Chapter 24 The Legend of Non-Existence

Author: Going to the Winter

Chapter 24 The Legend of Non-Existence

The smoke and dust spread, slowly blocking the mouth and nose.

Yi Cha pulled out the Yin Iron Scimitar with his backhand and used all his strength to block the blood rain that was flying downwards.

A muffled sound like chopping wood.

The scimitar splits the tip of the destruction cone, unobstructed.

This went too smoothly—so Yicha retreated back without any pause—as sure, the tip of the scarlet spear was flowing together again, poking at the position he had just been.

He hadn't had time to be glad that he could escape the attack.

“Huh…”

The flies in their mind began to ring in surprise.

"You are so awesome...Dear...You are so awesome...I don't know you are so awesome...oh...If I had known you were so awesome..." They made a gentle buzzing sound.

"But no!!!!"

The sound was as sharp as a steel needle for a moment.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,

The Fly Orchestra played roaring music along with Bethibu's score.

Bessib's words washed over him like a tsunami.

I saw that my heart felt like a pinched balloon, almost bursting.

This is really terrible.

Fortunately, his mind can still be turned...

Yifumi came in the wind, and his convex eyes looked ahead without expression.

He even maintained a defensive posture.

"I know if you don't say it. You have also used the power of faith..."

I forced myself to continue procrastinating with my words.

He almost coughed while talking, and his wings, which were pointed by his arms, became soft and weak.

Do I still have a chance?

He quickly glanced down with his light and adjusted his position.

A brief quarter breath.

Evomi saw his flaw and appeared in front of his face with a gun.

After checking, I raised my sword and tried my best to block it. The Yin iron scimitar and the destruction cone were in conflict.

The black particles erupted and scattered, and scarlet fragments exploded like blood needles in the sky.

I gasped hard, and my arm was sore like an electric shock.

The wound on his forehead began to become sour and numb. He could feel a small stream of golden blood flowing disobediently across his chin and leaving his body.

Swish-

A pair of wide horns on Evomi's head burned and rushed towards him with a strong wind.

His figure surged ten feet again, and the night sky was completely covered by his head.

No choice.

Use tired wings to wrap your body around and make your body a streamlined shape with the least resistance.

Gravity took him to the point.

The millions of sharp scarlet fragments that destroyed the destruction cone rubbed past his head.

Yifumi did not hesitate and then fell to chase after him.

Two people are one in front and one behind, and are approaching quickly towards the ground.

"You rely on the earth for God and accumulate the power of faith in believers."

As he fell, he almost coughed out his lungs.

"And the identity you make them worship will naturally not be a small wandering demon, but a god of destruction with infinite power. This has changed your path..."

Evomi's face changed. He grabbed the handle of the spear with four arms at the same time and stabbed it hard in Yicha.

The rain of evil flames pours out.

Fragments of blood poured out.

The corrosive smoke from destruction pours out.

Three cones of different colors look like three weird nets, looking for the cover.

"I'm right?"

With Cham stretched out his hand and grabbed it, the broken upper body of a demon sculpture with an archer-like shape flew in the air, blocking the three cones for him and touching his part.

Three nets broke a small hole and passed around him. The demon sculpture exploded into pieces in the air.

Dozens of large statue fragments hit his face and neck, marking a slender wound.

This thing can cut me...

Under the complete suppression of Bezebu's personal status, the part of his body that belonged to the demon was completely locked, and he was as fragile as a rag doll.

The body without transformation is facing the destruction hand Ivod. And the incurable power will only bring worsening destruction.

Can you still withstand the next blow?

No matter what.

He continued:

"You have completed the change... No, you have not changed the field, so you just upgraded."

The wind whistles.

The red ten layers of the disaster stone tower passed by the eyes like bamboo joints, and the golden blood on the forehead continued to gush out and flew out in the flames of wind.

I closed my eyes and my voice was weak. Even so, he must ask what he wanted.

"I don't know how you changed your anchor - maybe it has something to do with your name changing. I don't know what conditions you promised your believers to complete the transformation... and it has something to do with your family?"

Snap-

The air was torn apart by Evril's roar.

The sound of breaking through the air.

He threw out a spear.

Destroy the destruction cone. The deadly blood rain suddenly enveloped the eyes of the investigation.

In the material field of view, the tip of the destruction cone quickly magnified in front of him.

With his fragile body, an irresistible blow.

at the same time.

He passed the penultimate section of the Disaster Stone Tower.

Wow!

The water is shining crystal clear and splashing all over the sky.

It fell heavily into the round pool on the courtyard floor.

That familiar pool of clear water.

The one who prayed here three thousand years ago by the Fallen Angels.

The one who is still praying here today.

Three thousand years of prayer.

Open your eyes to check.

White light.

The white light of order surrounded him.

The energy of order surrounded him.

Because of the uninterrupted prayer for three thousand years, a pool of holy water produced surrounded him.

I clenched the corner chain with his name engraved, his anchor point.

The flies seemed to have a premonition and they were upset.
To be continued...