8mi Chapter 388 We Want To Kill Gods
Chapter 388 We Want To Kill Gods
In the explosion of fists and guns, Huo Yong's body was knocked out.
His vision was covered in scarlet.
In this scarlet color, only the radiant figure in the distance was left.
He was lying in the ruins, and a few pieces of rubble fell, completely blocking his sight.
With his last glance, he seemed to see many companions rushing towards the god.
Just now, he showed off his divine power and held the god down by himself, consuming a full double-digit percentage of his divine breath.
The decline in strength of this strange god was not as exaggerated as expected.
But fighting is never just about him.
During Huo Yong's halftime break, countless people took over!
Lying in the ruins, shrouded in darkness.
He was breathing heavily, and his face changed from painful to ferocious.
Alien species invade and the abyss descends.
Dazhou's situation was already extremely difficult.
Nowadays, there are still so-called gods who come to bully people.
We just want to survive, why not.
Consciousness gradually blurred and thoughts began to drift away.
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"...Tell me what happened over there. Such a terrifying aura erupted inexplicably."
"I always feel like there is a strong man fighting. Could it be a general?"
"I feel like he might be a general. I heard that in the Red Maple Battle, that Li... some people have long disliked him. Maybe they will start a fight."
Several people were chattering.
Not only them, others are also discussing it enthusiastically.
A major battle just occurred in the first half of this year, and no one has yet recovered from it.
As a result, just a month ago, at dusk, a violent white light suddenly erupted in the distance of Beidu, accompanied by deafening sounds of battle.
The air waves splashed, and the earthquake could be felt everywhere in the northern capital.
Everyone had been discussing for several days, and the Night Watch Division gave an ambiguous answer: Traces of high-level alien species were discovered, and multiple extraordinary people rounded up and successfully killed them.
It's just that the explanation is too vague, and many doubtful points don't make sense.
A month has passed and the popularity remains unabated.
A figure on the podium silently listened to everyone's voices and did not express an opinion.
He is about 1.75 meters tall, has a normal body shape and an unremarkable appearance.
It's the kind that is thrown into a sea of people and cannot be found in a blink of an eye.
"Yongzi, do you want to have dinner together?"
"No, I have something to do later." Huo Yong shook his head.
The man stood in front of him, looking up and down for a while, quite strangely, "Are you worried about something recently?"
"What can I have on my mind?" Huo Yong replied.
"Did you get rejected by some girl?" The man smiled and patted his shoulder, "It's okay, take your time, you still have a long time, you will get better in the future."
"Well, everything will be fine."
Huo Yong reluctantly returned a smile.
He left the school in silence all the way, took the subway, and finally stopped in front of the headquarter of the Night Watch Department.
After a series of identity checks, he finally entered a house and sat on the sofa with some restraint.
There was silence in the room for a long time.
The figure sitting at the table slowly said, "Have you thought about it?"
"Well, I've thought about it." After a moment, Huo Yong nodded.
At that time, his face was still a bit green.
Just an ordinary teaching assistant.
"I'm not sure whether the method is effective. I can only say that this is a big gamble, and the bet is on your future destiny." The gray-haired old man said calmly.
"There is still the fate of Da Zhou." Huo Yong scratched his head.
The old man nodded slightly.
But he didn't say it.
Eggs are not put in one basket.
If Huo Yong disagrees, someone else will take the lead.
Agree, if it fails, he will bear everything alone.
Huo Yong didn't know all this.
Perhaps no one knows what his mental journey was at that time.
After thinking for a long time, he raised his head again and looked at the old man who had witnessed the end and change of the era.
The look said it all.
He does know what kind of ending he will face.
Su Jianyang stopped trying to dissuade him.
Press the button at hand, the light in the room begins to dim, and the projector projects a halo on the wall.
It was a beautiful and indescribable figure.
"What is this?" Huo Yong asked subconsciously.
"I don't know." Su Jianyang replied.
Huo Yong suddenly thought of something, "A month ago..."
"Yes." Su Jianyang spoke slowly, and the picture on the screen was also changing. "This is only a scene simulated by the institute, not the real image of the enemy. He cannot be looked directly at."
"He is extremely powerful, and with an aura that does not belong to this world, he came to a location 200 kilometers away from Beidu."
Two hundred kilometers? !
Huo Yong was horrified.
Even from such a distance, Beidu can feel the fluctuations. What level of battle is this?
"This battle is indeed the strongest creature that Dazhou has ever encountered, and the opponent has shown a strength that far exceeds the fifth level."
Su Jianyang said.
Huo Yong was silent again.
"After a difficult battle, we successfully suppressed the opponent, but were unable to kill them."
Su Jianyang's eyes were indifferent, "To this day, I have tried every means, but I can't kill him."
He gave Huo Yong enough time to think. After a while,
"You still have a chance to refuse now. You can leave after clearing this memory."
Huo Yong didn't speak, just shook his head gently.
Su Jianyang understood.
He stretched out his hand and took out a brocade box from the side.
Pushed in front of Huo Yong.
"Open it and take a look."
He did so and opened it.
Plop!
Plop!
Lifting the lid, it was a beating, black, skull-shaped heart!
"The heart of a despicable person, a magical forbidden object."
"When you do mean things, it enhances your talents and abilities."
"Your ability is related to food seeds. I heard that you can swallow pollution and turn it into your own use?"
Huo Yong nodded, "Yes, Mr. Su."
Looking at the devil-like creation in front of him, he gradually understood the path he was about to face.
"Use it, then abandon your comrades, your companions."
"Even if it's a life and death crisis."
"Even if their family is ruined."
"No help."
Su Jianyang said.
Huo Yong pursed his lips and said, "Mr. Su...how long do I need to use it?"
"Until the next time that kind of creature comes, it may be five years later, or it may be a lifetime." Su Jianyang looked calm, "Once the heart of a despicable person is used, it cannot be removed."
This is indeed a big gamble.
But Huo Yong agreed.
With the despicable behavior again and again, his talent, which had already reached the fifth level, began to continuously strengthen and improve!
Absorb pollution and turn it into your own use.
Gradually, he was able to suck in despair, suck in pain, and suck in all kinds of negative emotions!
Abandoning teammates again and again.
Turn around and run away again and again.
In suffering and self-blame, in cold eyes and endless abuse.
He became the first person in the Great Zhou Dynasty to fall into a second well.
He will be punished with endless pain every day and night.
The heart of a despicable person strengthens his talent, and he doubts himself because of his despicable actions again and again.
Then use the enhanced abilities to swallow up these despairs.
Sober and fallen.
Recovery from fall.
Week after week, year after year!
A whole ten years!
No one appreciated his will, but today he finally has an audience.
Click!
In a daze, he heard a crisp sound.
It is the sound of the heart of the despicable breaking.
A steady stream of pollution and despair circulated around Huo Yong.
Bang!
The eight tentacles formed by the condensation of pollution lifted the bricks and stones away!
He has a slim build and stands three meters tall.
This ten-year accumulation finally became a qualitative change after he completely digested the divine breath fragments!
The divine breath will be obliterated by pollution.
The god itself cannot be killed.
What about the strong pollution caused by compressing and re-compressing pollution?
On the ground, two contaminated palms suddenly appeared, grabbing the legs of Guangying who was wielding a spear and halberd.
He hasn't reacted yet.
An arm made of strong pollution pierced His chest! !
ten years.
What Da Zhou wants to do is never just suppress this high-ranking creature.
The former deserter no longer had a human body, and the eight tentacles flying behind him fell hard!
today.
Ants also want to kill gods!