Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

Chapter 465 The Germination of the Evil Empire (Subscribe)

"You trash, get out of our Yon family."

A cold, majestic voice came.

It made many Amon Luo in the martial arts arena look shocked.

They looked over one after another, wanting to know what happened.

I saw a tall, strong physique, two thick fangs more than ten centimeters long, slightly curved, shining faintly in the sun.

A simple leather armor was worn on the thick and powerful arms.

The muscles on his body are like vigorous old tree roots clinging to the ground.

In front of that Amonro was a young Amonro who seemed to be in his early twenties.

That young Amonro was named Yon Yeh.

He was once the most outstanding arrogance of the Yon family.

Looking at the domineering family elders, Yue Enye clenched his fists tightly, his body trembling with grief and indignation at the sudden humiliation.

Back then, when his sea of ​​anger had not broken and he was hailed as the number one pride, these family elders were so humble, they tried their best to kneel and lick, hoping that he would not forget their kindness when he rises in the future.

A few years ago, he was young and energetic, and he had already reached the peak of the Venerable Realm Dzogchen at a young age.

Only one step away, you can step into the alchemy realm and become the top powerhouse in the famous town.

But at this time, he was taught a lesson by a high-ranking and powerful veteran who had already stepped into the king's realm, and he lost his cultivation.

Practice is divided into Qi Condensation, Miaoxuan, Dongtian, Mingwen, and then Venerable, Shinichi, King Realm.

After that, there are the rare realms of holy level, divine fire, etc.

The true God Realm powerhouse has not been seen for thousands of years.

Wang Jing is already a rare master in the world.

After the strong man abolished Yon Ye's cultivation, broke his sea of ​​energy and life palace, and cut off his path of cultivation, these guys all changed their appearance.

Treat him as a catastrophe, a waste, and insult him in every possible way.

Now even want to kick him out.

The former Yon Ye was unparalleled in talent, and stepped into the realm of venerable at a young age.

Countless Amonroes believed that Jon Yeh would become a strong king in the future and dominate the party.

Who ever thought that Tianjiao had not yet grown, but had already fallen.

Now, the Yorn family wants to drive him out directly.

A burst of anger and grief welled up in Jon Ye's heart.

Thinking that when he was young, his parents were brutally murdered, and he encountered misfortune when he achieved a little achievement, and his cultivation base was abolished by the vicious King Realm powerhouse.

Now, they have to be kicked out by the Yon family who used to be said to be a family.

The other party expelled him in public, making it clear that he wanted to lose face and become the laughing stock of others.

The martial arts arena is extremely spacious, and it is morning again, and there are many family members practicing here.

With the roar of the elders of the family.

Members of many families all started talking in low voices.

"Sure enough, as I expected, he was kicked out on the spot."

"This waste, really lost the family's face."

"At the beginning, I was too rampant, thinking that I was so awesome, but that's how it turned out!!"

"What a waste."

They looked at Eon Ye with sarcasm in their eyes.

It was a shame to be swept out of the house on the spot.

Those words of disdain and ridicule fell into Eon Ye's ears, as if sharp thorns had pierced his heart fiercely.

It made his breathing more and more rapid, making his heart more bitter.

He struggled to breathe.

Trying to endure the shame and abuse.

After a while, he raised his head and glanced at the family elders and many members of the Yorn clan with red eyes.

Put on a sneer.

"Don't think how much I want to stay in this family. It's not that you want me to leave today, but that I voluntarily withdraw from the Yueen clan. Three years in Hedong, three years in Hexi, I advise you, don't bully the young and poor."

After leaving such a sentence, Yoen Ye turned around and walked out.

He is not allowed here, but he is allowed elsewhere.

When he rises in the future, he must avenge today.

"Brother Yon. Ye." A voice came from behind the members of the Yon family.

A girl with fair and delicate skin and two fangs as white as jade, Amonro, who was underage, hurried over, calling for her brother who had been her childhood sweetheart.

The female Amonro exudes a cool and indifferent temperament, like a green lotus blooming.

At a young age, he already had the appearance of disastrous to the country and the people.

It is hard to imagine, if she grows up, this woman Amonro will be so overwhelming.

The woman Amonro was named Eoun Mei, and she quickly chased after Eoen Ye amidst a group of jealous and envious eyes.

Walking out of the mansion of the Yon family, Yon Mei caught up with Yon Ye who was expelled.

Those beautiful and moving eyes with autumn water in them showed infinite tenderness.

A white, thick hand gently held Jon Ye's hand.

"Brother Yoen Ye, don't be so impulsive!!" Yoen Mei said: "The great world is approaching, and there are evil spirits from outside the territory. If you don't have the protection of your family, how can you escape the catastrophe in the future. I'll go Talk to the patriarch, it must be that the great elder is cheating and wants to occupy the property left by your lineage, so he wants to drive you away."

"Forget it, that's the end of this matter." Jon Ye shook his head, his fat ears swaying with his movements, "I'm already useless, and staying here is just a sad joke. Why don't you just go outside for a while, if my life is doomed, then let me die with some dignity."

"If you can regain the path of cultivation, today's shame will have to be paid back a hundredfold by those guys."

Jon Ye made up his mind, he let go of Jon Mei holding his hand, turned around and left.

The sun is like a brazier, hanging high in the sky.

The air is like a heated steam oven, even the air is hot.

Jon Ye was walking on the avenue with a piece of green grass in his mouth, chewing it slightly, letting the faint bitterness permeate his mouth.

He has already been kicked out of the Yorn clan, and if he stays there, he will only be reduced to a laughing stock.

The only thing he can do is to go as far as possible.

Even if you die outside, you can't die in front of those guys, lest you die and be mocked by them.

"Other people time travel, I time travel, and the result is indeed so embarrassing."

Jon Ye has a secret in his heart.

This secret has never been dared to tell others.

In fact, he is not the Amonro of this world.

He comes from a more developed world.

Amonro in that world took another path, not the way of practice.

As for why he came here, he didn't know.

As he grew older, Jon Ye also had some vague understanding of this world.

The wind of practice prevails in this world.

There are strong people who can condense visions and control mighty power.

You can move mountains and seas with your hands.

A blade of grass can cut down thousands of stars.

Jon Ye, who had just learned about this at first, was extremely excited.

Practice has always been his dream in previous lives.

In his previous life, he was just a poor low-level Amonro, who was oppressed and miserable all his life

In this life, he had secretly sworn that he would never let others manipulate him

He wants to embark on the road of longevity and aspire to be the strongest.

To this day I can no longer cover his eyes.

Those who follow him will prosper, and those who oppose him will perish.

It was okay at the beginning, he awakened his peerless talent, practiced rapidly, and became the king of the all-powerful party just around the corner.

But there was a sudden change.

Losing all his cultivation bases, it became a sad joke.

He is unwilling.

Why did the world treat him like this! !

Heaven is unfair! !

One day, if he can climb to the peak, he will destroy this damned sky.

As the strongest arrogance in the past, Yon Ye is well-known in the city of Kantan where he lives.

Without Amonro I don't know, without Amonro I don't know.

When he was deported, word traveled fast, too.

"Isn't this the waste that was expelled by the Yon family?"

"Poor thing, like a dog."

"At the beginning, I said that there is no need to worship the ancestors. I will definitely surpass the ancestors. Now it seems that I am a big fool."

"It's more than just this sentence. Back then, there was a sentence that was even more shameless and more capable of pretending."

"Is that a new name, Jon Ye, will be added to the leaderboard that tells the world that the world's arrogant?"

"Isn't it that sentence, I'm not saying you are rubbish, but everyone is rubbish, not even a single Amonro who can fight."

"Pretending too much, I was slapped in the face."

"Haha, I deserved to be abolished by someone else's King Realm powerhouse back then."

Jon Ye was so angry that his back molars creaked.

Looking at the ridicules on the pig's faces, he remembered them all.

One day, he will come back.

At that time, these Amonro who look down on him will all kneel at his feet.

After leaving the city of Kantan, Yoen Ye didn't know where to go.

With the only money he had on his body, he found a road vehicle pulled by livestock.

The car quickly left the city of Kantan, leaving the endless humiliation behind.

"Today's shame, I will never forget." Eoin Ye, who was sitting in the car, said hoarsely and firmly.

[Ding, the invincible sign-in lottery system has been activated]

[Ding, the check-in location is refreshed, Kantan City. 】

[Ding, this sign-in triggers a lucky crit for newcomers, and you can get rare rewards above five stars. 】

[Ding, the rewards are in place, get the seven-star rare reward, World Tree Life Soul. 】

[Whether to receive the reward. 】

When Yoen Ye vowed that he would never be humiliated again.

A strange sound came into his ears.

His expression changed, he suddenly turned around, his eagle-like eyes scanned behind him for a while, but he didn't find a single figure.

Until a suspended light screen appeared in front of him.

Only then did he realize that the words just now were not deliberately tricked by a strong man.

But there is really a system.

I saw the words "whether to receive the reward" displayed on the light screen.

Joan Ye felt ecstasy in his heart.

Could this be the golden finger that travelers must have! !

Goodness see you.

After suffering so much humiliation, he finally got lucky and awakened Goldfinger.

With the system in hand, I still worry about not being able to change my fate against the sky.

Those damn idiots, it's time to let them know that Yon Yeh is coming back strong.

"Receive it." Jon Ye said in his heart.

I just felt an incomparable force pouring in like a volcano, rushing into his palace of life and all the caves.

Hundreds of semi-illusory golden shackles faintly appeared on his body surface, and then all of them shattered with a bang.

Terrible power spewed out, and the car was directly torn apart.

Even the coachman was charred in astonishment, exuding a tangy barbecue smell.

Yon Ye felt that his cultivation base was advancing by leaps and bounds, and he crossed the three realms of Qi Condensation, Miaoxuan, and Dongtian in an instant, and became an inscription-level powerhouse again.

Feel it carefully, at least it is half a step of Dzogchen in the middle level of the inscription pattern, and it can be regarded as a master.

All the clothes on Jon Ye's body were also burned, but he didn't care about this, but closed his eyes, and his consciousness entered the palace of life.

The palace of life is the foundation of practice, and the sea of ​​qi is the source of practice.

When he offended a strong man in the king realm back then, his palace of life was destroyed, his sea of ​​energy was destroyed, and his cultivation base was completely ruined.

But with the reappearance of the soul of life, the sea of ​​​​qi is slowly recovering.

A stream of white breath reappeared, circulating from his four bones and ten veins, endlessly.

"Hahaha." Jon Ye laughed loudly, and the dilapidated Palace of Fate was repaired, which revived him.

As long as it takes time, the time when he breaks into the king's realm is the time to repay his shame.

Jon Ye endured the impulsiveness of returning to Kantan City at this moment, slapping those Amonroes who laughed at him just now.

He knew that this was definitely not a good time to go back.

Those who are interested will definitely tell the King Realm powerhouse about his recovery. At that time, the other party will definitely attack again out of the idea of ​​cutting grass and roots.

He will be in a dangerous situation, and he has to plan before making a move, and wait until the time is right and his strength will recover.

Return to Kantan City and wash away the shame.

Thinking of this, Jon Ye walked forward naked.

After this baptism, his whole body was filled with crystal light, just like gems.

Jon Ye walked swaggeringly, and regained his former look.

At this time, the system jumped out of another task.

After completing the task, he will receive a point draw.

[A total of 3,000 targets have been screened, all targets have been embedded in the standard observation guidance module, and are luring each other. 】

[The data is being fed back, the target fate model is being observed, and the target route is being outlined. 】

[When the branch of fate is detected, the operation subroutine is started, and a total of 0.326% of the calculation amount of the brain is allocated to analyze the branch. 】

An unimaginable flow of data flowed along the machine cables, and finally flowed into the brain of the sage Regula along the nerve cables.

At this time, he was swimming in the sea of ​​data, searching for the supreme truth in the name of the Holy Emperor.

A proton detector smaller than an atom is wandering in the world named Experiment Site 00 by Regula, collecting information about the whole world for him.

The first stage of the doomsday device has achieved experimental success in the world called Kyushu.

But this alone cannot make Regula win in the fierce competition of sages.

There are many anti-subspace devices, and his final device is certainly the best, but it is not the most special.

Regula had many new ideas.

That is to implant the function of manipulating fate into the doomsday device, so as to guide the enemies who dare to hinder the empire to self-destruction.

The word fate has always been very delicate.

Throughout the ages, many people have tried to explain the wonderful vocabulary of fate.

From divination, easy numbering, horoscope, astrology, tarot cards, physiognomy, bone phase, etc., human beings have introduced countless means to predict fate.

Even the Pantheon, which was born with the help of real creatures, often has the position of fate.

Goddess of Fate, Spindle of Fate, Loom of Fate, and more.

People think fate is like a thread.

A person's life is programmed, no matter what he does, he just lives according to the programmed destiny.

Such a theory will be ridiculed by the less informed, awed by the more learned, and overthrown by those eager to reach the end of the truth.

From the theory of cosmic evolution currently prevailing in the empire, it can be known that the universe also evolved from nothing.

Everything that people are accustomed to may have been formed through a long and ancient evolution.

The so-called immortal god is just a flash in the pan on the road of evolution.

In eternity, there is nothing eternal.

The universe itself is like an ingeniously designed program, and those mutations and changes will be recorded, which will become a new direction of evolution, thereby creating a diverse ecology of the universe.

From a macro point of view, the fate of most creatures is doomed.

They all go according to their programmed destiny.

Like a flower blooming and falling.

That peanut was born there and died there.

Roots sprout in spring, green leaves and flowers grow in summer, leaves fall and bear fruit in autumn, and die in winter.

This is the life of flowers, the fate of flowers.

Of course, this is based on the absence of external force interference.

If someone breaks a flower, destroys it, or is eaten by other animals, the fate of the flower will change.

But from a macro point of view, the fate of flowers is like this, it has been doomed.

A white peony in a flower bed will not turn overnight into a red peony capable of growing in the desert.

Even if it is going to evolve, it will not happen in one generation, it will only happen in tens of thousands or millions of iterations.

The same is true of the universe.

It will not become what it is today in one evolution, it must go through complex evolution and multiple iterations to achieve it.

The fate of most flowers seems to be woven.

They are born, grow up, reproduce, and die in a step-by-step manner, and they are gone.

Maybe Hua thinks what her life is like, what it is like.

But from a macro perspective, it is just one factor in a long evolution.

The joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of flowers are insignificant to the grand destiny.

Regula picked three thousand Amunro.

Then according to the cognition of these low-level natives, give them the so-called golden fingers.

At the same time, Regula will continue to rain down various disasters, making them more and more divided.

At the same time, the curtain of reality is enhanced, so that they cannot manipulate the energy of the warp and resist those terrible disasters.

So that they can lead the entire civilization to death little by little, and make the entire race extinct.

This is just a small experiment.

But it is definitely of great significance to the empire.

If it is successful and detailed data is obtained, the war will enter a whole new level.

At that time, the empire will be able to deploy machines of doom throughout the universe.

Those races would be too busy fighting among themselves, killing each other, without wondering why they were in trouble.

They would go extinct on their own, saving the empire a lot of work and speeding up the colonization process.

When faced with foreign enemies, many races will unite and fight against each other.

But if they don't even know where the foreign enemies are, they will kill each other for the only resources left.

The thread of fate for the enemies of the empire to be destroyed has been woven quietly.

In their ignorance, they tend to self-destruct.

Regula also found a special individual.

The other party has traveled from other universes.

It is different from the planned and premeditated colonial crossing of the empire.

These traversers are obviously wanderers without a plan.

Their souls are not devoured by the receiving and inanimate.

Wrapped by the turbulent ether flow, it was sent to other universes.

Just like a shipwreck in the ocean, some people drowned directly, but some lucky and unlucky ones were able to drift hundreds of sea miles, were washed ashore, and survived.

Such lucky ones are rare, but that doesn't mean they don't exist.

As long as the base is large enough, there can be many.

This target was marked by Sage Regula.

Maybe, they can also extract information from the original universe from the other party's hands.

At that time, we can follow this clue and present a new cosmic coordinate for the empire.

If the plan goes well, the empire can also use this method to screen out those traversers in the future, obtain the coordinates of their original universe, and launch an invasion.

"Sage."

A voice interrupted Sage Regula, who was traveling in the sacred data stream.

it annoyed him a little

"Please, wake up. Lord Calga asks to speak to you, Sage."