National Transfer: Necromancer! I Am A Disaster

The Human Emperor, the former Xiao Zhantian, chatted a lot with Lin Moyu.

From him, Lin Moyu felt his passion for the human race and his sincere heart to protect the human race.

The era he lived in was the darkest era for humankind.

At that time, the human race was almost finished. If it weren't for him, there would be no human race now.

Later, the Temple of War and other human races inherited his will and worked hard for the revival of the human race.

Xiao Zhantian also divided himself into two, based on the Law Galaxy, integrated his own talents and evolved into Elder Xing.

He himself integrated the magic weapon of science and technology and became the Human Emperor Network.

It can be said that he gave everything for the human race and gave everything he had.

The current prosperous age of the human race is as he wished, and all the efforts made have been in vain.

He has saved the human race from danger and protected the human race for tens of thousands of years. He has completed his entire history.

If it were not limited by the world, if he were born in ancient times, with Xiao Zhantian's talents, he would most likely be ranked among the Heavenly Lords.

Regarding this, Lin "830" could only sigh silently, what a pity!

Time is also fate, and fate is like this.

Lin Moyu left the Human Emperor Core and thought about what Xiao Zhantian said.

This world is full of magic. Xiao Zhantian entered the boundary sea again and again and saw many magical things.

The world sea was not safe, and Xiao Zhantian almost died several times.

Outside the big world, there is a broader world, and what Xiao Zhantian saw was just a drop in the ocean.

Lin Moyu had already had a premonition about this. He had only been to the Boundary Sea for ten minutes and had already realized how small the big world was.

There is also the small world in which I was born, which is equally strange.

Thinking about it carefully, everything in it seems to have a sense of deliberateness.

It seems that there is an invisible hand planning and controlling behind the scenes.

Lin Moyu felt that he was too weak and not qualified to explore these issues.

Facing the coming world of fighting and the lingering Buddhist clan, the Human Emperor sensed a crisis.

In the words of the Human Emperor, there was a hint of helplessness from time to time.

Perhaps due to his integration with technological magic weapons, his mood is stable and rarely fluctuates.

But Lin Moyu can still feel his worries about the future.

The reason why the Emperor told Lin Moyu this was mainly because he placed his hopes on Lin Moyu.

Not only the hope of the human race, but also the hope of the world.

He has been planning the human race for tens of thousands of years and has seen too many geniuses of all kinds. Lin Moyu is the only two people who are beyond his estimation, and the other one is Lin Mohan.

The Human Emperor instinctively felt that if anyone could save the world, it would be Lin Moyu and his two siblings.

Outside the Star Domain of the Divine City, an ancient ruins floated there like mist.

It looks like a little finger and is a legacy of the ancient talisman warriors created by the Holy Talisman Heavenly Lord.

The ancient talisman warriors had completely collapsed by the end of the battle. Most of all the ancient talismans were annihilated, and a small number fell into the divine city star field, evolving into secret realms.

Only this little finger was still intact, and it eventually became an extremely dangerous ancient relic.

There are many ancient ruins, such as the inheritance place of Sword World and Yunwu Sect, which is one of them.

There is no danger in these ancient ruins, and the human race has been to everything they can.

After tens of thousands of years of exploration, the human race finally defined the six ancient footprints as extremely dangerous. Even if the Holy Lord entered, his life would be in danger.

The broken finger of the ancient talisman warrior outside the Divine City Star Territory is one of them.

The gate of time and space came out, Lin Moyu flew out, and then took two steps to the outside of the ancient ruins.

Ancient ruins are usually restricted areas and no one is allowed to enter.

Formations surround it and are controlled by the Human Emperor Network. Only with the permission of the Human Emperor Network can one enter.

In the past thousand years, Tian Shengzun has only gone in once, but he didn't gain anything, and he also suffered some injuries.

When Lin Moyu arrived, the formation automatically opened the passage for him, as if to respectfully allow him to enter.

Lin Moyu stood outside the ruins, feeling the atmosphere of the ruins with his heart.

This ruin has a name, it's called the Fingertip ruins.

The fingertip ruins were shrouded in mist. The mist looked thin, but no matter what method was used, it was impossible to see the internal situation.

The fingertip ruins are very large, reaching 70 light-years in length from top to bottom and 10 light-years in width.

From Lin Moyu's position, there is no end in sight.

According to calculations, the height of the Ancient Talisman Warrior exceeds 1,500 light-years, and one slap is enough to destroy many galaxies.

In the eyes of many people, this is an incredible existence.

Lin Moyu once thought so too. After receiving the inheritance from the Holy Talisman Tianzun, he knew the origin of the Ancient Formation War King.

Its hugeness is not so big from the beginning.

Holy Talisman Tianzun used space talisman arrays, not just one, but many space talisman arrays.

The space talisman array was used to expand its shape and at the same time enhance its power.

In fact, when Holy Talisman Tianzun wanted to refine it, the height was less than 100,000 meters.

Lin Moyu sensed it for a while, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Sure enough, we are here!"

After the ancient war, Holy Talisman Tianzun came to the Divine City Star Territory and entered several secret realms, including the fingertip ruins.

Even after so many years, the aura of Holy Talisman Tianzun still remains.

Lin Moyu couldn't guess the purpose of Holy Talisman Tianzun coming here. He definitely wouldn't come here for no reason. Tianzun wouldn't be so boring. Everything Tianzun does has a purpose.

"Based on the secret realm, although the fingertip ruins have a sufficient number of runes and are relatively dangerous, they are not so dangerous.'

"It should be related to Holy Talisman Tianzun. He probably did something after coming in, which greatly increased the danger of the ruins."

"But as the danger increases, he should also leave something behind."

Lin Moyu relied on his understanding of the Holy Talisman Heavenly Lord to infer that the Holy Talisman Heavenly Lord is very particular about balance, just like runes.

If he makes the ruins dangerous, he will definitely leave corresponding treasures to balance them.

"Danger and opportunity coexist, maybe there will really be something to gain!"

Lin Moyu took one step forward and entered the Yuangu ruins.

The fog rolled and the space began to distort. The ancient ruins that had been silent for many years once again welcomed a new guest.

. . .

In the ancestral land of the demon clan, the three saints returned again.

They put the tribesmen in battleships and brought them over, each with one hundred thousand, for a total of three hundred thousand.

The Soul-Eating Demon Lord's voice was low, with a bit of unwillingness, "Lord Demon Lord, do we really want to leave?"

The Demon Lord sat there, controlling the shriveled corpse, "Let's go, because the Demons left fire."

"It won't be long before the human race is coming. Even if you are outside the territory, you may not be safe."

"The three of you will have to separate and go to different places. Maybe there will be opportunities in the future."

The Demon Lord activated the altar, and blazing flames ignited on the altar. At the same time, majestic power rushed out of the altar and "distorted the space."

The altar is gathering strength to open a portal to the outside world.

Three balls of demon 1.4 fire appeared on the demon lord, and they flew into the hands of the three saints respectively. "This is the original fire of the demon clan. Take it. As long as it is still there, the demon clan still has hope!"

"We lost this battle, but we have won before."

"The luck of the human race will not always be so good. One day, we will have a chance."

"Let's go. Once outside the territory, spread out and wait for the opportunity."

“Ten thousand years, one hundred thousand years, one million years, don’t be anxious.

The portal above the altar finally opened, and the aura belonging to the outside world poured in.

The Soul-Eating Demon Lord, the Hell Demon Lord, and the Lava Demon Lord all kowtowed to the Demon Lord and left with their clansmen.

After they left, the door was closed, but the flames of the altar were not extinguished.

The Demon Lord controlled the mummy and walked into the flames, murmuring, "Demon Ancestor, please protect our clan from this disaster."

The devil controlled the mummy, motionless in the flames.

The flames seeped into the mummy's body, and the thousand corpses that had been dead for countless years began to appear alive.