v2 Chapter 862： out of reach
In the final battle, faced with life and death, desperate black disaster, all out.
From all the existences on the other side, down to the lack of self-awareness, only the endless cannon fodder that knows **** and destroy, and even those "extinguished" wreckages of the heavens have been forcibly refined into terrifying weapons of war.
All things and all power in the vortex of black disasters are divided into two terrifying torrents, one of which follows the conventional battlefield path, from the intersection of the spiral arms, to avoid the strangling power of the boundary of the vortex of black and white, and invade all races and the heavens. .
The other army is sinking to the bottom of the vortex and descending on the Tai'a Continent, in order to break the gray and quiet place, and the sword is aimed at the core area of the Ten Thousand Races.
If the plan is successful, it will form a two-sided attack on all races and heavens. For the black disaster, it is the fastest way to annihilate all races and occupy the other's heavens.
The completely crazy black disaster, under the premise that the detached person disappears, has no worries.
If they don't spend all their battles, they will be waiting for them to be a lifeless place of death. The longer the time drags on, the greater the gap with Wanzu, and they must win this battle at the fastest speed. It is necessary to share the vortex of the heavens with the ten thousand races, so as to have the capital to compete with it.
"Lord Supreme Commander! Look, the Tai'a Continent is in front of you. The former Tai'a War Territory, the entrance to the Gray Land, was built here."
"Oh?"
The supreme army lord of the black disaster, his eyes moved slightly, and his eyes fell on the dark continent below.
Long ago, Tai'a War Territory was defeated by an expeditionary army of ten thousand ethnic groups, and it also allowed the opponent to invade the hinterland, causing a lot of losses. Since then, Tai'a has not been rebuilt.
In the past, the Tai'a War Territory was indeed a great force, but now, compared with their army, which has integrated half of the power of the entire Black Disaster, it is pitifully insignificant. Therefore, in the eyes of the supreme army lord, there is no graying out. place in sight.
"Go, find the head of Tai'a who fell on the mainland. It used to be the gate to the gray and silent land, and it has what we need."
"Follow your orders!
"
The order was passed, and soon a "small" army rushed out from the large army, as if a hair had fallen from the nine bulls. This terrifying contrast was all because the total amount of the black disaster army was too terrifying. people.
In fact, there are as many as 10,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 thousands of times this "cow hair", of which there are no less than 10,000 trillion on the other side!
There was a lot of blackness, and the shadow cast by the end of the battleship group completely covered the Tai'a Continent.
The next moment, dense figures paced out and descended on the pitch-black continent, all with dazzling eyes, and the aura on the other side made the continent tremble.
It's not that the supreme army lord is making a lot of fanfare. It's really that the black disaster army is too immeasurable. This "cow hair" is already the smallest unit of the army, and the supreme command can't continue to be more precise.
But it doesn't matter, the number of people is great. With such a large number of other shores shooting at the same time, it must not take a moment to retrieve all the heads of Tai A that have been turned into fragments, and extract the key information to open the gray and silent land.
On the other side of the trillion billions, like locusts passing through, they can be seen in every corner of the dark continent, and there are not a lot of them in the invisible depths.
"Huh? What is this!?"
A black disaster on the other side, holding a pale bone fragment in his hand, was about to leave, but was attracted by a faint light spot not far away, perhaps because of curiosity, and this may also be part of the head of Tai A, He couldn't help reaching out to hold it, and pinched it subconsciously.
Hey, QQ bombs, feel good...
The other side of the black disaster showed a narrow smile, and the next moment, his expression suddenly froze, Tong Kong shrank, and his body was swallowed by endless rays of light.
boom-
Boom!
!
The indescribable terrifying explosion, the infinite light of destruction, instantly swallowed the Tai'a continent, and its trillions of other shores existed, and it was directly impacted into ashes, and the source of the face information could not escape.
The rising big ball of light, with a diameter of a terrifying one trillion super-mind, came to collect the troops of the leader of Tai'a, huddled together, and was enveloped by the explosion that broke through the concept of speed, and the defensive barrier only persisted for a moment. , then collapsed into nothingness, not even the slightest residue was left.
"This, this is..."
The supreme army commander looked stunned, stood up, and looked directly at the destruction light ball. Suddenly, the endless brilliance condensed into a stalwart figure, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at him indifferently.
"The front is gray, and the black disaster stops!"
Stop! stop -
Indifferent and cold, the voice echoed over and over again in the void, with the countless black disaster creatures annihilated in the big explosion as the background, the meaning of killing is extremely terrifying.
Despicable and shameless, sinister, treacherous villain, smelly old sixth!
The supreme commander quickly went through all the words he could think of in his mind, but things had already happened, so he could only be incompetent and furious.
Although for the entire army, the loss just now is nothing but a drop in the bucket, but it is unfavorable to start a division, as if it represents a bad omen, and it is very demoralizing, all...
"Supreme army lord, you have given a wrong order and caused our army to suffer losses. Now all your titles are revoked and the right to rule is taken back."
"Effective immediately!"
A group of old men with white hair and beard suddenly appeared in the command room, holding a bone book full of characters, meticulously reading the decree, full of irreversible meaning.
"As ordered!"
The former Supreme Commander shook his head with a wry smile, slowly put down his scepter, and disappeared into the shadows on his back legs.
"The Lord of Ghosts, as agreed by the Supreme Council during the war, you are now the Supreme Army Lord..."
The handover of power is just a moment. These two armies are the aggregation of all the forces of the black disaster. How can it be handed over to a certain existence?
The power structure in it is extremely complicated, and the supreme army leader is slightly wrong. As long as the parliament determines that your ability is not enough to dominate the army, you can immediately replace it.
"The black plague has stopped? Humph! Let's see, how can I block my army in the solitary place!"
The Lord of Ghosts was newly appointed as the supreme army lord, but he did not feel any discomfort. As soon as he took over the scepter of control, he began to break through the gray and silent land.
"Take the tool of detachment, capture the power of the vortex, lock the gray and lonely place, and forcibly open the entrance!"
Although the detached people have disappeared, the artifacts that they have left behind, containing the power of detachment, still exist. There are many detachment artifacts with various characteristics and powers that gather the power of the black disaster.
Now that the detached person has disappeared, I don’t know if there is a possibility of returning. The detachment tool can be said to be one less than one piece, extremely precious, and a non-renewable strategic resource.
The previous supreme army commander was also thinking about finding the head of Tai A, so as to save the detachment tool, but he failed to fall into the trap of Bai Donglin, the old yinbi.
With clear instructions, the huge machine of the Black Disaster started to run rapidly, capturing the trajectory of the power of the eddy current, and locking in the intersection of the heart of the black and white vortex. Although it is invisible and intangible, it is where the gray and silent land should exist. Location…
boom! blah-
A giant bronze axe pierced through the void, severing concepts along the way, tearing a huge pitch-black crack in the void.
The other side of the black disaster immediately escaped into it, and stepped out after a while, shaking his head in disappointment.
"The eddy current is uncertain, showing irregular fluctuations at any time, and it is reasonable to have deviations, continue!"
The Lord of the Ghosts frowned, it was only a failure, she did not take it to heart, and continued to issue orders to bombard the void with the weapon of detachment.
After a hundred times, the device of detachment has been used up a few pieces, but still the entrance of gray silence has not been opened.
"How, how is this possible? Is it really because of bad luck?!"
The face of the Lord of Ghosts was no longer calm, and cold sweat was dripping from his forehead. For some reason, she always felt that it was not a matter of luck, but it seemed that there was a force that completely concealed the gray land.
At this time, the old men holding the bone book suddenly appeared again, gave the Lord of Ghosts a cold look, and read it aloud.
In fact, during the war, the Supreme Council believed that the method of the ghosts was not wrong. But when something goes wrong, people always have to take the blame. The wisdom of the other side is not much different, including the ability to rule. The meaning of the existence of the supreme military leader is to take the blame.
The "Ten Directions Shelter" that shrouded the gray and lonely land is the means that Bai Donglin used after he achieved detachment and controlled some of the source points, which contained the power of logic. Even if you come in person, you can't break it.
This black disaster army, I don't know how long it has been spent here, and the detachment tool has been used up by half. The supreme army leader has changed one after another, exhausted all means, and still can't open the entrance to the gray and lonely land.
For the Black Calamity, the Land of Silence is already an untouchable area, unless the Primordial Black Light comes out in person.
"withdraw-"
Woo! Woohoo!
In a lonely place, this road is dead!
During the Black Disaster War, the Supreme Council clearly recognized the reality, but in desperation, it could only return to the original path, join another army, take the conventional route, and invade all races and heavens.
The gray and lonely land was preserved, and without one soldier and one soldier, the black disaster's two-way attack plan was smashed, but on the contrary, the pressure on the front line of the rotating arms of the various races and the heavens suddenly soared.
Every moment, thousands of races and black disasters have a large number of heavens falling, and even the existence of the other side seems to be cannon fodder. Under the crushing of the terrifying war machines on both sides, they are extremely fragile. As long as they are on the battlefield, they can always be In danger of falling.
Ten thousand clans are supported by a large rear, and a steady stream of strong men are born, and then they step into the battlefield, which is suitable for a long-term tug-of-war.
On the other hand, on the black disaster side, as the heavens at the core of the vortex in the rear continue to "extinguish", the army becomes more and more crazy, desperate, and even more ferocious and terrifying. , Under the blessing of this determination, for a while, the stalemate on the battlefield was broken, pressing the ten thousand clan to fight, pushing the battle line into the depths of the ten thousand clan and the heavens, and soon crossed the "Central Domain Boundary".
Life was devastated, and there were countless casualties. The cry for help like snowflakes kept pouring into the gray and quiet place.
In the long years, the time and space administration, sword wielders, life courts and other human races have been inexhaustible and the supreme forces of the heavens have faintly looked at the gray land as the leader. Therefore, under the instructions and help of the gray land, the human race Most of them were relocated to the core area of the heavens, and more importantly, they even fled directly into the gray area.
Therefore, on today's rotten battlefield, most of the casualties are aliens, and the casualties of the human race are only those **** soldiers and innocent beings who are helpless, but they are safe and sound.
But in the face of the increasingly crazy black disaster, the human race naturally understands the truth that the lips are dead and the teeth are cold, and now they can't sit still and begin to dispatch the army to the front.
The only real world, the depths of the monument world.
"Namo Amitabha!"
The Sanskrit sound drifted, and the bright golden light spread out, replacing the dark Buddha light.
"Moruo" looked up, his warm eyes full of pity, as if he had seen through the layers of time and space, and heard the desperate wailing on the battlefield.
"Little monk Mingjing, thirteen immeasurable generations, are you still determined to stop the poor monk from stepping into detachment?!"
Moro frowned, feeling the pure and merciful state of mind, and couldn't help feeling irritated.
"Moruo, you despise the little monk now? Back then, you chose to invade me yourself."
"Hmph, I had known you were so difficult, even if the poor monk possessed a dog, it would be better than now."
"Hehe, without the little monk, you would have already died under the fierce iron fist, and now?"
Hearing Mingjing's ridicule, Moruo fell silent. No matter how strong he chose, he couldn't refute the facts.
"Moruo, why do you think Brother Bai is leaving you alive?"
"Do you think that you helped Emperor Bai Xuan step into the cycle of reincarnation and broke the source of reincarnation of the mother river for Brother Bai, did he forgive you for everything you've done because of his gratitude?"
"No! I understand Brother Bai, one is one, the other is two. The merits and demerits are not equal. Brother Bai is jealous of evil, so how could he spare your life and pass on the way of your "Intention"?"
"Shut up!
"
The corners of Moruo's brows twitched, as if the biggest secret in his heart had been pierced, and he couldn't help but lose his demeanor and yelled loudly.
"That's the truth. The reason why Brother Bai kept you alive is just because of my existence. You can live because of my clarity, right or not?!"
Mingjing's tone was faint slowly and slowly, Mora couldn't hurt him, he was not afraid of the other party.
"What do you want?"
Moruo's eyes sank, and he quickly became calm and calm.
"It's simple."
"The poor monk will help you step into detachment, on the condition that the control of consciousness is temporarily vested in me, until this black catastrophe is pacified for endless sentient beings!"
"Hehe, little monk Mingjing, it's been endless years, and you haven't changed at all."
"He's right, you really are the best person in the world."
"how?"
"Humph! Little monk, remember, the poor monk is not afraid of you, but to give that face..."
"Ha ha."
From all the existences on the other side, down to the lack of self-awareness, only the endless cannon fodder that knows **** and destroy, and even those "extinguished" wreckages of the heavens have been forcibly refined into terrifying weapons of war.
All things and all power in the vortex of black disasters are divided into two terrifying torrents, one of which follows the conventional battlefield path, from the intersection of the spiral arms, to avoid the strangling power of the boundary of the vortex of black and white, and invade all races and the heavens. .
The other army is sinking to the bottom of the vortex and descending on the Tai'a Continent, in order to break the gray and quiet place, and the sword is aimed at the core area of the Ten Thousand Races.
If the plan is successful, it will form a two-sided attack on all races and heavens. For the black disaster, it is the fastest way to annihilate all races and occupy the other's heavens.
The completely crazy black disaster, under the premise that the detached person disappears, has no worries.
If they don't spend all their battles, they will be waiting for them to be a lifeless place of death. The longer the time drags on, the greater the gap with Wanzu, and they must win this battle at the fastest speed. It is necessary to share the vortex of the heavens with the ten thousand races, so as to have the capital to compete with it.
"Lord Supreme Commander! Look, the Tai'a Continent is in front of you. The former Tai'a War Territory, the entrance to the Gray Land, was built here."
"Oh?"
The supreme army lord of the black disaster, his eyes moved slightly, and his eyes fell on the dark continent below.
Long ago, Tai'a War Territory was defeated by an expeditionary army of ten thousand ethnic groups, and it also allowed the opponent to invade the hinterland, causing a lot of losses. Since then, Tai'a has not been rebuilt.
In the past, the Tai'a War Territory was indeed a great force, but now, compared with their army, which has integrated half of the power of the entire Black Disaster, it is pitifully insignificant. Therefore, in the eyes of the supreme army lord, there is no graying out. place in sight.
"Go, find the head of Tai'a who fell on the mainland. It used to be the gate to the gray and silent land, and it has what we need."
"Follow your orders!
"
The order was passed, and soon a "small" army rushed out from the large army, as if a hair had fallen from the nine bulls. This terrifying contrast was all because the total amount of the black disaster army was too terrifying. people.
In fact, there are as many as 10,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 thousands of times this "cow hair", of which there are no less than 10,000 trillion on the other side!
There was a lot of blackness, and the shadow cast by the end of the battleship group completely covered the Tai'a Continent.
The next moment, dense figures paced out and descended on the pitch-black continent, all with dazzling eyes, and the aura on the other side made the continent tremble.
It's not that the supreme army lord is making a lot of fanfare. It's really that the black disaster army is too immeasurable. This "cow hair" is already the smallest unit of the army, and the supreme command can't continue to be more precise.
But it doesn't matter, the number of people is great. With such a large number of other shores shooting at the same time, it must not take a moment to retrieve all the heads of Tai A that have been turned into fragments, and extract the key information to open the gray and silent land.
On the other side of the trillion billions, like locusts passing through, they can be seen in every corner of the dark continent, and there are not a lot of them in the invisible depths.
"Huh? What is this!?"
A black disaster on the other side, holding a pale bone fragment in his hand, was about to leave, but was attracted by a faint light spot not far away, perhaps because of curiosity, and this may also be part of the head of Tai A, He couldn't help reaching out to hold it, and pinched it subconsciously.
Hey, QQ bombs, feel good...
The other side of the black disaster showed a narrow smile, and the next moment, his expression suddenly froze, Tong Kong shrank, and his body was swallowed by endless rays of light.
boom-
Boom!
!
The indescribable terrifying explosion, the infinite light of destruction, instantly swallowed the Tai'a continent, and its trillions of other shores existed, and it was directly impacted into ashes, and the source of the face information could not escape.
The rising big ball of light, with a diameter of a terrifying one trillion super-mind, came to collect the troops of the leader of Tai'a, huddled together, and was enveloped by the explosion that broke through the concept of speed, and the defensive barrier only persisted for a moment. , then collapsed into nothingness, not even the slightest residue was left.
"This, this is..."
The supreme army commander looked stunned, stood up, and looked directly at the destruction light ball. Suddenly, the endless brilliance condensed into a stalwart figure, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at him indifferently.
"The front is gray, and the black disaster stops!"
Stop! stop -
Indifferent and cold, the voice echoed over and over again in the void, with the countless black disaster creatures annihilated in the big explosion as the background, the meaning of killing is extremely terrifying.
Despicable and shameless, sinister, treacherous villain, smelly old sixth!
The supreme commander quickly went through all the words he could think of in his mind, but things had already happened, so he could only be incompetent and furious.
Although for the entire army, the loss just now is nothing but a drop in the bucket, but it is unfavorable to start a division, as if it represents a bad omen, and it is very demoralizing, all...
"Supreme army lord, you have given a wrong order and caused our army to suffer losses. Now all your titles are revoked and the right to rule is taken back."
"Effective immediately!"
A group of old men with white hair and beard suddenly appeared in the command room, holding a bone book full of characters, meticulously reading the decree, full of irreversible meaning.
"As ordered!"
The former Supreme Commander shook his head with a wry smile, slowly put down his scepter, and disappeared into the shadows on his back legs.
"The Lord of Ghosts, as agreed by the Supreme Council during the war, you are now the Supreme Army Lord..."
The handover of power is just a moment. These two armies are the aggregation of all the forces of the black disaster. How can it be handed over to a certain existence?
The power structure in it is extremely complicated, and the supreme army leader is slightly wrong. As long as the parliament determines that your ability is not enough to dominate the army, you can immediately replace it.
"The black plague has stopped? Humph! Let's see, how can I block my army in the solitary place!"
The Lord of Ghosts was newly appointed as the supreme army lord, but he did not feel any discomfort. As soon as he took over the scepter of control, he began to break through the gray and silent land.
"Take the tool of detachment, capture the power of the vortex, lock the gray and lonely place, and forcibly open the entrance!"
Although the detached people have disappeared, the artifacts that they have left behind, containing the power of detachment, still exist. There are many detachment artifacts with various characteristics and powers that gather the power of the black disaster.
Now that the detached person has disappeared, I don’t know if there is a possibility of returning. The detachment tool can be said to be one less than one piece, extremely precious, and a non-renewable strategic resource.
The previous supreme army commander was also thinking about finding the head of Tai A, so as to save the detachment tool, but he failed to fall into the trap of Bai Donglin, the old yinbi.
With clear instructions, the huge machine of the Black Disaster started to run rapidly, capturing the trajectory of the power of the eddy current, and locking in the intersection of the heart of the black and white vortex. Although it is invisible and intangible, it is where the gray and silent land should exist. Location…
boom! blah-
A giant bronze axe pierced through the void, severing concepts along the way, tearing a huge pitch-black crack in the void.
The other side of the black disaster immediately escaped into it, and stepped out after a while, shaking his head in disappointment.
"The eddy current is uncertain, showing irregular fluctuations at any time, and it is reasonable to have deviations, continue!"
The Lord of the Ghosts frowned, it was only a failure, she did not take it to heart, and continued to issue orders to bombard the void with the weapon of detachment.
After a hundred times, the device of detachment has been used up a few pieces, but still the entrance of gray silence has not been opened.
"How, how is this possible? Is it really because of bad luck?!"
The face of the Lord of Ghosts was no longer calm, and cold sweat was dripping from his forehead. For some reason, she always felt that it was not a matter of luck, but it seemed that there was a force that completely concealed the gray land.
At this time, the old men holding the bone book suddenly appeared again, gave the Lord of Ghosts a cold look, and read it aloud.
In fact, during the war, the Supreme Council believed that the method of the ghosts was not wrong. But when something goes wrong, people always have to take the blame. The wisdom of the other side is not much different, including the ability to rule. The meaning of the existence of the supreme military leader is to take the blame.
The "Ten Directions Shelter" that shrouded the gray and lonely land is the means that Bai Donglin used after he achieved detachment and controlled some of the source points, which contained the power of logic. Even if you come in person, you can't break it.
This black disaster army, I don't know how long it has been spent here, and the detachment tool has been used up by half. The supreme army leader has changed one after another, exhausted all means, and still can't open the entrance to the gray and lonely land.
For the Black Calamity, the Land of Silence is already an untouchable area, unless the Primordial Black Light comes out in person.
"withdraw-"
Woo! Woohoo!
In a lonely place, this road is dead!
During the Black Disaster War, the Supreme Council clearly recognized the reality, but in desperation, it could only return to the original path, join another army, take the conventional route, and invade all races and heavens.
The gray and lonely land was preserved, and without one soldier and one soldier, the black disaster's two-way attack plan was smashed, but on the contrary, the pressure on the front line of the rotating arms of the various races and the heavens suddenly soared.
Every moment, thousands of races and black disasters have a large number of heavens falling, and even the existence of the other side seems to be cannon fodder. Under the crushing of the terrifying war machines on both sides, they are extremely fragile. As long as they are on the battlefield, they can always be In danger of falling.
Ten thousand clans are supported by a large rear, and a steady stream of strong men are born, and then they step into the battlefield, which is suitable for a long-term tug-of-war.
On the other hand, on the black disaster side, as the heavens at the core of the vortex in the rear continue to "extinguish", the army becomes more and more crazy, desperate, and even more ferocious and terrifying. , Under the blessing of this determination, for a while, the stalemate on the battlefield was broken, pressing the ten thousand clan to fight, pushing the battle line into the depths of the ten thousand clan and the heavens, and soon crossed the "Central Domain Boundary".
Life was devastated, and there were countless casualties. The cry for help like snowflakes kept pouring into the gray and quiet place.
In the long years, the time and space administration, sword wielders, life courts and other human races have been inexhaustible and the supreme forces of the heavens have faintly looked at the gray land as the leader. Therefore, under the instructions and help of the gray land, the human race Most of them were relocated to the core area of the heavens, and more importantly, they even fled directly into the gray area.
Therefore, on today's rotten battlefield, most of the casualties are aliens, and the casualties of the human race are only those **** soldiers and innocent beings who are helpless, but they are safe and sound.
But in the face of the increasingly crazy black disaster, the human race naturally understands the truth that the lips are dead and the teeth are cold, and now they can't sit still and begin to dispatch the army to the front.
The only real world, the depths of the monument world.
"Namo Amitabha!"
The Sanskrit sound drifted, and the bright golden light spread out, replacing the dark Buddha light.
"Moruo" looked up, his warm eyes full of pity, as if he had seen through the layers of time and space, and heard the desperate wailing on the battlefield.
"Little monk Mingjing, thirteen immeasurable generations, are you still determined to stop the poor monk from stepping into detachment?!"
Moro frowned, feeling the pure and merciful state of mind, and couldn't help feeling irritated.
"Moruo, you despise the little monk now? Back then, you chose to invade me yourself."
"Hmph, I had known you were so difficult, even if the poor monk possessed a dog, it would be better than now."
"Hehe, without the little monk, you would have already died under the fierce iron fist, and now?"
Hearing Mingjing's ridicule, Moruo fell silent. No matter how strong he chose, he couldn't refute the facts.
"Moruo, why do you think Brother Bai is leaving you alive?"
"Do you think that you helped Emperor Bai Xuan step into the cycle of reincarnation and broke the source of reincarnation of the mother river for Brother Bai, did he forgive you for everything you've done because of his gratitude?"
"No! I understand Brother Bai, one is one, the other is two. The merits and demerits are not equal. Brother Bai is jealous of evil, so how could he spare your life and pass on the way of your "Intention"?"
"Shut up!
"
The corners of Moruo's brows twitched, as if the biggest secret in his heart had been pierced, and he couldn't help but lose his demeanor and yelled loudly.
"That's the truth. The reason why Brother Bai kept you alive is just because of my existence. You can live because of my clarity, right or not?!"
Mingjing's tone was faint slowly and slowly, Mora couldn't hurt him, he was not afraid of the other party.
"What do you want?"
Moruo's eyes sank, and he quickly became calm and calm.
"It's simple."
"The poor monk will help you step into detachment, on the condition that the control of consciousness is temporarily vested in me, until this black catastrophe is pacified for endless sentient beings!"
"Hehe, little monk Mingjing, it's been endless years, and you haven't changed at all."
"He's right, you really are the best person in the world."
"how?"
"Humph! Little monk, remember, the poor monk is not afraid of you, but to give that face..."
"Ha ha."
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