Legend of the Dragon King: The Holy Sword Maker

Chapter 295 Wasteland
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"Is it raining?"

Zhao Mingyu was awakened by the rain. He knew that he was lying on the ground, but he felt that he was floating in the air. Obviously, he was in a bad state...

I have to leave quickly. How long have I been asleep, or can't I move?

When the pain came, Zhao Mingyu used his soul power to force his body to move. It might be because he hadn't moved for too long. After warming up with soul power, he found that his arms could move.

As a prosthesis, the left arm can flexibly resist movement as long as the soul power is input, but it is not very useful to Zhao Mingyu now...

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, Zhao Mingyu was uncomfortable all over, and the wound on the surface was barely healed, but it would open if he was not careful.

"Whoo~"

Zhao Mingyu took a breath and disappeared in such a wilderness. Fortunately, Avalon is a safe place, otherwise he would have been eaten by some ferocious beast.

"The next step is to take care of the body..."

Zhao Mingyu is still very experienced in operating his soul power and straightening the disordered bones. He can also manipulate familiars to accomplish things that he cannot do. It is also thanks to this body. Everyone dies during surgery...

"It's finally over, Fufu..."

Zhao Mingyu passed out again. The last time he took the initiative to use illusion, he was unconscious for more than ten days. He didn't know how long it would take this time. He hadn't had any nutritional supplements for a long time.

Time passed by like this.

There was nothing wrong with them who were still studying in Shrek, Tang Wulin still buried the bones there.

Gu Yue became more and more withdrawn, she was originally a person who didn't talk much.

"Mingyu, where have you been, please send a message quickly."

Avalon…

When Zhao Mingyu woke up for the first time, he was already skinny, and his body's energy had already been exhausted.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Zhao Mingyu paused for a while.

How sad.

"Drink some water before you have a good meal. In a few months, go to the Blood God Legion."

Zhao Mingyu first ate some soft food to supplement his nutrition. Now he doesn't want to go anywhere. Since he is practicing, he must control himself well. He is a bit like a renunciate...

A few days later, more than a month has passed since the last departure, Zhao Mingyu broke through again, level 64, and the battle armor was repaired, but it was repaired after going to several cities to buy props.

Today is another sunny day. Zhao Mingyu is going there again. If he is lucky this time, he might be able to bring back some information...

Turn on plane transfer...

Zhao Mingyu came to that dark world again, and this time he placed the familiar in advance, and the location was chosen long ago...

As far as the eye can see, there is vast land and sparse vegetation. If possible, Zhao Mingyu really wants to fly to the sky to have a look, but he doesn't know how long the dark clouds are.

Except for occasional light penetration, most of the time it is dark and dim.

Holding the light and walking for less than a few kilometers, Zhao Mingyu discovered a large amount of flesh and blood, and there were also bones and flesh like fossils... Judging from the time, it should have been many years.

There may still be humans alive in this world, or it may be destroyed by demons in the not-too-distant past...

In Zhao Mingyu's eyes, such a future could happen on Douluo Dalu at any time.

"Looking at it now, isn't this kind of world a bit like survival in the wasteland?" Zhao Mingyu turned around and saw the reflective objects...

He hurriedly ran in that direction. As for why he used lights, since he could run anywhere anytime, why didn't he explore carefully.

At an extremely fast speed, Zhao Mingyu soon came to the place where he saw the reflection.

"This is a broken mirror..." Zhao Mingyu took out the Holy Sword of Stars and looked around, but found nothing...

"Mirror…"

Zhao Mingyu's face became heavy, indicating that this planet's resistance to destruction is more exaggerated than he imagined... Maybe it's only a few decades or hundreds of years.

"Is there movement in front?" Zhao Mingyu murmured, the familiar's information passed through, last time the Berserk Demon blew himself up, so he didn't get any information.

Space teleportation opens...

Zhao Mingyu appeared behind that demon in an instant, and suddenly a stench came over him, his whole body was covered with pustules, his appearance was several grades uglier than Berserker's...

Before the despicable demon could react, Zhao Mingyu grabbed his neck with his left arm regardless of his nausea.

"What the hell do you know? Tell me the truth, so that you can die more quickly!"

"Fufu?"

The little beast Fufu disappeared from Zhao Mingyu's shoulder, it disliked these creatures very much...

Memories are broken and disorganized...

Zhao Mingyu, who has been proficient for a long time, has already extracted the information he wants, and I don't know if there is a demonologist...

The demon in his hand now is the lowest of the original demons, and can be transformed into ghouls and shadows by the demon lords. I am afraid that the ghosts that can be seen everywhere here are transformed by them.

And most of the demons will feed on the original demon, so last time the mouse familiar hit the devoured one.

Usually short hands can't kill them, it usually turns into a foul-smelling vapor, which recovers after a day or two, and these vicious demons will attack all non-demonic creatures...

Of course, cannibalism is also an indispensable highlight, which can be led by high-level demons.

Fiery flames erupted from Zhao Mingyu's left arm. Since he said it to his heart's content, he naturally wouldn't make a mistake. The terrifying high temperature instantly sent this demon into the bottomless abyss...

It's just started now, Zhao Mingyu is okay to see if there is any more information, if not, occasionally fight and exercise himself.

"The Balrog..."

The fragments that Zhao Mingyu read are ancient and terrifying representatives of evil, usually leading the demon army.

No matter how chaotic and evil it is, there are certain rules to speak of. Zhao Mingyu continued to walk in this wasteland, and naturally he would inevitably find surprising discoveries...

"How many people died here..."

Zhao Mingyu flipped the landmark lightly and found that there was a structure like a house, and countless broken bones were buried underneath.

Gently touching the ground with my arm, memories suddenly flooded up, people came and went in the city, the devil's passage suddenly opened, and the invasion happened without warning...

"... "

It took a long time for Zhao Mingyu to slow down, and shook his head: Is this the thought of the undead passed to the future?The more beautiful the easier it is to be destroyed...

Zhao Mingyu didn't want to read this past anymore.

Screams, howls, calls for help... still kept thinking in his heart... but he could only watch and couldn't do anything.

Maybe when the new God Realm is born on that day, these demons will calm down a bit.

"These demons don't need pity at all. One day they will grow into new demon lords, Louis... Is this your real name?" Zhao Mingyu knew that he didn't know his real name, otherwise he could summon him now.

After clearing away the boredom in his heart, Zhao Mingyu found many demons, but they were all weak existences, and some of them were similar to Berserk Demons, but he solved them with one move.

It seems that even if it is the same species, the one that bumps into it for the first time is very powerful...

He also knows a lot of the real names of the demons, and he sent those demons to the bottomless abyss... You can try to summon them in the future. They didn't die in the bottomless abyss in advance, after all, they couldn't be resurrected there.

(End of this chapter)