The Chosen Game

Chapter 1021 The Instantly Deteriorating Situation

"The God of Ziwei is with me!" These aboriginal powerhouses trapped in the gray mist all showed expressions of resignation to death, and roared like wild beasts from their mouths.

At this moment, Xin You was still in the slow state, slashing at the light curtain in front of him frantically, but his face was pale.

He still has the ability of 'time prediction' turned on, and he had already foreseen everything before him 10 seconds ago.

He wanted to tell Mi Tian and the others what he had foreseen, but he couldn't.

Yes, it couldn't be done. When he opened his mouth, a strong premonition of danger filled his heart.

Intuition told him that once he opened his mouth to say these things, the energy in his body would be drained in an instant!
The energy in his body was drained in an instant, and there was only one result, and that was death!
The moment he opened his mouth, another future even appeared in his mind. In this future, before his eyes was an endless darkness, a darkness that belonged to death.

In this situation, Xin You's face was pale, and he closed his mouth wisely.

And now, he even foresaw that these aborigines who roared wildly and shouted the words "God of Ziwei, be with me", without exception, chose to blew themselves up!
They exploded into a cloud of scarlet blood mist, and turned into nutrients for the 'Eternal Blood Fiend' formation.

Not only the more than 2000 strong aboriginals, but also many aboriginals who were in charge of attacking Ziwei City also chose to blew themselves up at this moment.

More than 2000 aboriginal powerhouses blew themselves up together, and the power they erupted directly blasted the last ancient-level moat formation in Ziwei City.

Then, Ziwei City turned into a bloody hell. After losing the protection of the big moat formation, the chosen ones in Ziwei City were instantly swallowed up by the swarming native strongmen.

Zhang Yan, the middle saint who was in charge of guarding Ziwei City, was besieged by five high-ranking aboriginal saints. He only lasted for less than 5 seconds before falling.

Xin You had predicted all of these things, but he couldn't say them out.

Because, once he forcibly said these things, he would die, and he would die back by his 'time prediction' ability!

For a moment, Xin You's face became even paler.

Ziwei City was breached, including Zhang Yan, all the chosen ones in the city were killed, and no one could escape.

Since then, there are only five saints left in the entire camp of the Chosen Ones.

It's over... The Chosen One is over...

Xin You felt powerless for a while. Although he had predicted everything, he was unable to make changes to the future he predicted. Powerless, really powerless.

In a slow state, he continued to swing the Azure Dragon Saber, slashing at the thin light curtain in front of him frantically.

Under the blessing of the slow state, the speed of his sword is far faster than other saints, but what's the point of this?

Even if he has tried his best, he can only increase the time of breaking the formation by more than ten seconds at most. They still need more than 2 minutes to break through the formation in front of them.

More than 2 minutes?Oh, it is estimated that the day lily has already cooled down.

Boom, boom, boom...

The self-detonation sounded one after another, and every strong aboriginal self-detonation was equivalent to the detonation of a strategic super nuclear bomb.

The mist emitted by Mi Tian was directly emptied by these explosions.

The 20-kilometre treant transformed by Mi Tian became a conspicuous and huge target at this time, and his body was blown to pieces by the self-explosion of these aboriginal powerhouses.

In the distance, there was also a rumbling sound, which came from afar.

The ground was shaking violently.

5000 kilometers away, the last Taikoo-level moat formation was forcibly broken open by a series of self-explosions.

At the moment when Ziwei City was breached, countless aborigines turned into streamers, roaring and shouting, and rushed towards Ziwei City, which had no means of defense anymore.

At this moment, in Ziwei City, or standing on the streets of Ziwei City, on the roof, or floating in mid-air, the faces of the chosen ones, without exception, showed expressions of despair.

At this moment, the faces of Yan Guang, Zhong Wuya, and Shi Mo who had witnessed all this were extremely pale.

They thought that letting these strong aboriginals launch a suicidal attack was already the limit that the aboriginal camp could do. They never dreamed that the strong aboriginals would be so crazy, that they would So simply and neatly, he chose to blew himself up.

Because the thinking mode is different, they can't imagine or understand it.

After all, in the inertial thinking of the chosen ones, their own lives are above all else, and their own interests are above all else. They generally only fight for their own lives and interests. As for race?Belief?A very small number of chosen ones may fight for these, but the vast majority of chosen ones dismiss it.

A very simple example, as long as the race is involved, for the prosperity and prosperity of the race, most of the aborigines will give their lives without hesitation, and they will not even frown when they die .

On the other hand, on the side of the Chosen One, if Mi Tian pulls the banner of the Chosen One camp and asks a certain Chosen One to die, even if the Chosen One knows that he is not Mi Tian's opponent, he will rush over to find Mi Tian without hesitation. Desperately.

This is the difference!
The reaction speed of the saints is extremely fast. After feeling something bad, except for Xin You who was still slashing at the light curtain in front of him, Yan Guang and others stopped paying attention to the light curtain in front of them. The attack of a large formation protecting the city.

Yan Guang turned into a faint blue streamer and flew towards where Xin You was.

The two intermediate saints, Shi Mo and Zhong Wuya, also approached each other.

At this time, the city below Xin You was still firmly protected by a thin light curtain, and the blood permeating the palace became thicker than before.

Han Xin, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, still had a sneer of disdain on his face.

After staring at the Ten Thousand Blood Bead in his hand for a while with those scarlet eyes, he slowly opened his mouth, and then put this bead filled with a strong bloody aura into his mouth.

With a thud, this ten thousand blood bead representing the eye of the 'Eternal Blood Fiend Formation' was directly swallowed by him!
At the moment when this ten thousand blood bead was swallowed by him, the thick blood floating in the air and flowing on the ground in the hall trembled in unison!
Immediately, the thick blood, like life, rushed towards Han Xin who was sitting cross-legged on the futon!
(End of this chapter)