Chapter 7 Source of Life Chapter 22: Trap
Inside the palace of the last right monarch.
Eight Prison Clan beings stood under the hall.
“I was also touched by that mysterious master. Dozens of threads extended from his palm and penetrated into my body, instantly annihilating me.” A Prison Clan Origin Life said respectfully, “This is the scene where I was killed.”
He stretched out his left hand, and the scene in his memory appeared in mid-air.
Copying memory scenes is an easy task for any source life.
"I was hit by his spear. Dozens of silk threads separated from the spear and penetrated into my body. This is the memory of the scene when I was killed."
"This is my..."
The scenes of each of the Prison Clan's beings being killed were playing out.
The Lord of the Last Right was looking at the scene on the screen where the human holding a spear was killing the life forms of the Prison Clan one by one.
"Can you teleport across dozens of light years to chase the enemy?"
"If you touch it, dozens of colored threads will penetrate you, and you will definitely die?"
"Suspected ninth-order source life?"
The last right monarch silently summarized a large amount of information.
"Who is this human?" asked the Right Lord. "Does anyone know him?"
The eight Prison Clan beings of His Highness shook their heads. Even though they were killed and resurrected, they still didn't know... who this human was.
"Lord Moyou." A Prison Clan source life said respectfully, "Among all the intelligence our Prison Clan has collected about human source life, there is no information about this person. He should have changed his appearance."
"In just three years, it is estimated that at least 30 Prison Clan members have died at his hands, and most of them are not eligible for resurrection." The green eyes of the Last Right Lord became more and more indifferent. "With such a high killing efficiency, he must hide his identity."
Although those who died were all ninth-level, but with more than 10 source lives lost every year, how much would be lost in ten thousand years?
“Even a human at the peak of the tenth level is far less efficient in killing than him.” The Right-End Lord’s voice became colder, “And now he is only active in the area around the Ansu Star Alliance. If he goes to the front line where the fighting is the most intense, the number of our Prison Clan lords he kills every year will increase several times.”
The eight resurrected Prison Clan beings were also very solemn.
"The ninth-order source life of the human race in the universe is distributed in the three advanced civilizations in the universe and 5,632 star alliances. The total number has reached tens of millions! Among them, the spear is a common weapon. There are more than one million human ninth-order source lives using spears. It is impossible to check their identities." Someone from the Prison Clan said with a headache.
“Perhaps, the weapon he is best at is not the spear. On the surface, he is attacking with the spear, but in fact, it is those dozens of transparent silk threads.” Someone from the Prison Clan retorted.
"He is very insidious! On the surface, he uses light to perform tricks, which looks dignified, but it is actually a sinister killing move with strange threads."
The eight resurrected Prison Clan beings all felt that the thread was too sinister.
The last right monarch nodded and waved his hand gently: "You can leave first."
The eight Prison Clan Origin beings saluted respectfully and then withdrew.
…
Five days later.
The Last Right Lord came to a dark world, where tentacles were wandering around, and the evil aura was spreading, corroding the Last Right Lord. The Last Right Lord walked calmly, completely resisting the evil aura.
Finally, he arrived in front of the largest lake in the entire dark world.
"Lord Wukr." The last right monarch spoke.
Coo coo coo～～～～
Bubbles began to appear in the lake, and a huge monster slowly floated up from the depths of the lake. As it floated up, the 'tentacle phantoms' of the dark world were quickly retracted and all stored inside the huge monster.
As it emerged, the giant creature became smaller and smaller.
When he came out of the lake, he had become a normal-looking Prison Clan monarch, but his body was wrapped in robes, and the only exposed part of his head was full of pits and holes, and his eyes were like endless deep pools.
He is the King of Ukr.
"Lord Moyou, is that you?" Lord Wu Ke did not speak, but his voice echoed around him.
"You can't even speak?" The Right Lord was a little worried.
"There's no other way. The merit required to exchange for a piece of tentacle after the death of a high-dimensional life form is very low. I can barely afford it." Lord Wukr looked at Lord Moyou with his eyes, and his voice echoed around.
"You are still taking too much risks. It is very dangerous to fuse the corpse of a higher-dimensional life form ." The Right-Ending Monarch said, "But once the fusion is successful and you have mastered it completely, the power it can unleash will be very strong. In the latest ranking by the Emperor, you were ranked 19th. You should be not far from mastering it, right?"
The King of Wukr nodded, and his voice rang out: "Soon."
Even if the fusion is not fully successful, he can be ranked in the top 20 among the many monarchs of the Prison Clan. Once it is fully successful, the list of the top ten monarchs will probably change.
"Lord Wu Ke, you are the most powerful among the many monarchs under my command." Lord Moyou said, "Over the years, I have never asked you to go to the battlefield."
"Thank you very much." Lord Wukr nodded.
Although the evolution of the Prison Clan is mainly based on combat, the integration of "things from higher dimensions" does require some quiet time alone.
"In the human Tianmang universe that I am responsible for looting, a very powerful opponent has now appeared. I will send you all the information about him." The Lord of the Right immediately passed a stream of information to the other party.
"His interception efficiency is comparable to that of cosmic legends? His head-on combat is only at the peak level of level nine? He uses insidious tactics to launch sneak attacks?" Lord Wukr quickly understood the information.
"I judge that he is most likely a ninth-order source life form, but he just got a rare item." said the Right Lord.
"I agree with your judgment. If it is level ten, he will be more efficient in killing." Lord Wukr nodded.
The last right monarch said: "I have temporarily given this mysterious human master a code name, 'Dark Gunner'. He looks upright, but is actually very sinister. I thought about it and found that among the monarchs I manage now, you have the greatest chance of taking action."
"Kill him, and I believe the human race in the universe will be resurrected. But the most important thing is... the rare item he carries." The Right-Ending Lord said, "Perhaps it is a treasure that is good at traveling through time and space. The value of this treasure on the battlefield is immeasurable. If you succeed in taking that rare item and returning, it will be a great achievement."
Lord Wukr nodded, and his voice rang out: "It has been more than ten thousand years since I last went to the battlefield. Fine, I will go deal with him."
"Based on his habit of intercepting and rescuing people, I have made a detailed plan for you." The Right Lord smiled and said, "By the way, I have to remind you that according to the intelligence of the resurrection source life, the human race's 'Mr. Jian' is also there in the Ansu Star Alliance."
"Jane?" Lord Wukr didn't care. "I can't kill him now, but he can't do anything to me either."
The Lord of the Last Right had known this for a long time, so he sent the Lord of the Ukr over.
If it weren't for the clan rules, in normal times, at least half of the ten monarchs must stay in the rear, and the last right monarch would have gone to the Tianmang Universe in person long ago.
…
Virtual World Network.
In a world full of birdsong and flowers, Xu Jingming, Li Miaomiao, and Xu Lixing, a family of three, were having a picnic on the top of a mountain. They sat on blankets, eating barbecue and drinking beer from the Blue Star Civilization.
Although Xu Jingming focuses on learning knowledge every day, he can maintain three clones in the virtual world, but he still maintains one clone to accompany his family frequently.
Studying is important, and spending time with family is also important.
"Li Xing, how do you feel about the group's affairs? Are you under a lot of pressure?" Xu Jingming asked while drinking beer.
"Dad, now I am completely familiar with it. I have no pressure in handling anything." Xu Lixing was very confident. "I, your daughter, can be called a business genius. I am successful in every business I do."
"Is it because you have a high talent? That's because... many forces offer us benefits when they deal with us for the first time." Li Miaomiao suppressed her daughter's arrogance.
"When I boasted a little in front of Dad, you, Mom, always put me down." Xu Lixing was helpless. "But, regardless of whether it was a gift or not, I felt that everything was quite easy and simple, and everything went smoothly."
Li Miaomiao also nodded and looked at Xu Jingming: "On the one hand, all the partners are very cooperative, and on the other hand, Mr. Pang and many other think tanks have provided advice, and the group has been moving forward steadily."
Xu Jingming nodded: "At the beginning, the group's business is not much, but as time goes by, the business will become larger and larger, and the forces in the universe will not always give in to us. By then, the competition will become more and more fierce, so you should be prepared."
"Compared with those giants, our group's business is indeed not worth mentioning," said Xu Lixing.
When Xu Lixing really started to run the group, he discovered...
The one hundred trillion cosmic coins before were nothing compared to the truly large forces in the universe. In fact, if you want to buy it, you can't even afford a "yellow messenger" of the Chimeng Group, and you have no channels to buy it.
Xu Jingming nodded and decided to operate the group slowly first, and then make additional investments when all aspects were more mature.
There was no other way. Whether it was the compensation from the Black Moon Civilization or the spoils of killing the Prison Clan's source life forms, Xu Jingming's savings had accumulated from many aspects and exceeded 100 trillion cosmic coins.
"If I keep killing like this for a thousand years, the wealth I'll accumulate will probably be comparable to some regional forces in the Hunter Universe." Xu Jingming was well aware of how quickly his wealth was accumulating.
All of this is derived from the fastest No. 9 Yuanchu suit in the Yuanchu Research Institute's "time and space travel". Its own strength only accounts for a negligible part of it, but every year, it is improving.
"Huh?" Xu Jingming's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes became a little colder.
"What's wrong?" Li Miaomiao and Xu Lixing both noticed something was wrong.
"I have received the mission. I am rushing to the destination in real life." Xu Jingming explained, "I will log off first."
"careful."
"Dad, be careful."
Li Miaomiao and Xu Lixing said this, and then they saw Xu Jingming had disappeared.
Although he kept his clone online while traveling, he was about to fight with the source of the Prison Clan, and when fighting... he still needed to give 100% of his effort.
…
An extremely quiet planet with life.
On the planet, whether it is humans or animals, they have all died silently. They have not "disappeared", and their bodies are still there.
Countless corpses are still scattered all over the planet.
The only 'living thing' was a member of the Prison Clan wrapped in robes standing on the city street. His entire body was wrapped, leaving only his tattered face exposed. He stood there calmly.
He didn't use any tricks, he just descended on this planet.
Naturally, all humans and animals on the planet would die.
"According to the interception patterns calculated by Lord Moyou, the location of this life planet... is likely to be the responsibility of that mysterious expert." Lord Wukr waited silently, "If that mysterious expert rushes to another area, my team members will be in trouble."
This time he brought 15 Prison Clan lords to form a team.
Dispersed action as usual!
If he were to act alone, humans would think something was wrong and would send someone like 'Mr. Jian'.
"Um?"
Just seven seconds after the arrival of the Lord of Ukr, he suddenly looked up at a starry sky 0.18 light years away. A human in black appeared there, passing through the ripples of space and time.
