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Chapter 592 Power of the Dead King (23)

At the moment Ian responded to the power of the group of souls.

A gust of icy-cold power flowed into his body, but it did not damage any physical structure, but instead made it more condensed and refined, causing a faint cold light to cover his whole body.

Any physical attack will be reduced by more than [-]% of its power under this substantive nether armor, and each of his attacks will erode the soul and body of the attacked, drain their vitality, and benefit himself.

In addition, Ian also felt an unprecedented sense of sobriety, which made his thinking extremely sharp.

The manipulation of the source plasm has become more subtle, he can even build his own source plasm layer shield with an accuracy of a tenth of a millimeter, or attack the enemy and disintegrate their defense.

A tangible and intangible pale crown floated on top of Ian's head. Frost flowed from his soul. He exhaled slowly. The coldness that made the air condense seemed to kill the wind, and everything fell into a death-like silence. .

Even Frost Butterfly was affected, and the little goblin in the pocket was caught off guard by a layer of frost, as if covered with a layer of armor, blessed by the power of the dead.

This terrifying power even stimulated Ian's spiritual power, causing all things to appear in various colors before his eyes.

The entire warp labyrinth was shaking.

And in another part of the subspace labyrinth.

——In front of the courtyard of the fort surrounded by the phantom army.

A white-haired man who was swinging a sword and commanding the phantom to attack raised his head feelingly, his red eyes looked in the direction of Ian.

He was wearing a set of armor exuding bursts of deathly cold air. This armor was as bright red as jade, but the outermost layer was flowing with faint blue fluorescence, as if cast by blood ice, covering his whole body.

"Is there a new dead king born?"

He smiled slightly, then turned his attention to Hakoniwa in front of him, and gave a loud command: "Come up with me, attack!"

——Beyond the subspace maze.

High above the edge of the Avak collar, a silver-haired man who looked quite young, but had an extremely sad complexion, and his brows were always frowning, stared in the direction of the Avak central laboratory.

"All the elements are not missing... They were all born. The plan is very successful, as expected of you, Adalbert, you did a good job... So there is still room for redemption."

Whispering to himself, the silver-haired man turned his head and looked at the old man with white hair and purple eyes beside him: "Dean Mo Ze, you can't stop me, although I can't kill you, but let you lie down and spend the last days of your life." It's not difficult for a few years."

"That's not necessarily the case. Although I may not be able to beat you, I'm quite good at making you unable to do what you want."

The old man chuckled and said, "On the contrary, it's you, Grand Duke Sorin... how should you face the emperor's anger?"

"Now this majesty thinks that he has never made any achievements in his life, and is only proud of defending the territory of the late emperor. Your cracking the soil may really arouse his anger that he has never had in many years."

The silver-haired man, who was also Split Sorin, sneered, the Grand Duke shook his head and said, "This is what Inaiga promised me. If his heirs and descendants cannot be recognized by me, then as compensation for killing my father, He allowed me to become my own country."

"Your Majesty is dead." The old man said softly, "You know that."

"Yeah, I know."

Grand Duke Sorin looked at Dean Moze, also looking in the direction of the imperial capital.He stared for a long time, as if staring at a phantom from long ago.

After being silent for a while, he slowly said: "That's why I must complete the plan he left in the past."

"At any cost."

And in the subspace maze.

Ian stood up slowly.

To be honest, he felt so good for the first time—very, very good.

It's so good that he has a feeling...understanding what the unity of body and soul is, and even what is "mind, light and body"!

At this moment, as if his whole body was filled with cold but comfortable spring water, Ian could feel the majestic power wanting to come out through his every move.

The thick spiritual matter runs through his flesh and bones, and even the nerves are completely penetrated, and even merged into one.

His body is no longer just a mundane thing with delayed instructions that obeys the brain and nerves.

Instead, it becomes one with the soul, becomes an extraordinary body that can be moved at will, and can even affect the natural spiritual energy of the outside world, and regard nature itself as its own body to control.

"It turns out that this is the dead king..."

Ian whispered to himself, and he looked at his hands with some emotion.

The power of the dead king, to put it bluntly, is just like its name - it can turn the souls of all living beings into its own power... But there is a prerequisite, that is, the souls of all living beings 'agree' to this.

——As long as the group of souls agrees, the king is the king.

——If the souls are not allowed, the dead king is just a mass of decayed bones.

The power to decide power came to the hands of the group of souls.

And under the blessing of the power of the group of souls, Ian can almost be said to be the third energy level except that he has no heart light—it is still a very strong type in the third energy level.

and.

Just a little bit worse.

It was still a little bit short, he could understand the fundamental gap between the second energy level and the third energy level, and know the mystery of the heart light body.

But it's not a big problem. With Ian's talent, it's just a matter of time.

If the dead king's power lasts for a while, for example, an hour or two, he will be able to figure out what kind of power will be bred from this body full of soul power.

Moreover, after this experience, Ian already understood that the road to the peak of the second energy level was completely open to him.

As long as he accumulates enough spirit matter to make his soul strong, even without the power of a group of souls, he can easily reproduce his current state.

At the same time, everyone in the Huaiguang Rescue Team also noticed the abnormality in Ian—or, in other words, the Knight of the Valley.

Whether it was the resting team members or the others on guard, they all shifted their gazes to the Glen Knight, who was now exuding bursts of cold air and wrapped in a layer of translucent armor, with doubts and worries on his face.

"Knight of the Valley..."

Because of the help of the Knights of the Valley along the way and their trust in Huijian, they did not put on a guard or a fighting posture, but a swordsman stepped forward and asked cautiously: "What is this, what happened?" What's abnormal?"

Regarding this, Ian just glanced at him with his eyes shining with scarlet light, and when the swordsman froze slightly, he smiled and said, "It's nothing."

He clenched his fist slightly, felt the icy essence surging in his body, and whispered to himself: "It's just that I got a power that is not planned but within reason."

"Now, you continue to rest, and I will go on alert. After everyone regains their energy, we can set off for the exit."

After speaking, Ian disappeared from their eyes, and only the sharpest archer could vaguely see a faint afterimage.

"team leader?"

When Huijian, Redemption, Yingguang and Chiren (Lübeck) arrived together, everyone looked at the leader of the White People's Temple executor in a daze - everyone present only knew that he seemed to be related to this mysterious , and the powerful Knight of the Valley is quite familiar.

"Don't worry."

Hui Jian didn't care about this, his eyes lit up with a white psychic halo, and he smiled calmly: "He just made his own choice."

[And we have witnessed all this]

(End of this chapter)