Chapter 1 Wings are power
The pain of the growth of wings made Yawang fall into a state of trance. At this moment, she has no time to take care of the spring on her chest.
Absence of consciousness or even coma was originally an instinctive way for creatures to protect themselves in the face of unbearable pain.
Now, it seems, this has become an insurance mechanism for the king to continue to endure inhuman suffering.
Every time a new wing tore through the king's back, she would regain her consciousness from her state of distraction. Subsequently, as the wings continue to grow, she will also be fixed in the moment before the wings grow, and enter a state of self-protection again.
The person who invented this exercise must have been a shaker. Otherwise, how could it be possible to invent this kind of practice so that a person who has practiced the Dharma will not waste any pain at all when he begins to suffer?
The pain that can put people to death over and over again completely acts on the king between his sobriety and his loss of consciousness.
However, every time Yawang lost her physical strength and vitality due to pain, and because of the wood attribute energy of the divine tree, she was perfectly replenished when she lost her mind.
In this way, every time the king suffers, it will become a new kind of physical pain. And her spiritual world, which has been abused over and over again, has been gradually pushed to the brink of collapse.
The newly grown wings seemed to have spirituality, and they germinated a total of thirty times, and finally stopped growing after completely tearing all of Yawang's clothes.
The originally dignified and holy Yawang seems to have an alternative charm at the moment, a kind of charm full of **** atmosphere.
Zhao Yuxin didn't pay too much attention to Yawang's unobstructed carcass, what he cared about most was the fluctuation of divine power from Yawang's body, which was dozens of times larger than before.
At this moment, Zhao Yuxin could basically understand why King Ya practiced such a painful exercise.
That's because "wings" are not only a racial talent in the Feather Republic, but also a representative of the strength level.
A pair of wings like the king of the Yu Republic and the elders or people of the general Yu Republic are the most basic stage of strength of the people of the Yu Republic of China. The sub-king with six wings represents the strength level of the Supreme Elder.
The Yawang with thirty-six wings probably represents the highest level of strength that the people of the Yu Republic can come up with now.
Zhao Yuxin even felt that the fluctuation of divine power in Yawang's body had reached the level of irresistible power that he had previously received when he was judged by the Wheel of Judgment.
With a tight heart, Zhao Yuxin immediately hid himself in the void. This is Zhao Yuxin's favorite move in the Candle Dragon Method, a move that can give him the greatest sense of security and be invincible in a sense.
Zhao Yuxin, who was hiding between the past and the future, calmed down a little in his heart, and he opened his mouth and said to King Ya: "Is this the ultimate power hidden in the Yu Republic of China? ”
King Ya opened his painful eyes, which were bloodshot and the whites of his eyes could not be seen at all.
In the blood-red eyes, there is no longer coldness and dignity, and all that remains is bloodlust and killing.
When the surrounding people of the Yu Republic saw Yawang's appearance, they immediately stopped calling Yawang's name, and they no longer dissuaded Yawang from running the exercises.
In its place, there is a sound of prayer.
The king of the kingdom of Yu stood up and led the prayer, and said, "King Ya is on the path of depravity in order to protect the kingdom of Yu!" ”
The people of the Republic of Yu collectively clenched their fists and bowed their heads, and responded: "Yes!" ”
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Zhao Yuxin did not deliberately listen to what the people of the Yu Republic were praying, and in his opinion, such behavior already belonged to the category of religion.
As it happens, he did not have a particularly strong personal interest in various religious matters.
At this moment, Zhao Yuxin, the most unbearable thing is the king in front of him. He didn't know what kind of means the king would use against him next.
"Open your eyes!" Yawang let out a low roar in a voice so hoarse that he could no longer distinguish between men and women.
Zhao Yuxin hurriedly opened his eyes wide, looking for a possible sneak attack from the king.
What made him drop his eyes was that Yawang's "eye opening" was not for him to hear, but for Yawang's own skill name.
With this low roar, the whole body of Ya King, and even the thirty-six wings, immediately opened countless pairs of flexible eyes.
The gaze shot out of these eyes seems to have a tangible and qualitative body, as long as it sweeps over Zhao Yuxin's body, it will make Zhao Yuxin feel a hot pain.
This kind of pain is a pain that shines into the past and the future. As long as the eyes sweep over, whether it is Zhao Yu salary in the past or Zhao Yu salary in the future, it will be the same as Zhao Yu salary now, and I will feel a hot pain on my skin.
This is the first time that Zhao Yuxin feels that he can be attacked by his opponent after inheriting the candle dragon method.
In the same way as he had fought before, he picked up the Imperial Weapon Seal and used his weapon to assemble a huge oval shield around him.
This time, I guess I can block the attack of the eyelight.
Zhao Yuxin was speculating in his heart, and a dense vibration immediately came from the shield. This kind of vibration made Zhao Yuxin very sure, because the shield was able to resist the attack of the eye.
Otherwise, with the shape of the "Ten Thousand Eyes Demon Lord" of Ya Wang, Zhao Yuxin really didn't know how to dodge.
Accidents often happen after you think you are safe.
Yawang's eye light attack hit Zhao Yuxin's flesh at first, but it was just like a laser. Although Zhao Yuxin found it difficult, in fact, the blood loss caused by it was not serious.
Later, the weapon shield was able to resist the attack of the eye light, which is equivalent to proving that the strength of the eye light attack is not high. Zhao Yuxin once thought that under the effect of the excellent thermal conductivity of metal weapons, even if he couldn't find a chance to shoot, he would definitely be able to come up with a way.
Maybe it's because he's so smart that he can always find a solution to a crisis quickly. This time, he completely ignored the frequency of the Eye Light attack.
At the moment when the weapon shield was erected, the Eye Light attack began to enter the frequency of full load attack.
Yawang's eyes were like oil, or boiling oil, and he was constantly splashed on the weapon shield layer by layer.
Cold oil may be a coolant that has some protection for metals, but hot oil is a whole other world.
Although the vitality required by weapons in processing far exceeds the boiling point of oil, the eyes of Yawang, who are as warm as boiling oil at this moment, are by no means ordinary oil, but can be comparable to the existence of lasers in temperature.
Poor heat dissipation can cause mechanical failure or even deformation. At this moment, Zhao Yuxin seemed to hear the groans of the overwhelmed arms and shields.
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