Su Ye takes back Other Shore Heart Lamp.
The dim light faded.
Kim Seong-hoon's soul has regained a trace of clarity.
As expected of King, even if the heart is broken, the vitality has not completely dissipated.
Even because of Other Shore Heart Lamp, the soul was inspired to its final vitality.
He looked around blankly.
Then, the memories flow back.
Extreme resentment and fear burst out in his eyes.
"You... what did you do to me?! I just..."
"Nothing."
Su Ye interrupted lightly.
"Just letting you tell the truth."
Just then.
Zhang Xuan Communicator vibrates on the wrist.
He lowered his head and glanced, his eyes suddenly burst into light of surprise, walked quickly to Su Ye, and whispered a few words.
Hearing this, Su Ye raised his eyebrows, looked at Kim Seong-hoon's soul that was about to completely dissipate, and suddenly showed a meaningful smile.
"Oh, right."
"The Blue Star news just came."
His voice was clearly transmitted to Kim Seong-hoon's ears, and also to the ears of everyone around him.
"Your Kimchi Country Provisional Government has been officially announced..."
"In view of the serious infiltration of Demon Race, the collapse of the chaebol, and the decline of national power, in order to ensure the survival and development of the people..."
"Kimchi Territory, voluntarily returns to the embrace of Dong Huang."
"From now on, Kimchi Country ceases to exist and will be changed to..."
"Dong Huang Kimchi Province."
"..."
Kim Seong-hoon's soul suddenly froze.
He stared blankly at Su Ye, and seemed to be looking through Su Ye to some distant place.
The resentment, unwillingness, and hatred in the eyes...
Like ice and snow melting, it fades away quickly.
Instead, there is a kind of downright, absurd, and soul-deep...
despair.
"No... impossible...Kimchi... how could..."
He murmured to himself, his soul fluctuating violently, like a candle in the wind.
"All this I did... revenge... colluded with Demon Race... killed Su Ye..."
"It's all for Kimchi... for..."
His voice became lower and lower.
Finally.
The soul looked up to the sky and let out a silent, extremely shrill roar.
Then, like a bubble, it completely collapsed and disappeared among Heaven and Earth.
The soul is scattered.
Don't die with peace of mind.
Su Ye turned around and looked at Charles, whose face was ashen and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
There was an unabashed sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.
"Your Excellency Charles."
"This is what you said..."
"Comrades of 'Battle Merit Hehe, Human Race Hero'?"
Charles's face turned red and white, and his lips were trembling, but he couldn't say a word.
Finally, he flicked his sleeves, turned around, led Fengying Country and his group, squeezed out of the crowd in disgrace, and left in embarrassment.
He didn't even dare to say a word about the situation.
After a brief silence.
I don't know who it was, but the first person shouted:
"Su Shen Mighty! Purge Traitors!"
Immediately afterwards, a tsunami-like shout swept through the entire Town Demon Pass again!
"Su Shen Mighty! Purge Traitors!"
"Human Race Hero! That's how it is!"
"Kill well! Kill well!"
This time the cheers were more enthusiastic and heartfelt than before.
Because Su Ye not only won the battlefield.
He also used the most iron-blooded and direct method to uncover the cancer hidden inside, proving his innocence and strength!
Xiao Qingtian stroked his beard and smiled, his eyes full of approval.
Su Baye laughed.
"What a good boy, you are worthy of being my good grandson! This temper is exactly what you want from me! Kill decisively and leave no future troubles! Good!"
Freya shook his head slightly, but did not object.
Winged Human Race The two Heavenly King looked at each other and saw a hint of... fear in each other's eyes.
This young man has terrifying strength, decisive methods, and a heart as hard as iron.
Respectable.
It can also be feared.
Human Race has appeared like Prodigy, and its rise can be expected.
Xiao Qiyue walked to Su Ye, held his hand again, and leaned gently on his shoulder.
Everything is left unsaid.
Xia Zhiqiu came over and winked.
"A'Su, he was so handsome just now! Especially the last message about the last strike... Tsk, tsk, it's so heart-wrenching to kill someone!"
Zhang Xuan pushed up his glasses and added calmly.
"The news of Kimchi's return to Dong Huang is true, and Blue Star has confirmed it. This move will greatly enhance Dong Huang's voice in the Divine Realm, but will also arouse the vigilance of Feng Ying, Xi Rong and other countries. Subsequent resource allocation negotiations are expected to be more intense."
Su Ye smiled and said nothing.
Just raise your head and look in the direction of Demon Race Faction in the distance.
There, Demonic Cloud rolled, and Killing Intent loomed.
The second game, King Battle.
It will start soon.
He held Xiao Qiyue's hand tightly, and the Scarlet light flashed in his eyes.
"Let's go."
"It's time to prepare..."
"The next fight will be."
The smoke of Execution Platform has not completely cleared away, but the atmosphere deep in the Demon Race camp has dropped to freezing point.
Inside the black Demonic Rock Hall, the air was as solid as lead.
High-Rank Demon King We all stood with their heads bowed, even breathing deliberately softly, for fear of attracting the attention of the figure on Throne.
Just now, they witnessed with their own eyes the souls of Renard Burning, sacrificing five thousand elites, only to end up with their souls scattered.
As for that Human Race Su Ye, his chest was penetrated, but he regenerated instantly in front of everyone, and killed his soul with his backhand, as easily as if he had just swatted a fly to death.
Shame.
An unprecedented shame.
The blood of eight thousand Demon Race sons, the soul of Renard Your Highness, was not a victory, but Human Race's thundering cheers and Demon Race's morale was completely depressed.
Above Throne.
Third Demon God Kaelthas's figure is still shrouded in the surging Demonic Fog.
Only the Destruction Vertical Pupil and Scarlet, which are fully open between the eyebrows, shine like solidified blood, coldly scanning the silent subordinates below.
No roar, no roar.
But this kind of lifeless depression is more heart-stopping than any violent rage.
"Trash."
Finally, Demon God spoke.
The voice is not loud, but it is like a cold iron cone, digging into every Demon King Soul Depths.
"Eight thousand to one, sacrifice Blood and Soul, borrow my Origin..."
"Can't even kill one Human Race Extraordinary."
"My clan's face has been... disgraced by you."
Plop!
Several Demon Kings who were in charge of frontline command and participated in formulating the Myriad Demons Corrode God Great Array plan fell to their knees directly, their foreheads firmly pressed against the cold Demon Rock ground, and their whole bodies were shaking.
"Demon God Lord Forgive me!"
"My subordinates are incompetent! I didn't expect Su Ye Life Force to be so weird!"
"Please sir, give me another chance! King Battle, if I am willing to be a pioneer, I will kill Su Ye's head!"
Kaelthas's vertical pupils passed over them indifferently.
It's like looking at several corpses.
"Pioneer?"
He sneered.
"It's just you... who are trash that can't even take down Extraordinary?"
The Demon Kings who were kneeling on the ground looked pale and almost collapsed on the ground.
Just then.
Main Hall From the side, there was a steady sound of footsteps, approaching from far away.
The pace is not fast, but every step seems to be stepping on the node of the heart, with a metallic and cold rhythm.
All Demon King, including those kneeling on the ground, looked sideways subconsciously.
A tall Sturdy Figure walked out of the shadows.
He was wearing pure black Demon Armor that was simple but exuded terrifying fluctuations, and his armor plate was engraved with Destruction Rune flowing with Dark Red luster.
His face is as cold as ten thousand years of ice, and his facial features are strong. He is fifty or sixty similar to Renard, but he lacks the evil beauty and has a lot more iron-bloodedness and chill.
Between the eyebrows, a deep Vertical Pupil Demonic Mark is already half-opened, and the light of Destruction is looming, which is more condensed and dangerous than Renard.
It is Eldest Son, Austin of Third Demon God.
Peak Demon King, Demon Race The true leader of the younger generation, Destruction Tyrant on the battlefield.
Austin walked ten steps in front of Throne, knelt on one knee, made a fist with his right hand, and placed it on his left chest and heart.
His movements were crisp and neat, with the rigidity and respect unique to soldiers.
"Father God."
His voice was low and steady, without much emotion.
Kaelthas's vertical pupils fell on Eldest Son.
Demonic Fog fluctuates slightly.
"Austin."
"Transcendent Battle, our clan was defeated miserably. Renard... our souls are gone."
When the name of the youngest son was mentioned, Kaelthas's voice finally had a slight fluctuation.
In that fluctuation, there is anger and pity, but more...
It is a kind of cold Killing Intent that is offended and provoked.
"Human Race's morale is at its peak, Su Ye's sharpness is revealed."
"Next game, King Battle."
Kaelthas's vertical pupils stared intently at Austin:
"Do you have the confidence to... restore the dignity of our clan?"
Austin slowly raised his head.
The Scarlet eyes, which were exactly the same as his father's, were calm and calm, but there seemed to be two depressing volcanoes brewing deep down.
"Father God."
His voice was still steady, but every word seemed to be chiseled out of steel.
"Transcendent Battle's defeat was not a crime of war, but Su Ye's son... was too weird."
"Of course, King Battle and Rule are different and have very different combat capabilities."
"Five hundred versus five hundred cannot be reversed by one person."
Austin paused, and Scarlet light flashed in his eyes:
"Imperial Son, we will bring our Five Hundred Demon Kings with us and defeat Human Race Battle Formation."
"Put victory... with the heads of everyone around Su Ye..."
"Bring them back together."
"Presented to Father God."