Chapter 997 2 Winged Angel Statue
The South China Sea of Daxia, which was once an endless sea, has now formed an endless vast glacier in the extreme cold.
Late at night, the wind and snow were falling.
There are no stars or moon in the sky, only the light of snow casting shadows between heaven and earth.
Endless heavy snow, swirling with the north wind, raged in this area, between heaven and earth.
In the dim world, a beam of purple light suddenly appeared.
As the light grew brighter, it gradually condensed into a tall portal.
A young man in blood-red armor stepped out of the door.
Behind him, several figures walked out.
In addition to Hong Kai and others, there is also a white-haired old lady, Lao Zhang!
The spatial coordinates transmitted were provided by Lao Zhang.
Zhao Yin did not descend directly to the Philippines, but instead set the transmission coordinates to a glacier thirty miles away from the destination.
In the darkness of the night, you can vaguely see the distant horizon, which is obviously higher than the glaciers frozen on the sea surface.
Before the end of the world, this place once belonged to Daxia and had a resounding name, Zheng He Island...
Later it fell into the country of the Philippine Maids and was called Palawan…!
"That's the island up ahead. It's called Palawan. They're stationed there!"
Old Zhang looked at the mountains on the island with fear in his eyes.
Although she is now Zhao Yin's slave, her fear of the angels has not diminished in the slightest.
Zhao Yin opened the Eye of God and used all his eyesight.
His eyes, piercing through the endless wind and snow, saw a huge statue a hundred meters high standing on a snowy mountain.
The statue is of a beautiful woman wearing armor and with twelve pairs of wings on her back. She is an angel.
Just a statue made Zhao Yin feel helpless.
God!
According to rumors, there is a god among the angels, one of the top clans among all races!
At this moment, the image of the man in white standing alone in the world appeared in Zhao Yin's mind again.
Zhao Yin recalled the contracted beasts that died beside her, and the calmness and sadness that spread across her body...
She also remembered that a great world had fallen, setting off the wailing of fighting spirits. She was the only one left in the world, still bathing in the flames of destruction, raising her sword to meet the enemy...
Zhao Yin recalled that she was sitting outside the mine, holding the crystal ball, with endless sadness in her tranquility... She also recalled the very end... when Wen Yu came, the last drop of essence and blood evolved into a peerless figure.
She still slashed out with a peerless sword, using a drop of blood and residual soul of an SSS-level life to shake the demigod...
Zhao Yin also remembered the joy she felt when drinking and the word "friend" from her mouth.
In this life, the word "friend" is too luxurious for Zhao Yin.
He never thought that he would have it, could have it, and deserve to have it...
Unconsciously, she suddenly appeared in his life... She was as beautiful as a fairy, but Zhao Yin could hardly have any evil thoughts.
She was as powerful as a god, but Zhao Yin never showed any fear.
Zhao Yin thought, perhaps, that should be true friendship.
It turns out that this is how it feels between friends...
She died and would never appear in the world again. Now, Zhao Yin buried her deep in his heart, sealing her deeply...
At this moment, there was a hint of red in Zhao Yin's eyes.
The beautiful angel statue gradually became hideous in his eyes.
It was like turning into demons and maggots.
At this moment, Zhao Yin thought of his old friends, including the veteran Liu Yi, Lei Bing, Fili, and the evolvers whose names he never asked but never returned...
Zhao Yin thought of the old cripple and Jiang Shan, and also of the countless evolvers who disappeared from his sight.
He thought of his hometown, his former ancestral land...
At this moment, Zhao Yin thought of many things. He knew that if he could not win this battle, he would lose his homeland, his ancestral land... and all his memories before the end of the world...
"Xiaoyin!"
Zhao Yin murmured in a low voice.
The power of space surged, and a giant silver wolf appeared.
Xiaoyin immediately felt the solemnity in his master's heart.
"Owner!"
Endless murderous intent and bloodthirstiness also emerged in its cold wolf eyes.
"Go! Find out the situation and don't kill at will!" Zhao Yin gave the order.
"Understood, Master!"
The next moment, Xiaoyin's body shrank rapidly and turned into a little wolf cub.
The moment he turned on his invisibility, he quickly rushed away.
A series of faint footprints were left in the snow.
Zhao Yin stood there, and the next moment, the power of endless space swept over.
A group of more than 13,000 contracted beasts, Song Xiaodao, Zhou Lili, the An Hai family, the corpse demon Zhang Jie... all appeared out of thin air.
In the darkness, all the contracted beasts closed their eyes, restrained their breath, and lay dormant in this cold world.
Song Xiaodao and others also felt something, but no one spoke.
They just silently took out their weapons.
As for the elderly group, and the warriors and evolvers in the core of the world, Zhao Yin did not summon them out.
Warriors and evolvers cannot be effective in combat at this level.
The 2,800 elderly people that Zhao Yin could trust were also bound by slavery chains on their feet, making it impossible for them to compete with their peers.
Next, Zhao Yin sorted out his supplies.
Take out a large amount of extraordinary food, blue snake gall, and healing potion, and distribute them to all people and contracted beasts.
He merged the Soul-Snatching Scabbard with the Demonic Sword and carried them on his shoulder.
Five demigod-level supernatural scrolls, the Life-Destroying Thunder, were placed in the space bracelet where it was most convenient to take out.
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yin moved his mind, and four white-haired old men appeared in front of him.
The four of them all had blank eyes and looked back around, and some of them subconsciously wanted to escape.
The next moment, Zhao Yin raised his hand and pointed forward.
A golden rule condensed and instantly turned into four small swords.
Although the old men are all SS-level beings, they do not have any equipment.
With the blessing of Zhao Yin's powerful attributes, he pierced through their eyebrows in an instant.
There was still fear on the faces of the four people, and the pain began to dissipate, and they didn't even scream.
"Song Xiaodao, Zhou Lili, my dear grandson!"
Zhao Yin called out softly, and before one of the old men fell down, he grabbed the neck of the corpse.
The next moment, the old man's body shrank rapidly. At the same time, a strong blood and vitality rushed towards the enchanted armor on Zhao Yin's body.
Song Xiaodao and the other two immediately came over, each standing in front of a corpse, and began to enchant skillfully.
Seeing this scene, Old Zhang, who was watching on the side, was trembling all over and almost wet his pants.
Hong Kai, Yu Feixing and others standing by all widened their eyes.
As they watched with their detection abilities, the attributes of Zhao Yin and the other two as well as the corpse demon Zhang Jie suddenly skyrocketed.
Especially Zhao Yin, who is now no less than an SSS-level life form!
Only Ye Zang, who had witnessed how Zhao Yin obtained the enchanted armor, remained relatively calm.
After Zhao Yin was enchanted, he felt the powerful aura brought by the enchanted armor. Holding the Extreme Demonic Sword that was integrated with the Soul-Devouring Scabbard, an unprecedented fighting spirit rose in his heart.
But at this moment, he was still thinking calmly, whether there was anything missing, whether he could be stronger at this moment to make this battle safer?
After Song Xiaodao and the others were enchanted, they became quiet.
The wind and snow were howling. In the night, between the sky and earth, gusts of wind formed, accompanied by biting snowflakes, raging on the ice field.
As time passed, finally, a slight sound of footsteps was heard.
Xiaoyin is back.
