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The armor around him has no special appearance, and is as unremarkable as the original Ghost King's robe. It is just simple, ancient, and the thick fibers are as old as an old woman's fabric, wrapping the owner's whole body.

There is nothing special about the person. He seems to be no different from before. He still has a face that looks ordinary at first glance, but contains heroic and wild face upon closer inspection. Even his eyes are still very clear, but his expression is

An emptiness that penetrates all emptiness.

Not tall, not majestic, not even very impressive, but everyone could feel that he was indeed different from before.

"This is the end. Everything ends here." He said quietly, almost silently, but everyone, no matter who stood, could hear it clearly.

There was silence, and no one could make a sound. They were not afraid, nor were they surprised. Although everyone was extremely surprised, they simply couldn't make any sound. This is indeed the end point, and everyone's heart is deep.

Everyone thinks so. What comes out of his mouth is not an order or a declaration, but an accomplished fact.

Only one voice sounded very suddenly, which was particularly harsh in this silence, but the person who made this voice was not a human being.

"This aura... this is the real King of the Undead." Moriel was surprised at first, then laughed, then laughed angrily. "It's actually this boy, it's actually this boy..."

Her face, which was more angular and more distinctive than any man's, seemed to be shaking violently, and it was difficult to tell whether it was extreme anger or ecstasy. Her fiery red hair was dancing wildly, as crazy as her laughter and screams.

"What? You actually used this method to make him the King of the Undead. The guy before was just a substitute, a part of him? No wonder I feel so weak." Morrill's narrow pupils burst out.

Astonishing yellow light, her body also exploded in length, and the red-haired woman in black tights turned into a huge black dragon in the blink of an eye.

"I actually let such a guy slip from my lips? I actually contributed to the birth of this King of the Dead? It's really ridiculous. Archibald, is this the fate that sums up everything you said? Even

You and I are just a part of this destiny? This is nonsense, I am sure of it once again. I will completely destroy this thing right now to show you." There was also a complicated and strange sound in the huge roar of the black dragon.

With the same scale, her words and dragon language magic can be produced at the same time without interfering with each other.

"Wait a minute." Gru shouted, and he also woke up from the surprise. Even such a shock could not make him look at all confused. He held Moriel's feet with one hand. "He has not lost consciousness yet. He is still

I can feel him."

"Of course he has his own consciousness. How can he be regarded as the real King of the Undead?" Moriel's wild laughter and chanting of curses did not stop. "Can you accept the consciousness that the Dark Star truly identifies with? Do you think you can still accept it?"

Can you persuade him to throw away that thing?"

The ugly laughter like a night owl broke in intermittently. Although the sound was very weak and ugly, it almost brought out all the joy, excitement and excitement in the world.

"So that's it, so that's it..." Widnina's skeletal face kept shaking, and the dead flesh on her face seemed to be shaking out of expression, and her whole body was shaking. The skeleton rattled.

, she shouted like crazy. "Sure enough, sure enough, I am not wrong. I am not wrong. Teacher Sandro, Teacher Ronis, old bastard Deken, you all saw it. I succeeded, this

He is the King of the Undead. He is indeed the King of the Undead. As expected, he can be the King of the Undead, the one who can dominate this world! This is the history that I promote! Inham, you idiot, you still

Can you accuse me? Can your soul see this?"

While shouting, the Lich staggered towards Asa. She was so excited that she didn't even seem to be able to use magic. Her thin frame was shaking with every step she took, as if she was about to fall apart at any time. No one had any thoughts.

Pay attention to her, she quickly ran to Asa.

"Great King of the Undead, you must know who I am now? I created you with my own hands. It's me, it's me." The Lich's hand excitedly put Asa's shoulder, and it seemed that

It's a bit weird, this action is not suitable for a king who dominates her.

Following the Lich's words, some strange pictures flashed in Asa's mind. On the top of the black mountain, a half-skeleton woman, an altar surrounded by black energy, and a tall man who looked familiar were slowly approaching.

.

These are actually pictures that emerged from his own soul, but both sides are accompanied by the fluctuations of the dark star. These are not memories from memory, but memories from the soul.

If it was what he saw before, Asa would definitely sigh heavily, but now there is only endless emptiness in his heart, and there will no longer be any ripples.

"Come, let's turn the garbage here into our undead followers, then go to Diya Valley to pull up the Dark Star, and finally climb to the top of Sandface Mountain, and insert the Dark Star into the final point of the earth's veins there.

Then our world will be..."

The Lich's extremely excited words were suddenly interrupted, and then she looked down at her chest. Half of the Black Star Sword had penetrated into her chest, and the surrounding bones and dry tissues were dissipating into a burst of black smoke.

"No, you were wrong from the beginning." Asa said lightly. "It's very wrong."

"You...you...I...I...I am..." Widnina was trembling, unable to speak. Extreme fear, loss, and disbelief had filled her soul, and then

What came was absolute nothingness, and she felt that her soul was disappearing together with this body.

She already has the Magic Box of Life. As long as the hidden box is not destroyed, she can be said to be truly immortal. Unfortunately, she is not dying now, not broken or destroyed, but directly transformed.

nothingness.

When the lich's body and limbs disappeared, only the skull was still hanging in the air, but the soul fire in her eyes had finally been extinguished. Soon, the mummy-like head also completely disappeared, the last evidence of its existence.

They are all gone, and the lich who named Vidnina has returned to nothingness.

Only nothingness is the real eternity, the real immortality, which is what she has been pursuing...

I don't know when, this huge sea of ​​undead has completely calmed down. All the undead monsters have disintegrated, and countless skeletal monsters and zombies have piled up on the ground into a thick layer of debris, which is completely turning into dust. There is no more in the sky.

There were no ghosts and resentments floating around, it seemed that even the blackness covering the world had dissipated, and the sunlight shone through, but it looked indescribably strange.

Asa still had an empty expression on his face and walked towards the direction of Diya Valley.

"Wake up, kid." A sudden roar made almost everyone's eardrums and hearts ache.

"Have you forgotten who you are? Have you forgotten what you are here for?" It was Gru who was roaring. His eyes were red, and all the muscles on his body were stretched, and the muscles and blood vessels were almost broken.

Then, the light of fighting spirit flashed dazzlingly with his roar.

Asa's footsteps did not stop, and he still walked step by step in the direction of Diya Valley.

Morrill's voice slowly sounded: "He has not forgotten that it is his own will to do this now. The substitute has made him change a little, but I am sure it is not some magic or control trick."

"Really? Then it seems that I have no choice but to come and beat you awake." Gru stared at Asa and said each word.

"Using fists to speak is always the most effective way." Moriel seemed to have completely calmed down from the excitement just now. Moreover, there were no more strange syllables in her voice, and her dragon language magic was finally completed.

There was no earth-shattering reaction to the dragon language magic that took so long, but Moriel's body slowly began to glow with a strange blue light. The scales also gradually disappeared, turning into pieces of crystal-clear blue crystals.

Soon, the whole body of this black dragon became like this, looking like a huge blue crystal sculpture, but she was still moving, with blue light emanating from the depths of her body.

This is just a change in the body, but in everyone's opinion, this blue crystal dragon is ten times larger than the black dragon just now. The breath of the black dragon is that of the ancient ferocious beast, which makes living creatures feel the huge gap in power from the instinct of the creature.

As for terror, what this blue crystal dragon makes living beings feel is no longer the gap, but the feeling of facing things that are essentially different, the despair felt directly from the soul.

There was a crash. The biggest reaction came from the coalition forces from the rear. All the tens of thousands of remaining warriors fell down, including the strongest orc warriors, who all began to roll and crawl back.

Only the beast seemed to have no effect. Even Lancelot and Roland couldn't help but kneel on the ground, with cold sweat on their heads. The dragon's power was ten times more powerful than before, and it seemed that it was still

It wasn't something Mollier deliberately emitted.

"Holy Crystal Dragon, the top secret method of the ancient dragon clan." Even Asa stopped, staring at the huge crystal dragon with empty eyes. Scenes flashed before his eyes, that was the dark star.

In my memory, on the top of the Shadow Spiral five hundred years ago, it was this huge blue crystal dragon that rushed towards the altar. "You used this to defeat Archibald and the others and interrupt the Black Star."

"You two come up together. If you can withstand my current dragon power, you should be able to play some role. Other losers, get out of here as far as you can. You are useless here." Moriel.

Without looking back, she just recited a few syllables of dragon language magic while saying this. Behind her, Lancelot and Roland's bodies suddenly glowed with green light, and then their bodies began to swell.

It's big, the muscles are bulging, and even the clothes and armor on the body are showing signs of swelling.

The two people who had been struggling to resist Moriel Longwei immediately stood up, looking at each other with horror. They were not country bumpkins who had not received auxiliary magic, but the effect of this auxiliary magic was so great.

Perfect, better than all other auxiliary magic in the world. The power in this body is so harmonious and runs smoothly, even the consciousness and all physiological functions have doubled, but there is no unnatural feeling at all, as if they should be in this state.

.

Roland slowly raised his sword to the sky. The sword energy rising into the sky was stronger and more concentrated than the sword he had just gathered all the swordsmen of the Holy Knights. Lancelot just raised his hand and pointed at Asa, and the surrounding air

There was a slight crackling sound, and as soon as his body moved, the Holy Light Cross Sword, which was dozens of times more powerful than before, would be fired.

The reactions of strength, fighting spirit, and temperament all increase exponentially and they can all work smoothly with each other. Then the combat power that can be finally released is not doubled, nor multiplied, but multiplied.

But Asa didn't even look at them. His eyes only fell on Moriel and Gru. Moriel didn't add any auxiliary magic to Gru. Maybe she didn't think it was needed, or maybe even her

Neither of them could add magic to him now. Gru didn't seem as powerful as Roland and Lancelot now, but Asa only looked at him.

Many coalition forces in the distance have already stood up. Longwei is rapidly weakening or even disappearing, and the blue light on Moriel's body is getting stronger and stronger. She has condensed all her power, and the blue light seems to be frozen.

It is dazzling, but it has replaced the black aura just now and filled the world.

"Perhaps the source of the Dark Star this time is the darkness of your human beings. It is different from our time. This guy looks a little strange, and the nature of the power of the previous Elf King is completely different. It is not just pure power, but give me

I feel very bad." The stronger the accumulated power, the stronger the momentum. Mollier now looks calmer, no longer as crazy as at the beginning, and his voice is full of the crystal-like coldness and calmness of his body. "You two

Let’s try it out first.”

Before she could finish her words, someone took action first.

The person who took action was not Roland, Lancelot, or Gru, but two people from the coalition behind.

The dragon's power has dissipated, and the coalition forces are retreating just as Mollier said just now. The remaining leaders in the army know that this level of battle is indeed beyond their ability to participate. However, there are also two leaders who did not leave, and stayed behind.

He came down and took action first.

It was Glendon and Adlid who took action. Although the two masters of elemental magic had also collapsed under the power of the sacred crystal dragon just now, they knew that such a long distance was indeed when the magicians came into play, and they

They are also confident that even if they cannot defeat the King of the Undead with their peak elemental magic, they can definitely create opportunities for those in front of them.

They had already been preparing for the attack in the early morning, and the two elements of water and earth were rushing towards Asa's surroundings while they were reciting incantations.

Asa himself didn't have any reaction, but the sand under his feet suddenly condensed into a piece of yellow crystal ice. At the same time, the surrounding sand in the distance suddenly lifted off the ground and danced into the sky. In the blink of an eye, there was countless cold air above his head.

They condensed together into a huge yellow and white icicle, and then the icicle pressed down on him with a huge sound of wind.

This icicle has a radius of ten meters and is nearly a hundred meters high. It is already big enough, but the sound of the falling wind is hundreds of times louder. It is obvious that it has just condensed on top of Asa's head, but it seems that it has sprinted through the air at a height of 10,000 meters.

Falling and accumulating momentum and accumulating strength are the same. And although there is sand in the middle, it can be seen that the color of the ice surface is not ordinary crystal clear, but the kind that can be seen on 10,000-meter peaks or in the center of the polar regions. It is difficult to be damaged by knives, axes, and chisels.

Every inch of ten thousand years of ice.

There were four such ice walls condensed at the same time as the icicles, surrounding Asa. Coupled with the ground condensed under his feet, he was now a turtle in a jar, only looking helplessly at the huge one above.

The icicles came and hammered him into a pulp.

No magician would ever use such a clumsy way to attack people, but these two masters of elemental magic did it. Because they did not forget that Asa was still wearing the robe of the Ghost King, which is a treasure that can be immune to all magic effects.

They had no choice but to make a mistake out of trouble. Both of them released their magic power completely, especially Adlied, who almost poured out all his master-level magic power without any skill.

There is no magic attack method that is so clumsy, but there is no magic attack that is so difficult to withstand and resolve. Because although cleverness is dazzling and has huge effects, it can be cracked. Just like the most exquisite structure, it must be broken.

There are fragile places, no matter how fine the silk cloth is, there must be gaps, but clumsiness can never break it, it can only hit hard, hit hard, and resist hard, just like no matter how hard the engineering master faces the rock, he has to hammer it hard.

Hammer the ground and smash it.

This is clumsy power. Even the Ghost King's robe, which is completely immune to magic, has no defense ability against this kind of attack. Even Asa can forcefully break through an ice wall and come out, leaving Lancelot and the others with nothing to lose.

The chances are high enough.

After teaming up to launch this attack, the two mages had a clear understanding in their hearts, and they all vaguely felt a new realm. As long as given time, their magic level can definitely reach a new height.

It's a pity that this time was destined to be gone from the time they sent out this magic.

The icicles were still falling, and the huge speed and pressure had squeezed the air below and blew them around like a typhoon. The master of Granden Tower, who was casting a spell to use the gravity field to pull the icicles, suddenly saw Asa looking up at him.

One glance.

The owner of Glendon Tower actually doesn't have very good eyesight, and he is now nearly a kilometer away from Asa. There is an opaque ice wall in front of Asa. But he saw Asa very clearly.

At a glance, he could see more clearly than when he used a lens to read at close range. He could even see his own reflection in Asa's pupils clearly.

Those eyes were extremely empty and deathly silent. His own reflection in this endless emptiness and deathly silence was as empty as an illusion, empty. All the feelings, power, emotions, desires in the body, as well as the magic power that was running, were nothing but illusions.

Illusion, nothingness, nothing. Disappearance, emptiness...

Wow, Adlied next to him only saw Grandon's expression suddenly stagnant, stunned, and then his whole person fell apart. The magic master who had been maintaining top-level magic just now collapsed into limbs scattered on the ground.

and organs. But it didn't look bloody or cruel at all. It seemed like it was just a very delicate puppet that had been drained of the most important things and fell apart on its own.

Before Adelaide had time to scream, the woman's unique intuition sensed something strange. She turned around, jumped up and ran away. She didn't know how Grandon became like this, but she knew that it would be her turn next.

Just as she turned around, she still saw that empty and lifeless look in her peripheral vision. Inertia made her continue to turn around, and that look slipped out of her sight. She could feel the empty sight sliding along her chin and across her neck.

When it came to her chest and abdomen, she finally pulled it from her waist. She turned around and ran a few steps, and seemed to suddenly remember. She reached out and took out a teleportation scroll from her arms, but before she could pull it open, a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

This blood couldn't be counted as a mouthful, because she kept spraying it, and her mouth was like a burst pipe. The blood was mixed with large pieces of internal organs, muscles, and even some white bones. She almost sprayed her entire chest and abdominal cavity

The ground vomited it out.

She only managed to pull the scroll halfway, but all her consciousness was covered by the empty pain and fear emanating from her body, and she could only slowly kneel down and fall to the ground.

When Adlied fell to the ground, the ice walls on all sides shattered. Without the support of the magician, the ice walls could not even withstand the air pressure from above.

Ice fragments flew in all directions amid the loud roar, and the huge ice technique hit a huge crater on the frozen ice ground. The huge sound and tremor seemed to shake the world, and the icicles cracked diagonally, like mountains.

The like upper part slowly slid down with a huge friction sound, and broken ice rained down.

Asa walked forward slowly, his pace still neither fast nor slow, and his body posture did not change. The mountain of icicles just rubbed his back and hit the ground, and ice cubes flew down and splashed everywhere.

Ice spikes flew around him like rain, but none of them could hit him. He was like a void image of reality. No matter the world around him was falling apart, he was walking alone in his own direction with his empty footsteps.

go.

At this time, two incomparable sword energies that were about to tear apart and shred the entire world around him had already struck in front of him.


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