God Soldier Atlas

The truth of the demise of the ancient heavenly court, with the departure of the thirty-six generals of the ancient heavenly court and others, has been impossible to verify.

Even if the demise of the ancient heavenly court had something to do with the flaws of the divine weapons, it didn't make much sense to Zhou Shu.

Regardless of whether the ancient Tianting Emperor discovered this secret or not, what Zhou Shu has done now must have offended the mastermind behind the scenes to the end.

Recasting all the flawed magic weapons in the world is equivalent to cutting off the way of the mastermind behind the scenes. If Zhou Shu is replaced, he will also kill people.

But even if he knew this, Zhou Shu would still do what he should do.

As a soldier casting master, he couldn't tolerate the flaws of divine soldiers.

Zhenli, what kind of power is it?

Zhou Shu also had some doubts in his heart.

Although he has been exposed to true power, he doesn't know how it is cultivated.

According to the information left by Shawu, this true power is the power that everyone is born with. It determines a person's talent and longevity, which is more like an origin.

But this kind of power is impossible for ordinary people to detect, and Zhou Shu has never noticed the existence of this kind of power in his body.

But having said that, if he could detect this kind of power, he would have been able to detect the flaws of the magic weapon long ago.

The magical weapons used by the human race before would steal people's true strength, but Zhou Shu never noticed the loss of strength in his body from the beginning to the end.

It doesn't matter, the soldiers will block it, and the water will cover it.

Zhou Shu said to himself, Anyway, from now on, that person will never get any real strength from the human race.

He has already destroyed the natal magic weapon of the Huaxia Pavilion powerhouse, and the matter of recovering the world's magic weapon has also started to be done.

It won't take long for all the magic weapons in this world to take on a new look.

In the future, there will only be magic soldiers without back doors, human races, definitely not pigs and sheep raised by someone in captivity!

After confirming that the person who attacked and killed Shawu was completely dead, Zhou Shu put away the dagger left by Shawu, turned it into a streamer, and returned to Huaxia Pavilion.

Seeing Zhou Shu's return, Meng Bai and the others, who had been worried all the time, let out a long sigh of relief.

Meng Bai was about to move, when his face suddenly changed, Zhou Shu's voice came from his ear.

Zhennan Wang Bajian! Follow me!

Mengbai gave a loud shout, and led his patrolmen to move quickly.

Although Shawu died, he still left some lists, including all the masked people hidden in the Huaxia Pavilion that he discovered.

Zhou Shu didn't bother to clean up these little characters one by one. Mengbai, the world's patrol, should play his due role.

It can't be a trivial matter, let Zhou Shu do it himself.

He is not an old lady of the human race.

Deputy Pavilion Master Shi.

To disperse the crowd, Zhou Shu called Shi Songtao in front of him.

How is the recasting of the divine soldiers under heaven going?

Zhou Shu asked.

With the Huaxia Pavilion as the guarantee, most warriors from the Ten Kingdoms have handed over their divine weapons, but some people are still stubborn and refuse to hand over their divine weapons.

They threatened that they had to give them a magic weapon before they would hand over their own magic weapon.

Shi Songtao said that he was also a little upset, but he couldn't say anything about this kind of thing.

After all, Zhou Shu confessed that it cannot be forced, everything is voluntary.

Except for the people in Huaxia Pavilion, all warriors from the Ten Kingdoms obtained their divine weapons by virtue of their own strength, and the Huaxia Pavilion could not forcibly seize their own divine weapons, as that would be too detrimental to Huaxia's reputation.

I don't care about this matter. You can discuss it yourself. I only look at the result. This matter must be completed.

Zhou Shu said.

I see.

Shi Songtao nodded, and said, Give me another year, Pavilion Master, and I will definitely finish this matter, and I will never let any magic weapon be left behind.

Get this matter done as soon as possible. The normal operation of Huaxia Pavilion cannot be stopped, and you military builders can't be idle all the time.

Zhou Shu said.

Recasting the Divine Weapons of the World, taking them up and destroying them is only the first step, and it is also the easiest step.

Next, consider recasting, which is the main task of Huaxia Pavilion.

There are hundreds of millions of warriors in the world, and there are countless magic soldiers.

If you receive something from someone, you must give someone something back. This is essential.

Zhou Shu's purpose is to restore the world's clarity, not to compete with the world for profit.

Zhou Shu couldn't do such a thing as robbing other people's magic weapons without any injustice or enmity.

Forging hundreds of millions of magical weapons, if only Zhou Shu is alone, he may not be able to complete it even if he is given hundreds of years.

If he really did it, then he really wouldn't have to do anything else.

I must as soon as possible!

Shi Songtao couldn't help being a little excited when he heard that he could start casting soldiers again.

It had been a long time since he had made a soldier by hand, and his heart was already itching.

Pavilion Master, Sauta—

Shi Songtao hesitated for a moment, then spoke.

He left very important information. He is a hero of Huaxia Pavilion.

Zhou Shu said calmly, You should know what to do.

I see.

Shi Songtao nodded, and said that a hero should be treated like a hero, and heroes and traitors are naturally treated differently.

Shi Songtao also felt a little regretful, Shawu was a talent, if he hadn't died, Huaxia Pavilion would have had another top talent in the future.

It's a pity that Shawu is too brainy. If he had told himself earlier that he could cooperate with him, he might not have let the matter develop to this day.

After explaining the matter, Zhou Shu let Shi Songtao go to work, while he himself returned to the casting room.

Now that the ancestral land is in ruins, everyone is either busy checking the masked organization or building it, so no one is idle.

Zhou Shu himself was temporarily idle.

For the time being, the matter of casting magic weapons is not so urgent, but it is a matter of real strength.

If there is such a mastermind behind the scenes, although Zhou Shu is not afraid, he still needs to make some preparations.

I can't afford to provoke the black hand behind the scenes.

Zhou Shu flipped his wrist, and a golden mask appeared on his palm, which was left by the man he killed before.

But the golden mask was cast by Diao Daocun. It can snatch food from the tiger's mouth and snatch the true power stolen by the magic soldier.

Zhou Shu muttered to himself, Diao Daocun is dead, these golden masks are ownerless.

He pondered for a moment, then slowly raised his arms.

I want to see, what is the origin of this real power.

Zhou Shu actually put that golden mask on his face.

The golden mask is a means used by Diao Daocun to control people. Its function is actually somewhat similar to the magic spell mastered by Zhou Shu.

Once the magic spell is put on, people will be involuntary, from body to soul.

This golden mask also has this function, but it has an additional function of improving the martial artist's cultivation.

If Diao Daocun is still alive, once Zhou Shu puts on the golden mask, he will be subject to Diao Daocun.

But now that Diao Daocun is dead, no one can control the golden mask.

Even if he wears him, no one will jump out and use the golden mask to control him.

Besides, if Zhou Shu dared to do this, he was naturally sure that he would be able to cut off the control of the golden mask.

Om—

The golden mask was worn on the face, and the golden light suddenly lit up.

Zhou Shu felt a cool feeling pouring into his face from the golden mask.

It was as if tiny tentacles protruded from the golden mask, and then penetrated into his skin, firmly fixing the golden mask to his face.

For a moment, Zhou Shu suddenly felt his eyes go dark, and then a scene appeared in front of him.

Like a starry sky, in the darkness, dots of starlight flicker faintly.

Those starlights seemed to be very far away from him, and even the light was very faint. If it wasn't for the darkness around him, he might not even be able to see the existence of these lights.

Zhou Shu's eyes widened, as if he saw silk threads spreading from the stars and falling on him.

He knew that he was not in the state of the physical body, but in the state of the soul.

The moment he put on the mask, there was power falling from those stars to his soul.

This feeling is very weak, if it is not for Zhou Shu's strong spirit, I am afraid that he will not feel the change.

This little bit of power has little impact on Zhou Shu, let alone boosting his power.

But for some weak people, these powers can indeed make them greatly improved.

Even for Zhou Shu, if it accumulates over time, it can improve its strength.

But this improvement is nothing to Zhou Shu.

Is this true strength?

Zhou Shu felt the power carefully.

Starlight-like power fell on his soul, like water drops falling into the sea, and there was no trace of it immediately.

If it hadn't been confirmed that these powers entered his soul, Zhou Shu even felt that there was no so-called true power attracted by the golden mask at all.

It's clearly in front of your eyes, but you can't catch it and feel it, giving people a feeling of uncertainty.

Zhou Shu encountered this kind of power for the first time in his life.

He tried to comprehend, but in the soul, he could only see the starlight falling on the soul.

These stars are divine soldiers?

Zhou Shu tried a few times, but it didn't work, and then he set his sights on the stars in the darkness.

These stars are still absorbing their true strength, indicating that there are still people using these magic weapons.

As far as the eye can see, there are countless stars.

Zhou Shu also frowned slightly.

He had already arranged for the people of Huaxia Pavilion to collect the world's magic soldiers, but there were still so many people left behind.

It seems that Huaxia Pavilion needs to spend some effort to take back all these magical soldiers.

Zhenli, what kind of power is it?

Zhou Shu frowned and thought.

While thinking, Zhou Shu's eyes suddenly lit up, and a group of dazzling light flickered in the darkness.

If the other stars are only the size of a mung bean, then this dazzling light is the size of an apple, more than a hundred times larger than the other stars.

Zhou Shu's heart moved, and his spirit flew towards the ray of light.

It is said that it is flying, but it is not really flying, it is just a feeling.

Including those stars, they are just the projections of the divine soldiers in Zhou Shu's consciousness through the golden mask.

This piece of starry sky was not a place that actually existed, it was just a reflection in Zhou Shu's consciousness.

In a single thought, that apple-sized ray of light quickly magnified in front of Zhou Shu's eyes.

In the dazzling light, Zhou Shu saw a strange weapon.

That Qimen weapon looks like a rake.

Zhou Shu has cast countless soldiers in his life, but he has never cast such a weapon.

When seeing this kind of weapon, a name appeared in Zhou Shu's mind for a moment.

Canopy!

According to the legend that Zhou Shu had heard in his previous life, the weapon used by the canopy marshal was a nine-toothed rake.

Of course, in this world, those characters in the legends of his previous life would not exist.

But he has already discovered that those myths and legends in the previous life may not be groundless, and they also have some specious relationship with this world.

These are not important, even if there is no legend from the previous life, the moment Zhou Shu saw this magic weapon, he also thought of the canopy marshal of the ancient heaven!

Marshal Tianpeng of Gu Tianting, in terms of official position, is still above the thirty-six generals of Gu Tianting, and in terms of strength, he is also stronger than Zhan.

Before Diao Daocun was about to die, he once shouted Canopy save me!

At that time, Zhou Shu knew that the Marshal Canopy of Gu Tianting was very likely to be alive.

Originally, he even suspected that this canopy was the mastermind behind the defect of the magic weapon.

But now it seems that it should not be.

His own divine weapon is flawed, how could he be behind the scenes?

The canopy has so much real power, more than a hundred times more than ordinary people.

Zhou Shu thought to himself, Could it be that this true strength is directly related to strength?

True power is inherently different. Some people have more and others have less. How can it be changed through practice?

Cultivation can increase lifespan, but I've never heard of it. Practice can change aptitude. If true strength is related to aptitude, it doesn't make sense.

The more Zhou Shu thought about it, he also felt that there was a big problem.

If the amount of true strength is directly related to the cultivation base, then there should be a big gap between the Dongtian Realm powerhouse and the ninth-rank warrior, but the stars here are all about the same size. Except for the canopy, the others There is not much difference.

Could it be that Tianpeng is born with so much more strength than others?

Zhou Shu looked around, almost all the stars within his sight were the size of mung bean grains, and there was only this apple-sized light cluster.

Judging from these alone, it is impossible to see the relationship between the amount of true strength and the cultivation base of the warrior.

Although I haven't figured out the root of the real power, it's a big gain to be able to find the canopy.

Zhou Shu stared at the apple-sized ball of light, and suddenly a thought came to his mind.

If he swallowed this ball of light, what effect would it have?

True power is also a kind of power, and this kind of power can change the origin of people.

Based on Zhou Shu's current knowledge, the more real power, the better.

Ordinary people's true strength is only as small as a sesame mung bean, but this ball is the size of an apple. Although Zhou Shu doesn't know how much his own true strength is, it is obvious that if he can really swallow such a large ball of true strength, it will be very difficult for him. Said, there will be great benefits.

If it was before, Zhou Shu would not have this idea.

Canopy once left countless materials for casting soldiers in Zhu Rongtian, and asked Zhan to help him restore the atlas of the magic soldiers. He also instructed the jade talisman Huofu Heavenly General Wang E to stay in the ancestral land and help the ancestral land to retreat from the enemy.

In the past, even if Zhou Shu didn't regard Tianpeng as one of his own, he never regarded him as an enemy.

But I have experienced what happened to Diao Daocun, especially Diao Daocun's last sentence Canopy save me!

That sentence is obviously to say again, Diao Daocun and Tianpeng are in the same group!

This canopy is most likely the enemy.

Since it is an enemy, it was necessary to weaken the enemy at that time.

He didn't know where the canopy was hiding now, and he didn't know what he was planning. He wasn't even sure if he was alive before.

But now, there is no doubt that Canopy is still alive.

So, should we start with his true strength?

The canopy is still hidden in the dark now, once he gets his hands on his real power, no matter what plans he has, he will definitely not be able to hide it anymore.

Now force the canopy out, is it really good?

Although it is said that the human race in the ancestral land has no major enemies now, most of the warriors of the human race have no magic weapons, and the strength of the human race has fallen to the bottom.

It is really not a wise move to provoke the canopy at this time.

But since I can't feel the existence of true power, I may not be able to feel it that day.

Zhou Shu pondered, And the loss of true strength should not directly lead to the death of the warrior, otherwise, whoever Diao Daocun wants to die will have to die.

Since this is the case, the canopy may not be able to detect the true power of the canopy if it swallows it.

Zhou Shu showed determination on his face. He was a decisive person, so he stopped looking forward and backward.

He stretched out his hand towards the ball of light and grabbed it.

He didn't know how to seize the real power, and what he thought of was to attack directly.

boom--

Zhou Shu's soul was directly bounced away by a force, and he couldn't even touch that ray of light.

It really isn't that simple.

Zhou Shu said to himself.

It seems that you can only pass through the golden mask.

Zhou Shu's thoughts moved slightly, and he hooked up the golden mask.

The mental space shook slightly, and then he saw the nine-toothed nail rake tremble slightly in the ray of light, and then a ray of light visible to the naked eye gushed out from the ray of light and flowed into Zhou Shu's soul.

Amid the slight coolness, Zhou Shu's spirit seemed to have undergone some kind of change.

But this process didn't last long. After a few breaths, the golden mask shook again and stopped absorbing true power.

Zhou Shu thought in his heart, the golden mask is meant to be cut off, so naturally it can't be too blatant, it can only absorb so much real power every day.

If it continued, even the golden mask would be unbearable.

Although Diao Daocun's art of casting soldiers is not very good, he is really good at stealing things.

Zhou Shu complained in his heart, If I didn't look down on this kind of insidious means, I could improve this golden mask and make it more powerful.

...

In an unknowable place, a burly figure sat cross-legged. He didn't know how long he had been sitting there, as if he had existed here since ancient times. The surface of his body was even covered with a thick layer of dust.

Suddenly, his eyes opened suddenly, like a real light, shooting out more than ten feet.

My true strength is draining.

He muttered to himself, Is the time finally here?