In the final chapter, I said I would not let you die
The sword fell from the sky. Roland did not move, but the sword energy he held high had already soared into the sky and reached a thousand meters into the sky. When he slashed down, the loud sound of the air shattering was like a thunderbolt that ripped apart the sky.
The cracked air was driven, and countless tornadoes of different sizes formed around the sword energy, as if the innocence was split by the sword. Countless tornadoes of various sizes were wrapped around the sword energy, and with one sword, the broken pieces were taken away.
The sky condensed all the power and spirit of Roland and struck down like a sharp and violent thunder.
The sword came cracking. Lancelot's men could no longer see it. All they could see was an unprecedentedly large, unprecedentedly bright, and unprecedentedly powerful Holy Light Cross Sword that split the ground. As soon as the sword condensed, the sword pointed at it.
In the direction of the sword, yellow sand and the remains of the undead splashed on both sides like sea water. The lightsaber turned into a white light and thrust out. Wherever the sword passed, the ground under its sword force was all cracked, and an almost bottomless line was formed.
The cracks extend along this straight line to the horizon, as if the entire land has been cut by this sword.
The two Janes arrived together, and the huge icicle behind Asa was shattered. Before the fragments scattered in the sky could fall, they continued to break into powder in mid-air. The yellow sand on the ground and the tornadoes in the air were immediately shattered as soon as they hit each other, and then shattered.
The broken fragments continued to break, and the sword force, sword energy, and sword intention of the two swords overlapped and fell together, smashing everything in this posthumous space into pieces. They kept breaking and breaking...
The only thing that was not broken was Asa. Even the ground under his feet had been broken into countless fine particles that could hardly be broken and flew away. He was just stepping in the void. He was still walking forward step by step, but now it's gone.
Not just walking away, but starting to take action.
The knife in his right hand made a perfect circle in front of him, and then he made a sideways slash.
This sword seemed to hit nothing, but the storm of sword energy around him suddenly stopped.
Only Roland and Lancelot could feel that this sword cut apart the beloved man's combined blow. This sword had no power, only a void of nothingness. The position of this hole was exactly where the strength of the two of them was.
The strongest and tightest point of union. Just like the threads gathered together by countless line segments, the densest point is also the most critical point. Once broken, the entire structure will fall apart.
The Holy Light Cross Sword paused, and the light faded. However, it still pierced directly in front of Asa. Although the lightsaber composed of extremely strong fighting spirit and sword energy no longer had the sharpest part, it was enough to cut through any
The enemy was pierced. At this time, Asa's second sword struck out again. It was also a light sword, and it struck the tip of the lightsaber.
Click. This huge lightsaber that even split the earth was completely shattered by such a powerless sword. Compared with the sound of the lightsaber shattering, Lancelot's armor and some of his limbs shattered and exploded together.
The sound of opening the door was simply insignificant, and I could only watch as blood spurted out from his whole body and flew backwards like a stone that had been hit hard.
Roland's sword hit Asa. When Asa repels Lancelot, his sword energy, which was still as fierce as thunder falling from the sky, although part of it was broken, also hit Asa. There was a loud bang, and there was no trace of it.
It was no less than the sound of the huge soldier pillar hitting the ground. The ground and the air that had just condensed around it were shattered to pieces under this sword.
Asa was indeed hit. Although he turned slightly sideways to let Guo's head fall, the sword still hit his shoulder. With a tearing sound, the armor transformed from the Ghost King's robe split open. This undead spirit
The armor used by the king and known as the strongest defense has finally been broken.
But it was no more. All the effect of this sword on Asa was a crack several inches long in the armor. Under the crack seemed to be a bottomless black hole. No matter how powerful or ferocious the sword energy was, it was like falling into
There was no response from the void.
The surrounding ground cracked, the exhaust gas, and the air were violent. The remaining power of this sword made the whole small circle feel like the sky was shattering and the earth was not in the same world as him. Except for the small crack on his shoulder, there was no trace of any difference between him and the world around him.
any involvement.
This was the sword that had just repeled Lancelot retracted, and then another light sword pierced into the sword energy.
Empty. Roland, who was hundreds of meters away, could only feel this. Not only did he feel empty when he hit Asa, but now he felt that his sword energy was also empty.
With the stabbing of this knife, the center of the sword energy that was condensed like a solid body suddenly became empty. It was not absorbed or defeated, but suddenly became empty. Immediately, the entire sword energy began to collapse, and the originally abundant sword energy began to collapse.
All the power from everywhere accumulated and collided with the center and then exploded out of control. This hole not only acted on the sword energy, but it had reached Roland's arm in the blink of an eye. He felt that the power contained in his flesh and bones was like a sword.
He suddenly lost control of his anger.
Just when he felt something strange, Roland abandoned the sword, but he couldn't abandon it, and the void actually connected his hand and the sword inseparably. He roared, and pointed his other hand like a knife into his body.
The remaining sword energy gathered in his left hand and slashed towards his right shoulder.
Blood light burst out, and Roland stumbled backwards. The hand holding the sword and the sword were squeezed and shattered by the sword energy that was poured back out of control.
From the beginning to the end, Asa only used the sword in his right hand to defeat the two strongest swordsmen in the mainland with one blow. The real weapon he had been holding in his left hand, the Black Star, did not even move.
Moved.
His power is not terrifying, and there is no earth-shattering trace. It can even be said that there is no power at all. Some knowledge is nothing, but any earth-shattering power is so fragile and vulnerable in front of him. The emptiness and emptiness are there.
His nihilistic eyes that seemed to be able to understand all the laws of all things could shatter any power.
Lancelot also suffered such a blow, and his injuries were definitely more serious than Roland's because he did not have the buffer of hundreds of meters of sword energy. Fortunately, the glorious armor on his body eliminated part of his strength and took advantage of the battle.
When A was shattered, he slightly changed his position based on countless experiences of life and death. The out-of-control sword energy and power did not explode him into pieces. Instead, he blew him away.
His right hand has been shattered together with the glorious armor, half of the bones in his body were broken, and many muscles were exploded. The blood sprayed in mid-air along with the muscles accounted for almost half of the body. If it weren't for the spell that Moriel added to him
It also caused his body to double and he was already dead...
With the power of the uncontrollable sword energy, Lancelot flew backwards like a cannonball, flying all the way to the place where he was standing just now, landing at the original position of the coalition forces in the rear before landing heavily on the sand. The impact caused him to lie on the ground.
All the broken bones in his body penetrated into his muscles, and he almost fainted from the pain.
The coalition forces have already withdrawn, and now this place is just like other places, just empty and empty with endless undead skeletons and sand. However, there are still two people standing here alone.
Both of these people had numerous bloody wounds all over their bodies, and they were carrying shapeless weapons that had been chopped down long ago. They were both members of the warriors who fought desperately to get here, stepping on the remains of countless undead. You can imagine how they fought with the coalition forces just now.
The swordsmen and beastmen shouted together for the brave and bloody battle. When they retreated, they did not leave together. They were not taken away by force. This can only mean that they asked to stay.
It's not because it should be them, but them. Although these two people's hair is messy, they have the blood of themselves and their comrades in the city, and their wounds are no less than those of any soldier on the battlefield. The tiger's mouth holding the sword in both hands has burst due to excessive cutting. But the blood and
Even the wounds can't hide their beautiful faces. These are two women.
The two people did not stand together. From this position, it seemed that they had not even met when they were fighting in the coalition forces. It was only with the retreat of the coalition forces that these two people with the same choice came to the fore. But they did not look at each other.
At a glance, they might not even notice each other, they just stared blankly ahead, at where the King of the Dead appeared, at the hero who saved the world turned into the demon king who destroyed the world, and at the person who was originally escorting them to desperately fight together.
kill him.
It wasn't until Lancelot flew down that the two people reacted. The tall woman ran over and hugged Lancelot, who was covered in blood, and used white healing magic to shout loudly.
Called: "Teacher, teacher..."
With the support of white magic, Lancelot finally came to his senses. The magic Moriel used on him actually resonated with the white magic at the moment. The air above his body quickly recovered. But Lancelot didn't do anything.
After paying attention to this, Shi Zhi looked at this woman and asked in surprise: "Why are you here?"
"He didn't want me to come, so I secretly went to the Magic Academy to sneak into the swordsmen." Talis replied, her expression dull and miserable. "Teacher, how could it be like this?"
Lancelot looked at the other woman walking over, shook his head and sighed: "Prime Minister Mrak, did you also sneak in quietly?"
Xiaoyi nodded slightly, her expression was similar to Talis's, but more dull. The two women's eyes met, and they discovered each other at this time. No words were needed, the same eyes and expressions were already there
Let both of you fully understand.
The injuries on his body were particularly severe. He was almost a bloody man. There was even a wound on his face that was so deep that the bones were visible. The exposed flesh looked particularly ferocious on her soft face. Her strength was not actually able to support the end of the battle.
Here, she relied on her spirit and perseverance to persist to this point. But now her spirit is empty. The belief that supported her has not fallen, but has become unbelievable and unbelievable, filling all the space. She originally
Such a bright mind is now completely numb.
Rumbling, rumbling, rumbling, sounds and shocks came. The sounds and vibrations were not loud, but they went straight to the depths of everyone's souls. Even the two women, whose hearts were completely frozen, could feel their souls interacting with this.
The voices moved and roared together. They and Lancelot looked up together.
Asa had already stopped at this time, and he finally raised the dark star in his left hand, because he wanted to use it to welcome the sun that was coming towards him.
The white sun, the moving sun, the rushing sun, the sun of life, the real sun, the sun that cannot be swallowed by any emptiness, the sun named Gru.
There was no sprinting or flying, he just ran towards Asa step by step.
Long. Long. Long. This is the sound of his footsteps.
Without Roland's aura that could chop the sky to pieces, and without Lancelot's speed that could split the ground, he just stepped closer step by step on his own steps, and every step was so solid, so
Unshakable, it will shock all living beings, no matter what is under your feet is sand, debris, bones, cracks bursting from the ground, or even the void above the cracks. These are the footsteps of life.
He did not take action while Asa was repelling Lancelot and Roland. He just waited and watched until Roland and Lancelot were defeated and flew out. Asa walked forward again as before.
He didn't move until.
He is not going to fight, he is going to use his life to crush this emptiness. This life is so strong, so direct, so hot and so dazzling, this is life like the sun.
Long.
Long.
Long... This was the last step. He finally jumped up, clenched his fist, turned sideways, and raised his fist.
Every part of his body has been stretched to the extreme and tightened to the extreme, like a bow, the most perfect bow. All the artifacts made, not even the phantom bow, can be as perfect and flawless as this.
Strength, beauty, and life are expressed.
All the light has gathered on his fist, which is his arrow, the condensed of all power and life, dazzlingly bright, the sun of life. He punches.
Asa still didn't move, he still raised his hand and held the hilt of the Black Star high, like a statue. A statue of emptiness, holding high the most nihilistic point, stood still and faced the lasing, dazzling and full.
It has overflowed with life like the sun.
Everything is still. There are only two points in the sky and the earth, one real and one virtual, approaching, approaching, approaching...and then they also become stationary.
The two points did not really touch each other. There was still a few inches of distance between the fist and the hilt of the Black Star. Gru was completely still in mid-air, and it seemed that he kept the appearance of punching out.
It became a statue, corresponding to the statue of Asa, and even the light on his fist seemed to have solidified, no longer jumping dazzlingly.