Countless tentacles flew in the sky, cutting the dim sunlight into pieces. The figure of the assassin king Simion Longchang disappeared. The giant monster "Xingtian" stood in the ruins of the Long family mansion, like an eternal ancient demon. A drop of hot liquid fell to the ground, and Jonah's voice became hoarse. He knelt in the wet soil, shed tears, and prayed to the endless starry sky, to the truth of the universe, to all the gods living in the clouds in this world, praying to the one who always lives in the clouds. The smiling, prank-loving Easterner with a heartfelt love for food broke free from the shackles of darkness and came to him again, showing a familiar smile with shining teeth, "Asai...I'm sorry, it's mine." It's all my fault..." The young man squeezed out a bloody confession from his teeth, "...you can't die...you can't die,"
Perhaps the starry sky sent a benevolent signal, or perhaps a god in the clouds heard the call of the astrologer and decided to gently turn the wheel of fate. Suddenly, a sharp whistle spread across the field, and Jonah suddenly raised his head, Seeing that the troll's upper body was cut with a long and deep gash, the bandaged warrior waved the rusty sword "Taotie" and turned into a stream of light, soaring up and smashing the black tentacles wrapped around him. The troll immediately waved his huge The incomparable arm went to slap, "poof," wrapped with rust-colored sword energy, the Oriental man penetrated the giant monster's palm like a sharp arrow cluster, and shot into the sky without losing its momentum.
"...Asai,,," Jonah suddenly stood up and yelled crazily, unable to hold back tears.
The rising Assassin King turned his head slightly, his eyes swept across the bloody earth, and focused on the small figure, "Brother Yona," a vague whisper came from behind the bandage, "That's it, Brother Yona , I wish I still have time to travel around the mainland with you, taste all kinds of delicious food, fight with all kinds of people, walk on a different road every day, and see new scenery when you look up... There are still many things that I have not said to you, even if it is another day, no, a few hours... And in the end, there will be no chance to see her again, fate is really annoying..."
The rust-colored sword energy clanked around him, and the long sword "Taotie" in his hand was gradually transforming into the majestic silhouette of the dragon's son. The warrior closed his eyes like charcoal and slowly opened them again. The earth was spinning away under his feet, passing through the gunpowder smoke. Dust and fog, he was getting closer and closer to the scorching sun, "... Bah, sentimentality is a woman's thing," the king of assassins suddenly reached out and took off the rusty iron helmet, threw it away, and the helmet fell, and was immediately destroyed by the hurricane into dust. , "Just remember our agreement, Brother Jonah,"
He used his fingers to tear off the bloody bandage on his face, revealing the handsome face of a strange oriental man. Although his facial features were completely different, he grinned and the Assassin King revealed a smile as bright as the other body. "Well, goodbye, brother Jonah," he waved gently in the direction of Jonah, like a traveler who is about to embark on another road after leaving his friends for a while, standing at the fork in the road, smiling along with this journey. Wave goodbye.
"...Asai,"
Jonah raised his head high, and the sunlight from the clouds stung his eyes. The young man could not see clearly the figure of the oriental man. He could only see a giant dragon covered with iron-colored scales rising into the sky. He seemed to hear what he heard. There were low whispers beside him, and he turned his head in confusion, but did not see anyone around him. The magic fluctuations coming from the sky made the young man's blood boil. It was a brilliant power that he had never experienced in his life, that violent, The bloodthirsty, naked killing impulse, and the vast, profound, starry sky-like magical aura combine to form an overwhelming power that makes people fall to their knees and worship. It belongs to the emperor and the conqueror. ,The absolute strength that belongs to the highest point in the world,,,belongs to the power of the Twelve Councilors.
But for some reason, this overwhelming pressure made the astrologer feel sad at the same time. He stretched out his hand to touch his cheek and saw that his blood-stained fingertips were wet with tears. The tears were rolling down uncontrollably. The 17-year-old boy used his hand in confusion. Wiping away tears on his sleeves, he stood in the middle of the earth and looked up at the distant sky.
The giant monster "Xingtian" sensed the strength of its opponent and waved its fists in the air. The surface of its body was changing, and the black viscous substance was flowing rapidly. "Hi..." A circle of gray-black steam appeared around the giant monster's body, and the giant monster "Xingtian" waved its fists in the air. The soil and bricks nearby corrode and melt. The poison from the pain of the soul can corrode everything in the world, even the hardest steel cannot resist.
"Roar," the phantom of the mythical beast Taotie roared in the sky, swooping down from an altitude of three thousand feet. Hurricanes and evil fire were its partners. The son of the dragon descended in the form of a fire tornado that reached the sky and the earth. This time, "Xingtian" did not Obediently waiting for death, the surface of its arms quickly carbonized and hardened. As the poisonous steam rose, a thick layer of black carapace appeared on the surface of the skin. The headless giant monster protected its arms on its body and faced the gluttonous attack head-on. impact.
"Rumble, rumble..." The shock wave swept across the devastated land again, and the ground immediately collapsed. The huge impact force smashed Xingtian's feet into the earth, and the hurricane roared with black fire. Hundreds of people who were closer to the center of the explosion were The prisoners of war in the Liang Sui Kingdom were immediately burned to ashes by the evil fire and poisonous smoke. The screams of countless people resounded in the wilderness. Jonah activated Lutarius's "square circle" power to defend himself, and the red metal armor leaves protected his master. , but could not protect so many innocent civilians.
The black clouds rolled up, and Xing Tian's figure was revealed. Half of his shoulders and one arm were blown into powder, but the other hand held the sacred beast Taotie tightly. The ferocious beast struggled crazily and sprayed out from its nostrils. Evil fire, rust-colored scales rubbed against the giant monster's palm, making an unpleasant sound. The dead civilians were constantly replenishing Xingtian's power. Countless tentacles emerged from the monster's wounds, and its body regenerated rapidly. "Crack," the giant palm squeezed hard, and the divine beast Taotie's body was squeezed flat by the huge force, electric light flashed, and the shadow disappeared into the air, turning into a rusty black sword and falling down. "Cang," the sword broke into two pieces in the air and fell into the dust.
However, this is not the real power of the Twelve Councilors. Xingtian's huge figure suddenly tilted. It staggered a step and sat down on the remaining wall of the dragon's spine. The whole earth shook because of this. Simeon Longchang appeared in front of the giant monster. From behind, he cut off its legs that had sunk deep into the ground with a wave of his hand. At this time, the King of Assassins had completely changed his appearance. The iron armor and rune bandages on his body had disappeared, revealing a body full of scars and steel-like muscles. , a sickle appeared in the right hand, it was an extremely broken sickle, the blade was full of gaps, and the blood made the edge dull; a hammer appeared in the left hand, it was an extremely broken hammer, the hammer His body is covered with rust, and countless impacts have made the hammer's surface uneven. His scorching eyes have no expression. The King of Assassins exudes terrifying energy fluctuations. It is extremely pure, absolute energy expressed in the form of strength and speed. .
Xing Tian waved his right arm and smashed it down. At the same time, his feet began to regenerate rapidly. A fist bigger than a building roared towards him. Long Chang swung his hammer to the sky. "Boom!" In the naked strength competition, the monster's fist suddenly exploded. , a thunder sounded in the air, and the fist smashed into pieces, turning into black rain falling from the sky.
Countless tentacles suddenly shot out from the broken part of Xing Tian's leg, sweeping towards the ground at high speed. Long Chang waved his scythe towards the earth, "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh," this was a competition between speed and speed, and the strokes of the huge scythe could not be seen clearly with the naked eye. Traces of passing through the air, and after every sound like cracking silk, a tentacle was cut off and cut into two pieces, four pieces, eight pieces, sixteen pieces, thirty-two pieces, sixty-four pieces... completely crushed and transformed. Black water flows all over the place.
Xing Tian suddenly stretched out his newly reborn left hand, grabbed his right arm and smashed it down hard. The arm turned into a huge black ball in the air. The ball was densely covered with countless tentacles, covering all directions, "Boom ," the black ball hit the ground, the earth shook violently, and poisonous steam rose, but Simion Longchang appeared on Xingtian's shoulder at some unknown time and hit it with a hammer. "Bang bang," bloomed like a ball of black fireworks, The giant monster's shoulder was shattered by the heavy hammer, and Xing Tian's knees softened and he fell to the ground.
Jonah has never seen such a battle, absolute strength, absolute speed, absolute agility. Jonah believes that no one can defeat the king of assassins at this time, no one, not even the evil creatures created by the cursed soil of Yagu. Likewise, the young man's feet were trembling, and every vibration of the ground was a heavy hammer hit by Long Chang. At this moment, he was the master of the sky and the earth, and the huge black monster shrank little by little in his hands. Bit by bit, the speed of regeneration lagged far behind the speed of destruction. The Assassin King's sickle cut off large pieces of black material, and he used the hammer that could crush everything to smash it into powder, and he waved the weapon in his hand crazily. , wave, wave.
"Let's go, Your Majesty, and escape while we still can. We have lost this battle," the regent Esepulti said to the young emperor Mo Qi.
"Let the cavalry come back, go quickly, go quickly," Mo Qi said in a tearful tone to General Mo Da.
"No, send the remnants of the 2nd Cavalry Battalion to continue executing prisoners of war," the regent said. "Sacrificing these cavalry and prisoners of war can delay enough time for us to retreat. The strength of the Twelve Councilors... needs to be re-estimated,"
The traces caused by the collapse of the Babel Tower Tianxuan many years ago are still there. Long Chang, who rode a dragon to break the tower and opened a door for his separated family, was now in the ruins of the Long family mansion, fighting for the restlessness flowing in his body. Fighting to purify blood, his fate is a circle connected end to end.
The hammer hit the ground for the last time, and the entire land had been forged into smooth glass by the strength and heat. Xing Tian's body completely dissipated, and the last trace of black matter had been eliminated. "Dang Cang," the hammer and sickle fell down, and the tired The King of Assassins sat down on the ground and wanted to open his mouth to say something, but his voice had disappeared. His silhouette gradually began to disperse in the air, and thousands of bloody Manjushuahua bloomed around him, defending the last dignity of the Long family. The descendant of the family reluctantly raised the corner of his mouth and showed a gratified smile.