Chapter 359 Chapter 352. In front of the King’s Palace
The earth cracked into canyons, magma spewed toward the ground, and turned into pitch-black scorched earth in heavy rains. With the awakening of the Supreme Being in the earth veins, the entire landscape was abruptly changed.
"Is this...the Black King?"
Ange looked at the hellish scene in front of him and sighed slightly.
Humanity's understanding of this real dark emperor is really limited. The secret party may have made enough preparations, but who would have thought that this king would make the whole world boil just by waking up. What they are facing now is not only
The Black King also faces the danger of the world collapsing at any time. This is probably the most serious crisis in human history.
Fortunately... this king doesn't seem to be fully awake.
He was still taking a nap in the rift valley and seemed to be recovering his strength.
"He must be killed..."
Ange looked at the dark figure in the rift valley with an extremely solemn expression. It was a ferocious body covered with black lins. It was not as huge as a mountain. It seemed to be only more than ten meters tall. Yes, he was tall! He was like a giant.
, but with a dragon head, Angers had no doubt that this guy could stand up and walk upright.
The half-human, half-dragon body is full of power. This is the most suitable posture for fighting. At this moment, the king is taking a nap on the throne of the earth. With his breathing, the magma is constantly rising and falling, surrounded by fire, and surging sparks.
When it hit his pitch-black scales, it was instantly extinguished, reflecting a dead black light.
"Dong dong dong——"
His heart was beating vigorously, and it was getting faster and faster, and the strength seemed to be rising continuously. The majestic sound of the beating heart was like a war drum that destroyed the world, making the earth tremble.
"He must be killed before he fully wakes up!"
Yes, this is the unanimous judgment of everyone. Black King Nidhogg, just appearing in this world, is pushing the world to destruction. If he waits for him to fully wake up, the whole world will return to nothingness, and the whole world will return to its original state.
The era of mankind will be ended by him.
The red sky reflected on the faces of the old people, and the apocalyptic scene made these elderly people feel powerless.
"It's easy to say..." Henkel's voice was low, "Then the question is...how do we get in front of him?"
Just like he said, the king's palace is not so easy to reach.
How could the Dark Emperor's resurrection be possible without bringing thousands of troops with him?
Things are constantly struggling to crawl out of the dark scorched earth. They are all kinds of creatures, regardless of species, that were buried here when the emperor revived. Now they have been given a new life and live for the emperor.
Twisted figures trembled and climbed up one after another. They had ferocious black scales on their bodies and sharp claws. They gathered together and formed a dark patch to guard the sleeping king.
"Are these Deadpools?" Someone frowned.
"The number is really too much..."
Facing the black tide of dead soldiers, the old people flinched a little. This was almost a losing battle. They might not even be qualified to meet the king.
The emperor in the distance closed his eyes tightly and didn't even bother to look at them.
This is contempt, contempt from the Supreme.
Insignificant humans are not even qualified to become this supreme opponent.
"We're all here, you don't want to back down, do you?"
Angers' face was unexpectedly calm, but anyone who knew him would see that he was actually angrier than ever before.
Not everyone is afraid of the majesty of the emperor, such as him, Hilbert Jean Angers.
He has been waiting for this day for too long.
"Black Emperor? I will make you regret for looking down on human beings."
Ange is currently wearing a black combat uniform, with a commemorative folding knife on his waist. Unfortunately, this folding knife is not suitable for the current scene. However, he also carries a knife on his back.
The alchemical knife refined by the vice principal himself is probably the most powerful equipment that humans can forge.
Facing the oncoming endless deadpool, Ange showed madness on his face.
He drew his sword with both hands and rushed into the black tide.
"Come on, let's start fighting!"
When everyone saw Angers going forward, they no longer hesitated and picked up their swords and guns to attack. Because fear was useless, they had no way out. This was a war that would determine the survival of the world. If they failed, no matter where they hid, they would be dead.
Ichijo, all I can do now is live towards death!
"Don't worry! I'll be there to hold you back!"
The sudden voice made them more confident, because it was the voice of the vice principal.
They saw the dusty old cowboy, holding a long knife in his hand and riding a motorcycle at high speed. The secret silver knife left silver marks on the ground.
The old cowboy rushed to the battlefield carrying the treasures he had hidden for many years, and carved his highest masterpiece in the surrounding area.
He held the silver knife in his hand and cut his palm, and the bright red blood flowed down the tip of the knife. He stabbed the long knife into the ground, and the blood poured into the ground along the long knife, covering the marks with silver powder.
"Word Spirit·Discipline!"
The old cowboy roared like crazy, and blood flowed down his palms like money. When the bright red blood stained the entire alchemy matrix, a huge domain spread out from his body, almost covering the entire black tide formed by Deadpool.
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He used the commandments to divide the battlefield and weaken Deadpool's power, so that others could stand outside the commandments and use long-range weapons to camp.
"Ange, if you can't kill him, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"
The vice-principal cursed Ange who was rushing to the front, shouting at the top of his lungs.
However, upon hearing his scolding, Ange, who was rushing in front, smiled, "I knew you would come..."
There was a bloody outburst!
Anger forced a bloodbath to offset the effect of the commandments. Using the spirit of speech, the large-scale commandment effects were not concentrated. After the bloodbath, he could completely ignore it, but these deadpools could not! Feeling that the deadpools around him had been weakened a lot, Angers
Re cut his own wrist with a long knife, the knife was very heavy, and the blood flew wildly as he ran.
Almost at the same time, the black tide-like dead waiters suddenly turned to look at the oncoming old man. The golden color of their speech spirits was much weaker due to the precepts suppressing their bloodline, but they still looked at Angers with greedy eyes.
Seemingly attracted by the blood, they focused their target on the old man. No matter how many other people fired their guns and cannons, they all just pounced on the old man like crazy.
The Holy Cut fell, and bullets were accurately embedded in Deadpool's head. His head exploded like fireworks, announcing their death like a decree. Henkel looked at the old madman rushing at the front and felt ashamed. Angers
This guy is like a lunatic, using his own blood to attract the deadpools around him to hit his blade. He is obviously an assassin in time, but now he is turning into a berserker and dancing wildly in the dark tide.
However, Angers was the only one among the people present who was able to fight freely in such a dense group of Deadpools despite the commandments.
Angers' eyes were filled with lava-like gold. In his eyes, Deadpool's movements were as slow as a special-photography movie. He was like a vandal walking in a wax museum, passing by each statue with a long knife in his hand.
Scarlet blooms everywhere you pass.
Affected by his blood, the Deadpools raged like hungry beasts, crying like babies that penetrated people's hearts. They rushed forward in confusion, without any order, and some even stepped on their companions who were not running fast enough.
He moved forward, his sharp claws trampling his flesh and blood, and he rushed towards Angers desperately.
"come on!"
Angers shouted excitedly, and the smell of death made him even more excited. Everyone should know that the principal of Kassel College is actually the biggest murderer in the college. At this moment, the anger he had suppressed for many years finally no longer hides, and the murderer
The true nature of the embryo is exposed.
He wielded the long knife and cut off the heads of each Deadpool without any mercy. He even hoped that these guys would take pictures and come one by one. It would be better if he could hold the knife without moving and hit them by himself.
Obviously these deadpools will not be so obedient. Although they are all coming towards him, they will not line up.
"Angers, slow down! Do you really think you are a Spartan?" Henkel yelled. Angers was going crazy and rushed so fast that they couldn't keep up.
"Is this the level of Kassel College? Can't it keep up?"
A rough and arrogant voice came from nowhere. Henkel was about to curse back when he heard the voice, but the black wave rising in the distance made him shut his mouth.
That was when the Deadpool group was overturned, a large area of Deadpool was instantly cut in half, a red and black wave set off in the Deadpool group, and a black sun rose high above.
That is the day of judgment and blackness!
Eri's trial cut off the path forward for the Deadpools. Uesugoshi carried a lot of long-collected Japanese swords on his back, holding two handles with both hands, drawing a perfect arc in the air, two mottled,
The arms with exposed veins are still strong and powerful.
He stood in front of Eriyi, with his upper body bare, revealing the same dark tattoo on his back, with an excited smile on his face.
"You two protect Eriyi, and I will go to Ange to settle old scores!"
He gave instructions to Minamoto Chisheng and Minamoto Chino girls who were guarding Eryi on both sides, and then rushed towards the group of Deadpools with the black sun on his head.
The blade draws a perfect circle, the arc is red and shiny, and the black sun is as silent as death. He walks in the tide of dead soldiers, like the god of death walking in the world. Anything that comes close to him will be swallowed by the dark sun.
Henkel couldn't refute Uesugoshi's words, because their level was indeed not that outrageous.
This guy is like a humanoid tyrannosaurus running rampant among the Deadpools. If Ange relies on skills, he relies on pure brute force and the powerful speech spirit brought by his bloodline.
Everyone listened blankly to the ancient testimony chanted by the old man. At this moment, Uesugoshi was like a Buddha statue standing in the flowing clouds and flames, extremely calm and majestic.
Everyone held their breath subconsciously, witnessing this scene that looked like the presence of a god. Rather than saying this was a spirit, it was better to say it was a memorial ceremony, a memorial ceremony for reaching the realm of the Dragon King in a mere human body.
If there was no Black King in the distance, they would even believe that this guy was the descendant of a dragon king!
"This...is this something humans can do?"
"This is the emperor, the emperor from Japan, the last legitimate royal blood of Japan." Beowulf looked solemn. After the White King incident, they, as school directors, had more or less investigated the intelligence about Japan, "This is Ang.
Did Re Ming come here? I heard they used to be old friends."
Everyone looked at the black sun in the sky with joy. Now they no longer worried about where the people came from. As long as they were human beings, they would be their help. In the face of a critical moment for the survival of mankind, no one would care who the friendly forces are.
, as long as you help kill the Black King, we will be good friends!
But they may have never considered a problem, just like people who have never climbed Mount Everest can never imagine the scenery on the top of the mountain.
The secret party has been groping for thousands of years, but still only reached the edge of dragon civilization.
Uesugi Yue is still just an individual approaching the Dragon King in a human body, so how terrifying is the Black King in the deepest part of that civilization who is facing such a large-scale word spirit explosion in front of them and is still not disturbed in his sleep?
How could Nidhogg, the Black King, not feel the elemental fluctuations erupting around him? But he was still sleeping to recover his strength, and he didn't even breathe quickly. Maybe there are only two possibilities. One is that he really
He was fast asleep and was not woken up.
Another way... is that the power people are showing now is not enough to alarm him.
He seemed to be falling asleep in the audience watching the clowns on the stage performing boring tricks.
The black sun slowly rotated, devouring the air at an alarming speed and setting off violent winds. In an instant, the wind direction of the entire battlefield changed towards Uesugoshi. Those dead soldiers who rushed towards Angers were swept up by the fierce wind.
Ange also turned to look at Uesugi who was walking towards him in the distance. The two old men looked at each other with provocative smiles on their faces.
"Are they... robbing monsters?" Someone couldn't help complaining.
"Stop talking nonsense. If you have time to talk nonsense, why don't you give me more firepower!" Henkel cursed while reloading the bullets in his gun, "Don't you see that the quantity is not small at all?"
Yes, when people thought that Ange and Uesugoshi had killed many Deadpools, they found that the number of Deadpools was no different from before, and they were still a mass of darkness.
"How many Deadpools are there exactly here?"
Even Uesugi Koshi couldn't help but frown. The tide of Deadpools was blocking their way to the Emperor's Palace. If this continued, they would not be able to reach the Black King and would be overwhelmed by the Deadpools.
Uesugoshi swung his sword again, and the black sun shrank suddenly. The suddenly strengthened wind pulled the large group of Deadpools over. Before they could reach Uesugoshi, they were ignited by the blazing high temperature. However, near the thin air of the black sun, they
It will not burn violently, but the body will glow red and shiny, like burning charcoal, and finally turn into dust.
Uesugoshi walked forward leisurely and walked to Angers side.
He swung his knife and smashed the burning corpse guard into pieces. When the pieces touched the edge of the black sun, they turned into snow-white ashes, forming a vast white soot around the two of them.
"I don't know." Angers replied calmly, "But it seems unrealistic to kill them all."
"Then we go straight to Huanglong?"
A smile appeared on Uesugoshi's face, and he roared and swung his sword. The roar was as shocking as a giant dragon. At this moment, he looked like a real humanoid dragon, and the long sword burned red was like his claws.
He waved his claws to open up a path, advancing straight through the group of Deadpools like a chariot.
"Sure enough, I was right to call you here!" Ange smiled excitedly.
"That's right, that's right!" Uesugi laughed and scolded, "I'll leave it to you when I get to the Black King later..."
"Um……"
Angers could hear that Uesugoshi's voice was somewhat breathless. Although he seemed to be in good condition, he knew that using the word spirit in this way was still too heavy a burden for the old man. Even if he could reach the Black King, he would not have the strength to wave to the emperor.
Knife.
Angers followed Uesugi Yue to conserve his energy. The two old men who were so old that they should have been in wheelchairs wandering under the shade of the trees in the nursing home were currently fighting their way through the endless crowd of dead soldiers.
If this was an ordinary war, it would probably end with them breaking through the enemy formation and killing the enemy general.
But... no one is sure whether these two old men can kill the Black King sitting here.
"Can they succeed?" someone asked.
"No, they don't need to kill the Black King with their own hands." Schneider's hoarse voice sounded in everyone's headphones, "According to the plan, they only need to limit the Black King's movement range to within the shooting range."
"That's right." Pompeii's voice also sounded, "I've already made preparations here. As long as I make sure that the Black King will not avoid it, I can give him a full shot."
Everyone looked up at the sky in unison. Out of their sight, above the dark clouds, the Sword of Damocles was ready.
"I hope this guy can be killed..."
This is the unanimous thought in everyone's mind. They just hope that the Black King's vitality is not as strong as someone else's. It doesn't matter even if it is stronger. As long as it can be killed, there will always be a way.
The trial divided the battlefield into two halves to guard the last front line of mankind. On one side was the dark Deadpool, and on the other side were the humans gathered together. Minamoto and Minamoto stayed by Eri's side to eliminate some fish that slipped through the net.
The old men of Cassel College led the students to bombard the group of deadpools, as if they wanted to relieve some pressure on the two old men who were carrying heavy loads.
Angers and Uesugoshi approached the supreme throne step by step, stepping on bones and blood with every step.
Who would have thought that on the final battlefield, these humans would only be able to rely on two old men?
But one thing is certain, that is, these two old men are almost the strongest combat power that humans can use.
Although tens of thousands of people have died, there is no better way to describe these two old desperadoes. They crushed the bones of dragons, their roars drowned out the roars of dragons, their pale hair was dyed blood, and one of them was for
Revenge, one person is for protection.
"Ange, are you sure your speech spirit will be useful to this guy?"
Uesugoshi asked Ange breathlessly.
He knew that other than strengthening his own body, the word spirit had no effect in fighting dragons above the Dragon King level, including his own Black Sun, but for some reason, Anger's word spirit was special.
It is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to train Time Zero to such an extent. Speaking of which, Time Zero itself is not a very strong speech spirit, but Ange can use this speech spirit to defeat himself as the emperor. Although he is a little unconvinced, but
Uesugoshi recognized Ange's strength.
But it is useless for him to admit it now. It depends on whether the dozing emperor admits it or not.
"Of course! Otherwise I wouldn't be here."
Angre looked at the Black King not far away with burning eyes.
It's close, it's close, he will soon be able to fulfill his long-cherished wish!