Ten Red Shell are equivalent to thirty spatial teleportations.
From now on, whether it's returning to the Human Race or going to farm the Black Market dungeon, you won't have to suffer through the arduous journey on foot anymore.
Once you've used up your Red Shell, you can just trade them again.
The Echo is nothing more than a desire to open one's heart.
Sword cultivator Lin Zhiyuan had plenty of heart and lungs; he could give as much Echo as needed.
Echo gritted her teeth and said, "Now we're even, aren't we?"
Qin Ze replied casually, "So-so."
The Echo was somewhat frantic.
Ten Red Shell and you call that so-so?
It produces Red Shell, not eggs like a hen lays eggs.
"I'll come back to you when I run out of Red Shell. Goodbye."
Is there a next time?
"Good buddy, I..."
Before Echo could finish speaking, Qin Ze hung up the "phone," leaving Huixiang on the other Echo in impotent rage.
After putting away the Magic Conch, Qin Ze looked around and sighed silently, "I'm all alone again."
The teleportation when leaving the Land of Origin is random.
In front of all the martial artists, Qin Ze did not recall his clone, which is why everyone has now scattered, and even the silly bird Bai Bai is no longer on his shoulder.
Miss Sword Case noticed her best friend's downcast mood and gently comforted her, "I'm always here for you~"
Qin Ze smiled and said, "It's good that you're here."
This trip to the Land of Origin was very rewarding, bringing us one step closer to the truth of the world.
The large amount of Chaos Matter absorbed by Qin Ze's body is gradually transformed under the influence of his devouring ability, all of which will contribute to the growth of the "progress bar".
Before long, the Chronicle of Time will be turned a few more times.
Suddenly, the noisy sounds of the clones filled the Local Area Network.
Stop being so emotional, open your eyes and look at the Abyss.
"Where did I get this from? You call this the Abyss?"
" Myriad Races are in complete chaos!"
" Brother Devour, save me!"
"Calling him 'Dad' won't help; I think Brother Devour is already too busy taking care of himself."
"..."
In a flash, Qin Ze gathered information on all his clones, and his brows furrowed in dismay.
Abyss everywhere in the abyss, with beast tides and Tide erupting everywhere, and the Outpost City of Myriad Races are falling one by one.
Some unlucky souls were teleported directly to the center of the battlefield, only to be mercilessly trampled by the iron hooves of alien beasts before they could even grasp the situation.
The lucky ones, on the other hand, linger on the Sidelines the battlefield, observing from the shadows.
From the perspective of his clone alone, Qin Ze saw seven Strange God.
"How come so many Strange God have been revived?"
The Captain said, "Sir, times have changed. The Abyss version is now 2.0."
"On your way back, at least ten Strange God awakened."
" The Ancient Race extracted Chaos Matter from some returning warriors and shut down the world."
"Now, under the leadership of the Strange God, strange beasts are conquering world after world."
In Qin Ze's perception, it only took one second to pass through the spatial ripples of the Land of Origin, but a full year passed in the Abyss.
The Ancient Race shut down the world and acted like a coward, pushing Myriad Races to the forefront.
The Myriad Races were once again in disarray, completely unable to stop the advance of the alien beasts.
The Human Race is currently safe, and Qin Ze breathed a sigh of relief.
"How is the Sea of Glaze doing?"
The Captain replied, "Not very good."
"We've repelled four beast tides in the past month."
In the past, the Sea of Glaze would encounter beast tides less than once a month, but now the frequency is considered high.
The Captain said sternly, "That's not the most important thing."
"Right above the Outpost City of the Sea of Glaze lies an unhatched Chaos Egg, and no one knows when this sword of Damocles will fall."
The warriors of the Sea of Glaze are still in their developmental stage, and they are barely able to withstand the beast tide.
If the Strange God within the Chaos Egg were to hatch, the Sea of Glaze would be utterly powerless to resist it.
Qin Ze pondered for a moment, "Those near the Sea of Glaze, go and gather there."
The Ancient Race's closure of the world is undoubtedly a major blow to Myriad Races.
After all, if even the Ancient Race couldn't withstand the crisis, how could they possibly cope?
Qin Ze was in a real bind.
The Abyss update came too quickly, catching him completely off guard.
Brother Devour said in a muffled voice, "I'm nearby. I'll head over there after I escape this wave of beasts."
Qin Ze nodded.
It has to be the elder brother; he always makes people feel at ease, no matter what.
Qin Ze thought of the Son of the Version: "Didn't Niuniu appoint you as a Grand Marshal of the Army?"
Thousand Faces shook his head. " Niuniu told me to keep waiting, saying it's not the right time yet."
Qin Ze was curious about what Niuniu was waiting for.
However, Niuniu didn't say much, and Thousand Faces naturally didn't know either.
Thousand Faces chuckled and said, "If we ever meet on the battlefield, brothers, please show your support!"
The Dharma King sneered, "Having given you so many heads, now it's your turn to give us some."
Thousand Faces said calmly, "Hehehe~ Don't worry, Bull Head has already prepared it for you."
Some clones were eliminated immediately upon landing, some were chased by hordes of beasts, while others settled in alien Outpost City, toasting and exchanging toasts with the Chosen One had fought alongside them in the Land of Origin. Everyone had a bright future ahead of them.
After a moment's thought, Qin Ze immediately made arrangements.
" Human Race, the Sea of Glaze, and the Molten Steel —meet wherever is closest."
"Stay with the alien warriors as much as possible."
The remaining clones can serve as a link, playing an unexpected role at crucial moments.
The clones sprang into action upon receiving the order.
Qin Ze took out a Red Shell, preparing to return to the Human Race.
Now that we have teleportation devices, we can go wherever we want.
Suddenly, a piercing whistle rang out.
Qin Ze turned his head and saw a white streak of light flying towards him at the speed of light, hitting his chest in the blink of an eye.
Qin Ze remained motionless, looking down at a tiny figure no bigger than a thumb, with two pairs of transparent wings.
"I'm... I'm sorry!"
The little boy rubbed his head, almost biting his tongue in nervousness.
Qin Ze didn't argue with him. "Watch your step next time."
The Abyss is getting more and more chaotic; even minors are working.
I will definitely pay attention!
The little man politely apologized to Qin Ze again, then hurriedly continued flying forward.
However, the little man flew back the next second.
"Um... excuse me."
The little man bowed slightly to Qin Ze: "Excuse me, is this the direction of the Myriad Races Black Market?"
Qin Ze took out the communication card and determined his current location.
"You're going the wrong way; the Myriad Races Black Market is right behind you."
The little boy's eyes widened. "Huh?"
Qin Ze said calmly, "Besides, the Myriad Races Black Market has already Annihilation. There's nothing there anymore. What would you do there?"
The little man raised his right hand and tapped his head. "This is troublesome."
Qin Ze found it somewhat strange.
The Ancient Race has been on the run for almost a year, so the information about the little people's world is far too limited.
Qin Ze asked curiously, "What are you doing at the Myriad Races Black Market?"
The little man's eyes sparkled. "I've heard that in the Myriad Races Black Market, you can trade anything as long as you have money."
"I... I want to hire some experts to save our world."
Qin Ze asked, "What's wrong with your world?"
The little man replied, "We were living happily in the forest when suddenly a huge hole appeared in the sky, and many very, very bad monsters fell in."
"The general led us to kill all those villains, but the hole in the sky will always remain."
"Later, the general sent a few men in, who discovered that behind the hole lay a vast world, and even more wicked monsters."
"The general suggested establishing a defensive line outside to guard the entrance, which would ensure the safety of our homeland."
It turns out to be a civilization that has just opened the Abyss Gate; no wonder the little man looks so bewildered.
Moreover, Qin Ze only asked casually, and the villain blurted out everything he knew, like popping beans.
Only newbies in the Abyss would make this mistake; seasoned veterans will do everything they can to hide their identity and the world around them.
The little man frowned, sighed, and said, "The monsters are multiplying, and many people are dying every day. If this continues, the defenses we've built here will eventually be breached."
Qin Ze said, "So you came up with the idea of hiring experts?"
The little man nodded. "It was a Sage traveled to this place who told us this."
He said that in the Myriad Races Black Market, you can buy anything as long as you have money, and it's not impossible to buy Advanced Martial Artist guard.
Qin Ze thought to himself that the little guy was really too naive.
Even if the Myriad Races Black Market still exists, hiring Advanced Martial Artist would still be an astronomical figure.
Level 7 or 8 martial artists have virtually no chance of turning the tide against Tide.
It's like throwing a small pebble into a churning ocean; it won't even make a ripple.
Level Nine Martial Artist are usually assigned to specific positions.
Level Nine Martial Artist like Qin Ze, Abyss throughout the abyss, is already an extremely rare existence.
The little guy got very excited when the Sage was mentioned. " The Sage is very strong. He only had to make a slight move to block the monster's attack for us."
"Later, the Sage told the general that the path to salvation for our world lay in the Myriad Races Black Market."
"The general assigned this task to me, but... but I went the wrong way."
Qin Ze frowned. "What is your general's strength?"
The little man puffed out his chest and proudly replied, "The general is the strongest Level Nine Martial Artist in the world!"
Qin Ze then asked, "Are the wandering Sage even stronger than your generals?"
The little man thought for a moment and then nodded, " The Sage is much more powerful than the general. When the general kills those monsters, it's far less easy for him than for the Sage."
Qin Ze could conclude from this that this so-called Sage was at least Demigod.
Such a powerful being should be unaware of the Annihilation the Myriad Races Black Market.
With the Myriad Races Black Market gone, where is the path to salvation?
Brother Devour said in the Local Area Network: "Is it possible that the path to salvation spoken of by the Sage is you?"
Qin Ze was slightly taken aback.
Brother Devour continued, " The Sage predicted that the little guy would run in the opposite direction, and that the little guy would meet you in the opposite direction."
Qin Ze's expression was solemn.
If that's really the case, the Sage's abilities are truly absurd.
His innate ability should be similar to Little Deer's Deduction, enabling him to predict what will happen at a certain point in the future.
Such talents and abilities can all be categorized under the category of time.
Qin Ze said calmly, "I've actually become somewhat interested in that Sage."
Brother Devour said in a deep voice, "I think the Sage is more like Star God who has recently emerged from Chaos than Demigod."
Qin Ze: "If he really is the Star God, then we have no choice but to meet him."
The little man was at his wit's end, sighing repeatedly, "What are we going to do now? The Myriad Races Black Market is gone, and without reinforcements, our defenses will soon be breached by those monsters..."
Qin Ze said, "I am actually a master."
The little man looked up and asked, "How tall?"
Qin Ze: "That tall, towering Dasha."
The little boy blinked. " Dasha? What Dasha?"
The trajectories of civilization development differ from one another.
Judging from the children's clothing and appearance, their civilization was still in a tribal mode.
Qin Ze said calmly, "In short, I'm even more capable than your general."
As he spoke, he casually waved his hand, and a strange beast that was resting on the ground in the distance was instantly pulled over.
For a moment, the strange beast and the little man stared at each other, wide-eyed and speechless.
The strange beast was completely bewildered. It was sleeping soundly, so how did it suddenly start flying?
"Ah!"
The little man, regaining his senses, let out a gasp.
It's a very, very bad monster!
Bang!
With a slight exertion, Qin Ze turned the strange beast into a cloud of blood mist.
The little man looked at him with adoration. "Excuse me... may I hire you to protect our world?"
"I can pay, I can pay a lot of money!"
Qin Ze sized up the small man for a moment. "How much money do you have?"
The little man took out a cloth bag even smaller than himself and shook it.
Splash--
One by one, green fruits the size of a baby's fist fell from the cloth bag, instantly covering the ground beneath Qin Ze's feet.
The Dharma King: "Wow, quite the actor!"
That small cloth bag was clearly a storage Martial Artifact of considerable quality.
The little man shook the bag a couple more times, but no more fruit appeared.
"I only brought these with me on this trip; it's not enough for our world, there's so much more to it."
" The Sage said that tree fruits can be traded as money in the Myriad Races Black Market, and there's no problem with that."
Qin Ze casually picked up a fruit, which exuded a strong vitality, comparable to the Life Essence of the Spirit Clan.
Qin Ze had been worrying about how to replenish the Life Essence after the Spirit Clan World closed, and now it's like a pillow being delivered to someone who's just fallen asleep.
I've accepted the deposit.
Qin Ze waved his hand and pocketed the tree fruits on the ground.
"Each attack consumes a lot of my energy, so..."
The little man nodded repeatedly. "Don't worry, you can have as many as you want!"
Qin Ze couldn't help but wonder, could the forest where the little people lived be entirely made up of trees that grow this kind of fruit?
It's not surprising that tree fruits are eaten like candy, and that Level Nine Martial Artist has only just opened the Abyss Gate in this world.
It's worth noting that the Sea of Glaze didn't even have a single Advanced Martial Artist back then, yet it was already updated to the Abyss version.
"Where is your world? Lead the way."
The little figure flew to Qin Ze's shoulder and gripped the Sidelines of his clothes tightly. "Senior, hold on tight, we're about to set off!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the wings on the little man's body began to vibrate rapidly.
With a whistle, Qin Ze and the little man transformed into a white streak of light and disappeared into the horizon of the Abyss.
The little man was incredibly fast, several times faster than the Abyss Puppet, practically as fast as light.
Qin Ze asked, "Is high-speed flight a racial talent of yours?"
The little man replied, "All Forest Fairy can fly at high speeds, but I am the fastest flying Forest Fairy!"
His words were filled with pride and self-satisfaction.
The Dharma King: "It fits my stereotype of forest elves perfectly."
Qin Ze asked, "How much longer until we arrive?"
The little elf said, "We'll be there soon! The Forest Clan's defenses are just ahead."
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