Chapter 167: Deep Sorrow (35): Battle with the Emperor (Part 2)
boom!
boom!
Under the strong blessing of the flame magic power transformed by "Shang", the "Silver Sunflower" pistol actually exerted unprecedented power since its design.
After a short period of energy gathering, the slender flame emitted from the muzzle quickly turned into a magic source energy shell mixed with a trumpet-like spread of strong flames, and hit Ivan 22 directly.
direction.
Before the great Emperor Crusted could react, the flames completely enveloped his seemingly tall, but actually despicable, "ugly" body like a ferocious lion, and continued for four to five seconds.
Under the impact of the continuous flames, layers of thick, dark, and pungent smoke mixed with the smell of burned flesh and rotten flesh were stirred up.
After barely reacting, Ivan 22 quickly surged the water source and dark magic source power fused by the [Order] profession, exuding water vapor and ice crystals.
About half a minute later, when the smoke and dust dissipated, Luo Ka and "Future" discovered that the majestic and noblely dressed Emperor in front of them now seemed to be being rubbed by invisible hands. His body was extremely unnatural, even for humans.
A gesture that even the most imaginative abstract artists could not paint.
His body was twisted, his hands were stuck to his back, and his legs were forced to rest on top of his head under the impact, but his chest was straight, and his burning, red-glowing heart had been smoked.
The charred body was beating violently, as if it would break away from the body's control at any time and develop on its own.
His originally calm and handsome face was melting like a wax statue, with burnt eyebrows and hair mixed with bright red blood flowing downwards, like wax water that was about to drip.
The Emperor Krusted's dress, which symbolizes supreme authority and dignity, is more like a tragic joke. It is only for people to admire and does not provide Ivan XXII with any ability to defend against the flames. He is almost in contact with the flames.
It quickly evaporated in an instant and disappeared completely, turning into smoke and dust.
This deformed body did not seem to be completely dead. Within a few seconds, Ivan 22's skin seemed to be completely unable to maintain the stability of the body surface. It began to break and fall off, making the dark red and thick white things appear.
Like a wound gnawed by a beast, it spurted out from the darkened part.
At this moment, Ivan XXII has completely lost his human posture. He is like an evil ghost from the underworld and hell, or an evil spirit in a dark cellar. His body is ugly and twisted, struggling to stand up.
The pair of eyes that had not been affected for a short time barely broke free of adhesion, exuding extreme anger and doubt.
After struggling to get up and failing, Ivan 22's throat first made a long-lasting harsh noise, like the sound of a whistle, and then let out a hoarse, shuddering chuckle.
A few seconds later, accompanied by abnormal fluctuations in magic power, this almost non-human body actually made a human voice:
"Betrayal...the thing I hate most...is betrayal. How on earth are these ill-intentioned people...teaching you...making you...bury all your sinful thoughts...in a pure...heart?"
under……"
"You are wrong, His Majesty the Emperor." "Future" first sneered, and then refuted:
"I said, the purpose of my coming here is to follow Lorca to retrieve the stolen things, not to wake you up. We did meet General Augustus just now, but we heard the first details of your 'New Construction Plan'
From now on, we want to destroy your attempt to control the world after waking up."
After "Future" finished speaking, he raised his head and laughed wildly like a madman. He almost became unsteady, but only with the help of Luo Ka, he did not fall.
This young man, who was almost driven crazy by the pain of war and lost people, has experienced countless tests of survival and death. The elite lost people of the "Order Society" whose friends and companions around him are constantly leaving, at this moment, face the initiator of the disaster.
, unable to suppress his emotions anymore, they all burst out.
"Your Majesty the Emperor, you are selfish and cowardly. You dare not face the inevitable demise of the empire. As everyone knows, with the advent of the steam age, when products that have doubled are exported from factories and circulated around the world, the closed and independent Ke
The Rust Empire will no longer exist." "Future"'s expression was distorted, but his speech was clear and his words were logically thought out:
"Steam will serve as a catalyst to accelerate people's doubts about the emperor. When machinery everywhere is running wildly, and countless trains are transporting the ores of Catanlis via the 'Great Railway' and transporting our industrial products to them, the old empire of Crusted will be destroyed.
The bell has already rung."
"Nonsense!" Ivan XXII struggled to retort:
"The empire has gone through thousands of years and has...become...an eternal existence..."
"Nothing is eternal." "Future" interrupted:
"This is true even for gods. When the power of human admiration for them gradually disappears, the world will forget their existence. Under the supreme 'principles' established by the Creator, they will also disappear or be promoted by others.
replaced by people.
"The empire is destined to perish. The data and answers your 'deduction team' told you are correct. Whether humans evolve or not has nothing to do with the survival of the empire. Besides, do you know? How many 'unintentional people' have killed humans?
It's what you call those who accepted the failure of evolution of the 'Ivanov virus' to eat and harm.
"How many people are lucky enough to persevere through fire and death, wandering between humans and 'unintentional people', feeling pain and loneliness, like me and the lost ones?"
"This is...the labor pain that must be persisted...the weak...are doomed..."
"You are wrong, Ivan XXII, His Majesty the Emperor." "Future" felt his nose was sore, holding back tears, and retorted:
"War should not be a test that humans must endure. Human beings should be born happy. At least... there should be no war, no need to be threatened by death at any time, basic food and water sources, and no need to survive for the purpose of survival.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "As the greatest emperor of the old Crusted Empire, you have done this for your subjects. But how did the evil devil Satan seduced you?
Devouring your soul, taking away your bottom line, and leaving you with your body and soul on the edge of hell?
"Actually, I chose to wake you up. In addition to helping Lorca get back the 'perception concealment', destroy it, take out the last chip, wake up Yato, and find the 'evolution platform' hidden deep in the extreme cold zone.
, I want to judge you with my own hands using 'blood and sharp sword' on behalf of those human beings and lost people who suffered pain and death, were displaced, and lived without hope in the disaster of the 'New Yuan Crisis'."
"Judgment?" Ivan XXII's voice suddenly became clear and thick, "What qualifications do you have to judge a great supreme emperor, a great leader who is comparable to the gods, and a meritorious person who helped human evolution?
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"Lorka, be careful, the magic power in his body has begun to surge." "Future" reminded in a low voice, stretched out his left arm to protect Luoka and slowly retreated backwards, maintaining a face-to-face relationship with Ivan 22
safe distance.
"Future history will prove whether my behavior is correct or whether your point of view is correct. But now, as long as this 'lowest bottom' exists, as long as the node connecting the underworld is not closed, maintaining 'Ivanov
The virus' powerful vitality belonging to the underworld will not fade away. In other words, human evolution will continue." As Ivan 22 said, his body began to slowly expand outwards.
Click! Click! Click!
The sound of bones and skin interlacing and twitching came from his dark, anxious body, and a thick scarlet mist seemed to arise from the surrounding air, shrouding his body.
Slowly, his body began to stretch out, and after restoring the general contours of a human being, he also quickly regained the curves and fullness of his muscles.
A few minutes later, along with the murmurings from Ivan 22's mouth and the unknown repair power related to the ancient gods fused by the [Order], all the skin on his body that could no longer be used fell off.
What replaced it was a picture of Crusted's ancient style, broad, strong, pitch-black armor, and a black gold wind helmet that seemed to have the horns of a giant dragon, and there was a faint blue, continuous light coming from it.
Boiling flames.
The new and ancient Ivan XXII stamped his foot violently, and a wave of energy spread to the surroundings, shattering the highly technological electrical light tube at the top of the space, turning it into an illusion emitting purple light.
The ghost body hangs high in it.
When the energy passed through the bodies of Lorca and "Future", they felt like they had hit the underworld army composed of the undead, feeling fear, restlessness and decay. These rapidly spreading emotions were like a plague trying to corrupt their hearts and make them
A fungus infected with madness and sin.
Immediately afterwards, the technological space in front of them also quickly changed its appearance.
The previous "culture cabin" turned into a cross that contained devils and emitted spiritual light. The ground turned into ugly, uneven rocks. In the distance, there was no longer a chaotic laboratory space, but an endless depth of turmoil.
Red, bathed in the ocean of shrill cries and the passing of life.
A long, dim flute sound began to be heard, and stone pillars that looked like they were shaped by evil and still retained the technological style stood up from the ground, containing the sum total of every terrifying and dark forbidden thing they had ever seen.
This place is like the hell with endless space and time created in the Orthodox classics, and this great emperor Ivan XXII is more like the creator of this hell than its ruler.
Just as Lorca and "Future" were barely able to stabilize their spirits and prepare to fight, Ivan 22 just slightly raised his left hand covered by black armor and gloves, and fired a beam of purple laser, which easily penetrated Lorca and quickly condensed.
The flame shield shattered the "Silver Double-Headed Eagle" pistol just given to him.
In fact, the remaining energy just brushed against his shoulder and evaporated a large part of the body, leaving the bones inside clearly and horribly exposed to the sight of several people.