Chapter 243: You Can Become Stronger as Long as You Are Anxious

Chapter 243·As long as you are anxious, you can become stronger

Inspired by Zhan Lan.

‘In the trial of Anubis, your hatred of fire has shown its destruction and devouring of divine creations. ’——In the daytime meeting, Zhan Lan had put forward such a condition.

Then, she concluded that Zheng Zha’s ‘Hate of Fire and Erosion of Darkness’ might have a certain effect on eliminating or even devouring the remnants of Seth’s power in the senior members of the Central Continent Team.

Eliminate, and devour.

Theoretically, Zheng Zha can only obtain a divine power sample after Jiang Yu completes the separation and Zhan Lan completes the seal, so that he can use it to develop his own fire-hating destructive and devouring power - of course, it is not impossible to ask Zhao Yingkong for help. He tried his hand with inferior divine power, but unfortunately, Zhao Yingkong was abducted by Zhan Lan very early into the lounge where he was, and he could only do it alone with empty hands.

Nothing much to do.

Zheng Zha, who had nothing to do, had to find a quiet place alone to brainstorm out of boredom.

Both Mou Gang and Cheng Xiao are recuperating and rebuilding. Li Shuaixi is instructing Zhu Wen on basic tactical moves and the progress is worrying. And Ling Dian had no sense of existence in daily life, and Chu Xuan disappeared without a trace.

Zheng Zha suddenly felt a little lonely for no reason - the only one who could speak was Zhang Jie, but subconsciously he felt that now was not the time to talk to Zhang Jie - because he found that his mentality seemed a little uncomfortable. normal.

The Central Continent Team... suffered a lot of losses in this first battle.

Although there were no actual casualties, the initiative on the battlefield was seriously shifted. As the core dragon killer, Cheng Xiao was severely traumatized before he came into contact with the first serious dragon. The Zhongzhou team is absolutely superior to the local indigenous people, and Mou Gang, the mobile power provider who can come and go when he wants, has also been hit hard because of this.

Is this because of a tactical problem? ——No, if the intelligence is exposed and the remote curse exists, Mou Gang will suffer heavy losses no matter where he is placed. It would be better to say that Jiang Yu only arranged Cheng Xiao and Mou Gang together, and was able to minimize the damage while ensuring Mou Gang's survival. In addition to Cheng Xiao, no matter who else is added, it may cause a burden, because currently, the Zhongzhou team only has two people whose aerial combat ability can be classified as "good".

Jiang Yu must protect the large army.

And myself...

——I am too weak.

Zheng Zha thought, he clenched his fist gently, and the evil dragon blood armor covering his whole body made a series of slight crisp sounds.

This armor is a very powerful piece of equipment. He can activate the built-in dragon power and greatly strengthen his own power.

But that was all - he could sense the evil dragon inside the blood armor, the dragon soul of the black dragon princess 'Onyxia'. And until now, he has not been able to tame it and turn it into his own power, so that the dragon soul can accompany him to complete the manifestation in situations where aerial combat power is needed.

A-level foundation, B+4000 additional expenditure. There is no doubt that the manifestation of dragon soul is the real effect that this armor can provide. The summoned Black Dragon Princess will most likely have the power to challenge the male Muto in a single fight, or even defeat him in battle. And coupled with himself, a vampire dragon knight with the ability to cast spells, he can definitely make up for the lack of mobility on this battlefield.

This battle should not have ended like that.

The senior players have very clear directions for strengthening, and it is unlikely that there will be a sudden change in the means of warfare. Only I...should have been in a more effective position.

——If... I can tame the black dragon soul in the blood armor...

——Or... from the beginning, I don't want to be so greedy to strengthen the blood armor's ability. Thus increasing the difficulty of taming...

——So, being able to tame the dragon soul, will I make the situation on the battlefield better?

The answer is self-evident. If he can complete this huge resource conversion, instead of letting this A+B-level dragon blood armor only have the current pure attribute-increasing effect. Then the three-axe offensive of Alienated Ghidorah would not be able to put much pressure on the Central Continent team at this moment. Nuclear explosions can be killed or blocked, and the army also has ways to deal with them. As long as the behemoth unit is defeated, the opponent has only two options: abandon its nest and go into battle personally, or watch the reincarnations escape its sphere of influence.

As long as he can finish it.

But he didn't.

So, there is pain.

——I was the one who put everyone in a bad situation.

——If I could have more self-awareness... Zhang Jie had obviously hinted that the difficulty of this game would be very high. He had already known that the higher the level of redemption, the longer it takes to master it. But why am I... still so stupid and greedy?

pain.

Pain is the thorn of a thorn, crawling and rubbing between the soft organs.

Pain is a burning firewood, burning the nerves and attacking the brain.

Pain... Pain is the dark fire of hatred.

Self-loathing, self-hatred.

Especially when the thoughts in my mind suddenly undergo an additional transformation——

——If... Zhang Jie could say more——

As soon as the thought came to his mind, he gritted his teeth. The sound of the tooth crown breaking was accompanied by blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

A wound heals faster than it appeared. But mental self-trauma cannot be erased or digested in a short period of time by the vampire's self-healing power.

--What am I doing? Am I shirking responsibility?

——Everyone has done a great job... Zhang Jie has helped us a lot. And I actually do!

The dark flames burned even more fiercely. It burst from his heart and coursed through his veins. Purified higher blood energy is the most suitable fuel material, allowing it to be burned and released to its heart's content.

Pain is hateful fire, it burns flesh and soul.

The hateful fire brought pain, and its power could not truly harm him.

Zheng Zha took a deep breath. His will once again impacted the dragon soul deep in the blood armor, but the reply the dragon soul gave him was still silence and nothingness. He could clearly sense the presence of the other party, but the noble black dragon princess still ignored him.

Insufficient strength is just a lack, and it will not be raised to a sufficient level just because of the onset of Jade Syndrome.

If the intensity is not enough, it is not enough. No matter how confident you are, if you lack hard power, you will ultimately fail to succeed.

Can't do it.

If you can’t do it, what should you do?

In the ascetic chamber, Zheng Zha stared blankly at the stone wall covered with traces of water erosion. He couldn't find a clue to move forward, but he could sense the general actions of his companions in their respective areas.

Everyone is working hard and everyone is moving forward.

So, why…

He took the deep breath he took in before and let it out heavily.

Inspired by Zhan Lan.

Surrounded by dark flames and full of pain, he remembered Zhan Lan's words at this moment.

Hates fire and can destroy divine creations. Theoretically, if it can act on the divine power of Anubis, it can also act on the divine power of Set.

And in his current body, there is the remnant of Seth's divine power - but it has not been separated yet. It still exists in the inner end of his flesh and blood, deep in his bone marrow, and even deep into his soul.

——But doesn’t it mean it can’t be burned?

——Since Zhan Lan said I can do it... Could it be that I can't do it?

A determination appeared in the depths of my mind, and it was immediately promoted and applied with all my strength.

The dragon-armored man of the Central Continent team gritted his teeth and gave the armor an order. He didn't ask for the dragon soul in the armor to be awakened, he only asked that the armor seal him as much as possible.

No air required, no gaps required. Whether it is something tangible or intangible, try to prevent it from being removed from your body as much as possible!

The armor responded to him, and the overlapping dragon scales completely enveloped him.

And then... burn!

Since the remnants of Seth's divine power are already in his body, since the hatred of fire can have an effect on it. Then, just burn it from beginning to end. And as long as it is really burned, then you should be able to perceive its characteristics and properties. In this way, no matter whether Jiang Yu and Zhan Lan succeed or not, their own exploration can at least play a role. It works!

Severe pain swept through his body in an instant - it was already painful, but now it was even worse.

The dark fire of hatred no longer avoided his flesh and blood, but penetrated deep into every cell and every bone!

Burn, flesh and blood dissolve. Nerves and bones were all charred. The boiling blood can serve as fuel while constantly repairing his body. Let the destroyed flesh and blood regenerate and grow again every moment.

He wanted to look up to the sky and scream, and he wanted to claw at his body.

The high-efficiency restoration of flesh and blood brings about the itching caused by the continuous reconstruction of nerve endings, and under this feeling, the burning pain has a relief effect.

In the end, he did nothing. He just stayed in the human coffin he had set for himself, experiencing the constant death and reshaping of his body. He gradually discovered that the pain was not unbearable, because the physical suffering was far less than the pain caused by his self-blame and confusion for not being on the right path.

Continuous death, continual life.

The golden cup of the blood clan was placed beside him. After being processed by Chu Xuan, he knew that as long as he was not dead, no matter how serious his injury was, he could quickly repair it with the special blood in the golden cup - his body told him , every second from now on is the best time to use it. But his will told him that the top priority now was not to do that.

What you have to do now is endure it.

Without outside interference, then feel.

Feel every subtle change in the body, feel every strangeness that appears in the constant transformation of life and death. Sense them, lock onto them, memorize them, and then...understand them.

He thought so and did so.

Until more and more data filled his brain, until the pain finally broke through the dam like a tide, drowning all his consciousness and reason in the tide.

He failed.

perhaps.

…………………………

Zheng Zha opened his eyes.

What came into view was a familiar sight.

The vast earth stretched beneath our feet, spreading to the edge of darkness. The color is pale but inconsistently mixed with hazy yellow, and as the gaze gradually rises, the majestic and vast beast-headed body fills every corner of the field of vision.

World Three, the last battle before God.

Here is the palm of Seth's hand.

Zheng Zha looked around, and the outlines of his companions and familiar enemies did not appear in his visual network. There was only Set here, and he was stared at by those eyes like stars.

Their eyes met.

Endless pressure swept over, and the bones immediately made a crisp sound of breaking. The sight of the gods is the majesty of the gods, and its weight is equivalent to a physical mountain!

God's grace is like the sea, and God's power is like a mountain.

God's grace penetrated into his flesh and bones like sea water.

God's power pressed on his shoulders like a mountain.

He wanted him to fall, He wanted him to kneel. He wanted him to know how huge the difference between removing divine power and destroying divine power is!

It is useless to harden bones. The pure and powerful pressure will crush all resistance regardless of whether the will is strong or not. In the moment of eye contact, Zheng Zha's legs were crushed into powder, and the straight spine was broken into thousands of broken bones!

Seth's five fingers gradually closed together, and in the continuous cracking and crushing sounds, Zheng Zha was left with no residue.

Zheng Zha opened his eyes.

What came into view was a familiar scene that seemed familiar.

It was still that piece of land, and it was still that palm. The giant shadow of the god was at the other end of the sight, and the pressure of the divine power had not yet arrived.

Some kind of enlightenment emerged at the bottom of his heart.

As long as he lowered his head, it would not arrive.

As long as he bent down and knelt, he could leave this battlefield where he had no chance of winning.

But...

"That's good."

"At least, I'm back to the field I'm best at!"

The battle axe appeared in his hand, and the dark flames covered his body. The bat wings spread, and the blood demon soared into the air, pointing to the sky!

Then, the divine power and the five fingers of the god pressed down again.

He opened his eyes again. Once again facing a battlefield without any resistance. Seth's remaining will was still waiting for him, and it was still up to him to decide whether to leave or fight.

"Besides fighting, what else can I do?"

"At least... I just flew ten meters high?"

He responded with a self-deprecating smile. Then, he raised his head again, held his head high, and aimed directly at the seemingly invincible opponent.

After one death, there will be another.

After another time, there will be another time.

Thousands of deaths, thousands of lives, until the number itself is forgotten.

Zheng Zha didn't think much, he just felt the pain of being crushed to pieces again and again, and rushed to the sky again and again with a battle axe. Maybe the next time he will fly one meter more than the last time, maybe the next time he raises his head, he will be crushed into minced meat. The hope of success is not visible, and failure and death again and again do not add an extra line to the progress chart of victory.

But he still moves forward, non-stop, and sleeplessly.

The dark hateful fire spreads over his body and mind, gradually penetrating into his soul and the nucleus of his cells. Deep...the power of the gods that he will eventually find and identify!

…………………………

Zheng Zha opened his eyes.

He still maintained the posture of sitting cross-legged.

He subconsciously wanted to stand up and swing the axe upwards.

However, at the moment when his thoughts turned, the dark flames broke out of his body and took the shape of the demon's axe in front of him. The power that was not released was accumulated in it. It was obviously just a product of shaping, but in his cognition, as long as it was swung forward, it would have at least the destructive power of a 70% demon's attack!

And he immediately realized that the situation was not good.

——Quick! Stop it!

It was too late to speak, but the thoughts could catch up.

The hateful fire axe that was about to chop out turned into a road sign with the word "stop" in front of him. And immediately in his chaotic thoughts, all kinds of strange shapes appeared.

"It seems...successful? But..."

"...I always feel...I seem to have researched something extraordinary?"

He rubbed his eyes, looking unsure.

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