Chapter 1421 Not Returning
Zhao Yin took a quick look and saw that one thousand pigmen had awakened various rare talents.
Although there are no top-level talents with practicality like Zhu Wang and Zhu Dan.
But it covers a variety of skills.
What Zhao Yin cares about most is that they all have the ability to reproduce.
As long as we can multiply and expand our tribe in the core world, will we still worry about the emergence of a tribe of piglets with powerful talents in the future?
Zhao Yin was excited. Now, he had fulfilled another promise to Zhudi, the prince of the Pig Clan.
"Who is your leader?" Zhao Yin asked directly.
Immediately a young female pig came out.
Her talent is SSS-level architectural design, which should be called Zhuzao.
"Master, Lord Marshall has ordered us to follow you. Here are a thousand pigs, all the young pigs in the Marquis's territory, who have the ability to reproduce. I will be their leader for the time being!"
Obviously, Marshall had already informed the pigs about Zhao Yin's identity.
There was still fear on Zhu Zao's pig face.
"Don't be afraid. Zhu Wang, Zhu Yao and Zhu Dan are also following me. Now, they are in the ancestral land of the pig tribe, saving the pig god!" Zhao Yin tried hard to show a kind smile like his original self.
But his smile was ferocious.
"Yes! Master!" Zhu Zao still had a look of fear on his face.
Zhao Yin didn't waste any more words. He was confident that as time passed, they would all be completely integrated into the core world.
"I'll take you home. For the rest of your life, you can go find a human named Liu Shun!"
After he finished speaking, Zhao Yin ignored the pigs' reactions and waved his hand, and the power of teleportation surged.
All of them were immediately collected into the core world.
After a large number of pigs disappeared, the Viscount's mansion finally became empty.
Malebal and other barons came out of the house.
Zhao Yin glanced around and found Ajiu again.
"Marshall's not here?"
Ah Jiu shook his head: "Only these pigs were teleported here, and Lord Marshall was not seen."
……
At this moment!
The capital of the Marquisate of Marshall.
boom!
Marshall's figure flew backwards, and the terrifying turbulence of time and space destroyed half of the capital.
Countless corpse demons turned into blood rain in the aftermath of the battle...
A huge corpse demon face covered the entire sky, and countless surviving corpse demons were kneeling on the ground, trembling.
Marshall fell a million miles away and paused, with shock revealed in his dead fish eyes.
The face of the corpse demon in the sky is just the spiritual power of Ge Wu, who is still imprisoned in the temple.
He didn't expect that after being imprisoned for a million years, the ancestor god of the corpse demon clan still had such strength!
Or, in other words, Ge Wu in these one million years...
Not only has the strength not declined, but it is still increasing!
"My lord, they are just a few pigs, why do you have to force them?"
Marshall said.
He subconsciously turned around and took a look at the destroyed capital.
Although he didn't care about this territory, it was nominally his private property after all.
"Marshall, you've gone too far." Ge Wu said coldly.
Although Ge Wu was disgusted by Marshall's secret protection of the pigs, he always stopped at the right time.
But this time, he was really angry.
"Marshall, I thought that the tacit understanding between you and me would never be broken."
Today, only a few remnants of the pig clan are left, and compared with their former glory, they are no longer able to make a difference.
In the void outside the corpse demon world, there is no place for the pig people to stay.
Over the past millions of years, the Corpse Demon Clan has been far less capable of using the Pig Clan than the Human Clan was in the past.
Ge Wu even found it difficult to remember the existence of this clan.
But today, Ge Wu saw from this incident that Marshall might never be able to return to his original intention.
After millions of years of indulgence, all he hoped for was that Marshall would turn back...
In the end, it was discovered that the two were drifting further and further apart.
"Sir, the friendship between you and me is not worth a few pigs?" Marshall asked.
"Marshall, in your heart, do you still remember the friendship we had back then?"
Marshall was silent, looking at the ferocious giant face in the sky...
It’s been a while!
"Remember it forever!" Marshall said hoarsely, seriously.
"it is good!"
The human face in the sky slowly disappeared, and along with it, Ge Wu's breath gradually faded away.
Marshall exhaled a breath of white air, which dissipated in the wind.
The next moment, his figure also disappeared.
The sky returned to calm, as if nothing had happened, except that the once glorious Marquis's capital was mostly in ruins...
A moment later, Marshall appeared at the westernmost part of the world.
He paused at the dark edge of the world map, and a hint of fear flashed in his dead fish eyes.
There is a black ocean with countless islands suspended in it...
Marshall never told Yuan Baoer that this place was a place he would never return to!
Millions of years ago, the Corpse Demon Clan took over this place, and an extremely tragic incident occurred...
half an hour.
Marshall gritted his teeth and dived forward.
It was like a picture that was forcibly torn apart... The endless sea was rolling, and this world seemed to be composed of mysterious rules that had become real.
Faintly, one could see figures transformed by the power of rules, like thousands of troops, fighting and killing...
……
Zhao Yin looked at the colorful world in front of him, with regular silk threads filling every corner of the world.
Today, Zhao Yin is no longer the weak life he once was. He clearly senses that this place is covered for thousands of miles.
Compared to the real world, it seems small.
Zhao Yin poured the power of the spirit into the eyes of the gods and saw clearly that all the rules and threads were not running normally according to the principles of the world.
This world is gradually forming a huge cage.
There are thousands of types of regular silk threads, but compared to the real big world with countless types, it is still too monotonous.
They are entangled with each other, blocking all life, with the sealed Pig God as the center, blocking all life!
Zhao Yin could vaguely feel that it was not just imprisonment there, but also a state of wasting.
No vitality, no air, no extraordinary abilities, blocking all rules...
It can be said that during these one million years, the old god has been enduring torment that is unimaginable to ordinary people every moment.
"Even so, he has not gone crazy yet. Two years ago, he even forcibly tore off a piece of his soul, broke the seal and escaped to come see Zhao Yin."
He spent millions of years just to see the human race and to extend a glimmer of hope for the descendants of the pigs.
Now, it seems to Zhao Yin that the old god made such arrangements because he already understood that the person who was coming must be the descendant of Baidi!
At this moment, as Zhao Yin saw more clearly, he admired the Pig God more and more.
It's a pity that such a wise and strong old god was defeated by friendship...
"Old God, are you still alive?"
"Today, Zhao Yin, come and fulfill your promise!"
Zhao Yin opened the dragon body, holding the Emperor Five Elements Pearl in one hand and the dagger in the other...
At the same time, the Wanling Mirror turned into the size of a walnut and emerged from between Zhao Yin's eyebrows for the first time!
