fluttered, dispersing the wind that wanted to touch his body.
"You have to be ready to besieged by someone like me who has the power of God. Do you think we will sit still? Will you be slaughtered by ambitious people like you?"
"Siege? That's better. It just saves my energy to avoid letting me look for you everywhere." When hearing this kind of risk, Muria didn't even care about it. He never feared anyone about fighting.
"You're looking for your way!"
"You have no other words to say?" Muria was a little disappointed, which did not meet his needs at all.
"I don't know anything else, but if you don't surrender today, you will die." Muria's huge Yan Mo's body moved, and this brought great oppression to the opposite King of the Wind Chimes, and he started not Go back consciously.
"What's the use of my surrender, you're not trying to devour my power yet," roared the windbell king who felt abnormally aggrieved.
When he found out that Muria existed, why didn't he want to turn his body's impulse into reality? The temptation to multiply his strength was unpredictable even by his identity.
But in the ensuing battle, he was sceptical by Muria because he was a little confused, who was the master of the wind, and why the king surrounded by flames knew better than him. wind?
So he had completely wiped out a small delusion in his heart, and instead thought about how to save his life, but he found that no matter what he did, he seemed to be killed by the guy opposite.
"Huh?" Muria, who noticed that the will of the king was shaking, stood still. It is better not to fight without hitting him. Muria is still very peace-loving, of course, mainly because of the abuse of food is not much fun.
"I will take your power naturally, but I can save your life. And if you surrender, the war below can stop now."
"Is the king still powerless, is it still the king?" The beast of wind laughed loudly. In this chaotic world ~ EbookFREE.me ~ the power of every king comes from the powerful forces under his control.
Huh!
Without waiting for the wind chill king to laugh, one seemed to scorch the entire sky into the sea of ​​fiery sea, and seemed to split its body into two.
"It's not so easy to swallow me."
Roar!
A beast roared by the wind roared, and the wind in the sky followed the roar of his roar, and the flames in the sky were annihilated by the wind.
But the flames extinguished far less quickly than their breeding speed. The path that Muria cut out turned the entire sky into a sea of ​​fire and finally fell on the beast of the wind. Flying.
"I can not be reconciled!"
The wind chill king was chopped into the sky by this sword, and his eyes were full of humiliation. He had just dodged many times, but all to no avail, because all his actions were in Muria's prejudgment, and this feeling of being insightful was too uncomfortable.