The End of the World: At the beginning, I seized the SSS-level superpower

Immortal realm!

The only thing Zhao Yin could be sure of was that he had never heard of this kind of ability.

It’s the field system!

Every domain-related ability is extremely rare and is a powerful weapon in war!

"What does it mean to be immortal?"

Zhao Yin murmured: "Could it be that he can't die?"

"Owner!"

Xiao Hong stood in front of Zhao Yin, sensed her master's doubt, and immediately explained in her mind.

"In the realm of immortality, the wolves under my protection all have the ability to share life!"

"In every battle, as long as there is one wolf left alive, it can share its vitality with its companions!"

"Anyone who wants to kill the wolves in the field will be killed in one blow, otherwise, the wolves will never die!"

After saying that, Xiaohong looked at Zhao Yin calmly.

Zhao Yin understood. Sharing life?

In other words, with every battle, the enemy's numbers are reduced, and although the wolves will also be injured, they still maintain their numbers due to the existence of the Undead Realm!

As one side gains, the other loses. In a war, as long as the disparity in strength is not too great.

Then, the one who will win in the end must be the wolf pack!

What's more, there are therapeutic potions.

The wolf was about to die, but because of the life force shared by his companions, he managed to hold on forcibly and had the opportunity to take the healing potion...

What Zhao Yin least wanted to see was the reduction in the number of beasts.

For a long time, he had always planned before taking action in every battle.

In every battle, he tried his best to ensure that his contracted beast would not die...

Now, there is Xiaohong’s immortal realm.

He no longer needs to worry too much about the wolf pack losing members...

From then on, there were two wolf kings and three thousand three hundred prairie wolves.

It is an absolutely powerful weapon in his hand!

Zhao Yin was happy and ordered: "Xiaohong, open the field and let me see!"

"Yes! Master!"

Xiaohong let out a low roar, and a faint blood-red color quickly spread around it.

In the blink of an eye, it covers an area of ​​ten thousand meters!

Zhao Yin could clearly feel that in this area, there was a mysterious and extraordinary factor floating in the air.

What exactly is it, how is it formed, and which branch of rules does it belong to?

Zhao Yin had no way of knowing.

He only knew that if he wanted to experience the true power of the immortal realm, he needed a real war.

Obviously, it is impossible for him to be so idle as to hurt his contracted beast.

Zhao Yin asked Xiaohong to put away the domain and looked back.

The first batch of pseudo-mutated beasts that absorbed the divine base are still not over.

It will take at least a whole day for all pseudo-mutant beasts to unlock their B-level potential.

Zhao Yin didn't want to wait any longer because he had one most important thing to do.

Find Jiang Xiner!

This matter is imminent. The current end of the world is beyond Zhao Yin’s understanding of his previous life.

Every day of delay is a day of increased danger.

Zhao Yin entered the invisible tent alone and took out the scroll of time.

[Time Scroll: Grade SSS! Type: Special Peeping Time Treasure! Usage: In a blank scroll, use your mental power to imprint someone's information, present the long river of time, and peek into the past and future related to them! Note: A one-time use item! Extremely precious, can peek into secrets from ancient times to the present]

If he could really find Jiang Xiner with this, Zhao Yin wouldn't feel sorry even if he consumed this treasure.

He took out his own Demonic Knife and cut the index finger of his left hand.

A drop of bright red blood slowly dripped down between the fingers and onto the scroll.

The next moment, a faint fluorescent light emanated from the scroll, and a connection between Zhao Yin and the scroll emerged in his mind.

Zhao Yin slowly closed his eyes.

In recent months, Zhao Yin didn't know whether he could find that girl again in this life.

The memories that he had deliberately sealed away and dared not open were like breaking the ice in his heart.

The image of Jiang Xiner in his previous life emerged in his mind.

The first time I saw it was at an auction.

He was the VIP of the auction...and she was the auction item in the iron cage.

There is never a shortage of beauties in the apocalypse, she is just an ordinary survivor.

Zhao Yin spent ten C-grade corpse crystals just for her.

"I... my name is Jiang Xiner... I... thank you very much for taking me in."

"Go wash your face!"

That day, her face was very dirty, as if it had been deliberately smeared with carbon ash, so that her features were obscured, allowing Zhao Yin to save a lot of corpse crystals.

It was also for this reason that Zhao Yin developed a little interest in her.

At first, he just regarded her as one of countless women.

But, I just want to enjoy her young body and beauty.

She is not good at speaking, and among the many women who try to please Zhao Yin, she is the least noticeable one.

Zhao Yin didn't expect that in the end, everything would come to an end.

She would accompany Song Xiaodao and Ning Yue together... and die on that windy and sandy night.

"If it weren't for Brother Yin's protection, I, Jiang Xin'er, would have long since become a plaything of a superpower. Since Brother Yin can't leave, Xin'er won't leave either!"

These were Jiang Xiner's last words that day.

She had always been timid and cowardly, but at the end of her life, she was the most indifferent one.

Zhao Yin once wanted to ask her, if she was so afraid of becoming the superior...

Am I no longer a plaything when I'm with Zhao Yin?

He was just a little gentler to her and treated her better than the average superior.

But she did this.

Giving it all...

Zhao Yin depicted her appearance in the scroll of time based on the last look he took at her that night...

She had long hair, some of which was dry and yellow due to malnutrition, and was blown by the wind and sand, making it a myriad of strands.

Unlike Ning Yue's stunning look, she had a baby face and big black and white eyes, looking as delicate as a porcelain doll.

She is also different from Song Xiaodao's eccentricity. She is very timid. Even after the end of the world, she is still afraid of the dark, pain, and dead people... She even dares not touch the dried corpse of a bug.

She is timid, well-behaved, sensible and obedient...

Following Zhao Yin, the appearance in his memory was imprinted on the scroll of time.

The scroll in his hand slowly unfolded, and a hint of coldness came from it.

Zhao Yin never asked about her origins.

As Zhao Yin opened his eyes, the painting was like a drop of water falling into the calm water, slowly creating ripples...

A little girl emerged from the ripples.

She looked only two or three years old, with skin as white as snow and big eyes that were innocent and clear.

At first sight, Zhao Yin knew that she was Jiang Xiner when she was young.

A slender white arm was holding her tightly. As the scene bumped along, it was vaguely visible that she was sitting in a car.

Soon, the car stopped.

The young woman holding the little girl entered the picture of the scroll of time.

She was wearing a well-fitting cheongsam, with her hair tied up high. She looked beautiful and elegant, and it was obvious at first glance that she was not an ordinary person.

The person who opened the car door for the mother and daughter was a soldier.

The vehicle they were riding in was actually a military bulletproof vehicle.

The mother and daughter walked towards a private villa, and a handsome young soldier came towards them, with the rank of major general on his shoulders...

The little girl happily left her mother's arms and rushed towards the young soldier...

Zhao Yin was stunned for a moment, he never knew that Jiang Xiner once had such a prominent identity.

The images flashed quickly, with a little girl bidding farewell to her father, a girl heading to school, and a fifty-year-old couple, both wearing high-level military uniforms, who looked like her grandparents...