Global Apocalypse: Awakening the Soul-Swallowing Talent at the Beginning.

Seeing that the eighteenth elder spoke with such sincerity, the eldest and second eldest brothers exchanged another glance.

The eldest brother was clearly convinced and was ready to sign the contract.

But the second brother still had some doubts, so he grabbed the eldest brother's hand and asked again:

"It's true that this is a rare opportunity, but why do we have to sign a vow contract?"

"My brother and I witnessed the loss of the Gold Mask firsthand, and we know that this matter is of great importance. We would never voluntarily reveal the truth."

"What do you mean, Eighteenth Elder? You still need to bind us with oaths and contracts?"

"Don't you even have this much trust in us brothers?"

Upon hearing this, the eighteenth elder's expression froze.

Only after handling the aftermath did he raise his voice and shout curses:

"trust?"

"How can you even utter those two words!"

"How did I trust you in the first place? Did I let you take the Blood Armor and use it?"

"And what was the result? How did you treat my trust?"

"You lost the precious armor!"

"It still hasn't been found!!"

"You still have the nerve to talk to me about trust?"

The second brother, now without his heavy armor, blushed and lowered his head in shame after hearing these words.

Seeing that the desired effect had been achieved, the Eighteenth Elder stopped there, lowered his voice, and spoke softly:

"Everything I've done is for your own good!"

"If you had listened to my advice and hadn't brought the armor into the Gray Domain back then, wouldn't that thing have been saved?"

"Similarly, now that you have signed the oath contract and are bound by the powerful constraints of the rules, we can guarantee the complete success of the plan!"

"Otherwise, if something unexpected happens, the consequences won't be as simple as losing a piece of equipment!"

"What you might lose is your lives!"

"Now, do you understand?"

Finally, the eldest and second eldest brothers were persuaded and signed their names on the oath contract.

The eighteenth elder finally felt relieved. As he accepted the oath contract, he quickly took out two teleportation jade tokens and tossed them into the arms of the two men.

Then, without looking up, he gave the order:

"Activate the jade token, and you two will be able to reach the safe zone directly."

"Remember, no matter who the other party is, don't be surprised, and don't gossip or ask unnecessary questions!"

"Otherwise, not only will the Blue Flame Starfield be completely swallowed up by the demonic tide, but you two will also lose your lives!"

The eldest and second eldest brothers answered honestly:

"Understood, Eighteenth Elder..."

Watching the two teleport away, the Eighteenth Elder's tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed.

After confirming that no one was around, he opened the data panel and sent a message to Kratos.

The content is very simple, just nine large characters:

"The hostages have been taken away. Be prepared to receive them."

After waiting a moment and confirming that Kratos on the other end had received the message, the Eighteenth Elder opened another chat window.

To ensure safety, he even used a prop to check around himself again before entering the message.

Only after confirming that everything is correct should you type the text into the data panel.

But after typing a long string of text and waiting for a long time, I finally deleted it all.

Wiping the fine beads of sweat from his forehead, the Eighteenth Elder closed the chat window and clicked on the name of the Chosen One, Wu She.

After typing a long string of text at the fastest typing speed he had ever achieved, he immediately deleted the record and closed the dialog box.

After doing all this, the Eighteenth Elder felt as if he had fought his way in and out of a demonic tide seven times, his chest heaving violently, unable to calm down for a long time.

His bloodshot eyes shone with the light of relief after surviving a disaster, and a ferocious laugh gradually rolled out of his throat, growing louder and louder.

"Hehehe..."

"Hahaha……"

"What good are cunning methods?"

"So what if their origins are mysterious?!"

"In the end, this world is ruled by strength!"

"Trying to threaten me?"

"dream!"

"Prepare to bear the wrath of the chosen ones!!"

Ten minutes later.

The home planet of the Star Eternity Clan, Hala.

Xu Rangxi frowned deeply as he looked at the message on the data panel.

She only released the teleportation light again when it suddenly shone in the air in front of her.

"You've arrived." Xu Rangxi closed the data panel and gave the person in front of him a slightly tired smile:

"What do you plan to do?"

"Plans?" Chang Shengtian's deep voice rolled down from above, as heavy as a collapsing boulder:

"Shouldn't it be you who has plans?"

"My role, from the moment you gain authority and become a chosen one of the gods, is to provide you with full support."

Xu Rangxi's smile vanished, and his face, which was faintly radiating divine light, was now devoid of any expression.

Upon seeing this, the Eternal Heaven immediately understood and said:

"It's time, isn't it?"

Xu Rangxi sighed softly, nodded, and said in a low voice:

"Wu She has reached the final step."

"The decision has already been made, let's carry it out." Although Changshengtian said this, his tall figure did not move an inch.

Six eyes were silently watching his wife, as if waiting for her to react first.

Xu Rangxi remained silent for a moment before finally speaking:

"You take your men there first."

"I will arrive just before Wu She enters the state of godhood."

"Alright, I'll wait for you." Chang Sheng Tian nodded, and teleportation light shone around him once again.

Only after his tall figure had completely disappeared did Xu Rangxi, who had been like a sculpture, begin to move again.

She placed one hand on her protruding belly, seemingly very worried, and muttered to herself:

"How did they all end up together like this..."

at the same time.

The boundary of the extreme star field.

Port Star

Bandariel.

On the desolate land, the teleportation array shone brightly.

An old man and a young man stood facing each other, the atmosphere heavy with tension.

That young figure was none other than...

It was Chen Kou who had escaped from Lu Li's clutches and whose whereabouts were unknown.

The proud and aloof boy of that time has long since shed his childishness.

Like the long sword he held in his hand, it exuded sharpness.

Though his face remained expressionless, a wild madness surged within his eyes.

Like a smoldering ember in charcoal!

The hunched and somewhat aged figure opposite was none other than the third elder of the Chen family, whom Lu Li had killed and taken in as a soul guard.

Chen Li!

He looked at the young man before him, his slightly cloudy eyes devoid of any pity.

All that's left is admiration and pride!

This emotion was so intense that his aged face lacked any of the kindness and gentleness that an old person should have.

Instead, it gives people a morbid sense of horror.

The two stood facing each other, remaining silent for an unknown period of time.

In the end, it was Chen Li who spoke first:

"...Kou'er, more than twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye. You, this fine seed, have finally been sculpted into a beautiful jade."

"The prophet's favor was not in vain; he has shown mercy to our Chen family!"

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