People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 314: Saigonni, you iron duck!

Hei Jian rolled his eyes and fell cleanly on the stage, losing consciousness as he wished.

Even though he fell into a coma, his hands and feet still twitched from time to time, proving that his internal condition was not good.

In his mind, the Witch King was like a beautiful girl who was forcibly dragged into the grove, screaming heartbreakingly.

Unfortunately, Black Key, the only person present who could hear his voice, had also lost consciousness.

'What the hell are you, asshole?'

'Don't come over here, don't pull me!'

"It's useless. Black Key and I have already merged into one. Even if you catch me, you can't pull me out of Black Key's mind!"

The Witch King's shout did not affect Qi Yan at all.

Qi Yan knew clearly that as a Happy Operator, he only had a few seconds to redeploy.

His consciousness forced its way into Black Key's mind, and he clearly 'saw' a red consciousness body entrenched in Black Key's mind.

That red consciousness was the Witch King.

Although he was clearly an outsider, the Witch King's consciousness clearly took the initiative. Like an indescribable creation, he differentiated into many dense tentacles and took root in this land that did not belong to him.

'Hehehe, red is good, red is festive.'

Qi Yan's consciousness stretched out the Witch King's red tentacles and bit down on the Witch King's consciousness, refusing to let go even if he died.

The Witch King never dreamed that after so many years of hiding in the minds of his descendants, another consciousness would come in and bite him one day.

He tried to resist, but Qi Yan's consciousness was weird. All his methods seemed to fall into nothingness when they fell on Qi Yan's consciousness and had no effect on Qi Yan at all.

On the other hand, when Qi Yan bit him, it really hurt.

At this moment, in addition to anger, the Witch King also felt a sense of grievance that was difficult to suppress.

"Who the hell are you? Those two little girls didn't treat me like this back then!"

'Stop it, it's coming!'

A wave of excitement came over Qi Yan's consciousness.

"What...Ah!"

Before the Witch King could react, Qi Yan's consciousness suddenly retracted.

That kind of power was something the Witch King could not contend with at all. His consciousness was tightly "bitten" and forcefully dragged by Qi Yan.

The tentacles that the Witch King had carefully arranged over the years were as fragile as noodles and were all torn apart by Qi Yan's dragging force.

The pain of having his soul torn apart made the Witch King let out a heart-wrenching scream.

There was almost no suspense, and the Witch King was directly pulled out of Hei Jian's mind by Qi Yan.

When the Witch King came into contact with the outside world, he was stunned for a moment.

If he could leave, he would have found a way to leave long ago, instead of lingering in Black Key's mind and accepting this disguised imprisonment.

But before the Witch King could feel this rare freedom, Qi Yan had already pulled him back into his body.

Everything seemed so natural. Qi Yan's body took in the consciousness of the two people with almost no resistance.

The Witch King was completely stunned.

The people in the Sunset Hall were equally confused.

They watched Qi Yan, whose head had been pierced by himself, suddenly sit up again.

"Although Dabai has been with me for a long time, it is still different. It is only when there is something in my mind that I feel it more clearly!"

Qi Yan sat on the ground, muttering to himself nervously, "Witch King, how perfectly we merged.

This feeling is simply...Sagoni Hai Tieyada!"

Qi Yan jumped up from the ground, pulled out the staff from his temple, and fell into a state of excitement.

'Who the hell are you and why is this happening?!'

In Qi Yan's mind, the Witch King seemed very irritable, even a little frightened.

Qi Yan's existence completely overturned his cognition.

He could see that Qi Yan's self-healing was a source stone skill, not the Beast Master's immortality.

But Qi Yan did commit suicide just now. However, with the death of his body, Qi Yan's consciousness not only did not dissipate, but instead seemed to lose all restraints, revealing truly unreasonable characteristics.

“Don’t ask questions that I don’t know the answers to myself.”

Qi Yan raised his hand to wipe the blood off his face and came to Bai Ke: "Now I need you to take action to eliminate the earthly sound in Bai Ke's body."

'Why should I help you?'

Although the Witch King was shocked, he was not prepared to surrender.

Qi Yan raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this:

"It seems that you haven't figured out one thing. I'm not Black Key. In my territory, you have to obey me."

"What if I say no?" the Witch King asked in a hateful tone.

"Baymax."

As Qi Yan whispered his old friend, a cold wind came out of nowhere and enveloped Qi Yan.

Everyone in the Sunset Hall was blinded by the sudden cold wind and had to lower their heads and grab things around them to prevent them from being blown away.

The Witch King’s consciousness shrank into Qi Yan’s mind, and he witnessed with his own eyes... the arrival of a god.

The huge wolf lowered its eyes and stared at Qi Yan. To be more precise, it stared at the Witch King in Qi Yan's mind.

The cold wind howled as if it could freeze the soul, and the Witch King clearly felt the disgust of the god.

At his level, there was no need for verbal communication, and the Witch King accurately received what Qi wanted to express.

Qi Zai hated him so much that he wanted to swallow him whole.

Because he is in the body of Qi's tribesman.

"It's not my intention to come here..."

The Witch King's inner grievances completely exploded.

Unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, grievances and complaints are of no use.

If it were the Witch King's heyday, he would still have the confidence that he could escape from the hands of the gods who had no intention of killing him, but now he was just a remnant of consciousness, and was even trapped in Qi Yan's mind.

"There is an old saying in Yan Country that those who work hard are heroes. I think you can understand what the best choice is now."

Qi Yan was in the center of the cold wind, but was not affected at all.

"...I give up."

The Witch King sighed with disappointment and completely accepted his fate that was forced upon him by Qi Yan.

The cold wind suddenly dissipated, and Qi's figure disappeared again, as if he had never appeared.

The next moment, Qi Yan raised the staff in his hand and pointed it at Bai Ke's forehead.

The red source stone skill fluctuations emerged from Qi Yan's body and flowed into Baichao's eyebrows along the staff.

Bai Ke stared blankly at Qi Yan in front of him. He had no ability to resist and never thought about resisting.

He believed that Qi Yan would not hurt him.

As the Originium technique flowed into his body, Bai Ke clearly felt that the pain he was suffering was subsiding, and even the original crystal clusters on his body began to dissipate, revealing his original skin.

After a few breaths, red Originium skill fluctuations surged out from Cretaceous' body, carrying with them the collected power of the Sound of the World, and entered Qi Yan's body along the staff.

"Hiss, that feels good!"

Qi Yan felt the degree of Originium infection in his body increase dramatically, and the golden luster in his eyes became more and more intense.

The Witch King, who was curled up in Qi Yan's body, was now numb with shock.

It was the first time he had seen such an outrageous physique. As the infection of the Originium in his body intensified, Qi Yan's strength almost increased exponentially, with no upper limit in sight.

"Witch King, do you want to cooperate?"

Qi Yan patted Bai Ke's head, indicating that the danger was all over. Then he stood up and his eyes fell on the tall tower in the distance again.

"What do you mean?" The Witch King was still in shock.

"I will lend you the power of this body. Let's go kill someone."

Qi Yan raised his staff and pointed it at the ruined tower.