Pain. The pain is heartbreaking, piercing the lungs, and soaking the bones. This pain is like a red-hot needle that strings together the pain all over the body and inserts it into the crack in the mind.
The things that were agitating, jumping, and desperately trying to get into the void from the cracks were directly exploded by this stab. It seemed that there were tens of millions of hot explosives buried underneath, and they had already been pressed to the point of being overheated.
It has reached the critical point and is now completely detonated by this moment.
The entire consciousness in the void was blown to pieces, and what burst out from below was life, power, and instinct. Breaking through the void and consciousness burst out from his body and turned into a scream. Then, Roland was knocked flying.
After getting out, this reaction was no longer the way of the Five of the Dead, but the way of Asa.
At the same time, bright red blood spurted out from the burst wounds all over his body. It looked like he had become a water bag that was originally filled with blood and had been punctured with countless holes. Blood flowed all over his body in an instant.
Everywhere.
Pain, immense pain, torturing and squeezing his feelings like crazy. The power that had been supporting his body and consciousness faded away, and Asa could now feel how damaged his body was.
The injuries he has received are by no means few, and the injuries are not light either. He almost died many times, and compared with the injuries on his body now, they can hardly be called injuries. Now every part of his body, from muscles to
, the skin, down to the tiniest blood vessels, and nerves were all shattered. The headbutt to Roland just now caused the scalp on his forehead to open completely. At least three muscles on his neck exploded to pieces due to congestion, and even
He even wondered why he hadn't burst into pieces and turned into a pile of pulp.
Just as his consciousness was filled with pain, he suddenly vaguely thought, why didn't I put down the hilt of the sword in my hand? It seemed that all this happened because of this hilt. Following this thought, his eyes
It fell on the hilt of the Black Star sword in his left hand.
He wanted to let go, but couldn't. Not only did the hilt of the sword and his palm seem to be glued together, but as soon as he had the idea of letting go, countless other thoughts gathered to block him. In the sea of consciousness, he
It seems that three black figures can be seen entangled together, echoing the feeling coming from the hilt of the sword.
The blood gushing from his body was flowing down his arm towards the hilt of the sword. But not a drop could flow on the hilt. The cold and dark hilt was like a red-hot iron, and the blood would shudder when it touched it.
.
Crack. A slight cracking sound came from the hilt of the sword. There was obviously no attack, but the cracks on the hilt were getting thicker and larger.
White sword energy rays of light came through the air, and Lancelot's Holy Light Cross Sword finally arrived, but he did not hit Asa's body. Instead, he hit the hilt of his left hand.
Because Roland flew upside down to block him. His shot was not just a beat slower, but it was precisely because of this that he saw the change in Asa. Maybe it was because he was sure that Asa was awake, or maybe he saw
There were signs of cracking on the hilt of the sword. His blow was aimed at the hilt.
Once the sword hilt is destroyed, it may indeed be more effective and solve the problem than killing Asa. The sword hilt does seem to be on the verge of breaking, and as long as there is the slightest external force, it will shatter into countless pieces. Lancelot
There is nothing wrong with this choice.
Sure enough, the sword light of the Holy Light Cross Sword just hit the hilt of the sword in the middle of the week, and a bigger cracking sound immediately burst out from the hilt. You can see that the cracks on the sword suddenly became deeper and larger, and it was completely shattered immediately. But.
At the same time, Lancelot's white sword light completely dissipated, because a black sword passed through his heart, lungs, chest cavity from his side, and penetrated into his right hand that condensed all the sword energy. His sword energy,
Life, right hand disintegrated in an instant, completely disappearing into the void without even leaving ashes.
Not willing to give in, this is Lancelot's last remaining thought. As long as he adds a little more force and gives him and the Holy Light Cross Sword one hundredth of a second, they can really break the hilt. But unfortunately,
What he wore was the Dark Star.
Collapsed and dissipated. Lancelot disappeared and shattered in the air ten times faster than Vidnina. He could only use all his strength to turn around and reveal a smile to Talis who was running towards here.
wry smile.
This smile no longer has the majesty and sanctity of the Paladin. It has bitterness, more kindness and love. This is the smile of a father who releases all his hidden emotions at the end.
"Dad..." Talis screamed, tears rolling down his face as he ran, but in the next second even this smile completely disappeared into the void.
Behind, Li'er fell heavily to the ground in mid-air, with a hole spreading around her chest. The body of the sacred crystal dragon was equally fragile under the dark star. She turned around reluctantly and looked at Roland's difficulty.
He spat out the last few words: "Idiot, I told you to kill that kid, not to attack the dark star..."
Leer's body quickly disappeared completely, with only a small piece of crystal falling from her missing head to the ground.
As soon as Lancelot left nothing behind, my figure completely disappeared, and the dark sword body was revealed. It was tumbling in the air as if it was alive, and then it was aimed at the hilt in Asa's hand and took it.
Before it was completely connected, the endless aura emanating from the sword had spread to the hilt, and the countless cracks on the hilt began to heal in this aura. Asa's eyes returned to a lot of emptiness, and the mad rush of
The breath once again merged with the dark consciousness in his mind. All the power and life that had just emerged were once again submerged under the endless emptiness and darkness.
The sky is changing, becoming endless black, endless emptiness, endless infinity. The ground is also changing, becoming one with the sky, the same emptiness, the same emptiness, Talis, who just got up from the ground
Roland only felt as if he was standing in the void of the universe above the nine heavens.
This is the complete Dark Star, the complete power of the Five of the Dead.
Boom. The ground beneath his feet shattered, and magma burst into the sky. Gru kicked off the last step and finally arrived, carrying the only dazzling green and white fighting spirit light in the dark void. Sand and rocks flew and splashed, and Talis
. Roland all fell away in the wind and air flow brought by Gru.
He still didn't take action against Asa, but grabbed Asa's left hand holding the sword hilt. And his other hand actually grabbed the sword body which was slowly merging with the sword hilt.
"Boy, wake up." A roar almost shook the entire dark void to pieces. All the light converged on Gru's two hands. He actually held the dark star. He had to use his own strength to
The strength forcefully pulled the sword apart...
Asa stood still like a puppet, letting Gru's roar ring in his ears, and letting Gru hold his hand. His sword-holding hand was slowly turning into obsidian and pitch-black stars.
The same obsidian. A faint black aura began to surround his body.
There was no power left to stop him. Gru's futile efforts could clearly be seen in Asa's empty consciousness.
It has reached this point. No one or any force can stop this. The sword body is still slowly merging. After all, this is not something that human power can resist. The black aura and the white light are fighting and hitting each other like crazy, but
This black aura is no longer what it was when there was only the hilt of the sword. Now it is the whole sword of pitch black stars.
Click. The white light cracked, and Gru's hand also cracked. Even the most invincible and powerful hands in the world could not withstand the power of this dark emptiness.
Despair. Talis felt a sharp and helpless pain welling up from the deepest part of her heart, cutting all the strength and hope in her body into two pieces and disappearing without a trace. They were not far from here, but they stopped.
This is the deepest despair.
Suddenly a sword energy pierced Asa's chest from the side. Although it was no longer powerful and powerful, it was as sharp and fierce as the scream of a dying beast.
It was Roland who took action. He was the only one who could take action at this time. His originally elegant and handsome face was almost completely rotten, his facial bones were deformed, and even one of his eyeballs fell out. He looked as terrifying as a Wa.
The remaining eye was full of bloodshot eyes, filled with bloodshot eyes caused by pain, despair and the last will to fight.
This is the last chance. He has concentrated all his strength to fight for this last chance. The Dark Star has not yet completely fused. Asa's hands have changed, but his body and head are still full of blood and pain. He is taking advantage of this opportunity.
At this opportunity, he struck Asa's head into pieces with a sword. This was a sword that he had burned all his life into as a powerful killing force.
With a muffled grunt, Gru finally fell away. The white fighting energy on his hands was so thin that it was almost invisible, and blood surged out. At the same time, with a squeak, the palm-edged sword smoothly penetrated into the flesh and broke open.
Blood fell on Asa's body like a sudden rainstorm.
This was not his own blood, but Little's blood. Just when Roland's sword had just been issued, Little among them suddenly ran out to block him, and then Roland's sword moved the knife from his back to his back.
A big hole opened in her chest, and then he pushed her in front of Asa with all his strength. Roland stabbed Asa in the chest with his palm covered in small blood.
Roland couldn't believe that he was holding Xiaoji on his arm. This seemed to be something that she should never be able to do with such a smart and rational mind. Even she was a little surprised. Rationally speaking, she knew how to control her.
He should never block this blow, and even if he blocked it, it would be useless. But when he saw Roland's final sword thrust towards Asa, who was covered in scars and blood and stood motionless like a puppet, rationality still remained.
She jumped out before she could give birth.
No matter how rational a woman is, she is still a woman. This is the sorrow of women and the greatness of women.
"Wake up quickly, I beg you, wake up quickly..." Roland behind could be clearly seen through the big hole in her chest. She tried hard to raise her hands full of blood, and held the poison to poison Ah
Samuran's face looked at him in a daze and sorrow, and tears flowed down together with the blood all over her face.
Blood splashed into Asa's empty eyes, turning the emptiness into blood red. In the center of the blood-red void, there was only a small tear-stained face. There were two deep wounds with bones visible, and the blood on his face was reflected.
What is left is as clear and desolate as ice water, helpless and despairing.
Her voice gradually weakened, and her eyes, which were filled with tears, were dry and unable to hold on anymore. She closed them slowly, but seemed reluctant to close them. She tried her best to look at Asa one more time, and her hands were still holding Asa's.
His face and mouth were murmuring: "Wake up quickly. I beg you..."
Finally, her eyes could no longer hold up and closed, but the last line of tears still flowed out of them, and the hand holding Asa finally dropped.
Suddenly, Asa's face twitched. Something seemed to be burning in his originally empty and oily eyes.
Hot, hot, the blood splashed on his body mixed with his almost dry blood, making him feel like he was burning up, and even the emptiness in his consciousness became this hot, red color.
It will burn to blood red.
It's not just burning from the outside in, but more of a burning pain that is burning from behind the emptiness, deep within the emptiness itself.
Boom, blood-red flames emerged from his body, and the earth's blood merged with his blood. It really burned the body surrounded by black aura. The burned black aura spread around him like crazy.
Swirling and tumbling, Xiaodi's body was wrapped in it and disappeared silently.
The blood was so red and so bright that only life, only the burning of life could have such a color. Hot, hot, this heat and hotness had burned his entire soul red, and the void that could annihilate everything was gradually
It softened, and a sharp and painful sting was about to burst out of my back.
"Ah..." A shrill cry erupted from Asa's mouth. Blood-red fire and ethereal black rolled around him like crazy.
Roland also disappeared in the red and black waves. His palm did hit Asa's chest, but it was only a hit. The body full of scars seemed to be broken at any time, but now it is unimaginably strong.
The sword energy in the novel "Open Mountains and Split Stones" couldn't even break through the skin. Not only was it impossible to break through, it was even impossible to pull back, as if it had suddenly grown on top. The red and black waves were just a surge, and he didn't even scream.
Even if I had time to send it out, it would be completely buried in it and disappear.
Asa's screams gradually turned from shrill to empty, and then stopped. The black breath spread into his eyes, and was wiping away the blood redness little by little. The blade of the Black Star was almost
Completely integrated with the sword hilt, only the slightest crack on it is getting bigger. When this crack completely disappears, that's when the complete King of the Undead will appear.
The red fire and black emptiness burned more fiercely and fiercely, and Asa's figure was no longer visible.
Talis was completely stunned. Only tears were flowing. She couldn't even get close, so she could only look at all of this in despair. It seemed that there was no other way. The next step was not for Asa to be exposed to this black and red
To be torn into pieces by the fierceness is to become the truly complete King of the Dead...
There is another person, there is another person who is watching all this, but he will never and cannot just watch. No matter how serious the injury is or how desperate the situation is, he cannot just watch.
Gru's hands can hardly be regarded as hands anymore. They were originally works of art created by God to perfectly express the power of life and the meaning of life. Now they are just a blur of flesh and blood. However, his expression did not show any signs of wilting.
There is no trace of frustration or failure, toughness, perseverance, fierceness, bravery...all the concepts that represent this kind of meaning combined a hundred times cannot describe one percent of his momentum.
The strongest person, the strongest point is always the spirit and will, or the soul. He jumped into the red and black waves around Asa.
The light of fighting spirit had disappeared. He squeezed, bumped, and rushed inside with this body. Every piece of his body was melted by red flames and black breath. He finally rushed to Asa and said goodbye.
fist.
The fragmented shape held by the completely burst hand is no longer the most indestructible weapon in the world. It no longer has dazzling fighting spirit. There is only blood spilled all over the sky, but what he hits is still so...
The reason why Jianjian swallows mountains and rivers so fiercely is because it is his fist.
"Wake up! Bastard!"
The red and black shattered together, and the punch hit Asa in the face.
With a click, Gru's fist shattered.
This most powerful weapon, the most complete display of power, was finally completely shattered.
Click, Asa's head tilted. It was not just Gru's fist that was broken. He could clearly hear that something in his brain, heart, and soul was broken. He was hit by this broken punch.
Broken.
The blood and flesh that flew out from the fists splashed all over Asa's body, and the red fire suddenly became more intense, as if it was not blood, but oil. The fire was no longer just red, but also as golden and dazzling as the sun.
At this moment, even the breath of the dark star was covered under the flames. The fire not only burned the flesh, but also burned and drilled into his body. Even Asa's eyes were filled with this dazzling sun-like flame.
There is no longer any black breath.
"asshole....."
This cry was made by Asa. It was no longer a chaotic cry of struggle, a meaningless scream, or the hollow voice of the King of the Undead. This was a voice that was entirely his own. He had completely surrendered.
When he woke up, Gru's punch and the flames created by the blood of the three people finally shattered all the darkness in his consciousness and the messy memories in his soul.
Although it was a curse, there was no anger at all in this voice. It was all sadness and pain, and there was no room for any other emotions.
He had seen and remembered everything that had just happened. The pain of being sober even covered up the pain that burst through his body, almost destroying his spirit.
But he knew he couldn't fall, so he raised the knife in his right hand and slashed at his left hand, which had become completely one with the black star.
He has no power anymore. The power of the dark star has faded away, and there is no longer any strength in the broken body. Even if he just raises this hand, the muscles are broken and falling. He uses this grief, this sadness,
Use the block in front of him just now, use the feeling left by those hands on his face, use the mixed blood flowing on his body, use Lancelot, use Roland, use the tens of thousands of soldiers who escorted him here.
The sacrifice was chopped down with the sword of his life.
The knife was shattered. The knife that his father had made for him and had accompanied him through countless battles hit the black arm and shattered like a piece of paper.
Jie Zhi, Na Qiu had always carried him in his hand, and the King's Ring, which had run out of power and should have been useless, was also broken together. It seemed that a white light flashed and disappeared into the hand and mouth.
Kapin, his already powerful hands and mouth were shattered. The whole thing was broken into small pieces and fell from his sword.
When he dropped the Black Star, the sword hilt that was integrated with his arm also shattered together with his arm.
It was like opening the lid of the dark hell. From the broken hilt, endless black water rushed out without any sound, but it wanted to cover everything and swallow it all.
"Why didn't you kill me right from the start? You should have been able to do it." Asa looked at Gru with difficulty and asked with a sad smile. Tears poured down from his eyes, mixing with the blood.
"I told you a long time ago that I won't let you die until I die." Gru looked at Asa and said calmly. Although his tone was still so calm and confident, his voice was getting weaker and there was no trace of his body.
Everything is complete.
Talis could only run over at this time. She hugged Asa and said nothing. She just tried her best to use white magic to heal her wounds, and burst into tears.
"Idiot, I told you not to come." Asa raised his hand to touch her head, but he couldn't lift it anymore. He couldn't stop his tears and smiled miserably. "It turned out to be like this in the end. It should be said that it was us.
Victory or defeat?"
The black aura continued to spray out. Asa turned his head and looked at the aura that was like opening the lid of hell, and said weakly, "But none of these are necessary, the result is the same, the hilt of the Black Star sword has been broken."
It's gone, all the breath inside is gushing out, even if you don't let me die, we have to die."
As if in response to his words, the black aura grew larger and more violent. It was no longer spraying, but exploding.
Annihilating everything, devouring everything, this is the most original power of the Dark Star, and now, they no longer have the power to resist.
Black, everything is swallowed up by black, covering up the review, even the sky and the earth...