Now, Saguron's power had far surpassed Durong 'er's. If nothing went wrong, it would corrupt Durong' er in less than a hundred years.
There were two outcomes for Durong 'er after he fell.
One was to be devoured by Saguron. The other was to be born prematurely, kill Saguron the Life Devourer, and become a fallen Dark Titan.
In this world, the awakened Astral Souls were also called Titans. However, because the world's strength and level couldn't compare to the Titan Crystal Wall Universe, the Titans in this world were far weaker than the Titans in Azeroth's Crystal Wall Universe.
However, there was one thing that they had in common, and that was that they all had innate essence and status.
To put it bluntly, Astral Souls were born from planets and were innate gods. They were born with a status bestowed by the origin of the universe. In layman's terms, they were ancient gods.
In other words, Titans born from Astral Souls were innate ancient gods. It was that simple.
Lin Xiao's transformation into a hero mimicked a great being. He didn't know how it attracted Durong 'er's attention. Not only did it extract the remaining power of its origin for him, it even gave a part of its essence to him.
Durong's Astral Soul's goal was simple. It wanted Lin Xiao to kill it after it fell.
At this moment, Durong's fall was a foregone conclusion. However, the noble innate god was unwilling to fall. It saw Lin Xiao with great potential, so it gave its essence to Lin Xiao, hoping that he would grow up to kill its fallen self and retrieve the other half of its Astral Soul's origin. Then, the two would become one, and Lin Xiao would become a true Titan.
Normally, this was like a pie falling from the sky. Astral Souls, Titan!
If he could become a Titan, he could return his avatar to his true body. Then, the life essence of his true body would be reversed from an acquired human to an innate ancient god. This meant that when he reached the peak of greater divine power in the future, he wouldn't encounter any bottlenecks.
Don't ask about the probability. This wasn't a matter of probability. It was a matter of whether it was possible or not.
This was like a young man who didn't even finish primary school and a young man who was in his third year of high school both wanting to go to Tsinghua University. The former didn't even have the qualifications to take the college entrance exam. The latter might not be able to pass, but at least he had a chance.
Many great gods at the peak of the great divine powers were stuck at this step. They did not even have the possibility of stepping over it.
However, there was no free lunch in this world.
He needed to kill the fallen Duelong Er to be complete. After Duelong Er fell, he would want to recover his lost Origin. At that time, he would definitely come to kill him. At that time …
The pursuit of a Fallen Titan!
Even if the Titan was incomplete, it was still a Titan.
After giving him half of the Origin, Durong 'er's strength was greatly reduced. Originally, he could still hold on for about a hundred years, but now, he estimated that he would be completely corrupted in less than ten years. He only had less than ten years to prepare.
In other words, he had to face all of this alone within ten years.
There was no need to think about escaping, as he couldn't. He could run back to the Outer Realm where the void storm was, and Durong Er would be able to catch up.
Now that their soul origins were one, their connection couldn't be cut off even if he left this world and returned to the Origin World. He had to face it head-on.
Looking up into the distance, the omnipresent gray fog could no longer block his vision. He could faintly see the powerful existences entangled in the depths of the distant world. The Ancient God that corrupted the world — Life Devourer Sagyuron, and an even more terrifying existence — Star Soul Duelong Er, who was about to fall.
Duelong Er's fall was a foregone conclusion. Now, the battle between Sagyuron and Star Soul Duelong Er was a battle of devouring.
No matter who devoured who, the life of this world would be destroyed.
Looking down, the huge void below was deathly still. The rich power of the Ancient Gods seeped out, corrupting the creatures on the ground.
Lin Xiao left without any reluctance. Next, he needed to quickly increase his strength and reach Level 80 before the final moment arrived.
This was because his ultimate skill, Black Hole, which was an imitation of the Great Being's Enigma hero template, could only be used at Level 80. If he wanted to survive this crisis, he had to reach Level 80 and above.
He crossed the Bone Wasteland by himself. Along the way, he saw a large number of Undead migrating to this area. In the depths of the Bone Wasteland, he saw a huge basin in the wasteland. There were powerful Undead everywhere. In the deepest part of the wasteland, he saw a huge Bone Dragon that was two to three hundred meters long. There was also a huge Skeleton that was not inferior to the Child of the Ancient God. He did not know what kind of creature it was when it was alive.
In the center of the huge fortress, Nie Yan felt an extremely powerful aura of death. It probably belonged to the ruler of the Bone Wasteland, the leader of the Forgotten Clan.
Perhaps because they felt Duelong Er's rapid fall, these Undead were withdrawing their power. Countless Undead from the Bone Wasteland were approaching this place. The densely packed Undead gathered together, making Nie Yan want to use his ultimate skill.
As Nie Yan passed by the Bone Wasteland, the huge bone dragon and skeleton raised their heads to look at the sky. After a while, the bone dragon lowered its body, and the huge skeleton also lowered its head.
A dim light shot into the sky from the fortress. Lin Xiao stopped, and the dim light flew to his palm. A hoarse voice sounded:
"Respected Son of Duelong Er, the last light of hope, please accept the final gift of the Forgotten Clan!"
Looking at his hand, the dim light quickly condensed into a glove.
[Duelong Er, Undying Hand (Legendary)]
Bound.
Wrist.
+ 240 Endurance.
+ 240 Strength.
+ 240 Agility.
+ 240 Intelligence.
+ 240 Vitality.
Level Requirement: 75
Equipment: Physical Attack Accuracy increased by 200 points.
Equipment: Physical Attack Haste increased by 200 points.
Equipment: Defense increased by 200 points.
Equipment: Toughness + 200 points.
Equipment: Every time you kill a target, accumulate one point of Death Energy. Maximum accumulation of 200 points. Each point of Death Energy passively increases Movement Speed, Attack Speed and damage by 1%.
Use: Release all the Death Energy and obtain Death Roar. Movement Speed + 500%, Attack Speed + 500%, all damage + 1,000%. Lasts for 30 seconds.
Equipment: Immune to all Undead attacks.
Set Equipment: (2) All Attributes + 10 per Level.
Set Equipment: (4) Defense + 20 per Level. Toughness + 20 per Level.
Set Equipment: (6) All Damage Reduced by 1% per Level.
"Another Orange equipment, and it's a set equipment!"
Lin Xiao nodded and replaced the Purple gauntlets with 25 points of Endurance and Intelligence.
The Undying Hand looked like a set of white bone claws made of jade. It looked quite good, and its Attributes were quite powerful. Even Lin Xiao felt that the equipment's Attributes were quite good.
"Thank you for your gift, Your Excellency. I will do my best to defeat the Ancient Gods!"
No matter what, he had to make a promise first. After all, he was going to fight the Ancient Gods.
The Forgotten King did not respond. He only let out a faint sigh and fell silent.
Lin Xiao did not stay. He bowed to the White Bone Wasteland below and turned to leave.
Five days later, Lin Xiao crossed the White Bone Wasteland and arrived at a mountain range. After crossing the mountain range, he arrived at a map called the Plains of Last Hope. Here, he saw a large number of the Ancient Gods' minions and servants, as well as more than five Level 90 Ancient God's Children. There was also an Ancient God's tentacle that was thousands of meters tall.
This was the frontline of Durong's last resistance army. Behind the plains was a huge fortress called Durong's. The entire planet's last resistance and refugees were all gathered here. Once this fortress was breached, the entire world would be destroyed.
When Lin Xiao appeared at the edge of the battlefield, more than ten gazes of hostility, kindness, and doubt were instantly directed at him.
After being promoted to a Hero and obtaining the Astral Soul's Origin, he could no longer hide his existence. Any expert could sense his presence as long as they were near him.
In particular, the Ancient God's tentacle was particularly excited after seeing him. Rings of invisible light waves mixed with terrifying killing intent almost materialized and attacked him. The five Ancient God's Children moved toward him almost simultaneously.
At the same time, several powerful figures flew out of Durong's fortress. One of them transformed into a giant dragon with a wingspan of more than 600 meters. It spat out a blazing white dragon breath from afar, crushing the void and forming a distorted trajectory of more than ten kilometers as it blasted toward one of the Ancient God's Children.
Several other powerful figures came out to intercept the other Ancient God's Children. Lin Xiao took the opportunity to fly toward the fortress.
When he entered the fortress, Life Devourer Saguron's tentacle waved again. Countless Ancient God's minions on the huge defensive line were ready to move. They launched an all-out attack on Durong's resistance army.
At this time, Lin Xiao had already entered the fortress and stopped. Several figures of light appeared in front of him and carefully sized him up. One of them was an extremely beautiful woman wearing a gorgeous robe. She looked at him with a complicated expression and said:
"Honorable Son of Durong, the last Light of Hope … You've come too late!"
Another figure of a muscular man with dragon horns on his head pointed at the dim light pillar in the center of the huge fortress and said:
"The Light of Durong has dimmed. The destruction of the world is inevitable!"
Lin Xiao looked at the dim light pillar in the center of the fortress that reached an unknown height into the sky and immediately understood the meaning of this light pillar.
This was the embodiment of the Star Soul Durong. Now that the light pillar was dim, it meant that the power of the Star Soul had declined to the extreme and could no longer protect them.
Lin Xiao was silent for a moment before he said:
"The meaning of the Light of Hope's existence is to light up the hope in people's hearts. I will do my best to bring hope to everyone!"
After another moment of silence, he said:
"I need to become stronger!"
The leaders looked at him silently. Lin Xiao maintained his confidence and was unwavering.
He did not lie. If he could really reach level 80 in ten years, there was indeed hope for a comeback.
Perhaps they were moved by his confidence, or perhaps they had no other hope but to believe in him. The leaders finally spoke. High Priestess of Light Afelia lowered her head and said in a deep voice:
"Honorable Son of Durong, please come with me."
She turned into a streak of light and flew toward the Durong Fortress. Lin Xiao followed closely behind.
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