Reincarnation space, but the style is wrong

Chapter 107 Everything is going as planned

Heng woke up from his coma. In the prophetic dream just now, he saw with his own eyes that his brother intended to drag the two humans into the land of exile.

However, he failed. The two humans who called themselves Xuanjun and Wuzun were more terrifying than he had imagined. They used some unknown means to break free from the pull of the Land of Exile.

After they returned to the human world, they began to settle accounts with the royal court, and soon they took control of the entire Longhuang royal court.

Thinking of the terrible scene that followed in his dream, Heng couldn't help but tremble.

After occupying the royal court, the two men held some kind of ceremony to transform all the orcs in the royal court into humans with some orc features.

That is simply a blasphemy to their bloodline!

He didn't know why he had a precognitive dream, and he didn't have time to think deeply about it because the enemy could attack at any time.

"One destruction, one rebirth, so this is what the prophecy means." Heng murmured, "No, I must go find Hui and tell him about this."

As soon as he walked out of the room, he ran into Yao.

From the other party, he learned that his brother Hui had just gone out to meet the enemy.

"It's bad. It's all over now."

Heng slumped on the ground, speaking depressing words all the time.

At such a critical moment, he really couldn't think of any way out.

"No, it seems that there really is." He thought of the blood of the ancient dragon, "As long as I can purify my own blood, I can bring out the power of time in it, and then everything will be salvageable."

He immediately showed Yao everything he saw in his prophetic dream in the form of mental fluctuations, and expressed his request for the blood of the ancient dragon.

After Yao had the prophetic dream, his face turned grim and he quickly made a decision in his heart to bring him the blood of the ancient dragon in the secret library.

After obtaining the blood of the ancient dragon, he did not hesitate to use it to purify his own bloodline, and gradually tapped out the power of the ancient dragon species.

Yao, who was standing by, thought that it would take him a long time, but he found that the dragon power emanating from him was getting stronger and stronger. He was surprised to find that the purity of his bloodline had surpassed his own.

Heng, who was immersed in purifying his blood, did not notice this abnormality. He only felt that the purification was going more smoothly, as if the purification time was being accelerated.

The roars of dragons echoed in his mind, and the purity of his blood soon broke through a certain limit. At the same time, a memory sealed in his ancient blood was unearthed by him.

"The Dragon of Time, Evans Eternal." Heng opened his eyes, inexplicably revealing a sense of vicissitudes.

He has mastered part of the power of the Time Dragon in his bloodline, and at the same time he has been promoted to the level of Wizard God.

He nodded to Yao, activated the power derived from his blood, accelerated his own time, and quickly rushed out of the royal court.

Outside the royal court, the fighting continued.

There were a large group of alien insects hanging on the Wither Dragon Beast. Its two heads had been cut off, leaving only the middle head struggling to support itself.

Hui was not in a much better condition. He had aged to the point of being just skin and bones. Two of the three disaster-level contracted beasts had already died, leaving only one withering dragon beast.

He estimated that this one would soon be gone.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he saw a large group of alien insects clinging to the remaining head of the dragon beast, tearing its flesh frantically.

After a while, the last head of the Withering Dragon Beast was bitten off. It let out a final scream, and its headless body fell to the ground with a loud bang.

A large number of small alien insects drilled out of its body, which meant that it had long been drilled into an empty shell.

The insect swarm that is part of Chen Xingzhi has become much stronger as he has been promoted to the fourth level. With the support of chaotic psionic energy, they can even defeat disaster-level monsters.

Hui's other two contracted beasts were surrounded and killed by them, and the Withering Dragon Beast was killed together with Wu Dianfeng.

Although he was the only one left and the situation was precarious, Hui showed a hint of a smile. That was because his exile technique was ready, and he could pull a corner of the exile land into the material world at any time.

Just when he was about to use this method of mutual destruction, a roar containing the power of dragon language froze the time around him.

Not only him, but even Chen Xingzhi and the other two were unable to carry out any activities, and everything came to a standstill.

However, there is still a figure here that can move freely, and that is Heng who constructed this stagnant space.

"Fortunately, I made it." He walked to Hui's side and said, breathing heavily.

At this moment, his time power was no longer enough to cause this space to fall into stagnation. Chen Xingzhi and Wu Dianfeng both broke the stagnation and looked at Heng who had just appeared with lingering fear.

"It's the power of time again, more powerful than anything we've ever encountered before," Chen Xingzhi analyzed.

The two of them quickly distanced themselves from Heng and remotely commanded the swarm of insects to surround them.

"Heng, what are you doing? Where does this power of time come from?" Hui asked in surprise, looking at Heng who appeared beside him.

"Blood of the ancient dragon," Heng said simply, "In the prophecy, your plan to die together did not succeed. They crawled back from there."

He was in a trance for a moment, feeling that the memory was a little unreal, but there was no time to study it carefully, and then he said: "But I have another way to get you back to the top, and the price is only my life."

Hui, who knew his brother's character well, did not hesitate and asked, "You have already made up your mind, haven't you?"

Heng nodded without further delay. The blood in his body began to burn wildly. The power of time poured into Hui's body, bringing new life to his withered body.

Chen Xingzhi, who was watching this scene from afar, did nothing but watched quietly.

"Why don't you send your swarm of insects to interrupt them?" Wu Dianfeng frowned and asked him.

He just smiled and said in a riddle: "Everything is going according to plan."

Wu Dianfeng was even more confused, but he still chose to believe him and watched Hui's transformation quietly.

But after a while, Hui became young again, and his strength returned to its peak. He was even able to go further because his brother's blood was included in him.

On the other hand, Heng already had one foot halfway into the coffin, as if he would die in the next second.

The surrounding swarm of insects gradually approached the two of them, looking at them with eyes filled with hunger and brutality.

Faced with the gathering swarm of insects, Hui wanted to use the power of time to stop their movements, but he found that the blood in his body seemed to be solidified and could not be moved.

He could no longer remain calm and tried to use his original strength, only to find the same result.

Hui immediately realized that he had fallen into the enemy's trap.

When he looked at Heng beside him, he found that he also realized this and his body was shaking.

"It's Xuan Jun. He gave me all the prophecies." He said in despair.

"Not only this, even your capture by the Yuanling troops was probably planned by him. His real purpose should be to destroy my exile technique." Hui said with a heavy heart.

He figured everything out. As early as when Heng was captured, some hidden danger had been buried in his body, waiting to be used against him.

There is no doubt that Xuanjun's idea was successfully realized, and the banishment technique that he originally used to die together could no longer be used.

"We lost." When facing death, Hui remained calm.

He had done everything he could, and his only regret was that he couldn't keep his brother alive.

(End of this chapter)