A million ways to survive in the dungeon

Chapter 171 One Seven Two: New Divine Core

Divine core?

Zheng Qian was ecstatic when he picked up this divine core.

It has been almost four months since I left the dungeon. The last time I got the divine core was when I killed Leviathan.

[Answer: The divine core is originally a condensation of divinity. All creatures that can use magic elements have more or less a trace of divinity. Therefore, no matter how low-level the creature is, as long as it has magic elements, it has a probability of dropping the divine core when it dies.

Demon gods are a branch of gods, and all elements in their bodies contain divinity, so all demon gods will 100% drop divine cores when they die]

Zheng Zheng explained the reason to Zheng Qian at the right time.

"In other words, the drop of a Warcraft is only a small probability event, but killing the Demon God and dropping the God Core is an inevitable event?"

[Answer: It can be understood this way. Additional explanation: The user has now entered the realm of gods, so if the user dies, the divine core will also drop, and the skill of this divine core must be this skill. 】

"In other words, although I have become stronger now, but the same demon wants to take you away, all you need to do is kill me? No other operations are needed?"

[Answer: It can be understood this way. 】

Heh, that means I’ve become stronger, but it’s become less difficult for the enemy to take you away?

Zheng Qian still felt a little unhappy.

But for now, I still picked up this divine core.

The shining divine core has a warm touch in the hand.

It looks like a jade stone that emits colorful light, but when you pinch it, it is as soft as fruit jelly.

Zheng Qian wanted to swallow it in one gulp.

But after thinking about it carefully, he still backed away from his mouth.

The devil's divine core is undoubtedly rare.

But swallowing the divine core only gains a skill at best.

So what about conceptual skills? It’s not like the truth cannot be unlocked.

Rather…

Zheng Qian's eyes moved slightly.

The super holy sword Ikaros, broken into several pieces, lay quietly not far away.

In this battle, this human super holy sword also played an important role.

If Icarus hadn't improved his attributes to a certain extent, Zheng Qian might not have been able to hold on a few minutes earlier.

This also means loss of life.

And this sword is only a human weapon.

Zheng Qian still has no equipment of his own.

If you want to further improve your strength, equipment is undoubtedly a shortcut.

Thinking of this, Zheng Qian stuffed the divine core into the storage space.

Anyway, the divine core has no shelf life, so just leave it for now. If it doesn't work, it's not too late to swallow it.

Immediately, Zheng Qian put away Icarus and the red runestone sword of Ares not far away.

That's Ares's weapon, keep it, maybe it can be put to great use.

Thinking of this, Zheng Qian packed up everything and used his transformation to transform his appearance into the Zhulong Emperor again and flew towards the direction of the King's City in Eastern Sichuan.

At the same time, here in the King's City of Eastern Sichuan.

The fire spread to every corner of the streets.

The air smelled of smoke and rust.

The sky seemed to be soaked with blood, and the thick black smoke and killing seemed to pollute the whole world.

The dead soldier slumped on the street corner, holding a broken weapon in his hand.

The red jade-like blood was trampled by the rushing beasts.

The dilapidated house would explode from time to time, tearing off the entire roof.

The roars of humans gradually faded away, and the roars of monsters became the main theme of this ruined royal city.

In the Sichuan East Square, a defeated army of more than 4,000 people formed a group, struggling to make the final resistance against the beasts.

People were constantly being thrown out of the team, falling into the herd and being torn into pieces, making bursts of wailing.

The defense line is also constantly shrinking.

This is already the largest force in the royal city.

The others were all small groups of warriors, fighting individually in every corner of the royal city.

Currently, there are less than 40,000 people still fighting in the royal city, and including those who are seriously injured, the total is only about 50,000.

As for the monsters, there are still nearly 30 million in number.

The complete annihilation of this team, and then the death of all the soldiers, seemed to be only a matter of time.

"It's...no longer possible..."

There was a clang.

Zhao Aotian, covered in blood and missing an arm, knelt on the ground.

The crumbling shoulder armor fell and turned into blood-stained iron filings on the ground.

hp, mp and ap all bottomed out.

Even such a powerful war king has finally exhausted his last bit of strength after fighting so far.

There was a clang.

The crystal ball on the Jinge staff shattered.

The old man finally passed out from shock due to overdraft of magic.

Situ Zhou, who was fighting the enemy bravely with his pride on the front line, was penetrated by a python monster in the abdomen, and he was bleeding profusely.

After insisting on fighting, he finally collapsed on the ground helplessly and was pulled to the center of the position by loyal soldiers.

On a distant rooftop.

Zheng Sepi, who had just finished using Thunder and Walking and killed several monsters in a row, fell heavily on the roof, crushing several tiles.

The broken support of Ixkeba tried to stand up, but in the end he could only lie weakly on the ground.

Just now, it was the last time to break through the thunder.

He didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Around him, dozens of monsters had climbed onto the roof, baring their fangs at him.

"My muscles...are they only to this extent?"

With all his strength, he smashed the head of the ghost-faced wolf that broke into the house with one punch. Kaczewski, who was guarding his ancestral home, finally fell to the ground from exhaustion.

With tears streaming down her face, Cang Ying hugged her husband from behind, willing to live and die with him.

"Meow~ Run quickly, meow...if you don't run...it will be too late, meow..."

At the east city gate, Mao Nanbei put Shen Jingbing down and fell to the ground with a plop.

Although the battle against disaster and fear was won, Mao Nanbei also exhausted all his strength.

She rushed back to the city at the last moment to rescue Shen Jingbing, but sending her to the east city gate was the limit.

"Master, no, I don't want to leave!"

Shen Jingbing hugged Mao Nanbei and burst into tears: "I'm sorry, master, it's my incompetence. If I were stronger... If I could be stronger..."

Mao Nanbei's eyes, which were lying in her arms, had lost focus.

She realized she was dying.

The battle with the fear of disaster left her with fatal injuries. She managed to survive until now by virtue of her extremely high level and the fact that she immediately returned to human form after the battle to reduce consumption.

It’s so strange, meow... Why is it so warm to be held by an inferior creature like a human, meow...

Mao Nanbei didn't understand, but he had no energy to think.

The royal city has been destroyed.

The demise of East Sichuan is only a matter of time.

In Sichuandong Square, facing the soldiers dying one after another, Zhao Aotian deeply realized what it means to be powerless.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty."

Lying on the ground, his only remaining arm stretched out forward, Situ Zhou was also seriously injured and fell to the ground.

Zhao Aotian shed tears of regret.

He was unwilling to give in.

Even though so many people have been sacrificed, humans are still no match for the monsters.

If Sichuan was destroyed today and monsters invaded the country tomorrow, I don’t know how many people would die from the beasts’ mouths.

"Maybe this is destiny?"

Staring at the dirty sky.

Situ Zhou's heavy heart was as difficult to resolve as blood congestion.

Destined.

These three words sounded so ironic to the ears of Zhao Aotian, who had fought with the demon god Ares.

God damn it.

In history, many countries have perished at the mouth of monsters.

It has been so many years since the birth of human beings in the ancient times. Human beings have established kingdoms and fought hard to this day, but they still cannot change the current situation of having to survive in the cracks of Warcraft!

Destined?

Who is God?

Those executioners named Demon Gods? !

"I can not be reconciled!"

In a daze, Zhao Aotian desperately stretched out his hand towards the blood-stained sky.

He stretched out his dirty, blood-stained hand towards that distant existence.

I already know that now.

Why are humans so embarrassed?

It's all because there is a being called the Demon God in this world.

In a daze, Zhao Aotian, who stretched out his hand toward the sky, seemed to see that one day, human beings finally stepped onto the Nine Heavens and severely trampled the ugly faces of those demons under their feet.

"Kill...all of you..."

It was as if all the strength of the soul had been exhausted.

Zhao Aotian looked towards the sky and let out his final roar: "One day... we humans will kill all of you! Demon God!!"

However, just as he finished shouting, Zhao Aotian was surprised to find that his palm actually emitted a dazzling silver light.

This light was so dazzling that it illuminated the entire royal city like daylight in an instant.

Take another closer look.

No, no, it's not the palms that are glowing.

Remove your palms.

I saw a human figure shining with silver light appearing in the sky.

"This...this is..."

At this moment, Zhao Aotian's eyes printed that figure particularly clearly.

That familiar figure was like a savior, riding over the ruined royal city.