Chapter 129 Lin Chen "Beast King Ant! Kill if you disobey!"

Not far away, Lin Chen stood silently, with mechanical sounds interweaving in his ears.

But his gaze was like ice in deep winter, penetrating through layers of space and focusing on the projection with a faint blue glow.

On the screen, there are several beast kings with huge bodies, exuding primitive wildness.

He was moving flexibly through the chaotic void at an astonishing speed.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

After a few moments of silence, a sound as cold as the Arctic wind suddenly tore through the tranquility.

"If these beasts are ungrateful and attempt to destroy us, then there is no need to show mercy. Let them know the price they will pay."

"Beast King? Just an ant!"

As the words fell, it was as if an invisible wave spread out in a secret base somewhere in the human realm, stirring up a thousand waves.

All of a sudden, there were thousands of weapons shaped like crystal clear water drops like morning dew.

Driven by the super artificial intelligence Protoss, it slowly rises and hovers in the air, emitting a faint silver glow, like a star just appearing.

In the next instant, it accelerated suddenly and transformed into thousands of silver lightning bolts, breaking through the constraints of space.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.

Those silver lights streaked across the sky like a meteor shower, passing through the winding space tunnel.

The destination is clear and definite—the underground world.

The goal is, of course, self-evident.

At the same time, in the vast void, those beast kings with terrifying power all felt an indescribable uneasiness.

It was as if an invisible cold wind penetrated the barrier of space and gently brushed through the depths of the soul.

This sudden premonition, like an ominous sign in an ancient prophecy, seemed to cast a shadow over the entire void.

At this moment, about half of the Beast Kings instinctively felt a warning rising from deep in their blood, and their expressions suddenly froze.

There was also a flash of fear and a habitual sense of escape in his eyes.

These beast kings who have successfully survived for who knows how many years all have an extraordinary keen sense of crisis.

There is no need to think or weigh the pros and cons, every cell in the body is screaming "escape".

So, without hesitation, they turned their bodies suddenly, as if being pulled by an invisible force, and desperately turned their heads to change direction, rushing towards the distance.

The ambition to explore the Sea of ​​Dead Souls was instantly abandoned, and the only thing left was to get away from this ominous place as soon as possible.

As for the remaining half of the Beast King, it was a completely different scene.

Maybe it's out of pride, or driven by strong curiosity, or maybe it's because they have absolute confidence in their own abilities.

They chose to ignore this inexplicable warning, regarding it as the conjecture of the weak.

It is also because of this that the eyes of these beast kings flash with determination and indomitable spirit.

As if blessed by a mysterious power, an invincible aura emanated from his whole body.

There was no hesitation in his actions, as stubborn as an iron-headed kid, and he decided to continue along the established path.

A moment later, accompanied by a slight tremor in the void, five rays of supreme majesty, like the first rays of light at dawn, broke through the silent sky in an instant.

Each of these five beast kings is the supreme being of their respective race.

They transcended the constraints of space and appeared one by one in the dark and mysterious edge of the forbidden area of ​​the Sea of ​​Dead Souls, like gods in ancient legends.

The void trembles at its steps, like the most devout believer shuddering before a god.

When the first beast king appeared, the air around him suddenly froze. Its body was covered with dazzling silver scales, which shone with a cold glow under the weak moonlight.

Every scale seems to contain tremendous power.

His deep eyes seemed to be able to see through life and death, and he glanced around coldly.

Then, with a slight shake, it disappeared into the folds of the void, leaving behind only a heart-pounding silver light.

Immediately afterwards, the second beast king followed closely behind.

Its shape is like a giant tree in an ancient forest, with emerald green vines wrapped around its body, and dots of fluorescent light flashing between its branches and leaves, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

Every time I take a step, the air around me seems to have a little more vitality and energy.

But soon, this green breath of life quietly disappeared, leaving only the faint breath of nature lingering.

Then, it was the third beast king.

It has a huge body, and its hair is as red as flames. When it moves, it brings with it waves of hot air that burn and distort the surrounding void.

His eyes were like a molten abyss, burning with the dual will of destruction and rebirth.

The violent aura that was enough to burn everything disappeared after a brief appearance, leaving only a lingering feeling of anxiety in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the appearance of the fourth beast king brought a sudden cold wave.

Its entire body is covered with scales that shine with an ice-blue luster, and its breathing seems to be able to freeze everything around it.

There was the arrogance and calmness of a world of ice and snow in his eyes, as well as an indifference that seemed to be able to freeze time.

Then, accompanied by a slight breeze, it slowly disappeared, leaving only pieces of lightly falling frost flowers.

The last Beast King's appearance was the most mysterious.

It seems to be condensed from the purest darkness, invisible and formless.

There were only pairs of deep pupils, looming in the void.

It seems to have no entity, but it is more depressing than any existence.

With imperceptible fluctuations, the deep darkness also merged into the endless void, leaving only a deep and awe-inspiring echo.

As the five beast kings appeared and disappeared one after another, there seemed to be a strong residual power left in the edge of the restricted area of ​​the Sea of ​​Dead Souls.

The ripples were like whispers on an ancient battlefield, telling of the glory and majesty that seemed to exist only in myths.

In this magnificent era of conflict among all races, there are no eternal friends among the different ethnic groups, only endless calculations and games between each other.

Because of this, even when the Beast King acts alone, he must proceed step by step and be on guard against any possible sneak attacks or plots.

In addition, the vast underground world has an infinite area.

The history is so deep and long that it seems to be beyond the reach of time. Under the ancient land, there are countless secrets from ancient times, ancient times, and even more ancient times, which no one can reveal in full.

Who knows how many terrifying taboos exist, sleeping here along with the dusty memories.

Many forbidden areas that appeared in the past tens of thousands of years were caused by the existence of people who were ignorant of the immensity of the world.

While digging for opportunities, he accidentally touched a place that shouldn't be touched, awakening a great terror that shouldn't appear in the world, and thus it was formed.

After a few breaths, wisps of spiritual power quietly seeped out from hidden corners in all directions.

As light as catkins, it slipped into the restricted area silently, as if afraid of disturbing anything.

The series of actions were delicate and cautious, and every movement of mental energy was carefully calculated and concealed.

Compared with the ostentatious behavior of the previous beast kings, the actions of these five seemed to be more cautious.

(End of this chapter)