traveler of time and space

He was not on the battlefield of the Orcs, but in a world of ice and snow, all the power in his body seemed to be lost, and he felt that he was just a slightly stronger mortal at the moment.

This is the North.

Ahead is the land of ice and snow.

Su Ziyu was only wearing a thin linen shirt, her long hair was draped casually, and her feet were empty. She stepped on the extremely cold ice and snow with her bare feet, and the howling cold wind brought a biting coldness. It cut through his skin like a knife.

"I should go." Su Ziyu suddenly had an understanding in his heart.

Then he strode forward, following the biting wind and snow in front of him, and walked barefoot towards the country of ice and snow thousands of miles away. Su Ziyu understood his situation at the moment, as if he had fallen into some kind of trial illusion In the middle, or this is what a certain existence once experienced. When he was just an ordinary mortal, a weak mortal, he once walked through such a road of trials.

Walk thousands of miles barefoot.

From the cold northern border to the snow-covered extreme northern country, a certain existence has used this method to sharpen his will, but this is not his ultimate goal.

Su Ziyu closed his eyes to feel the restless divine power in his body.

They are restless!

They are afraid!

Su Ziyu continued his journey. Wearing thin linen clothes, he stepped barefoot on the icy snow, moving forward step by step, without using any extraordinary ability, just walking forward step by step. The ubiquitous chill penetrated into his body, and his arms, cheeks, and feet soon began to turn slightly blue from the cold, because there were no shoes to protect them, and scars began to be left on the soles of his feet.

The ground is very rough, with stones, dead branches, and inconspicuous thorns. The frostbite is gradually accumulating, and the scratches on his body are also increasing bit by bit.

But every step he took, Su Ziyu felt as if a hammer was beating his spiritual will constantly. He was fighting against the cold, the strong wind, and unknown enemies and monsters. He was hungry. Drink only a little water, eat hard black bread, do not light a bonfire at night, but sit cross-legged on a cold rock in the dark with a machete and meditate.

This is the practice of the Juggernaut.

When he woke up the next day, his body was almost covered with wind and snow, his hands holding the weapon were almost frozen into ice, and a little bit of flesh could be torn off with a little force.

His body became weaker and weaker, and his body became thinner and thinner.

In just a day or two, the frostbite on Su Ziyu's body was so severe that his skin was torn apart and his body was covered in bruises, but a strong will was supporting his body which was already close to the limit, and supported him to move forward step by step.

One day, two days, three days...

Time passed day by day like this, and at the end Su Ziyu didn't know how far he had gone, and there was only one thought left in his mind, which was to go all the way forward, go down, and look at the Lord of Death, What exactly did he experience back then, what he was able to do when he was a mortal, he can also do the same.

The cold and tiredness seemed to have drained Su Ziyu's last vitality. His whole body was already withered, as if he might run out of fuel at any time, but at some point, his eyes were full of light, and his body was getting stronger and stronger. If he is weak, the light in his eyes becomes more substantial.

In the end, he even lost his sense of pain, but his whole body seemed to be beaten into one body.

He has never felt so strong in his spiritual will.

at last.

A snow-covered city wall appeared in front of him. Su Ziyu stopped slowly. He arrived at his destination. Without using any extraordinary power, he walked barefoot in the ice and snow in the northern land. It took him seven days to walk a whole day. thousand kilometers.

Just when Su Ziyu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that this trial should end.

He was in a trance for a moment.

Then at the next moment, some kind of will forced him to clenched the scimitar in his hand, and then everything in front of him was gradually distorted. The snow-covered high wall of the northern border disappeared, and a torch with countless skulls burning appeared in front of him. The magnificent throne made of blood and bones, surrounded by countless demons, and on the top of the throne is a burly and hideous figure.

——"The Killer [Death Incarnation]!"

Thousands of demons suddenly turned their heads to look at Su Ziyu, and then rushed over like a tide, surrounded him in an instant, tore him apart, and dozens of sharp blades pierced his body.

But he didn't die, on the contrary, his physical injuries were recovering rapidly.

"This is the spiritual world."

"It's the throne of fear projected by the divinity of death!" A little enlightenment emerged from the bottom of his heart, and Su Ziyu suddenly knew what he should do.

Walk thousands of miles barefoot.

Now is the moment when his spiritual will is tempered to the limit, and what he has to do now is to defeat the death divinity in front of him in the spiritual world. A little divine power.

He seems to have experienced similar visions before, but he didn't do it well enough because he wasn't ready for it.

One is to hastily deal with the backlash of the divine nature, while the other is to travel thousands of miles barefoot, temper the spirit to the limit, and finally fight to the death with the incarnation of the divine nature!

Su Ziyu understood a little bit why he was still unable to fully control the power of divinity.

"come!"

Su Ziyu, who wanted to understand this, let out a low growl, clenched the weapon in his hand, and rushed directly towards the killer at the top of the Throne of Fear, while tens of thousands of people rushed towards him in front of him. A ferocious demon.

If he can't even complete the trial road that others have gone through, what qualifications does he have to become the guardian of time and space?

"kill!"

There is only one goal in Su Ziyu's sight, and that is to climb to the top of the Throne of Fear.

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Chapter 67 Time and Space Apostle

Blood flowed down the stairs of bones.

Dilapidated demon corpses were scattered around the bone altar. They piled up into mountains. The filthy and hot blood washed the inscriptions on the sides of the altar. Countless limbs and arms began to burn after being stained with the blue soul fire. , as Su Ziyu stepped towards the top throne of fear step by step, the faint blue soul fire also bloomed and burned one after another, like a ghost lamp guiding the direction.

It was the throne at the top of the Abyss God Kingdom. At a glance, it looked like a twisted and clenched huge white bone palm. The sharp finger bones pierced the sky. A jewel of fire and blood of fear.

Su Ziyu finally stopped in front of the throne of fear.

But he did not ascend to this throne, even though there were no demons around him that could stop him.

Because this is not his throne.

He just turned around and quietly looked down at this kingdom of gods in the abyss, feeling what he had gained from fighting all the way up from the lowest point of the kingdom of God, step by step.

There is no kindness, no mercy, and no morality.

Here he can feel the most real appearance of the abyss, and he can see the demons begging for mercy one second, but stabbing sharp blades from the shadows behind them with ferocious faces in the next second, he can feel that he is in the midst of killing Little by little, the weakness, pity and kindness of the past have been stripped away.Every time he died in the hands of the devil, it was as if a hammer hit his heart, making his will stronger and faster, and he swung the knife faster and faster without any hesitation.

Kill all enemies that block your progress!

It doesn't matter whether they are cute and pitiful coquettish succubi, or vicious Barlow flame demon, or glamorous succubus who can transform into the desire to spy on power with clever words and fickleness.

Kill them all!Not one left!

This is what the master of death once did, and now Su Ziyu has experienced it again.

"What a terrifying person!..." Su Ziyu murmured standing in front of the Throne of Fear.