full-time ability

Chapter 595
Yiman found his shadow in that young man.

Although his appearance, body shape, and pupil color were completely different from Yiman's, the temperament and inexplicable fate that exuded from his body resonated in Yiman's heart.

The young man worked hard together with everyone, using his shaping ability to shape the green clay into helmets, armor, boots, etc., for the soldiers of the Demon Race.

Several foreign overseers walked past groups of purple eyes, showing off their might, holding whips in their hands.

The leader of the overseer was a purple-eyed nobleman, who sat in the awning on one side and shouted loudly: "The war is urgent, the Lord Demon has ordered, if you can't make ten sets of armor today, the wages will be halved, and there is no food. "

Yiman, who was secretly watching the excitement on the sidelines, knew very well in his heart that the demons knew the importance of this shaping ability to the battle situation, so they specially gave a very reasonable price, five gold coins for each pair of armor, and there was also wine and meat for Dunton It seems that the rich and powerful demons don't care about this little money at all.

Ten sets of armor a day is worth fifty gold coins. If you work here for a month, you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life.

As a result, the money fell into the hands of a purple-eyed nobleman. He hired a group of supervisors, and the wages of the shaper became ten silver coins a day, and even the food was depleted.

That is to say, one month's work costs only three gold coins, which is not enough for the price of a pair of armor.

The young man's shaping power level is very low, and he hurried one day to shape seven sets of armor, and the sun was about to set.

Yiman suddenly overflowed with sympathy, he felt that the young man who was in a hurry to make the armor and was sweating on his head was himself, as if they were a double-faced life of one person. Yiman hid in the void, secretly injected a force, Inside this guy.

The young man was like a god, and the work in his hands became very swift, and he finally made up the number of ten armors before the sun set.

Just when he was in high spirits, unexpectedly, there was the purple-eyed nobleman standing behind him.

"Good boy, you dare to be lazy during the day, and you will have twenty sets of armor tomorrow, or you will be thrown into the desert to feed the wolves." The purple-eyed noble left a harsh word and walked away.

The young man fell to the ground immediately, dumbfounded.

In the middle of the night, Yiman pretended to be a drunken demon soldier, accidentally broke into the camp of the purple-eyed tribe, took the purple-eyed nobleman out, and tore him to pieces.

In the eyes of the demons, the value of the purple-eyed aristocrat was far less than that of a supernatural shaper, so the demon soldiers who were protecting this group of purple-eyed supernatural beings not only ignored them, but clapped their hands in applause.

The next day, a new purple-eyed aristocrat took over as a supervisor, and the treatment remained unchanged. As a result, he was trampled into the ground by a violent Moyin soldier at night. Of course, this was also done by Yiman.

So on the third day, he was replaced by a demon supervisor. Although he looked a little fierce, drunk and cursing all day long, he was very fair.

The wine and meat are not bad, and each pair of armor is five gold coins.

It was a small episode, but it touched Yiman's heart deeply.

The fate of life, who knows if there is an invisible hand moving it, ten silver coins a day, and five gold coins for a pair of armor, the huge gap between them can definitely change the life fate of ordinary people.

One day, that young man is getting old, and he probably won't have the chance to know that there was once a person who swayed the string of his fate at will.

From this young man, Yiman thought of himself, behind his fate, who is in control of everything.Life is like a game of chess pieces, those whom God favors will have a smooth life path.

Who is controlling the world and who is controlling the fate? Yiman pondered silently. He sat on a mountain peak for three days and three nights.

Desire is the driving force that supports people's progress, but at the same time it can also turn into an ugly face. There are those pathetic people who, at the end of their lives, are left with only this unsatisfied face.

Life is a combination of countless choices and encounters. Although there are all kinds of helplessness and unpredictability, it is still wonderful.

Now that life has begun, don't stop, no matter success or failure, don't regret it.As long as you have been through, seen, and experienced, success and failure are just a subsidiary of life.

Thinking of this, Yiman's heart suddenly became clear. He finally understood that the one who controls the destiny of life is actually only himself.

Everyone is a god in his own heart.

Comprehending life and knowing destiny, Yiman clarified her goal and officially stepped into the stage of the twelfth-rank peerless powerhouse.

He finally understood why the Ghost Shadow Demon Lord wanted to protect the Purple Eyes, and the Tongtian Demon Lord must carry out the Bone Ark project. Why should a person live for thousands of years if he has no obsession and pursuit in his life.

When he saw the Zimu young man again, he felt a strange feeling.

Yiman smiled, he had his own plan.

After copying the clay shaping ability, Yiman forged several pairs of blue clay armors for himself.Put it in the storage space.

Although with his current level and the spatial ability he has mastered, the environment of the Black Jade Plain has little effect on him, but it is just in case.

More than a month later, the demons mobilized heavy troops, put on special armor made of green clay, and set foot on the Black Jade Plain.

Yiman quietly followed behind. He didn't set foot on the Black Jade Plain because he really didn't know the terrain here.And the Mozu's intelligence network has been in operation for many years. I am afraid that there are undercover agents in the Black Sky wizard organization, and they know where they can establish strongholds in the Black Jade Plain.

Entering the Black Jade Plain, I saw that the sky was pitch black, covered by a layer of dark clouds, and the sun would never be seen. The black stones on the ground gave off a strange light. Before we walked far, the wind roared, and the sand and stones flew away.

The Mozu soldiers rested in place. They set up tents covered with green mud and rested inside.

In the sky, three light spots appeared silently. They were approaching. They were three giant chariots with a length of more than 300 meters. They were very similar to Iman's Titan chariot, but much smaller.

The giant chariot emitted thunder lights, and clouds of dust were raised on the ground. There was an explosion, and the tents collapsed one after another. Mozu soldiers ran out of the tent noisily, and some masters rose into the air to face the huge thunder chariot.

Hearing a roar, a big orangutan jumped out of the tent, spouting flames, and rushed towards a chariot.

This is the prince Asas of the demon royal family, a twelfth-rank peerless powerhouse, holding a pair of rebuilt one-legged bronze spears in his hands, and they collided fiercely, and there was a thunder in the sky. A chariot was wrapped in purple lightning and fell to the ground.

Wizard Heitian's chariot was not a real titan chariot after all. Seeing a chariot fall, a large group of demon soldiers cheered and jumped on it.

Prince Assas threw out a pair of one-legged bronze spears and collided with another chariot. The chariot was severely damaged and flew staggeringly into the distance.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the last chariot turned around and fled in a hurry.

Prince Assas personally took action and achieved impressive results, and the demons cheered.

Yiman frowned, and quietly followed the injured chariot.

The severely damaged chariot fell to the ground after flying less than a hundred miles. After a violent explosion, only countless wreckage remained.

The corpses all over the ground were almost all the unique races of the Giant Continent. Yiman identified them one by one. He suddenly saw a human man wearing a helmet, wearing a very special armor.

The man was dying, and there was still a breath left, Yiman took off his helmet, but was a little surprised.

It's not a purple-eyed man, but a blond man.

Iman was extremely puzzled and asked, "Are you from the Han and Tang Dynasties, or from the Eastern Roman Empire?"

"Roman Empire?" The blond man murmured with blood spurting from his mouth, "What an ancient name, it's really nostalgic. Who are you? Are you not a demon? Are you a Pegasus?"

Yiman didn't answer, and used his ability to transform decay and grow muscle, and sighed for the blond man: "You haven't answered my question yet, tell me, who are you?"

The blond man said coldly: "We, the Black Sky wizard organization, come from the abyss demon world."

"Abyss Demon Realm." Yiman took a breath and asked back: "Are there humans in Abyss Demon Realm?"

The blond man had a mocking look on his face: "Don't you hear an old saying? Purple-eyed people were created by gods, and other races are all summoned by magic. The summoning skills of the demons were taught by the abyss demon god."

"Then what's your purpose on the ground?" Iman asked coldly, "You don't have to answer, I can read your soul."

There was a hint of sneer on the corner of the blond man's mouth, he barely raised his hand, pointed to his head and said, "There is something in my head, you can't get anything, but it's okay to tell you, the ultimate goal of our black sky wizards is to control The strongest body of the ancestor of all demons, and then, go home."

(End of this chapter)