Chapter 1189 What It Really Wants
When Zhao Yin heard this, his head buzzed.
If one has god-level power and guards for three hours, can he help the contracted beast survive the thunder tribulation?
He immediately had a thought, and a colorful pearl slowly condensed along the soul chain.
"Your Majesty, I wonder if this treasure can help my contracted beast survive the SSS-level thunder tribulation?"
"The Emperor's Heart?"
The king's horse was suddenly shocked, his soul was shaken, and suddenly all four hooves disappeared.
As if due to being too excited, the remaining thoughts supported by his obsession wavered, speeding up his return to the abyss.
"Your Majesty, be careful!" Zhao Yin reminded hurriedly, fearing that the other party would disappear completely if he was not careful.
Seeing that the king's horse had regained its composure, Zhao Yin then asked, "Does the king also know the emperor's intentions?"
The king's horse didn't care about the disappearance of the residual soul at all, and excitedly transmitted the message: "The Emperor's Heart was born in ancient times, and the specific time cannot be traced back. It is rumored that the human emperor of that period has lost his trace in the long river of time!"
"I have only seen the traces of time he left behind and sensed his aura in a certain period of time."
"Tu Xin is also one of the strongest emperors in the history of the human race!"
"His remains have reappeared in the hands of humans!"
The king's horse sighed deeply and said frankly that the ancient times were a glorious era for the human race, but it was a pity that those fragments had disappeared in the long river of time.
Even an old monster like it, which has lived for millions of years, knows little about it, let alone the later generations who know about it.
"In that era, any alien race could only pay homage to the human emperor, and the alien ancestral gods could only kneel at the emperor's feet."
Zhao Yin heard this, but was somewhat skeptical of what the king's horse said.
He revealed the information of the Emperor's Five Elements Beads, and told the Emperor that the skull was the ancestor god of the Wood Clan, and was refined into a god-level treasure!
The king's horse was also in a trance: "What kind of terrible thing happened in the ancient times? Why did Emperor Tuxin end up like this?"
In fact, nowadays, many human beings with great abilities are speculating that the ancient emperor disappeared in the long river of time.
Did you go to some place that cannot be recorded by the long river of time?
Many people hold the fantasy that one day, the glorious ancestors of the ancient human race will be able to return with force and slaughter all races for their descendants!
Even the king's war horse was once fantasized about.
But at this moment, all the fantasies were shattered by a piece of skull brought by Zhao Yin.
In an instant, the king's horse seemed to have its will collapsed, and its remaining soul began to dissipate again.
"Your Majesty, I wonder if this treasure can help my contracted beast withstand the SSS-level thunder tribulation?" Zhao Yin asked hurriedly.
"This treasure can become the clan's sacred weapon for a top clan, so it can naturally resist!"
The shadow of the king's warhorse lowered its head and looked at its vanishing limbs: "Little Contract Master, I have something to ask you."
Zhao Yin got the answer from the king's horse, and was grateful. He clasped his fists and bowed: "Your Majesty, please speak frankly!"
"You really won't eat my horse's head?" He still seemed worried.
As the master of the contract, Zhao Yin must know the value of the flesh and blood of a king-level mutant beast.
It is hard to say whether he will turn against me after he gets the answer.
Although the king-level warhorse is simple, it has seen a lot of the evil of human nature over millions of years.
Zhao Yin looked at it and suddenly felt a little pity.
After living for a million years, his mind is still that of a child.
It fought for humans for millions of years, but in the end, it was worried that a human would eat its flesh.
"No!" Zhao Yin said seriously.
"Will you really enshrine me in the ancestral temple?"
"Of course. I, Zhao Yin, guarantee it on my honor!"
Upon hearing this, the king's warhorse slowly raised its head. At this moment, its body gradually disappeared from being transparent, but the facial features gradually became clearer.
The eyes were dark, big and round. At this moment, Zhao Yin discovered that this king-level warhorse was actually very beautiful.
Snow-white mane, pink nose, sparkling eyes, extremely pure.
"I can't give you any more benefits, and I can't even ask you to give up your king-level flesh and blood. Can I... make one more request?"
It was almost begging, as if in the eyes of the mutant beast, the majesty of the gods and kings did not exist at all.
"As long as I can do it, I will try my best to satisfy you." Zhao Yin nodded again.
He couldn't say no to this mutant beast.
"If possible, I hope...I hope to place my spirit tablet next to Ge Xiu."
Zhao Yin was stunned for a moment.
From the beginning, he felt that it was trying hard to keep the horse's head.
I just thought that this was a unique obsession of mutant beasts.
When the king-level warhorse was alive, he was a slave to the human race and fought for the human race...
Zhao Yin thought that, at this point in its life, it had finally awakened before dying and wanted to leave behind something of its own.
But... Zhao Yin didn't expect that what it wanted was to still accompany its last master after death.
"The king's spirit tablet will definitely be placed next to King Ge Xiu! The king's body will be buried next to Ge Xiu's cenotaph!" Zhao Yin spoke each word carefully.
The king's horse looked into his eyes and said nothing more, his scattered spirit revealing joy.
He said it, and it believed it.
Because he is the Lord of the Contract, that's all.
Zhao Yin looked at the king's horse, which was dissipating in front of him bit by bit. The last trace of life slowly dissipated in this unknown corner.
At this moment, Zhao Yin clearly felt that in addition to joy, the king's horse also felt relieved.
He was clearly dead. Only a remnant of his soul remained, but because of his obsession, he was buried next to Ge Xiu... and he has managed to hold on until now.
It must be painful!
It gave Zhao Yin the most important advice, but eventually it dissipated.
At this moment, as the last remnant soul of the king's warhorse dissipated, the shattered sea of consciousness and the death energy began to roll again.
The space of consciousness was rapidly shrinking and disappearing, being swallowed by decay...
Zhao Yin sighed deeply, turned around, and walked towards the sea step by step.
Soon, this fragment of the soul returned to Zhao Yin's sea of consciousness.
Hidden in the tent, Zhao Yin slowly opened his eyes.
Sadness flashed across his eyes, and then turned into clarity.
Zhao Yin immediately took out thirty-one corpses of the Wood Clan demigods and dug out thirty-one complete divine bases with his own hands.
Some were big, some were small. Only at this moment did Zhao Yin realize that all the complete golden divine bases he had obtained before were from primary demigods.
At this time, the thirty-one complete divine bases that had just been produced, nine of which were intermediate, were nearly three times the size of the primary ones!
The only top-level divine base, its volume is nearly five times that of the primary one!
Zhao Yin first called Zhu Dan and Zhu Yao, and handed over the thirty-one corpses of demigods to the two female pigmen.
"Keep them safe. I will gather demigods of ten different races and make pills and potions for them in the future!"
Zhao Yin was mainly worried that it would take time to deal with the demigod-level corpse, so he handed it over to them in advance.
When the two female pigs saw the corpses, their eyes widened.
The master just went out and killed thirty-one demigods at once?
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it.
Seeing that they were in a daze, Zhao Yin waved his hand and told them to take the body and leave quickly.
Now that he had obtained a method to resist the thunder tribulation, he was ready to immediately plan how to proceed...
There is also the head of the king-level warhorse, which needs to be sent to the ancestral temple immediately.
Although the method of resisting thunder tribulation is simple and crude, without the guidance of the King's Warhorse, Zhao Yin would never dare to try it easily even if he thought of it.
First, he couldn't use the life of the contracted beast to try it, and second, the consumption was too great, and Zhao Yin couldn't afford to lose.
Therefore, Zhao Yin was very grateful to the king for his war horse.