The End of the World: At the beginning, I seized the SSS-level superpower

As the last batch of angels died, Zhao Yin immediately ordered the battlefield to be cleaned up.

All the people and their contracted beasts continued to work despite their tired bodies.

The battlefield was not big, and a total of 6,000 elders and 400 angels were killed.

Otherwise, Zhao Yin couldn't have wasted too much time at this time!

He had to return to Zhongzhou immediately and take everyone with him.

It’s not that Zhao Yin is timid, that’s a four-winged angel!

Just thinking about it made his heart tremble.

Even if he sacrificed the entire core of the world, all the contracted beasts, everyone around him, including his own lifespan...all to the forbidden object, he might not be able to kill the other party.

Even if the core of the world is introduced, the clone of the ancestor spirit is just a serving of food.

As for his original idea, using the ancestral portal to lead to the corpse demon world...

In front of the four-winged angel, it is just wishful thinking.

Zhao Yin estimated that such an existence could easily destroy the second life space.

After all, it's just a fragment of a dead world.

With the opponent's terrifying speed, there was no way that Zhao Yin would have the chance to step into the ancestral-level portal...

The battlefield was cleared quickly, with more than 10,000 contracted beasts dispatched at the same time.

All the space equipment and damaged combat equipment of the 6,000-member Elderly Group were collected.

The four hundred angels all had spatial equipment on them, and their armors were all destroyed by the bombardment of demigod-level supernatural powers. However, the cross swords they used during their lifetime were still intact.

Even the bodies of the four hundred angels were merely damaged, not burned in flames.

Zhao Yin waved his hand and put everything into the core of the world.

Without taking time to take a closer look, he quickly put all the people and contracted beasts, corpse demons, and zombie kings into the life space.

Soon, Zhao Yin was the only one left in the entire valley, and the rest turned into ruins.

Zhao Yin sensed something and looked outside the valley.

A group of people, about five thousand in number, were striding into the valley.

The leader was Liu Zifan. With their life levels, they were unable to intervene in the previous battle.

Song Xiaodao asked them to leave from the valley entrance, but now he turned back.

"Lord Beast God!"

Liu Zifan suddenly stood at attention, took a standard military posture, and saluted Zhao Yin!

"Thank you for saving my life!"

"Thank you, Lord Beast God, for saving my life!"

Nearly five thousand soldiers stood at attention with a bang.

Because of Zhao Yin's family background before the end of the world, he always looked up to soldiers.

Remembering that the four-winged angel was about to arrive, these soldiers had no equipment and no extraordinary supplies.

At their speed, they couldn't get very far.

If left unchecked, the only way left is death.

"Do you have any plans?" Zhao Yin asked.

In the dark snowy night, a group of soldiers were like stray dogs, many of them had no clothes on.

It is conceivable that he must have been humiliated in every way by the senior citizen group before.

Liu Zifan smiled bitterly: "When the apocalypse began, we just wanted to clear the sea of ​​corpses as quickly as possible and restore the clear skies of Daxia...but we never expected...!"

"I didn't expect the zombies to evolve so quickly. What's even more terrifying is the onset of winter... The entire world has been cut off from life!"

Liu Zifan spoke calmly, as if he was talking about something ordinary.

"Before the arrival of the Elderly Group, we heard that a beast god appeared in Zhongzhou, integrated the strength of all parties, and found cold-resistant crops... It's a pity that the six million ordinary survivors we sheltered can't cross the sea of ​​corpses!"

"In the end, aliens and human traitors arrived, and all six million survivors died...!"

At this point, a hint of anger finally appeared in Liu Zifan's eyes.

"They slaughtered them all right in front of us, and the blood flowed like a river...!"

"Many children were cooked and eaten on the spot, and the rest were teleported back to the Angel Tribe to be used as blood food by the alien race!"

"Master Beast God...!"

Liu Zifan slowly raised his head, his eyes were already bloodshot, and he spoke hoarsely: "Please let us follow you, kill the angels, and avenge the people of Daxia!"

"Please take us in, Lord Beast God. We are willing to serve you at all times. Please lead us to kill the aliens!"

After he finished speaking, Liu Zifan put aside the dignity of the military district commander and slowly knelt on one knee.

"Please take me in, Lord Beast God!"

"Please, Lord Beast God, take us in!" Five thousand soldiers knelt down and shouted loudly.

"Please take me in, Lord Beast God!"

"..."

Zhao Yin listened to the deafening shouts, as if it was their salvation in despair.

In fact, he had previously thought about taking in a group of humans in the core of the world.

After all, although the contracted beasts are strong, they are still inferior to humans in many things.

For example, when Zhao Yin was not around, almost no one could communicate with them except Song Xiaodao and a few other girls.

Humans can do many miscellaneous tasks better.

But in Zhao Yin's heart, the truly ideal human race is the 30,000 evolved people in Zhongzhou who have experienced the test.

This is also the reason why Zhao Yin had previously given Meng Ke'an a large amount of evolutionary potions and supplies.

He planned to take those 30,000 people away and train another group of evolvers for Zhongzhou...

But at this moment, as if it was destined, he met Liu Zifan and others.

If he didn't take them away, they would surely die at the hands of the four-winged angel, and Zhao Yin couldn't bear it.

There wasn't much time to think about it.

Any words of restraint are meaningless at this moment.

"After following me, you will become my, Zhao Yin's, private property. Are you willing?" Zhao Yin said in a deep voice.

"Lord Beast God, you saved our lives. You have protected the entire Zhongzhou. You are a hero of Daxia. Liu Zifan is willing to serve you forever!"

Liu Zifan had almost no hesitation.

Zhao Yin didn't say anything more. Time was running out, so he simply raised his hand and a large amount of teleportation force descended upon him.

Five thousand soldiers quickly disappeared on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, only Liu Zifan was left. Zhao Yin raised his hand, ready to take him away...

"Wait, Lord Beast God!" Liu Zifan suddenly spoke.

Zhao Yin paused and looked at him in confusion.

Liu Zifan clasped his fists and bowed deeply: "Master Beast God, there is a human hero imprisoned here, please help me."

"Human hero?" Zhao Yin's eyes deepened for a moment.

Liu Zifan was talking about the heroes of the human race, not the heroes of Daxia.

He vaguely guessed something.

"Reporting to Lord Beast God, I don't know the details, but I heard an elderly outsider mention that he was a human warrior from a battlefield outside the world!"

"She was originally there to protect those outsiders from the old world. She traveled through the void for four thousand years, but unfortunately was captured by the angels. She would rather die than surrender!"

After Liu Zifan finished speaking, Zhao Yin's pupils shrank.

He already knew the origins of the senior citizen group.

They came from the Eighth Battlefield, where the Red Armor was destroyed. They were a group of elite humans who fled.

"Where are the people?" Zhao Yin asked.

Liu Zifan was overjoyed, knowing that Zhao Yin agreed. He immediately stood up and pointed in the direction of the angel god statue.

Zhao Yin looked back and saw that the statue had already been broken into pieces. There was actually a natural cave behind the original statue.

It was pitch black, and I couldn't see anything. I could sense no breathing, no heartbeat, not even a trace of supernatural fluctuations.