The seal is broken!
Lu Zhengkang, who lives in the ancient basin, is suddenly surprised. He stops absorbing his soul and gets up to rush to cross road.
The three seals have been lifted, the door of black egg has been opened, and evil and fear are coming to the world.
Lu Zhengkang arrived at the temple of black egg, the final battlefield. He also came here for the first time.
The shape is like the opening of the pangran insect beast, vivid image, but also covers a vast area, the momentum of the extreme, the door for the mouth, the long window for the eye, burst out of the golden glory, restless will roll up the heart of the storm, the temple seems to really come alive, to devour all who come.
Lu Zhengkang was not afraid and stepped into it, but there were already two comrades in arms.
One is the wasp girl and the other is the little knight.
In the thick fog, they looked at the gloomy black egg in the hall. The three masks of the dreamer on the gate of the black egg were dim and could be broken.
The voice of the wasp girl came through the real light fog, and Lu Zhengkang came to them.
The little Knight looked at him and continued to listen to the wasp.
“…… Little ghost, you shoulder the fate of the world, but still so strong. It's impossible to break the seal of the dreamer, and to be able to accept your own emptiness is to make you outstanding. "
As soon as the words came to an end, the seal lit up on the black egg gate, and the head of the pure container appeared in the middle of the seal. Then the light of the seal was silent, and the gate was broken.
A long, sharp, far-reaching roar came from the deep and long passage behind the gate.
It's radiation.
The wasp whispered, "the road is open. In any case, it's all waiting for your ending. I will not go with you. This space is specially made for creatures like you. If I go in, I'll be tied up and sucked up. " She pauses and looks at Lu Zhengkang. "Have you become like this? It's no surprise that I've seen your thirst for power for a long time. Now what are you here for? "
Lu Zhengkang handed the flower to the wasp, "I want to go in and fight with the little knight for the last ride. You can keep this flower for me. It's very important to me."
The wasp woman took the flower and was silent.
The little Knight came forward, but he took another flower from under the cloak and handed it to the wasp.
"Do you need me to keep this flower for you, too?"
The little Knight shook his head.
"Yeah, it's a gift. It's good. I love it."
Lu Zhengkang watched the parting. The little Knight looked up. The wasp woman was still so stubborn. The three mask owners were walking on the same road. Although they met soon, they had a deep friendship.
Enter the black egg, can walk out alive, perhaps only one, perhaps none.
The wasp girl didn't say anything silly about whether she could not go. She would always pay attention to the war situation. If the situation is not right, she would give her life to help.
"Come on, let's go in. It's time to meet the empty Knight of the previous generation. " Lu Zhengkang's tone was excited, and he didn't feel the sadness of life and death.
The little Knight takes the lead and enters the black egg.
Through the thinning fog of light.
Into the dark, long corridor.
The space here seems endless.
Soon after walking, there are totem light pillars around.
Far, near and deep, these abstract totem pillars are the Zerg symbols who once participated in the great cause of seal and radiation.
Some of them are familiar.
The family of leaves of the green path.
Deep nest weavers.
Mantis tribe.
White lady derived from the family of roots.
There are also strangers.
These monuments light up again and again, setting up a broad road in the deep dark space.
At each step, a mysterious aperture emerges at the foot, like walking on a journey of the highest and most holy.
There is a broken stone egg inscription somewhere on the road, which reads:
"although the container is bound, you should also know the state of the world.
The nest will be complete again. "
Lu Zhengkang sensed the powerful energy of this stone tablet, and vaguely probed into the river of destiny. With his heart, he saw the complete map of the holy nest in a trance, on which the fate of insects flowed.
One is in the deep nest, the other is in the fog outside the map.
Lu Zhengkang sighed: "the great kingdom will never forget its own people. This stone tablet is unusual."
The little Knight nodded and went on.
They came to the deepest part of the black egg.
The vaulted hall.
Light and fog filled the air.
Cold chains crisscross, stretching obliquely from the ground to the air, binding a tall knight.
Pure container.
He is the mature body of the container. His body is tall, and his mask is like a staghorn crescent. There is a deep crack. His eyes are not empty black, but radiant orange.He was trapped and locked, and dressed in a heavy, petrified cloak, silent as the soul of the dead walking in the sky, but the restless will was reminding the comer of how fierce the killing machine was in his body.
The little knight and Lu Zhengkang wave their swords and break the chains one by one.
The empty Knight broke the chain, shattered his cloak, fell to the ground and knelt weakly.
Lu Zhengkang and the little Knight clenched the middle bone nail.
This container is wearing a standard Cape, which is just right for the little knight, and it's like a cape to him.
The empty Knight rose abruptly, leaned back to exaggerate, and the hiss of radiation burst out, echoing in the hall, surging like waves.
He held his slender bone nail and launched a quick triple attack on the little knight.
Three times of chopping and three times of approaching, the momentum of the explosion was not like a sword dance, but like a meteorite landing.
Small Knight shadow sprint, jump out of the empty Knight's attack range.
The next moment, the empty Knight's body disappeared and reappeared. He had reached the top of the deer Zhengkang. The long nail stabbed under it, like Xia Lei cutting through the dark clouds in the sky, leaving only a streamer shadow in his sight, while the bone nail had fallen to the ground.
Lu Zhengkang left in a hurry at the critical moment.
After the empty Knight's move, the ground of the whole hall appeared a uniform arrangement of dim yellow light groups.
"Be careful." Lu Zhengkang reminded the little knight, and then quickly stood in the open space without the light group. His voice did not fall, and the light group burst out, and burst into the fire column. The faint flame was also wrapped with a spiral of void air.
The main hall was filled with pillars of fire. Lu Zhengkang and the little Knight hid in the space between the pillars of fire in time, but they lost their vision completely.
The huge body of the empty Knight appeared silently behind the young knight, with long nails and sharp spikes, like the wind rolling on the ground.