Chapter 4992: loser
Entering the eye, it is an endless darkness.
This is the spiritual world framed by Ebadan and Imperial Blade.
A pitch-black giant was half-kneeling in this dark space.
The weak fire of the soul marks the state of Aiba Dang at this time.
But his will was always unyielding, and he kept screaming in the sky, trying to gain the recognition of the Imperial Blade.
But unfortunately, the weak soul essence is not enough for Ai Ba Dang to forcefully control this world-class secret treasure with the power of level 6.
Not to mention the mere sixth-level power, even the Beren Empire Tiger Eye Stone Keseda, who has been promoted to dominate, eventually failed to return to this imperial blade. How could Aiba be able to conquer by brute force? of?
The huge black giant body gradually sinks and dissolves in this dark space.
Ai Badang's voice of will finally gradually fell silent.
However, from the beginning to the end, Ai Badan did not pray for anything, nor did he show any arrogance and dissatisfaction.
Just silently, letting the darkness engulf your body.
Only the color flashing in the pair of dark eyes marked that Ai Badan did not give up.
But unfortunately, he is too weak!
If he can have the strength of Locke, he can force the blade of the empire to surrender by brute force.
Or maybe he has a seventh-level power like the tiger-eye stone Katherda, and even if he can't get the recognition of the Empire's Blade, he can still retreat.
He will not fall into such a situation that the little soul power and life power he has left will be swallowed up by the blade of the empire.
This is a real magic blade, before it kills the enemy, it devours the master first.
I don't know how many murderous evils the Minghe Empire created in those years, so that such a magic blade was born.
Just as Aiba was sinking into the darkness, a voice suddenly appeared in this pitch-black space: "Why did you come here?"
This is an extremely powerful voice, but if Locke appears here, he will hear the weakness that cannot be hidden behind the voice.
But unfortunately, Ai Ba Dang in front of him is obviously weaker and weaker than the owner of this voice.
"I'm here for strength!" The hoarse and firm voice of will came out again from the mouth of the dark giant incarnated by Ebadan.
The half-kneeling body tried to stand up again, but no matter how hard Aiba Dang tried, he couldn't squeeze out any more strength.
He has done his best!
The feeling of powerlessness made Aiba Dang seem to have returned to the dark years hundreds of thousands of years ago.
Is it really possible to adapt to the darkness and master it by completely immersing yourself in the darkness? In fact, Aiba Dan has never found an accurate answer.
Maybe he was wrong.
Just as his two consecutive attacks on the realm of **** ended in failure.
He is a loser.
Maybe he shouldn't have walked out of that black magician's laboratory back then.
It's better to be buried in the dark like this, and there are not so many troubles.
But why...the heart is so unwilling!
Ai Badang's perseverance, unwillingness, confusion and other emotions seemed to be infected with the existence in the dark, only to see it then whispered: "For power?"
"Your strength is so weak, even if you gain strength, what's the use?"
Facing the question from that mysterious existence, Aiba was silent.
Yes, what is the meaning of your own efforts, you are so weak...
Once again, Ebadan's dark body was engulfed and assimilated by the surrounding environment.
The weak soul fire and life force of a sixth-level peak creature should be able to restore a little bit of the blade of the empire whose origin was wounded.
Only this time, things were slightly different.
...
"You want to help that wizarding world knight? Why?" In the deepest part of the dark space, a soul manifested creature resembling a scorpion asked.
Three of the four pairs of giant pincers shattered, and even one eye was blinded.
It was a terrifying but frail scorpion, its tail hook glowing with icy cold light.
The opponent is one of the two remaining master souls in the Empire Blade.
Its name is Soul Eater Netherworld. As early as 400,000 years ago, it was a late seventh-level ruler that resounded on thousands of planes around the Soul Eater Starfield, but now, it is just a remnant of the master soul that is about to dissipate.
Opposite the Soul Eater, what was hidden in the darkness at this time was a pitch-black giant with a faint appearance of a dragon beast.
The mottled scales and dense scars on the surface of the body indicate how much this big guy has suffered before.
A broken dragon horn on his forehead is very eye-catching.
These are not caused by Locke, but its lifelong enemy, the eighth-level peak powerhouse Ozman Diess, when extracting its soul, double delays to its body and will.
It can't forget that the terrifying master known as the Great Emperor Ozman, when it was alive, personally stripped off the hard dragon scales it was proud of.
Even if it dies, the opponent will use the power of supreme **** to forcibly pour a wisp of remnant soul into the blade of the empire.
By the way, when it comes to the birth of the Imperial Blade, it has another origin.
This world-class artifact originally sacrificed a whole large plane and hundreds of millions of living beings in hundreds of planes with complete rules, and finally reached the top-level world-class artifact level, which is only one line away from the treasure of civilization.
And the large plane that was sacrificed was called the Dark Dragon World.
And the hundreds of millions of creatures in the complete plane of rules, they are all indigenous creatures of the Dusky Dragon Star Territory.
Once the king of the dark dragon clan, the middle-level eighth-level creature, the purple gold dark dragon king, at this time is just a humble and pitiful worm whose remnant soul is imprisoned in the blade of the empire.
It once made a name for itself around the Dark Dragon Star Territory, which is louder than the Soul Eater Pluto.
But unfortunately, it encountered Ozyman Diess in its heyday.
Its ethnic group and civilization also happened to collide with the powerful Minghe Empire that was in a state of frantic expansion!
The army of thousands of dragon beasts was crushed to pieces under the double impact of the army of monsters and the army of undead creatures.
There are innumerable high-level dragon beasts, their skins have become the favorite collections of the Minghe Empire powerhouses, their bones have become the supplementary strength of the Minghe Empire's undead army, and their flesh and blood have filled the stomach sacs of the Minghe Empire's monster army.
This is a war history full of bitterness and blood and tears. The extreme imbalance in the field of strength has made the Dark Dragon Starfield unable to last for three thousand years.
The dignity of the king made the Zijin Dark Dragon King not choose to escape, but fought to the last moment.
As revenge for the desperate resistance of the Dark Dragon World, Ozman Diess personally led and sacrificed this large plane!
Faced with the question from Soul Eater, the Zijin Dark Dragon King was silent for a while, and then replied, "Don't you think he is very similar to us?"
"Similar?"
"You mean, are we all losers?" Soul Eater gave out a hoarse laughter of "rest".
As the remnants of the master who were imprisoned in the blade of the empire, the Soul Eater Nether Scorpion and the Zijin Dark Dragon King had a deep understanding of each other in the past hundreds of thousands of years.
By the way, there was originally a remnant of the master of the six-winged dolphin.
But its luck was really bad, and it died directly in the conflict between Locke and Ozman Diess.
For them imprisoned in this world-class treasure, the ending of the six-winged dolphin should be quite good.
Because it ends the pain and suffering prematurely.
And at the moment before his complete demise, he saw the scene of Ozyman Diess being defeated and fleeing.
But for Soul Eater Netherworld Scorpion and Purple Gold Dark Dragon King, their pain continued.
In addition to the master remnant being imprisoned inside the Imperial Blade, what accompanied and corrupted their hearts was hatred.
