Chapter 763 Sometimes, It’s Not Just People Who Fish (2nd Update!)

Chapter 763 Sometimes, it’s not just people who are fishing... (Two more updates!)

“Boom!”

On the ruined land, only a small piece of relatively intact land remained:

There, some Chislova natives and Zongwang players were gathering there.

That was the only relatively safe place in this area.

For Zongwang players who dared to join the war related to the Death Artifact, they would naturally not be unable to stop the aftermath of Yixia’s battle.

Of course, being able to stop and being able to stop easily are two different concepts...

And those Chislova natives who finally regained their sanity under the horrific scene like a natural disaster were inevitably caught in chaos and fear.

A young Chislova native hugged his opposite-sex friend tightly in his arms.

The burning flames and the wailing of destruction resounded through the world behind them.

The shadow that held up the sky, like the master of the world, gave a new theme to all things.

The cold death, like the whistling wind in the ears, is roaring hysterically all the time.

The only thing they can do seems to be to hug each other tightly.

Just like this, even the brutal death will become much softer.

For individuals who grow up in this core civilization full of decay and decline, everything is not as dark and sad as the creatures outside imagine.

Their tiny figures are like insignificant dust under the magnificent shadow, but they are full of some indescribable tenacity.

The brilliance of life can always bloom quietly in any rotten corner...

But no one has ever looked at them.

Just like no one cares about the kiss of two frogs in the mud in the pond under the overturned mountain...

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Yi Xia holds the witch flag and stands in the ruins of destruction.

The strong smell of death is like the air that fills every corner of the material world.

In this realm, all kinds of extraordinary scenes that are enough to make ordinary things palpitate are condensed.

As for the active spacecraft of Levi Zetan, which was lucky enough to leave scattered wreckage, it flickered meaningless lights in every corner.

It added a certain bleak atmosphere to this already dead and broken land.

The figure of Levi Zetan seemed to have completely disappeared from this area.

But Yi Xia did not leave.

He glanced at the cold iron throne above the sky, which was emitting a certain "active" atmosphere.

If Yi Xia was not wrong, it had shown this "active" performance many times before.

Its realism even made Yi Xia think that he was about to witness a real death artifact recognize its master.

As a result, until now, Yi Xia looked at the death artifact emitting a cold breath.

He has confirmed a fact:

He sensed some familiar breath from some behaviors of this death artifact that is suspected to have a certain independent spirituality.

Is this guy fishing?

This made the battlefield, which originally seemed ordinary to Yi Xia, suddenly become much more interesting.

To be honest, Yi Xia felt that he had indeed done a lot of similar things.

But a death artifact that autonomously carried out fishing activities was a scene that even the Great Witch had never seen.

Therefore, Yi Xia was ready to wait for a while.

He was ready to see what new tricks this guy could come up with...

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At the same time, on the other side

The silence of the extraordinary war zone undoubtedly had some impact on this area covered by the Iron Throne of Death.

According to the ritual information obtained by many legendary characters through various means.

The rituals between the two areas need to reach a certain limit together.

And now, the rituals in the extraordinary area have been forced to end early with the emergence of a certain variable.

Obviously, for the legendary characters present, they need to make some choices for this.

So, the eyes of some comprehensive network players fell on the axis of Levi Zetan in the current area - a Levi Zetan who was given the title of the knotted soul.

Facing many meaningful, even slightly encouraging and expectant looks:

Gnarled Soul-Levizertan:?

Although he did not have enough rationality to think more about order besides the Death Artifact Plan.

But Gnarled Soul-Levizertan still felt humiliated. The rage that started from chaos was so hot and violent.

That was not pity for the destroyed Levizertan, but a kind of rage against them forcing Levizertan to hand over their interests.

But for the final rise, this was a choice that had to be made...

Those guys attracted by interests may still have multiple opportunities.

But Levizertan was not so lucky.

The original chaos of the void was not as gentle as its literal meaning indicated.

Just as it was difficult for mortals to resist the surging river with flesh and blood.

For the original concept of the multiverse level, the chaos corresponding to the void was better than the black hole that swallowed all light and matter.

Any remaining rationality is like the light scattered outside the black hole.

No matter how weak or strong it is, it is a rebellion against the void itself.

To stop it or even maintain it, it requires a miraculous shining element.

Time is a meaningless concept for life born in the chaotic void.

But the established anchor point gives meaning to everything:

It brings about changes and the birth of ignorant civilization, but also sets a future that is destined for its end.

Now, there is not much time left for Levizaitan...

Therefore, from this perspective, there are not many directions for Levizaitan to choose.

Add or retreat?

At this moment, the consciousness of the primordial chaos of the Gnarled Soul-Levizaitan seems to be linked with the endless Levizaitans.

In the cold order axes that began with miracles, the grotesque roar turned into an overwhelming roar in the void:

Forward!

Forward!

Towards the great destruction or rebirth, ignite all bodies and souls!

The order in the void does not have such a muddled or clear framework.

The thousands of interacting wills are the struggles of the dark souls under the miracle.

Darkness is not the vile swill or corrupt mud, it also has its obsidian-like depth.

So, the originally dead area, countless spatial fluctuations appeared again!

Countless Levi Zetans shuttled from the void!

They were like moths flying towards the flames, flying towards the giant burning the sky.

So the meat grinder of death began to squeak again.

The broken soul and flesh seemed to add a touch of bright color to the dark death artifact.

In this way, the death artifact, which seemed to have become much quieter, became "active" again...