Chapter 503: Shocked, Super Soul Potion Waterfall, Are you all excited? !
What?
Asuman descendants did not refute, which stunned all the dark spirits present.
After a moment of silence.
The entire area was broken by the buzz of talk, especially those of the dark elves who believed in the descendants of Asuman.
They had a sense of absurdity of their faith, as if the sky had collapsed. "No...it's impossible, the descendants of Asoman can never be short-lived..."
Fuk was panicked and could not believe this fact.
No Dark Spirituals think that this generous and wealthy descendant of Asoman was disguised by a short-lived species.
I can't believe it, he would admit it directly.
"But I must point out the mistake in your speech, the sinister and cunning Supreme Overlord."
Ron looked at people's reactions quietly and said, "I am indeed the savior, but not human beings." The savior, but the savior of the Dark Spirit Clan.
I am a descendant of the Asuman family, and the noble bloodline left by the Spirit Clan empire-Raphael Asuman.
I Born to save the Dark Spirit Clan and end the suffering of my tragic tribe..."
Ron had long been mentally prepared and planned for Victor's disclosure of his identity.
After all, that old guy was smart and cunning enough, and it was very likely that he inferred this through some clues from the Redemption Satellite Zone.
Many traces are not easy to cover up.
The way he chose to deal with it was to refuse to admit it.
Who can believe that he, the human savior, will come to bring warmth to the Dark Spirit Clan.
Not only has the construction of the Redemption Satellite Area provided shelter, but it provides a perfect arena.
He also generously distributed souls to relieve them of the pain caused by the hunger ladies.
For the dark spiritual race who likes internal fighting, killing each other, and regards souls as life, their own fathers are not so close.
This is also the reason why he shook the power structure that Comoros had maintained for ten thousand years in just a few years.
What's more, I have established my foundation in Comoros.
As long as you can provide shelter and release your soul, the Dark Spirit Clan does not care who you are.
The Supreme Overlord Victor is a pure dark spirit clan.
But how did he treat his tribe?
Endless exploitation and cruel killing treat the dark spirits of Comoros as slaves and play with them in their hands.
In this case, what if you really admit that you are the savior of the Hope Primros?
As long as you give enough, there will be a large number of dark spirits following you, and the leader will lead you to kill the supreme overlord.
Such things have happened frequently in the empire before.
Many planets have successively defected to the Titanium Empire under the pressure of the cruel 11th tax.
It's even more loyal than the pure Titanium Empire.
Of course, unless you have to, you will not take the initiative to reveal your true identity.
At least not now.
Sure enough, after Ron said these words, although some people remained questioning, most people chose to believe them.
Especially, the Dark Spirits who defected to the Redemption Satellite Area.
In any case, it is difficult for people to admit that they have made the wrong choice, especially when they will lose everything for this choice.
What's more, the people of Comoros have long been used to the capriciousness and hypocritical lies of the supreme overlords.
The existence likes to stab a poisonous blade in the back while posing for a smile, which is also the reason why people are even more afraid.
They fear and do not trust, and they tend to be more inclined to the conspirator lying.
This is also one of Victor's disadvantages, and the people of Comoros have long since distrust him.
The huge virtual image of the descendants of Asuman raised his hand to point at the image of the Supreme Overlord, and said in an extremely firm tone: "Asdubar Victor, within three months, I will drive you, the slave who stole authority, from the throne!
I will end the cruel rule of your tyrant and liberate all oppressed dark spirits."
"This is the funniest joke I've ever heard."
Victor didn't react much and sent out his signature sneer.
He did not keep an eye on the identity of Asuman's descendant, but chose to skip it.
After seeing the reactions of everyone, the Supreme Overlord knew that through this incident, there was no way to have too much impact on the descendants of Asoman.
What's more, he was just speculating, and there was no fixed evidence, so throwing out this matter was just a test.
If you continue to entangle, you will only reveal your ugly appearance.
Search to find the sure evidence, or create some evidence, and then slowly release it.
There are always some people who believe it and thus object.
As for the threat of Asuman's descendants to drive themselves off the throne within three months.
He even disagreed.
He even intends to indulge the descendants of Asoman to say these words, giving more hope for victory.
"Hope is the sweetest poison."
Vict thought so: "When you count the hourglass and imagine that the crown of the descendants of Asuman is crowned, I am admiring the plot. The magnificent posture of distortion and expansion under the nourishment of hope.
Until this hope is completely swallowed up, ushering in endless withering and eternal cold winter..."
He deliberately made this farce bigger , after the hope is shattered, more despair and fear will be created.
Only by further highlighting the terrible and invincible nature of the supreme overlord, making people afraid to have any thought of resisting.
Victor has used this trick many times, and even deliberately cultivates resistance behind the scenes.
Let them fall into the abyss as they approach victory.
It was the defeat and despair of the rebels who built his unshakable power.
Many of those who resist nowadays are still alive.
They were fabricated by secret techniques, peeled off their skin and hung upside down in the iron chain forest in the hall of the throne, enduring extreme torture day and night, and groaning in irrepressible pain.
Some pain has lasted for thousands of years.
This will warn all the consuls who come to the throne hall to spread it through their mouths.
Let people realize a fact.
That means never to oppose the supreme overlord!
Victe looked at the descendant of Asoman, and soon this pathetic rebel, the gutter rat, would become one of them.
He will personally participate in the production, which is also an honor.
After all, there are not many people who can let him, the supreme overlord, take action personally. Over the years, there have been only more than a dozen. "What on earth are you going to do?" Victor watched the performance of Asuman's descendants with interest, which was much more interesting than the pantomime of those slaves.
Ron controlled the virtual projection image and gave a speech to the dark spirits with both emotion and emotion.
After that, all the pictures will be spread to every corner of Comoros through their own propaganda machines.
This is also his usual method.
Ron promised the Dark Spirit with incredible sincerity: "I, the descendant of Asuman, promised to all the tribesmen who suffered from the thirst of ladies after the Great Depravity.
I Not only will you escape from the brutal rule of the Supreme Overlord, but you will also free you from the torture brought by the hungry lady and usher in a new life.
These insignificant souls are my promise..."
The huge virtual images of Asuman's descendants raised their hands: "...All the people of the Dark Spirit can enjoy it to their heart's content! ”
As soon as the words fell.
Boom—
In the area around the virtual image, several shadow-like teleportation channels appeared, and a steady stream of soul potions rushed to the ground.
It was like two waterfalls falling down, flooding the entire street, so shocking!
"Soul, that is a pure soul..."
On the streets, the warriors of the conspiracy group looked at the pouring soul potion and trembled all over their bodies and roared: "These are all pure Soul! ”
All the dark spirits present were deeply shocked, including those in the Redemption Satellite Zone.
Even if they knew that the soul potion would appear in such a form, they would inevitably be subjected to a strong impact and would be unforgettable for their lifetime.
Many people knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, and some residents of Comoros fainted because they were too excited.
If you have to describe this feeling.
That is equivalent to some battle groups in the empire that are deeply involved in genetic mutation, are eagerly looking forward to, and even use the lives of warriors to recover genetic seeds.
Suddenly I saw a rain of gene seeds in the sky.
In this case, except for kneeling down and crying and thanking the emperor for his gifts, there is nothing that can express such extreme emotions.
This is what the Dark Spirits who witnessed the Soul Potion Falls.
That is a pure soul that can save lives and relieve pain!
They watched the soul potion fall to the ground with a thunderous thunder, rushing further away like a flood, becoming more and more shocked.
This is a big scene deliberately created by Ron, which can leave a deeper impression.
The soul potions that fell to the edge fell into the next level and were picked up by many Comoros residents.
At this moment, no one believed what the Supreme Overlord said before.
Who says that the descendants of Asoman are short-lived species. Can short-lived species give us souls?
Not to mention a short-lived species.
In this dark city, who else would do what except the great and generous descendants of Asoman and the noble blood of nobles?
"We Dark Spirit Clan finally have a savior..." "He is the black sun of Comoros!"
Some tortured and thin Comoros residents kneeled on the ground and burst into tears.
Now, no one doubts Ron's identity anymore, but regards him as a more sublime existence.
More people hope that he can end the rule of the supreme overlord and become a new ruler.
But even so, not many people picked up the soul potion surging on the main street.
Unless the soul potion accidentally falls into one's pocket or armor, the conspiracy group warriors hide secretly, and they also lack souls.
But soon, the crackling sound of glass crackling sounded.
The soul potions that hit the ground and appear to be cracked and are oppressed at the bottom are broken, and the souls that have added many explosive substances to spread.
The large number of broken soul potions formed balls of colorful smoke, covering more areas as the wind covered them and spread across the central city.
The mist with different effects such as yellow psychedelic, green pain, red excitement, black mania, etc. covers a large number of dark elves in the entire area.
That is a super strong soul mist mixed with many series!
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
Soon, all the dark spirits who were exposed to the soul mist subconsciously absorbed it.
To fill in the soul defects caused by erosion of hungry ladies.
In an instant, the whole area cheered and everyone was excited.
The dark spirits could no longer control themselves, and their fear of the supreme overlord was suppressed.
Start snatching the soul potion on the ground, and more fanaticism appears.
"Long live!"
I don't know who shouted, as if a powder barrel was ignited, and people shouted and worshiped the descendants of Asuman.
Shocked the sky!
This is true for both the residents of Comoros and the warriors of the Blackheart Conspiracy Group.
The scene was in extreme fanaticism and chaos.
"Your plan is perfect!"
Fuk looked at the soul potion everywhere below, praising the extraordinary wisdom of Asuman's descendants, and almost jumped down. Hug a little.
But he still restrained his impulse.
What are these soul potions? As long as you do good things for the descendants of Asoman, you can even get a luxurious mansion that can withstand the hungry ladies.
And it is equipped with a pure soul swimming pool!
Asuman descendants only distributed mid- and low-end soul potions, which seemed to be more numerous, including premium versions, luxury versions, and supreme versions.
Every time you increase the level, the effect will be very different.
Even the advanced version of the soul potion is enough to compare to the wonderful soul carefully tortured by the blood actor.
Fok swallowed, trying to comfort himself.
I am the top household registration in the Redemption Satellite Zone, and I can't be like the country bumpkins like Comoros.
The loss of morality for such a little soul.
Many dark spiritual tribes who live in the Redemption Satellite Area have a vague idea of being superior to others in their superior living environment.
"Hiss~"
Ron looked at the fanaticism below and was a little stupid.
This was not arranged by myself at all. It was purely an accident. Who would have thought that these glass bottles of soul potions could not help but fall?
Who designed those glass bottles? It seems that they have to be held accountable!
It is a inferior product and it does not meet its own high-quality production standards.
But he thought of it very quickly.
Not long ago, I seemed to have guided the production of soul potions and also made suggestions to ask relevant personnel to design the glass bottles thinner.
This saves materials while also making it look crystal clear and more beautiful. "The design is good nowadays, and it's normal for precious things to be fragile." Ron dismissed his thoughts just now and was satisfied with it.
The current scene is more influential, triggering my inspiration. I feel that I can have such a carnival a few more times in the future.
This is like the tone of the Dark Spirit Clan.
His plan went very smoothly.
When these soul potions spread, they are then confiscated by the Supreme Overlord, which will inspire a huge anger.
At that time, you will be able to implement the next plan.
…
Accompanied by the challenges and commitments of the descendants of Asoman to the supreme overlord.
It is not just that the central city has poured out a large amount of soul potion, but the main streets in many areas of the Dark City are all like this.
The large number of transport sailboats rushed into the block with soul potions, sowing soul potions to their heart's content.
Even the consuls of the Blackheart Conspiracy Group did not order the destruction of the transport sailboats that appeared in their jurisdiction.
Those are all pure souls one after another. Who would have been willing to bomb and destroy them like this?
Even if you take a step back, it is better to snatch it yourself than to destroy it.
More consuls felt heartbroken, and these white pure souls were just circulated to the residents.
It's a sin!
In addition to creating shocks in the main blocks, the distribution of soul potions is more precisely distributed by the Mandelas of the Shadow Legion.
These dimensional creatures shuttle through various areas with the help of shadows and send people when they see them to ensure that any existence can receive gifts from the descendants of Asoman.
Now, those Mandela and the legendary terrifying nightmare monsters are about to become errands, and they are also lucky creatures and God of Wealth that everyone in Comoros loves.
After all, whoever meets them will not only not be hurt, but also take the soul potion.
In addition, the soul potion obtained by the residents of Comoros is still random, and if you are lucky, you can even get the premium and deluxe versions of the potion.
It is about the winning prize.
Even in Comoros can live a relatively wealthy life.
The residents of Comoros will also say a few auspicious words excitedly after getting the soul potion from the lucky nightmare monster.
For example, words like "Long live the descendants of Asoman!" and "Down with Victor!"
The dark city of Comoros was caught in a carnival because of the selfless generosity of the noble descendants of Asuman.
Maybe this is the happiest moment for the Dark Spirit Clan in ten thousand years.
After all, since the Great Depravity, this former overlord race of the Galaxy has fallen into extreme darkness.
They feel like rats in the gutter, hiding in the net to avoid the erosion of hungry ladies.
The dark elves in the lower level feel deeper.
They have to be eroded not only by the thirsty ladies, but also by the black-hearted conspiracy group, and they have almost no soul.
As for the soul of a smart creature, you don’t even think about it.
That was for the nobles, consuls and conspiracy warriors. Most of them could only absorb some residue, and some could not even afford wild animals and bird creatures.
I can only catch some small creatures in the pipeline to fill the soul's hunger.
These lower dark spirits and almost immortal immortal species, most of them will die in the pain of soul failure after less than a hundred years.
If you are a little more unlucky, your soul will be taken away by the Hungry Lady and fall into eternal torture.
There will never be liberated.
But now the residents of Comoros have descendants of Asoman, who can give them souls and promise to help them get rid of the torture of the hungry lady.
He is... the savior of the Dark Spirit Clan!
In addition to the residents of Comoros, the warriors of the conspiracy group also received gifts from the descendants of Asoman.
The warriors of the conspiracy group patrol or drive away residents on the road, and the nightmare monster suddenly pops up and forcibly stuff them with a bunch of soul potions.
They were all incredible: "I, the person from the Black Heart Conspiracy Group, have a share?
Even the enemy?"
This made the conspiracy group warriors happy and had a good impression of the descendants of Asoman.
Because the soul potion received was several times their usual income.
It is not easy for them to acquire their souls, and they have to rob them outside the Internet at the risk of being swallowed by the hungry lady or die.
Who is unhappy to be able to get so many souls for nothing?
In short, today the entire soul of Comoros is all covered by the descendants of Asuman!
...
On the palace terrace.
The superior consuls issued one order after another to allow conspiracy groups in various regions to arm the situation and curb the chaos.
All soul potions are confiscated at the same time.
The supreme overlord still maintains fear and deterrence in Comoros, and no one dares to disobey.
Victor looked down at the chaos below, his body trembling.
But the supreme overlord had an excited smile on his face, and he looked like he had succeeded in his conspiracy.
"Asuman's descendants are good, using the gain and loss of the soul as bait to incite the anger of the entire Comoros.
And this anger will eventually turn into stabbing me The poisonous blade..."
Vict looked up at the spire of the tower in the distance, where the descendants of Asuman and the gutter rat were.
He seemed to have expected the situation in front of him and said to himself: "Let me think about it, in the next step, should you distribute poison-tempering weapons to the people of Comoros... ?
It's a pity that everything you do is a stupid struggle, and those souls have helped me a lot! ”
(The end of this chapter)
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