I Kidnapped the Timeline Chapter 359

The first floor of hell.

The sky was dripping with blood-colored raindrops, which fell on the ancient buildings of the city below.

The pitted roads in the city accumulated rainwater to form one puddle after another, and pedestrians along the way accelerated their pace in the rain.

In the eastern part of the city, in a dilapidated wooden house.

The burly figure in the worn-out armor embraces four or five-year-old children, and tells the history of the race in front of the bonfire, and it is natural that there is no shortage of praise for the ancestors.

"The world we live in is divided into layers of small worlds, and the small world we live in is called the first layer of the devil's prison..."

The little boy listened to his father's story and nodded earnestly:

"Father, has our Nether Race really ever been brilliant?"

"Our ancestors once controlled several small worlds, and they are well-deserved powerful forces." The burly man nodded affirmatively.

"Then why the glory is gone."

Hearing these words, the burly man looked embarrassed:

"The rise and fall of races is normal. There is no eternal strong family. At least there are treasures left by our ancestors during the glorious period of our ancestors... As long as the family is not exterminated, we still have the opportunity to return to the peak, but this requires all The descendants of the Nether tribe, including your efforts."

"Well, in the future, I will also join the Nether Army and become a warrior like a father!" The little boy nodded excitedly.

"Shadow, I want you to be a scholar, not a warrior."

"why?"

"The honor of a soldier is too light, but the challenge to face is very heavy, and death follows him..."

With the dream of leading the clan to rise, the shadow went against his father's wishes at the age of 11 and joined the Eighth Reserve Regiment of the Nether Army.

And his father is the teacher of the Eighth Preparatory Regiment. .

When I was young, my dream was not burdened by the increase in experience. At that time, my dream was pure, and the starting point was just "that's the future I want".

After entering the preparatory group, You Ying learned and grew up with her peers under the guidance of her father.

During this time he showed great talent.

The outstanding performance of the shadow in the preparatory group has attracted the attention of the high-level nobles of the shadow, and he personally presented him an honor necklace inlaid with a dark green gem.

Since then, the honor has been added to the body, and the future of the shadow is limitless.

The turning point of fate came when Shadow was 13 years old.

A big event happened in Nether City that day. Countless huge beasts appeared over the city, and the shadows that covered the sky and the sun shrouded a large area.

After that day, You Ming saw the nobles of the clan who gave him the necklace of honor again.

Shadow knows history and understands that these nobles are the descendants of the trailblazers who opened up the glorious period of the Nether tribe. Even if the former glory is gone, these nobles are still respected by the Nether tribe.

While hesitating in his heart, Shadow wondered why the nobles summoned him.

But when he learned the truth, Yu Ying felt a heavy blow in his heart.

"Shadow, the Soulless Clan needs a group of slaves. This time, the talent for slavery is very demanding. For the future of our clan, I need you to become the slave of the Soulless Clan."

Hearing this news, Yu Ying couldn't stop trembling in his heart.

"It only takes ten years and we will pick you up."

The nobleman's words seemed to be negotiating, but more like an order.

Shadow wanted to say no, but couldn't summon the courage.

But in the face of the nobles who control the Shadow Clan, he has no right to refuse.

The day of **** and slavery came as scheduled, the giant beast attacked again, and the shadow and a group of leaders were sent to the back of the giant beast.

Standing on the back of the giant beast, the shadow's gaze looked at his father standing below.

But what he saw was his father's dodging eyes, and he finally turned his head away and stopped looking at him.

At that moment, Shadow's heart was close to the brink of collapse.

It was an honorable thing to sacrifice for his family in his father's story, but he couldn't be happy at all.

There are clearly better peers than him in the clan, such as the descendants of the nobles, why must it be me?

The giant beast spread its wings and flew, and the city below became smaller and smaller.

Shadow's heart is full of confusion about the future.

He felt that he was abandoned by his father and his family.

This journey lasted for most of the day, and they descended through the clouds to a black land.

The buildings here are all made from the bones of giant beasts.

The surface was covered with black mist.

On the first day of the arrival, the shadow and the people of the same age who came with him were sent into a mine.

Their task is simple, dig ore from the ground and deliver it to the watchman at the entrance of the mine in exchange for food.

In addition, the shadows and their peers also have a task to become the sparring objects of the new generation members of the Soulless Clan.

After a hard day's hard work, they will be sent to the arena to become playthings for the new generation of the Soulless Clan.

Especially the occasional hunting game.

As prey, shadows and clansmen can only hide in the arena, and they will be killed by members of the new generation of soulless clan if they are not careful.

Such a future is something the shadow has never imagined.

He thought about the myriad ways he could die.

For example, in order to expand the territory for the future of the Nether tribe, he finally died on the battlefield.

Or die in battle to protect the future of the Nether Race.

But he never thought that he would become the abandoned son of his clan and be given to his clan as a plaything.

At the age of 13, You Ying has already experienced the cruelty of the weak.

In the underground mine, in addition to their shadow clan members, there are also a group of members of other racial forces.

Cruelty not only occurs in the arena, but also in the almost dark underground world.

For the ore, they, who are both slaves, often kill each other.

Digging a treasured ore in an underground mine is not necessarily a good thing, and it will inevitably attract too many jealous eyes.

Because ore can be exchanged for food.

The quality of the food is linked to the quality of the ore.

Under the cruel living environment, You Ying saw the people die one by one with his own eyes.

In just a few months, one-third of the clan has died, and the shadow can't imagine how he will survive these ten years.

In order to survive, Shadow and the rest of the clan gradually learned cruelty.

In the living environment of the jungle, there is no cruelty, only death.

The heart has become indifferent in the battles again and again, the only thing that can make the shadow happy is when the treasure mine is dug.

When the shimmering precious ore was caught in his hands, the shadow knew that he could endure a difficult time again.

In just one year, more than half of the shadow's clansmen died.

Over the years, Shadow has gradually become numb to the cruel events happening around him.

In order to live better, he carefully hid a batch of ore in the depths of the mine.

The harsh living environment is easy to be injured, but the Soulless Clan will not give the wounded time to rest and recuperate.

Once the ore is not handed over, it is equivalent to being sentenced to death.

Some ore is kept in order to be able to hand over the ore on time in exchange for food even when injured.

Hoarding ores has become the only hobby in Shadow's cruel life.

Second year, third year...

The shadow gradually grew up, and he looked forward to returning to the clan one day.

It was his only hope of continuing to live.

Even if the clan abandoned him, at least there is still his father there, and the clan who are connected by blood are his only destination.

Year after year, Shadow became the old man in the mine.

He was the only one left in the same group of clansmen.

During this period, the shadow learned how to survive better in the mine, and the other slaves around him changed batch after batch, and he was always alive.

But the shadow's body is not as good as the day.

The fierce battles left indelible marks on his body again and again, and when he opened the torn clothes, he could see the scars that covered his body like centipedes.

In addition, some spiritual minerals dug out of the mines carry radiation damage.

For this reason, the shadow was branded with the root of the disease, and he often felt dizzy in his head.

As the decade draws closer, the small mine where he lives is covered in scratches used to record the date.

Hope was not far away, and he didn't want to give up.

Finally, ten years have come as scheduled.

When he carved his last mark in the mine.

He returned to the surface with joy, telling the watchers that his slave date had come.

But what was waiting was the ridicule of the soulless monitor:

"Ten years? You are so naive. Although your Nether Race is not as strong as my Soul Clan, it is not weak. Otherwise, we would have captured all of your Nether Race to mine in various mining areas... How could it be possible to only capture a batch of them? , this is essentially a transaction, for which my clan gave you the Nether clan reward, and you are just a commodity."

"So without a ten-year appointment, you will stay underground until you die..."

You Ying didn't listen to the follow-up words, but felt his head buzzing.

He had thought that the ten-year appointment might be a lie, but this idea was quickly suppressed in his heart.

It was his only hope of surviving, and he didn't want that hope to be dashed.

But the reality still pierced the lie and put the more cruel truth in front of him.

When he returned to the depths of the mine again, the shadow was completely desperate.

There will be no hope in the future, and he has been completely abandoned here by the clan.

That night, the flame of hatred was ignited in Shadow's chest.

The so-called glory of the Nether Race is nothing but a lie carefully woven by the nobles, the purpose is to better control the bottom race and create more benefits for them.

But he knew he couldn't get revenge.

He will never be able to escape this underground cage again in his life.

At that moment, the shadow suddenly lost the hope of life, and felt that life had no meaning.

Despair surged in Shadow's heart, and he struggled to dig out his "treasure house".

Looking at the various ores that emit a faint glow, the shadow is expressionless.

Collecting ore was his only recreation.

Now that he knows that he has been completely abandoned, these ores have become the only comfort in his heart.

Since living is no longer important, let's take these babies to death.

Thinking of this, the shadow reached out and picked up a piece of ore and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it with his teeth and swallowed it. If it was an unbreakable ore, just swallow it.

He wanted to leave this desperate world with these babies.

Teeth shattered and mouth became bloody, but Shadow continued to devour with a smirk.

His throat was torn apart by sharp ore fragments, and blood kept pouring out of his mouth, but he still endured the pain and continued to eat.

The blood stained the small mine where the shadow lived, and his consciousness gradually blurred, and he finally fell into a deep sleep.

Unbeknownst to Shadow, there was a treasure hidden in the ore he swallowed that changed his destiny.

That night, the shadow ushered in a turning point of fate.

I don't know how long I slept this sleep, it seems to be very short, but it is very long.

When the shadow opened his eyes and woke up, he found a boy about seven or eight years old standing in front of him.

The young man was dressed cleanly, obviously not a slave in the mine. He looked at him with a smile on his face and said:

"Yes, the eye of truth, really good!"

Facing the mysterious young man muttering to himself, Yu Ying felt doubts in his heart.

He didn't understand why he didn't die, why the broken teeth had recovered, and even the scars on his body disappeared.

Gu Tu

But he knew that all this was obviously related to the teenager in front of him.

"Shadow, right? Don't be suspicious, I saved you!"

"As for why I saved you, because you have merged with a miracle and fetish, the future is boundless. As long as you are not ridiculously stupid, I believe there will be a place for you in the future!"

"Who are you?!"

"You can call me Mo!"

After speaking, he took out a scroll that looked like a parchment, and reached out to him:

"Write your name on it with your blood, and I will give you a new life!"

"What's the meaning?"

"You can understand it as a transaction. After signing your name, I can give you the power to let you go out alive... In short, if you want to change your predetermined destiny, as long as you sign your name on it."

The young man's words seemed to have magic power, which made You Ying couldn't help believing.

When he thought of being able to go out alive, the shadow was still moved.

He doesn't know what it will cost to sign the name, but he has nothing to lose, and he has no psychological burden on this deal.

So Shadow bit his finger and signed his name at the end of the scroll.

After the young man put away the scroll, he couldn't help laughing:

"Why don't you read what's on the scroll."

"Is it important?"

"It's very important, you've become one of my bets on the future."

"What do I need to pay?"

"You don't need it now, your contribution will be in the future... In short, we will meet again in the future, and the experience here should be regarded as the experience on the way to growth!"

When the voice fell, the young man stretched out his hand and pointed at him, and Yu Ying suddenly felt that there were countless information emerging in his mind.

Body training exercises, mental attack techniques, Taoist formation plans, Ten Rings plans... As all kinds of information surged, You Ying felt the pain as if his head was about to burst, and then passed out.

When the shadow wakes up, the mysterious boy has disappeared, and he can suddenly understand the meaning of the information in his mind.

The mysterious boy gave him a treasure trove of knowledge.

The information here will help him live better.

But he didn't understand why the boy did this, and when would the future be in his mouth?

But at this time, the shadow has the courage to live.

He understands that the knowledge in his head will be the key to his escape from the cage.

Over the next few days, Shadow rekindled his confidence.

During this period, Shadow also noticed changes in his body. He found that his right eye could see things very clearly, even in a pitch-dark environment.

More importantly, as long as he looked at things carefully, detailed analytical information appeared in his right eye.

This reminds the shadow of the Eye of Truth in the mouth of the mysterious boy.

He also gradually understood what was going on.

Apparently, when he devoured the ore he collected, he accidentally ate a treasure.

It was this treasure that made him one of the targets of the mysterious teenager betting on the future.

Relatives are unreliable, and clansmen are unreliable... But the treasures in his collection gave him a new life, and gave him hope to move on.

At that moment, Shadow's mentality changed.

The spark of becoming a collector took root in his heart and gradually emerged.

In the days to come, You Ying began to practice various techniques and exercises in his mind.

If you lack the spiritual stones needed for cultivation, you will go to mine or **** the spiritual minerals that others have dug up.

As long as the spiritual ore is delivered on time, the remaining spiritual ore can become part of his cultivation resources.

Relying on the knowledge in his mind, the shadow began to grow rapidly.

Ten years and ten years.

He didn't know how strong he should become to escape the control of the Soulless Clan alive, so he buried himself in becoming stronger and continued to endure the oppression and torture from the Soulless Clan.

Shadow gradually became the "old man" who lived the longest in the mine.

Collecting ores has become Shadow's biggest hobby.

Every time he spends his cultivation, he feels distressed, but he understands that if he wants to go out, these efforts are necessary.

Only when you become stronger will you have the opportunity to collect more ores.

The dark mine has become a treasured place where shadows hibernate and accumulate strength. Through the eye of truth, he can clearly see which areas of the mine have precious ores in the depths, so he doesn't need to dig around like luck.

Time flies by like a white horse.

Even Shadow had forgotten how long he had been in the mine.

The small mine where he lived was already full of scratches, and new scratches could no longer be tolerated.

Finally, Shadow decided to make a move.

On this day, he was called by the watchers to the arena of the Soulless Race as a sparring partner.

The target of this training is the new generation members of that year.

After so many years, there was a flame mark on the face of that new generation member, which symbolized the high level of the Soulless Clan.

Beside him stood a young child.

This time sparring is also a game, just like every previous sparring.

But Shadow did not give him another chance.

After so many years of bullying, he chose to endure each time and greeted him with a smile.

But this time, he didn't want to continue.

When the shadow's arm easily penetrated the body of the sparring target who had become the top level of the Lost Soul Clan, he found that he who was once invincible was so weak.

At that moment, the shadow completely bid farewell to her past self.

The sudden burst of power tore the body of the top of the Soulless Clan into pieces, setting off an energy storm in the arena.

He couldn't help laughing wildly.

Facing the silhouettes attacking from all directions, the shadow no longer suppressed his power.

Soon the arena was stained red with blood.

After the battle, the shadow slowly came to the child who had been frightened, squatted down and rubbed his head, smiled and said:

"Hate me? Give you a chance to kill me in the future!"

The voice fell, and the shadow flew to the sky, to the freedom in my heart.

When he returned to the city already hazy in his memory, the flame of his vengeance blazed.

The betrayals of the past are now repaid one by one.

When he set foot on the nether palace, the **** killing began.

In the face of the shadow, the high-level members of the nether clan rose up to resist, but they all seemed vulnerable in front of the shadow.

When the nobleman who once wanted to look up crawled in front of him and begged bitterly, the shadow showed no mercy in his heart, and waved his hand to chop off his head.

He left none of the nobles, and killed them all.

In the days to come, Shadow became the new owner of Nether City.

He made new rules and killed all opponents, and he had no mercy for his own people.

The revenge of the Soulless Race is coming soon.

When he was asked by the Soulless Clan to hand over the murderer, the shadow sat on the throne of the underworld, which symbolized power, and laughed.

He took the initiative to launch a race war against the Soulless Race.

His father was sent to the front by him.

The battle lasted for several years, and his father was killed in the battle.

When receiving this news, Shadow's heart did not fluctuate in the slightest.

Relatives are not trustworthy, and clansmen are not trustworthy, only the baby will not betray the master.

In the end, under the leadership of the shadow, the nether clan paid a heavy price to win the final victory, but the nether clan also killed most of the clan because of this battle.

When the shadow stepped over countless corpses and sat on the throne of the Zombie Clan, overlooking the corpses in the hall, he let out hysterical laughter.

He is a tyrant in the eyes of his people, and cruelty is his motto.

But Shadow doesn't care about these evaluations.

He walks the road in the future by himself, and the clansmen are just tools for his growth.

When Shadow opened the treasury of the Soulless, he greedily watched everything he saw.

The killing and plundering in the future are also for the accumulation of wealth.

Killing for the rise of the race? Plunder for the continuation of the race? These reasons are **** in Shadow's eyes.

His morals do not need others to understand.

In order to build a treasure trove that can accommodate huge wealth, Shadow began to learn the knowledge about the space system ability in his mind.

During this period, the footsteps of the Shadow Conquest did not stop.

Even if all the clansmen died in battle, he didn't care at all, and continued to kill and enslave everywhere, forming a new army.

During this period, countless lives sacrificed their lives for him to gather wealth.

But Shadow only cares about wealth.

Wealth is part of his strength and the cornerstone of his future, and they will not betray their masters.

Until You Ying encountered the strongest racial force on the first floor of the Demon Prison, the "Cangyan Clan", his army was scattered in this battle, and the Nether City was destroyed.

But the shadow relied on many treasures to defend itself and escaped.

This further strengthened his love for treasures.

Afterwards, the first floor of the Demon Prison became a hunting ground for shadows.

He was alone, plundering resources everywhere.

More and more wealth is stored in the space, and the space he built with his own hands gradually can no longer accommodate his wealth.

In the end, the shadow imitated the description of "Miracle World", consuming all the rare resources left by the ancestors of the ghost family to create a new space prototype, and constantly filling in spiritual materials for improvement.

During this period, the Cangyan clan's pursuit of him became more and more fierce.

Realizing that this world has no place for him, the shadow has the idea of leaving.

There are two paths before him.

One leads to the other small worlds of the domain world, and the other leads to the human world.

Compared with other small worlds, Shadow chose the human world.

He knew that there was the future.

The signs of the general trend are becoming more and more obvious, and the realm world will eventually wither.

Even the Cang Yan Clan was already preparing to evacuate this world, so it would be meaningless for him to stay here.

When crossing the Tongtian Road, the shadow was lucky not to encounter the Tongtian warrior, and successfully descended on the western world of the human world.

There are various fields near the area where he is located, and there are no traces of human beings.

Looking at the blue sky and the dazzling sun, breathing the air of another world, a cruel smile appeared on the shadow's face.

He knew that a new journey had begun.

He will be a collector of the new world in front of him, looking for new treasures and welcoming a new future.

Constantly plundering~www.mtlnovel.com~ The shadows destroyed several nearby field fields with their own hands, plundering the wealth accumulated by the nearby ethnic groups.

The brand-new space he created by himself is gradually perfected with the filling of countless resources.

When the magnificent city was born in the void, the shadow stood in the void, laughing with open arms, as if to embrace a new future.

Shadow named the space city Shadow City.

At that time, he also vowed to fill the city with countless treasures.

When the shadow stepped into the shadow city, sat on the shadow throne made of countless treasures, and glanced at the wealth accumulated over the centuries.

That's when the final piece of the puzzle for the future wicked collector was filled.

(This chapter belongs to the side story, and the plot of the shadow is not over yet.)