Chapter 426 Wing-spreading dance with shifted center of gravity
"Although you died at my hands, I don't feel any guilt now, because it was because you were too weak."
"That person who looks very similar to me has nothing to do with me. Even if he does, it is just a past event. Rikka has no interest in taking the blame for strangers."
"But you are now an obstacle for me to return to this world. This has nothing to do with hatred. I just want to kill you, that's all."
"Gift of liberation! Second dance, whirlwind!" After Rikka said this, he floated in the air like a fallen leaf. His body began to rotate at high speed, and his whole body instantly turned into a blade hurricane.
Although she realized a new ability after her last evolution - the Flower of Peeling, Rikka prefers this direct attack method, or in other words enjoys the pleasure of killing.
Time passed slowly, and Rikka, who had extremely poor endurance, actually maintained the dance pirouette for more than half an hour, with no intention of stopping.
The huge shadow in front of him dissipated little by little, and the deafening roar revealed weakness. Rikka, covered in blood, rotated at high speed, and the Milky Way in the star pupils became more and more brilliant.
Finally, as the vast wailing disappeared, Rikka also completely stopped her offensive. At this time, she was like a bloody person, with not a single intact part of her body.
Except for the short blades transformed from her hands, Rikka's current embarrassment is much better than that of Boom in the past two months. But there is a smile on her face, which is not a sarcasm, nor a provocation.
Maybe it's because of exhaustion, or maybe it's the natural relief in his heart. Although Rikka's face is pale, her mental state is extremely excited.
Killing, blood, and facing death. These are what Rikka really desires, and what she has suppressed for a long time. If the real pressure of the beast appears again, Rikka walks straight into the shadow.
Click! Click! With every step Rikka took, the void space on the "second level" quickly fell apart. Through the cracks, countless white ghosts seeped in.
"Brother, this is the origin of my brother's magic power. It seems that I am right. I just need to move forward based on intuition." Rikka walked forward step by step without stopping.
With her actions, the entire "second level" of nothingness quickly dissipated. A few minutes later, Rikka arrived at the "third level", which was no longer dark and gloomy, but actually seemed extremely comfortable.
The same endless space, the same nothing, and the same loneliness. Rikka raised her hand and looked at her short blade, and then all the beastly auras lingering around her disappeared, but the process seemed extremely slow.
Rikka is on the verge of transformation, but this time it is not a normal evolution, but a kind of mental growth, or it can be said that she has found something she lost.
At the same time, lightning flashed and thundered across the world, and the principalities of the ancient continent were shrouded in dark clouds. The snow stopped, the wind stopped, and time seemed to have stood still.
Countless peak powerhouses frowned and used their weapons one after another. However, in an instant, a pressure that destroyed the world and destroyed the world appeared instantly, and everyone was unable to resist at all.
"Great Sage, it seems that the gears of history have begun to turn. I don't know who the other party is. I am very curious." The Elf Queen Nidia said softly.
I saw the touch of the world tree shooting into the sky, and a thin magic shield wrapped around the entire shimmering forest. The old druid nodded slightly, his eyes full of worry.
"Send someone to Wudun City and tell the clan leader to be careful and never set foot on the ancient continent." The oracle Regeni cast his sights on the Qin Sea, and the orc guard next to him turned and left after hearing this.
The ancestor's skull came out of the body, and a mouthful of blood spurted on it. But just when he was about to make another divination, his body suddenly stagnated, and then he collapsed in front of the bonfire.
Compared with these two strong men with completely different abilities, more strong men can only feel a sense of hatred. It is an unwillingness that can tear the sky apart, like a lioness who has lost her son.
Speaking of beasts, all the beasts in the ancient continent have already prostrated on the ground. They appear extremely timid at this time, which is a mark coming from the depths of their souls.
Time passed by, and the royal city and the nine principalities were lined with cavalry, silently waiting for the coming disaster. Saint Joshua silently recited this holy text and prayed to the gods to calm down their anger.
However, what puzzled everyone was that the ancient continent was gradually invaded by a rain of flower petals. Orchids filled the air, and colorful fallen flowers floated into every palace, every corner, and everyone's shoulders.
The North Sea monster Kraken kept slapping the sea surface, its eight tentacles twisted and entangled, looking extremely violent. The rocky sea was choppy, and although the waves were violent, they were eventually covered by petals.
The frost giant Ymir slowly opened his eyes, and saw it raising its finger to the sky. In an instant, the wind and snow fell. With a long sigh, Ymir fell into a deep sleep again.
The phosphorescent beetle Nnoitra laughed loudly and chopped the hill in front of her with a wave of her hand. The huge scythe stood still in mid-air, covered with petals.
Mermaid Scylla changed into a more comfortable position, and then a long string of bubbles floated upward. But she just yawned and seemed indifferent to it.
The giant wolf Fennir roared, causing the birds and beasts of the fantasy forest to retreat. The Dark Elf Queen sacrificed the arcane blade, with no mercy in her eyes.
Shark Harribel stood blankly in the desert of death, letting the blazing sun shine in the sky, just smiling and gazing at the falling petals.
The poisonous wolf Managalm was lying by the Stomach Lake, but he almost choked to death on a mouthful of water. It grinned helplessly and then transformed into a human form.
The Night Banquet Frog Wanda Weiss was sitting on the Jinshaluo Beach. It looked at the sky blankly and continued to exude its own coercion. The subordinate officer beside him hesitated to speak, but finally chose to remain silent.
Lilith, the clam spirit, had a sad little face. Through the gap, she looked at the frozen continent with some anxiety. All the fish were hiding behind her, and she seemed to be going to the Hall of Valor together.
"What's going on? I'm very confused." Siren stretched out his head and asked with some confusion.
"I didn't know, it seems we are going to the Devil's Sea." The giant whale Leviathan replied angrily, and then the body of more than 300 meters slowly turned.
"Devil Sea? Then go on your own. I still want to live for a few more years." The Siren paused after hearing the words, and then quickly dived into the deep sea.
At the same time, the Demon Sea was also roaring with rage. Two giant pythons were seen standing quietly in the lightning, and waves of world-destroying pressure slowly spread.
But at some point, a petal fell to the sea. Seeing this, the worldly python Jörmungandr opened his mouth and sent out a magic source, and a huge whirlpool appeared out of thin air.
"Brother, are you sick? This is a precursor to the birth of the Lord of Warcraft. We must not violate the teachings of our ancestors." Hela reminded softly.
"Forget about the antelope knight Nellie, today I found another freak. Sister, you are still too young and don't know the hidden story behind this matter."
"When petals are scattered, life is withering. I am not afraid of any existence, but I have never claimed to be the strongest." The worldly python Jörmungandr sighed, and then countless lightnings exploded out of thin air.