The end of the world starts with failing the exam

"The successor to the King of Deep Space."

As he spoke, the weirdo trembled and knelt beside the golden mire, saluting Chen Jing respectfully, adoringly and extremely enthusiastically.

"My wait is worth it! The Yellow King indeed has a successor! Deep space will not be a no-man's land!"

"Who are you..." Chen Jing felt a little confused.

I don't know if it's because the brain tissue has separated from the skull, but his thinking is a little slow now.

Hear Chen Jing's words.

The armored monster slowly got up from the ground, holding the cross sword in his left hand and placing his right hand in front of his heart, he saluted Chen Jing.

"Deep Space Undead, Second Legion, Hunter No. 1...Yegetos."

"Can you please make it simpler..." Chen Jing had a headache hearing this.

"Simpler……"

Jegertos was stunned for a moment, and then said calmly.

"I...I am a hunter..."

"..."

Chen Jing didn't want to talk nonsense to him anymore.

When he thought that Zhao Puxian was still outside, he suddenly became anxious.

"What do I need to do to get back to how I was before?"

"Stay until the ceremony is over."

"When will the ceremony end?"

"I don't know..." Yegetos seemed to really not know the answer, and his tone revealed a kind of confusion, "I only know that the creature that succeeds to the throne needs to be transformed in the blood of the Yellow King first, and then..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Jing let out a low roar, as if he was struggling to crawl out of the golden mire...

Chen Jing felt that he was gradually able to control his "body".

Turns out he was right too.

He can indeed control.

but……

"The ceremony is not over yet! You can't come out yet!"

"My family and friends are still outside... They are in danger... How could I waste time with you here..."

The human tissues in the golden mire are beginning to slowly gather together at this moment.

As if they had been summoned by some kind, they gathered in the center of the swamp at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Those human tissues collide with each other almost in a crashing manner.

finally.

The golden liquid wrapped the chaotically spliced ​​body tissue layer by layer, turning it into a twisted and abominable meat ball... like a stuffed meatball.

Chen Jing is the stuffing in the meatballs.

"This! What's going on!"

Yegetos didn't seem to expect this situation, and his tone couldn't help but become panicked.

It is more afraid than anyone that Chen Jing will fail in the ritual... If Chen Jing fails, he will also die.

of course.

As a former deep space hunter, Jagerthos is not afraid of death.

What he fears is failure.

For such a long period of time, I have been waiting in the palace almost in a deep sleep... Isn't it just to welcome the arrival of the new king? ?

without any exaggeration.

If the "coronation ceremony" of the new king fails, Yagertos feels that there is no meaning in his life.

"Did we make a mistake in some steps...or is it that the coronation ceremony lacked some important materials...it seems that it was not mentioned in the will left by the king before his death..." Jegertos' tone seemed very nervous.

Material?

Chen Jing was once again dragged into the golden quagmire.

Obviously, it is no longer realistic to escape before the end of the ceremony.

But Jegertos's words reminded him.

Promotion sequence 2 ceremony.

Two of the three conditions have been met.

As for the last promotion condition...

Could it be the missing piece of this coronation ceremony?

"I understand why this coronation cannot be completed."

Chen Jing was wrapped in golden flesh balls, as if hidden in a strange golden giant egg, and his voice seemed particularly dull.

"If you want me to be crowned as the new king... you are indeed missing the material you mentioned... no... it should be a sacrifice..."

"What kind of sacrifice?" Jegertos was stunned, and then asked hurriedly.

It has no doubts about what Chen Jing, the "new king" said, and has unconditional trust.

"The life of the blasphemer."

Chen Jing's voice became duller.

The golden giant egg gradually sank.

He knew it wouldn't take long for him to return to his previous form.

It was torn apart and looked like no one.

So he must seize the time to arrange for Jegertos to be out.

"There has always been a blasphemer hiding in the Yellow King's Courtyard... He belongs to the same era as you..."

"I know of his existence." Yegetos nodded. "If he hadn't been on a mission, he would have been skinned by me and used as a sacrifice to the fallen Yellow King."

"Now go kill him."

No matter how vague Chen Jing's voice was, Yegetos listened extremely carefully to every word he spoke, wishing that it would be engraved in his mind.

"Kill the blasphemer..."

"The ceremony can proceed normally..."

"Go take his life to crown me..."

Hearing this, Yegetos nodded in agreement without any hesitation.

Want the life of a blasphemer as a coronation sacrifice?

If you really want it...

"I understand."

Yegetos held the cross sword in both hands and bowed slightly to Chen Jing. Every word was a sign of respect for the future ruler of deep space.

"King, everything will be as you wish."

Chapter 159: The Hunter of the Old Days

At the same time that Yegetos was responding to Chen Jing's instructions, Wei Nan and his party had just met Zhao Puxian.

Seeing this damn ancient alchemist, he killed Ryan with a sword, and even deliberately crushed Ryan's head with his foot after he succeeded.

Wei Nan's eyes turned red instantly.

Not out of sadness, just pure anger.

In her opinion, Ryan is similar to her little brother.

There's nothing to say about someone who has his head cut off if he's not as skilled as a human being.

But if you are insulted after being chopped off... this is a bit too much.

"If you can't run away, just fight."

Yanque had already grasped the staff and sword tightly and rushed forward. His steps were as light and graceful as a deer in the forest. In an instant, he came to Zhao Puxian's side, raised his sword and stabbed.

This sword.

In addition to the fierceness of the attack, the angle is also extremely tricky.

But when Zhao Puxian saw it, he just sneered disdainfully.

He neither dodge nor fight back, but took the sword without moving.

Yanque's staff and sword stopped after breaking through the Taoist robe.

The tip of the sword was bent the moment it touched Zhao Puxian's skin. Yan Que felt that what he stabbed was not Zhao Puxian's body, but an indestructible piece of hard metal...

Before Zhao Puxian could fight back, Wei Nan pounced on him from behind.

Although without the blessing of sequence power, her combat effectiveness is very poor, but it is undeniable that she is still very experienced in street fighting, and there are many cases of the weak defeating the strong.

Just like now.

Wei Nan felt that he had a slight chance of winning.

Because before Zhao Puxian could react, she locked Zhao Puxian's neck from behind and began to strangle him in the most familiar posture...

This time, Zhao Puxian did not fight back.

Instead, he stood motionless and let Wei Nan do whatever he wanted.

He felt that killing these people directly would not satisfy his hatred at this time.

They should be allowed to see a glimmer of hope before despairing completely.

Until then...

"Are you stupid!" Yan Que couldn't help but curse, "The bodies of these alchemists have been modified by biotechnology! They don't need to breathe at all!"

"?"

Hearing this, Wei Nan suddenly realized.

No wonder the grandson didn't fall down even after being choked for a long time.

at the same time.

Zhao Puxian reached his right hand behind his back, suddenly grabbed Wei Nan's arm, and swung her sideways to slam her out.

After knocking down two big trees as thick as a bowl, Wei Nan fell silently into the bushes, with blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

At this moment, she didn't feel scared or nervous, just a little frustrated... How strong I was before entering this secret realm!

But now?

Not even breaking two trees!

Bones are broken.

The internal organs were also injured.

"It's not easy to be an ordinary person..." Wei Nan struggled to get up, coughed twice, and spit out the blood in his mouth on the ground.

Zhao Puxian watched this scene with great interest, not caring at all about Yan Que sneaking around behind him.

But the moment Yan Que took action again, he put his right hand behind his back without looking back...

There was a clang of gold and iron clashing.

The stick sword that Yan Que thrust at him again was caught between his fingertips with only two fingers.

Until then.