Ascension

Chapter 55 Descendants of the Gods

"resurrection……"

As if being severely ravaged by the torrential rain and lightning, Hua Zhu's pupils froze for a moment.

Of course, she understood the meaning of this word.

But... is it really possible?

The world of spirits is indeed full of wonders, and there may indeed be stories of resurrection of the dead, reincarnation of the supreme and even eternal life in the high spirits.

But those are all legends. I am just a rookie at the level of a clay sculpture, and I can get in touch with this field?

"What you have to do now is to trust me unconditionally."

Lord Yehan said lightly:

"Let go of unnecessary thoughts and focus on the battle in front of you."

"As long as you have a breath, as long as your heart is still beating, you have to use all your strength to find a way to give the battle avatar a fatal blow."

"Yes!" Huazhu woke up suddenly, biting her lower lip lightly, and her cloudy dark yellow pupils began to become condensed and energetic.

She didn't glance at the positions of the three shield turtles from the corner of her eye, and carefully sensed the vibration of the ground and the flow of air around her through the "slit receptors" possessed by the mobile sand legs.

In the end, she showed amazing resilience.

When the body is rushing forward, it can suddenly stop suddenly.

When it seems to fall to the ground, the back will be lifted by the yellow sand.

Occasionally, a shield turtle rushed over, and she jumped to avoid it like a jumping goat...

Anthurium—in that petite body, flexibility, coordination, response... Several attributes tend to peak.

However, Lord Ye Han shook his head slightly: "It looks like it won't last long."

Dodge and dodge over and over again, and occasionally gather sand into a shield to block the bite.

In a short period of time, it was like playing monkeys, tricking the three big turtles around, of course there is no problem.

But this is not a long-term solution.

The three went crazy together, it was difficult for Huazhu to imitate the operation just now, after defrauding the shield, she seized the opportunity to attack the soft head of the shield turtle.

And once the stalemate cannot be broken through, despite the lengthening of the battle timeline, the shield turtle is inherently invincible.

Anthurium—No advantage in physical strength.

Even if her movements were as simple as possible and tried her best to reduce the loss of physical strength, it would not be decisive.

"It's going to 'die' anyway."

"The difference is, can you replace a few heads before you die?"

Mr. Yehan stopped talking and just watched quietly.

As the challenger's flower candle, he is obviously aware of the predicament.

She was panting, gulping in air, filling it into her lungs.

In the dark yellow pupils that stood up, there was a snake-like coldness, and he was perceiving the movement trajectory of the three shield turtles.

"Swish—"

The yellow sand rose up, and the shielded tortoise in the middle refused to even dodge, closing its eyes and charging aggressively.

The desert witch leaned back and slid backwards. The shield turtle behind her bit her ankle without thinking.

"puff--"

The imagined scene of blood splatter did not appear.

Because the left ankle and the sole of the left foot were completely shattered, yellow sand was sprayed out.

The yellow sand all over the sky is like a swarm of crazy bees, rushing towards the face of the shield turtle, stuffing it into its nasal cavity and throat.

"Ho! Ho Ho!!"

The shielded tortoise yelled in horror and stopped struggling on the spot.

A black light flashed, and the pink tail needle pierced through the top of its skull. The manic expression suddenly shook, and the color in the pupils quickly disappeared.

This blow... pierced the shield turtle's brain to the limit, and hit the vital point perfectly!

"Roar!"

In a blink of an eye, the other two shielded tortoises arrived one after the other. Anthurium pulled out the tail needle cleanly and tried to get away.

She used the moving sand legs without nerve involvement as bait, and found the opportunity for a fatal blow.

And the shattering of the mobile sand legs, although it will not bring great pain to the soul.

But before the form is restored, the sand she controls is not stable.

Obviously only a small amount of sand is needed to adjust the angle, but it is possible to summon too much sand, which will increase the consumption of one's own witch power and mental burden.

"Ow!!"

One shield turtle bit the air, and the other's claws were drawn to the one-piece witch dress with a gradient of white and black.

With the dark green snake scales inside, he grabbed a large piece, and light yellow blood flowed out.

Huazhu suffers from pain, but finally escapes.

At this time, the unusually distinctive features are highlighted.

The death of a companion will not make the surviving shield turtles feel negative emotions such as fear, and then produce fear.

They were even crazier than before, and even climbed a little faster. They looked like mad dogs, chasing and biting the witch.

As for the flower candle, the price paid for killing it in an instant is not small.

Others may be tolerable.

However, the fierce game tore through the piercing wound on her chest, and at the same time as a lot of blood surged, her chest and back felt weak, which made her absolute speed significantly slowed down, soon slower than that of the shield turtle.

Thus, Mr. Yehan saw an extremely cruel scene.

The two shielded tortoises almost wrestled with the desert witch, biting and scratching desperately.

As for the witch, she pinched her pincers and poked her tail thorns randomly, and brought down one of the shield turtles to the limit.

The remaining one was also seriously injured, completely blind in one eye.

But it was fierce and crazy enough, biting the witch's neck and pulling it hard.

"hiss--"

In the gray hemispherical barrier, whether it is a fierce shield turtle or a desert witch lying in a pool of blood, the picture is like a freeze frame.

In the next second, with Lord Yehan's wave of his hand, the three tortoises and one witch all turned into gray shadows and sank into the ground.

"Hu-hu-"

Above the head, in the middle of the big gray sun.

Huazhu opened her eyes, her expression convulsed unnaturally.

The sense of suffocation and despair of dying is still deeply imprinted in my mind.

Cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and her chest heaved violently.

But suddenly she came back to her senses and found that her hands and feet were intact, only the piercing wound on her chest was painful, and her expression was instantly confused again.

"How is this going?"

"The creatures who enter the door of life and death, whether it's me or you, are all illusory false bodies."

Lord Ye Han floated upwards, arrived at the side of the desert witch with a snap of his fingers, and said with a faint smile:

"Our real body still stays in the real world, but the spirituality, memory, and wisdom all 'flow' into the world inside the door."

"This is really... a dreamlike experience!"

Anthurium lifted the pliers on both sides, and the shock between the brows could not be covered in a short time:

"What a majestic power this is, no matter how you observe or touch it, it is no different from my body..."

"My lord, are you a descendant of a god, or are you the reincarnation of a god, which is why you have such supreme power to use?"

"Descendants of the gods?" Lord Yehan lowered his head and smiled, "Even if they are, so what?"

"There are tens of thousands of descendants like me."

"No matter how glamorous the appearance is, descendants will always be descendants, and they are still insignificant existences among all living beings."

Anthurium: =(*)
Shocked by the experience just now, she just speculated based on her feelings.

Who knew that the adults would admit it so openly without any shyness?
In this way, the allied Wu tribe...

Huazhu swallowed hard, unable to speak.

"If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight."

"The expectations we carry, or the challenges and competition we face...below this level, outsiders will never be able to understand."

A faint smile appeared on Ye Hanjun's pale face.

Gods, in this world, can only point to two types of existence.

Kneading clay sculptures, bathing in Xiaguang, hatching jade babies.

Turn the wheel of life, pass the extinction, and establish the heaven and the earth.

It is said to be immeasurable, to shine in the world, to be the most holy and bestowed upon the gods!
The ninth level of the spirit, the most holy fetus, also known as "Holy Beast".

Once it ascends further, it will be the highest existence in the heavens and all realms, the "Child of the Conferred God" who bears the name of a divine beast!
The only person who can be compared with it is the highest level of the human race.

Rank 10... crown position!
For the crown-ranked family master, below the crown, even if he is called a saint, he is still a mortal!
Only the head of the crown family can bear the honorary title of "God"!

"Forget it." Mr. Yehan shook his head, "The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment."

"Keep a normal mind and chase your goals soberly. This is what you and I have to consider."

"Yes." The flower candle stood upright.

"Also, my blood has nothing to do with the "coach". "

"I don't know why the power I awakened on my own initiative has such a powerful appearance..."

Lord Ye Han frowned, "According to the inheritance information captured just now, the future potential of the trainer is not trivial."

"At this stage, I can only give up unnecessary suspicion, take one step at a time, and walk on thin ice..."

Huazhu listened carefully, thought for a moment, and asked her own questions:
"My lord, can we continue with the 'death challenge' just now?"

"No matter how close to the limit in the past, at least I can survive."

"But this challenge is to personally experience the process of death."

"Every time I recall the feeling just now, my feet are cold and my heart is palpitating."

The flowers and candles stand solemnly, and there is anticipation amidst the fear:
"However, I think that if this process can be repeated, the sharpening of combat skills will definitely be as fast as flying."

"I just don't know, what are the benefits of it, or are there any precautions and restrictions?"

"The second active power, death challenge, and my passive power, death brand, are inextricably linked."

Mr. Yehan said bluntly:

"Subjectively, the prey killed by me or by my contracted spirit, as long as it is not opportunistic, such as asking someone to cripple and then I go to make up the knife, or through higher-level poisons and runes to leapfrog hunting... will have a very high probability of being recorded by the gate of life and death, and thus become a 'battle incarnation'."

"This incarnation can only exist in the gate of life and death, and cannot be manifested in the real world."

"And the 'challenger' who enters the door of life and death will be reproduced in the state when he entered the door, thus condensing the 'false body'."

"When the "Death Challenge" is opened, the purpose of the fake body is not to pass the challenge. Its rounds are endless, and it can never be truly defeated. "

"Remember—the core meaning of this power is to make you fearless of death."

"Before you die, you can try all kinds of skills and tactics, even self-destruction, you can try whatever you want."

(End of this chapter)