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Chapter 1120: Prince Suo is kind-hearted and gives out red envelopes
From ancient times to the present, there have always been many young people who have grown up in luxury and have never experienced the cruelty of war, and who have unrealistic and naive fantasies about fighting between people.

After reading two military books and practicing martial arts for two years, I felt like I was the reincarnation of Sun Wu or Lu Bu, invincible in the world...

When hot weapons were deployed in large quantities on the battlefield, many armies of the old era tended to initially look down on them, preferring to trust the swords in their hands and the armor on their bodies.

Then they discovered that the problem was not whether their swords were sharp or their armor was thick, but that they could not see the trajectory of the flying bullets with their naked eyes, let alone touch the people who fired the guns.

They died for no apparent reason, like crops being harvested in droves.

At this moment, King Solomon deeply felt this bitter and helpless feeling.

The Twelve Dharmas cultivation system has different emphases on the cultivation directions of the orthodox and unorthodox paths, which are mutually reinforcing and restraining and varied. It is difficult to use a set of specific and objective standards to measure the level of combat effectiveness.

This system is not calculated according to the standard of the three stages of fighting power.

Just like the three ministries and six departments in the imperial court in the past, each with its own focus. Is the Ministry of Revenue more important than the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Personnel? Can the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Punishment be cut?

But if you ask about military affairs, the Ministry of War is definitely responsible.

Similarly, in the Twelve Dharma Gates system, if we simply calculate based on combat power, the strongest combat power is definitely the Palace Soldiers. If we talk about individual combat power, it is the Palace Soldiers Outer Dao.

Knowing is one thing, but being able to understand is another.

Ares, the god of war in ancient Greek mythology, leaves people with the impression of a brainless idiot. He is bloodthirsty, warlike, cruel, eager to fight, and even takes the initiative to provoke wars.

King Solomon's understanding of the god of war did not deviate from this stereotype.

Then he witnessed the fighting art that had been passed down for thousands of years from the ancient East.

Crazy, cold, efficient.

There are no fancy spatial fluctuations, just pure speed.

Just as it is difficult for the human eye to detect the trajectory of a flying bullet, his vision was unable to catch the figure of the blood-red armor charging.

Such a big thing can't possibly...

Pfft——!
At the moment when his head exploded, he heard the sound of air exploding in the distance.

The moment a palace soldier is promoted to Iron Harrier, he has already mastered the super-fast movement ability of "Thousand Mile Wolf Movement".

After advancing to the Blood Pagoda, these original abilities also underwent a qualitative leap.

UI.

It is extremely fast, so fast that it exceeds the opponent's brain thinking speed and body's natural reaction. That is true invincibility.

Shouldn't you strike a pose first and then say a few polite words?
No, nothing.

Countless deformed flesh and blood gushed out from Solomon's corpse. Lions, bulls, goats, poisonous snakes... the bodies of countless animals were glued together in deformed postures, mixed with various twisted human bodies.

His health bar was actually emptied by this attack, and he entered the second stage of transformation.

Old things like this that have been covered in dust for thousands of years will mostly have a second or even third form. After all, they have survived such a long time, and it is inevitable that they will wear several layers of vests and accumulate various traces of time that you like or dislike.

Just like people gaining weight when they reach middle age, Wang Yunxiao did not give him enough time to transform.

The wildly growing flesh and blood had not yet completely condensed into shape when the long spear turned into a beam of blood light and chopped down again.

Countless blasphemous knowledge flooded into Wang Yunxiao's mind. The lions, bulls, goats, poisonous snakes... every animal born from King Solomon's body spoke at the same time, like the sages in ancient myths and legends, imparting all kinds of knowledge to him.

Wang Yunxiao had a blank expression on his face and remained unmoved.

In the ancient East, there were many literati and wise men who tried to persuade the killers to put down their butcher knives and accept education through the teachings of the saints and the three thousand elegant sayings. However, history has proved that such behavior is useless.

The depth of history is a manifestation of cognition.

A nation that lacks historical depth always has a shallow understanding that is commensurate with the suffering they experience.

A history that has been wandering for thousands of years is not called history, let alone depth.

Wherever the long spear pointed, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the sacrificial site with magma flowing collapsed.

The bloody mecha and the deformed flesh monster fell into the burning magma at the same time.

"Go away!"

King Solomon roared loudly, and a huge obsidian pillar carved with the image of a demon rose from the lava pool and lifted the two men into the air.

The so-called 72 pillars of demons originally came from these stone pillars summoned from the abyss of hell. It is said that in the battle between heaven and hell, after the demons were defeated, their bodies were thrown into the magma and eventually turned into obsidian statues.

God gave seventy-two obsidian pillars to King Solomon. Solomon summoned the demon souls sealed in the pillars and stored them in his own glass bottles for his own use.

The pillar is the body of the devil, and the glass bottle contains the devil's soul. Killing two birds with one stone, this is Solomon's amazing wisdom!
One after another, obsidian pillars shot out from the magma and flew into the sky like missiles. Although the first obsidian pillars were also unable to withstand the attack of the bloody mecha, more obsidian pillars surrounded him.

A man who only knows how to use brute force will never understand the mysteries of magic.

Seeing that the obsidian pillars restricted the movements of the blood-colored mecha, Solomon took this opportunity to re-condense his flesh and blood and transform into a demon god. The heads of ten different creatures behind him began to chant spells at the same time.

This is the great magic of annihilation...

Ka! Boom!
The more sophisticated the magic, the more complicated the preparation required. However, the opponent did not intend to give him time to prepare. Under King Solomon's shocked gaze, the obsidian pillars that blocked the blood-colored mecha lasted less than two seconds before they all shattered.

Amid the obsidian fragments that fell like rain, the terrifying aura of the blood-colored mecha rose again, making him feel the real threat of death.

How is that possible? Is there no limit to your combat power?
I'm also very strange...

Wang Yunxiao stomped his feet on the spot and stretched his body a little as he was gradually losing control of his body due to the sudden increase in strength.

Did the bad planner find his conscience? Are the current boss mechanisms so considerate of non-paying players?
Among the four great magical powers that Xuefutu possesses, the "White Bone Jingguan" requires beheading the enemy's heads and building a Jingguan to accumulate his own strength. Every time he successfully kills a powerful enemy, his strength limit will be permanently increased.

He had already gained an improvement after killing the pigeon spirit in the real world, and he gained another improvement after killing Solomon just now. These two strength improvements had not yet formed a qualitative change, but the other party was so kind that he gave him such a large experience package.

A total of seventy-two bodies of demons.

I can’t eat any more, bro! I really can’t eat any more!

(End of this chapter)