The Bald Monk in the City

Chapter 1114 The Eve of Intertwining (One more!)

The body of the titan of order kept falling, and its body, which had completely lost its vitality, could no longer carry its will.

Yi Qiu stared at all this quietly, and he didn't make any other superfluous movements.

As a member of a powerful race like the dragons, the loss of the titan of order spelled some kind of trouble.

Yi Qiu didn't know how many titans of order existed in this plane system.

However, judging from the current situation, the relationship between them must have entered a stage of hostility.

Perhaps, from the very beginning, there was an irreconcilable conflict between Yi Qiu and the Titans of Order.

Just like the druid who guards the jungle and the woodcutter who relies on the development of timber resources to change the status quo of life, there will always be some bloody traces...

Yi Qiu knew that as he continued to destroy the number of planes increased.

Enemies like Order Titans may not be in the minority.

After all, the planes he wants to destroy far exceed the sum of the planes he destroyed before.

And this will inevitably involve the interests and plans of many existences, and will also have a chain impact on a large number of planes.

Yi Qiu stared at the chaotic void in front of him, which was a distorted realm exuding an aura of ancient darkness.

At this moment, his will is not fluctuated by other things.

But this does not mean that he cannot feel the impact of those existences.

Although, it's not that obvious...

You killed an Order Titan, and your relationship with the Order Titan camp has dropped to hostility!

You got the item: the power core of the order titan.

At this time, a new reminder message appeared on Yi Qiu's retina.

Yi Qiu ignored it, and moved his gaze to a deeper place in the chaotic void.

There, an evil plane blocked by the titans of order awaits him...

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Failed?

The voice of Angry Sargeres seemed a little dull, and there were some subtle emotions that were hard to describe.

It was not so willing to deal with that dangerous godslayer, but now it seemed to have no other choice.

For the first time it began to feel what it was like to be the ruler and the ruler.

It was also the first time I experienced a certain involuntary state of being an upper class.

But it will not escape, and in its view, danger does not mean absolute judgment...

No, it worked...

Tacles looked up into the dark void, knowing he had touched some dangerous territory.

It doesn't do much, though.

In fact, it just acts as a transmitter of information...

What Tacles learned about the Titans of Order was discovered by accident.

After gaining an in-depth understanding of the relevant characteristics of the Order Titans, Tacles deeply recorded them in the depths of his dark consciousness.

In its view, these extremely stubborn guys are a kind of violent but sharp weapon.

All it takes is some means, and they can be driven by it.

However, the price of dancing blades has always been dangerous.

Tacles has already made relevant preparations.

Stubbornness does not mean stupidity.

Titans of Order, as ancient creations, they are able to find those trivial clues after all.

But at this moment, all trials that are not imminent are superfluous.

It needs to frantically move and drive all the forces that can be used, so that it may have a chance of survival.

Tacles has already vaguely smelled some uneasiness, and it always feels that this storm will far exceed its expectations...

This is destined to be the cataclysm that will be remembered forever in the history of this plane system...

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You said you longed for power?

Ding Chu looked at Numu in front of him, his words seemed a little calm.

Go to the cave over there and ask the people there for a special magic dish.

Ding Chu looked at Numu, then pointed towards the area where Xin An was located:

After eating, as long as the food effect is not dispelled, you are an extraordinary unit.

Maybe not that powerful, but it's a truly extraordinary unit.

You don't need any training, you just need to eat the next piece of food...

How about it, are you interested?

Ding Chu continued to play with knives boringly, but Numu's answer didn't interest him.

He has seen many people who have overcome great difficulties and dangers and climbed to the top of this mountain above the sky.

There are many answers they gave, and power is really not a word with connotation.

Because in most cases, people simply don't understand whether what they desire is power itself, or an addition to power.

It is the gaze that longs for people's expectations and admiration to fill the recognition needs of intelligent life under the social system;

Or rely on power to seek a better life and satisfy the desires that fill the heart...

Ding Chu shook his head calmly, he didn't want to teach such a person.

Even though they seem determined, they still fail to understand their deepest desires.

Such people, they can actually achieve something in terms of strength.

But in spiritual practice, they will have some ups and downs.

Or, bring some unnecessary troubles...

Ding Chu doesn't like trouble...

No, I guess that's not why I'm here...

Numu took a sip of water, then looked at Ding Chu and said.

The previous experience of lack of water during the climb up made him suddenly have a new feeling for this tasteless liquid.

Numu knew that he had to fight for it by himself, because now the Zong in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly lost the news...

Sure enough, the gods are untrustworthy!

Even a guy who has lost his priesthood!

Numu complained silently in his heart.

As a mixed race, its life is not too difficult.

Of course, this is its personal feeling.

After all, it doesn't need to care about those intersecting gazes.

Someone once said that hybrids would become more sensitive, but Numu thinks it's just that they meet more vulnerable individuals...

It watches over the lush mountains, but the starry sky is still out of reach.

In the half-wild blood, how can there be no desire to fight with swords?

It's just that sometimes, cold death makes people more rational...

If you desire more, you will only lose more...

Ding Chu squinted his eyes, but he was still not surprised.

Just like those people before them, they spent a lot of hard work to climb up, and there will always be some ambitions that they don't know.

Ding Chu was very patient, because this was considered a rare entertainment on this mountain.

Of course, as for why he went down the mountain like Yin Zhongyi or Yuan Yinyin...

Ding Chu played with the butcher knife in his hand, which had accompanied him for a hundred years.

Even now, it is still as clean as new.

But other than that, is there anything else under the mountain that can leave traces of him like this butcher knife?

Those who choose the era of exile will eventually be exiled by the era...