Hail the King

This, hahaha, in the deep mountains and valleys, almost all the dead corpses have weapons in their hands. I'm afraid there are at least tens of thousands of them together. If they are all like this machete, they are fighters with perfect texture and workmanship. If so, doesn’t that mean that this place is actually an inexhaustible arsenal of fighting soldiers hahaha, these fighting soldiers are much stronger than weapons made of devil’s bones and black iron essence, even the blacksmith blacksmith Charsi, we can't forge real fighting soldiers yet!

Fei glanced over, looking at the densely packed corpses around, and those weapons that were either scattered on the ground or still stuck on the bones, his eyes couldn't help but radiated a hot light.

Putting the scimitar fighting soldier in the storage ring, Fei's fiery eyes patrolled for a while, and finally landed on a long sword-shaped weapon two meters away.

With a wave of his hand, a force surged out and took the sword in his hand.

The same as the initial appearance of the scimitar before, the sword body is covered with mottled rust and thick mossy soil crust. It has been invaded by the vicissitudes of time, giving people a distant and ancient atmosphere. With a flick of Fei's wrist, the sword body The rust and soil crust on it fell off, revealing the dark sword body wrapped underneath.

There is a thumb-thick blood groove on the smooth sword spine, and the sword body is covered with thin hair textures, and there is a faint hot breath flowing, and the tip of the sword is like a python's letter, slightly split, With two sharp barbs, it shone with a dark and strange light, as if it could swallow all light, and it was full of a coquettish beauty.

Fei casually flicked his sword lightly, the sword light shook out, and a hot breath pierced the void.

This is a fifth-tier fighting soldier with a fire attribute, not inferior to the wind-type scimitar just now!

Hahahahaha, it seems that there is nothing to do with a good character. A small underground grotto made of shampoo is connected to such a precious land. Could it be that Lao Tzu's real identity is actually the illegitimate son of the Creator God who left behind in the mortal world?

With such a huge harvest, Fei couldn't help but go crazy.

After receiving the Snake Letter Sword into the storage ring, Fei waved his hand in the air, and a three-meter-long spear was put into his hand. With a flick of his wrist, he was about to smile again, but suddenly felt a lightness in his hand, and the smile on his face froze. , the expression is extremely wonderful.

It turned out that the long spear broke inch by inch under Fei's shaking, split into pieces, and fell to the ground one after another, leaving only a half-meter-long handle in Fei's hands.

This... Fei observed carefully for a while, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

It turns out that although this spear is also a fighting soldier, its rank and rank are much lower than the previous scimitar and snake letter sword.

After a long time of invasion, it has long been decayed and lost the spirituality of fighting soldiers, and has become inferior to ordinary weapons. How could it withstand such a huge force as Fei, and suddenly shattered.

Uh... It seems that not all the weapons here have been completely preserved. After a long period of time, some fighters have been corroded and turned into mortals. It is estimated that the scimitar and the snake sword are also worn out. At first It's not just a fifth-tier fighting soldier, but after a long time, it has fallen from a high position to a fifth-tier...

Fei thought of a lot in an instant.

This discovery made Fei feel like a small flame that had just ignited and was poured with cold urine, and he was extremely disappointed.

The following observations also thoroughly proved Fei's guess.

There are at least three or four thousand weapons left in this valley, but most of them have been destroyed in the battle, leaving less than a thousand intact, and among the thousand or so Among them, most of them were rotten and became ordinary products, and many were even directly corroded by rust, so dilapidated that they could not be used at all.

You must know that even the materials used to cast the lowest-level fighting soldiers are extremely high-level and very rare magic material minerals. They have a certain degree of divinity and contain extremely high forging techniques, but they cannot withstand such a long time. Invasion, lost spirituality, no longer use value.

Fei walked all the way, carefully selecting the complete fighters from the pile of bones.

An hour later, from among the many weapons left on the ground, more than 20 fighting soldiers with preserved spirituality finally came out. It has the highest rank, reaching the eighth level, and its power is astonishing. It can increase the user's attack power by more than eight times. Those like the Crystal Staff can be used as the Ninth-Rank Sub-God Fighting Soldiers, which are the treasures of the country.

Fei walked very slowly, observing carefully along the way.

After another twenty minutes or so, there were more and more corpses under their feet, and more and more dirt and weeds.

The deeper you go, the more bones there are.

And it is obvious that the corpses who died here were all extremely powerful existences in front of them. After a long time, even if their flesh and blood had rotted away, their bones were still as hard as fine steel, releasing wisps of sharp aura , the dust is not invaded, the wind and rain are not stained, the grass does not grow, it is as clean as new, and the bones are hard, far surpassing the remains of demons.

Fei returned to the throne of troubled times, stood in the void, and did not step on the bones of these strong men.

He saw that a hundred meters ahead, there was a silver-white stone tablet about 20 meters high, shining brightly, standing among the corpses of many strong men, like a reef protruding from the sea, extremely conspicuous.

With a thought, I came to the stone tablet.

Fei found that within ten meters around the stele, there was not a single bone.

There are more than forty strong dwarves who have died in battle, wearing magic armor, guarding this stele, preferring to die rather than take a step back, like a city wall, surrounded the city shoulder to shoulder, and everyone The terrifying and brutal enemies were all blocked ten meters away from the stele. Their bodies were pierced by countless sharp blades, and they were already dead. Magic fluctuations.

The strength of these forty dwarves was extremely terrifying when they were alive, at least they were above the realm of the great sun-level venerables.

Because Fei was astonished to discover that after such a long time, they had preserved their bodies unfathomably. Through the armor, their eyebrows and eyes could be vaguely discerned, and their flesh, which was as indestructible as divine iron, shrank and tightened slightly, sticking tightly to the It looks like a mummy, but I don't know if the internal organs have also dried up.

They exude an extremely tragic air of iron and blood, just like living people.

Warriors of five or six stars, if they are not even ten meters away from them, they will be directly killed by the strong murderous intent and crushed into minced meat.

horrible! ! !

At this moment, a kind of admiration and admiration among warriors arose spontaneously. Looking at the bodies of these forty superpowers who were still standing tall despite being dead for thousands of years, Fei felt that the blood in his body was like It is like being ignited, what kind of heroism is this, able to use his own body to block the terrifying tide of enemies outside

This is the real hero!

What are they guarding?

Fei looked at the open space behind the powerful dwarves.

The ground showed a dazzling bright red, as if it had been soaked in the blood of the gods, filled with a strong bloody and murderous atmosphere, rising into the sky, without a blade of grass, it was extremely terrifying.

With Sun Fei's extraordinary strength at the top level of the half-moon level, wearing a pair of sixth-level magic equipment combat boots in the dark world, after leaving the throne of troubled times and stepping on this blood-red land, his strength has been pushed to the peak state, and he has been pushed to the top. Stimulated by the murderous aura remaining on the ground, the soles of both feet felt like pricking with steel needles, and the feet seemed to be shattered.

Fei's eyes were quickly attracted by a figure under the stele.

It was a half-lying figure of a dwarf sitting on the steps below the stele. His vitality had been completely cut off, but the corpse showed no signs of corruption. His eyes and eyebrows were clearly discernible and lifelike, as if he had just died.

His figure is slightly taller than that of ordinary dwarves. He is not wearing armor, but a very rare water-blue robe, with a silver ribbon around his waist, and a golden crown inlaid with a god stone. , with a double-edged golden battle ax more than one meter long beside him, holding a black book thirty to forty centimeters thick in one hand, and pointing to the sky with the other, with an angry face and wide-eyed eyes, It seems to be condemning and questioning something!

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