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Chapter seven hundred and twenty third frankly, choice

Weiku continent, scorched soil wasteland.

The scorched earth wasteland today is no longer the wasteland it used to be. The ground with magma has become a green grassland. The air is no longer scorching. With the breeze, a faint fragrance of grass drifts away, which makes those in it feel relaxed and happy.

There were already animals reproduction on the wasteland, and groups of six-legged wildebeests galloped from the end of their vision. Under the leadership of the head horse, they turned into a rolling tide and went to the end of their vision. There were also rhinoceros beasts in groups of three or three, wolves cruising, and a few lions with full stomachs lay lazily on the ground, unwilling to move.

Mu En's perception is far more sharp and wider than his vision, and this is the scenery presented to him. If he hadn't known that he had come to the wrong place, even he wouldn't believe that this was the notorious scorched earth wasteland, but this is the fact!

As the will of the abyss was expelled, the laws of the Atlantis plane covered here. Naturally, there was plant growth and life reproduction here.

Of course, if there is no close proximity, the large cracks in space like scars may be more perfect.

The light of the teleportation array fluctuated and the space was wrinkled and repaired. After this repeated, teams of silver-armored warriors stood behind Mu En, holding their mounts.

He didn't move, and no one spoke to the soldiers, but the number was increasing.

Mu En was observing this space crack, and with his rich knowledge and keen insight into space, he felt the characteristics of this space crack.

Obviously, this is the largest space crack he has ever seen. It is hundreds of meters long and wide, hanging in the sky, shaped like a human eye, as if there is a terrifying giant beast in nothingness that opens its eyes. It is purer than the dark night, as deep as a demon abyss.

Of course, Mu En's perception is a little different. This space crack is not stable. Countless tiny cracks have emerged at its edge, as if they were rhizomes and stems, but in fact, this is the super-large witch formation that covers the entire scorched soil wasteland at work.

There is an endless stream of force that penetrates into the spatial cracks through these rhizomes, and its function seems to be to... maintain the existence of this super-large spatial crack.

Mu En frowned, his face a little strange, but he understood in a blink of an eye.

Strictly speaking, this space crack is actually the most common type. The space belonging to the scorched earth hell is broken, and the space belonging to Atlantis is also broken. Then, a certain force sticks these two places together, and there is a two-world channel here.

Once upon a time, what maintained this passage was the will of the abyss. He forcibly invaded the world and created a huge scorched earth wasteland, and then there was the eternal immortality of this passage.

But now, the will of the abyss retreated, the scorched soil wasteland returned to normal, and there was no power to maintain the existence of space cracks. Naturally, there were plane rules to repair this crack, but this was not what the Supreme Council wanted. One of the functions of all this super-large witch formation is to maintain the existence of this channel.

But why?

Why do those legendary thrones unwilling to annihilate this passage?

Why is the 'Scorched Earth Hell Counterattack' not over yet?

You should know that the war in the past few months has invested too much power and resources, and even with the unified Weiku continent, it is extremely difficult to maintain it.

Although the scorched earth hell is only one level of the abyss plane, it is supported by the entire bottomless abyss. Even if the abyss lords are reluctant, they must send a legion to deal with the errand in the face of the furious abyss will.

This is a war that cannot be won, but the Supreme Parliament has not stopped.

Mu En could vaguely feel that his teacher was planning something amazing. He couldn't guess or see clearly, but when the plan was implemented, it would be a shocking moment.

The light of the teleportation array finally dimmed, and no silver armored knight walked out again. Mu En also withdrew his thoughts. He took a breath slightly, and no fluctuations of the elemental light were seen, but his body was suspended in the air.

With the cloak behind him, he turned around and looked at the Legion of Glory that he had put all his hands into creating.

On the ground, in front of the dark space crack, nearly a thousand professionals stood in line. They stood like Tyrannosaurus Rex, but there were three unicorn dragon beasts, with their bodies shaped like javelins!

They were uniformly wearing some kind of armor made of silver and white fur. The leather armor looked thin, but had a uniform helmet, covering their faces and leaving only a pair of scarlet and bloodthirsty eyes flashing fiercely.

Behind them, they were all carrying large and quaint boxes, bigger and taller than people, and extremely strange.

Mu En's mouth smiled, his arms spread out, pointed to the dark hole behind him, and said loudly: "I think you already know where this place is? I think many of you will also have doubts in their hearts.

Why?

Why can I bring you here with ease?

Why am I so familiar with this place? Am I a traitor to the Igor family? Am I a traitor?"

"I can tell you that my growth is with this, my practice is with this, one of the three giants of the Supreme Council, His Majesty the Throne of the Violent Hurricane is my teacher.

But, is this important?”

Mu En is used to deception and lies, but he is not a person who likes to lie. During this period, he carefully hid his identity at Rose Ling. Although he did not say it was hard, he did not like it in his heart.

At this moment, he was almost venting his depression in his heart. He wanted to say what he had wanted to say for a long time: "I am a Vicu, is it important? Some of you are Atlantic, is it important?

We all live in this world, we grow up chewing on the food of this world, we will all age and die in this world.

Whether you are an orc, elves, dwarfs, or humans, at least we all exist from the nourishment of this world, but now those invaders are destroying and destroying the world on which we rely on, shouldn’t we be consistent with the outside world?”

"My ancestors, the great Augustus, unified the continent. I am his blood descendant. I will inherit his will. I am your king."

Well, Muen lied again, but only Augustus's flag can be smoothed out in Henggou in the Vicu continent and Atlanta continent.

After a slight pause, Mu En said again: "I once said that I will take you to the most dangerous and cruel battlefield to experience. Atlantis today will not be a more cruel battlefield than the 'Scorched Earth Hell Counterattack'."

"I once said that I will lead you to go forward in this dark era with glory. At this moment, I will fulfill my promise."

As he said that, Mu En turned around and stopped looking at them. He said quietly: "If anyone is willing to leave, the teleportation array is there. If he is willing to follow me, our glory is ahead."

After saying that, Mu En stepped on the void and stumbled into the cracks in the space.
Chapter completed!
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