Civilization Trial: Start by Building a Sci-Fi Heaven

Chapter 261 Immortality! Immortality! Immortality!

After Yang Mo heard this.

He frowned and looked at the surveillance footage on the big screen.

On Yodel.

China has deployed a large number of soul monitoring devices, and any clues will not escape monitoring.

He was certain.

The alien soul breath that appeared just now must be related to King Yodel who is hiding in the dark!
all the time.

The Chinese are trying to find his whereabouts.

but……

The other party's means of hiding his body are very sophisticated, and China has not been able to truly lock on to his location.

"Dean, we have found out that this soul wave disappeared in the resurrection cemetery of the Novice Village."

A technician raised his head and reported very quickly: "A minute ago, an adventurer who was part of a team that killed the third-level Zhugan died. He was automatically resurrected by the cemetery and led to the [Netherworld]."

"That is to say, the other party may have entered the [Netherworld]?!"

Yang Mo was stunned for a moment, and his expression suddenly became strange.

The resurrection cemetery in the Novice Village.

It was built specifically for those dead adventurers, and has the function of automatically condensing their remaining souls and guiding them back to China's [Underworld].

"Yes."

The technician nodded and said, "We searched the entire capital and did not find any trace of the fourth-level spirit."

"Quickly inform the [Netherworld] of this situation."

After Yang Mo confirmed it, he turned to Lin Xueyan and ordered: "Tell them to quickly search for this alien spirit. Remember, I want it alive!"

"Yes!"

Lin Xueyan nodded quickly.

Left the Two Worlds Observation Room.

"King Yodel suddenly broke into our country. What on earth does he want to do?!"

Yang Mo held his chin and thought to himself.

……

at the same time.

Fengdu City.

Yellow Springs Road.

The sky was filled with yellow sand and the ground was filled with a cold atmosphere.

These yellow sands.

It is obtained from smelting ghost ore in the ghost world. It can nourish the residual soul and keep it immortal.

From time to time, light gates appear.

The remaining souls of adventurers from Yodel were transported here.

Their eyes were glassy.

Eyes wandering.

After appearing.

As if guided by something, he walked forward in a daze.

And on a certain residual soul.

A short soul, less than half a meter tall, floated out.

"Is this China?"

He was a little surprised and murmured, "Why is there a ghost atmosphere everywhere?"

Look around.

The yellow sand is endless.

The various buildings near him exuded a gloomy and cold atmosphere.

"With China's methods, they should have discovered me."

King Yodel thought for a moment and said to himself, "I must understand the situation of the entire China as soon as possible, make a good anchor, and reincarnate 100,000 people into this world."

This is why.

The reason why he was willing to risk being exposed and break into this civilization.

a year ago.

Several members of the tribe used their ability to predict the future, calculated the arrival of China, and guided the future of their race.

But in the prophecy.

However, there was no mention of the situation in China.

That's why he formulated three strategies, namely the best, the middle and the worst, in order to lead the Yodel people to a new life.

And now.

China has seen through his best plan, and he cannot use China to eliminate the monsters on Yodel.

Can only...

The cuckoo takes over the magpie's nest and tries to find a way to be reincarnated.

Think of this.

His soul moved rapidly, shuttling through the yellow sand.

soon.

Then I saw one strange building after another.

Forget Chuanhe.

Naihe Bridge.

Wangxiangtai.

Yama Hall.

as well as……

Ghosts and strangers coming and going.

That's right.

In this city, ghosts and living people live together in harmony.

"This place can actually allow ghosts to survive for a long time."

He was somewhat shocked.

To know.

With his ability, he can only preserve the souls of 100,000 tribesmen for one year.

One year later.

The souls of all the tribesmen will dissipate between heaven and earth.

and so.

He must find a way out for his race within this period of time!
"stop!"

suddenly.

A voice of rebuke came from behind: "This is the Chinese underworld, why don't you surrender to the alien spirits!!"

He frowned slightly.

Glancing back.

But he saw a ghost in black military uniform, staring at him intently.

Hands.

He was also holding a black gun barrel-like object.

"Ghost?"

The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a hint of sarcasm.

No attention was paid.

He flew towards the outskirts of the city on his own.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a dull sound.

The black gun barrel in the ghost soldier's hand was emitting black smoke from soul power, and a horrific attack hit his left shoulder.

It actually caused half of his shoulder to disappear out of thin air.

"This weapon can actually cause harm to me?!"

With a gloomy expression, he turned and looked at the black gun barrel in the ghost's hand.

"I'm warning you again. If you surrender, you can avoid death. If you resist, your soul will be destroyed!"

The ghost soldier scolded again.

"very good."

King Yodel laughed angrily: "A ghost as small as an ant dares to attack me. Is this the courage that this thing gives you?!"

Say it.

He leaned down.

Stretch out your finger and tap lightly in the void.

The four directions of heaven and earth.

The ghost soldier was imprisoned on the spot by his powerful spiritual power and could not move.

The weapon in his hand can no longer be used.

"die!"

He had an idea and was about to take action.

The crisis of death was beating wildly.

I had to stop.

Withdraw quickly.

"boom!"

I saw dozens of ghost soldiers gathered around, each holding a black gun barrel-shaped object in his hand.

A fierce attack was fired at him.

If he hadn't dodged quickly.

It became a sieve on the spot.

These evil soldiers.

Each of them was wearing a black military uniform, with a resolute face and sharp eyes, staring at him intently.

"The entire army blocks the battlefield!"

"We have an order from above to capture him alive!"

With an order.

All the ghost soldiers moved in unison, flew up into the air, and guarded the four directions where he fled.

"This civilization reacts very quickly."

His heart sank, and he quickly analyzed the situation: "It is not advisable to stay here for long. I need to learn as much as possible about this world, and then leave an anchor point for reincarnation!!"

Not a moment's hesitation.

His movements were extremely decisive.

He immediately used the Soul Escape Technique and ignored the blockade of the ghost soldiers around him.

Rushing straight into the distance.

The weapons of these ghost soldiers are indeed magical.

It can cause irreversible damage to the soul and body, but his realm is profound and he uses his soul to perfection.

Not long after.

They were close to the edge of the city wall of Fengdu.

I saw the three big words "Liangjie Pass".

"Enchantment?!"

His pupils shrank slightly, and he immediately sensed the soul-blocking barrier on the city wall.

This barrier...

The strength is actually comparable to his main soul.

With his current soul power, he simply does not have the ability to break through the barrier.

"Can't escape?"

He smiled bitterly, turned around and looked at the ghost soldiers chasing after him.

This civilization.

It was more difficult than he had imagined.

This city was like a prison for his soul, forcing him to have no way to go up to heaven or down to earth.

Even if his main soul came in person.

I'm afraid I can't escape.

"Jiejiejie——"

At this moment, a small flag flew into the air.

Inside the flag.

A sinister voice was heard.

It sounds creepy.

Looks exactly like a villain.

"My fellow Taoist, since you are here, you should make yourself at home. China has always been hospitable. Why don't you come and gather with me under the Human Emperor Banner?"

The small flag was clanging and emitting black air.

A figure emerged from it, it was Wang Yuanmin, a former Chinese researcher.

After the soul was trapped in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

With the blessing of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and the nourishment of the underworld, he has cultivated his soul realm to the sixth level.

A banner of ten thousand souls in one hand.

The manipulation is superb.

Between swaying.

Then it sucked King Yodel's soul in, and it was about to sink into the banner.

"not good!"

King Yodel looked horrified.

There was a cold gleam in his eyes.

Almost without thinking.

Before being sucked into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, his soul exploded immediately.

"boom!"

A terrifying fluctuation of soul energy erupted.

The whole world was shaking.

The ghost soldiers all suffered minor injuries to varying degrees, except Wang Yuanmin, who was unharmed.

"This alien race is so decisive."

He controlled the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and stared at the void ahead with a frown.

……

Yanjing.

Monster Research Institute.

Two Worlds Observation Room.

"Self-destructed?"

Yang Mo was also extremely surprised after receiving the report.

Within the [underworld].

Possessing various devices targeting the soul.

Plus the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and the sixth-level Wang Yuanmin.

Deal with a fourth-level soul.

It should be a matter of hands and feet.

He didn't expect that the other party would choose to self-destruct.

Obviously.

The other party does not want to fall into their hands, fearing that they will "search their souls" and expose certain secrets.

"King Yodel has big plans."

He half-closed his eyes and muttered to himself.

This is the first time in China.

Encountered such a tough opponent.

Forbearance.

Decisive. Clean and decisive.

Waiting for the opportunity.

It is still hiding on the planet Yodel and has not been exposed.

Although the opponent is only at level seven, he is much more difficult to deal with than Pei Yangshuo.

"Notify the Magic Mirror Department to strengthen global supervision during this period and not to miss any clues!"

He hesitated for a few seconds and gave the order again.

【Magic Mirror】After upgrading.

It now covers a global range and can monitor everything that happens on the entire planet.

All this.

Including any unusual movement of all living beings.

As long as the opponent's realm does not exceed the seventh level, he will be exposed under the supervision of the [Magic Mirror].

One check and one is accurate.

……

Yodel Star.

An unknown different dimension.

"Failed."

A short spirit suddenly opened its eyes.

His body kept shaking.

His face was twisted into a ball.

The soul dies.

The enormous pain and backlash spread deep into his soul.

This kind of pain.

It comes from the soul and is more heartbreaking than that of the flesh.

But he gritted his teeth.

No sound was made, for fear of disturbing the sleep of the 100,000 tribesmen below.

a long time.

He finally recovered from the pain and weakness.

"This Chinese civilization is more difficult to deal with than I thought, but this trip is not completely fruitless."

He sighed and said quietly, "The Book of Life and Death, the Magic Mirror, the God of Thunder and the Goddess of Lightning, the Underworld, so many incredible technological creations..."

From the remnant soul that is attached.

He has already acquired some information memory.

original.

He wanted to gain a deeper understanding of that world and then try to leave an anchor, but he didn't expect to be discovered as soon as he arrived.

The other party's execution efficiency is extremely amazing.

First, the ghost soldiers were dispatched.

Then there is the spirit of the weapon.

As well as the existence of the "Two Worlds Gate", he was forced to explode his soul on the spot.

"According to the memory of that remnant soul, the Book of Life and Death can wipe out all living beings."

"[The Magic Mirror] can identify all disguises."

"Thunder God and Lightning Mother can punish on behalf of the heavens and inflict five thunderbolts on the head."

"[The Underworld] guards the underworld and controls the ghosts in the world..."

He whispered softly.

The soul is gloomy.

As his breath became weak, his eyes became sad.

With a hint of despair.

The best strategy has been discovered.

And the middle strategy...

At present, there is nothing that can be done.

Once he sneaks into that world, he will be discovered and will not be able to leave any anchor, let alone reincarnate 100,000 of his tribesmen into that world.

nowadays.

The future he planned for his race only had one last option left.

A road he didn't want to take, but had to take.

"The vast heavens."

"How can you be so mean to me!"

He roared to the sky, becoming more and more angry: "My race lives on Yodel Star and has never fought with the world. Why do we have to accept this trial?!"

"Just because you are so high and mighty, do you think you can decide the rise and fall of a civilization?!"

"My tribe fought hard for seventy-two rounds."

"Eighteen billion of our people died, and there was no way to save our tribe. When our tribe was on the verge of death, four people with prophetic powers sacrificed their lives to find a glimmer of hope for our tribe."

"I work hard day and night, just to ensure the continuation of my clan."

"What's wrong with me?!"

"What's wrong with my clan?!"

He was in a state of shock.

He continued to roar, and his voice echoed throughout the entire different dimension.

It awakened the sleeping tribesmen one after another.

They all opened their eyes.

Looking up at the short yet extremely tall figure above.

A sadness that is unspeakable.

Permeate this space mezzanine.

"king."

"it does not matter."

Among the tribesmen, a beautiful woman walked out.

She flew up slowly.

She came to King Yodel's side, stretched out her hand, and gently smoothed out the wrinkles on his soul.

"I know you tried your best."

She smiled and took King Yodel's hand.

Pressed on his brow.

This scene.

King Yodel's body trembled and he shook his head wildly.

"Do not!!"

He stepped back again and again, away from the woman.

Can be below.

One hundred thousand tribesmen woke up one after another and understood the whole story.

An old minister who was also short in stature came out.

Kneel before King Yodel.

Looks pious.

Extremely respectful.

"king."

"it does not matter."

"You are the most brilliant and talented king of our clan in the past four thousand years."

"You love the people like your own children and work hard to govern the country."

"He has reached the pinnacle with his two supernatural powers, space and soul, and has entered the unprecedented realm of supernatural king."

"The world only knows that you are an outstanding master of space."

"But I didn't know that your attainments in the way of the soul are truly unparalleled in the world."

"so."

"When you asked 100,000 of us to self-immolate, we followed your lead without hesitation."

“But things change.”

"God willing."

"You can't force it."

"Since we have no chance of survival, this is our fate and there is no escape."

"But you are different."

The old minister slowly raised his head, his eyes flashing with fanaticism.

"You are destined to be the dazzling star in the sky, the brilliant sun in the universe. You shouldn't be confined to a corner, being shackled by ants like us."

King Yodel listened to his old minister.

Suddenly there was silence.

indeed.

He is a rare dual-powered person, born with awakened spatial power and spiritual power.

At the same time, his spatial and spiritual abilities have both reached the emperor level.

In Chinese terms.

Equivalent to level seven.

As for soul powers, he single-handedly created a soul cultivation system and many soul-related techniques.

Relying on self-created skills.

Having reached the peak of the seventh level, he is only one step away from reaching the eighth level.

but……

What's the use?
The test of civilization is here.

The situation is serious.

All his people are dead.

Eighteen billion people were killed by the monster.

He formulated the best and middle strategies.

Now it's all blocked.

This Chinese civilization gave him a heavy blow and told him directly that "this road does not work".

He planned the future for 100,000 people of his tribe.

It's over.

"king."

The old minister's aged voice sounded again.

"actually."

"In our opinion."

"The best and middle strategies you formulated are the worst strategies."

King Yodel trembled.

He looked in disbelief at this old minister who had been with him for many years.

"What you consider to be the worst option."

"In our opinion."

"It's actually the best strategy!"

The old minister's next words shook him again.

Followed by.

The old minister propped himself up and stood up, touching his forehead with his hand.

He said in a clear voice: "My great king, Aqia, please allow me, as a lowly person, to extend my highest blessing to you. May you carry the will of my people and strive for the supreme and unspeakable realm!"

"If you were here."

"My people are here."

"You are immortal."

"My clan will be immortal!"

Say it.

He pointed a beam of light from his fingertips, penetrating the central area of the soul.

His eyes were unfocused.

The soul and body gradually became illusory, and then annihilated on the spot and disappeared without a trace.

"No!! Arthur!!"

Upon seeing this, King Achia of Yodel instantly walked to the place where the old minister had perished.

Roar to the sky.

And behind him.

The absolutely beautiful woman smiled as brilliantly as a flower.

Standing figure.

Praying devoutly: "My great king, Achia, please allow me, as a lowly person, to extend my highest blessing to you. May you carry the will of my people and strive for the supreme and unspeakable realm!"

"If you were here."

"My people are here."

"You are immortal."

"My clan will be immortal!"

Say it.

She stretched out her fingertips and touched the center of her eyebrows.

The soul is extinguished.

Also annihilated in this world.

“Moore!!”

Aqiya's eyes were red as he rushed to the place where the woman disappeared again.

"My great king, Achia, please allow me, as a lowly person, to extend my highest blessing to you. May you carry the will of my people and strive for the supreme and unspeakable realm!"

"If you were here."

"My people are here."

"You are immortal."

"My clan will be immortal!"

below.

One hundred thousand tribesmen stood up one after another.

They prayed in unison with extremely fanatical, pious and respectful voices.

I offer Aqiya the best wishes in this life.

After saying that.

One hundred thousand people followed the example of the old minister and the woman, pressing their fingertips between their eyebrows and extinguishing their own spirits.

them……

This move will help their most beloved king make the final decision.

"Do not!!"

When Aqia saw this scene, he roared again.

But one hundred thousand tribesmen.

The determination to die has already been born.

With an extremely tragic attitude, it showed him that the Yodel people did not need everyone to survive.

As long as he is immortal.

As long as they are civilized, they will be immortal!
"Ha ha ha ha……"

Wild laughter.

Rise suddenly.

After despair, wailing and crying, he saw the last road left before him!