Martial World's
Ch 1961 - Avatar Famine
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On the distant horizon of the Asura Sea, a young man in golden armor slowly flew forward. This golden armored youth was tall and wide. A red fire robe was thrown onto his back, his momentum excited and daring!
His cultivation had reached the pinnacle of a Great World kingdom, approaching the half-step Empyrean kingdom.
This cultivation, when placed in the grand opening scene of the final trial, was not considered at all. Moreover, there were more than Great World Kings but even true Empyre people.
But when this young man appeared, the eyes of the people in the audience shrank. It was clear that they were extremely afraid of this golden-armored youth.
"This is really him …"
Lin Ming muttered. This golden-armored youth was someone he knew – Good Fortune Saint Son!
The cultivation speed of the Good Fortune Saint Son was much higher than Lin Ming. But this makes sense, too. Firstly, the Good Fortune Saint Son had outlived Lin Ming, and secondly, the Laws that the Good Fortune Saint Son had developed were much simpler than Lin Ming.
With Lin Ming having reincarnated as well, even though he had not experienced the bottleneck of returning to the cultivation realm before, it still delayed him by a lot of time.
"Good Fortune Son, he really came …"
Thought Lin Ming. In fact, he also wanted to find an opportunity to kill the Child of Good Fortune, but now was not the right time.
At this moment, Lin Ming's complexion changed. From under the Child Fortune Saint, the sea began to move, a storm rose!
A great energy fluctuation radiated out. Terrible waves swept the world. A gigantic round blood red life form rose from the sea, its appearance was like a red sun!
From all this bloody sun, the sea water boiled. Water vapor evaporated all over, a large layer of clouds formed in the sky.
After this, a terrifying momentum flowed out. Even the Beast God who had arrived in the Asura Sea felt fear. It shrank backwards, filled with fear of this bloody sun.
"This is…"
Many Asura Road martial artists were stunned. Most of them had never felt such a terrifying aura before.
And among these people, even Lin Ming who was originally silent felt cold sweat seeping from his forehead. He almost tore through the space to escape.
No one was more aware of what this blood red ball was about. It was an abyssal demon – Famine!
"How is this possible?"
Lin Ming panicked. Why does hunger appear here? Did the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign also come?
Lin Ming held his breath. If the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign arrived, then the Body Rebirth Technique would be completely challenged!
After all, Lin Ming had once fought against the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign He had no hope that a newly reborn body would be able to deceive the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign's taste.
"mm? Something is wrong!"
Immediately, Lin Ming's mind stirred. More than half of that red blood sphere appeared above the horizon. From the fingers of the blood red ball, the total volume was clearly much smaller than the previous Hunger.
The real starving body is over 10 thousand miles in diameter, as big as a planet.
But this blood red sphere was only a few hundred miles in diameter.
Moreover, although the aura from this blood red sphere was similar to that of Famine, it was much, much weaker. It is not true hunger.
And, the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign was not above this blood red circle. The one controlling it seemed to be the Fortune Saint Child.
"This dark red ball, could it really be .. descendants of Famine?"
Lin Ming immediately thought. Heart's cold. Hunger was already a very frightening existence. If it was capable of producing offspring .. he simply did not want to imagine it.
The attribute of hunger is to swallow everything. If it continued without end, then even the entire universe would be swallowed up by it!
"What's that?"
In the Asura Sea, many people were wondering with trembling hearts.
For many of them, this was the first time they had ever looked at such a terrifying creature.
In their original opinion, the Beast God was already the highest ferocious beast in the entire universe. Although legend had it that deep within the Asura Sea there were one or two super beasts that could be compared to a True God, legends were merely legends; no one had seen them before.
But right now, this terrifying thing could even cause the God Beast to pull back in fear. Was this a terrifying existence at the level of a True Divinity?
On the luxurious sea platform, Grandma Goldwind slowly spoke. As he stared at Famine, a strange light glimmered in his eyes.
Lin Ming turned his head and listened. For many years, he had been long absent from the heavenly Realm and had no idea how the saints were doing. He also had no idea how powerful the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign had become.
"Hunger? From the legends, the avatar of the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign? ”
A small number of martial artists of the Asura Road had also heard of the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign. The destruction of the heavenly Realm, the defeat and withdrawal of mankind, these were events that reverberated through the 33 Heavens.
Moreover, many saint martial artists had recently come to the Asura Road. Thus, many of them knew what kind of character the leader of the saints was. They also knew about his avatar – Hunger, which came from the Dark Abyss.
"It! But, it is more correct to say that all that is before us is the avatar of Hunger. In the past thousand years, Hunger has swallowed too many things. It had swallowed a large amount of resources, life essence, soul essence, and began to breed its own avatars. With this, he can swallow everything faster, grow faster. . .
Grandma Goldwind muttered.
Lin Ming's face was dark. Swallowed a lot of things !? A resource? Life essence? Soul essence?
These things were only possible from the heavenly Realm!
When the Lamenting God Wall began to weaken and a great calamity approached, it was even possible that the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign had stirred up a great war that engulfed the Sacred Realm and the ancient races all to provide food for Famine.
Where have the saints found so much to feed Famine? Of course it was impossible for the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign to destroy his own race, so he could only choose to invade other universes.
After understanding this, Lin Ming clutched his fist and clenched his teeth.
In this calamity, many people had died in the battle in the heavenly Realm. Countless sects had turned to dust, their heritage was lost to time.
Many people have been swallowed and their souls absorbed, forced to become part of Hunger. This is a truly tragic way to die.
It is even likely that the human survivors would have been raised by the saints and used as food to feed Famine.
With the saints suppressing humanity, humanity will suffer the fate of eventually degenerating into farm animals.
Understanding this, Lin Ming's eyes suddenly became ice-cold. He looked towards the Child Fortune Saint who was flying from a distance, and hid the bubbling killing intent in his heart.
At this moment, the Good Fortune Saint Son stood high above Famine's back, a light grin on his face.
In the peak battle against Lin Ming in the past, the Good Fortune Saint Son had suffered an overwhelming defeat, ending in the greatest frustration of his life.
But after that, when the saints invaded the heavenly Realm, the Holy Son of Luck had ordered an army to trample the 3000 great worlds of the heavenly Realm. Most Empyreans fled or died. The Good Fortune Saint Son could be called invincible, knowing no losses. He recklessly ran fast in the universe, arrogant, as if no one in the world could take him down. His confidence that was shattered by Lin Ming was also restored as he discovered the sensation of revenge.
His cultivation would require at most another 2000 years to break into the Empyrean realm.
Moreover, the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign even let him control one of the Hunger avatars!
As long as he could raise this avatar and join together with it, then his strength would reach an unimaginable limit.
At that time, other than a few people in the 33 Heavens, who could stop him?
In this situation, the Good Fortune Saint Son's mind was very smooth. He had been ordered to lead the smelting trial of the Good Fortune Saint Palace's junior disciples. He stepped onto the Asura Sea stage with an overbearing spirit, using Famine's avatar to make a high-profile appearance that blocked all present!
The Good Fortune Saint Son was satisfied with the effects he created. In his opinion, those who possessed truly formidable strength had to expose that power and amaze everyone, making them submit!
The saints already have such capital.
The high-spirited Good Fortune Saint Son did not realize that on one of the observer platforms, a young man dressed in black was staring at him.
Although the eyes of this black-clothed youth contained a terrifying killing intent, what was unusual was that no one felt it.
This was because the limit of his soul power had far surpassed all others. No one can feel it.
“Let's start ... today is the stage of my race. Only my race will be the main leader of this final trial! "
Good Fortune Saint Son laughed with raucous.
Many of the native influences of the Asura Road saw the rampant Good Fortune Saint Son's behavior and wanted to refute it, but they were unable to gather the energy to do so.
Their influence was truly incomparable to the Good Fortune Saint Palace.
At this moment, from under the feet of the Good Fortune Saint Son, the flesh and blood of Famine began to slowly part like a torn pomegranate. From within it, a group of young saint elites appeared!
This holy young elite had been sent from the Good Fortune Saint Palace. They were special forces disciples sent to participate in the final trial.
As for the Good Fortune Saint Son himself, he would not attend the final trial. This time he was just the host.