N-A-A Chapter 374
Chapter 374
"Since the ancient Terrans have fallen into loneliness, fate cannot be changed."
"From today onwards, I want to create a zombie race!"
The drought fell with a sound, and a roar sounded in the air.
Immediately afterwards, the National Games actually issued the announcement of the heavens at this moment: "The announcement of the heavens:
the return of the drought, the creation of the zombie race, those with aspirations from today onwards, can go to the official platform of the National Games game to check the relevant information, some races can be transformed into zombies!"
"Heavenly Announcement: The return of the drought and the creation of a zombie race, those who have aspirations can go to the official platform of the National Games Game from today to check relevant information, and some races can be transformed into zombies!"
"Heavenly Announcement: The return of the drought and the creation of a zombie race, those who have aspirations can go to the official platform of the National Games Game from today to check relevant information, and some races can be transformed into zombies!"
Three consecutive heavenly announcements, shocking the heavens and worlds!
For ordinary players, they may not know who the Dryad is, but they know very well that the existence that can create a family is a strong person they can only look up to!
For those gods and god kings who have survived for countless years, they don't really care about the so-called zombie family, but what they care about most is the seemingly inconspicuous name.
Dryad!
This is the daughter of the emperor in ancient times!
Does the return of this great man of the ancient period mean that the heavens and races will experience another cruel shuffle, and does it mean that those former enemies will begin to tremble, for fear that the drought will come to the door to take revenge?
As the announcement of the heavens fell, the undercurrent of the heavens and realms surged up.
Various well-known powerhouses held important meetings one after another to discuss how to deal with the impact of the return of the drought.
Back to business.
As if feeling that the Drought Dragon was on Yang Ming's side, the East Sea Dragon King realized that he was hopeless to avenge the Dragon Palace Prince Ao Bai temporarily, glared at Yang Ming hatefully, completely imprinted his image in his mind, and then began to withdraw from the Wuzang Mountain World.
In an instant, the huge body of the East Sea Dragon King disappeared.
The world of Wuzang Mountain seems to have regained its calm.
The drought ray turned and looked at Yang Ming.
There was no expression on that overwhelmed face, a pair of beautiful eyes like autumn water stared at Yang Ming, and the drought threw an olive branch and invited:
"Now that I have just started a zombie race, I am short of manpower, if you are willing to submit to me, I will grant you a bloodline second only to the zombie ancestor, so that you will have a long lifespan, an incomparably powerful physique, and a more powerful potential, and even the authority above ten thousand races under one person in the future!"
The invitation to the Dryad has to be said to be very attractive to ordinary Terran players.
But when looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, Yang Ming felt a faint sense of disgust from the beginning of the surprise.
"Before responding to your invitation, I would like to ask you a question."
Seeing that Yang Ming did not submit to himself at the first time, Dryad frowned.
It's just that when I think that I am alone, and I have just woken up from countless years of slumber, even if I swallow the essence of an entire world, I have only recovered three percent of my combat power, with my current strength alone, it is difficult to face those old opponents in the heavens and races, and even attract encirclement, only by cultivating their wings as soon as possible can they survive better.
Thinking like this, the drought ray suppressed his violent temper, tried to make himself appear calm, and said,
"You ask."
"Good, I thought you would refuse." Yang Ming ignored the cold face of the drought and continued, "I want to ask you, why did you give up your identity as a Terran?
"You just want to ask that?"
The drought ray originally thought that the other party would ask about his identity, or inquire about the secrets of ancient times, but he did not expect that it would be such a trivial question.
The Drought Dragon chuckled and said
, "Didn't you listen to the East Sea Dragon King just now, the glory of the ancient Terran has long declined, even my father, the Terran Emperor, has fallen, and even reincarnation has worn out his remnant soul, making him lose the possibility of reincarnation and recultivation."
"The last era was the sixth era, an era called the glory of the Terran race, and now it is the seventh era, an era called the hegemony of the heavens and races!"
"Maybe you don't know what epoch means."
"Every epoch has a theme, and under this theme, there is room for race and individuality."
"The glory of the ancient Terrans has declined, which means that it is impossible for the Terrans to rise again, so I have to find another way, create a zombie race, participate in the era of the struggle for hegemony of the heavens and races, and become a member of it, not a member who is destined to be annihilated!"
"Do you understand when I say this?"
Yang Minghu's body was shocked.
The amount of information in the words of the Drought Thunder is enormous!
Every era, there is a theme?
This seems simple, but it is actually extremely scary!
What does this mean?
Perhaps, even in the infinite distant future, the National Games Game has already begun to operate and has been running to this day!
Every era has to go through a long time, how strong is the official strength behind this national sports game?
It is no wonder that as one of the great powers of the ancient Terrans, the Drought Ray is a powerhouse comparable to the level of a god king, and he does not dare to continue to carry the banner of the Terrans.
"I see."
Yang Ming nodded.
A smile appeared on the face of the drought ray.
She likes smart people, because talking to smart people, you don't need to say so much, just one or two sentences, you can wake up the other party, and even let the other party understand the hidden meaning of her words.
In the eyes of the drought fish, since Yang Ming is a smart person, then he will naturally submit to himself.
After all, she is a surviving Terran powerhouse, and naturally has a sense of identity with Yang Ming, and as long as Yang Ming submits to her, she can easily obtain many ancient secrets that are difficult for the outside world to find, so as to grow and become stronger at an extremely fast speed.
What's more, the drought just now directly or indirectly saved Yang Ming's life, which is a life-saving grace!
However!
Yang Ming's next sentence slapped the drought ray fiercely.
"Sorry, I'm a human, I feel very honored by the identity of the Terran, and I don't want to abandon the identity of the Terran and become a bloodthirsty zombie."
"So, forgive me for not joining your men!"
Hearing this, the smile on Dryad's face gradually froze.
A terrifying aura rose up from the body of the drought ray, and the green tendons on the forehead of the drought ray burst out, and the delicate face was full of frost, full of extreme anger, and looked as vicious and terrifying as a devil.