Feng Aotian is the protagonist? Take it!

The last step is to inject a large amount of magic power into the Tesla valve formed by the sword intent, and then ignite it as an explosive propulsion force.

These steps were very complicated. It was Zhang Liang's first time trying them and some parts needed to be adjusted. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and his brows were furrowed.

After completing the construction step by step, Zhang Liang set the ignition point on his left hand. As long as he snapped his fingers, the magic power in his body would be ignited.

At this point, Zhang Liang had a worry.

Is the valve formed by the sword's will insulated from heat? What if my body catches fire?

Thinking of this, Zhang Liang broke out in sweat on his forehead and became panicked.

Just then, Zhang Liang thought of someone.

Susu.

Zhang Liang turned his head to glance at Ying who was standing there in a daze, and thought to himself that if he really caught fire, she would definitely come to help him, so it wouldn't be a big problem.

With the pseudo-immortal and the firefly, there is nothing to be afraid of. It is difficult to even reach Wuhu.

Everything is ready, let's get started.

However, just as Zhang Liang was about to take action, he stopped again.

Such a powerful skill should be given a name...

A bit more domineering...

Tsk, Zhang Liang is very bad at naming.

Thunder Baga, cool slash, I am the best...

Thinking of these names, Zhang Liang himself felt embarrassed.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind and he thought of a pretty good name.

The inventor of the Tesla valve is the man closest to God, so his name must contain the word "God", right?

Zhang Liang raised his lips slightly, opened his eyes, and shouted to Mireya, "Retreat."

Without answering, Mireya immediately withdrew, leaving Zhang Liang enough room to maneuver.

Zhang Liang appeared in front of Bai Yanlong in an instant, his eyes glowing white. Seeing the giant claws coming towards him, Zhang Liang uttered two words in an unusually calm manner:

"God Slash!"

"Clang!" The sound of the long sword returning to the sheath.

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Maze Square.

"It's almost dawn, why hasn't His Royal Highness the Prince come back yet?" The man looked at the maze gate with a worried look on his face.

"I hope they're okay. What if something happens..." The woman clenched her hands and moved her feet restlessly from side to side, looking very anxious.

"I don't want the pre-order voucher anymore." The merchant crumpled the voucher into a ball and threw it on the ground. "I don't want to see a hero lose his life for this broken thing."

The people waited in the Maze Square all night, while birds were singing and the sun was rising slowly from the east.

The feeling of uneasiness became more and more serious as time went by. They thought that if Zhang Liang was dead, they must be the murderer.

For the residents of Maze Town who admire heroes very much, this is something they can never accept.

at this time.

Everyone was waiting anxiously. A mother unconsciously held the boy's shoulders tightly, while the boy looked at the gate and tightly gripped the wooden sword in his hand.

at this time.

With a long "buzz!", something flashed past the people's eyes and rushed straight up to the sky.

"What flew up there!?"

As soon as everyone looked up, dust flew up and the earth shook. The huge air waves made people stagger and sway, unable to open their eyes.

After a few seconds, the people opened their eyes with difficulty and saw an extremely shocking scene.

The maze that was fine just now, the maze entrance that was raised like a mountain, was actually cracked!!! I could even see the sun on the other side!

"What the hell!? What happened!!!" the people shouted.

“Could it be that…” An adventurer’s face was covered with cold sweat, “The indestructible maze was cut open!?”

The adventurer's words quickly spread among the crowd, and they all immediately thought of Zhang Liang.

He was the man who could split the maze town with one sword! In other words, he split the maze again this time!

Everyone knew what this blow meant.

"His Royal Highness is still alive!!!"

"Our hero is still alive!!!"

"Oh!!!"

Just as the people raised their fists and cheered, they felt a suction force, as if there was a force pushing them from behind.

However, in the next second, there was another "Ouch!" sound, and the cut maze suddenly spewed out a column of fire that shot straight into the sky.

Seeing the blazing flames hundreds of meters high, everyone raised their fists, smiled, and stood there dumbfounded.

Even if the professional bards were stunned, they took out the magic stone of image retention and pressed the switch as if by reflex.

The next moment, a wave of heat hit me in the face.

At this moment, the troubadour accidentally recorded a strange scene.

This is a true portrayal of hell on earth, and the people are wailing.

Part 1#Volume 2: The Gears of Vengeance Are Turning Here: Chapter 232: The Devil

"do not want!"

Lin Na opened her purple eyes wide, lay on the ground, stretched out her hands, and shouted desperately.

In front of her, Xi Lan was trampled to death by Bai Yanlong, Heng Yu was swallowed alive, Bai Diechang, Ying, everyone...

They were all dead. Facing Bai Yanlong's overwhelming strength, they were completely defenseless.

Lin Na prostrated herself on the ground, tears streaming down her cheeks. She bit her lower lip, and her chin trembled uncontrollably.

With a "bang", the fist hit the ground, making an unwilling muffled sound.

Why am I so weak!

Imperial Domain

Top Ten...

What the hell is this!

The plump lower lip was bitten into wrinkles, and blood splattered on the ground.

The empire poured all its resources into nurturing itself, just to fight the dragon.

He became one of the top ten and gained recognition with his strength.

He should be able to rival the dragon species, so why can't he defeat the White Rock Dragon!

Are you not trying hard enough?

No···

Ever since being adopted by my master, I have not slacked off for even a single day.

That's why!

Why am I still so weak!

I finally met my friends and tried to integrate with them, but why! Why did they leave me again?

Own···

I can't do anything.

Even if I become stronger, become one of the top ten respected by the nation, and the fastest genius to step into the imperial domain, what is the use of all this!

Empty name.

Back then, I watched with my own eyes as my parents were killed by the Sword Dao Demon Lord, and I could only cover my mouth, hide under the bed and tremble, unable to do anything.

I was very weak at that time and could do nothing in the face of my enemies, so I was determined to become stronger.

And till now, why is the result still the same!

I have become stronger, so why can't I do anything?

Such a result is unacceptable!

Why am I so weak!

why! ! !

Big tears rolled down her cheeks. Lin Na pounded the ground in hatred and complained about her own incompetence.

But just then, she heard a voice.

"Do you crave power?"

Lin Na was stunned at first. She raised her head and sobbed and wiped away her tears. Suddenly, she found herself in darkness.

"Where is this? Am I dead?" Lin Na wondered in her heart.

Suddenly, a harsh and unpleasant laugh rang out from the dark world that was supposed to be empty: “Hahahahaha.”

With a "whoosh" sound, Lin Na felt something flying past her, then went around behind her, and then an unpleasant voice came to her ears.

"You...are not dead...this is the spiritual world..."

The man's last syllable was drawn out and his voice was sharp, which made Lin Na feel very uncomfortable and awkward.

The voice went around to the front and continued, "I sense your desire. It's up to you to decide what to do."

Although the scene changed, Lin Na's emotions did not diminish in the slightest.

She longed to become stronger, she longed to become stronger now than ever before, she wanted to avenge everyone.

Hatred, anger, sadness, unwillingness, all kinds of emotions intertwined together, making her brain extremely confused.

but.

Even so, she still knew one thing: there is no such thing as a free lunch.

If you want to get something, you must pay a proportional price.

If others are happier than you, they must have worked hard.

Therefore, the efforts you put in will definitely be rewarded.

This is Lin Na's creed. If she doesn't think this way, she will not be able to face the injustice she has suffered since childhood.

However···

She knew there would be a price to pay, but she still wavered.

For Lin Na, she was like a traveler in the desert, about to die of thirst.

At this moment, someone suddenly appeared in front of her with a bottle of water. Who can resist such temptation?

Even if there is a price to pay, what do you have to lose?

She really wants to become stronger.

The man hiding in the darkness saw Lin Na's shaken expression, and the corners of his mouth raised in a wicked smile.

"Don't worry, I am a messenger sent by the gods. I will not ask you for anything."

Hearing the man's words, Lin Na's eyes widened in surprise.

God?

Why did the gods send messengers to help him?

As if he could see through Lina's thoughts, the man continued, "Poor child, the gods have been watching you, and your efforts have touched her."