Conquering Myriad Worlds from the Mythical Three Kingdoms

Chapter 2 Traveling?talent?
When another Yellow Turban fell, Mu Yi felt like his head was about to explode.

His anger, unwillingness, and complex emotions rushed into his mind.

"I want to save them and change this terrible world!"

"what!"

Mu Yi roared angrily, and the things in his mind exploded suddenly.

Suddenly, he felt light in his body, and then something poured into his mind, and then formed a new thing.

"This is... talent?" Mu Yi panted heavily, feeling what appeared in his mind.

A kind of plug-in existence, derived from the sublimation of individual spirit.

In layman's terms, he obtained a special ability.

"Just now...was that the legacy of the original owner?" Mu Yi thought about it, and then quickly understood everything.

When he vowed to save everything in front of him, the obsession with the original owner disappeared, and the dissipated spiritual power was absorbed by him, thus he stepped into a new threshold.

Now, he can be said to be an out-and-out native of this world.

When Mu Yi perceived his talent, he instinctively understood the effect of his talent.

"This is?"

With Mu Yi's understanding, he opened his eyes excitedly.

His talent seems to help them travel to other worlds.

"Zhou Cang, Pei Yuanshao, let me down, I have a solution, I have a solution!"

Mu Yi yelled excitedly, it was a desperate hope, he had found a way to save the yellow scarves in front of him.

Just go to a place where food is plentiful, no, just go to a place with people, and you will be saved.

Mu Yi's heart was full of determination. If no one offered a helping hand, they would use the Yellow Turban to get it.

What God does not grant, people take for themselves.

"Little virtuous teacher, what can I do?" Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao put their big faces in front of Mu Yi, with three points of doubt and seven points of expectation in their eyes.

They are the closest to Mu Yi, and they have sensed the changes in Mu Yi. They are also high-level yellow scarves who follow the great virtuous teacher. They naturally understand talent, but they just know it. They don't know what it is, but it doesn't hinder They see it as hope.

"Gather all the people who can fight together, and see if we can make it through this time!" Mu Yi ordered after taking a deep breath.

"Brothers who are above the condensed internal energy, come here!" Zhou Cang roared, and hundreds of people gathered in front of Mu Yi.

"open!"

Mu Yi held his breath and concentrated, a chaos appeared in front of his eyes.

In the chaos, Mu Yi was able to gaze at the boundless silence in front of him.

"Food, food, food!"

Mu Yi chanted desperately, using almost all his mental strength to roar.

The dead silence in the chaos was broken, and countless stars began to give active feedback. In a trance, it seemed that countless beasts were screaming up to the sky, responding to Mu Yi's roar.

"It's just you!" Mu Yi, who couldn't perceive what the starlight represented, followed his instinct and chose a star that was relatively close.

In a trance, Mu Yi saw that world, the artillery roared and the smoke filled the air.

He stretched out his hand to draw a gap in the air, and then the gap opened wider and wider, forming a dark portal.

"Only three days?"

Mu Yi was panting heavily. He was extremely tired from turning on his talent. He instinctively knew that he could only support the link for three days now. If he couldn't return after three days, he didn't know what would happen.

Mu Yi didn't dare to gamble, nor did he want to gamble.

"Follow me, the rest of the people stay put and stand by, we will bring back the food!" Mu Yi dropped this sentence, then staggered free from the support of Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao, and walked directly into the dark door.

"Brothers, go with the little virtuous teacher!" Zhou Cang's heart swayed, several of their leaders are strong, and they can live for many days relying on internal energy, but the others are doomed.

They themselves have no way to survive, so they will fight, anyway, they have always been like this.

When Zhou Cang followed in, Pei Yuanshao gritted his teeth and followed in.

The rest of the people looked at each other, and finally all followed into the door.

"Ahem, cough, what is this?" After Mu Yi walked out of the door, he found that they seemed to have come to a battlefield, with gunpowder smoke everywhere.

"Damn it, it's actually a world in this kind of war?" Mu Yi's face was ugly, but he had no way out now.

When the people behind him walked in, Mu Yi closed the portal, and the continuous opening would consume his mental and physical strength, and now he had to save everything.

"Let's go, let's get out of here and go find food!" Mu Yi gritted his teeth as he looked at the city in the distance, and chose to fight desperately.

As long as they avoid the troops on the battlefield and rely on Zhou Cang's terrifying skills, they will be able to find something in the city.

However, at this moment, a 150mm grenade flew towards this position, Zhou Cang leaped over immediately, stretched out his hand to stop it, and then the terrifying air wave and the terrifying explosion directly vented over.

If Pei Yuanshao hadn't used his body to cover Mu Yi, Mu Yi would have been blown away.

"What are those, refugees?" The soldier manipulating the tank communicated with his comrades in doubt. A large group of guys who looked like refugees appeared in their field of vision, and they seemed out of place with everything on the battlefield.

"Fuck them, watch out for those damn lunatics!" The comrades casually slapped it on, nothing is guaranteed on the battlefield.

The soldier shrugged, and unceremoniously launched an attack on Mu Yi and others who suddenly appeared not far away.

The ghost knows if there will be lunatics strapped to bombs among those refugees. There is no room for a moment of warmth in war, just kill everything that is not one of your own.

"Oh My Karma! God, superheroes!"

When the gunpowder smoke filled the air, the soldiers couldn't believe their eyes. After the artillery bombardment, there was no one dead on the other side.

……

"What is this, Iron King?" Zhou Cang frowned and looked at the Tiger tank in the distance. The attack just now made him feel a little palpitating.

This place should be a battlefield, and the breath of blood and fire came from the wind, which was all too familiar to him.

The attack launched by the opponent was also very fast, so fast that he almost couldn't react.

It was like the Changshui Camp of the Han Dynasty, the attack would actually explode, but the power was very weak. Even if he resisted with his body, it didn't seem to do much damage.

Although the arrows fired by the Changshuiying archers were not powerful, they could blow him to the ground. In comparison, this attack was like scratching an itch.

It's very strange, there is no cloud on the battlefield, and there is no internal energy in the attack, everything is so strange.

Although Zhou Cang couldn't understand it, Zhou Cang knew that it must be the enemy who attacked them.

Without a moment's hesitation, Zhou Cang turned into a black shadow and appeared in front of the tank.

(End of this chapter)