I might be a fake Ultraman

In the end, Skein was caught, and a strong man who was good at mental means forcibly read Skein's memory.

This method will make Skye's mind become deranged.

Immediately afterwards, there were also strong men who were good at soul means, searching for Skye's soul.

All the means that can be used for investigation have fallen on Skye.

There is even a strong man who strips the hair of Skain, because the strong man can travel back to the past through the hair of other creatures.

Skein kept screaming and suffered great torture, but he didn't show any attitude of begging for mercy.

But many strong men have been busy for a long time, and in the end, apart from making Skaine half dead and completely losing his intelligence, the strong men did not get any more information.

The Island of Heroes was attacked by a mysterious organization. The way Skein knew to lift the blockade was to let ten second-level guardians explode themselves to attack the blockade.

Elsewhere, Skein recalled nothing.

Skain is just a pawn thrown out to talk. His memory has been cleaned up long ago, and even his fate has been cleaned up, making it difficult for the strong to trace his past.

Use a strong man with the strength of a second-level guardian as a pawn.

I have to say, it's really surprising.

Because of this matter, it is entirely possible to sacrifice only a first-level guardian, or even a pawn below the guardian.

After all, not only the guardians of various races came to the meeting, but also some representatives whose strength did not reach the level of guardians.

No, this is no longer a pawn, this is a dead soldier!

Except for the Bright Moon Elves and Humans who wanted to vent their anger, the other races had no interest in the half-dead Skaine.

Not all, some strong men who are good at undead methods are very interested in Skaine's corpse.

But then, there was a long silence.

Because, if what Skein says is true.

Which races present are willing to dedicate ten second-level guardians?

"There must be other ways to break the blockade!"

"That's right!"

"Don't worry about the Island of Heroes. There are still many strong people outside. Our clan still has a second-level guardian outside. It will be fine...probably."

No race is willing to risk a second-level guardian for no reason, to self-destruct to break the blockade meaninglessly.

They feel that things are not yet at their worst.

There are still many guardians on the island of heroes. Perhaps the strength of the second-level guardians is relatively small, but they are not so easy to defeat.

Only the people in the human seats were still worried about Baili Yuan.

The other races haven't lost yet, and the human race may be about to lose a second-level guardian.

Judging from Skaine's attitude, Baili Yuan may be more ill-fortune than good.

But why use the strong man of my human race to operate!

...

Racial floor - Swamp troll clan floor.

At this time, there were a group of uninvited guests in the racial floor of the swamp trolls.

In the hall.

Several strong swamp trolls who were seriously injured were covered in bandages and had already received some treatment. They were sitting on the edge of the hall.

And on the luxurious seat in the center of the hall, which should have been the seat of the inheritors of the swamp troll clan heroes, there were several non-swamp troll clan existences sitting, among them were the shadow moon elves.

In the middle of the main hall, several inheritors of heroes belonging to the swamp troll clan were tied up at this time, and all their strength was restricted. They fell to the ground and tried to struggle.

But there is no room for resistance.

The several inheritors of the heroes of the swamp troll clan looked angrily at the uninvited guests occupying their seats, and shouted loudly: "No matter what you try to do, it is impossible to succeed. You are going to be the enemy of the whole world."

The uninvited guests sitting on the chairs just smiled and didn't say much.

However, the inheritors of the swamp troll clan's heroes are not really angry with these intruders, but with their fellow clansmen who plot against them——

Guardians of the badly wounded swamp trolls.

The hero inheritor turned his head, stared at the guardians angrily, and shouted: "You are betraying the race, the ancestors, and the world! Hate!"

How could they have been caught so easily if they hadn't been plotted against and drugged by their most trusted peers.

They have badges of honor. As long as they burst out with strength, it will be difficult for the enemy to catch them, and they will also have a chance to bring out the information.

However, several guardians who were scolded by the inheritors sneered, and the troll shaman stood up with a smile, approached several inheritors, and said in a flat tone: "No, we did not betray the race, because we made these It is the powerhouses in the clan who decide!"

"It should be said that you inheritors are guarding the honor of the so-called inheritors, talking about unknown heroic will, but never thinking of making profits for the race. Now you have to block the road of the race becoming stronger, you are the race Betrayer!"

"Those inheritors who went out and Hui nationality, they have been completely wiped out because they betrayed the race."

Hearing the troll shaman's words, several inheritors widened their eyes.

The words of the troll shaman also chilled them.

Those who guarded the inheritance and honor of their ancestors were regarded as traitors by the race, and those colleagues who went out to return to the clan were killed by the strong in the clan.

How sad this is!

"What on earth are you going to do? What kind of interests is it that makes the race do such crazy behavior?!" A inheritor was extremely shocked and questioned.

"Of course it's for the rise of the entire race!" The troll shaman said enthusiastically.

"You are killing yourself!"

"Heh, in this world, if you are not crazy, you can't survive. If you don't face death, how can you go further." The troll shaman slowly narrated, as if he was trying to persuade several inheritors to surrender. After all, as inheritors, they are all races. If it is possible, how can you just give up like this, "Although there are occasional different worlds coming to this world, the important resources in the world are still limited. However, the eternal contract of heroes limits the power of powerful races. Expand outward to obtain more resources. The contract is narrow. Only by breaking the contract can our family migrate freely, leave the swamp where life is difficult, obtain more resources, and make the people of the tribe live better. Let the race There will be more strong ones!"

"Bah, you are farting, the eternal contract is to protect the weak race and liberate those races that should be slaves! Don't forget, our race was originally a vassal race of the forest trolls, and it was because of the eternal contract that our race To be able to develop steadily in the clan land and establish a country of the swamp troll clan, instead of being captured and mutilated by the powerful race. Have you all forgotten these? The weak race is not bullied by the powerful race because of the contract. The possibility of rising." The inheritor sneered, and then looked at the Mingyue elves, "And it is because of the contract that those stupid races that bring themselves to perish can survive. Also because of the contract, many races It has not become history!"

"Man-made disaster"!

A word that does not exist in the history of the human race, spoken by the inheritors of the swamp troll clan at this time, seems to be the tip of the iceberg of a certain buried history.

From the perspective of the inheritors, the current group of uninvited guests, as well as their own race, are simply picking up the bowl to eat and putting down the bowl to scold their mothers.

"It's too late to turn around now!" The inheritor said earnestly.

The words of the inheritor made the troll priest unhappy.

"If you don't obey the will of the clan, you already have a way to die!"

With that said, the troll priest was about to stand up and finish the inheritor of the words.

However, he was stopped by the powerhouse of the Mingyue elves.

The powerhouse of the Mingyue Elf clan stared at the inheritor who spoke, showed a meaningful smile, and said, "The stupid race you are talking about is my clan, right?"

"Hmph!" The inheritor snorted coldly.

The strong Mingyue elves didn't mind, but took out a bottle of potion, and said slowly: "It's too wasteful to kill like this. After all, he is an inheritor. Let him dedicate one last time to the race. This is Wangchen The poison, which can change the character and will of a living being, is a secret poison of our family, so far, it has only failed once. It can be used on this inheritor, and it will not fail."

Hearing the words of the strong Mingyue elves, the inheritor widened his eyes and closed his mouth tightly.

However, the inheritors who have been controlled are the meat on the chopping board, and it is not up to him if they are not injected with water.

...

The strong Mingyue elves said to the troll priest: "For the sake of the plan, all the representatives of your swamp trolls sacrificed. You really have a dedication, which is admirable."

The troll priest shook his head, "This is what they should do, and the clan will remember them."

The strong man of the Mingyue elves sneered in his heart, he understood the thoughts of the swamp trolls very clearly.

Although it was a plan to avoid revealing clues, the death of the representatives of the swamp troll clan was just a bitter show. If the plan fails, the swamp trolls can use this scene to protect themselves. If it succeeds, then these representatives of death are all heroes of the race.

In the end, it was just that some civil servants who were not at the guardian level died.

"However, it is even more admirable for you Mingyue elves to sacrifice a second-level guardian." The troll priest said, not sure if he was responding to the strong Mingyue elves, or really felt The sacrifice is really great.

The powerhouse of the Mingyue elves smiled, "He is just making one last sacrifice for the race, and it is a necessary sacrifice for the reconstruction of our race."

The troll priest laughed.

Behind them stood several inheritors with dull eyes. They were all ready to "dedicate" to the race one last time.

...

the depths of the universe.

The easter egg system turns into a big ball of light and appears out of thin air.

"Been teleported here? Where is this place?" The easter egg system was a little confused.

Seeing the end of the teleportation, Bailiyuan also lay down at the door of the home space and looked out.

Determine the situation before finding your way back.

We can only take one step at a time, and the future is unbelievable.

Then Baili Yuan looked around, and then showed a somewhat forced smile.

"Hey, hey, are you kidding, using such a big scene to deal with me?"

Seeing this star field, in the surrounding universe, there are thousands of monsters, monsters, and many strange creatures that can move in the universe.

This is the monster arena prepared for Bailiyuan!

"Where did you find so many dangerous monsters?" Baili Yuan suspected that the enemy who looked ahead to him in the future might have seen through the upcoming battle before preparing so many monsters.

It's really not enough for Baili Yuan to kill if there are fewer.

But that might be too much.