Armor: I'm in Nava, but I'm Oxer?

"Do you think you can travel through time to come and kill me?"

Zhang Zhao said dismissively.

According to this line of thinking, he and this Dark Xingtian are not even in the same space, and may not even be on the same timeline. So what makes you think you have this ability?

But then I thought about it.

If you can already dream about it, then it seems like nothing is impossible.

Therefore, a sense of crisis lingered in Zhang Zhao's mind.

What if Dark Xing Tian travels through the river of time, shatters the void, and comes to kill him...?

Zhang Zhao shook his head.

Zhang Zhao even laughed at himself.

This development is a bit too fantastical.

It's the fantasy genre in fantasy novels.

"In professional terms, what karmic connection have I gotten myself involved in?"

Zhang Zhao said self-deprecatingly.

He put on his shoes; the other side of the bedroom was the balcony.

Through the window, you can see a beautiful night view; the moonlight, like water, gently spills onto the roof and courtyard of the villa.

In the courtyard, the surrounding trees stood quietly, their branches and leaves swaying gently in the breeze, casting dappled shadows.

The leaves rustled, as if they were softly singing the melody of the night.

It's a pity he doesn't smoke.

Otherwise, you could really light one up and start thinking about the problem.

He calmed down

Zhang Zhao decided to conduct a thorough and comprehensive evaluation.

"Armor Hero: Shura Knight".

Zhang Zhao read the name aloud.

If Dark Xingtian really exists.

Then it should be here.

But Zhang Zhao knew absolutely nothing about this. A few discarded original manuscripts, settings he didn't know were real or fake, wild and imaginative ideas—that was all Zhang Zhao knew.

They are completely unconnected.

Dark Xingtian, what is the source of that darkness?

The source of dark power?

what is it then?

Can a person gain such incredible power simply by becoming corrupted?

Zhang Jian's Yanlong and Xin Nan's look exactly the same.

You've changed so much.

Even though turning evil makes you three times stronger, this is more than three times stronger, isn't it?

Zhang Zhao couldn't help but start daydreaming.

There must be some external force involved.

The elusive and mysterious progenitor of darkness?

Or is it the Asura Armor?

The Asura Armor Summoner has four buttons.

Wind, fire, thunder, darkness!

Each corresponds to one of the powers of the Flying Shadow Armor, the Xingtian Armor, and the Vajra Armor.

Press the Fire-Wind-Thunder activation keys in sequence.

Then you can transform into the Asura Armor.

But I need to press four buttons?

What will happen?

Could it be that part of Dark Xingtian's power comes from the Shura Armor, which is why he might have the ability to interfere with time and space?

These images flashed through my mind one by one.

If that's really the case.

Then there might actually be a fantastical possibility.

Things are getting a bit tricky.

Judging from the manifestations in dreams.

The spiritual energy within Dark Xingtian.

It is no less powerful than Xiao Tian's Shura Armor.

Once encountered.

Compared to the person in my dream, I'm probably just a slightly larger worm.

“It’s such a headache…”

Scared!

Scared!

Despite saying this, Zhang Zhao's conviction grew even stronger.

What's there to be afraid of!

I need to get stronger...

Having the Sword of Damocles hanging over your head is not a pleasant feeling.

Zhang Zhao had been consciously slowing down his pace of becoming stronger all along.

He has two paths to becoming stronger.

One is its own evolution.

Another method is to kill Oxens to obtain more powerful cards.

In the end.

This is actually a road.

He always passively waited for Oxel to appear.

Then kill him.

Even when he devoured the two thousand-year-old zombie viruses in the ancient tomb, it was merely a convenient way to save Duanmu Gushang, not something he did intentionally, because he knew that increasing one's strength too quickly actually had certain drawbacks.

What if he really does become a bad person?

He has no desire to rule the world... but no one else should even think about ruling me.

Zhang Zhao when no one bothers him.

He still likes to be a great hero.

This may be related to his childhood experiences.

"Actually, it's not necessarily that Dark Xingtian was able to travel through time and space to warn me. Maybe I sensed an unknown danger myself?"

Zhang Zhao looked at the problem from a different perspective.

"You even give a warning before killing someone? Just how arrogant are you..."

Regardless of which it is, the guess is that Zhang Zhao will need to become stronger next.

"I thought I had tried my best, but damn it, is it still not enough?"

Zhang Zhao raised his head and looked up at the starry sky.

It is dazzling, mysterious and enchanting...

Zhang Zhao's aura grew stronger and stronger, as if an invisible force was surging around him.

His eyes were as sharp as a hawk's, revealing a firm determination and fearless courage.

Every movement he made carried a steady yet powerful sense of strength, as if he could easily shake mountains and rivers.

He stood tall, like an unyielding mountain, exuding an inviolable majesty.

Inside the spine!

Even the tyrannical insects felt this domineering aura!

It seemed to be encouraged by this momentum as well.

It felt its power had been greatly enhanced.

Be more domineering!

Be even more domineering!

………………

Zhang Zhao took out the jade pendant that he had kept hidden at his waist for a long time.

When I'm bored.

He likes to take a look.

He now understands where many people's love for antiques comes from...

Bored...

Fu Ai was already frightened by the sudden surge of aura emanating from Zhang Zhao.

Under the bright moonlight.

The emerald green jade pendant emitted bursts of fluorescence.

night.

Fu Ai was also feeling melancholy.

Is it ultimately destined that we will all be swallowed up...?

Before the strong, without a body, she was helpless and at their mercy.

Is it finally over?

Why are you shaking?

Zhang Zhao was puzzled?

Judging from the fluorescence emitted by the jade pendant.

The atmosphere inside seemed to be filled with extreme fear.

Fu Ai is considered to be among the more intelligent beings in the Orcs, but the more intelligent a creature is, the greater its fear of death...

"Would you like to become my family?"

Zhang Zhao's voice was exceptionally clear in the quiet night, carrying an undeniable air of authority.

This sound.

Zhang Zhao's will was transmitted into the jade pendant.

Fu Ai, who was inside the jade pendant, felt a complex mix of emotions the moment she heard those words.

Fear and the instinct for survival took over at that moment, and Fu Ai responded without hesitation: "I am willing! I am willing to become your servant, master!" Her voice was full of urgency and flattery, as if she had grasped at the last straw.

“Master, you don’t need to ask me at all. You don’t need to treat me as an equal, and you don’t need to consider my feelings at all…”

Fu Ai's will became increasingly obsequious.

Because Zhang Zhao and she were not communicating verbally.

Therefore, it can be clearly felt.

"Then, let's get started."

Zhang Zhao gripped the jade pendant tightly, and a powerful force surged from his palm like a tidal wave, continuously flowing into the pendant.

Under the impact of this force, the jade pendant shone brightly, its emerald green color resembling a dazzling star.

Fu Ai, inside the jade pendant, was initially trembling with fear at the sight of this powerful force.

It was extremely cold.

She was almost frozen to death.

Coupled with the chaotic black energy, it was then strangled by Zhang Zhao.

“Ahhh…”

It's unclear what kind of cry it was, but it was transmitted to Zhang Zhao along with the energy.

But as the power continued to flow, she began to feel a strange change. That power was like a warm spring breeze, slowly enveloping her and gradually dispelling the fear in her heart.

It finally got warm.

She is no longer in pain.

She began to enjoy the transformative power this force was having on her.

During this process, Fu Aineng could clearly feel that the connection between herself and Zhang Zhao was becoming closer and closer.

Her will grew increasingly humble, and she became increasingly submissive.

Zhang Zhao's mere glance was enough to make her submit instantly.

at last.

This completes the conversion process.

“Master…King…”

A weak will emanated from the jade pendant.

Zhang Zhao didn't know how to describe this feeling; the process was incredibly wondrous. He had almost completely devoured the virus belonging to Fu Ai, a feeling similar to when he devoured Lambda and the God General Ouke in the ancient tomb.

the difference is.

Zhang Zhao planted a seed during this process.

He will have the power to help this seed grow...

He now has the power to control the life and death of a person.

Zhang Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the new connection between himself and Fu Ai.

He could clearly sense Fu Ai's completely submissive will, and a strong sense of satisfaction welled up in his heart.

This feeling of submission

He looked down at the jade pendant in his hand, which was now radiating a mysterious and powerful aura.

This power belongs to him...

Zhang Zhao knew that this was not just about him controlling Fu Ai's power, but also a completely new beginning.

If Fu Ai increases his power, he will also receive a return benefit...

Devour the talisman, and you'll be full after one meal. If you leave some, you can have two more meals.

This is sustainable development.

"I need a body..."

Fu Ai's will came.

………………

The next morning, Zhang Zhao went out dressed in casual clothes.

He was going to find a suitable body for Fu Ai.

Because of Zhang Zhao.

Fu Ai no longer needs to possess someone with criminal genes.

But such people are still hard to find.

"Any...woman...regardless of...beauty..."

Fu Ai wasn't picky.

But it's really a bit impolite to just casually turn someone into an Ouke.

"I will devour her consciousness..."

"Ok?"

Zhang Zhao frowned.

Even inside the jade pendant, Fu Ai was immediately gripped by a bone-chilling cold, followed by an endless heat. This extreme contrast of ice and fire tormented her.

"I won't do it again, don't...stop!"

A desperate plea for help was conveyed.

Riding his motorcycle around the city, Zhang Zhao eventually arrived at a forgotten place in Nanbo City: a dilapidated urban village and a run-down shantytown.

The skyscrapers of Nambo seem irrelevant here.

The houses here are dilapidated and on the verge of collapse.

Simple wooden planks and sheet metal were haphazardly pieced together to barely form what were called "dwellings".

The walls are mottled, covered with the marks of time and the erosion of wind and rain, as if they could collapse at any moment.

The narrow streets meandered like a maze.

The ground was full of potholes and filled with sewage and garbage.

It emitted a pungent odor, causing people to instinctively cover their mouths and noses. The streets were piled with all sorts of clutter, with broken furniture and discarded items scattered haphazardly, making the already cramped space even more crowded.

Zhang Zhao did not feel uncomfortable in such an environment.

This place is incredibly similar to the environment where he grew up.

“It seems like every city has a place like this.”

Zhang Zhao remarked with emotion.

It was very dark here because it was morning.

It was surrounded by tall buildings.

There's still some distance before the area is ready for demolition.

Zhang Zhao finally arrived at this place.

This place is known for its frequent occurrences of Oxie cases.

Yesterday, the cheetah Oxel appeared in this very spot.

The target Zhang Zhao is looking for is right here.

Under a crumbling iron shell.

Zhang Zhao stopped in his tracks.

Zhang Zhao knocked on the door, but he didn't dare to knock too hard, for fear of smashing the small house to pieces.

Ai Xuan is the person Zhang Zhao is looking for.

Zhang Zhao saw this poor girl when he was sorting through files at the police station.

Her parents worked tirelessly to make a living, but still struggled to provide for the family's basic needs. Because they were both disabled, she never received the care and love that other children received from their parents.

She grew up in this shantytown, wearing tattered clothes.

For ten years, the environment here has remained unchanged; in fact, it has become even more chaotic due to pollution.

As she grew older, her beauty blossomed, but it also attracted some ill-intentioned glances.

There is no mutual help among the poor; instead, there is only mockery and bullying of those who are even poorer.

At school, she was ostracized and bullied by her classmates simply because she was poor and different from others.

Fate still didn't favor her. Her parents were involved in an accident when another house collapsed and needed urgent treatment. The owner of the house was unwilling to take responsibility, so Ai Xuan had no choice but to go out and work to earn money.

She did all sorts of hard jobs, working overtime in factories and washing dishes in restaurants, just to earn a little more money and ease the burden on her family. Her hands became rough, and her face lost its former radiance, but she persevered, holding onto a glimmer of hope for the future.

The miracle did not happen; both parents passed away.

Even in the darkest of times, a faint light still shone in her heart.

But misfortune always seems to favor the unfortunate.

She was twenty years old.

However, he was diagnosed with lung cancer.

It was still late stage, which seems to be related to her work.

Zhang Zhao saw this in the middle of the list of people in need of assistance.

It is indeed somewhat tragic.

Zhang Zhao intends to give her a chance to start a new life.

Let her make her own decision.

Upon opening the door, Zhang Zhao saw a thin figure.

The door opened slowly, making a creaking sound.

Zhang Zhao saw that thin figure.

The girl in front of me was indeed very beautiful. Although her face looked pale and haggard due to long-term hardship and illness, her delicate features still exuded a captivating charm.

Ai Xuan's eyes were large and bright, like a clear spring, but at this moment they were filled with fatigue and confusion.

Her hair was somewhat disheveled, falling loosely over her shoulders. She wore worn-out clothes, faded from washing and patched in several places.

This is a bit unbelievable for girls who love beauty.

She was so thin that it seemed a gust of wind could blow her over.

Upon seeing Zhang Zhao, a hint of surprise and wariness flashed in the girl's eyes.

She frowned slightly and asked in a somewhat hoarse voice, "Who are you? What do you want?"

The moment Zhang Zhao saw Ai Xuan, he was stunned, not because of her appearance, as he had seen many beautiful women.

what?

what?

He could clearly sense a trace of the zombie virus emanating from Ai Xuan. It seemed to be due to malnutrition.

The virus's scent was also very faint.

This feeling is similar to when I first met Ma Qingshan.

The thin girl in front of me seemed completely unrelated to crime.

Zhang Zhao peered into the house through Ai Xuan's back. It seemed there was no electricity. There was a bucket of water by the door, and the water was not pure; it was vaguely murky.

This place lacks basic living facilities, clean water, and a stable power supply... It is a shantytown.

Zhang Zhao opened the map and found that the location of this shantytown was not far from where he first came into this world.

Are there really people in this world this unlucky?

Zhang Zhao was momentarily at a loss for words.