Chapter 835: The Apostle (please vote for the big chapter)
The previous tentacle attack had already caused wounds on He Ao's chest and back. Ke Wen's sword just connected the two wounds directly.
Blood continued to drip down the broken black robe, but He Ao's eyes were still fixed on Ke Wen in front of him.
"So tenacious."
Ke Wen stared at the young man in front of him, and suddenly raised his knife forward and swept it towards He Ao.
He Ao also took a step forward, waving the broken sword in his hand and holding the golden sword sideways.
The tip of the sword that had just been stepped on was about one-third of the length of the bone sword. The broken sword in He Ao's hand was now two-thirds of the length. However, due to the incomplete strengthening of the magic circle, the strength of the sword body was far less than before.
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After this simple collision, new cracks began to spread on the broken sword's blade.
He Ao changed his sword momentum and thrust his sword forward, stabbing Ke Wen.
Ke Wen raised his sword in front of him, blocking He Ao's broken sword, and at the same time, he used force to shake the entire broken sword away.
He Ao's wrist shook and was bounced back.
Ke Wen raised his leg and kicked out. He hit He Ao's wrist with a spring leg kick, and kicked the broken sword out of He Ao's hand. It flew across the sky, flew out of the flesh and blood platform, and fell into the floating white snow.
"Little guy, your body is weakening rapidly."
Ke Wen held the golden sword and stared at He Ao, "Your own strength and the power you can rely on are weaker than mine. How long can you hold on?"
Snowflakes fell on the golden blade and gradually melted.
He raised his long knife, moved it forward, and stabbed He Ao again.
He Ao jumped forward, dodged sideways, and rolled around on the ground. Ke Wen followed closely behind, stabbing with his knife continuously.
He Ao quickly turned around several times before closing the distance from Ke Wen.
Then he slowly stretched out his hand, picked up only half of the sword tip left on the ground, held it in his hand, pointed the sword downward, and stood up again.
At this moment, his and Kewen's positions had been swapped.
He just rolled over just to pick up this half-severed sword.
Ke Wen glanced at the tip of the sword in He Ao's hand, sneered, raised the sword forward again, and struck at the door in front of He Ao.
This dagger didn't have a hilt, so I could only hold the sword by its blade. The sharp blade cut through the boy's palm, and orange blood flowed down the blade.
He Ao held the half-cut sword in his hand to block Ke Wen's long knife.
He leaned forward, trying to catch Ke Wen's long knife, and then close the distance with Ke Wen.
His weapons are now shorter and he needs to get closer to gain advantage.
Ke Wen obviously realized this. He suddenly raised the knife and lifted it under He Ao's armpit.
He Ao turned back to avoid the knife.
Ke Wen took advantage of the situation and held the knife with one hand, raised it high, and slashed at He Ao, who had not yet stood firm.
He Ao immediately raised the broken sword in his hand to block the blow, then held the broken sword with both hands, ignoring the blood flowing out of his palms, shook it upward, shook the long sword away, and took a step forward to get closer to Ke Wen.
He held the broken sword and stabbed Kewen in the chest.
Ke Wen immediately drew his sword to block He Ao's broken sword. The blade and the sword tip collided again, and fine cracks spread on the sword tip.
But He Ao seemed to be undecided about the changes in the broken sword. The moment the sword tip was removed, he quickly raised the broken sword and cut the back of Ke Wen's hand holding the knife.
At such a short distance, Kewen had no time to dodge.
So he immediately raised the knife upwards, the blade left his hand, spun upwards and flew out. His arms moved backwards to avoid He Ao's attack, and at the same time, they formed a small shield and protected his chest.
At this time, He Ao had already moved forward with the broken sword and stabbed Ke Wen in the chest.
But at this moment, a sharp pain came from the young man's chest.
The blade flying in the air was held by Ke Wen's other hand, and the knife stabbed into He Ao's chest.
Blood continued to flow down the golden blade.
"I win···"
Ke Wen held the handle of the knife with one hand, and the other hand still formed a golden light to protect his chest. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he was about to say something, but the next second, his words suddenly stopped.
He stretched out his hand and touched his neck, only feeling the warm blood.
Threads of bright red blood with an orange glow flowed down from the cracked broken sword.
"how come···"
Ke Wen opened his mouth, his eyes showing disbelief.
From the beginning, He Ao's target was not his chest, but the energy gathering point on Ke Wen's neck. Countless tentative attacks, and even a brief change of attack position to mislead him, were all foreshadowing this moment.
Bright's body skills can not only be used to dodge, but can also be used to attack.
boom--
With a crisp sound, the broken sword blended into the falling snow and shattered into countless crystal fragments.
The young man spoke slowly, and a hoarse voice came from his mouth,
"What is closer to death is not weakness, but arrogance."
The snow was falling harder and harder, covering their hair.
As Kewen's life breath gradually weakened, the huge flesh and blood platform quickly disintegrated.
The Eternal Divine Kingdom has no independent consciousness. It will not take the initiative to attack and completely relies on Kewen's control.
In other words, the Eternal Secret Cult does not want the Eternal Kingdom of God to have independent consciousness.
This was He Ao's inference from the 'actions' of the Eternal Divine Kingdom since he entered, as well as the 'slow movements' of those bloody figures.
As a human being, Ke Wen's brain has its limits after all, and his connection with the Eternal Kingdom of God is not that deep. He has no way to make all the bloody figures come alive and command them like an arm.
Of course, if he had been integrated with the eternal kingdom of God through the 'gift' from the beginning, the results might have been different.
But there are no ifs in this world.
The connection established by the external "gift" was "erased" by He Ao from the beginning.
Since Ke Wen has not merged with the Eternal Divine Kingdom, his 'combination' with the Eternal Divine Kingdom has a weakness, and this weakness is Ke Wen, the 'controller' himself.
As long as Kewen is killed, this powerful eternal divine kingdom will return to death.
So He Ao never wanted to run away from the beginning, but in this way he forced Ke Wen to come and fight him in person.
Use retreat to advance, please enter the urn.
Obviously, Ke Wen also realized this. He did not fall back. Instead, he used the last bit of strength to raise his head and looked at He Ao with a smile. The surging blood continued to overflow from his mouth.
"Sure enough, as His Holiness said, if I am not careful, I will really die in your hands."
At this moment, He Ao suddenly had a thought in his mind and raised his head to look at the sky.
Endless brilliance emerged under the fluttering snowflakes, and golden streams of light formed a large twisted net under the sky.
The young man immediately moved backwards, trying to pull out the long golden knife inserted into his body and break free.
The mechas in the sky also descended rapidly.
At this moment, a hand suddenly grabbed his wrist.
He Ao looked back at Ke Wen in front of him.
The body and soul of the white-robed high priest in front of him were rapidly disintegrating. His body was being broken. He grabbed He Ao's arm tightly.
"But you ended up falling into the Pope's plan. This is the prison prepared for you! You can never leave from here!"
The shattered platform of flesh and blood beneath their feet turned into the last tentacles, wrapping around their bodies.
Some kind of twisted ritual seemed to be initiated, finally activating the power of the Eternal Kingdom of God.
After the flesh and blood platform collapsed, the bodies of the two people who lost support quickly fell.
The mecha in the sky quickly moved downwards, trying to reach He Ao, but when it hit the golden light net, it was like hitting a hard wall and was unable to move forward.
The mecha raised the plasma cannon in its hand and blasted the light network, but it did not shake the light network at all.
This huge light network is like a hemispherical cover, covering this entire area.
The howling wind blew across He Ao's face. Under the last falling snow, all the 'buildings' under the night were rapidly disintegrating.
One after another, the tall buildings seemed to have lost their support, and quickly melted into undulating flesh like ice and snow.
Ke Wen's already fleshy and ferocious head stared at He Ao, and also at the shining golden 'cage' in the sky, and laughed crazily,
"The coming of the great Kingdom of God cannot be stopped!"
From the beginning, his purpose was to kill or imprison He Ao here, no matter what the cost, even if he sacrificed his body and soul.
Use all the power of the eternal divine kingdom in this area to seal off the sky and the earth, turn it into a prison, and imprison the young man here.
Until the final moment arrives.
The tentacles tightly entwining the two people were unable to let go, and the two figures quickly smashed into the flowing flesh and blood at the same time.
The surrounding void fell into an eerie silence. Except for the mechas in the sky that were still trying to break through the shield, only the drifting snowflakes that were also imprisoned in the cage sprinkled down little by little and were submerged into the squirming flesh.
After an unknown amount of time, the wriggling flesh and blood tumbled, and a figure in a white robe with gold threads emerged from the flesh and blood. His eyes widened and he looked at the sky, his eyes having already lost their luster.
His body quickly disintegrated and merged into the squirming flesh and blood around him.
After a short pause, the body of a young man in black robe with eyes closed also emerged from the flesh.
White snowflakes fell on his eyelids, and then his eyes suddenly opened.
Dots of orange light mixed with red emerged from his dark eyes, outlines into an inverted triangle symbol with closed eyes embedded inside.
The falling snowflakes fell on his body and melted on his snow-white skin.
The clouds in the sky seemed to have dropped further, and a howling blizzard was surging.
The darkness throughout the city seemed to be undulating and throbbing.
It seemed like something was crawling under this darkness, constantly touching the barrier between darkness and reality.
But everything is so quiet,
It was as quiet as a gestating womb.
——
Akko District·Airport
Amidst gunfire and artillery fire, Captain Lutz, with a calm smile on his face, slowly stepped into the fighter jet from Irons.
Right in front of the door was a blonde waitress with a holographic projection. She looked at Lutz, smiled, then slowly raised her hand and pointed into the cabin.
Lutz turned around and walked forward in the direction she pointed, passing through a narrow corridor and stopping in front of a closed electric door.
squeak——
As the electric door of the corridor opened, the smile on Lutz's face froze for a very brief moment.
In the narrow cabin, there are simple sofa seats, but at this moment, there is no 'passenger' on these sofa seats.
But at this moment, the originally parked fighter jet suddenly started up and the cabin door quickly closed.
At this moment, Lutz suddenly realized something and immediately ran behind him.
The bright muzzle of the fighter plane suddenly lit up, and the powerful plasma cannon burst out in an instant with a light that could almost illuminate the entire darkness.
This light penetrated the defensive formation in front of the Security Federation, and even directly penetrated the outer wall of the airport, opening a huge opening.
Everyone was briefly distracted at this moment. The mercenary group that was surrounding the Security Federation and others in an orderly manner forgot to resume its team for a moment.
"Brothers, rush!"
Jia Tuo, who was rushing at the front, fired several shots into the sky without hesitation, and then quickly rushed towards the gap with the people of the Security Federation.
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Yunduan District Mayor's Mansion
The red-haired woman manipulated the dagger and shattered the energy battery of the prosthetic soldier in front of her. The flames of the violent explosion filled the narrow corridor.
The blond girl rushed out to face the flames and continued to move forward quickly along the long corridor.
The long corridor was filled with eerie silence, and bright lights shone from the top of the corridor to the innermost door.
There are no mercenaries blocking the way ahead.
This does not meet the conditions of a ‘detention’.
This is not the first time that the girl has come to this corridor, nor is it the first time that she has passed through this corridor, but it is the first time that she has felt that this corridor is so strange.
The rose gold metal boots made a crisp sound when they stepped on the ground.
She gritted her teeth and ran as hard as she could, as if she wanted to put the thoughts in her mind behind her.
The clean mirror-like floor reflected the girl's running body.
Her speed is getting faster and faster, faster and faster.
Until we reached the small door.
She stopped, slowly stretched out her hand, and held the door handle.
The trembling and cramped heartbeat rang in her ears and in her heart.
She stared at the bright silver door handle in front of her and fell into silence.
She held the doorknob's hand and subconsciously relaxed a little.
But in the end, she grasped the door handle again, twisted it slightly, and pushed the door open.
There were no gunshots, no yelling, and no angry accusations.
In this spacious office, there was only an old figure with white hair and beard who was wiping the photo frame with a white cloth in his hand. He raised his head and looked at the girl who opened the door.
A pure white robe without any color was draped on his body, and a faint holy light filled the entire space.
"You shouldn't have come, kid."
He turned around and placed the photo frame in his hand on the bookshelf.
"Why···"
The girl stared at the old man calmly. At this moment, she finally realized something. She pressed the door handle with her hand, her eyes sparkling, but they never fell.
"We were all still young at that time,"
The old man stared at the four young people in the photo frame, and his old voice was filled with a sigh, "Young people are always fearless, but as I have taught you, to achieve a certain goal, something must be sacrificed."
He turned back and looked at the girl again, "I'm sorry about your father. He is still my best friend and has always been."
The old man's figure shattered under the hazy light and disappeared in the light.
The girl lowered her head and tightly grasped the door handle with her fingers.
The red-haired woman standing behind the girl stepped through the door and walked to the balcony.
She reached out to catch the scattered snow and looked up at the gray sky.
In the deepest part of the falling snow curtain, the high clouds and wind seemed to be torn apart by some twisted force, revealing cracks filled with brilliance.
These cracks stretch and contract, like a huge 'heart' that is 'beating'.
——
storm seaside
The howling wind blew the snowflakes and rolled them over the icy cliffs.
With a bandage on his chest, Gaster stood on the cliff facing the strong wind, looking at the sea in the distance.
"Is this the Sea of Storms?"
An old man with a thin body but piercing eyes, wearing an FBI uniform, also stood on the cliff, looking at the sea in front of him.
The undulating sea surface was dark, and only the sound of waves crashing against the rocks could be heard.
"It seems we don't have much time."
A man with short brown hair, a slender beard on his upper lip, a tall and elegant figure walked out from behind Gaster. He did not look at the sea, but glanced at the falling snow in the sky and along the coast.
Look elsewhere.
At the end of his field of vision, under the gray night, a majestic and huge city hidden in the darkness was standing on the edge of the sea.
And above this huge city, between the undulating wind, snow, clouds and mist, brilliant cracks filled the void, as if there were indescribable shadows crawling above the city, with a strange brilliance, covering the city.
That light wasn't very bright to begin with.
Under the illumination of this distorted light, the high walls of steel and cement covered with shadows seemed like twisted flesh and blood, with sharp screams hidden in the wind and squirming in the depths of the night.
A huge Hell Apostle mecha was suspended behind everyone.
"coming."
Gaster looked at the undulating sea and said suddenly.
Everyone looked up and looked forward. On the waves leading to darkness, there were sporadic lights moving towards them little by little as the waves undulated in the storm.
The next update is also in the afternoon!
(The wrong time was set!!! It was set for tomorrow, luckily I took a look.)
