For an instant, Colin seemed to be in an endless purgatory. Everything he saw before his eyes was blood red, with many strange outlines in the blood, including his familiar shadows.
Gradually, a touch of red appeared in Colin's consciousness, as if it was about to invade his soul and the depths of his consciousness. However, when this touch of red appeared in front of the dark wall deep in his consciousness, the wall suddenly trembled!
Then, the bright red fell apart.
Colin also woke up from his trance, and he understood immediately.
"The Demon King has not died, or even been suppressed. He has always existed! In other words..."
With this thought in mind, he took steps forward and continued to walk forward until he came to the front of the tower. Looking at the huge door and the complicated patterns and carvings on it, Colin did not hesitate. He reached out and pushed it open.
.
Buzz——
The door slowly opened, revealing the magnificent and tall hall, from which the surging holy light bloomed.
The dark high wall shook, and in the center of the ring-shaped high wall, a huge city loomed, seemingly stimulated by the holy light, and gradually emerged.
As if affected by the changes in his body, Colin's eyes gradually turned dark, but in the center, they still shone with blue-gray color, which allowed him to see through the rich holy light and see into the deepest part of the palace.
In front of the seat, which was filled with the aura of holiness and greatness, stood four figures.
Four familiar figures.
In the past, Colin had traveled across the continent with them, fought side by side, experienced ups and downs, and in a sense, met the end together.
"Now it seems that it was not the end of you, but a kind of rebirth."
With a sigh, Colin walked towards the four people.
They are the legendary four heroes, but now they are just four twisted people who were corrupted by the power of the devil and completely became the devil's minions.
"I didn't expect to meet you again under such circumstances, Colin." The knight is still young, but his eyes have turned scarlet and his smile has become much more sinister. "But this is the best result. Come on.
Come, join us and fight for the great master."
The beautiful lady also smiled, showing a charm she had never shown before: "You see, in the past, we were limited to a narrow view of right and wrong and a world view because of our vision, but in fact, our world, our
Our planet is too small, join us and conquer the universe with the great master."
The remaining two seemed to want to speak.
But Colin stopped them.
"It sounds like the slogan of an outdated online game." He shook his head and looked at his old friends, "But it is not enough to lure people into the trap, and this is not your original intention, or in other words, this is how you have been distorted.
The original intention of the end.”
"We understand our own hearts." The ranger's tone was filled with regret and murderous intent. He took off the bow and arrow from his back, slowly raised it, and pointed at Colin, "The last chance, my friend, the master.
We attach great importance to you and have arranged your destiny. Have you seen the divine throne behind us? This is a great personality captured from the starry sky by the Lord. As long as you join us, you can sit on it and become the world.
The only god! Doesn’t this show sincerity? When the time comes, the four of us, as your knights of the Apocalypse, will fight against each other in the heavens. Isn’t it the most ideal ending?”
"Sounds good. It would be best if the director wasn't that devil." Colin was still sighing, with a sad look in his eyes.
boom!
The strong berserker didn't say much at all, nor did he try to persuade Colin, but chose to take action directly.
His fist broke the balance and tore apart the false reminiscence of the past. The next moment was a fight between life and death. Friends from the past and enemies from the present were completely fighting each other.
Tick tock.
Blood dripped onto the pure white ground, causing ripples.
Colin's entire right hand was almost twisted out of shape, and his back was even torn, with bones even exposed in some places.
But compared to the seriously injured Colin, the four heroes in history are undoubtedly more miserable - their souls have been completely swallowed by the soul vortex, but they were not sent to the soul vortex, but were sent inside the circular black wall.
Inside the black wall, on the top of the mountain, the outline of the huge city gradually became clear.
The divine light falls down.
As if being stimulated by something, gray, black and purple auras surged out from the whirlpool and enveloped Colin's body, quickly repairing the damage to his body. Almost in the blink of an eye, he recovered.
As before, even the divine side that was over-consumed during the battle was restored to a full state with the replenishment of the three kinds of air currents.
In this extraordinary recovery, there seems to be some kind of spillover effect, which has brought about some weird memory fragments.
In a trance, Colin seemed to see himself controlling ten weapons that shone with divine light, fighting against some indescribable existence.
The memory bifurcated at this moment.
"Ah, what a satisfying battle."
A mellow young voice brought Colin's thoughts back.
A young lady with short silver-white hair sat on the throne deep in the hall at some point.
"Welcome, challenger, welcome to the beginning and end of everything. This is the origin and end of time, transcending the material world and the spiritual ocean!"
He was wearing a tight-fitting suit and looked polite, but his silver-white eyes were full of malice. He looked at Colin and said with a smile: "Look, my old friends, because of their different stances,
, had to fight to the death in a sacred place, it is really a romantic myth, if it had been in the Middle Ages, it would have entered the poetry collection of bards."
As he spoke, He shook his head: "It's a pity that it was them who fell in the end, not you. You know, they are very useful, and you..."
His eyes suddenly widened, as if there were countless tentacles about to burst out of them!
"You even exclude me from entering your body!"
"I once traveled with them. Although my memory is a little confused, I know their fighting methods very well. They don't know some of my secrets, so the outcome is already doomed." Colin took a deep breath and raised his head.
Grabbing it with his hand, a flaming cross sword appeared in his right hand, "Now, it's time to truly kill the Demon King."
"Do you think I'm the Demon King?" Shota stood up and spread his hands with a puzzled look on his face. "What do you think of me like the Demon King? People in this world call me the Holy Lord and the Light.
The incarnation of God is the only god and the purest truth in the world!"
His body bloomed with endless brilliance, covering the entire palace!
"Also, do you want to fight me? No, you are too weak, weak in every sense. Maybe those divine aspects make you think you have a chance, but unfortunately, they and I are different
What about the dimensional level?"
He stretched out his finger and tapped Colin gently.
Click!
A shattering sound sounded, but what was shattered was space.
The sword and Colin holding the sword were wrapped in the broken space, and then fell into the dark crack.
Silence returned to the hall again.
"Is it so easy?" Shota looked at the empty front, tilted his head, and smiled, "Isn't it as difficult as He said? Why...what?"
Bang!
Suddenly, the closed door of the palace was pushed open again, and a figure slowly walked in.
Colin.
But the difference from the previous one is that this Colin's body is not wrapped with four aspects of divinity, but with purple lightning!
The divine realm from the great god Zeus enveloped Colin's body, and combined with the three-color breath of the soul vortex, formed the supreme lightning that can directly destroy the soul!
Three vague voices gradually took shape, and a battle began with Colin, who had mastered the supreme lightning.
A new memory appeared in Shota's mind, and he walked through a new history in an instant.
"The world was reset? Because of him? Why?"
Soon, the battle between Colin and his three friends ended, and they walked to the front of the throne with wounds all over their bodies.
He asked: "Are you that demon king? When you were being attacked by the three sages, you pretended to be defeated, and then you have been hiding behind the world?"
"Huh? You have a lot of information this time, but..." Shota stretched out his finger and smashed the Supreme Lightning and Colin together, "The ending will not change."
Bang!
The door was pushed open, and another Colin walked in.
This time seven figures appeared. After the fierce battle, he came to the throne.
"Is it you? Corrupting the entire world? Wanting to turn all humans in the past, present and future into avatars?"
Maybe hundreds of times, maybe thousands of times.
Although each time is short, it happens every time and it doesn't seem to stop.
"Ahhhh!!!"
Shota screamed, his polite face was already occupied by a distorted expression.
"I can't stand it anymore!" He looked at Colin, the latest one to come to the front, and roared, "No wonder He wants to separate out my new godhead and let me deal with you! You are so annoying! It seems,
I am also about to split into a godhead, it would be too stupid to continue sitting here."
Colin on the opposite side was silent. His body was wrapped in a rich aura of death, as if he was fused with death. Even the holy light that filled everywhere would be swallowed up by the omnipresent soul vortex when it came close to him.
Shota raised his finger again, but he did not take action immediately. Instead, he tilted his head and looked upward: "But I have a question, why him? This is the end of time, so no matter how far away or how long the journey is,
He'll come here quickly in the end, but why him?"
"Because the world was about to be destroyed, she saved herself three times."
A voice full of vicissitudes of life came from Colin's mouth, filled with fatigue and antiquity.
The three-color airflow spread out behind him, outlining the outline of a divine throne, and finally condensed into shape.