My future is invincible?

Chapter 175 The Only One Can Save

Chapter 175 The Only One Who Can Save
Have you ever seen a light brighter than the sun?
Zhao 24591 had never seen anything brighter than the sun before. Although the masters always boasted that the Supreme King lit up the moon decades ago and made the night as bright as day for three whole days, he had never seen it before.

Zhao 24591, is a slave.

Slaves do not deserve names.

24591 represents the number of people who were arbitrarily named by some soldier master who was looking for convenience before him. It also represents 24591 times of immoral, merciless, crazy and ugly creation. The number 24591 is full of blood debts and the blood and tears of slaves. Just thinking about the meaning behind this number is enough to make a normal person shudder and get goose bumps uncontrollably.

Live in such a world.

Not much different from The Walking Dead.

It can be said.

And today...

For the sake of convenience, we will refer to him as Zhao Er below.

Zhao Er saw a sun that was brighter than the sun. The sun that rose from the east completely illuminated the entire capital. It was sacred, great, and incredibly warm. Even if civilization was destroyed and morality was lost, there were still some things that penetrated this light and shone directly into the heart! The soldiers were so shocked by this light that they screamed and ran away in the blink of an eye!

So, a soldier could be so embarrassed? Thinking of how an old man could be so embarrassed, Zhao Er's young and innocent heart couldn't help but smile a little.

All the slaves in the royal capital knelt down, except Zhao Er.

He actually wanted to kneel too.

But he didn't know why, he felt the light piercing his soul, and suddenly he understood without words that he didn't have to kneel if he didn't want to.

Besides.

Zhao Er actually didn’t think too much about it.

He hid in the house and stood up to look curiously at the battle breaking out on the avenue outside.

He was now thinking about two things. One was how he would fill his stomach later, and the other was whether he could see more stars at night if he didn't have to kneel.

On the avenue a few hundred steps away from Zhao Er.

Li Yang was holding a beast in his hand.

For this hobby.

Among a group of masters.

This beastly warrior will be the most diligent in making beasts.

No matter what kind of relationship the slaves had with each other, they were locked up together and given medicine. Deformed children who could not be slaves were dealt with directly, and sometimes, particularly outstanding special slaves were born.

"How is it possible...how can you be so strong?"

The warrior whose five limbs were crippled by Lin Yang and whose spiritual power was blocked had his skull crackled when it was squeezed.

He roared in disbelief with red eyes.

Mingming Ming Han warriors are all pitifully weak, and that joke-like illusion can be easily broken with real senses. Where did this monster that suddenly rushed out from the passage come from?
“We’ve always been this strong.”

"Just to pass down the Taoist tradition, a few useless disciples and grandchildren made you go to war like this."

"Do you really think that there is no one among us spiritual cultivators?"

Although Li Yang did not agree with Lan Yi's destruction of the world, he was also a Class A Jianghe civilization member. When he arrived in this world, although he had the same skin color, black eyes and black hair, there was no trace of rivers here, only endless and boundless blood debts and sins.

Since it is not a civilization, but a pest.

Then extinction is it.

Li Yang has been restraining his strength until now, and there is no use for the real sunshine.

"Why! You are gods too, why are you fighting for lowly mortals like dirt?"

"Will you allow these peasants to be on an equal footing with you?"

"I do not believe!!"

The general's teeth were all broken, his strength was wasted, and only the remaining strength of his body supported him to ask back. "You are like bugs that have jumped out of a cricket jar. You suddenly see the greatness of the skyscrapers, but you have never thought about how the skyscrapers were built."

Li Yang was too lazy to talk nonsense.

He had almost vented his anger. There was only one general and thirty soldiers left to guard the royal capital. The soldiers were burned to ashes by Li Yang, who was furious after witnessing the blasphemy against humanity. Li Yang then used his fists and feet to knock the tough general down to the ground from the sky.

Their battle roared like thunder, and the entire sky of the royal capital rumbled!

It just calmed down.

Swish! !

The innate qi and the life cluster work together.

Li Yang, who showed no signs of injury, just pinched his hand, and the general who was restrained in his hand was burned to ashes in an instant! In the face of the unreasonable high temperature, he disappeared without even a scream!
Finish these.

Li Yang's figure blurred and disappeared on the spot.

Zhao Er, who was hiding in the room and peeping, was still wondering where the sun had gone.

The next second, Li Yang's faint voice came from behind.

"I ask you, why don't you kneel?"

"Ah! I'm so scared!" Zhao Er jumped up in fright.

Looking back, he found that it was Li Yang. This black monkey-like slave boy did not show any fear, but his eyes were extremely pure, and he said with a smile of admiration.

"You told me not to kneel."

"No, I'm asking why you didn't kneel, not why you didn't kneel."

This is a bit difficult to say.

But Li Yang had to ask this, because Zhao Er’s answer would determine whether the only slave in the world who still had a dream could follow him and leave.

If you can't leave.

Under the extermination order, no slaves or soldiers were left alive.

It’s not that the psychic monks are so cruel that they start killing people directly.

But it’s like a magic mirror that will be used when the time comes.

He no longer considered himself a human being, but a slave to an animal...

As for accepting slaves into the artificial god world 1909, please, the psychic monks are not so selfless. Do you want to joke about the safety of your own logistics world civilization and let a group of slaves raise a group of extremely solidified gods? Or let the main world taste the happiness of being the best?

It's really majestic.

It’s better to just shake it at the alien species.

Zhao Er thought for a while, then spoke with some uncertainty.

"Only by standing up can you see more stars. I have always wanted to see more stars, but it is too difficult in the capital."

"it is good."

Li Yang nodded with satisfaction.

But there was more regret in his eyes. Zhao Er was the only one who still had dreams in this world. The rest of the lives were either completely suppressed to the point of becoming beasts, not even considering themselves as human beings, or they were disgusting people like Zhan Bing. So he could only save one person.

Only if they are human beings are they worth saving. If they are not human beings, saving them will only harm others and yourself.

This is an extremely cruel fact. The world's population once was at least tens of billions, but in the end only one person was saved. I don't know whether to say it is lucky or a great misfortune.

Li Yang is at 1638 in the Artificial God Realm, and Li Wanzhou is at 1909 in the Artificial God Realm. They use the Alliance of Great Powers to brush up their KDA, and their record is already amazing.

(End of this chapter)

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