Chapter four hundred and seventy first: Return me to the rivers and lakes
"This sword is really tricky. In that case, it's good..." Hernulas stretched out his long tongue and licked his lips, "I'll let you see what spiritual hell is, Jie Jie Jie Jie"
Hernulas let out a burst of harsh laughter, and then the bones and muscles on his body crackled, the horns on his head began to bend forward, and his claws and fangs in his mouth also became longer,
As for the wings on his back, they turned into a dazzling blood red after a few breaths, with a pair of ghost-head patterns looming on them.
He spread his wings, and hundreds of green rotten wasps flew out of his body, surrounding his body and making a loud buzzing sound.
The greatest killing move of the Dread Lords is not melee combat, but spiritual attacks, and Hernulas is even more proficient in this.
Although Akasha didn't know what her opponent's next killer move would be, she would never watch her opponent finish casting the spell. She folded her wings and swung her body down like a black swift. Her skill - scream of pain.
The sound waves visible to the naked eye spread out, but the green rotten bees turned into a thick fog and met Akasha's sound waves, colliding with them.
"Boom!" The green mist was blown away by the sound waves, and Akasha rushed forward, but at this moment, she saw a pair of scarlet eyes behind the green mist.
Those eyes were like an infinite abyss. Akasha felt as if she was being sucked in just by looking at her. She couldn't move her eyes away.
Through those scarlet pupils, Akasha saw countless faces that were distorted by pain. Without exception, they all looked blank and their eyes were empty and lifeless, making them look creepy.
Are these the unjust souls killed by Hernulas and imprisoned in the spiritual hell?
For some reason, Akasha suddenly had such an idea in her heart, which magnified the fear hidden in her heart infinitely. She wanted to get rid of the Dread Lord's illusion, but she was unable to do so.
The surrounding scenery began to slowly distort. The sky, clouds, soldiers, and the city of Cross were shattered in circles of space ripples like reflections in the water, and everything turned into nothingness...
By the time the surrounding scenery solidified again, Akasha had arrived in a completely unfamiliar world, where there was no trace of green on the earth, only endless gray rocks that stretched to the horizon.
White bones are scattered among the jagged rocks, pointing towards the vast sky like broken halberds. Dark red blood is drying on the ground, which makes people feel extremely depressed.
At this time, Akasha saw the expressionless ghosts before, and by some strange coincidence, she walked towards them.
As she slowly approached the wronged ghosts, one of them suddenly turned his head and smiled strangely at Akasha, but it was this smile that almost caused Akasha, who had always been determined as iron, to have a nervous breakdown.
That ghost's face is exactly the same as Gu Nansheng's
Akasha was so heartbroken that she almost suffocated. She couldn't imagine that Gu Nansheng's soul remained here after he was killed in battle, unable to rest in peace. "Master... master, is it you?"
At this time, Akasha could no longer distinguish between fantasy and reality. After entering the spiritual world created by Hernulas, her spiritual sea had gradually lost control.
The ghost who looked exactly like Gu Nansheng moved his mouth slightly, and a hoarse and ethereal voice sounded in Akasha's ears, "Stay here with me, I'm very lonely..."
"But..." Akasha's spiritual sea was already in chaos. She felt that everything around her was hazy, and only Gu Nansheng's strong and strong arms were left holding her in his arms. That feeling was very reassuring and warm.
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Master, is this a dream?
If so, don't wake up.
I've been so tired these past few years.
I'm tired of...
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"What happened? Why did Akasha stop in the air?" Jones looked at Akasha in the sky, worried.
"It's a spiritual attack." Taxixia frowned, "Akasha has fallen into an illusion. Unless she can defeat her inner demons or interrupt the continuous casting of the fear devil, Akasha's spiritual sea will be destroyed."
He will die slowly and never wake up again."
For Jones and Taxixia, not to mention interrupting Hernulas's continuous casting, even if they wanted to attack him high in the sky, they couldn't reach him. Jones subconsciously glanced at Gu Nansheng and saw that he was holding tightly.
He fisted his fists and the corners of his mouth twitched in pain.
Gu Nansheng knew that it would be difficult for Akasha to defeat her inner demons. No matter how strong-willed a person is, if he (she) has something to fear in his subconscious, or something he desires deep in his heart, then he (she) will be very
It is easy to fall into the illusion caused by inner demons and be unable to extricate yourself.
And Akasha is exactly this type of person. She looks strong, but in fact she just hides the softness and fragility in her heart with coldness and pride. There are too many flaws in her spiritual sea, and she simply cannot bear such a spirit.
attack.
Hernulas smiled in the air. Victory was only a matter of time now. Although the enemy in front of him held the artifact but was unable to use it, he was naturally no match for him.
He manipulated Akasha to let go of Frostmourne in her hand, and then locked the sword with a force of telekinesis, controlling it to slowly float towards him.
Of course, he would not take the risk of grabbing the sword directly with his hands. Instead, he was going to use his special spiritual attack to injure the sword soul hidden in the sword and temporarily seal it, and then put the artifact into the inventory. In this way
Although it will take a lot of time, it is the safest.
However, at this moment, a loud roar of a dragon suddenly sounded in the sky, and a ball of crimson and ice blue flames was like a rolling angry cloud, overwhelmingly covering the sky.
Due to excessive mental concentration, Hernulas did not react until the twin flames of heat and ice swept into his eyes. He was so frightened and angry that he could no longer care about Akasha and Frostmourne. He closed his wings and blocked them.
This blow.
"boom"
The flames exploded, and Hernulas, who was safely enveloped in it, felt piercing cold and extremely hot at the same time in an instant. His hard gray skin could not withstand such a drastic change in temperature, and burst open one after another, and blood flowed for a while.
At this time, in the vast flames, a small dragon less than ten meters long quickly crossed the sky and rushed straight towards Akasha and Frostmourne who had lost control.
Hernulas was furious when he saw this scene. He suddenly waved the machete on his back and said, "Go to hell."
A void of energy formed out of thin air behind the little dragon, and then pierced into its body like a sharp cone. Skill - Void
As a stream of blood arrows shot out from the dragon's body, the dragon whined and slowed down a lot. He looked at Akasha, then at Frostmourne, and finally gritted his teeth and chose to save Akasha first.
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The little dragon grabbed Akasha and flipped his paws, a bright gem flashed past, and then Akasha was sucked directly into it and disappeared.
Hernulas no longer cared about killing Akasha at this time. He was more concerned about the artifact. He waved at the falling Frostmourne, and a wave of telepathy enveloped him, trying to suck Frostmourne back.
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However, at this moment, a black sword light flashed on the Frostmourne sword, directly cutting off Hernulas' telepathy, and then Frostmourne fell straight down without hesitation.
Hernulas's face became extremely ugly for a moment. He looked at the little dragon who had ruined his good deeds with murderous intent. "Another one is here to die. Very good. I'll take care of you first."
Although Hernulas failed to restrain Frostmourne, he still attached a small amount of telekinesis to the Frostmourne sword, so he was not afraid that he would not be able to find the sword in the future.
This little dragon is naturally the two-headed dragon Qiqi. I haven't seen him for many years, but Qiqi's body has actually grown to ** meters long. The childishness in his brows has gone away, and he has become more mature and stable.
Moreover, Qiqi's strength has reached the peak of the sixth level.
Originally, with Qiqi's talent as a divine beast, it was only a matter of time before he could advance to the sixth level, but it would never be possible so quickly.
Over the years, Qiqi and Meimei have been hiding together with the original essence of Deathwing. By chance, he felt a call. The call made him feel warm and kind, and he followed the call unconsciously.
, and finally came to the burial place of Jechiro in the Idoson Crater.
Feeling the warm breath of the fire element, Qiqi felt like a prodigal son returning home, where he saw his mother's body.
Qiqi saw his mother for the first time in hundreds of years and felt the love radiating from her body. He couldn't help but burst into tears.
The life and death of the eldest son was uncertain, and his mother was buried here. At that moment, Qiqi felt an unprecedented loneliness. He, who had always been optimistic, burst into tears in front of his mother's body. When he was tired of crying, he fell into a deep sleep.
Just when he fell asleep, the essence in the body of the two-headed dragon Jie Qiluo silently turned into flowing light and merged into Qiqi's body.
At that time, Qiqi was only at level 4, and it was impossible to absorb S-level essence. However, because the blood of mother and child were fused, he absorbed the essence without any danger or pain, and maximized its potential, so Qiqi
Qi Qi reached the peak of the sixth level in one leap, and was only one step away from the seventh level. This was because Qi Qi had not absorbed enough essence before, otherwise he would have been able to reach the seventh level this time.
Qiqi seemed to have grown up overnight, and when he left Mount Eidoson, he already had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders.
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While Qiqi and Hernulas were fighting, Frostmourne drew a beautiful arc in the air and landed squarely in front of Gu Nansheng.
"Poof" Frostmourne was completely buried in the rocks paving the road. The hilt of the sword was facing Gu Nansheng. Anyone could see that this was definitely not a coincidence.
At that moment, Gu Nansheng felt the call of Frostmourne strongly in his heart, calling for its master.
The feeling of flesh and blood connected, inseparable
The sword body is trembling and ringing, which contains the clanging fighting spirit and ambition to regain the world.
The divine sword that has been wandering for many years has finally found its former owner. But can those hands that are as old as a dead tree pull it out again and be proud of the world?
Gu Nansheng looked at Frostmourne, his heart rising and falling. He closed his eyes silently, as if to calm down the thoughts in his heart.
Jones Xiang kept looking at Gu Nansheng with a complicated expression. Of course she hoped that Gu Nansheng could regain his strength, but she was even more afraid that Gu Nansheng would be involved in the disputes on the mainland and be in danger again.
Of course, she knew it was impossible to stop Gu Nansheng, and she didn't want to. She knew in her heart that the dragon's life would reach its peak only when it soars into the sky.
At this time, Gu Nansheng took a deep breath and suddenly opened his eyes. The turbidity in his eyes in the past was swept away, replaced by determination and courage, as well as the ambition to dominate the world.
Gu Nansheng walked towards Frostmourne step by step. Although his steps were no longer steady, the fighting spirit in his heart was still burning.
The wind is moaning and the sword is whistling
Frostmourne, which was firmly embedded in the rock, trembled violently, causing fragments of the rock to scatter in all directions, as if the entire sword was about to fly out.
Finally, Gu Nansheng took hold of Frostmourne.
The sword body gradually broke away from the shackles of the rock, and Frostmourne burst out with bright brilliance. The brilliance became more and more brilliant, and the sword's cry became louder and louder.
With a scream like a dragon's roar soaring into the sky, Frostmourne was finally completely held in Gu Nansheng's hands. At that moment, the sky, the earth, the sun and the moon were eclipsed by it.
With a sword in hand, return my world
Jones Xiang looked at Frostmourne bathed in the sword light, her body and mind trembling. She knew that the arrogant Gu Nansheng was back again. Although that old body could no longer exert its power to destroy the world, but
With the power of the artifact, he can still shock the world.
Gu Nansheng felt the vast energy coming from Frostmourne and the long-lost cold feeling. He felt that his soul was resonating with it. This was a sword he forged with his essence and blood, and it had already become one with him.
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He knew in his heart that as long as he was willing to accept it, Frostmourne would reinject all the essence and blood into his old body.
Although with this part of essence and blood, Gu Nansheng can restore his youth and return to the sixth or even seventh level of strength, he does not want to do this. Not only will it destroy Frostmourne, but because his vitality is exhausted, those essence and blood
Even if it flows into his body, it will be like water without a source, slowly drying up over time. Hundreds of years later, Gu Nansheng will still lose all his strength and slowly die.
Compared with the hundreds of years of life, what Gu Nansheng wants to see more is Frostmourne passed down, which is the continuation of his life.
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Gu Nansheng drew his sword with such great force that Hernulas naturally noticed it. He did not rush down to stop Gu Nansheng, but wanted to hurry up and end the battle in the air.
At this time, Qiqi's condition was already extremely bad. He was covered in blood, one of his wings was severely damaged, and it was difficult to even maintain balance.
His spiritual sea was also attacked mercilessly by Hernulas, and now it has become chaotic.
Although Qiqi has reached the peak of the sixth level, he is still far behind Hernulas, and without the help of artifacts, he is even worse in battle than Akasha.
