The Twilight of the Gods is finally coming to an end.
At this moment when the gods of the main universe fell, the gods and demons from higher dimensions focused all their attention on one player.
The battle between Feng Bujue and Infinite has become a fateful duel across two dimensions that determines the fate of countless people, gods, and demons.
Win or lose.
It will bring the two worlds...to two completely different futures.
In this tense and suffocating atmosphere, I think... we should divide our words into two parts...
Let’s take a look at a few other unresolved matters first...
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Let’s look at the Kingdom of the Dead first…
But he saw three figures standing side by side in front of the throne in the main hall of the royal city.
Those three people were none other than Li Ruoyu, Gu Xiaoling and An Yueqin.
At this time, the members of the Phantom Demon Church have all left, and they still have a lot of things to deal with; Zhuanjie Zun and Dienzhuang Wang have also returned to the Reasoning Club, and they still have to prepare for the upcoming new era;
As for the invisible demon, Zero's mirror puppet... he has already left without saying goodbye and is missing.
The only people left in the hall at this moment, apart from the newly promoted "Spirit King" on the throne, are the three players on the Hell Front.
"Then... let's get started."
After communicating with the players, Fuling stood up. She raised her right hand and took it out of thin air... In the blink of an eye, a long sword with a hilt engraved with a skull pattern appeared in her hand.
The next second, Ruoyu, Xiaoling, and Huajian took a step forward in order, knelt on one knee, and lowered their heads slightly.
Of course, they are not proposing to Fuling, nor are they bowing their heads and confessing anything; they... are waiting for "canonization".
"Immortal country, unswerving ambition." Fuling respectfully raised the [Holy Sword of the Dead] and stood it vertically in front of his chest, solemnly preaching, "Respect the ceremony. All the spirits will learn from it."
At this point, Fuling turned slightly sideways and looked at Ruoyu in front of her to the left: "In the name of the Spiritual King, I grant my power to [Like Rain Ruoli]..." As she spoke, she gently said,
He picked up the sword steadily and lightly touched Ruoyu's neck and shoulders with the back of the sword, "...the name of the Death Knight."
When the word "name" was spoken, a hazy white light shrouded Ruoyu's body, and at the same time, a "cloak" with shoulder armor quietly appeared behind her.
It was a set of bone-colored shoulder armor, and the cloak behind it was pure white with silver trim; in the middle of the cloak, there was also a special crystal-colored emblem printed... This is Fuling, which is the new one.
The exclusive symbol of the "Spirit King" is shaped like an incomplete rose made of broken human bones.
"Swear to honor my king, and all the spirits will learn from it." Ruoyu also raised her head and said her "Knight's Declaration"; in this way, a brief canonization ceremony was completed.
To make a long story short, after conferring the knight's name on Xiaoling and Huajian in the same way, Fuling put away her sword, turned around and returned to the throne.
Then, with a smile on her face, she said to the three players: "My knights, please stand up."
When the three beauties heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief and stood up together.
"From today on, you are the 'Three Knights of the Dead' personally proclaimed by my Spirit King." Two seconds later, Fuling continued, "As long as you are in the main universe, no matter how far apart you are, you can all be knights.
Name, borrow the power of the dead. All the heroic spirits in the kingdom throughout the ages are your backing."
After the ceremony, Fuling no longer had to speak to them in a serious manner. She herself didn't like to talk nonsense. Even after becoming a "new god", she still liked to speak in plain language most of the time.
"Hehe..." Xiao Ling seemed to like this "knight title" very much, and immediately replied with a smile, "My king is mighty~ From now on, I, the 'Bone Knight', will report your name directly when I go out."
[Bone] is Xiaoling’s special code name as a knight; all the undead knights will have their own code names, Ruoyu and Huajian naturally also have them, which are [Yu] and [Hua] respectively; most of the undead knights have code names
It is a word or a word, and this word or word also implies the "ability" that it can use.
"I also believe that you three..." Fuling nodded and replied, "I will not dishonor this honor."
After saying this, Fuling seemed to remember something, and she immediately added: "By the way, where is Mad Bujue now? With his merits, I can make him the crown prince."
"He still has something to do. I'm afraid he will have to visit the Spirit King again in the future." Ruoyu replied.
"Hmm... Okay then." Fuling answered, looking at her eyes, she seemed a little disappointed.
"But..." Ruoyu immediately added, "He has arranged for someone, and I hope you can keep him by your side."
"Oh?" Fuling looked suspicious, "You alien travelers can't stay in this world forever. How can this person stay?"
"The person left behind is not a traveler from another world like us." At this time, Huazhuang took over the conversation and took out something from his luggage, "but...him."
After saying that, she activated the magatama in her hand.
Suddenly, a tall red strange shadow suddenly appeared, standing proudly in front of the throne.
The moment Fuling saw this uninvited guest, her expression immediately changed, because she felt the amazing power from him with just one glance...
"Is this the new Spirit King?" The Blood Corpse God is not a very polite person (let's call him a human being). As soon as he appeared, he looked Fuling up and down and commented, "He is worthy of being killed.
The guy who 'seizes the soul' has a good momentum."
"Who are you?" Fuling looked at him nervously and asked, "Why did I never know...that there is an existence like you in the main universe."
"That kind of thing... I will talk to you slowly in the future." The Blood Corpse God still had his own attitude, "I will stay with you for a long time anyway."
"What are you doing here with me?" Fuling asked.
"I'll be your thug," the Blood Corpse God replied.
"You?" Fuling was surprised when she heard this, "You... act as a 'thug' for me?" She didn't question the Blood Corpse God's lack of ability, but felt that... as a "thug",
The opponent's combat effectiveness is too high...
"That was Feng Bujue's idea." The Blood Corpse God spread his hands and said, "Of course, I don't mind either... On the one hand, I need a wider space to practice; on the other hand, I am fighting for you.
During the process, I can eat freely." When he talked about food, he smiled, "Haha... Speaking of which, do you have any prisoners who are in urgent need of execution? I happen to be hungry."
Seeing the Blood Corpse God's expression and listening to his words, Fuling, the spiritual king, couldn't help but feel a little confused.
"Lord Spirit King." Xiao Ling saw her hesitation and continued, "Don't worry, the Blood Corpse God is trustworthy. Letting him stay here is indeed the intention of our leader." She paused.
After a pause, he continued, "Now that you have just ascended the throne, your foundation is not stable; the kingdom's combat power has also been greatly reduced, and everything is yet to be determined; under this situation, the Blood Corpse God can just replace the 'Nine Chiefs of the Dead' and provide
You charge into battle and consolidate the country's security."
"Yeah..." Huajian also smiled and continued, "Anyway, his pursuit is to eat his opponent after the fight... Staying with you is undoubtedly a win-win situation."
"Hmm..." Fuling thought about it and felt that what they said made sense. In any case, it should be impossible for Feng Bujue to send the Blood Corpse God to usurp the throne. If he really wanted to do that...from the beginning
He would not help her ascend to the throne, "Well, since it is Feng Bujue's wish..." She turned to look at the Blood Corpse God again. "I have no reason to refuse such a powerful warrior."
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At the same time, the mirror world.
This world composed of black and white has now become gray.
The sky, the abyss, the cinnabar road, the sun, the moon, even the light, shadow, smoke and dust... all became a gray patch.
The Mirror Demon is dead.
The mirror world has also become an empty shell that has lost its master.
And the demonic energy, as vast as the ocean, poured out from the broken six-closed mirror and filled this empty shell.
"Fu" Meng Jingchan fell on the gray cinnabar road, facing up to the sky... and lit a cigarette for himself.
He was still alive, but his injuries were so severe that he could no longer sit up on his own.
"You brat..." Brother Chan took a puff of cigarette and looked at the gray sky and said, "I finally know why you want to apologize to us."
That's right... Why did Gui Xiao apologize to his four teammates before attacking the Mirror Demon? The reason is... he knew that this blow from [The Left Hand of Judgment] would not only kill the Mirror Demon
, shoot yourself to death...the power flowing out will also involve everyone around you, dealing a devastating blow.
"And that guy Wu Shen Xuan..." Meng Jingchan paused for a few seconds and then said, "You said that you have let go of the 'captain's burden', but... before you die, you still tried your best to help me carry it.
He survived the fatal injury, haha..." He smiled bitterly, "Obviously he planned to keep my 'last hope' and continue the competition."
Soon, Brother Zen finished smoking the cigarette.
The severe pain all over his body was not relieved at all: "Ah... Anyway, let's find a way to deal with the fractures in a few key parts first, otherwise it will be difficult to even get up..."
Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and tried to turn over first.
"No need to bother." But at this moment, a strange voice came into Brother Chan's ears.
At this moment, Meng Jingchan's heart... sank to the bottom.
There was an instinct that told him that the person coming was not good...
"Oh... let me guess..." Meng Jingchan looked at the strange figure wearing a hood standing next to him, sighed and asked, "Did Feng Bujue ask you to come?"
"Guessed it right." Duoma looked down at Meng Jingchan and said calmly.
"Are you here to kill me?" Meng Jingchan asked again.
"He did tell me... When I come to this mirror world, I may encounter one or two dying guys who are not dead yet." Doma continued, "Now it seems... you are the only one.
It’s one of them.”
"Huh..." Meng Jingchan let out a long breath, seemingly resigned to his fate, "There's really nothing we can do about that guy... His calculations were so thorough that he didn't even leave a breath for others. In a sense...
"He simply lit another cigarette for himself, "That kind of man... is so cold and charming, isn't he?"
"Are these your last words?" Duoma didn't want to talk to Brother Chan anymore, after all, they weren't familiar with each other.
"Fu" Meng Jingchan blew out a smoke ring and continued, "This dear friend... how about you let me die to understand?"
His words did not raise any substantive questions, but... Thomas understood what he meant.
"My name... Doma." Doma stretched out his hand and pointed at Meng Jingchan, "The God of Eternal Life." Purple light gradually condensed on his fingertips, "After accepting this 'gift of the six-fold mirror'
, it won’t take too long, and I will become... the strongest god in this world!"
After saying this, a purple light suddenly appeared.
The energy beam released by Doma easily hit Meng Jingchan's head, and the latter died instantly and turned into white light.
Then, Doma took off his hood, revealing his Frieza-like (yes, that's what he looks like) face.
"Feng Bujue..." Duoma opened his arms and said proudly, and the demonic energy in the sky quickly gathered towards him. The scene was like a wild dragon swallowing clouds, vast and mighty; and in his mouth, he was still muttering something.
, "You... really found a good place for me." (To be continued.)
