The end of the world begins with failing an exam.

Chapter 157 The Dismantled Chen Jing and Everyone's Crisis
Chen Jing didn't understand what this armor monster was going to do, but his intuition told him that if he dared to struggle and wanted to run out of the swamp...

Greet him.

I'm afraid it is the long cross sword in the opponent's hand.

Because the two sides were far apart before, Chen Jing misjudged the size of this armored monster... Before, he only thought it was thin and thin like a skeleton, but after getting closer, Chen Jing realized that this guy was so strong that it was scary.

It is about [-] meters tall.

It has a wasp waist and ape back, and its arms are oddly long.

The crossed long sword held tightly in its hand... No, it would be more accurate to describe it as a broad sword.

This sword is far bigger than Chen Jing's previous observations.

The length is about 1.6 meters.

Plus the width of two palms.

It looked like a large, oddly shaped piece of iron.

Many totems of the Yellow King and some unknown spells are etched on the dark golden sword.

"Bathing the king's blood...surviving to prove that I am the descendant of the king?" Chen Jing repeatedly analyzed the words said by the other party in his heart, wondering if this was part of his promotion sequence.

In "Apocalypse".

Chen Jing learned the three elements of the promotion sequence.

One is to hold the key to the door.

The second is to enter the Huangwang courtyard.

The third is to ask him to kill the blasphemer Zhao Pseudo-Sen.

He satisfied the first two points in turn, but the last third element...

Zhao Fuxian is outside the palace at the moment.

Even if Chen Jing was given a chance to go out and meet Zhao Fuxian, I am afraid that within one round, Chen Jing would have his head chopped off by that ancient alchemist and kicked as a ball.

And judging from the previous situation of Zhao Xuxian's attack on the old man.

The deprived old man is no match for Zhao Pseudo.

As for the others...

Kui Nan, Yan Que, Ryan.

What is the difference between these people and waste in the eyes of Zhao Fuxian?
Even if they were not deprived of their powers, Chen Jing didn't think they could pose any threat to Zhao Fuxian.

After all, he was a ruthless character who could compete with the old man and was not killed.

In other words, the only point that can break the game now.

not outside.

And in the palace.

It's on me!
Chen Jing vaguely noticed that there was a strange energy hidden in this golden swamp.

And this kind of energy is very similar to the energy flowing in his body.

It all seems to be from the "Deep Space Sequence".

At this moment, Chen Jing, who was trapped in the golden swamp, was covered in his chest.

He could feel that the golden liquid was not harmful to him, and even the more it sank, the more he felt like soaking in a hot spring...comfortable and refreshing.

Until he saw his arms floating away from his body...

The flesh and blood have now separated from the bones.

The fair skin spread out like rice paper that was uncovered and flowed elsewhere.

"This... what's going on..." Chen Jing's expression was dull, and he was stunned by this momentary change.

At this moment, he is like a doll dismantled by some force.

Skin, flesh, bones, internal organs.

Every body part trapped in the golden mud was being disassembled silently.

But during the whole process, Chen Jing didn't feel the slightest pain.

I……

what's wrong with me?
Chen Jing was dragged down by the golden mud like driftwood, and his green and fair face gradually sank into the water.

He didn't know what was going to happen next.

He didn't know what else he could do.

He just felt a little sleepy...

Drag with warm golden liquid.

The clear eyes rolled out of his sockets, like black and white jewels, they were carried by the water and turned a few times before sinking.

this moment.

The empty palace once again fell into boundless silence.

The weird man in armor still didn't move, standing at the "water's edge" like a sculpture with a broad sword in his hand, just waiting for Chen Jing to float up again.

Yes.

It firmly believes that Chen Jing will come up again.

Although it doesn't know why it has such confidence.

perhaps……

It's just a nice expectation.

Suddenly.

The strange man in armor trembled without warning.

It was like a precursor to the disintegration of the previous "armors".

With the acceleration of trembling frequency, many cracks appeared at the joints of the armor parts.

The weirdo worked hard to suppress this change.

But that doesn't mean it's afraid of death.

It is just afraid that it will live up to the entrustment of the "king", and that it will never see the rise of the new king...

Lost deep space.

A new king is needed.

"Gudu..."

A few bubbles suddenly appeared on the golden water surface.

The strange man followed the prestige, and saw the human tissues dismantled from Chen Jing slowly floating up from the bottom of the water...

The separated facial features are floating on the water surface, while the muscle tissue and white bones are going their separate ways.

Clean and intact internal organs can neither float nor sink.

Only the beating heart gushed out of the water.

Like a red gem embedded there.

until now.

The weirdo in armor was truly relaxed.

Forcibly suppressing the signs of disintegration, it trembled and slowly sat on the steps, putting the heavy cross broadsword aside.

Perhaps it had foreseen the next miracle that would happen in this palace, it was no longer as nervous as before, but gradually relaxed.

Even at this moment, it gently hummed the ancient ballad from deep space with its hoarse voice.

"The clouds in Kakosha shattered, the twin suns sank to the edge of the lake, the black star rose above the deep sky, Bai Aji at the bottom of the lake was one year older..."

A strange song echoed in the empty palace.

The gradually hoarse and deep singing voice was as pale as the passing years.

At the same time, the human tissues in the golden mud are running away in all directions.

As if they were repelling each other, not wanting to reunite...

Only the beautiful lips kept trembling on the water surface, making a strangely familiar sound.

"I... I'm not dead?!"

……

outside the palace.

Zhao Xuxian has fallen into madness.

He felt that the fruit he had been guarding for countless years was somehow picked by others... And all this happened before his eyes, and he didn't even have time to stop it!

"You bastards..."

Zhao Fuxian came to Chen Bofu's side.

There was a chilling calm in that face as rigid as a plastic mannequin.

For the old man lying in a pool of blood in front of him, Zhao Pseudo showed no mercy.

He bent down and held the hilt of the sword, and pulled the long sword out of the old man's chest with a jerk.

"Your grandson lied to me..."

Zhao Fuxian's electronically synthesized human voice trembled faintly.

Looking at the bleeding wound on the old man's chest, he suddenly waved his hand and stabbed in with a sword again.

The sharp blade brushed past the bones while piercing through flesh and blood, and Chen Bofu, who was half unconscious, was awakened by the pain.

As soon as the old man's sight became clearer, he saw Zhao Fuxian's expressionless face.

"I want you to die... all of you... die!"

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