Chapter seven hundred and eighty fourth, the undead god of creation
"What kind of thing are you?"
Looking at the eyeballs moving on the wall, the Qifeng Zuo Puju subconsciously raised his claws and poked them. The pained eyes screamed.
Before he could answer, a large amount of energy fluctuations suddenly came close in the distance.
Sensing this scene, the storm of wind, turned around and continued to run away. However, before he could move, the wall ahead suddenly bloomed from it, revealing a road.
"Come in quickly! The pursuers are coming!"
Looking at the sudden appearance of the passage, the storm that quickly stopped moving and broke through the horse, and immediately showed a vigilant look in the soul ghost fire.
"Please fall into the trap? Do you think you can deceive me with such a simple method?"
"You! I have already become this virtue! How can I lead you into the trap? Come in quickly, we are on the same front, we are all enemies of the Golden Monarch! Trust me!"
Sensing the energy fluctuations around him were getting closer and closer, the eyes on the wall couldn't help but make a quick sound.
Seeing the wind breaking through the horse, I was still very cautious and had no intention of getting in.
His eyes were completely panicked and he shouted softly.
"I can tell you how to destroy this statue! Come in!"
As soon as these words came out, the wind that was hesitating on the opposite side, his eyes lit up and he drilled into the passage without any hesitation.
With a dull sound, the blooming wall healed again. From the outside, there was no trace of it, as if the door had never been opened just now.
A few seconds later, accompanied by a large number of figures, the golden soldiers who felt that they were being touched and attacked here immediately inspected here carefully.
After searching for a long time but not finding the enemy's trace, they finally determined that the enemy had escaped in advance. Just like countless times that had happened before, they hurriedly turned around and rushed to all directions.
Watching the enemy walk away, the storm hiding in the room inside the wall, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he turned his head and looked at the eyes on the wall with a vigilant look.
"Can you tell me who you are now? And what's going on with the Destruction God's statue you mentioned? Why did you show up to help me? What's the purpose!"
A series of questions were raised, and the eyes opposite him were silent after hearing this.
Two seconds later, the eyeballs suddenly drilled back into the wall, and then they only saw the entire wall wafting like the water surface. A figure with a very slender figure and purely made of wall materials appeared in front of the Fengfeng Zhuo.
Looking at the opposite side, he looked alert and slightly backed away to keep a distance. The metal man who showed up raised his hand to salute.
"Don't be afraid, I said we are our own people. Let me introduce myself here first. I am the Lord of Dusk, one of the supreme masters of this world, the founder of the power of sun, moon, and stars. Of course, now I am just a wisp of remnant soul that survives."
When he said this, the Lord of Dusk reached out to stroke the wall next to him, with a complicated look in his eyes.
"At that time, the Golden Monarch controlled this terrifying weapon to hunt us down. No matter how we used, we could not cause any damage to this thing. In the end, we fell into the hands of this thing one after another, and the corpse and divine nature were integrated into it, becoming a part of this thing forever."
Feeling the unique position emitted by the Lord of Dusk, the wind and the bustling horse did not have any doubts about his words.
After all, the power fluctuations of the Creator God cannot be disguised.
"Then how did you survive?"
"What I represent is the star of nirvana, which represents the dusk of heaven when all worlds are destroyed. Because of this, I, who is about to die, can integrate my soul into the body of the destruction of the Creator God, hide it in this statue, and escape by chance."
He raised his hand and looked at his arm, and the Lord of Dusk couldn't help but sigh heavily.
"It's just that my power is too weak now to be able to seize control of this thing with the Golden Monarch. So I have been waiting for the people who can compete with him, weaken him, and help me to appear, and you! They are the people I have been waiting for!"
A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and the Lord of Dusk looked excitedly at the wind and the broken horse.
"So let's cooperate! As long as you help me seize control of this statue of god, the golden monarch will lose its greatest support and will have an additional terrifying enemy. After killing him, I can give you everything here. I only have this body and my divine nature!"
Looking at the Lord of Dusk opposite him with excitement, the wind blew his eyebrows frowned.
"Help you seize control?"
"right."
"Give us all the spoils afterwards?"
"That's right."
"There is such a good thing? What should you do if you refuse to admit your conspiracy afterwards?"
"Don't admit it?"
Looking at the skeleton horse opposite, the Lord of Dusk had a very strange expression.
"I don't admit it. At worst, you can continue to hit me. Even the Golden Monarch who can perfectly control this body can't do anything to you. I, a remnant soul, will not be even more threatening to you? Even if I don't admit it on the spot, it's better to divide the power into two families than to control it in one person's hands, let alone the deep hatred between the Golden Monarch and I! You don't have to be afraid that I will cooperate with him!"
The Lord of Dusk said, and heard the storm of wind and nodded wildly.
If you think about it carefully, what the other party said is right. Now the only thing that the empire is troublesome is this giant who cannot be beaten.
If its power can be separated, then no matter how bad the situation is, even if the guy in front of him turns against each other and cooperates with the Lord of Gold.
It is definitely better to deal with than the Golden Monarch in this perfect state.
The storm that quickly made a decision in his heart made a decision and suddenly looked up at the other party.
"How do you want us to help you? It's okay to ask for something like this. My boss is so stingy. He has to pinch my neck and snatch it for a long time if he breaks a model. You, an outsider, expects him to pay for you? Then you might as well expect my boss to explode and directly slap that guy named the Golden Monarch to death."
Seeing the wind and the piercing horse finally agreed to help, the Lord of Dusk breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's actually very simple to help me. You just need to find a Creation God-level existence and help me seal the energy connection between the statue of the god and the Golden Monarch!"
"God of Creation?"
"right!"
"Sorry, no, is the Lord God doing? I can call as much as you want."
"No! The power of the Lord God cannot block the spiritual connection of the Creator God. He can still control the statue remotely."
Hearing the storm of wind and breaking the horses, they said that they did not have the Creation God, the Lord of Dusk's eyes narrowed, and hesitated for a moment before speaking again.
Chapter completed!