I of Douluo came with a nuclear explosion

Chapter 223 The Fifth Warrior
Memories from ancient times flooded into my mind intermittently.

Like a series of bubbles on the dark seabed——

The prophesied eternal night is coming, and the sleeping volcano is about to wake up.

In the palace made of marble, the tassel patterns on the stone pillars are full of the style of ancient Rome:

Beneath art, barbarism remains.

This was the living room of the mansion of a high-ranking imperial councilor. Five guards in heavy armor and holding thick shields and spears stood nervously at the entrance of the door.

Each of them is a battle-tested warrior. In the third "Punic War" two years ago, this five-member team fought off more than [-] Carthaginian scimitar warriors in the city of Carthage.

However, at this moment, their muscles are tense because of the visitor in the house. The intuition of 20 years of fighting has warned them that the strength of this visitor is extremely powerful, and it belongs to the breath of death.

The small log table was filled with fresh fruits and vegetables, and the silver jug ​​contained the red wine that the servant had just brought from the cellar.

The brewing technology of red wine originated from the Caucasus, Central Asia and other regions as early as 7000 years ago. After four to five thousand years of development, the brewing technology of red wine in the ancient Roman period can be regarded as relatively mature.

The owner of the palace wears a square toga, which is male clothing made of unbleached large woolen fabric, and the toga is only the ancient Roman nobles and elites of the upper class are eligible to wear clothing.

The toga of the Roman emperor is a unique purple, the toga of the priests wears a general turban, and the senior councilor printed a purple border around his beige toga.

"They called you the 'Sicilian night devil'. In order to catch you, the local consul did not hesitate to dispatch a large battalion of red-armored heavy cavalry."

With amber eyes and a straight aquiline nose, this empire dignitary poured himself a glass of red wine gracefully.

Facing Kunlan who could tear him apart with one hand, he didn't show any fear.

"Want some? Oh, forget that you don't need to eat ordinary food to exist like this. You are only interested in one thing, and that is the blood of an animal—human."

The pronunciation of senior politicians revealed a strong Latin flavor, and the deliberately protracted and accentuated pronunciation gave his speech a sense of indescribable command.

He is not afraid of Quinlan in front of him, he does not fall in love with those vulgar Roman nobles, he is well versed in ancient dark magic.

Kunlan narrowed his eyes slightly, sizing up the imperial dignitary calmly.

At this moment, he is bare-chested, still wearing a gladiator costume, and the golden ratio of musculoskeletal combination constitutes perfect strength and agility.

15 minutes ago, Kunlan had just ended his own gladiatorial fight——

The Carthaginian slave swordsman, who was known as the slasher of hundreds of people, had not survived three moves in front of him before Kunlan wrung his neck with his bare hands.

"Are you talking about the 30-man army? I think since you guys want to catch me, I'll come over and have a look."

Kunlan tilted his head slightly, and a low-pitched, high-frequency agitation came from his blood-red neck.

This is a unique habit of the blood race. People think that the sound comes from the blood scab on the surface of the Adam's apple, but in fact it is made by the vibration of the thorn tube hidden in the blood race's throat.

"Oh?"

"It seems that you made the right bet. You should have been executed. It was the arena that saved you."

Senior dignitaries took another bet.

Perhaps because he thought the smell of red wine was too strong, he picked up a piece of honeydew melon and took a bite this time, and then threw it on the ground at random. His servants would clean up the dirt on the ground again at night.

"You are wrong. It was the greed of the nobles and the ignorance of the people that saved me."

"Humans claim to be rational creatures, but at the moment they are obsessively pursuing primitive desires. Of course, there are some human behaviors that arouse my interest."

Quinlan's pronunciation is different from the traditional Latin. He was taught by a witch from Great Britain at the beginning. At that time, the pronunciation of Great Britain was not the elegant British "gentleman" accent of today, but was regarded as a barbaric and primitive pronunciation——

The words of sea thieves.

The senior politician frowned, then he looked at Kunlan with interest and said:
"Are you studying humans?"

"A body of white blood can walk safely in the sun. You are a hybrid of gods and demons. You don't need to learn from humans. All great wisdom will be slowly activated from your bones."

Speaking of this, the senior politicians waved towards the door.

He easily took over the armor on a wooden tray, which is the brigadier-level armor of the Imperial Legion, and the dignitary handed it to Kunlan:

"Your talent will be truly released on the battlefield. The empire is honored to be in the same time and space as you. Do you have your own name?"

"Quintus."

"Oh—this is the meaning of the fifth warrior. You will eventually hold the holy spear, and you are destined to become a god-killing existence."

Senior politicians exclaimed loudly.

The communication between the two has also come to an end, but the final call is still clear. The call of the sacred mission has spanned thousands of years, lingering in Kunlan's ears leisurely.

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clang! ! !
When regaining consciousness again, Kunlan found that his will was sinking...

Going to the Star Dou Great Forest to rescue Tianmeng, then was injured by Ditian's blow, and finally got Xiong Jun's claws on his body, and his vitality was rapidly lost...

These memories quickly recovered in Kunlan's mind, and he couldn't judge what state he was in now.

Perhaps it was the feeling of near-death experience, which he has experienced once or twice in the past thousand years:

The first time his chest was completely pierced by the ferocious Berman tribe with five sharp spears. At that time, his consciousness entered the sinking sea, and he saw a black gate printed under the seabed of [-] meters.

The second time, during the nuclear explosion in Middle-earth, he saw the bright belt of time and space flowing around him.

This time, it's...

A figure in blue clothes surrounded by thousands of sword qi, accompanied by a colorful luminous soul beast, with azure white antlers growing on top of its head, resembling a unicorn.

It's just that at this moment, Kunlan couldn't see the man's face clearly, it was so familiar.

Suddenly, he only felt an uncontrollable sadness wrapping himself in an instant.

Kunlan felt a tightness in his throat, as if he had lost several important things in his life all at once. In the thousands of years, he had almost never had such a sad experience.

The bright light faded away, and the ocean of consciousness fell into darkness again. Kunlan only felt that at this moment, he ushered in a sense of loneliness that belonged to him...

Who is that figure in the green shirt?

"Boy! Wake up! Your spiritual world is about to explode!"

Just when Kunlan was about to think about it, a terrified and humorous voice pierced into Kunlan's sinking will and forcibly woke him up.

At this moment, Xuan Xi was doing his best to suppress Kunlan's rapidly expanding mental power.

At the beginning, it felt Kunlan's rapid loss of vitality, and it was certain that it would not be able to return to the city of liberation.

So he took control of Kunlan's body, relying on his own personality and the active cooperation of Tianmeng Iceworm to forcibly refine the soul ring, which went smoothly at the beginning.

The million-year-old powerful soul ring energy of Tianmeng Iceworm quickly repaired Kunlan's body, and at the same time, the huge spiritual body of Tianmeng Iceworm also poured into Kunlan's spiritual world.

It Tianmeng Iceworm also wants to imitate Xuanxi and Ice Emperor, leaving its own imprint in Kunlan's spiritual world, so that its own soul will not disappear, and at the same time it can easily mobilize its huge spiritual power.

Of course, before Tianmeng injected his spiritual power, he also asked his eldest brother Xuan Xi, whom he had just met, if he needed to seal part of his spiritual power.

Unexpectedly, Xuan Xi said confidently: "Go ahead, I'll take care of everything."

Then, when Tianmeng's mental power began to compress and transmit the second half, Kunlan's spiritual world was already close to saturation, and Xuan Xi had to admit that he underestimated Tianmeng's astonishing size——

The million-year-level Skydream Iceworm's spiritual strength has surpassed that of ordinary third-level gods, and even the spirit emperor of the abyss is not as good as Tianmeng, although the spirit emperor wins in super strong spiritual quality.

"Xuan Xi, next time you dare to run the train with your mouth full, I will kill you..."

Kunlan's weak voice reappeared in the spiritual world, and the anxious Bingdi and Xuanxi breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Kunlan's voice.

Especially Bingdi, whose tense body quietly relaxed a little, and her dark green face also relaxed.

With her sparkling reddish eyes, she looked at the incarnation of Kunlan's will appearing beside her with surprise,

"Great, you finally woke up."

Kunlan looked at Bingdi's beautiful face with a smile, and the loneliness in his heart more or less weakened just now.

At this moment, Xuan Xi no longer appeared in the form of a small pocket blue dragon, but a medium-sized majestic blue dragon swam to Kunlan's side, but its playful and beating eyebrows betrayed the inner sullenness.

"Boy, you don't know how much this little scorpion worried about you when you were in a coma. You can see her eyes are red like a rabbit. That's because she couldn't help crying just now... Hehe."

Xuan Xi said meanly, it diverted Kunlan's attention to Bingdi first, and didn't want to continue the topic of messing up.

"you……"

Bingdi clenched her silver teeth and pointed at Xuanxi with jade fingers, but she met Kunlan's gaze, her fair and pretty face instantly turned red, and her heart couldn't stop beating.

As a cold-blooded emperor soul beast, she has never experienced this kind of life experience in hundreds of thousands of years. The only time she felt a similar heartbeat was when she first saw her sister.

After the startled glance at Xuedi's face, his heartbeat also accelerated for an instant, like an electric shock, but the degree was lower than now.

Kunlan's eyes flickered, and he also felt that the ice emperor's reaction was a bit strange, but the most urgent task was to deal with the mess left by the stupid dragon Xuan Xi.

"Tianmeng! Control the edge of your spiritual expansion, don't break it."

Kunlan's voice resounded in the spiritual world like rolling thunder. Here, Kunlan's will was everything. How could he allow his spiritual world to explode so easily.

"Big... my lord, the little one understands."

Tianmeng Iceworm's weak voice replied to Kunlan, with a little fear in its tone, it knew that Kunlan was the real boss.

With a thought of Kunlan, the tree of Zhige in the spiritual world erupted with bright light, and the four colors of red, gold, jasper and crystal blue reflected each other on the tree of Zhige, which was more than ten feet long.

Of course, crystal blue is limited by the meaning of "half-step water movement", and its light is slightly dimmer than the other three colors.

"bite!"

Kunlan pressed his sword finger, and the "Tree of Zhige" burst out with a majestic suction force, pulling the overloaded mental power of Tianmeng Iceworm into the trunk of the "Tree of Zhige", and as the platinum mental power poured into the "Tree of Zhige", the latter's size also swelled.

But Kunlan frowned slightly, he really sensed the spiritual quality of Tianmeng Iceworm——

Scum, really not ordinary scum.

It's no wonder that with a million-year cultivation base, even a 10-year-old soul beast with a stronger bloodline can't beat it.

While Kunlan speeded up his absorption, his mind also moved slightly. Now he seemed to be able to contact the "Fengyun Sword" hanging in the center of the spiritual world.

The independent and independent "Fengyun Sword" still has not broken its own legendary color, and the spiritual power that is about to squeeze Kunlan's spiritual world has not been able to get within a hundred meters of the "Fengyun Sword".

Borrowing the sword this time, Kunlan used the "Zhi Ge" sword intent of the Dzogchen realm to consume a lot of the sword intent reserves of "Fengyun Sword", and Kunlan also tried to call "Fengyun Sword" to absorb the excess spiritual power.

The latter also sacrificed to Qingguang, and together with him, he dealt with this batch of excess waste.

However, Kunlan found that the speed at which he and "Fengyun Sword" were devoured was still unable to keep up with the expansion of Tianmeng's spiritual power.

As expected of a cheap hamburger, it is really hard to swallow!

Kunlan asked aloud again:

"Tianmeng, can you seal a part of the spiritual origin?"

Of course, Tianmeng agreed sadly.

This is equivalent to forcibly holding back the part that is about to get out of the vat.

Of course, this will not have any impact on his host, the only thing that is extremely uncomfortable is his body and mind.

"Seal the remaining spiritual origin back."

Kunlan ordered that he found that his "Zhige Tree" and "Fengyun Sword" were no longer willing to absorb Tianmeng's cheap spiritual power, even though their respective reserves of sword intent were not fully saturated.

"It doesn't matter, the sky is big and the earth is big, living the biggest, I seal it!"

The Tianmeng Iceworm's two huge silkworm eyes flashed the determination of a strong man breaking his wrist, and three huge golden halos appeared on the back half of its body, forcibly cutting off the mental power gushing in like a torrent of steel and pressing it back into its original core. Its extremely distorted white and fat face portrayed the strange pain it was enduring at the moment.

"Well--"

In the next second, Kunlan also felt the stop of the forced expansion of the spiritual world.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and it was only a matter of time before he digested the excess mental power.

……

Kunlan slowly opened his eyes, the light golden pupils replaced the crystal blue ones, and the perception power spread all over his body again.

He found that the three fatal wounds on his chest had fully healed, and at the same time he also found the Shenhou guarding his body——

At this time, the hair on Shenhou's face had already condensed a layer of frost, and it was dozing off with its eyes closed peacefully.

The sound of Kunlan getting up also startled Shen Hou, whose eyelids trembled, and the ice shell all over his body cracked.

"you're awake?"

Shen Hou asked in surprise.

Well, aren't you awake too?

Kunlan smacked her lips, complaining silently in her heart.

(End of this chapter)