Chapter 1171 The Opening of Ice and Fire (Update 1!)

Under the curtain of darkness, Serpres's dark consciousness was surging with some long-lost touch.

It's been too long, too long...

Finally, I've waited for this opportunity...

The coldness and decadence given by death, like a deep abyss, constantly pulled at his will.

Those who were once fresh and fiery have now turned into cold and decayed withering.

This is the price that must be paid, the sacrifice that should be made by trying to steal the power of death with a mortal body...

Serpres refused the call of death.

In a sense, this is also the origin of his current grotesque appearance.

He originally completed the amazing achievement of stealing the power of death with his mortal flesh and blood.

But he refused the call of death and even tried to completely rebel against death in another way...

Therefore, he was hit most directly by the concept of death.

The magnificent epic legendary arena, under Serpres's cold gaze at this moment, seemed to be given a certain cold meaning.

Here, his power and his will are no longer constrained.

The surrounding ground gradually began to condense frost, which symbolized withering and condensation.

And in the frost, a kind of forbidden power that defied death was gestating.

This time, the enemy would be stronger than ever, and it would be the final judgment given to him by the so-called fate...

Sepreus knew this very well.

Otherwise, the network would not have teleported him here first.

Sepreus was good at studying and using the power of order and rules.

He would find out the parts that were beneficial to him and avoid those that were not beneficial to him.

Just like now, he knew why he got a little time to lay the field.

Of course, the space-time arena would only evaluate the combat effectiveness based on the relevant abilities that the contestants had already demonstrated.

Just like those space-time phantoms, they would only show the abilities that had been demonstrated in the historical events of the relevant timeline.

He only had one chance...

Sepreus knew this clearly.

For the final victory, he forced himself to hold back even in the worst situation in the last game.

Perhaps for both sides, this battle was a combination of luck and misfortune.

Serpres stroked the cold skull staff in his hand, thinking.

Everything had been planned out long ago, and now it was just a matter of waiting for the stage to open...

No matter how outrageous the opponent was, Serpres had already prepared the means to deal with it.

In Serpres's view, there was no fluke in obtaining the final artifact "beyond fate".

In the final battle, he didn't want to dream of encountering any weak opponent.

Before this, Serpres had collected all the game data of the Spacetime Arena in this timeline.

They were all overlords of different time and space, and they were undoubtedly the chosen ones of the plane.

Serpres had made sufficient and detailed preparations for each contestant.

The cold life given by death did deprive him of many fresh pleasures.

But as a result of this cold gift, he also had enough time and unlimited energy to carry out these plans.

Of course, the premise was to resist the eternal and unending erosion of death.

Just like those once wise or kind liches, they will gradually lose the enthusiasm of the living.

"Even if you hate me and drag this kingdom into the abyss."

"But the facts prove that there is no better choice than this..."

"I will not let those barbaric guys occupy even a fraction of the kingdom's land."

"And now, it's time for it to return..."

"So, bless me, if your soul has not been completely devoured..."

Serpres stretched out his pale left hand like a withered bone from the cloak condensed by the deep dark energy.

That formed an extremely strong contrast with his right hand holding the skull staff and full of the fresh breath of flesh and blood.

In this way, the curtain fell.

Along with the relevant prompts of the comprehensive network, Serpres's cold consciousness could not help but show some fluctuations.

It's him...

A bit tricky guy...

But, not without flaws...

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"Network Tip: Transmission successful, you have entered the epic legendary alien space-time arena!"

"Network Tip: Based on the relevant rules of the epic legendary alien arena, your opponent has obtained the relevant revised preparation time."

"Network Tip: As the last contestant, you have obtained the authority to start the battle. You can choose to start the countdown for this round of battle within one natural day at the latest..."

Yi Xia's eyes were filled with endless flames, and he glanced at the prompt information refreshed on his retina.

His magnificent body overlooked the land below.

This is a huge arena, the ground is full of flat and tough huge stone slabs with a dark luster.

Because he smelled a few familiar smells, Yi Xia couldn't help but take a closer look at these stone slabs.

This thing smells a bit like some products after the explosion of stars...

Of course, compared with the universe, in this orderly material world, these stone slabs don't smell that strong.

Is it also unique?

Judging from Yi Xia's rich experience in this field, at least when the fight breaks out, these stone slabs shouldn't be so easily damaged.

The entire arena is made up of these tough stone slabs.

Besides that, there was nothing else.

Of course, now, due to the opponent's early deployment, some areas have been covered with a layer of frost that makes Yi Xia feel a little awkward.

Speaking of awkward, it's not that the frost gave Yi Xia a dangerous touch.

It's more like the physical discomfort of seeing a creature that should theoretically be dead dragging its organs and climbing.

Undead life?

Or a more taboo and grotesque product?

For these messy existences, Yi Xia, who already has enough relevant experience, locked onto a tiny figure among them at a glance.

It was a humanoid existence, which might be a little stronger than humans in the conventional sense.

It was wrapped in a layer of deep power, and Yi Xia could only vaguely see some characteristics of its outer layer.

The opponent seemed to be looking at Yi Xia at this moment.

Yi Xia could feel a kind of cold and powerful will in the opponent's eyes.

But no matter what, the opponent did not look like an existence that could fight with him passionately.

This made Yi Xia a little disappointed.

As the one who can obtain the innate treasure in the last round, the opponent's strength is of course beyond doubt.

As for the battle experience?

That is another matter...

Sensing the strong darkness and evil aura on the opponent, Yi Xia was too lazy to communicate with him.

The next moment, he chose to start the battle with his consciousness.

So, the next moment, the two of them received relevant prompt information from the comprehensive network...

On the other side:

"Due to the relevant operating rules of the alien space-time arena, this round of competition is beyond the scope of regular viewing. Please watch it after obtaining relevant permissions..."

"Insufficient permissions, no signal access..."

Yuan Xian and others: Huh?