The end of the world starts with failing the exam

Chen Jing glanced at Zhao Puxian for the last time, and at this moment, the electronic light screen used for the examination was suddenly projected on his retina.

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Tip: It has been detected that the candidate is eligible for the promotion sequence. Do you want to enable the sequence promotion now?

Choice: [Yes/No]

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Chen Jing raised his hand with difficulty and clicked on the "Yes" option.

next second.

The text information on the light screen changes rapidly.

Chen Jing also noticed that his body was "squirming", as if every organ and tissue came to life and began to move in the right direction on its own.

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Tip: The sequence is being promoted, please wait patiently. Candidates can go to the personal page to check the promotion target sequence information...

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Seeing these two lines of text, Chen Jing did not hesitate and went directly to the candidate page to check...

When he opened the candidate's personal page and saw the lines of text information that were constantly changing, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Sequence 2...the blood descendant of the king?"

Chapter 162: The First of All Kings, the Last of All Kings

Since the light curtain of the exam can only be seen by the candidates, at this moment, Yegetos only felt that the "King" was a little strange... He was poking randomly in the air with his fingers, not knowing what he was doing.

Could it be that there was something wrong with the coronation ceremony? ?

Just when Yegetos was hesitant to ask, Chen Jing suddenly bent down and trembled violently, and the body he had just put together seemed to collapse again.

"king!!!"

Hearing Jegertos' concerned shout, Chen Jing couldn't help but laugh out loud despite the severe pain.

Because he always felt like Jegertos was imitating the barking of a puppy, especially the "woof" sound...

"Stop talking! Wait for me to slow down!"

Chen Jing gritted his teeth and said, feeling that the process of being promoted to Sequence 2 was uncomfortable, as if his limbs and bones were being pulled wildly, and every pore felt as if it was being pricked by needles.

This invisible force was tempering his body.

At least that's what he thought at first.

But after feeling it carefully, he suddenly felt that his idea was a bit naive.

Because this invisible force was obviously tearing him apart, as if it was trying to force him back to his previous state of being torn apart.

to be frank.

Chen Jing's current appearance is really scary.

His original humanoid torso was constantly twisting and even stretched to become extremely slender, as if he had turned into a thin and abnormal monster.

Unable to bear the severe pain, he stumbled and walked on the shore, as if dancing a strange and foolish dance.

Nervous tissue and blood vessels are gradually detaching from his body.

It seemed to have turned into strands of golden threads.

They leaned towards the dome of the palace like living creatures, and like snakes, they propped themselves up to show off their power... and Chen Jing became their beloved marionette, being pulled by them step by step up the ancient and decaying steps. .

See this scene.

Jagerthos understood instantly.

The coronation of the king.

it has started.

"Deep space is no longer a borderless land..."

Yegetos held a cross sword in his left hand and stuck it on the ground. He knelt down on one knee and put his right fist on his heart, as if he was worshiping Chen Jing who was walking towards the throne. There was a kind of fanaticism that was difficult for ordinary people to understand between the lines.

When the staggering Chen Jing reached the top of the steps, his body had completely collapsed.

Those nerve tissues and blood vessels like golden threads tore his entire body into pieces...

Like a fishhook and line used for fishing, Chen Jing's organs, organs, muscle tissue, etc. will be pulled out from under each golden thread...

They hung these things that originally belonged to Chen Jing high in the air, floating back and forth as if they were showing off their trophies.

But even if he fell into such a strange state, Chen Jing's consciousness was still clear.

Similar to what happened before in Golden Mire.

He split into hundreds and thousands of parts.

Yet he is able to perceive the existence of hundreds or thousands of himself.

But it's different from before.

This time it’s no longer a painless split.

The unimaginable pain tortured him from beginning to end.

He couldn't even help but roar in pain.

It's a pity that these roaring sounds have fallen out of the human category.

It was a cry similar to that of a wild beast or a polluted species.

Twisted, sharp.

The shrill roar only made Jegertos, who was kneeling at the foot of the steps, tremble.

Chen Jing felt like he was really going crazy.

He could see himself twisting on the high platform from hundreds of angles, and he could hear his wails from hundreds of directions.

Hearing, sight, touch.

All of this is divided into thousands of parts.

And these thousands of neurofeedbacks were poured into his brain at the same time.

Suddenly.

Chen Jing's shrill howl stopped without warning.

The entire palace fell into deathly silence in an instant.

Jegertos was too nervous to make a sound.

He slowly raised his head while trembling, and saw Chen Jing, who had lost his human appearance, standing motionless in front of the throne...

His entire body had split into thousands of twisted lines.

Just like the sketch lines left on the drawing paper, the chaotic and disorderly body made even Jegertos feel inexplicable fear when he saw it.

In the end, he could only lower his head and stare at the ground, constantly praying that the new king would be crowned smoothly...

I don’t know how long it took.

Jagerthos heard a sigh coming from the high platform.

He subconsciously looked up and saw those strange lines that made up Chen Jing's body pouring into it along the hood of the yellow robe in groups, like the straight star trails drawn by countless meteors in the universe...

It only takes a few seconds.

The tattered yellow robe that had been around for an unknown number of years finally had a new owner.

"Finally...I got over it..."

Hearing Chen Jing's sigh of relief, the horrified Jagertos, who was kneeling at the foot of the steps, suddenly found that he could no longer see the king's face clearly.

Maybe it's not just him.

Perhaps no creature in this world, no matter how they perceive it, will never be able to see the face under the hood again.

Under the hood is a sense of pure nothingness.

Only those eyes made of gold can be known to outsiders.

Exactly the same as the fallen "Yellow King".

Those eyes were like the eternal golden sun.

Extremely dazzling, supreme and noble.

The black pupil located in the center of the iris is like the black star of Kakosa.

It seems to have a magical power that captures the soul.

"This kind of thing... I don't want to do it again..."

Under the tattered yellow robe as delicate as silk, Chen Jing's body returned to human form and gradually leaned back.

The curtain of light that only he could see was still shining in front of his eyes.

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[Candidate number: 0]

[Candidate name: Chen Jing]

[Ultimate Sequence: Deep Space]

[Current Sequence: Sequence 2·The Blood of the King]

——As the only descendant of the Yellow King, you are just like him at the beginning, with unyielding blood flowing in your body. All the power from deep space will protect you, and those immortal species that have survived to this day will eventually help you become the king...

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Looking at the text information on the light screen in front of him, Chen Jing's eyes suddenly became distracted. Maybe this was the sequelae of being promoted to Sequence 2...

In a daze.

He heard many sounds that did not exist here, and also vaguely saw some strange and incomprehensible images.

It was as if his consciousness transcended light and shadow and all known time and space at this moment...

Past, present, Future.

Everything turned into a chaotic and disorderly river of time flowing silently in his ears.

In the chaotic images, Chen Jing vaguely saw the skinny Huang King, who was sitting tiredly on an ancient throne.

And at this moment.

Chen Jing found that King Huang seemed to have seen him too.

Because he heard King Huang's voice.

It was exactly like his own voice.

"I am the sect of all kings..."

"You are the last of kings..."

Chapter 163: The Return of the Stars and the Revival of the Old King (Part 1)

When Chen Jing put on the tattered yellow robe that once belonged to King Huang.

The promotion ceremony of the deep space sequence has been completed.

Waking up from the endless hallucination like a psychedelic dream, Chen Jing could no longer see the thin figure of King Huang, because he knew that King Huang no longer existed, and perhaps that was the last image left to him.

"I am the sect of all kings..."

"You are the last of kings..."

Chen Jing sat on his throne with a confused look on his face, and the two words King Huang left for him kept lingering in his mind.