The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"Is there really no way to get out?"

Soshyan, who was wearing phoenix armor, looked at the direction Veronica pointed to, but there was only one wall, and he tried to open the wall, but whether it was slashing or knocking, the thick rock Always stay motionless.

"I can't think of a way at the moment."

Veronica in a long dress stood beside Soshyan and raised her hand to summon a burst of energy, but it disappeared immediately after hitting the rock.

The current state of the two sides is still achieved after Suoshyang persuaded him for a long time, and made three "efforts", otherwise Veronica would have to get tired of him for a while - the premise is that the Yanyang Sword has also replenished its strength. When Soshyan picked it up, the attached armor had been restored.

"This--"

Suo Shiyang frowned, he still has a lot of things to do, and it is impossible to indulge in the gentle village all the time.

Suddenly, a light flashed in his mind, and then he drove the gray marrow in his body.

In fact, he found out a long time ago that after being soaked in that pool of water, the gray marrow seemed to have changed differently and became easier to perceive - Soshyan found that in a sense, the gray marrow seemed to be a common The living body, although replacing some of his bones and nerves, was able to manipulate it as if waving his arms.

At that moment, the sword in his hand burned fiercely, and the hilt stretched out like the wings of a fire phoenix, and then the cold brought by the gray marrow quickly turned into scorching heat. Unexpected.

Soon, something flooded into his mind, causing him to subconsciously speak a strange language.

"Where is this?"

Soshyan is standing in front of a lofty mountain range. The peaks that reach the sky have a serene beauty. The rugged and delicate mountains are naturally carved like graceful trees. The white snow shines on the tops of the mountains, surrounded by The jewel-like sheen of fluffy cirrus clouds and rainbows spanning waterfalls.

Refreshing winds weave patterns in the clouds, and every rock, flower and snowflake of this time shimmers with spiritual light, hinting at a deeper meaning.

Low-hanging clouds and thick snow block trails that seem clear from a distance, and those sheer cliffs that seem impeccable will reveal the next peak or valley in the blink of an eye. Rockslides and the ruins of ancient mountains, such bizarre imagery make the labyrinth even more unfathomable.

Traveling through the mountains These sentient peaks feel differently to every life that tries to climb them.

Soshyan went up, only to find that there was no shade around, not even among the mountains, and everything radiated some degree of light, even if it was just the pale flicker of blades of grass or bugs There will be no hidden darkness below.

When he reached the top of the mountain, there was an unpleasant rumbling in the air.

Then, the sky cracked, as if enraged by his presence.

"What are you doing here?"

A red thunder flashed, and a samurai in scarlet armor appeared on the snow-stacked rocks. His face was angry lava, his features were full of resentful smoke, and he was holding a heart-warming hand. Bloody long sword.

And "Soshyan" raised the sword in his hand and said indifferently:

"Control you."

But the real Soshyan is just a bystander.

"No one can bind me!

!

"

The angry **** roared furiously, the sky instantly turned blood red, and countless meteorites fell beside him, quickly condensing into a huge humanoid body.

With a deafening battle cry, the angry **** raised his sword over his head, swung it in a circle, and smashed it fiercely at Soshyan in front of him.

But he nimbly jumped back, dodged this, and then suddenly opened a multicolored fire wing behind him, and the ice flames swept out from the sky, and within a few seconds, countless dwarf fists opened on the body of the angry **** A hole of the same size.

"Ugh!

! "

Under the blow, its body swayed backwards, almost toppling, until one foot held the whole body like a foundation stake.

Afterwards, it swung out the sword in a more frantic manner, directly flattening the entire mountain, but Soshyan had already soared into the sky and submerged into the clouds.

The **** raised his head and let out a grumpy cry.

"get out!

! "

In response to its clear chirping, the sky was surging, and then the phoenix, which had been shining brightly, descended from the sky, and the violent wind of ice and fire between its wings swept the irascible **** into it.

The **** struggled frantically, and the phoenix stretched out its sharp claws and slammed it, almost tearing the shoulders of the crazy **** to pieces, then regained its human form in the flash of light, raised the middle of his hand and stabbed the opponent fiercely. The rune image on it burst into light, instantly splitting the huge **** into two halves.

In the wailing sound, countless rubble collapsed, and Suo Shiyang descended gracefully, looking down at the blood-soaked **** lying in the rubble.

"I will be your brother from now on, don't hurt our people again."

The **** gasped for a while and let out a vicious taunt.

"They...they're not our people at all, don't be so pretentious, Asuryan! They're just tools created by their masters, but slave-like things!"

"What you think is your business, but remember what I said."

After speaking, Soshyan turned into a flash and left.

Then he came to a city.

The city sits on the shoulders of a majestic and beautiful mountain~www.wuxiaspot.com~ overlooking a wide, meandering river, with the estuary on the back and bright sapphire blue water at the end of the horizon.

Each of the city's spectacular buildings with a unique style is very elegant and austere, and although they are carefully crafted masterpieces, they naturally and harmoniously fit into the symmetry of the larger landscape, without affecting the mountains themselves. natural beauty and innate symbolism.

Soshyan turned into an Ada in a classical robe in a no-man’s corner. When he walked out of the alley, he saw brightly dressed Ada men and women walking on the wide boulevard, wandering back in groups of three or five. In front of countless booths, they happily chatted about any small things that made them feel good, and greeted others with kind words and bright smiles.

In this very prosperous market, ornate swords hang on the shelves at will, and the exquisite armor looks as light as a feather.

Not only weapons and equipment, but any form of handicraft can be seen here, and the townspeople seem to be enjoying it as well, with vendors selling jewelry, wine glasses, clothes, and many pure works of art, their craftsmanship even modelling Lake draws the line between functionality and pure aesthetics.

Although the streets are basically Ada, but Soshyan also saw many other races of life, all Ada expressed strong goodwill to these alien guests.

Suddenly, he heard a commotion, turned his head, and saw a group of Aida in the distance in the square, directing a huge humanoid machine to carefully lift a golden phoenix statue onto the huge pedestal. The eyes of the image are adorned with red gems.

"Husband—"

A voice brought him back to reality, and Soshyan raised his head, only to hear the rumbling of rocks, and on the previously sturdy wall, a primitive gate opened impressively.