Chapter 1188: Methods to Resist Thunder Tribulation
A spiritual sound entered Zhao Yin's mind.
It sounded extremely weak, with a hint of surprise.
It seemed that it had not expected that when it died, a human soul would arrive.
Zhao Yin's soul clasped his fists and bowed deeply to the transparent horse figure.
"Human race Zhao Yin, greetings to the king!"
"I am...about to decay with the death energy. Can you come here to ask for anything?"
Zhao Yin stood up and looked at the shadow of the horse.
He sensed the kindness of the King's Horse towards the human race.
A trace of emotion arose in Zhao Yin's soul.
"The king is about to return to the ruins, Zhao Yin shouldn't bother you again, but there is one thing I have to ask for!"
After Zhao Yin's soul transmitted the message, he took the initiative to show his soul chain...
Before he could explain, the shadow of the king's horse suddenly moved and took the initiative to approach Zhao Yin.
Zhao Yin could feel that this shadow was not even a remnant soul.
At most, it is a fragment of the soul, and the whole thing has been eroded by the rules of death.
It seemed that as long as he blew a breath, the phantom of the horse would disappear.
"This is the Soul of Contract......!"
The ethereal sound of the soul entered the depths of Zhao Yin's soul, carrying a hint of complexity.
"I know you are the new generation of Contract Master. No wonder you came to me...!"
It seemed as if it understood everything with just one glance at Zhao Yin's soul chain.
"The king also knows about the soul of the contract?" Zhao Yin was also surprised.
"I have lived for millions of years, followed seventy-six generations of masters, and four thousand years ago, I stepped into the ninth battlefield!"
It introduced its own origins with a sigh, as if it wanted to imprint the traces of its life in the heart of the only human being who could still see it before it died.
Being a king, one is destined to be unable to communicate with ordinary humans and find it difficult to find a confidant.
Ge Xiu returned to the world, and after its death, no trace of it remained in this world.
"A million years ago, a great talent appeared in the human race. Nowadays, there are not many records about him in the human race. He is known as the greatest king of all time!"
"Lord Mo?"
Zhao Yin was shocked. He knew that the previous owner of the core of the world might be King Mo.
But he never thought that his contracted soul was also related to King Mo.
"You know him, too?"
It was somewhat surprised, and also sighed: "Yes! The greatest king of all time should not disappear in time!"
"It was he who helped the human race get through the darkest time. His life traces should be remembered by future generations!"
It seemed to be talking about King Mo, but also about itself.
Zhao Yin could hear that the king's horse felt unwilling to die.
Unwilling to just disappear like that, it wants to leave its mark.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty. Zhao Yin will send your head back to the ancestral temple of the human race, so that Your Majesty can enjoy eternal worship from the human race!"
Upon hearing these words, the king-level warhorse's spirit and soul fluctuated violently, and he instantly showed joy.
No matter how many years it lives, no matter how far it evolves.
Mutated beasts are always mutant beasts, they all seem to be so simple and easily satisfied.
"When I was born, it happened to be the later years of King Mo. With my qualifications, I could not enter his eyes."
"But I heard that after King Mo died, he still intimidated the alien races for 100,000 years. That was the golden 100,000 years for the human race!"
Its figure, gradually, carries a touch of reminiscence.
The people and events from the distant past are shared with a younger generation of humanity at the end of life.
"It was also during those 100,000 years that the human race once again entered the battlefields, gained a place, gave birth to kings one after another, and allowed the race to multiply until today!"
"After King Mo died, I forcibly condensed the contract soul in my body and sent it into the long river of time. I never thought that now... it will reappear in the world with you!"
It seems that anyone who knows about that period of history is fascinated when talking about King Mo.
Including this king-level warhorse.
Zhao Yin's soul was shaken violently when he heard this. Sure enough, the Soul of the Contract came from King Mo!
But the next words from the King's Horse were like a bucket of cold water.
"It's a pity, Little Contract Master, you want to grow to the level of King Mo, but now it's difficult to meet the conditions!"
"Your Majesty, is it related to the thunder tribulation?" Zhao Yin asked immediately.
This is also the purpose of his visit.
"You also know about the thunder tribulation... there must be a contracted beast, which has evolved to the SSS level. Is it dead?"
"It's still there. I used the power of a world to isolate it from the thunder tribulation's perception!" Zhao Yin said truthfully.
There was no need for Zhao Yin to hide the fact that the dead soul of the war horse was about to dissipate.
"A world?"
The king-level warhorse showed surprise again. I don’t know what he was thinking about, but he didn’t ask any more questions.
But its voice suddenly became serious.
"Mutated beasts are blessed by nature. Before we evolve to SSS level, there is no obstacle. We can evolve all the way with any form of energy. No other group can compare to us!"
"Our fighting power is not inferior to any other race!"
"We are more like humans, we are real life forms!"
"It's just a pity that mutant beasts are rare and coexist with humans. They can only be born when humans have low-level extraordinary civilization and the grace of God comes first!"
"This is not the biggest obstacle for the Lord of the Contract. What really makes it difficult for you to become stronger is that the Lord of the Contract's contracted beast is stronger than other mutant beasts and is envied by the heavens!"
"Being jealous of God?" Zhao Yin was lost in thought for a moment.
The king-level warhorse nodded: "After the mutant beast of the Contract Master evolves to the SSS level, every step is a thunder tribulation, and every step is a desperate situation!"
Desperate situation at every step!
Zhao Yin's heart sank instantly. The little monkey's experience of an SSS-level thunder tribulation had already made him feel desperate.
If it continues to evolve, will there be stronger thunder tribulations?
Zhao Yin felt that this was very unfair.
"Except for the contracted beasts of the contract master, other mutant beasts don't need to experience the thunder tribulation?"
The King's Horse transmitted a message: "Only some mutant beasts that have awakened powerful talents will experience this after reaching the King level!"
"For example, if I hadn't avoided the thunder tribulation, how could I have reached the king level?"
There is no threshold for the evolution of mutant beasts, as long as there is enough energy source.
You can directly break through to a higher level.
The king's warhorse can be described as blessed with natural advantages.
The King's Warhorse has lived for millions of years. If it hadn't been for the threat of thunder and lightning, it would have accumulated endless resources and might even have evolved into a god!
Zhao Yin's heart grew colder.
Finally understood everything.
Even the king is afraid of thunder tribulation?
The contracted beast of the Contract Master is stronger than ordinary mutant beasts.
The thunder tribulation will come earlier!
He used to feel that his contracted beast was stronger than the mutant beasts in the outside world, and he thought it was because he invested more resources in it.
I have never really understood the upper limit of the potential of other mutant beasts...
At this moment, Zhao Yin's heart had sunk to the bottom.
The King-level warhorse, when at SSS level, had never experienced a thunder tribulation...
Can it still master the method to survive the thunder tribulation?
"How did King Mo grow to that point back then?" Zhao Yin asked unwillingly.
"Hold on!" the king's horse transmitted the message.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yin was lost in thought again.
"Hardly carry it?"
This is very King Mo!
The King's Horse continued, "That was a million years ago, when the human race had just declined. Although at that time, with the birth of the Corpse Demon Clan, there were not many strong people in the human race."
"But the human race at that time still had many valuable treasures, and the remaining resources are not comparable to what the human race has today!"
"When the thunderstorm strikes, as long as you don't dodge or avoid it, no matter what method you use, as long as you can successfully hold on for three hours, the thunderstorm will dissipate!"
"It's a pity that the human race is too poor nowadays. Even the thunder tribulation that the SSS-level needs to go through requires the strength of a god to resist!"
"The strongest ancestral formations of the human race can defend you... but unfortunately, they require too many resources. They are the life-saving means of the human race. It is impossible for all the major battlefields to be opened for you alone!"