After seeing the two strange evil moons in the sky, Soshyan realized that the army of the Menak Dynasty was coming!
"Hahaha!!! Come on! Let me see what you are capable of!"
When a group of Night Scythe fighter jets roared towards him, he just raised his hand and made a fist. The three Night Scythes instantly disintegrated into countless parts in mid-air, including the pilot inside.
When a towering pyramid rose in the distance, he laughed and raised his other hand, then dropped it suddenly. A bloody arc of energy swept across the earth like a sickle, spanning a distance of hundreds of kilometers, and instantly shattered the solid
The giant pyramid split in two, causing a small earthquake-like explosion.
The destruction brought by power is transformed into the joy that dominates everything.
"I am Landogor! I am your eternal nightmare! I... will never... Soshiyan..."
Suddenly, four arms hugged his head, and Soshiyang's somewhat vague consciousness was suddenly drawn into a whirlpool. His strength was still growing, but he began to lose control of his body...
The white-robed king appeared at the top of the cathedral, looking at the incarnation of the Star God who was in some kind of chaos, and said lightly:
"You are really...so far behind him."
With a calm whisper, the two evil moons in the sky suddenly emitted two dark green beams of light, like two shining blades, piercing deeply into the body of the incarnation of the Star God.
At that moment, Soshyan lost control of his body for the first time, his spirit shrank in shock, and his essence was torn apart.
The drastic change also caused his stubborn mind to loosen. At the moment of distraction, those existences that had been struggling in silence for a long time overflowed into reality again.
A huge bloody sickle appeared, staining the sky with a curtain of blood. The silver Star God wearing the broken crown was stained with blood, and the spiral black flames dragged a long trail behind him. It was laughing loudly,
It seemed that he was finally free.
"in the end--"
In the crucible of pain, Soshyan knew something was wrong, and the sudden change dragged him past the threshold of true understanding.
In the pain of his soul being torn apart, he felt a surge of power running through his body, and countless images poured into his mind: scenes of the past, present and future, so dense and fast that time itself lost its meaning.
Something was digging into his soul, twisting it.
In his dim vision, a flickering outline of unrealized futures, he saw what he might have become, the inevitable destiny that had been woven into the great tapestry before he was born.
fate.
The black phoenix, using his face, led armies of countless races to trample on the ruins of Terra...
Only the last warrior was left, guarding the Eternal Gate with only the door frame left. Silver-gray armor was spread all over the long stairs. He held up a flaming sword and pointed at himself with tears streaming down his face...
That's...
Ustad...
Soshiyang seemed to have caught something. The laughing Star God suddenly stopped, and then its form began to distort, changing into countless existence forms every second.
However, at this moment, many things in the sky began to fall, but they did not fall to the ground, but hung in the air. If you look carefully, you will find that they are all slender and deformed skinners with sharp claws and spikes. Their bodies
The blood-colored mist above gathered like a storm towards the incarnation of the Star God, as if it was rushing towards a certain side existence that fixed it.
The white-robed king, who was staring at the strange situation in the sky, suddenly turned sideways, and a sharp sword struck from behind him, grazing the corners of his robe and cutting off a few strands of fabric.
When he turned his head, a second sharp blade came towards him, but the moment it touched the mask, it was blown away by an invisible force field.
"Illusive things, what do you want?"
Amnak smiled indifferently, and without stopping at all, he stabbed the opponent's head with the sword in his hand, piercing through the layers of force fields and forcing the white-robed king to turn his head to avoid the blow.
"free."
"What is freedom?"
"Divinity is freedom."
"The so-called God is just a part of the false meaning of the world. It is stupid and incomprehensible. You can follow the path you should take."
"There is no way to go. I was born into divinity and ended up with nothing. Maybe the freedom I pursue is not good, but if the most absurd thoughts can enter reality in an instant, I don't want to live in such a world.
Living here, I prefer to keep myself firmly in my own hands."
"Following others is also a slave."
When all the force fields collapsed in the opponent's fierce attack, the king made an evasive action for the first time - facing the two unavoidable swords, he disappeared directly and appeared twenty meters away.
"What I say and do is what I think and think. This is freedom. To follow is to climb the ladder of divinity. I value that person more. The person who is abandoned by all of you like a pair of worn shoes. You are ugly and ridiculous.
The game will eventually end with this chess piece."
Amnak's voice appeared behind him.
"Now it seems that you have been setting up a trap since the beginning of the Skinner's Skull, using Soshyan's ignorance of the power of the Star God to induce him to absorb the extremely unstable Skinner's fragments, and the Skinner's Skull has been from the beginning.
It should have been manipulated, but are you planning to overturn the table now? If that's the case
, then you are much stupider than I thought. Soshyan does lack control over his own power, but his control over his soul and will is much stronger than you think. More importantly...his current
The power is stronger than ever, which means that my power has also become stronger!"
The next second, even the space was cut with cracks by the sword blade.
However, all that was broken was the white robe and the slumped body...
Looking at the metal body that he had cut open, Amnak sighed.
"I know you are such a cunning person, how could you come in person? I guessed it from the moment you started talking to Soshiyang. This is just a sounding board. How many puppets and incarnations do you have?"
No one could answer. Amnak drew his sword and defended, blocking the double-edged staff surrounded by green energy that struck from top to bottom.
The only real response to him was action. Hundreds of Three Holy Guards roared down from the sky, like poisonous bees besieging the invaders. At the same time, there were three floating science and technology warriors, each holding three different shapes of power.
Staff, and threw an invisible ripple towards Amnak.
In an instant, a real chill made Amnak's limbs feel heavy, his mind dizzy, and miasma-like frost froze on his armor.
But fortunately, the boiling Star God power in his body still supported him, although it was not as strong as before, nor as stable.
At the same time, the Three Holy Guards wielding the War of Oath was already in front of him. Amnak turned around to block the blow that wanted to break the back of his head. He swung the sword in his right hand and chopped into pieces a broken piece of liquid.
A metal cloak splits a Three Saints Guard in two.
The death of their kind would not stop their attack. More oath sticks stabbed at him, and Amnak was forced to retreat.