Chapter 1129: A Drinking Party Ten Thousand Years Ago
"Owner!"
At this moment, Dahuang and Xiaoming finally woke up and sensed the arrival of their master.
Two beasts fighting at the same time!
Roar!
Xiao Ming's supernatural power exploded, and the sword energy net cut deeply into its flesh and blood, but it seemed as if it didn't feel any pain at all!
boom!
The sword energy net, which lost the blessing of Marshall's divine power, shattered in an instant, with large chunks of flesh and blood falling off Xiao Ming's body.
"Dog, the owner is here to take us home!" Xiao Ming said excitedly.
"Master, you are always handsome and invincible in the universe. Dahuang admires you so much!" Tears appeared in Dahuang's dog eyes.
It didn't expect that at the second darkest moment in the dog's life, the old man would appear in time again.
"My master is the light in my heart, always illuminating the darkness ahead for me."
"The master is omniscient and omnipotent. He has calculated everything, so he traveled through the world and grasped the timing just right!" Xiao Ming said.
"But, but that corpse demon is too strong, and the master is too young. Can he defeat it?"
The two contracted beasts began to worry about their master again.
At this time, Marshall in the sky also took the initiative to step forward and greet the approaching Zhao Yin.
Before Zhao Yin's two figures arrived, invisible curse rules erupted around Marshall.
The next moment, Marshall's expression changed. He felt that the energy in his body was rapidly dissipating.
The Shadow Body Talisman is extremely precious, otherwise, when Marshall descended upon the 108th low-level extraordinary civilization of the human race, he would not have only used an SSS-level one!
If you want to use a Shadow Body Talisman, it’s not just because the Shadow Body Talisman itself is precious.
It also requires a lot of blood, energy, and spiritual power!
This shadow talisman that Marshall spent a huge amount of money on and placed high hopes on could have lasted for a whole year.
There were too many tasks in his budget that needed to be assigned to this shadow body.
But at this moment, the countdown of the shadow body suddenly began to shrink rapidly.
Three hundred and fifty days, three hundred and twenty days…three hundred days…!
"Such talent, seems familiar!" Marshall frowned immediately.
Few corpse demons know that long before the birth of the corpse demon clan, Marquis Marshall was a powerful human...
Later, he turned into a demon together with Ge Wu!
They were sealed together by the White-robed Human Emperor...
Over the years, he was able to travel outside the world, obtain the flesh and blood of mutant beasts, and use it to suppress the nature of corpse demons...
It all depends on the shadow!
Because of the human race emperor's words, his real body, like the corpse demon god, cannot leave this world!
At this moment, memories that had been buried for a million years reappeared in Marshall's mind.
"It's him?"
In Marshall's mind, a figure of a young piglet appeared...
"It's his curse!"
Marshall's terrifying aura suddenly became immersed.
The steps he had taken also stopped.
Even the sword rules emanating from him slowly faded away...
"Brother Marshall, don't call me Your Highness, my name is Zhudi, the Di of the earth!"
Marshall still remembers that it was the first time they met, facing a tribe of little piglets that were half a body shorter than him.
Millions of years have passed, but the voice and appearance of the young pigs seem to be still as fresh as yesterday.
At this time, Zhao Yin and the corpse demon clone were already a thousand meters away.
Zhao Yin closed his eyes, and the figure of an old man in black armor slowly walked out of time...
Marshall still stood there, as if he saw nothing.
In his mind, he was still recalling, recalling the past that he had deliberately forgotten.
Every time he recalled it, his heart ached...
"Brother Marshall, although I am not good at refining weapons, I am good at fighting!"
That day, he looked at the indifferent young man and thought that the other party was just bragging. Out of consideration for the face of the Pig God, he smiled and agreed.
Later on the battlefield, the boy fought alongside him several times and became his cross-ethnic brother and most trusted comrade-in-arms!
Later, the battle situation of the human race became increasingly severe, with comrades dying every day...
"Brother Marshall, don't be sad, we have the pig tribe here!"
"Brother Marshall, is the Emperor really missing...?"
"Brother Marshall, there is still hope for the human race. Father is developing a magical tool. He said... once it is successfully developed, the human race will surely regain its former glory!"
"Brother Marshall, the human race has not been defeated, and the pig race has not been defeated either. If you don't want to fight anymore, then I, Zhu Di, will fight on behalf of the human race!"
On that day, the human emperor Ge Wu issued a letter of surrender... and concluded a contract with all other races, withdrawing from the top races forever!
The entire human race migrated and abandoned their rich ancestral land.
Marshall, the last one to evacuate, stood in the void and looked back.
In that great world, there lived a young pig boy.
Still shouting: "Fight to the death! Fight to the death! Fight to the death...!"
Later, Marshall finally understood what he said when they first met: "I am not good at refining weapons, but I am good at fighting!"
The young man, with the realm of quasi-god, killed the god and held on alone in the last ancestral land for a hundred years!
If it weren't for the fact that the old pig god went there in person and brought him back...
Marshall thought: "Perhaps, with the help of the curse and his extraordinary demeanor, he can create more miracles!"
Later, Marshall followed Ge Wu and chose to transform into a demon, hoping to change the fate of the human race and regain their ancestral land.
Little do people know that the higher the life level of the first generation of corpse demons, the heavier the corpse demon nature that erupts will be.
Gewu created a new clan and attempted to annex the old clan...
Ge Wu even personally descended upon the world of the pig tribe and imprisoned the pig god with his own hands...
Later, Marshall met the young man Zhu Di again.
He is still the same boy, but Marshall is no longer the same Marshall.
They are no longer the comrades-in-arms they once were.
Marshall still remembers that the young man stood at the top of the world and questioned the high and mighty corpse demon god.
"Brother Ge Wu, why did you betray me?"
His voice was no longer filled with passion, but with hatred, unwillingness, and reluctance...
The Corpse Demon God Ge Wu did not leave the hall and remained silent for a long time.
That was the first time Marshall saw the corpse demon god being so patient with a life.
Later, the boy was deceived and accidentally swallowed the corpse potion. When Marshall arrived, he had already turned into a demon...
Even when he transformed into a demon, he was different from other corpse demons.
He kept his original intention and was still questioning the entire corpse demon clan...
"Why did you betray me?"
……
At this moment, the phantom shadow of the Book King stood above Marshall's head.
A cutting spirit condensed and turned into a huge sword.
With a roar, it slashed towards Marshall...
He was still recalling, recalling the last time he saw the young pig corpse demon, with dark tears flowing.
"Marshall, big brother, this is the last time I will call you... The human race is not extinct, it's just you who are extinct!"
That day, the young man cut off a corner of his bright red robe and let it fly in the wind.
"You and I are no longer friends, and we will be mortal enemies if we meet again!"
That day, the boy walked away and Marshall never saw him again.
Until a few months ago, the life card that Marshall had secretly hidden suddenly broke...
He knew that was the news of his death!
After all, he had prepared the extraordinary wine for a million years, and no one could drink it with him.
At this time, Marshall came back to his senses, slowly raised his head and looked up at the sky.
The greatsword has arrived.
His dead fish eyes remained calm.
