The absurd game of a performance artist

Chapter 59 The day of proclaiming the emperor is now

Mo Zhen's words immediately aroused a lot of scorching gazes.

Proclaiming the emperor is naturally a challenge to the world's supreme corpse emperor realm.

Once breaking through the shackles of level 25, it will trigger a qualitative change.

Due to the different power systems, generally speaking, corpse-level zombies of more than ten levels are not opponents of players above level six at all.

Corpse saint-level zombies in the twenties are almost the same as players around the seventh and eighth levels.

However, a corpse emperor powerhouse above level 25 can easily sweep away all players in this game even if he discards the aura of [personality] bestowed by this world.

Therefore, the gap between the peak of the corpse saint and the corpse emperor can be imagined.

The Ramhorn Corpse Saint was the first to stabilize his scorching gaze, and said calmly.

"I think you should know that it is easy for us to hit the corpse emperor realm, but..."

It stopped talking, but took a deep look at the other side of the bridge.

Mo Zhen immediately looked up to the sky and smiled.

"Hahahaha, I can join hands with humans to destroy you, and I can join hands with humans to protect you. Don't worry, someone will naturally stop that one and let you advance to the imperial realm smoothly!"

Hearing this, the Shogun Corpse Saint stroked his palm and smiled.

"So good, so good!"

Suddenly, its expression changed abruptly, its eyes were like two green swirls, and it shouted coldly.

"Why do you want to help us? How do I know that you are not joining forces with His Majesty to play a show of inviting you into the urn!"

Under the mental impact of Youbi's astonishing gaze, Mo Zhen said the eight words calmly.

"The rabbit is dead and the dog is cooked, and the bird is hidden in the bow."

His eyes were slack, his aura faded, and everything dissipated like a cloud of smoke from the past.

Making achievements, the rise and fall of the empire, in the end, it's just these eight words.

These eight words spoke to the hearts of the seven people present, and the scene of being purged by those former heroes of the founding of the country is still vivid in my memory.

The Shofar Corpse Saint laughed miserably.

"Okay, what a dead rabbit, the dog is cooked, and the bird is hidden!"

The combination of language art and [improvisation], the effect is outstanding.

Now these seven people have regarded Mozhen as a strategic partner, at least before they reached the corpse emperor realm, they did.

Mozhen clenched the silver blade in his hand and said meaningfully.

"Yeah, fate is something that you have to hold in your own hands! If you can't hold your strength, looking at other people's faces is not a long-term solution after all..."

Putting away the knife with his backhand, Mo Zhen began to explain his battle plan to the seven people in detail.

"Okay, now I will tell you the detailed plan, when the time comes..."

Not far from Mo Zhen, a strange figure shuttled among the zombies like flowing water.

The ghostly movement of this figure was unimpeded in the crowded tide of corpses.

"This guy, what kind of tricks are he playing... wait?! This guy actually devised such a clever plan! The code... must be reported to Yujun!"

K's flowing figure quietly passed away, but Mo Zhen didn't know about it.

After all, Mozhen's keenest insight at this moment is his sense of smell, and the other party just happens to not have any unique smell.

After explaining the plan, Mozhen also left. He had to contact a few key people to unify the battle plan to play this big game well.

The excitement brought about by manipulating the battle situation made Mo Zhen's power increase sharply.

【Burning Music】Open!
He slashed away almost twice as fast as before.

When Mo Zhen was running around on the battlefield with all his troubles, and Lao Han's face began to be faintly visible in the crowd, Mo Zhen showed a smile of victory in sight on his face.

At this moment, a sentence suddenly came from a corner on the battlefield.

"The day of proclaiming the emperor is now!"

Then, the situation of the entire battlefield was reversed in an instant!
Seven peak-level corpse saints rushed into the army beyond the empire like sheep, frantically absorbing the mindless power of them, so as to break through the corpse emperor realm.

The human side, which had begun to be defeated under the huge number of people superior to the empire, was relieved in an instant.

As for the army that surpassed the empire, after the seven supreme commanders suddenly turned back, they were at a loss for a while.

The originally unified army is now like headless chickens fighting on their own.

The temporarily manifested bridge also began to collapse due to no one maintaining it, and the army on the bridge fell into the cracks in the abyss one after another.

Simply facing the follow-up troops on the opposite side, they could only stare blankly at the collapsed bridge.

Without the continuous influx of follow-up troops, the Awakened army that entered the market simply began to show signs of defeat under the annihilation of many powerful people on both sides.

Looking at the instantly reversed battle situation in front of him, the smile on Mo Zhen's face gradually froze.

The code is still the code, the plan is still the plan.

Everything went perfectly, like a work of art.

but why……

It's not me who yelled that sentence! ! !

No, this is not right!

Shouldn't it be me who contacted the various units to make preparations, and then under the eyes of all the people, shouted "The day of proclaiming the emperor is now!" That's right, just like the director shouted "Action!" Did the show start off perfectly? !
Mo Zhen now feels as if he has completed an exquisite art creation, and the last signatory is...Ou TiTiO!
At this time, the old Han in the distance suddenly discovered Mo Zhen's existence, and with a very gratified expression, he fully affirmed Mo Zhen like an old chief.

"Hey! Boy! You don't need to say anything, I know everything! Everything is planned! When we first met, I thought you were bluffing me with the task you mentioned! I didn't expect you to actually complete it! Don't say anything, when this game is over, you must join us [Iron Will]!"

After speaking, Lao Han plunged into the battlefield and continued to fight bloody.

Hey Hey hey!What the hell, why do you seem to know everything, I obviously didn't say anything!
Lao Han's comfort was like a merciless mockery.

Your plan is awesome, the whole world knows about it!

This kind of huge gap from a performance artist who is alone behind the scenes in control of the overall situation to a wage earner who runs errands for others makes Mozhen enter the time of the sage.

Somewhere on the battlefield, a sinister island emperor showed a vengeful smile on his face...

After languishing for a while, a stalwart figure in the sky revived Mo Zhen.

Its appearance made the air feel weighty.

It was rumored that His Majesty the Emperor, who was seriously injured, was standing in the air, punching through the abyss hundreds of meters away.

The appearance of His Majesty the Emperor cheered up all the awakened people present. At this moment, their spirits and spirits faintly turned into some kind of ethereal thing, all of which were blessed by that punch.

This punch was originally mediocre, but as the power of national destiny continued to pour into it, it continued to grow like a black hole, and the cracks in the surrounding space became denser and denser.

Finally, when a certain critical point was broken, the entire space was pierced by this punch, and a fist shadow spanned the distance of the space, directly piercing through the tiger-head corpse saint who was frantically absorbing mindless power.

The tiger-headed corpse saint whose body was pierced through showed extreme horror in his eyes.

This punch was too fast! It was impossible for outsiders to block it.

Everyone could only watch helplessly as the body of the tiger-headed corpse sage collapsed in the space crack along with the ever-expanding fist shadow.

The power of one punch is so terrifying!
(End of this chapter)