Chapter 126 Chapter 126

Seeing that You Lin had already fought against the evil god, Miao originally planned to go over to support him. But when he passed by the lifeless dragon vine tree, his steps suddenly stopped.

Perhaps because he was a father, Miao was particularly sensitive to the smell of cubs. At a certain moment, he suddenly heard a few faint cries. Although the sound was light and floaty like an auditory hallucination, his instinct told him that it was not an illusion, but that there were really cubs crying.

After dealing with the weird things around him, he quickly found the source of the crying.

It was a yellow tree covered with a lot of vines. The vines were tightly intertwined with each other, leaving almost no gaps. It blocked most of the black fog and provided a relatively safe shelter for the cubs.

Although the crying sound coming from the tree cocoon was not loud, it was not weak. It seemed that the cubs were in a stable condition.

Miao was worried that forcing his way in would cause irreversible consequences, so he had to ask through the vines: "What's the situation inside? I'm Miao from the Feather Clan, and I'm here to support you on the orders of your majesty."

"Your Majesty?" The crying inside stopped.

As soon as they heard the word "Your Majesty", the cubs seemed to have found their backbone. As the crying gradually disappeared, the cubs' aggrieved and frightened voices replaced it: "Your Majesty didn't come here? Wuwuwu, this place is really scary. Sister Shu died, and she used the last vine to protect us."

"Those monsters are so scary. I want to go home. I miss my parents..."

Seeing that the cubs were about to cry again, Miao quickly comforted them, "Don't be afraid, kids. I came here with Lord Longzun this time. That guy is very strong and it's no problem for him to drive away those monsters. What we need to do now is to calm down and conserve our energy.

"How many monsters are there in the cocoon now? Are they all cubs?"

"There are countless, a lot, maybe hundreds." said a childish voice.

"Not all of them. There are many brothers and sisters from the Defense Forces inside, but they are all in coma now."

Miao's heart sank. The young and the wounded were the most vulnerable to the fog. The former had low resistance, while the latter were easily invaded through wounds. Although these vines temporarily blocked some of the fog, it was only a temporary solution, and it was inevitable that some fish would slip through the gaps and seep in.

Although the amount was not large, in such an almost closed environment, problems would definitely arise over time. If it were just a few cubs, it would be fine, but the problem was that there were a large number of unconscious injured people inside, and there was no way to quickly transfer them.

"I can't seem to hold on any longer." Another childish voice sounded, but it seemed a little weak compared to the other cubs.

"What's going on?"

"It's Xiaohua. He has been using his body to help us absorb the black mist..."

"Stop him now!" Miao said anxiously.

"We can't stop. If we stop, we will all turn into monsters." The little flower sniffed hard, her voice trembling and a little sobbing: "Uncle, please, if I really can't hold on and turn into a monster, you must kill me. Or anyone can do it. I don't want to turn into a bad guy and betray His Majesty the Demon King."

"Don't say anything sad. Whoever is still alive inside, hold him down together. Your Majesty is very powerful and will definitely find a solution. I will go and help Long Zun close the door. As long as the door is closed, this nightmare will be over."

Just close the door...

However, even if the door is closed, the mist will not dissipate, and the active weirdness on the battlefield will not be eliminated in a short time... Miao shook his head vigorously and shook off those thoughts. No matter what, the most important thing now is to close the door. As long as the door is closed, there is still room for maneuver.

Miao plucked a feather from his body and attached it to the tree cocoon, and used magic to turn it into a defensive magic circle. Although it was not very useful, it could more or less hide the breath and would not be noticed by the strange.

Suddenly, a chill came from behind him, and Miao Hun's feathers exploded. He quickly dodged to the side, only to see a demon soldier holding a weapon and swinging it at him. His eyes were empty, and thin white threads appeared on the joints of his body, floating as if ignoring gravity.

The whole monster is like a puppet.

"You're quite responsive." A black figure slowly appeared behind the puppet. He was also covered in a black cloak, so his features could not be seen, but a few white threads hung from his exposed fingers.

The other person raised his mouth corners and revealed a playful smile.

"Another evil god?" Miao's mind suddenly buzzed. According to common experience, only one evil god should pass through a door at a time, but why are there two here?

If there is a problem here, then the clan leader must be...

"You guessed it right. God will grant you supreme death." The puppeteer narrowed his eyes and moved his fingers slightly. Under his control, dead soldiers stood up one after another and pointed their weapons at Miao, who was in the center of the encirclement.

Behind him is a tree nest with countless cubs hidden.

"Ha...hahaha..." Miao covered his face and laughed in anger. He had been suppressing his anger from the beginning, forcing himself to be rational. He knew how serious the impact of anger on judgment was, but at this moment he could no longer bear it and exploded completely.

He pointed at the puppeteer's nose and angrily cursed: "Why? We paid everything to gain peace, why do you want to destroy our world like this as soon as you come? Why do you act so high and mighty, as if all these sufferings are God's grace bestowed by you, and we should be grateful for them?"

"Why do you play with their bodies?"

He seemed to have returned to the night when the peacock tribe was exterminated. The same desecrated corpses of his fellow peacocks were scattered all over the ground. The evil god in front of him slowly turned into the Taotie in his memory, smiling at him in a mocking manner.

It turns out that he has never let it go.

"I am no longer the helpless guy I used to be." Miao clenched his fists and summoned his weapons.

…

"Great, it really is Lord Longzun. How about your majesty? The evil god can't hurt him, right?"

"Your Majesty, you are fine. What is going on here? Why is there a crack of this size?" He stretched out his long sword, but the evil god dodged it easily. The musical instrument in his hand made a sound again.

Unlike normal music, these sounds can make people dizzy just by listening to them, and the world in their eyes is distorted and chaotic, as if they had eaten dozens of kilograms of poisonous mushrooms in one breath.

"The crack here was torn open forcefully. When we were halfway through the fight, a giant grey hand suddenly stretched out from the original crack... and then Shu died. The hand just knocked once, and her barrier was broken." The rabbit demon covered his ears and spoke incoherently.

There were even stronger enemies behind the door, maybe even more than one. This realization made everyone present feel powerless.

When they encounter danger, they can run away. This is an instinct imprinted in their biological genes. But in this situation, where can they run to? What the enemy wants is never as simple as occupying a few pieces of land.

What's more, this world was built bit by bit by everyone's own hands.

Another demon fell down, but the evil god was still unharmed. The cheerful music seemed to be mocking their weakness.

Xuanlin transformed into a human body and landed gently beside Youlin.

"There are still a few tricks of the dragon's spearmanship that I haven't taught you yet, but now is a good time to learn them," he said.

The long years finally smoothed out his ambition. In the process, he perhaps finally understood something, and the look he gave You Lin was no longer full of calculations, but became calm, gentle, and full of endless guilt.

This was the first time Xuan Lin stood by him as a father, but it was also the last time. He had already reached the edge of running out of energy, and You Lin knew it very well.

He continued, "I was sorry for you back then, but I made a mistake and I don't ask you to forgive me. This gun technique is the only way I can compensate you. Watch it carefully. I can only teach you this once."

You Lin didn't say anything, but just held the gun and made the same posture as Xuan Lin.

He still remembers that his biggest wish when he was young was that his father would teach him how to shoot. This was a treat that every youngster in the tribe had, but not him. At that time, the most common thing Xuan Lin said to him was "Wait, wait a little longer."

So he waited year after year, from an ignorant cub to a notorious killer. When he finally let go of this obsession and put the past behind him, this overdue wish finally came true.

You Lin's mood at this moment was not as calm as he appeared, but he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad. He just felt a blockage in his heart.

"Look, this is the first move."

…

"You Lin, I'm happy to see that you have really achieved your goal."

"What about you? After being away from the tribe for so many years, have you found what you want?"

"I found it. I found it a long time ago. But I don't have the ability to take it away."

"You still want his blood?" You Lin suddenly became alert.

Xuan Lin was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbly: "It's not blood, it's the heart. Do you know that in fact, all the patriarchs of our dragon clan have been guarding a common secret - there is a divine power hidden in the forbidden land of the dragon clan."

"godhead?"

"Yes, it is a dormant divine power. No one knows who its owner is, or where it came from. When I became the clan leader, it had already existed for a very long time. I wanted the blood of the phoenix back then, and I also wanted to try whether I could use the blood of the gods to wake it up."

"But fortunately, I didn't succeed." Xuan Lin said in a relaxed tone: "Since I left the tribe, I have hated everything and doubted everything. It was not until I saw the ideal world you talked about become a reality bit by bit that I realized that my previous thoughts were wrong. The most important thing about cultivation is not to make yourself stronger, but to protect this world."

"If a certain power will mess up the world after it appears, it is better to kill it in a cradle. I don't have the same mindset as the Phoenix. I also want to dominate the world after I get the godhead. Now it seems ridiculous."

"Why are you telling me this?" You Lin turned his back to him and swung a gun.

"I just thought that if it were you, you would be able to make the most of it."

Phoenix alone cannot stop so many evil gods. Youlin needs this power now, and the world needs this power now.

…

The last one came out.

The evil god angrily watched his notes being broken one by one, and sneered, "Is that all?"

He blew the Hengxiao again, and the notes turned into physical form and flew straight to Xuan Lin's vital point. You Lin leaned sideways and shot out to block the attack.

The evil god and the weirdo seem to be two different things. The most obvious point is that the weirdo has a weakness like a crystal, but the evil god does not - or they hide it very well. You Lin can only rely on repeated attempts to judge where the opponent's weakness is.

And just now, he suddenly discovered the mystery hidden on Hengxiao.

"It turns out that your power comes from external things." All of his attack methods are related to this branch.

The evil god subconsciously wanted to counterattack, but the rabbit demon that seemed timid at first suddenly attacked and used its demonic power to attract yellow sand all over the sky. The evil god's vision was briefly affected, although it was only for a short second, but it was enough.

Under the cover of the monsters, countless attacks and You Lin's spear tip landed precisely on Heng Xiao. If one attack is not enough, try again. It doesn't matter if you get hurt. As long as you can still use your monster power and disturb the enemy, you will never retreat.

Finally, with a crisp sound, the horizontal sword finally reached its limit and shattered to the ground in full view of everyone. The expression on the evil god's face also changed from disdain to horror.

"How is it possible? They are just a bunch of ants. How can they shake a giant tree?" The evil god's aura suddenly surged in anger. The pitch-black cloak moved without wind. At that moment, You Lin saw the crystal under the cloak. It was right at the heart.

At this time, only the crystal remained in his eyes. Without waiting for others to react, You Lin tightly grasped the spear and poured all his demonic power into it.

The strange hand also condensed a terrifying energy. The two forces collided with each other, and the sky and the earth lost their color in that instant, and the huge aftermath shook everyone away.

Two figures fell from the sky to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

The dust cleared, and You Lin spat out a mouthful of blood. He knelt on one knee, holding on with his willpower and refusing to fall. The spear in his hand broke into three pieces in an instant after a brief pause, and fell to the ground with a few "bangs".

At this moment, everyone's mood was as gloomy as this sound.

The evil god was not dead. Although he looked very miserable at this time - the mysterious cloak was blown into rags, and the exposed crystals were covered with a layer of spider web-like cracks, as if they would break at the slightest touch, and the body was also covered with large and small holes poked by guns.

But even so, He is still alive.

The evil god had very little energy left in his body. He walked towards You Lin step by step, picked up a broken sword from a corpse he passed by, and a sly smile appeared on his face.

"You are indeed very strong, but unfortunately, ants are just ants after all. You can only go this far."

You Lin breathed a sigh of relief. He no longer had the ability to dodge. Not only him, but everyone had used up their last bit of strength in the battle just now. Now no one could stop him.

Some demons could not help but curse, trying to transfer the evil god's hatred to themselves. Some demons closed their eyes, unwilling to watch the next scene. Everyone knew clearly what the death of Long Zun meant.

Failed...

In the face of death, You Lin was surprisingly still calm.

He originally thought that he would think of many things, such as the unfinished documents on the desk, the Liuliu whom he had not yet fed, or who would close the door after his death, or the revolving screen of his past life.

But nothing happened. In his trance, You Lin saw the scene of the day when he and Feng Huang first met, when the other party unreasonably snatched his fighting hat away.

Was he so lively back then?

"Phoenix..."

Suddenly, he felt a burning pain in his right ear that could not be ignored. Just when he thought he was going to die, a fiery red feather blade flew out from the earring and pierced straight through the crystal.

The fire of Nirvana ignites from the evil god's heart.

…

Before leaving, Feng Huang casually touched the earring.

"It's a little dusty, just wipe it off."

…

The bright red crystals refract a beautiful light spot on the skin.

You Lin put a hand over his ear and gasped for air. A stream of air rushed to his vocal cords from the inside out, making a sound like laughter.

Then he leaned forward and laughed uncontrollably.

No one knew what he was laughing at.