Devouring the Stars: Withdrawing Talents

Chapter 286 It’s really heartbreaking!

half a month later.

In a sea area of ​​the Yanji Continent, the sea area was in ruins, the sea water turned into nothingness, and most of the endless seabed disappeared out of thin air.

Yang Wu, wearing green armor, was standing high in the sky, and King Ziqiong still climbed onto Yang Wu's shoulders respectfully.

"Master, the value of these treasures is about 110 billion Hunyuan units." King Ziqiong said respectfully, and at the same time a space ring appeared in front of Yang Wu.

Yang Wu nodded, took the space ring and asked.

"How many more can you fool?"

"Master, there are still two more people who can be deceived. These two also have relatively few friends and are quite withdrawn. Even if they die, no one will know about it for a short time."

King Ziqiong replied respectfully that unlike humans who have a virtual universe network for synchronous transmission, the communication system of the demon camp is very simple.

In the seventh battlefield, the strong men of the demon clan camp could only maintain conscious voice communication, and could not communicate through images, videos, etc.

The ones Yang Wu picked were all affiliated tribes of the demon clan and powerful tribes in several remote areas of the universe. They had few friends in the extraterritorial battlefield.

King Ziqiong invited them out one by one and killed them in the name of friends.

Commonly known as, killing the familiar!
As for Bras of the Sky Wolf Clan, it was entirely because King Ziqiong was familiar with the other party's lair, so he directly sneaked in with Yang Wu's giant beast clone.

And because he died so quickly, he didn't even have time to send out any message despite his desperate struggle.

……

Time passed quietly.

A month later, in a dark shuttle-shaped spaceship above the Yanji Continent.

"Master, the total value of these treasures is 1024 billion Hunyuan units." After counting the spoils, King Ziqiong hurriedly reported to Yang Wu.

This time, they came out quietly to hunt, and killed a total of eight high-ranking kings.

In addition to Blas's contribution of more than 200 billion, a king from a remote and powerful tribe in the universe also contributed billion Hunyuan units.

The total wealth and treasures of the other high-ranking kings are worth about 100 billion Hunyuan units.

"Killing and robbing is the way to make money!"

Yang Wu sighed, if he made money through normal means, it would take him forever. The real way to make money is not the normal way.

"Master, there's an email." Hong Ling suddenly shouted on the big screen of the console.

"Ok?"

Yang Wu's consciousness is connected to the virtual universe network. For many powerful people in the human camp, their consciousness is connected to the virtual universe most of the time on the battlefield outside the domain.

Because only in this way can you know the coordinates of comrades and allies within a certain range.

During combat, it must be turned on to keep the virtual universe network transmitting synchronously, so as to monitor the combat and better judge military achievements.

“Direct the message to the big screen.”

Yang Wu gave the order, then looked up at the large screen on the console, which showed the order issued directly from the military system.

"Warrior King Qingli, you have completed your military merit quota. You now have two choices."

"One: Choose to continue fighting in the extraterritorial battlefield. Two: Choose to retire and leave the extraterritorial battlefield."

A long paragraph of universal language appeared directly on the big screen.

"Continue fighting."

Yang Wu said softly. The monitoring system received Yang Wu's voice response and quickly replied with an email.

"As a free man, you have the power to exchange treasures, or directly exchange them for money. Every 10 military merits is 1 Hun Yuan unit."

"You choose to keep fighting."

"One: You can be alone."

"Two: You can choose to lead an army consisting of 100 Realm Lords, 1000 Domain Lords, and 1 Universe-level warriors."

"Your mission is to lead this army into battle on the outer battlefields. If you encounter powerful aliens, you will deal with the immortals among them, while your army will fight against the alien army." "If you choose the first option, you will accumulate military merit normally. If you choose the second option, you will be willing to lead and protect the army, and you will receive an additional 50% military merit as you accumulate military merit."

"When leading the army, you don't need to protect them. You only need to deal with the immortal gods of the alien races and prohibit them from slaughtering."

"Please make your choice."

Yang Wu smiled after reading it.

Being a wet nurse?
Although he could get an extra 50% of military merit, it was a very troublesome task. Most immortal gods might choose it, but with his strength, how could he possibly look upon it?

Instead of spending time on being a wet nurse, it would be better to kill a few more kings of foreign races.

"I choose the first option, being alone." Yang Wu said softly.

"It has been recorded, Warrior King Qingli, you can apply to lead an army at any time." After saying this, the military system severed contact.

……

Star Tower.

This nine-light-year-tall, black ancient tower has existed in this space and time since the extraterritorial battlefield was opened billions of years ago. It has been devouring endless energy in the universe for countless years.

The Star Tower is special in that it is more likely to attract strong people than other dangerous places. Hundreds of thousands of immortal kings from the four major camps gather here.

Thousands of light years away from the Star Tower, deep in a huge fragmented continent, there is an ancient palace, and it is unknown when it was built.

Sitting on the huge throne above the hall was a tall and majestic alien.

It has a human body and a wolf's head, with golden hair that makes it look like it is covered in a layer of golden light.

"Communication target confirmed dead!"

A cold voice came from the communicator in its hand.

"Brass!"

The immortal from the Tianlang clan stood up with a bang, and his blood-red eyes were suddenly filled with murderous intent.

"who is it!!!"

It roared, and its roar echoed throughout the palace.

Angry.

Although it and Bras are not blood brothers, they are from the same tribe in the Sirius clan. Bras is the only one who lived in the same era as it and became an immortal god.

The two of them cultivated and grew together, ventured together, entered the Sirius Temple together, and then accepted orders from the tribe together and joined the battlefield outside the domain.

On the seventh battlefield outside the domain.

It is a king who is invincible at the limit of his power. Brass is just a high-level king. Following him would be a burden, so Brass went to the Yanji Continent alone to make a living.

I didn't expect that this farewell would become a farewell forever.

"Who is it?"

The blond and blood-eyed immortals of the Sirius clan gnashed their teeth. Although they were one of the 18 royal families of the demon clan, they were also core members of the Sirius Temple and could ask the great beings in the clan to resurrect them.

but……

Unless we wait for a long time until the Lord of the Universe in the tribe can collectively reunite, the price to pay for resurrection now is too great.

Such a huge price.

It hurts!

"Yanji Continent..."

The immortal of the Sirius clan murmured, and then he disappeared in the palace in an instant, leaving only the empty, dark and silent hall.

……

(End of this chapter)