Chapter 112: The Evil Soul is Immortal
At this moment,
When Zhang Yang's soul was in despair, his body was still intact. He sat in the Wood Demon Tower with an indifferent expression, as if nothing had happened. Undoubtedly, this body was like a walking corpse at this moment.
It's meaningless.
Struggle and struggle again.
Struggling in despair, struggling in a sea of pain.
There is no way out, no future.
But Zhang Yang was still able to persist and continue to persist.
The tenacity and wildness of his soul constantly endowed him with more strength. Although there was no hope of winning, at least he could remain undefeated.
"Stupid human food, are you worthy enough to get involved in the extraordinary?"
With a loud bang, the entire soul world turned into a sea of fire and magma.
In the magma, a giant monster that seemed to reach the sky and the earth stood there. It roared and shouted at Zhang Yang. It was the devil-horned lizard. How come it was still alive?
It was this trace of doubt that instantly made Zhang Yang lose his spirit, like the last straw that broke the camel's back.
"Stupid human bastard, you are only fit to be my dinner."
The huge devil-horned lizard that was as tall as the sky and the earth roared and destroyed the world of fire and magma in an instant. Zhang Yang felt that all his memories, all his soul, and all his genetic secrets were being integrated and deciphered by the devil-horned lizard.
He was powerless, or rather, the only benefit was that he could also simultaneously understand the secrets of the devil-horned lizard's memory and genetic soul. This was a two-way process.
He even immediately knew why the devil-horned lizard had not died yet. It was because the demon gene in this guy's body was too strong, so before he died, he triggered a soul talent called the immortal demon soul. This was the reason why Zhang Yang suffered a great loss.
I just don't know why the village construction order was not detected? It turns out that there are times when you are powerless.
Zhang Yang really hates it.
But it was too late.
In this battle of souls, Zhang Yang's previously balanced state was instantly broken due to his previous mental collapse. The devil-horned lizard had a 51% advantage, while he only had a 49% advantage.
So he could only watch passively, unable to resist.
This is the cruelty of the soul battlefield.
"What's going on?"
A voice suddenly came out, it sounded familiar, very familiar.
Zhao Xuanling? Why is he still in the depths of my soul?
Zhang Yang couldn't believe it, but this time he learned from his last experience and stood still, maintaining only 49% of his control over the soul.
On the other side, it was obvious that the devil-horned lizard was fighting fiercely with the consciousness left by Zhao Xuanling.
Zhao Xuanling's consciousness was generally weak, but he retreated into a corner, and his consciousness was like a sword. In an instant, he severely injured the magic-horned lizard, and then quickly took away the magic-horned lizard's share, about ten percent.
This time, the devil-horned lizard learned its lesson and no longer took the initiative to attack. It also chose to defend. However, at this moment in this soul battlefield, Zhang Yang was the strongest one.
But he did not rush to attack, because he realized that although Zhao Xuanling was his own man, the consciousness hidden deep in his soul was a time bomb.
If we don't take this opportunity to solve the problem in one go, something unexpected might happen at any time.
So Zhang Yang still remained silent, not attacking or defending, as if he didn't exist.
But this trick obviously didn't work, because the next moment Zhao Xuanling's voice rang out. (Author's note: Because it was within the soul, the so-called voice was the mind consciousness, so Zhang Yang could understand the words of the devil horned lizard, we are one family, don't shoot) "Brother Zhang Yang, this was an accident, I have no ill intentions, how about we join forces to kill this devil now?"
Zhang didn't say anything. Anyway, he had the advantage now, so you can do whatever you want.
At worst, we can just wait and see! So Zhao Xuanling's consciousness remained silent, and the devil soul of the devil-horned lizard was even more cunning. It remained silent from beginning to end, just constantly building defenses.
This gave Zhang Yang inspiration, or rather, it was the memory of the magic-horned lizard that gave Zhang Yang the greatest help.
In Zhang Yang's own memory, apart from the unfinished watermelon being his biggest obsession, there are actually no secrets, oh, the modified mana structure of the fireball spell counts as one.
Other than that, he's just a pure white guy.
On the other hand, the devil-horned lizard has demon blood, rich experience, outstanding qualifications, and knows a lot of secrets, even the talent of an immortal demon soul.
From this perspective, he made a profit.
"Just use the immortal demon soul."
Zhang Yang made a decision quickly.
This method is the magic horned lizard. Oh, originally it was not called the magic horned lizard, but the giant horned lizard. It seems to be a fellow countryman of the giant horned deer.
This guy was bound to the fantasy village building order, and then in a hero trial he killed a demon boss with great difficulty. Then, in the process of fusing the demon soul, he triggered the legendary "confirmed through eye contact, you are the one who loves me" effect, so the compatibility was as high as 97%. In the end, the giant horned lizard perfectly acquired the demon gene and advanced to a magic horned lizard.
Naturally, it mastered the talent of the immortal demon soul.
But now its soul and Zhang Yang's soul are in perfect harmony, ahem, they penetrate each other, and such an important core memory is also mastered by Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang acted quickly.
He easily pulled out thin soul threads, then weaved and arranged them according to a strange pattern, and finally obtained an extremely tiny soul crystal.
This crystal is the most critical core unit of the Immortal Demon Soul.
According to the magic horned lizard's memory, this guy produced a total of 360 units, so he was able to withstand such a terrifying explosion and hide his autonomous consciousness in the demon soul until Zhang Yang merged with it, and then he took over the magpie's nest and almost caused this guy to overturn.
So the difficulty of the entire Demonic Soul Immortal Talent lies here.
The smaller the magic soul crystal is, the better, because it is easier to hide and has greater impact resistance.
The more Zhang Yang understood at this time, the happier he became.
At first he was worried that he would go astray, but then he found that he had been deceived by the novel.
The structure of this magic soul crystal is very consistent with physics.
The soul filament is a thread,
The soul force field is a surface composed of countless lines, while the magic soul crystal is a three-dimensional structure composed of countless surfaces.
When many magic soul crystals are combined together, is the soul thread more resistant to risks, or is the soul force field more resistant to risks, or is the magic soul crystal the most resistant to risks? I guess even kindergarten children can give a correct answer.
After mastering this principle, it became easier for Zhang Yang to weave and arrange the magic soul crystals.
He already had this foundation. In the past, he often used soul force fields to observe and control structures at the particle level, so his soul control ability was extremely strong.
At first, the magic soul crystals he wove were not as big as those of the magic horned lizard, but after a while, as he mastered the essentials, the magic soul crystals he wove were only two-thirds the size of those woven by the magic horned lizard.
Eventually this ratio continued to expand to one-half.
The effect is quite different.
This means that Zhang Yang can produce twice as many magic soul crystals with the same soul power.
There is no concept of time in this battlefield of souls.
The magic-horned lizard was desperately weaving magic soul crystals, and so was Zhang Yang. Both sides were desperately expanding their armies and preparing for war.
However, Zhao Xuanling's consciousness remained motionless. From this point of view, this consciousness was a bit stiff, unlike Zhao Xuanling himself.
But Zhao Xuanling was very aware of the danger and did not dare to attack actively.
No one knew how much time had passed, but Zhang Yang was weaving and arranging the crystals desperately, his speed was getting faster and faster, and the number of magic soul crystals he wove became more and more, and smaller and smaller.
Finally, he was far ahead of the Demon-Horned Lizard and he finally launched a counterattack, but his target was not the Demon-Horned Lizard, but Zhao Xuanling's consciousness.
"Hey, we're one of us!"
The consciousness was still shouting, but the consciousness that pierced out was like a sword, extremely sharp.
But Zhang Yang was not afraid at all. All the soul power he controlled was woven into magic soul crystals. Its defense and resistance to attacks were more than ten times greater than before.
So even though Zhao Xuanling's consciousness attack was quite sharp, it was still strangled, merged, and absorbed by Zhang Yang in the blink of an eye, including his memory.
Only then did he understand what was going on with Zhao Xuanling's consciousness?
This is certainly not because Zhao Xuanling is some hidden master, but this guy chose ancestor worship when he built the village. Or maybe it's because of ignorance and fearlessness. He regarded himself as an ancestor and let the villagers worship him. If he could stay in the village, perhaps he could reap benefits. Unfortunately, he only stayed for twenty years.
Later, the villagers continued to worship their ancestors, and eventually, little by little, they formed rivers. Zhao Xuanling became the spirits of the ancestors. Well, no, it was the spirits of the ancestors that gradually turned into a strange spirit similar to Zhao Xuanling, retaining most of Zhao Xuanling's consciousness and behavior patterns, so they would say they were their own people and would not attack Zhang Yang.
But this thing was eventually integrated by Zhang Yang, so this strange consciousness has been hidden in the deepest part of Zhang Yang's soul. If it weren't for the devil horned lizard, Zhang Yang would never know. Maybe one day, Zhang Yang will change his name to Zhang Xuanling! At this time, Zhang Yang's soul power has occupied 59% of the soul force field, which is enough to form a comprehensive suppression of the devil horned lizard.
He immediately launched his attack.
But this time, the devil-horned lizard only defended and did not fight back, obviously trying to buy time.
Zhang Yang was not in a hurry and moved forward steadily. He was already confident of victory and was not afraid of the devil-horned lizard turning the table over.
Just like that, after an unknown amount of time, Zhang Yang finally broke through the defense of the devil-horned lizard and completely devoured and integrated it.
But at this moment, the devil-horned lizard suddenly laughed wildly.
"You stupid ass of the human race, if I die, you will die too. What do you think I'm stalling for? I'm stalling for time. At least a month has passed outside. Your body has not eaten or drunk anything, so I'm afraid it would have rotted away long ago. Hahahaha, just become a wandering ghost!"
The devil-horned lizard chose to use his most core memory to self-destruct while laughing wildly. The power was naturally not great, but what it said almost scared Zhang Yang to death.
Fortunately, he is now very calm and slowly withdraws from the soul battlefield.
At this moment, he felt extremely hungry and thirsty. His whole body became stiff and his eyeballs could not move.
Could it be that a month had really passed outside, and that he had really turned into a skeleton? "The master has woken up, that's great, hurry up, where is the rice porridge, drink it down!"
Faintly, Wu Yuan's voice sounded, and Zhang Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He thought to himself, "Devil-horned lizard, you bastard, go and keep company with your fellow deer demon. I have my men by my side, how could they let me starve to death?"
But just as this thought flashed through his mind, he heard Ryan shouting in panic, "Oh no, the Wood Demon Tower has withered. What should we do? For the past month, the Lord has relied on the Wood Demon Tower to maintain his life, and now the Wood Demon Tower is completely useless."
"Dachui, come here and use your hammer to knock out the adult's two front teeth. He must be fed rice porridge, otherwise he will die." This was Wu Yuan's voice.
"It's not a good idea to knock out the front teeth. It's better to make a hole in the neck and feed it directly." This was Qin Yidao's voice.
Zhang Yang: You guys are a bunch of bastards!
(End of this chapter)
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