443 Chapter 43, the mysterious blank man
“You can’t See It!”Yuan shook his head and said.
“Why? Am I still your master? Why am I treating you like an outsider?”Meng Jingtian frowned and asked.
“Not this, it’s because it’s only this big. You’re too big to enter.”Yuan shook his head, and the jelly-like substance on his body shook. His two small hands drew a circle in front of him.
And this circle was not even as big as Meng Jingtian’s head.
“...”Meng Jingtian was speechless. “Isn’t it a world? What world is so small?”
“There are many kinds of worlds! “This is just the most ordinary world, and it’s a newly created primary body. It’s similar to human babies, and it hasn’t even been born with a world consciousness yet.”Yuan looked at Meng Jingtian with disdain, he felt ashamed of his master’s ignorance.
“Then what can it Do?”Meng Jingtian asked.
“It can hold things!”Yuan said matter-of-factly.
“... isn’t that just a backpack?”Meng Jingtian’s mouth twitched.
“It’s not! The world baby will expand, and it will be that big!”Yuan explained unhappily. He extended his two small hands and gestured with them. Unfortunately, his hands were too short, so he didn’t get too big.
“Fine, fine, fine! You are still a baby after all!”Meng Jingtian could not help but laugh at him. He grabbed Yuan and placed him on his shoulder. Then, he continued to attack the demons that had begun to retreat.
Half a day later, the large number of demons had mostly turned into corpses on the scorched ground. A small number of demons had retreated into the abyss.
Meng Jingtian led the gods of the local godly temples to chase after the edge of the abyss. They could only see the magma churning below. They could no longer see any traces of the demons.
“You are the son of prophecy sent by the Lord God of Creation, right? Thank you for leading us to defeat the demon. We will pay our highest respect to you...”
A few gods of the local temples walked over. One of them was an old Daoist who wore a Daoist robe. He looked like an immortal and kept on praising Meng Jingtian.
Meng Jingtian didn’t know about the son of prophecy. Instead, he was looking at the structure of the Abyss. He was a little impatient with the old Daoist’s nagging.
“Mm, MM...”Meng Jingtian gave a perfunctory reply before jumping down into the abyss. The gods from the local temples were stunned.
F * ck, what was he trying to do?
The gods looked at each other. After a long while, one of them said weakly, “Why don’t we go and take a look?”
“But that’s the nest of the demons! There are at least 800 million demons there, even if they don’t have 1 billion. There are also demon lords that are not weaker than us...”
“Isn’t this child of Prophecy Too Strange? Although he helped us repel the demons, it’s not like what the prophecy said at all.”
“There’s actually such a powerful god. If we can get them to lead us, the world will be safe for ten thousand years.”
“Shut up! No matter how powerful he is, he’s not our God. As the saying goes, if he’s not of our race, his heart will definitely be different.”
“In my opinion, now that the demons have retreated, it would be best if we can seal him up. Otherwise, with his strength, if he wants to wreak havoc in the world, he will be even more terrifying than the demons. We have to be on guard against him!”
“But who has the ability to do so? We are not his match at all!”
“We have such an opportunity now.”
“There was a formation set up by an ancient God above the abyss, but it was only destroyed by the demons. Thus, over the past two hundred years, the demons have been in chaos. If we can repair the formation and add a few layers of barriers to the formation...”
“Good Idea!”
“Isn’t that a bad idea?”
“What’s not good about it? Such an existence is too destructive to the balance of the world.”
..
The group of indigenous gods discussed for a long time before deciding to seal Meng Jingtian in the Abyss.
At this moment, Meng Jingtian had already passed through the magma, as if he had arrived in another world.
The underground world!
Here, the sky would always be dark red, and flames would rise in all directions. The Earth was also blood red, and demons filled the land.
Seeing that Meng Jingtian had actually chased after them, the demons that had just escaped the battlefield let out shrieks of alarm and fell into chaos.
This fellow was too frightening. Compared to them, he was the real demon, right?
“There are still so many below?”Seeing the scene in front of him, Meng Jingtian was also shocked.
The demons retreated. He thought that they did not have many left, but for the sake of experience, he still chased after them. He really did not expect there to be so many demons down there that he could not see the end of the line.
However, it was not just the level 70 great demons on the battlefield just now. There were also level 60 ordinary demons, level 40 to level 50 imps, and demon eggs that had just been born.
The chaos of countless demons finally attracted a few big demon bosses. The demon lord stopped Meng Jingtian, and a few other people wearing magic robes appeared at the same time as the demon BOSS.
Looking at their clothes, they were the same type of people as the middle-aged Shorty from before. Meng Jingtian’s divine examination proved his guess.
Blank, Blank!
These people’s information was blank.
Uh... WAIT! Meng Jingtian looked at these people. There was another person who wasn’t wearing a magic robe. It was a woman wearing a light muslin dress from ancient China. Her blood-red dress fluttered in the wind, and she was holding a three-inch blood-colored longsword in her hand.
She actually... seemed to be out of this world, like a fairy.
And her information was also blank.
What was going on?
Who were these people?
Without any clues, Meng Jingtian naturally couldn’t understand.
And those blank people seemed to be able to control the demon lords. Three level-75 demon lords surrounded Meng Jingtian and attacked him.
Meng Jingtian looked, and a golden light flashed toward one of the blank people who was wearing a magic robe.
When he was fighting the middle-aged man, although he had used the Holy Dragon Sword, it did not seem to be a threat to him. Not only was his defense not high, he could kill him with just a few slashes, and.., he could even interrupt his skills.
...
At this moment, Meng Jingtian naturally wanted to get close to a few guys in magic robes and finish them off with a few slashes.
Compared to a few demon lord bosses with obvious information, these strange people with unknown origins were obviously more of a threat to him.
“Dillas has already died at the hands of this guy? He’s really useless!”
“He’s also an old man who’s been working for more than ten years. How could he make such a low-level mistake and actually be killed by a virtual character!”
“Who knows? He’s always been arrogant. Maybe it’s because he underestimated this guy?”
“Sigh! That black widow of his must be overjoyed. With delase’s death, she can remarry with a huge amount of compensation again!”
“Stop chatting! He’s coming! We can’t make such a low-level mistake like delase!”
The few blank people seemed to be very relaxed. They were still chatting. When they saw Meng Jingtian use the golden light to fly away, they quickly ended the conversation.
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