Black Ride

For a long time, the tyrant was not a tyrant, and he did not control thousands of beasts. The only difference between him and the common plague species is that he is born into a human form, and the brain is more developed than most plague species.

The place where the tyrant was born was not the wilderness of the enemy-occupied area, but the place where one of the names was imprinted in the depths of the gene, called the "abyss".

In the memory of the tyrant, there is no sun in the abyss, and the sky and the earth in the abyss are dark. In the morning, a curved blaze of light will appear on the abyss. The white light trail that stretches from the eastern horizon across the unknown to the western horizon is the symbol of the morning.

There are endless species of animal and plant plague in the abyss. The main tone here is "self-killing". All plague species are killing each other, swallowing the same kind or heterogeneous, all in order to climb higher gene peaks!

No feelings, no personality, the abyss is a machine factory, set the rules, the instinct of all living beings is to kill other creatures. And such a place that is no different from the slaughterhouse is the "hometown" that runs through the memory of the first half of the beast.

Compared with the latter half of the tyrant, there is nothing wrong with the first half of life. The cockroaches of the first half of the life were so violent that day, because on that day, the tyrant met with the throne of the darkness under the guidance of fate.

The black throne stood on the gray-black bones and piled up on the bones of the bones. Thick dust and cobwebs accumulate between the tall thrones, which is the throne of the past time. Just at the foot of the mountain of the bones, I experienced a murderous tyrant, and the power that has settled in the body for a long time has finally gathered into a siege hammer that hits the third-order wall. The tyrant slammed the wall and successfully gained the power of “oversized”.

Perhaps this is fate. After the oversized tyrant, he was placed in the center of countless corpses of the same kind. Looking up, he saw the throne of the darkness standing on the summit of the bones. The throne is exactly commensurate with his evolving body shape. It is dusty in the long years, and like his present, stands in the bones.

The tyrant at that time thought that the throne seemed to be very lonely, and it seemed to be very close to him.

The tyrant climbed the mountain of the bones, smashed the dust and cobwebs on the throne of the throne, and sat on the throne. Since then, there has been one less in the abyss, and one more than the third-order hegemon who can call the wind and rain!

For the first time, the tyrant sat on the throne of the black, and the spine was connected to the throne of the darkness. He absorbed the life energy accumulated in the years after the dust in the throne of the throne, and gained some of the power of the throne. This part of the ability is "giving" and "attracting."

He can break down part of his body, give other life pure vitality, help him restore strength, rebuild body tissue; he can attract any plague species that contain a lot of kinetic viruses, let them fall into the trap of the throne, borrow The life energy is transformed by the throne to fill yourself.

The tyrant understands that this ability is incomplete. Only when the throne is hidden in the last "one-third" ability, this ability can be truly complete. So he embarked on a journey to find the last "third" of the throne, relying on "attracting" the hunting of countless lives, and relying on "giving" to form a violent army that belongs to him only!

The tyrant who has the throne of the black has always believed in the existence of fate. He believes that as long as he continues to follow the path of destiny, he will reach his final destination.

The fusion of bones is only part of the journey, the tyrant did not expect it, this is actually a fate encounter!

Not bones are the bones of the fourth-order life, and the main type of power is not the same as the Dark Throne before the Lord's life! The tyrant absorbed the bones through the throne of the darkness, and the gear of destiny jumped out of the original cycle and entered a new cycle! He was guided by fate, and naturally sacrificed his body, in exchange for the rebirth of the throne.

The thoroughly transformed tyrant really gained the full power of the Inky Throne! The Dark Throne has changed from his "treasure" to a "prop" that is completely dominated by him.

"To pursue the path of destiny, to overcome all difficulties, you will grow up! The rest will inevitably get ‘growth’, and the rest will become a new emperor on the wasteland! Because this is the road to destiny that must be embarked on!”

The tyrant looked at the three-footed knife that was constantly cracked between his hands and was about to smash without suspense. There was a storm in his heart! He feels that he has crushed this long knife, which is to block the obstacles that prevent him from advancing! He has a wonderful premonition: when he absorbs this unique human being, he will open up a new path of growth for himself!

The tyrant suddenly spoke, the voice is like the demon of the abyss, the temptation of evil: "Juvenile, the gravitation of fate" is unstoppable by all beings. Except for fate, the ability to control all beings is the remaining power! You are the last trump card of this group of human beings, Let me tell you the name of the ability. This is the ability of the rest - 'the power of the king!'

The moment when these four words entered Wu Qi’s ear, Wu Qi suddenly smashed the last layer of window paper about the tyrant’s ability~www.wuxiaspot.com~ completely concentrated attention can not be controlled to spread to one tenth of the heart .

The next moment, Wu Qi’s vision center opened up a **** aurora! At this moment, the long knife was detonated from the inside to the outside by the power of the tyrant. Hundreds of sharp fragments of different shapes collapsed along the trajectory of the crack, and half of the fragments of blood-colored energy were inhaled by the tyrant, and half of the fragments were The impact of the blasting is wrapped and straight into Wu Qi’s chest!

Wu Qi’s lips immediately flowed out of a dark red blood, and the spine forced a powerful kinetic energy to smash dozens of long knives. He widened the obsidian-like eyes and stared at the blade, and only one-third of the blade and the long knife of the handle.

The long knife is still in his hand, but the long knife is already...

Wu Qi feels that there are three currents violently erupting all over the body. He subconsciously reacts. The shape of the tyrant's hands and feet has disappeared before his eyes!

The speed at which the tyrant is serious is not under Wu Qi, and his physical strength and strength are far greater than him.

Three crisp and cracked bones sounded almost at the same time. Wu Qi’s body flew out like a broken kite and fell to the roof without any unloading action. He was kneeling on the roof of the car, and his right hand was still holding the shank of the broken knife, and his limbs were squatting, but he could not force it to climb.

Wu Qi’s left elbow and the knees of the two legs were all smashed. The broken bone pierced the skin and flesh, and the skin outside the three joints was stained with a scarlet, and the red blood dripped down the surface of the white bone. Tick ​​and ticking into a spot of blood.