Who Awakened His Talent?

"Boom~"

Accompanied by a violent tremor, a vast and powerful pressure descended on the Great Wall of Bones.

Countless soldiers were overwhelmed by this breath.

The next moment.

A huge eyeball suddenly appeared and hung in the void!

"Eye of Death!"

Nie Zhiyuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face was solemn.

He can be called invincible among demigods, but he is still not good enough to face the true gods.

However, this is not an excuse to retreat.

"When the soldiers fight, all the formations are in front of the line!"

Nie Zhiyuan quickly spit out the nine-character mantra, and his aura suddenly surged several times.

He held an ancient long sword and rushed into the sky, facing the huge eye of death.

The Great Wall of Bones has just stabilized, and we can't let this guy come to destroy it again!

I saw Nie Zhiyuan bursting with brilliant golden light, as if he was possessed by a war fairy, and he shuttled through with great momentum.

"Puff!"

Almost instantly, the long sword in Nie Zhiyuan's hand pierced through the Eye of Death.

"Hmm?"

This sword seemed simple, but in fact it contained the blessing of Taoism, which was enough to kill an ordinary demigod.

But something strange happened. The huge Eye of Death was not damaged at all.

On the contrary, a wisp of cold black air penetrated into Nie Zhiyuan's body, making him freeze.

"Damn it!"

Nie Zhiyuan cursed inwardly and quickly circulated the Taoist scriptures to resist the breath of death.

This seemed to be a fatal flaw, but the Eye of Death had no intention of pursuing the victory. It just used its eyes to constantly sweep up and down the Great Wall of Bones, as if searching for something.

At this time, Su Yu was silent and slowly raised the muzzle of the gun.

Even if the opponent was a true god.

Even if he was likely to be killed instantly.

He had the courage to show his sword.

However, just when Su Yu and Nie Zhiyuan were about to give it a try, the Eye of Death suddenly spoke: "I have no intention of being your enemy."

Its eyes became pious.

"I come here to follow the guidance of fate and will help you fight against the abyss."

As soon as these words came out, the whole place suddenly became quiet, and all eyes were focused on the Eye of Death.

"What? What did you say?"

Nie Zhiyuan rubbed his sore waist, looking confused.

The other soldiers were even more confused, looking at the Eye of Death suspiciously.

Aren't you the lackey of the goddess of death? Who would believe this?

In the command center, commanders such as Lin Taishan also looked unbelieving, and their eyes seemed to say: Are you kidding me?

"The guidance of fate..."

Su Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and various thoughts flashed through his mind quickly.

Why doesn't this thing look very smart?

The Eye of Death ignored everyone's doubts.

After the pupils turned for a while, they locked directly on Su Yu, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes:

"The breath of fate, are you the spokesperson of my Lord?"

Its voice was full of awe and excitement, even with a touch of fanaticism.

Everyone was shocked and couldn't help but look at Su Yu.

My Lord?

When did Su Yu become the spokesperson of the Goddess of Death?

"Spokesperson? I guess the Goddess of Death wants to kill me more."

Su Yu curled his lips and said.

"Not the Goddess of Death."

The Eye of Death shook slightly:

"The Kingdom of Death has gradually withered, and only fate can save us..."

"Fate?"

Su Yu's face was strange. This was the nth time that the Eye of Death mentioned fate.

Could this Eye of Death have misunderstood something after experiencing the modification of fate?

It doesn't feel impossible, after all, this guy seems to be a little mentally retarded.

After Su Yu pondered for a moment, he nodded, threw out a thread of fate, and tentatively said: "You guessed right, I am indeed related to fate."

"Sure enough!"

At the moment of seeing the thread of fate, light suddenly burst out from the pupil of the Eye of Death.

"God's messenger! Please help me get rid of the control of the Goddess of Death!" The Eye of Death was extremely excited and his voice was hoarse.

The next moment, it rushed towards Su Yu, and excitedly wrapped the thread of fate around itself.

It even took the initiative to disperse the divine power protection, allowing the thread of fate to cut scars on its body.

However, under the passive influence of Su Yu's Ragnarok, the connection between the Eye of Death and the Goddess of Death was unexpectedly weakened a lot!

This made the Eye of Death even more excited, and it used its body to rub the thread of fate even more desperately.

It even used too much force and forcibly broke several threads of fate.

"It works! Hahaha! Thank you, God!"

The Eye of Death looked like a husky rolling in the mud.

This guy, can't he really be transformed from the eyes of a husky?

Su Yu looked at the bloody Eye of Death and was stunned for a while.

Everyone was stunned, wondering what was going on with this Eye of Death.

After a while, it finally stopped with satisfaction.

Most of its connection with the Goddess of Death was cut off, leaving only some deep-rooted connections in the origin.

However, the Eye of Death was very satisfied to be able to achieve this.

"Thank you, God! Please take care of me in the future. I will obey your orders unconditionally."

It bowed solemnly and humbly.

"Uh..."

Su Yu scratched his head and was speechless for a while.

It seems that the benefits of having a high luck value are slowly showing up. Otherwise, wouldn’t there be a true god-level thug who comes to join him out of nowhere?

"Okay, you go and help strengthen the barrier of the Great Wall of Bones first."

After a while, Su Yu ordered, and at the same time, he threw a mythical spear to the life weapon to slowly digest it.

"As commanded."

Eye of Death respectfully agreed, then turned around and began to use magic, constantly adding powerful barriers to the Great Wall of Bones.

Looking at the hard-working eyes of death, everyone was a little in disbelief.

At the same time, there was a strong look of envy in their eyes.

This is a real god!

Although he is not ranked among the true gods, he is still a being who can crush demigods at will. Was he just subdued by Su Yu?

"Brother Yu... ugh... awesome!"

Fang Ke and Lu Xinghuo were lying on the stretcher, retching and shouting excitedly. The stamina of that mouthful of god-level black konjac had obviously not worn off yet.

Nie Zhiyuan struggled to get up from the ground, patted the dust on his Taoist robe, looked at the eye of death that had forced him to control him for a long time, and couldn't help but said: "Boy, how did you do that?"

Su Yu spread his hands, "Maybe I'm too handsome?"

"...Don't talk nonsense." Nie Zhiyuan looked disdainful, "Seriously, what happened just now? Why did it call you the envoy? What is the fate it said?"

Hearing this, Su Yu shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know, maybe this guy is not very intelligent. Who knows what it is thinking?"

"Really? As the strongest fortune teller in history, do you really have anything to do with the God of Destiny?" Nie Zhiyuan asked suspiciously.

"If there is a relationship, it should be a life-or-death relationship. You also know that I am a 'fate master'." Su Yu spread his hands again.

After saying that, he took out another divine weapon from his arms and prepared to throw it to the life weapon to devour it.

"etc!"

This time, Nie Zhiyuan suddenly stopped Su Yu's movements.

"I didn't expect you to replace this thing..."

He snatched the mythical weapon from Su Yu's hand, then gritted his teeth and handed a white cloth bag to Su Yu.

"I have great use for this thing. I will exchange it with you for this Qiankun Bag."

"Then didn't I make a lot of money?" Su Yu took it with a smile.

Although the Qiankun Bag is also mythical equipment, this thing is much more valuable than ordinary mythical equipment.

Not only does it have a huge storage space, but it can also store mythical equipment.

Ordinary storage bags cannot store even epic weapons, but this Qiankun bag solves one of Su Yu's problems.

trouble.

There is an identical one in the munitions department, but the exchange requires a full seven million battle credits.

Su Yu really made money this time.

Nie Zhiyuan's face was aching, and he watched with reluctance as Su Yu moved the contents of the storage bag into the Qiankun bag.

Out of sight and out of mind, he turned to the Yuandi City next to him and shouted: "Xiao Tao, come here!"

"Buzz!"

There was a flash of black light, and Tao Xinjue's figure instantly appeared in front of Nie Zhiyuan.

"Master Nie, what are your orders?"

"Take this thing and get familiar with it, then join us in the expedition into the abyss tomorrow."

After that, Nie Zhiyuan handed the mythical weapon into Tao Xinjue's hands.

Looking at the long, black object, Tao Xinjue was stunned: "This is...a trumpet? No, it's a suona?"

Tao Xinjue's eyes widened and he looked at it carefully, with a look of shock and confusion on his face.

He recognized that it was a suona, and it was a mythical suona.

But musical instrument-type weapons must be used correctly to exert their maximum power. You can’t play this thing yourself?

Moreover, as a demigod-level assassin, why would he use the suona as a weapon?

"I don't know how to brag, right?"

"Hurry up and get familiar with it. You must be able to play it tomorrow. This is an order!" Nie Zhiyuan urged, looking impatient.

"Okay." Even though his heart was full of doubts, Tao Xinjue still nodded.

This Imperial Master usually seems unreliable, but he is indeed worthy of the title of Great Xia's No. 1 Lao Yinbi. He is right to listen to him.