"Let's do it here. It's not bad as a grave." Saalekite looked at Mu Zi and the magical Life and Death Coffin.
Mu Zi smiled slightly, revealing his white teeth. "I can't defeat you, so someone else will fight you."
Saalekite sneered. He didn't sense anyone hiding, and no one could hide from him in the desert. "Are there any experts in Tutankhamun that I don't know?"
"What if it's not Tutankhamun?"
The space flickered, and a figure brimming with golden Soul Power walked out, illuminating the desert like a sun.
Aiolos moved his fist and looked down at Saalekite, revealing an even brighter smile. "I hope it's someone who can fight!"
The fist that looked down on the world blasted towards Saalekite. Even Katchirda, who was far away, could feel this earthquake-like battle.
A battle between two peak Heavenly Souls was tantamount to a disaster. Sister Hong was taking care of Gong Yi and Reynolds. If … they couldn't fight, then they would die together. They wouldn't be lonely on the road to hell.
The earthquake lasted for about two hours. Aiolos spat out a mouthful of saliva with sand in it. "Pfft. How can I fight!"
The Life and Death Coffin surged out of the sand. Mu Zi walked out and shrugged helplessly. He didn't see such a monster among the Heavenly Souls. He really wondered if Aiolos had an immortal body. Anyway, the poor Tsar was done for. His head was just a little disfigured. However, after this incident, Katchirda would be peaceful for a long time.
Somewhere in the Fifth Dimension, ten suns hung high in the sky as a golden wind wreaked havoc. A pillar of wind soared into the sky, disintegrating the golden clouds in the sky. As the clouds cooled down, golden pearls the size of fingernails fell from the sky, accompanied by thunderstorms. The valley and the plains were covered in gold.
But soon, under the scorching heat of the ten suns, the gold turned into a golden molten river that roared above the ground and flowed towards a golden sea.
This was a sea of liquefied metal. The metal that had been melted at a high temperature was rolling and colliding with each other. The heavy metal sank, the light metal floated up, and the even lighter metal vapor soared into the sky and turned into golden clouds …
In the rolling sea of metal, a golden shadow flashed, and a big fish with a golden luster suddenly leaped up. It changed rapidly in the air, and gusts of metal wind swirled around it, fanning out in all directions. So the big fish turned into a shiny golden bird. It let out a loud cry and rushed toward the ten suns in the sky. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a black spot in one of the suns, like a flare.
This was a kingdom of metal life forms, and it was also a world of metal people from the arcane realms that were allied with the Holy Land. During the Holy Land's conquest, only those who were useful enough to the Holy Land and had enough combat power could get such an opportunity. This was the case for this metal world that had become a Golden Kingdom.
Although they were golden, their composition was not gold in the traditional sense.
"The Mo Family really has a lot of influence. They even have connections here."
A faint sigh suddenly rang out in the middle of a wasteland made of metal. Runes flickered, and four figures floated in the air under the protection of a rune formation.
"In the early days of the conquest, the Mo Family was in charge of peace, so we have some friendship."
These four people were none other than the Mo Family that Wang Zhong had met in the Life and Death Realm previously. They were the Grandmaster-level wards master Lao Du, the senior of the Mo Family, Mo Jiu, Mo Wen, and Mo Xingchen.
Hong long, the ground suddenly trembled, and one golden tree after another grew out of the ground. These golden trees rapidly grew from nothingness, and amidst the gusts of metal wind, they once again transformed into the appearance of humans, the Gold Men!
Mo Jiu raised his hand high, and in his hand was a golden stone slab!
Seeing the golden stone slab in Mo Jiu's hand, the Gold Man that grew from the largest golden tree walked to Mo Jiu step by step. It opened its empty mouth, and a voice came from its stomach. "Mo Jiu … Long time no see. You're still alive."
Mo Jiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Buffett, you're still alive, so how can I die? This time, I brought people here to complete the contract. I hope you can help us get the strongest Soul Guard."
The Gold Man Leader Buffett's gaze passed through Mo Jiu, directly ignoring Lao Du, and fell on Mo Wen and Mo Xingchen.
Mo Wen and Mo Xingchen instantly felt immense pressure. The Gold Man Leader looked at them with such a heavy gaze that it was like two scorching lasers!
This was not a metaphor, but a fact. Mo Wen let out a low roar, and Mo Xingchen also pursed her lips tightly. Both of them were sweating profusely, and they tried their best to resist the Gold Man Leader's gaze.
After a long time, the Gold Man Leader retracted his heavy gaze, and a harsh sound of metal rubbing against each other came from his stomach. However, this time, it was not to communicate with Mo Jiu, but to order the other Gold Men guarding behind to retreat. Soon, a large number of Gold Men that had just grown immediately turned into golden trees again, and then they drilled into the ground and disappeared.
Only the Gold Man Leader remained.
Mo Jiu knew that Mo Wen would definitely be fine, but he was still relieved to get permission. "How is it? Our Mo Family is a once-in-a-century genius."
Buffett nodded. "This power is a curse. You humans will never understand."
If the Golden Nation wanted to survive, it also needed allies and humans in the Holy Land who could speak for them. The Gold Men were quite intelligent, and any race that could quickly learn the language of other races would not be too bad.
"Don't listen to his nonsense, kids." Lao Du snorted coldly and continued, "First of all, the Golden Stone Slab is a real divine artifact. Moreover, it does not belong to the Fifth Dimension, but an object from a higher dimension than the Fifth Dimension. It was first studied by the Holy Saint Teacher, and there are a total of 12 slabs. They are the first level of Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth, the second level of Darkness and Light, the third level of Space and Fate, as well as Order and Chaos, and finally the fourth level of Ruler. This is also the origin of the Holy Land War Chess.
"The only problem is the Heavenly Tribulation. Mo Wen, we have come this far. Let me ask you again, have you really thought it through?"
Mo Wen's face was calm as he nodded. "Nothing ventured, nothing gained!"
Mr. Du gave a thumbs up. He liked Mo Wen's ruthlessness. He was ruthless to his enemies and even more ruthless to himself. He was definitely a monster.
Under the lead of the Gold Man leader, they passed through many checkpoints that were filled with terrifying auras. Finally, a magnificent natural altar appeared in front of them.
The moment he saw the natural altar clearly, the eyes of Lao Du, who had been calm all this while, burst into a raging flame. He widened his eyes and looked at the natural altar inch by inch. There was no trace of artificial construction, and it was a work of God. The altar was divided into five areas by five-colored metals, and there were different ward runes on each area. Lao Du greedily memorized the runes of these ward runes.
The Gold Man leader stood there motionlessly. For the Gold Men, time really did not mean much. Although they could not achieve true immortality, their lifespan was indeed much longer than that of humans.
Lao Du looked at it for a long time and was also amazed, but he did not delve deeper because he no longer had enough vitality to immerse himself in it. It was a little lamentable. The threshold was enough to make a powerhouse who had once enjoyed limitless sigh.
"Let's begin, Mo Wen. Release yourself completely. Lao Jiu and I will support you. As for what kind of Soul Guard you can summon, it will depend on your fate and destiny."
Mo Wen nodded without any fear. On the path of pursuing power, he was open-minded. If he could learn the truth in the morning, he would die in the evening!
The energy on the altar began to surge, and the Golden Stone Slab also glowed faintly. This was a stone slab that represented the Five Elements of Gold.
Energy gathered on the boiling altar, and Mo Wen felt like a small boat in a stormy sea, helpless and weak.
However, Mo Wen's heart was extremely firm. No matter what, he would not budge.
Mo Jiu and Mr. Du continued to input Soul Power, carefully protecting Mo Wen's safety. This contract was completely up to fate. It could fail or be of little value.
However, as the giant Soul Guard surged out of the golden light, Mo Jiu and Mr. Du's eyes revealed a look of disbelief.
How could this work?
Another week had passed since he left Murphy's place. Wang Zhong completely ignored the outside world and had no intention of striking while the iron was hot to make a name for himself. Because he was powerful, most people did not dare to provoke him. He was happy with the peace and quiet, but his progress in Cellular Cosmology was still not great. Wang Zhong also realized that it was not possible to work behind closed doors. He had a certain understanding of the Soul Power Circuit. Just like the mechanical language of the old civilization, complex circuits were also composed of basic circuits.
The circuits that Wang Zhong had set for himself had three major foundations: the Power Circuit, the Speed Circuit, and the Agility Circuit.
The Power Circuit determined the strength of attack and defense, the Speed Circuit determined the speed of movement, and the Agility Circuit determined the speed of reaction and flexibility. When these three circuits were combined, there was the possibility of diversifying his attack patterns and even creating a unique combat style. Wang Zhong's current situation could be described as' enduring hardships'.
One was the Dominator Dharma Idol, and its advantages and disadvantages were obvious. Once he encountered someone of the same type, it was hard to say whether this advantage would still exist. After all, there were many crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the Holy Land. The second was the Soul Guard. After understanding the situation of the Soul Guard, Wang Zhong also had a clear understanding. These two great weapons could be used as auxiliary weapons in battle, but his own combat system was the key, and it would also be the key to victory when he encountered a strong enemy in the future.
Wang Zhong wanted to talk to Uncle Zhang. Even if he was a Heavenly Soul who had failed to pass the Heavenly Calamity, he was still a Heavenly Soul. As a senior in the Holy Land, his vision was definitely more accurate. This was something that Aiolos did not possess. Aiolos might be stronger, but he had his own way of cultivation and power. Simply put, a strong person was not necessarily a good teacher.
However, Uncle Zhang seemed to be very busy recently. He did not see him when he went to the lake several times in a row on the weekends. The strange thing was that other people could not enter this lake, and the lake actually disappeared the last time he went, as if it had never existed. This made Wang Zhong a little worried that something had happened to Uncle Zhang. Later, he asked Oscar, but as an old Holy Disciple, he actually did not know of such a place. He even thought that Wang Zhong had gone crazy. It was impossible for such a place to exist in the Holy Land, nor would it be allowed.
This made Wang Zhong a little scared. Could it be that he had encountered a ghost?
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