Devouring the Starry Sky begins with the battle of geniuses

Chapter 118 Silver City, Four Levels of Erosion
"It seems that the trees are still but the wind is not stopping, Your Royal Highness."

Hun Zhen took the envelope with ease and showed a helpless smile to Mirilata in the wheelchair.

As Hunzhen spoke, the waiter noticed Mirilata's presence and showed a frightened expression.

"Her Royal Highness in a Wheelchair", as a waiter of the knight family, responsible for external communication and trivial matters, how could he not recognize this lady's face?

"Do you mind if I go to the meeting with my guest?" Mililata smiled lightly at the waiter.

"certainly……"

The waiter nodded in agreement with a smile that was uglier than crying.

Hunzhen looked at this scene with a narrow smile.

Obviously you can just break into someone's house and go out of your way to ask.

She really, I cried to death...

Knights are fourth-class nobles in the abyss society, and then go up to third-class, second-class, first-class... until they reach the king's blood, which is a direct difference of four levels.

Facing the uninvited Royal Highness, Valente's heart naturally collapsed.

This middle-aged man, who was so heroic that he even wore a full set of armor at home, smiled flatteringly and kept greeting Her Royal Highness, expressing his support for her career.

There is absolutely no pride in being an eighth-level strongman.

Hunzhen watched this scene with great interest, and suddenly interrupted: "Are you scared, Mr. Valente?"

"Fear?"

Valente kept a stiff smile and asked doubtfully: "Why did you say this, my innocent little friend? Although you accidentally killed my son, the sword on the ring has no eyes. I have warned Schnaida that boy is not He is already a candidate for the Great Martial Arts Festival, and yet he has to die in vain, and it is his own fault..."

"No, no, no, there is no need to be so panicked about your relationship with your son, Mr. Valente."

Hun Zhen leaned back lazily on the chair and smiled narrowly: "After all, it is of no use. What you are really afraid of is that I stay here too long and die of poison in front of Her Royal Highness, right?"

Valente's expression changed drastically and his pupils tightened.

Hunzhen couldn't help but think of what she saw in the simulation records a long time ago, where the knight set up an ambush and poisoned the simulator, and in the end the simulator had to reveal part of his strength and crush him to pieces.

He could even imagine the other party's expression at that time, when he thought that his plot had succeeded and that he was sure of victory. He looked at the simulated person with the eyes of a slaughtered lamb, but was easily ignored by the simulated person.

As a successful person who stood at the top of the lower class and established a knight family, Valente naturally had more than one son, Valente Schnaida.

But apart from his sexual flaws, Valente Schnaida, whose talent is no less than his own, is obviously in a different status.

Among hundreds of heirs, it can be said that he is his only one.

Being killed by Hunzhen in the ring, he naturally felt a lot of resentment.

In addition, Valente was granted the title of King Bloodlao Giles, who was rejected by Innocence, so he naturally exerted his subjective initiative as a subordinate, spent a lot of money to bribe a nobleman of the Human Rights Commission, and successfully dealt with Hundun. It was really poisoned.

He was obviously a noble from Mililata's camp, but he seemed to be bribed so easily, and the reason was very simple.

First of all, there is the conflict of interests. Everyone can see that Milila attaches great importance to innocence.Rather than being on the front line, instead spending manpower and material resources developing the Human Rights Committee, Mililata can be said to be the "poorer" among the king's blood.

The cake is already small, and an inferior race wants to come in to get a piece of it, and dissatisfaction grows.

Secondly, Milila is too friendly but not powerful.I'm afraid most of the people in his camp believe that even if something happens, it won't be dealt with too harshly.

"She has very few capable people under her command. She needs me, so how can she deal with me harshly?"

This is generally the idea.

"Your Highness, it seems that your subordinates are restless."

Qingzhen turned to look at Mililata, who had a gloomy expression, and waved her hand: "As a victim, I can hand over the handling of this matter to you in return for your care and support during this period. How about I be generous?"

Mililata's face was calm, and the strong space pressure seemed to crush Valente.

She asked in a low voice: "Tell me, who was involved in this?"

Big beads of sweat fell down like raindrops on Valent's face. Faced with Wang Xue's interrogation, he had no choice to hide it from the beginning.

After that, the Valente family still failed to escape the end of destruction. Several nobles involved were punished with minor punishments and severe punishments. The one who directly arranged the poisoning was directly executed by Mililata in front of everyone on the Human Rights Committee.

Mililata was not a Virgin. She took this excellent opportunity to scare the monkeys, rectified the atmosphere of the Human Rights Committee, and slightly improved the cohesion of the nobles under her command.

This small storm passed, the group stage of the Great Fighting Festival was over, and the finals began.

A great nobleman died tragically at the hands of Hun Zhen, and another player, Tebeo, who was better than Sedronaldo, was also suspended. In a one-on-one situation, who dares to say that he can beat Hun Zhen?

It is one thing to die heroically in battle, but another to bring shame upon oneself.

But Hunzhen's weakness when she killed Tronaldo gave them a glimmer of a chance to win.

The schedule of the reincarnation battle is tight. No matter what, that level of consumption cannot be recovered in a day or two.

Attrition tactics can be used.

When they meet each other, they will directly let one party admit defeat, and only use their full strength when they meet Hunzhen.

Maybe one person can't defeat Hun Zhen, but one or two wheel battles can probably exhaust its power.

But unfortunately, Hunzhen's weakness is disguised.

He went on a killing spree during the Samsara War, slaughtering all the nobles he encountered.

He was scolded severely by Mililata.

But Hun Zhen will not regret it.

It has nothing to do with strategy. People who want to take their lives must have the consciousness to have their lives taken away.

Even if it makes more nobles hate and fear him, as long as it doesn't directly affect his ultimate goal and trigger BADEND, he doesn't care.

A few months after the preliminary round, there were few obstacles and Han Zhen won the Grand Fighting Festival crown without any suspense.

Since the nobles were all killed by innocence in the reincarnation battle, the eleven winning spots for this year's Great Martial Arts Festival ended up going to the lower races, which was the same as the results of previous tournaments in recent times.

As the winner, Hunzhen was supposed to dive on a special feather boat with the other ten winners.

But considering that Hun Zhen had made too many enemies, Mililata took the initiative to take over the matter. She had stayed on the ninth level of the abyss for countless years without returning to her ancestral land, but this time she finally returned home because of Hun Zhen.

In the large hollow, a top-grade feather ship that only King Blood was qualified to ride on carried the breath of the abyss and sank straight down.

On the feather ship, Mililata and Qingzhen sat opposite each other. "Let me tell you first, I will send you down personally this time, not to blackmail you into repaying a favor."

Milila said solemnly: "Mr. Hun Zhen, you also know that I will not participate in the war. Without war money, naturally there will be no additional resources to obtain. As for the 'life core' mentioned before, you can join other kings." Xue's subordinates must be indispensable, but in my case, it is a false proposition. I...can't provide you with the resources to grow. So, don't take my face into account. If there is Wang Xue recruiting you, you should agree as much as possible. Only in this way can we grow up as quickly as possible. But...except for that guy Laujars, if you defect to him, I will still be a little angry!"

Seeing Mililata getting angry at herself at the end, she said innocently, "Okay, okay, I still care about you? Your Highness, you are more narcissistic than I thought."

He turned away, hummed softly, and said: "It has nothing to do with you, even if it is just a formality, I will only choose the option that I think is best after careful consideration. That's all."

Mililata smiled calmly: "That's good."

clack clack.

The dining car opened the door and the waiter called softly: "Your Royal Highness, Mr. Hunzhen, it's lunch time."

Time passes quietly in such ordinary days.

Five years later, their destination, Silver City, the core clan of the Silver Ghost Clan on the seventeenth floor of the abyss, finally arrived.

This is undoubtedly a city of giants. Unlike the grand ninth floor of the city wall, a series of architectural specifications such as city gates and houses are designed and built for the use of giant creatures hundreds of meters high.

Countless huge feather ships went in and out of the city's large and small gates.

Hunzhen discovered that there was not even the breath of universe-level life here, and all the lives that passed by had reached the domain lord level.

Mililata's feather ship sailed straight into the Silver City and headed straight for the huge palace in the center, the "Silver Temple."

Almost on the same day, the feather ship carrying the other ten winners arrived at the main entrance of the Silver Temple.

The door was closed and it seemed like it wouldn't open for a while.

Everyone flew out of the feather ship one after another.

Starting from the No. 11 level, there is the deep layer of the abyss, where the corrosive force called deep dive pressure will infect living life at all times.

Without the shelter of the feather boat, the deep diving pressure instantly increased to more than ten times.

Looking from a distance, Hunzhen saw that the only cosmic-level winner had just disembarked from the ship, and dirty black blood was flowing out from all seven orifices at the same time.

He was wearing a special tight-fitting suit, but transparent flesh buds quickly penetrated it, squirming and waving like arthropods.

In just a few seconds, the granulation grows rapidly and becomes a fully formed, armor-like silver flesh.

For another ten seconds, his mouth was still making "wow" sounds, but his body had become completely stiff like a zombie, turning into a silver pillar of flesh with a metallic luster.

This top master at the universe level, who was a genius at the ordinary domain master level, was transformed into non-living flesh and blood by the pressure of deep diving within half a minute of getting off the ship.

Fortunately, the conditions of the other nine Domain Lord-level winners were obviously much better, and at most they looked a little pale and dazed.

"Good guy, it seems that there is only one quota for the universe level. It is not unreasonable. The universe level can survive safely on the seventeenth level of the abyss for a period of time, I am afraid it must be the top genius."

It is conceivable that the young geniuses who came to carry out the training mission came excitedly for the extra mission and wanted to continue the training mission after that. Although Tuoda did not break through to the Domain Lord level, the result was that he did not even have the chance to become a knight. Seeing him, he died miserably in front of the gate of this temple.

"Just like nobles must break through the bloodline level at the cosmic level, perhaps becoming a knight at the cosmic level has other benefits. That's why we set up such a quota."

"However, this is not my main purpose, so it doesn't matter."

Faced with the deep pressure that constantly impacts the soul and body, Hunzhen is obviously the calmest one among the winners.

In these seventeen layers, the influence of deep diving pressure is not just that of the shallow layer.

The "flesh erosion" just now caused the universe-level winner to continuously lose blood, sprout flesh on his body, and be assimilated into non-living flesh and blood.

There are also "will shocks" that are hundreds or thousands of times stronger than the shallow level and wash away the soul all the time.

The third is the special hallucinations and "mental pollution" that pop up from time to time and make the mind go crazy and violent.

"Sensory distortion" caused by confusion in time cognition and imbalance in spatial senses is the fourth.

Any one of these would cause difficulties for ordinary Domain Lord-level beings.

The four are blended together, let alone daily life, just standing here is full of murderous intent all the time.

Hunzhen learned from Mililata that only the first two will be added to the deep periphery, and the third deep dive pressure will be added to the deep inner domain, and this last item of "sensory distortion" is unique to No .Deep pressure in the deep core area of ​​layer 17.

The Great Fighting Ceremony is only the first screening channel for the imperial guards, and in front of the Silver Temple of Silver City, the second screening channel is to resist the deep dive pressure in the deep core area until the door opens.

"Mr. Hunzhen, I will send you here."

Mililata turned her head and glanced at Hun Zhen, who looked as usual, waved her hand, and said softly: "Then, goodbye for now."

Hunzhen also nodded slightly with a serious expression: "Thank you, Your Highness, for seeing me off."

In front of the Silver Temple, no nobles or even royal blood dared to make mistakes, so Mililata naturally no longer worried about nobles plotting against Hun Zhen.

"I hope... you can get what you want."

Pushing the wheelchair and taking one last look at Hun Zhen standing in front of the main entrance of the Silver Temple, Mililata immediately boarded the feather ship and sailed towards the Silver City.

The ten Domain Lord-level winners stood at least a hundred meters apart from each other, and as if there were unwritten rules, each of them kept a few hundred meters away from Hun Zhen.

In fact, for such a murderous god, these winners, even if they claim to be elites, would not dare to raise their brows.

After passing the first screening threshold, they are no longer in a competitive relationship. In order to pass the second threshold, it is even more appropriate to support each other and achieve mutual benefit.

If they weren't in front of such a sacred building as the Silver Temple, they might have just sat down and chatted in order to relieve their mental stress.

Hun Zhen did not have such Yu Xing, so he closed his eyes and waited silently.

In the blink of an eye...two years have passed.

The first winner who failed to withstand the pressure of deep dive died.

Then, in the third year, a winner went crazy and attacked the others, involving four winners, causing three of them to die suddenly.

The remaining survivors widened their distance to a thousand meters away.

In just three years, nearly half of the people died.

We still don’t know when the door of the Silver Temple will be opened. Except for Hunzhen, everyone’s faces couldn’t help but be stained with anxiety.

Fortunately, the fifth year had just arrived and no new victims had appeared yet. The door of the temple finally opened with a roar that shook the heaven and earth.

(End of this chapter)