Martial World's
1904 Good Fortune Saint Sovereign
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At the words of the old God Sovereign, the ancient race martial artists all began to look out the ship's window.
Through the deep windows of the ship, among the endless sea of stars that was the universe, they could see a faint blood red glow.
Then, they could clearly see a deep red sphere, which was 70,000-80,000 thousand miles in diameter.
At the top of the crimson sphere, dozens of blood dragons carelessly roared. Only half the bodies of these blood dragons appeared; they seemed to have been bred from within the red sphere, making them appear like tentacles.
The blood dragon roared, revealing red fangs.
When the ancient race martial artists saw this gigantic and monstrous beast appear, they all became mute.
It did not seem like any ferocious beast or God Beast they were familiar with, and the aura it emitted was over a hundred times more terrifying than a God Beast!
Facing these terrifying monsters, the ancient race of Empyreans felt their hearts tremble!
The dark red monster was extremely fast. It was originally far away in a distant space, but in just a few breaths of time it flew close, like a blood red ghost.
Dark red filled the universe. This feeling was like a drop of blood falling into clear water, slowly spreading out until it covered everyone's eyes.
"This is…"
Even for Bagui, the Battle-hardened Sovereign who had never chosen to give up, began to feel fear.
On the side of the primal god race, the old God Sovereign inhaled a breath of cold air. Its wrinkled features had turned completely pale. As he looked out the window of the ship, he could not say anything. His heart began to slowly sink.
He could guess what the origin of this monster was.
Billions of years ago, ancient races also fought with the saints. In the texts of the ancient races there are records of these monstrous monsters.
But according to the information inscribed in these ancient texts, this monster should have had its soul erased billions of years ago and fell into a state of deep sleep.
Why ... why did it reappear here?
Recalling this monstrous description of the monster from the ancient god race text, the sovereign Old God felt as if he was drowning in despair!
"Could this be .. our destiny .. does heaven really want to exterminate my god race?"
The Old God whispered. His words were heard by many of the ancient race Empyreans. They all looked at him in shock, "Your Majesty, what is that?"
At this moment, not too far away from the old God Sovereign, the heavenly Patriarch spoke up. His voice trembled, making him seem far, much older at this moment.
"That may be .. 'Hunger', the totem saint beast of the sacred race .. billions of years ago, Hunger raged throughout the universe, devouring countless lives, he said, including even many True Immortals. ”
"What's? Eating a True Divinity? ”
The ancient race martial artists all shook.
In the current 33 Heavens, only two races have a True Divinity – saints and spirits. Even so, the number of True Immortals they possessed was extremely small! Among them were those who deliberately retired to their homeland and did not want to participate in the world's strife, as well as the mysterious True Immortals whom people were not even sure were still alive.
"I would never have imagined that Famine would still exist .." An old man from the roaring bone race heavily sighed as he shook his head. Many of the Empyrean people present had not read the ancient texts, and there were not many records of Hunger to begin with.
"With our current strength, if we are to overcome this great calamity we must kill the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign, but now even Famine has appeared …"
The roaring bone old man looked away from the window of the ship. He trembled sitting on a chair, listless.
He was the Patriarch of the roaring bone race and one of the leaders of the ancient remnant race. According to custom, he should not say anything that would demoralize the troops. But, the gloom in his heart was too great.
The appearance of Famine caused him to feel as if the world was collapsing.
"Hunger .. is this stronger than the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign?"
Someone asked. The one who spoke was Lin Ming. He had taken a soul recovery pill and sat in meditation. He also saw a monstrous monster outside the ship's window.
"Yes ..according to the ancient texts, it was likely stronger than the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign, and ..it was truly more terrifying than the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign. It could swallow, swallow a trillion lives, swallow even the world. The more he swallows, the stronger it becomes. The speed at which he could destroy the world was a hundred times faster than the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign! ”
"I understand ..." Lin Ming's eyes darkened. Facing this new disaster, he even began to feel lost.
Mankind must face saints far, far stronger than they are, and they must also face mysterious spirits, whose purpose is yet unknown …
The humanitarian situation is becoming more complex!
He recalled the strange conversation he had with Soul Empress Sheng Mei and he also recalled his meeting with the old young man, someone he didn't even know was a friend or an enemy.
With the arrival of the great calamity, all the power surged upwards, everything became confusing.
As nothing but a small peak Holy Lord martial artist, no matter how many lucky chances he had or how strong his Laws were, in the end, without a formidable cultivation base, no matter how many lucky chances he had, he would be nothing but a small gust of wind in this great disaster. . What could he do?
Lin Ming felt a terrifying fatigue crawl through his heart. In his ears, Sheng Mei's words involuntarily echoed, "Relight and leave this storm, as all your efforts will be in vain. 6 Billion years ago? He was a completely peerless character, the True Dragon of the world, but he also chose to shoulder the fate of humans and in the end he died in battle. Too bad, what a loss! ”
Lin Ming closed his eyes. He clenched his hands so hard that his knuckles let out a loud cracking sound!
"Look at the monster's back!"
Everyone looked; they could see that the dark red monster was carrying two people on its back.
One of them was a tall and middle-aged man wearing a golden robe. The other was a handsome young man with sharp eyebrows and gloomy eyes.
Seeing these two people, the skin of the old God Sovereign changed. "The person ... is the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign! His body, how is it possible ... did he become one with Hunger? "
The old God Sovereign muttered with a thick disbelief in his voice. The legs of the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign had sunk into Famine's body. Moreover, he could see that the flesh and blood of Famine were spreading to the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign, their veins connected together.
It was as if Famine was swallowing the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign.
However, logic tells him that this is impossible. Perhaps it was the opposite..The Good Fortune Saint Sovereign had swallowed Famine, or perhaps Hunger had even become an avatar of the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign!
"So he .. is the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign …"
Lin Ming looked at the man wearing a golden robe. This was the first time he had looked at the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign. He could feel the eyes of this other person piercing through the vastness of space and staring at him.
It's a strange feeling. They were separated by a great distance from space as well as the Ark of Hope's protective shield, so it should be impossible for him to see. But for some reason, Lin Ming felt as if the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign was staring at him, as if there were no barriers between the two.
And standing beside the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign was someone Lin Ming knew long ago the – Good Fortune Saint Son.
At this moment, the Good Fortune Saint Son grinned wildly on his face. This was the smile of a victor, carrying a hint of pity, a hint of ridicule!
And then, beyond Lin Ming's imagination, the Good Fortune Saint Son began to speak.
His voice spread through millions of miles of space using energy as a medium.
"Lin Ming's! I know you're on that spirit ship! Today is the day you die, hahahaha!
“The day of our hundred-year duel has not really arrived, has it? Unfortunately, you will not have such an opportunity. Today you will be killed! ”
Good Fortune Saint Son raved. Lin Ming's heart skipped a beat; the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign knew he was with the primal god race!
But why would the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign know of his whereabouts?
Lin Ming had carefully disguised himself and hid himself and was convinced he was not found by the saints.
If his existence was revealed in this kind of situation, then it was either because there were spies among the god race, or Sheng Mei had told the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign about his location.
The possibility of being a spy is not very big. This was because the ancient race did not know Lin Ming's past history with the saints. Moreover, once the escape plan was finalized, all information was limited to the high-level figures of the ancient races to prevent anything from leaking.
Then .. could it be Sheng Mei?
Lin Ming frowned slightly. Although he and Sheng Mei were no longer friends, and might even be enemies, he still could not believe that Sheng Mei would betray him like this.
Perhaps, when he left the Soul World and entered the Ancient Universe, his location might be locked down by the Soul Emperor. For the Soul Emperor, this would not be difficult.
"Soul Emperor ... does he want to pass the death sentence on me?"
But as this thought flashed through Lin Ming's mind, in the starry sky, the huge red ball suddenly distorted!
Woosh! Woosh! Woosh!
On top of the blood ball, dozens of fierce red dragons roared and advanced forwards!
This blood dragon had incredible killing intent. They tore apart the void, advancing manually!
And their target was the Ark of Hope!
"It's bad!"
The Empyres managing the Ark of Hope formation started to panic. They did everything they could to control the array formation and change the direction of the Ark of Hope.
But with their abilities, how could they compare to Hunger?
Bang out!
Loud explosions sounded. Dozens of ferocious dragon tentacles smashed into the protective shield of the Ark of Hope!
The Ark of Hope violently trembled, almost spinning. The Empyrean people inside were able to use energy to stabilize their bodies, but the citizens of the ancient race were generally much worse off. They cried out in fear, some of them were even injured from the devastating impact.
"Damn!"
Bagui was furious. They were originally going to escape into the sky and break through the Lamenting God Wall, but at this critical moment they had experienced such a disaster! All their plans are down!
"The attack just consumed 2% of the stomach's energy!"
Reportedly a race of roaring bones, Empyrean. The hunger attack had consumed 2% of the ship's energy; this was equal to one explosion from the Asura Primal God Cannon. If this continued, they would not be able to withstand too many attacks before the energy of the Ark of Hope was depleted!
"Ha huh! Lin Ming, aren't you strong? Whahuh? You don't have the strength to fight? "
The Good Fortune Saint Son's voice echoed in the sky, brazen in comparison.
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