Volume 3: The Fairytale Princess of the Dark Forest
The decayed civilization withered, fertilized with fairy tales, and was annihilated in the misty forest.
August 31st.
Wei Cheng locked his heart.
Walk among the stars, staying away from the blue planet behind you.
There was no fluctuation in his mind, just like a clear mirror stilling water, the azure sound that was originally wrapped around his body quickly dissipated and turned into nothingness.
Because of the side effects of forcibly using the system in his past memories, although Wei Cheng's biological age was only 20 years old, he looked like an uncle when he walked out of the mysterious park.
After meeting Luo Tianyi, he used sound energy to temper himself every moment, returning his appearance to what it should be at this stage.
But now, the singer's path is closed, and Luo Tianyi, Le Zhengling and their group leave.
Wei Cheng sealed his heart and naturally felt that there was no need to maintain his youthful appearance.
After all, the people you want to show off have already moved away, so what's the point of maintaining a youthful appearance?
The influence of the sound energy dissipated and was replaced by the power of disaster.
Wrinkles began to appear on his face. Calmly and slowly, Wei Cheng returned to the image he had when he first walked out of the Mysterious Park.
Because of this image, Luo Tianyi called him uncle the first time she saw him.
In the past, Wei Cheng would have minded such a title.
Now, he doesn't care.
The future...he may not have a future, so what's the point of caring about this?
On the earth, the last trace of the singer's path has been erased, leaving only a black flame burning.
That is Wei Cheng's projection of the singer.
In order to ensure that his singer projection had enough power to complete the task, before Wei Cheng separated from the projection, he injected almost all the sound energy in his body into it, and added the immortal body of the Black Flame Holy Body.
Let the projection last for such a long time to witness the departure of old friends.
But projection is just a consumable after all.
Destroying the demon world, firing the last bullet of the world-destroying bullet, and witnessing the departure of Tianyi and the others, without the support of the singer's path, the projection was only the last step away from collapse.
At this moment, the projection has to complete its last task.
The trajectory of the black fire disappeared in the sky, shattered the sky, and came to a deep mountain shrouded in clouds and mist.
The ancient trees in the deep mountains seem to have witnessed thousands of years of time, standing firm in the clouds and mist for thousands of years.
At the end of the clouds and mist, Wei Cheng saw the goal of his trip.
The sword holder is Fusu.
He is also respected as the King of Swords by the world.
This statue has been revered as the number one immortal in China since Wei Cheng walked out of the park. He was still a prince in the Qin Dynasty. He faked his death and cut off his Taoism. After cultivating the path of calamity and becoming a real calamity warrior, he served as the sword bearer.
It exists to this day.
Whether it was Wei Cheng's return with the system, the emergence of Beidi Ling's tomb, or even the various plans left by Yayin Gongyu, this elder had always been watching.
Although he clearly has the power to kill the apostles and destroy the demon clan with just a raise of his hand, he still has to sit in the demon cave all the time, pretending to be powerless and watching Luo Ming and Yayin Gongyu leave.
"What is the sword you hold in your hand?"
Wei Cheng came here just to raise this question.
The sword holder said nothing.
But between the two people, spiritual thoughts burst out, and through the form of spiritual thoughts, an ink painting was being composed in an epic way.
ancient history.
In ancient history, princes were quarreling, heroes competed on a huge landmass, Pangu created the sky, and Nuwa created humans, showing the chaos of ancient gods and demons.
Even God seemed to be unable to stand such commotion, so one day, a bright star rose in the east. The starlight was brighter than the sun. Most of the people bathed in the starlight exploded and died, and only a very small number of them died.
People survived and became the first batch of star warriors.
The group of people who became Star Warriors were called the Chosen Ones, and their strength and physique had undergone tremendous changes. The weak people became strong and powerful, and those who were lying in hospital beds waiting to die could also pick up the Warriors. The Chosen Ones
With starlight energy in hand, join the chaotic battlefield.
The world seems to have become more chaotic and grand. Ancient wars broke out one after another, tearing the entire continent into pieces, and only then did we have the mountains and rivers we have today.
That period of history was recorded five thousand years ago.
"The Starfall Era begins with chaos and ends with the birth of an emperor."
Sweep across Liuhe and dominate the world.
The chaotic era lasted for thousands of years, but more than 2,000 years ago, the First Emperor, carrying the banner of the Qin Dynasty, rose up and took over the power as a young emperor. He was invincible and ended the Warring States Period with invincibility.
As the emperor grew older, a young man with bright eyes and white teeth appeared behind him. That was Fusu, the prince who was born at the end of troubled times.
But he died in an ugly power struggle.
Some people say that he is foolish and loyal, holding military power but insisting on drinking poisonous wine; others say that he is a good son, but he is not suitable to be the crown prince.
But no one mentioned that the first true calamity warrior was born, a man of great courage who gave up his starlight energy and entered the realm of calamity.
The power of the road to disaster lies in his hands.
Over the years, the young man at that time witnessed the vicissitudes of the world. He witnessed the rise of emperors, and even witnessed the death of his own brother in the opening of the new dynasty, but he only watched with cold eyes.
Even when his father, the ancient Qin Emperor went to the starry sky, he just watched silently and did not take any action.
He has only one duty, to hold the sword in his hand.
Wait until one day someone with the qualifications to become the Great Calamity Emperor appears, and then entrust this sword to him.
"This is the duty of the sword bearer."
The sword holder used his spiritual thoughts to convey: "To maintain the authority of the Great Calamity Avenue, you need to spend a lot of spiritual energy, and one of the prerequisites for promotion to the Great Calamity Emperor is to gather the spirituality of all the heavens."
"And every time you use the divine sword, your spiritual energy will be consumed."
"I have spent thousands of years in charge of the Avenue of Disasters, balancing the forces with the demons, allowing the evil gods in the seal to misjudge that the situation is still under their control."
"The evil gods will kill the true calamity warriors at all costs, but for an old man whose spirituality has been exhausted and who has no hope of being promoted to the calamity emperor level, they don't bother to do it themselves. At most, they send their relatives to check and balance, and that's how we are today.
A lot of accumulation."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Wei Cheng looked at each other blankly.
He understood the meaning of the sword holder's words.
But it was precisely because I understood that I was stunned for a moment.
"The start of the Starfall Era is to trigger a war of all realms and strengthen the seal of the heavens against the evil gods. Every outbreak of a war of all realms is a strengthening of the seal."
"The last battle of all realms shows that the seal has reached its limit, and it is useless even if it is strengthened."
"The First Emperor left the earth not simply to live forever, but to give time for the development of the Great Calamity Path. As the sword holder, Fusu holds the sword that is the authority of the Calamity Avenue. The purpose is to wait for the person who is expected to set foot on the Calamity Great Emperor to appear."
"If you want to become the Great Calamity Emperor, in addition to creating and destroying the world, you also need to accumulate enough spirituality and have fought with gods..."
Fighting against the gods is not a big problem. Both Beidi Ling and Mengzu have recovered in this era. Wei Cheng can solve this problem as long as he personally goes to the sealed place and meets Ling.
But you need to accumulate enough spirituality...can't the Sword King do this?
If you think about it carefully, there is really no way to do it.
The reason why Wei Cheng has a lot of spirituality is that, in addition to the inheritance he received from the five ancient gods, the biggest factor is that the Tao of Singers appeared.
He was also the first person to come into contact with Luo Tianyi.
"It seems that you have also discovered that the ancient gods each occupy 10% of the spirituality of the heavens, and the singers only have 50%. This may involve the secret of the Creator." Fusu confirmed Wei Cheng's speculation.
Even the gods cannot kill the evil god, so how much spirituality does it take for the Calamity Emperor to destroy the evil god?
Anyway, there must be a lot of them.
However, what Wei Cheng is now concerned about is not spirituality, but another issue.
"What would you do if someone took away the power of the Calamity Emperor?" He looked at the old man in front of him with a careful look.
The singer's projection is about to collapse. Now Wei Cheng only has one head floating here. He wants to ask questions before disappearing completely.
The breeze blew by, blowing away the clouds and mist, and causing the old man's robe to sway.
Finally, Fusu opened his mouth and told the answer.