I have hundreds of millions of bloodline martial souls

Chapter 2 Level 10 Martial Spirit and Legend of the Valkyrie
After returning to the dormitory, Wang Xiaopang took a shower and climbed onto the bed, and began to fiddle with the news released by Aslante. It seemed that he really wanted to win the sky-high bounty from the Protoss.

It's a pity that within 10 minutes, Xiaopang was in a hurry to meet Zhou Gong and had a wonderful night dream.

Because after the college entrance examination, many students are almost not in school, and the dormitory is empty.

Mingren sat cross-legged on his bed, a blue light shone in his dark eyeballs.

"Uncle Emperor, five years have passed, and you are still searching all over the world. Do you really think that only when I die can you sit on the throne with peace of mind!"

The corner of Mingren's mouth was full of bitter smiles, "The 9th-level Martial Soul talent has been abolished, and 92% of the mental power is barely maintained to 50%. With this kind of me, can I really threaten you, a heaven-level Martial Saint?"

"Family love is really worthless in your eyes!"

"I just want to be an ordinary person for the rest of my life."

Mingren closed his eyes, tears streaming down quietly.

Men do not shed tears lightly, but Mingren is always inexplicably sad in the dead of night.

Not because my father died in a space battle, nor because my mother died in love.

It was because of the betrayal of relatives.

hum.

At this moment, a strange feeling spread from his chest.

Ming Ren Yizheng quickly took out the jade pendant on his body, and that strange feeling emanated from this jade pendant.

For five years, the Ming people had been using him as a decoration, and they did not expect such a weird change to happen today.

"Could it be that the emperor's uncle has been searching for it for five years because of it?"

Mingren suddenly remembered the scene when his father gave the jade pendant to him before his death. At that time, besides himself, only the uncle was present.

His father once told him that this jade pendant was handed by the first queen of Aslante, 'Irene Heatherway'. "

Erin Hathaway.

The first Valkyrie in the federal star field, founded the Aslante Empire 15000 years ago, claiming to be the descendants of the gods, and the Aslante royal family has been called the Protoss since then.

In 14970 of the Protoss calendar, Alan Heatherway ascended the throne and became the 532nd emperor of the Astor Empire.

In the year 14995 of the Protoss calendar, Alan Heatherway died in the space battle. Before he died, he announced that his son 'Mingren Heatherway' would inherit the throne.

In the same year, the protoss prince Mingren Heatherway disappeared, and the prince 'Meishan Heatherway' was temporarily in power, and his daughter 'Kara Heatherway' was appointed as the first princess of the empire, waiting for the prince to come back and get married.

"I always thought that the emperor's uncle was looking for me all over the world to kill me, but now it seems that it should be because of this jade pendant."

Mingren frowned slightly.

What shocking secret is hidden in the jade pendant left by the ancestors, so that the emperor's uncle will search for it all over the world at the risk of the truth being revealed to the world.

"Hey."

Just when he was secretly lost in thought, the jade pendant suddenly turned into a dazzling golden light and rushed into his heart.

bang.

Mingren felt a majestic vitality surging from all directions.

This majestic vitality poured into his heart continuously, as if it was attracted by that jade pendant.

10 minute later.

pat.

A crisp sound resounded, and Mingren's heart shattered, replaced by a golden ball.

"This is, Martial Soul?"

Mingren's pupils widened.

"Impossible, there is no golden martial soul among the nine martial soul pigments."

As the royal family of Aslante, the orthodox blood of the gods, what Mingren once possessed was the top level 9 martial soul talent in the federal star field.

Red, orange, red, green, blue, purple, and silver respectively symbolize the nine levels of martial arts talent.

But gold?
A bold idea popped up in Mingren's mind, "Could it be, the legendary 10th-level talent, god-level martial soul?"

As soon as this thought came out, I was startled.

Level 10 talent, god-level martial soul, known as the darling of the gods, the most promising genius to become a martial god.

In the federal star field, there has not been a strong warrior in thousands of years.

"Try to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth."

Mingren took a deep breath and started to run his martial soul. Sure enough, vitality rushed from the air in all directions.

The Martial Soul is a communication bridge between the martial artist and the world. The higher the talent of the Martial Soul, the better the talent and the higher the achievement of the martial artist.

"The speed of simply absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth is faster than the 9th-level talent five years ago. It really is the legendary god-level martial soul."

Mingren took another deep breath, his azure blue pupils revealed a strange light.

"Having a level 10 martial soul talent, coupled with the Protoss' "Spiritual Qi Collection", becoming a martial artist is easy, and even a heavenly martial sage is a matter of time."

"So…."

At this moment, Mingren couldn't help but think of Aslante, his father, queen and queen.

Saying that I want to live an ordinary and stable life is just an excuse for my inability to change the actual arrangement.

When you have the ability to change your destiny, would you choose to remain indifferent?
But now, what he most wants to change is not the identity of the prince of the God Race, but the fate of the entire Federation Starfield.

"Only a Valkyrie can do that."

Mingren clenched his fists tightly.

Void monsters must be eliminated, and gaps in space must be filled, so that the father, queen and queen will not sacrifice in vain.

(End of this chapter)