Chapter 368 Duanmu Chen's ambition, recruited by the alien sect

"Your ambition is really not small..."

As the person in charge of the Xilan Base, the real power of Duanmu Chen is not his strength, but his mind that far exceeds the limits of human beings!

Combat mechas, space portals, laser weapons,

A series of high-tech equipment at the Xilan Base that are beyond the forefront of mankind are all made by this scientific genius!

Mu Qiu looked at the brain in the petri dish, then glanced at Xue Qianya in the dormant cabin and the ball container filled with soul energy next to her, and suddenly said:

"You're really a lunatic."

The old man's projection smiled and said:

"Just to survive, you have to pay some price..."

At this point, with Mu Qiu's attainments in the soul, combined with all the things that exist here, how could he not guess Duan Muchen's final intention?

Such a huge soul source here was obviously prepared for him alone.

And it is naturally difficult for an ordinary person's body to withstand such a huge amount of soul energy.

Xue Qianya, who has a special physique, became the best choice for the soul "container".

This is Duanmuchen's ultimate goal——

Cooperate with the ability of nightmare to control Xue Qianya's mind, occupy her body, and form a body-seizing in a sense!

And Xue Qianya's body, which is fused with a hundred thousand levels of soul energy, not only has a nearly long life, but her strength will definitely rise to the peak of destruction level!

Xue Qianya also accommodated the Apocalypse Key, so the Apocalypse Mecha was naturally included in her pocket.

At that time, Duanmuchen, who had seized Xue Qianya's body, was sitting on two destruction-level holy objects, and he himself had also climbed to the destruction-level level...

Such powerful strength is rare in the entire apocalypse!

Duanmuchen, who had seen through Mu Qiu's intentions, did not panic and said with a charitable face:

"You know, little friend, you and the Yongye Dynasty behind you have been targeted by the Holy Cult..."

"So?" Mu Qiu's eyes narrowed slightly, as the nightmare had said similar words before.

"The Xilan Base is a backbone force that the Holy Religion has vigorously cultivated. Your destruction has shaken part of the foundation of the Holy Religion!"

Duanmuchen consoled him with sincerity:

"You still don't understand the true terror of the Holy Religion, which is completely beyond the power of human beings to resist..."

Mu Qiu stared at the projection of the old man in front of her with a deep gaze:

"you mean?"

If possible, Mu Qiu would like to take out the brain above and torture it.

But after experiencing the lessons of the last enlightenment, Mu Qiu knew that the soul memories of these emissaries had been "blocked" by some powerful force.

Forcibly cutting in would risk backlash.

Until then Duanmuchen finally revealed his purpose:

"My little friend, you might as well join us. With your strong strength, you will win a place even in the Holy Cult."

"There will naturally be unlimited benefits by then, and immortality will no longer be a fantasy. Why do you need to be a frog in a well in this end of the world?"

"Immortal?"

The corners of Mu Qiu's mouth curled up slightly, just when Duanmuchen thought his persuasion was effective...

Mu Qiu looked at the old man with burning eyes:

"I'm sorry, in this apocalypse...as long as my voice is enough!"

After saying that, Mu Qiu suddenly waved her hand and smashed it into the spherical container next to her that was filled with soul essence.

In an instant, a large hole was punched out of the container made of special metal, and a steady stream of soul energy was sucked into Mu Qiu's body!

Until then, the expression on Duanmuchen's face finally became emotional:

"Wait a minute, I have a way to make these souls return to their bodies... There is still room for negotiation between us!"

The lives of the players who died in the divine world are trapped here, and their bodies have all turned into soulless bodies.

"Don't you really care about these hundreds of thousands of dead souls who have nowhere to go?!"

Duanmuchen's tone was hoarse, as if he was denouncing a bloody butcher and executioner.

"What do a hundred thousand dead souls have to do with me?"

There was no unnecessary expression on Mu Qiu's face, and the devouring power in her body was running wildly.

In an instant, all the 100,000-level compressed pure essence had been absorbed!

The entire terminal battleship is on the verge of complete collapse——

The walls of the top-floor laboratory began to peel off in large areas, and even cracks appeared on the petri dish container where the brain was stored!

It was no longer easy for Duanmuchen to keep up his appearance of charity, so he finally tore off the disguise.

Staring at Mu Qiu's figure entangled in the power of the source with a ferocious face, he said fiercely:

"Kill the emissaries and destroy our holy religion. You will definitely be killed for my holy religion. You will not be tolerated by the world. Your soul will go to the endless hell and you will never be able to escape forever!!"

"Noisy!"

Mu Qiu's hands burned with black flames that swallowed up all things, and suddenly blasted towards the giant container in the sky.

In an instant, under the destructive power of the black flame, the entire battleship reached the limit of collapse in an instant!

"boom!!"

Along with a bang that spread throughout the Xilan base, the sky-high ship transformed into the building in the center of the base completely collapsed.

The aftermath of the explosion stretched for tens of miles, and all the surrounding construction machinery was reduced to ashes in this shocking explosion.

The moment the battleship exploded, a slender figure appeared on the street more than ten miles away.

As the aftermath of the explosion subsided, Mu Qiu, wearing thin clothes, appeared on the collapsed street with a pretty girl in his arms.

At the moment when Mu Qiu appeared, countless shadowy soldiers on both sides of the street all knelt on the ground.

With his head slightly lowered, his red eyes dimmed, as if he was welcoming a supreme king.

The Demon Palace and the skeleton soldiers disappeared. They were originally manifested by Mu Qiu using the pupil technique of the Sharingan.

A black shadow vortex appeared in front of him. Mu Qiu sent Xue Qianya into the black shadow space and looked around. ŴŴŴ.

Blood stains can be seen everywhere on the damaged streets, and the surrounding buildings have collapsed into ruins.

Some broken mecha wreckage can be seen on both sides, and incomplete corpses can be seen everywhere.

In the distance, a large number of humans were squatting with their heads in their hands. Some of them were surviving civilians, and some were members of the combat unit who chose to surrender.

At this moment, a white figure covered in blood passed through the space and appeared in front of Mu Qiu.

"All those who tried to escape have been dealt with."

Ji Youfeng lowered his head slightly and said so.

Mu Qiu smiled and nodded:

"Thank you for your hard work."

After that, Mu Qiu looked around the whole place, and the entire Xilan base seemed to be in a strange dead silence.

Mu Qiu suddenly turned around and looked at the dark alley in the distance with a hint of meaning:

"It's about time for you to come out, right?"

As Mu Qiu finished speaking, a rustling sound came from the deep alley...