Chapter 124 The Stone of Destiny that Ends Destiny, the Guardian of Humanity on the Throne
Under the blessing of the evil Christ, emerald green energy was continuously poured into Dio's body, interfering with and destroying the operation of the Philosopher's Stone, and her repair mechanism was temporarily stuck.
To be precise, Dio integrated the energy of the 'Philosopher's Stone' with her own heart when she was unable to control her dominance. At this moment, her heart was exploded and suppressed by the 'Evil Christ'. Under the continuous influence of the evil energy,
, coincidentally causing 'repair and regeneration' to stop.
"You can't kill me! You can't kill me! Because I'm immortal!" After gradually feeling that this serious injury was different from the past, Dio started to chant crazily to embolden himself.
Bai Lang lowered his head and said seriously: "I will definitely... kill you!"
"I'm not willing to give in! I'm not convinced! Oatlander, you bastard, scum, villain! I don't believe you are a witcher, you are just a despicable, shameless and sanctimonious liar! You deceived Jonathan and deceived George.
, deceived everyone! Tell me, how many people have you deceived?!"
"Innocent! Do you remember how many slices of bread you have eaten so far?" Bai Lang sneered, Dio's heart had been defeated and his will began to collapse.
After receiving the 'boss template unlocking prompt', he was in a good mood, enjoying the intense BGM, looking down at the confused Miss Dior, enjoying her astonishment and shock.
"You actually... admitted it?"
Dior was at a loss for words, choked, unable to say anything...then he collapsed weakly, looking confusedly at the clouds over Westminster Abbey, letting the rain wet his golden hair, lying on the ground as if giving up the struggle?
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The life energy in the body is passing away little by little. No matter the 'life blood' stored by the bloodthirsty or the 'evil energy' squeezed out by the overdrawn cells, there is only enough for him to struggle for the last minute. He must kill the opponent as soon as possible to win the game.
locking.
Looking around, Bailang's eyes were attracted by the ancient pointed-backed chair sitting high on the steps in front of the altar... It was the throne that kings in the past could only sit on when they were crowned. And underneath this throne, there was a large square stone.
Known as the 'Scoon Stone'.
This sacred stone was originally the traditional coronation seat of the King of Scotland and a symbol of power; it was brought to London by Edward I in 1297 and took over the national destiny of the British Empire. In Celtic mythology, it is one of the four legendary pieces of Ireland.
One of the most precious treasures is the 'Stone of Destiny'. It is also said to come from the ancient Egyptian pantheon. It is also the stone that Jacob rested on when he dreamed of the Stairway to Heaven in the Bible.
If it were in the moon world, this would undoubtedly be a legendary 'miraculous stone' that absorbed the power and concepts of three divine systems. It could pull out an SSR krypton-gold big (unfortunate) breasted heroic spirit from the cliff.
But in the ripple world, it is still a heavy sacred stone, a manifestation of Great Britain's destiny, an 'antique' that comes out of myth! Far from comparable to the mythical King Arthur.
"O fate!"
As the sound of Bailang fell, there was a "creak...creak" friction sound from under the throne. The black thorns were bending down and exerting their strength to drag out the heavy stone bit by bit, then lifted it up... towards the center of the hall.
Come.
Looking at the floating 'Stone of Destiny', Dio's face changed wildly. Urged by the desire to survive, he begged for mercy: "No! You can't kill me! Outlander, I admit defeat, I surrender to you!
You win, you win, stop it! You are no longer a human being and will never be accepted by human society again. We are the same kind. I am willing to be your servant, don’t kill me..."
Bai Lang narrowed his eyes and ignored Dio's pleading. He raised his head and soaked in the falling rain to wash away the blood on his face. His thoughts were already immersed in the melody of "Voodoo Kingdom"...
i'm a pions guy who try to be(I'm just a guy who wants to try to the limit)
Desire for destruction, happiness, blossoming (killing, destruction, happiness, sublimation)
Knowledge blooms, bite off bite off (let wisdom blossom, the weak eat the strong, the strong is king!)
violence i write off goin' goin' mad(No amount of killing is enough to explain my evil)
During the music, he raised his hands high and took the 'Stone of Destiny' brought by the black thorns. The last evil energy in his body burst out and was transferred from his hands to this 'holy stone'!
At this moment, Bailang is not fighting alone!
The high kings in Irish history, the coronators of the Scottish throne, countless British kings since 1297, even the angels in heaven, the Celtic elves, the gods of ancient Egypt, and even the ruler of the Burning Legion in another universe.
Sargeras, send him a blessing at this moment!
"It's over, Dio..., the evil-colored destiny stone hammer!"
Bai Lang roared and smashed the sacred stone, which symbolized destiny, on Dio's head.
This is a blow from fate!
Power enough to crush the fate of this 'lucky' guy!
Dio: "No! Don't come over!"
Boom!
Huge boulders were heavily embedded in the stone slabs of the ground, and cracks broke out on the ground that kept spreading. The dark cathedral returned to deathly silence, and apart from the music that was still playing, there was only the rain that kept falling.
Bailang did not receive the "kill prompt" from the paradise. Dio's headless body was still twitching violently, with veins popping out in his hands, and he was digging at the floor, like some kind of conditioned reflex behavior.
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At this time, the white waves have run out of oil and light, and even standing up is very difficult.
He coughed up blood while checking the storage space, and finally took out an injection of 'Primary Deteriorated Devil's Bloodline', squatted down and punctured Dio's artery, and gave an injection... Then, he took out a homemade 'Burning Blood' injection...
Blood, the solvent of evil energy, was injected into Dio's arteries again.
Vampires, devils, the Philosopher's Stone, high-concentration demonic energy... a variety of forces gathered in a body without a head and a will, and fierce conflicts broke out, which later triggered a rejection reaction.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He knew a common sense in the paradise: bloodline conflicts are fatal! Therefore, his eighth wife will strictly guard against all foreign bloodlines that change the life form, and even
Most magic refuses to be practiced.
Just as Bai Lang was hesitating whether to inject another 'Devil's Blood' to add contamination, Dio's body began to shake violently.
He stood up holding the cross and stepped back step by step.
Finally, Dio's body could no longer hold up and began to implode.
Whether her body can still survive? But his soul has been terminated and completely destroyed by the "Evil Christ, the Stone of Destiny, and the Killing of Bailang".
The reminder of paradise came to his mind, and the 'ring of darkness' like a tattoo on his wrist suddenly burned, extracting something from Mingming. He seemed to understand Dio's unwilling shouts and screams.
That was when the paradise was recycling valuable firewood, completely stripping out all the pollutants of 'Dior' from the 'Akasha Records' of this world, and bringing them back to the paradise for burning.
A light green key floated up, and Bai Lang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He reached out and pulled out the bloodthirsty stick on his temple, discarded it on the ground, walked out of the large hole in the dome step by step, dripping with rain and blood, and staggered towards the 'pointed chair' where Edward I was crowned, leaving behind a
Traces of ground water.
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Brother Lang is a decent person and is very particular about his own death. As long as conditions permit, he will definitely arrange it properly and decently.
He climbed up the high platform step by step, and finally sat on the throne where only the British royal family could be crowned. He leaned weakly on the back of the chair, holding the severed bronze hand of the Virgin embedded in his chest with both hands, and gritted his teeth to pull it out little by little.
Listening to the sound of raindrops, his breathing became lower and weaker...
The pseudo-great guardian of justice, 'Otlander', is a born brave. Hidden in his pursuit of justice is the deepest golden spirit of mankind. For him, playing with Dior's life is as natural as breathing.
Destroying evil is as simple as dressing and eating.
? to be continued……recommendation vote
***The author has something to say***
You just want Little Didi to ascend to heaven, then... if you wish.