Chapter 696 The Southern Continent War·Father is kind and son is filial
Light.
Endless light falls from the sky like a sharp sword.
Breaking through the thick clouds.
A roar faintly resounded in everyone's heart.
Not long after, the blazing sun rose, returning warmth to this ancient land.
Klein looked up.
Thoughtful in my heart.
Although Amon did not do it himself.
but……
Adam is better.
"This is the power of the dual-sequence true gods." He took a long breath, and the desire in his heart became a little more urgent.
Sequence 3 is too weak.
Klein retracted his gaze and whispered: "Let's do it step by step. First, we must end this war."
As soon as she finished speaking, Lynn poked her head out of the button, with a look of horror on her face.
"It's so scary. The sun god and all that. It's really scary."
She is an elf who has revived from the dark ages. She has personally experienced the "ancient sun god" sweeping across the world, fighting wildly across the world, and rising like Long Aotian.
Adam's predecessor made all the ancient gods cry for father and mother. As a follower of the Elf King, Lynn naturally had a deep shadow on the 'sun'.
Klein was quite amused and deliberately frightened her: "My relationship with the Sun God is very good. If you have any bad thoughts about me... Humph!"
"Don't dare, don't dare, absolutely don't dare." Lynn shook her head like a rattle, "I told you, I just had a premonition that something good would happen around you, so I followed you."
Speaking of this, she suddenly felt aggrieved: "Who would have thought that Guang and you have been suffering for so long, wuwu."
Six-armed girl sobbing·jpg
The 'god of luck' has become less lucky.
No matter what you think, Klein Moretti, it's all your fault!
Klein just wanted to tease Lynn and didn't want to actually make her cry.
Also, what's going on with this tone?
It makes me look like a scumbag who failed a girl...
"OK OK."
He comforted softly: "I'm joking with you a little, but actually I'm not familiar with the Sun God at all."
With a slight cough, he deliberately changed the topic, "Dear God of Luck, the beautiful Miss Lynn, let me use your super intuition to judge, what should I do next to achieve the greatest degree of good luck?
"
Lynn has a great personality.
I really stopped crying after hearing what Klein said.
She blinked her eyes, looked at Klein seriously, and then shook her head with a strange look on her face, "Sorry, I can't see anything from you, but just based on feeling... you seem to be a bit unlucky."
Hearing this, three black lines appeared on Klein's head.
No matter how hard things get, sister--
Feeling bored, he shrugged and simply stopped talking.
Lynn laughed a few times, as if she wanted to say something else.
Suddenly, a vague warning flashed by, and she retracted Klein's button.
"Huh?" Klein felt something.
But he saw Amon come back, showing a relaxed smile and saying to Klein: "How is it? I am very efficient in doing things, right?"
"High, high, high! Brother Meng is tall and hard!" Klein did not hesitate to praise him.
He rubbed his hands and looked at Amon expectantly.
Amon didn't mean to make fun of him, so he threw a cross necklace over casually.
"Take it, don't lose it. I found that you have a habit of throwing things around. This is a bad habit and you need to change it."
This is what I said...
Hard to refute.
Klein smiled awkwardly.
The 'Black Iron Cross' returned to his side, and he truly felt the intimacy of blood connection.
Long time no see, another me!
Amon left just as quickly as he came.
With a bang, it turned into a cluster of flames and disappeared between heaven and earth, as if he just came to say hello to Klein and act as a courier.
He left in a hurry, without even having time to exchange a few words.
Klein guessed that brothers Amon and Adam must have gotten into trouble with the "Lord of Storms" and couldn't get away for a while...
But the question arises again, what if Amon is not here and the ‘Lord of Mysteries’ guy is secretly causing trouble?
Again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again.
He has been subconsciously induced to step into a pit many times.
"It's hard to do." Klein shook his head, with a wry smile on his lips.
However, after experiencing so many things, his mentality had long been tempered and hardened than steel. He quickly put this matter behind him.
Don't be anxious.
Don't worry too much.
Based on previous experiences, if the 'Lord of Mysteries' dares to provoke him again, he will fish out that specific projection from the long river of history.
Rubbing the uneven surface of the black iron cross, Klein said in the tone of an old friend reuniting: "Welcome back, Sherlock."
The black iron cross trembled slightly, as if in response to Klein's words.
There is no need to see outsiders, everyone is one of our own.
Klein began to actively absorb the spirituality stored in the 'Black Iron Cross' to repair himself.
With the external energy source, his recovery speed is completely different from before, and he can almost repair the damage all over his body visibly.
Sherlock, best friend!
Klein was extremely happy.
Lynn poked her little head and looked at this scene curiously, seemingly having a hard time understanding it.
In any case, at the cost of a favor, Klein finally recovered from his injury in a very short time.
"Then, the next step..."
Touching his chin, Klein looked thoughtful.
After thinking for a moment, he shook his head and decided not to attack rashly, but to rendezvous with the main force first.
"I don't know what the situation is now. Now that the Red Scorpion has been solved by the Rose School of Thought led by Sharon, and the weather effects have been eliminated by Adam, no matter how you think about it, we should have an absolute advantage." Klein thought to himself.
.
He reached out and forced Lynn's little head back into the button.
Holding his cane, an illusory door appeared in front of him. He walked into it and disappeared instantly.
the other side.
Azik looked at the wreckage all over the ground, a trace of unbearability flashed across his face.
Obviously, he had seen similar scenery countless times.
But this time, his heart was shaken.
"Mr. Azik, these are necessary sacrifices... Being unable to give them up means that nothing can be done. From the day the 'Artificial Death Sect' defected from the Spiritual Religion, this was the destined outcome." See Azik.
There was something wrong with Ke's expression, and Queen Shia spoke softly from the side.
Azik smiled, "Yes, I know."
Queen Shia was stunned for a moment.
Right.
What a glory it was to be the Archon of Death.
The mountains of corpses and seas of blood he has seen must be ten, hundred, or even thousands of times more than what he sees now!
I made a mistake and did such a shameful thing.
It seemed that it was not Mr. Azik who was deeply affected by the battlefield, but himself.
Queen Shia turned the 'pale ring' slightly awkwardly.
Azik whispered: "Thank you for your concern, Miss Shia, but..."
Before he finished speaking, his expression froze.
After a brief moment of astonishment, Azik's face showed an unprecedented serious look.
Queen Shia swore that she had never felt such a chill in this gentle gentleman.
Bone-chilling cold.
The coldness from the depths of the soul.
Almost swallowing her whole!
If it weren't for the protection of the 'Pale Ring', Queen Shia felt that she would have been frozen by the cold death air emanating from Azik unconsciously.
Fortunately, Azik was aware of it and restrained his external spirituality in time.
He lowered the brim of his hat so that no one could see his expression clearly, and silently said to Queen Shia, "Something happened suddenly. Please excuse me for being with you temporarily."
After saying that, without giving the other party time to react, he left this place through the underworld.
Queen Shia opened her mouth, but in the end she said nothing.
In short, Mr. Azik must have his reasons for leaving rashly.
All he could do was stabilize the situation and wait for his return.
The words are divided into two parts.
Azik reappeared from the underworld, silently, and was led by his blood to an unknown dense forest.
There was deathly silence in the forest.
All the trees withered and all the insects were extinct.
Only a unique stroller was parked safely in the middle.
Azik chuckled, "Your aesthetics are still the same as before."
In the stroller, the green-faced and fanged Salinger, who looked like an evil ghost, buzzed: "Azik, my child, you don't seem surprised."
When things came to a close, Azik was no longer as nervous as before. He looked directly at his father, whose appearance had changed drastically, and he could not connect with the cold and cruel Emperor of Hades in his memory, without a trace of human emotion.
Shaking his head, he said: "Haiter is not that powerful and can recreate the 'artificial god of death', but..."
"It's just that this method of swallowing evolution is very similar to the witch's witchcraft, right?" Salinger naturally continued, "Sometimes in order to achieve your goal, you have to go against your will, even if you are not so willing."
At this time, Azik was really surprised.
"God of Death", "Emperor of Hades", "Eternal Sleeper"
Salinger, who holds many titles, would actually say such a thing?
"Oh, I have become different from before." Salinger spread his hands.
What was clearly a cute gesture turned into something eerie and terrifying on his part.
The God of Death, who was no longer in glory, sighed: "It is no longer my time. If you want to survive, you must make changes."
Hearing this, Azik remained silent.
Salinger stared at his most beloved and valued child, and chuckled: "You gave up resurrecting me. To be honest, I don't blame you. A long time will change everything, Azik, not just me.
, you are no longer the same as before."
Azik remained silent.
Salinger didn't care and just extended an invitation: "Come back to me, child, and we can recreate the glory of the Balam Empire."
Azik couldn't help it and laughed.
This laughter seemed somewhat harsh in the empty environment.
Salinger's expression suddenly turned cold.
"What?" He asked word for word: "You don't believe it?"
"So, do you believe it?" Azik asked.
Salinger was speechless.
After a long time, he hesitated and said: "There will always be... a way..."
Azik didn't know what to say.
Even you yourself don't believe that the Balam Empire will return, so why bother dragging me into the water?
not to mention.
I don't want to go into the water yet.
He shook his head and refused very gracefully: "I'm sorry, father, I am now a member of the Fool's Church, and I live as an angel serving Mr. Fool. I can't leave with you."
"Fool...Fool...hehe." Salinger was quite disdainful.
But He did not dare to burst this illusory bubble.
Fools are not to be feared.
The scary thing is the one behind the fool.
Plus his own secret mission...
Sallinger felt that it would be safe to leave a way out at least.
Of course Azik didn't know the thoughts in his heart.
Invitation failed.
Azik didn't want to stay here any longer, so he took off his hat and said goodbye: "Take care, we will be enemies when we meet again."
"Let's go? Azik, do you think I asked you to come here to reminisce about old times?" Salinger stopped pretending and gave a cold expression.
He said he understood, but he really didn't have any resentment in his heart?
Only a ghost can believe it!
As Azik is the biggest backer of Salinger's resurrection, this behavior is tantamount to a shameful betrayal!
It's just that the force is stronger than the person, and now is not the time for the attack.
But then again.
It's acting, it's true and false.
Nine points are true and one point is false which makes it difficult for people to distinguish.
Along with his words, strange spiritual fires rose around him.
In this deserted wilderness where no one is paying attention, He, the great God of Death, His Majesty the Pluto Emperor of the Bailang Empire, will go all out to perform a show of loving father and filial piety.
"Is that really the case?" Azik was not surprised by Salinger's attitude.
He made preparations before coming.
It's just that before I fell out, I still had a little bit of luck in my heart.
"You are right to say that times have changed." Azik took off his hat, "In this case, you cannot look at me with the same eyes as before."
you hate me?
What a coincidence, I hate you too.
I'm still the same person I was back then, just with a little more humanity.
You are not the same person you were then.
Infinite death energy rises.
Azik completely lost his usual gentleness.
When Sallinger saw it, he felt very sad.
He is just a disobedient and rebellious child, and now that he has a new boss, he is riding on his head.
If the power of death is still in his hands, he can suppress the opponent with just one thought!
The war is about to break out.
Neither father nor son stopped.
It's just that the power of death versus the power of death is just like the ghost system fighting the ghost system. It can't be said whether to restrain or be restrained. It all depends on personal operation.
In terms of operation, Salinger is definitely better than Azik.
However, the advantage of Azik is that it has plug-ins.
Once Killer Queen·The Third Bomb is launched, no matter how many advantages Salinger created before, they will be erased by the reverse flow of time. Unless you reach the level of Sequence 0, you can ignore the special laws, otherwise Azik will be impossible.
killed.
Sallinger admitted that he was sour.
Xindao Xingkong Evil God is really generous, even willing to give special abilities of this level.
But at the same time, I have a little more expectation for the future.
This thigh is really worth a thousand dollars!
Azik was struggling with Salinger and did not notice anything strange happening on the coalition side.
The Klein people who had just rushed back to the main force were dumbfounded.
He looked at the beautiful woman in front of him and subconsciously rubbed his eyes.
After repeatedly confirming that he was not hallucinating, Klein raised a wry smile, pretended that nothing happened, turned around and walked back.
The original witch is also laughing.
He held a translucent spiritual worm between his fingers.
With a gentle squeeze, a blood hole immediately burst out in Klein's chest.
