The final chapter. Finding truth in grief and despair (End 2) [True Ending]
Outside the West City, a steam merchant ship.
"sail!"
These were the first words of the young man who took Lanji on board the merchant ship.
"Uh? Where are Your Highness and the others?"
The two orc warriors looked at the boy and the human woman they didn't know with puzzled faces.
"I will go back to find them, you take her and go first!"
"Don't go, let's go together!"
Lanji, who had exhausted her physical energy from the intense running, struggled to grab the arm of the young man who was about to get off the boat.
"I can't leave them behind!"
The young man looked at Lan Ji angrily. This was the first time he felt disgust from Lan Ji.
"You know how strong Wu Gang and his 'Xiao' are. They can't leave. You can't change anything if you go."
Lan Ji knew that her behavior would definitely make the young man resent her, but she also knew that she had to persuade the young man now and not let him act recklessly.
"And if you go back now, it may be too late."
"Tsk!!"
Boom!
The young man punched the mast, and his recently bandaged hand immediately burst and bled.
Yes, Lan Ji is right.
The battle may have ended when he ran here from the long and narrow cave.
He was indeed blinded by anger just now. If he goes back now, the sacrifices of Bai Feng and Nurahan will be in vain.
Realizing that something was not right, the captain asked solemnly: "Then, then... what should we do now?"
Lan Ji said: "Let's sail the boat..."
"..."
The young man remained silent, and the captain and sailors went to work.
"But His Highness Bai Feng and the others..."
Two orc warriors wanted to ask the boy about the situation, but Lan Ji stood in front of them.
"Let him rest now."
The two orcs couldn't understand Lan Ji's words, but the resolute look on Lan Ji's face and her seemingly fragile but iron-like body made the orc warriors who were about to get angry choose to retreat.
The boy was now leaning on the guardrail, his head buried in his arms.
"Why...why I..."
Still can't do anything.
Still can only be protected by others.
He has obviously tried his best to become stronger!
Obviously he has done everything he can!
Why did it end like this?
"You've done your best."
Lan Ji stood behind the boy. The grief coming from the boy seemed to be visible to the naked eye, but she had no words to comfort her.
"But!"
The young man turned around and roared at Lan Ji:
"Just trying my best is not enough!!"
"I'm willing to give anything! My life! My dignity!"
"But even if I take out everything I can, I still can't change anything!"
"This feeling! This despair!"
"You know what?!"
"Do you understand?!"
The young man was furious and vented his negative emotions towards Lanji, who might be the origin of everything.
"I understand..."
Lan Ji turned her face away, held her right elbow with her left hand, and spoke softly.
"I can understand how you feel now. We have both stepped into the abyss, but you are far stronger than me."
After saying that, she reached out her hand to the young man, but this time the young man shook her off.
"Well...?"
Lan Ji made a sound of hurt, but the boy chose to turn his face away and lay on the guardrail again without looking at her.
"Feel sorry..."
However, Lan Ji apologized to the boy.
But it was clearly not her who was wrong, yet she bore the responsibility of venting her own anger.
The ashamed boy lowered his head, now he has returned to his usual rationality.
"I am the one who should apologize."
The young man looked at the bushes gradually moving beside the boat and continued:
"I shouldn't have gotten angry at you. I lost control. I'm sorry."
"But I did make a mistake. If I had directly..."
"It's all in the past, and no one can change it. Don't worry about it anymore."
The young man interrupted Lanji, he didn't want to hear any more "what ifs".
There is no "if" in this world. The word "if" was born and designed for the false conditions that humans think. The results of the discussion may be valuable, but the object of the discussion itself is fictitious.
Memories starting with "if" are often thinking about ridiculous things. Nothing can be changed anyway, so it is better to think about the help these things can bring to the present.
After all, the greatest meaning of thinking about the past is reflection, and regret itself is worthless.
Because their time will only move forward.
"These are for you."
Out of guilt for his previous behavior and other considerations, the young man handed the notes and keys in his arms to Lan Ji.
"Aren't these the things you got from that box?"
Lan Ji took the thing handed by the boy with a surprised look on her face.
"Well, I think these things should contain the memory and knowledge of an old bastard who is obsessed with medicine. It may be useful to you."
"Is it really okay to give such an important thing to me?"
"It's okay, maybe giving it to you is the right choice."
"By the way, there's also this."
The boy handed Lan Ji the silver earrings that had been in his pocket for who knows how long.
"This earring is an apology for just now."
"You don't need to mind what happened just now, and your earrings..."
Lanji put the earrings given by the boy in her palm and looked at them carefully.
"Shouldn't it be a ring? And it's a wedding ring."
And it’s a wedding ring with someone else’s name engraved on it.
How careless is this guy in this regard?
Lan Ji couldn't help but shake her head.
"Well?"
The young man had no research on jewelry. He only thought that this jewelry was a relatively valuable thing on his body, and it was a female jewelry, so he gave it to Lan Ji. Of course, he believed that Lan Ji, who was born in a noble family, would not care about such a small item.
The key is to have the intention.
"Sorry, if you don't like it, just give it back to me..."
It's embarrassing to give a wedding ring to a woman by mistake.
The young man tried to take it back.
"No, I quite like this."
Lanji kept the ring regardless and even wore it on her finger.
"Um... As long as you like it..."
The young man glanced at Lan Ji, who seemed a little happy, and didn't know how to express it, so he continued to look at the increasingly turbulent water under the boat and the city that looked like steel in the dark.
A feeling of exhaustion came over me, maybe I should go to the cabin and take a nap now.
boom!!
A huge explosion broke the calm of the whole ship.
"What, what's going on?"
The captain held the rudder and looked at the flames and dents on the deck with a horrified expression.
"It's a shelling!"
The boy regained consciousness and knew exactly what it was.
This is one of the most powerful weapons for humans to fight against other species - the bronze heavy cannon.
On the towering city wall hundreds of meters away, next to the seemingly abandoned cannon, a group of Iron Feather City soldiers were busy loading ammunition and adjusting the sight.
"Speed up!"
The boy yelled.
The captain is also operating quickly, but the increase in ship speed is still very limited.
"put!"
Under the command of the sergeant, the fuse was ignited, the smoothbore gun body retracted backwards, and the dark muzzle spurted out tongues of flame, making a roar like the roar of a giant dragon.
boom!!
The shell penetrated the weak hull and exploded inside the ship.
A sailor dragged his companion who had lost half of his body to the deck and shouted: "Hurry, jump off the ship, the boiler is going to explode!"
boom!!
The third shell struck, and the ship shook violently again.
At the same time, water slowly surged up from the gap in the bottom of the ship, and the entire ship began to sink.
"No, no..."
The young man looked at the sloping deck in disbelief. He knew that they could not run away now.
After paying such a heavy price, is this the ending?
The ambush was not accidental. He should have forced a retreat when he encountered the first ambush.
Because all of this is already in the enemy's calculations.
"careful!!"
Another cannonball roared towards the deck, but the young man who was near the target remained frozen in place.
Even if you die now, it doesn't matter.
The young man fell into despair. He could not hear anyone's voice in his ears. He closed his eyes and prepared to accept the outcome.
"drink!"
However, he was pushed away, pushed away by a pair of delicate arms.
"Well?!"
As soon as the boy opened his eyes, he saw Lan Ji lying on the deck saying something to him, but at this time he could not hear anything because of the ringing in his ears.
And the cannonball was right in the sky above his field of vision, arriving in an instant.
"No!!"
boom!!
The huge impact pushed the young man's body, which was still in mid-air, off the ship. At the last moment when he lost consciousness, Lanji was also completely swallowed up by the flames of the explosion in front of his eyes.
Even if there are gods in this world, they are probably dead, right?
If they are not dead, then they are still demon gods with no mercy and a heart of stone.
People in the world are just their playthings, and their life and death have nothing to do with them.
At least, I am someone they have never taken care of.
"Stay alive!"
The young man thought of Lan Ji's mouth shape just now. Yes, she said this to herself in the end.
Can......
Do you want me to live with all the sins and regrets?
"So you here thought you were dead."
There were rustling footsteps in his ears, and a tall man walked towards him on the sand, with several people following him.
"Nu...Rahan?"
The boy who opened his eyes slightly saw the face of the strong orc, and his stiff expression seemed a little disappointed.
However, looking down, the orc leader did not have his strong body, this was just his head, with fresh incisions underneath dripping with blood.
Wu Gang, who was holding the head, stopped beside the young man, and the weapons held by the owl warriors behind him still had wet blood on them.
Wu Gang glanced at the young man's dull eyes and the several corpses floating next to the wreckage of the ship in the river in the distance, and he raised the corner of his mouth and let out a sneer.
"Take him back."
"yes!!"
Two owl warriors walked over to the young man, took away the weapons from the young man, and then lifted him up from both sides and took him away.
Is this destiny?
The corpses of the orcs appeared at his feet in the passage. The boy buried his head in the cold steel. There was no trace of light in his pupils, and everything in his consciousness fell into endless darkness.
I......
Still too weak.
The weak can only be exploited in the world of the strong.
The weak eat the strong.
Is this really a "fair and reasonable" law?
"this?"
The female tiger-man, who was huddled in the street corner and covered in blood, saw the young man surrounded by the black-armored troops.
"How come?"
Didn't you escape?
Bai Feng looked at the young man in astonishment. However, the young man seemed to have lost his consciousness now. He was being escorted by the black-armored owl like a puppet on a string without any resistance.
"Um?"
Wu Gang, who felt the sight, looked in a certain direction, and the figure of the tiger man had disappeared into the night.
I must go and save him.
Bai Feng thought of this. The orc warriors fell to the ground one after another under the swords of the black-armored warriors. It was Nurahan who used the secret technique of burning life to forcefully open a way for her to break out, allowing her to successfully withdraw.
Iron Feather City.
Since the young man was caught, it was obvious that something happened on the ship. She had already lost too much and could not let the young man die too.
Now that the rescue team has almost been wiped out, it is difficult for her to join the clansmen on the fleet alone, so she might as well give it a try now.
Thinking of this, Bai Feng kept his distance and followed the team escorting the young man.
There were no substitutions in this team. It was still a powerful escort team composed of Wu Gang and several black-armored owls. Bai Feng had no chance, but the tiger men were the most patient when hunting, so Bai Feng was not discouraged.
Move forward covertly.
But the direction of this team's advance is completely different from that of Ironhelm Castle or the prison. Their goal is actually - the mine?
What to do?
Bai Feng, who didn't know why, fell into deep thought as he looked at the young man who was brought into the mine and the guards patrolling around the already sealed mine.
...
"We've caught him, and everything is ready at the altar."
Wu Gang used the sound transmission stone to inform Feng Ze of the news.
"Okay, I'm still feeling a little unwell here, so I'll leave the rest to you."
Feng Ze's voice was a little tired despite the excitement, and it was obvious that the influence of the toxin had not completely subsided.
"Oh, don't worry, there won't be any problem with this."
Wu Gang turned off the sound transmission stone and said to himself:
"It's an honor to witness this moment with your own eyes."
"Isn't it?"
Wu Gang looked at the young man behind him.
"My king."
...
The young man's consciousness, which had sunk into darkness, seemed to have no bottom as soon as it fell.
In this way, in the bottomless, lightless abyss, he lost himself, forgot to think, and his body was so light that it seemed as if he did not exist. If at any time even the last bit of his feeling dissipated, it would be death.
But... the boy didn't resist at all, and he even took the initiative to speed up the dissipation of his self-awareness.
Voluntarily turned into a body without soul and spirit.
However, just when he felt that he was about to die spiritually, he landed hard.
Um...Am I here?
The young man raised his head in confusion, looked around and found that this place seemed to be a garden.
But the flowers in the flower bed in front of me have withered, the petals falling in the dark soil are turning into dust at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the surrounding flowers are dead without exception, as if something has sucked away the vitality of these plants.
Energy flow?
The young man discovered that there seemed to be an almost invisible thin line on these vegetation, and these thin lines contained energy, and something was absorbing them.
So the young man walked along the line, wanting to see the end of these energy flows.
"roar!"
A dark monster suddenly jumped out from the withered flowers.
The young man subconsciously wanted to pull out his dagger, but found that he didn't have any weapons on his body.
Can only run.
The young man knew that he could not fight now, so he ignored the monster and just accelerated towards the end.
The monster was chasing after him, and the boy was running away desperately.
Finally, before being chased by the monster, the young man rushed into a mansion, turned around and closed the door, blocking the monster out.
Boom!
The monster hit the door and made a loud noise, but it did not break through the door.
After getting some time to breathe, the boy continued walking deeper into the mansion.
There are many oil paintings hanging on the walls around the mansion, but for some unknown reason, the contents of these paintings cannot be clearly seen.
So the young man didn't stop for anything and continued to speed up and run towards the end of the flow of abilities.
Well?!
When the boy arrived at the end, he found a large mirror there. The mirror was absorbing the energy, and a huge oil painting hung on the wall behind the mirror. This was the only oil painting that the boy could see clearly.
On the mountain of corpses strewn with bones, there was a pair of boys and girls hugging each other. There was a crack in the sky that looked like a vertical eye, and inside there was a huge airship heading towards them.
What does this mean?
The young man didn't understand, but before he could take a closer look, the door behind him had been knocked open, and the black monster roared and ran towards the young man's direction.
With no other way out, the young man had to stand in front of the mirror, only to find that the reflection in the mirror was indeed a tall, thin young man with black hair and black eyes. This young man's eyes were full of indifference and calmness, as if he had seen through everything.
This person looks like myself, but is not myself.
Who is he?
Who am I anyway?
The young man stretched out his hand to the young man in the mirror, and the young man in the mirror also stretched out his hand to him.
The moment their fingertips met, the boy was sucked into the mirror.
Ugh!
The young man held his dizzy head and fell to the ground. He looked up and found that there were two armies on both sides of him, one black and one white, with clear flags.
"kill!!"
Under the orders of their respective generals, the two armies charged towards each other.
And if the young man stays here, he will definitely be crushed into a pulp by these thousands of troops.
But not far in front of the boy was the mirror he had seen.
In order to solve all the mysteries, the boy rushed towards the mirror quickly. At the moment when the two armies fought together, the boy and the mirror disappeared in this space.
"My king has arrived!"
This is a black hall. The young man appeared on the red carpet in the middle of the hall. The masked servant standing next to the throne in the center of the hall shouted:
"Please, my supreme king, come and be crowned!"
On both sides of the red carpet, a group of luxuriously dressed masked people knelt neatly, and they responded:
"Your Majesty, please crown me!"
"Your Majesty, please crown me!"
...
Amidst the shouts of respect from everyone, the young man stared blankly at the golden throne at the end of the red carpet.
The throne symbolizes supreme power and endless wealth. As long as someone owns one of them, he will have no regrets in this life, let alone become a "king" who owns both?
The desire for money, the desire for power, the desire to dominate oneself... No matter what kind of desire he has, as long as he steps on the stairs, turns around and sits down, everything he desires will be satisfied.
What a great temptation this is!
The young man walked towards the throne involuntarily, and the servant beside the throne also picked up the crown on the tray and prepared to crown him.
However, just as he stepped onto the steps that attracted everyone's attention, the young man suddenly stopped.
"Your Majesty, please crown me!"
The servants urged, and the masked courtiers around them also shouted:
"Your Majesty, please crown me!"
"Your Majesty, please crown me!"
"Your Majesty, please crown me!"
...
Under the gaze of everyone, the young man raised his leg again, but this time he did not move forward, but stepped backward.
I am not him, and I cannot become him.
The young man thought of the black-haired young man. He knew very well that there was a boundary between him and himself, and this subtle boundary determined that they were two completely different people.
That young man must have stepped onto the throne, but he couldn't.
The throne is not his destination. He does not need to be a king, and he cannot become a king.
"roar!!"
The boy turned around and saw that the black monster appeared on the red carpet behind him, and it was several times larger than before.
However, no one around looked at this giant beast, and the black-armored guards at the entrance of the palace did not make any movement. These people just mechanically repeated: "Please crown the king!", as if they were soulless puppets.
The cheek servant with a little extra movement had hollow and numb eyes, as if it was completely dead inside.
Everything here is full of abnormalities.
How could he not remain vigilant?
"roar!!"
The black giant roared and charged towards the young man. If he turned around and ran up to the throne now, I believe this giant beast would disappear, right?
However, the young man stayed where he was without evading, watching calmly as the giant beast's bloody mouth got closer and closer to him.
"When I was most hungry for power, you gave me this choice. It was like giving me a pillow when I took a nap."
The young man sneered and continued:
"I have never seen you so conscientious before."
The giant beast swallowed the young man into its belly. However, the young boy discovered that the beast's throat was actually the mirror, so he stretched out his hand towards the mirror.
In a sudden spin, the young man found himself sitting on a chair next to a square table, and sitting on the seat opposite him was a dark figure. His appearance could not be clearly seen, only a vague human shape.
The black shadow looked at the young man and said doubtfully: "Strange, do you hate what we gave you so much?"
"Who are you, or who are you?"
The young man looked at the black shadow. He no longer cared about life or death. He was also very calm when talking to such a strange existence.
"We are gods, or the 'demons' you think of in your heart."
Black Shadow continued without hesitation:
"As you can imagine, the life and death of mortal life is of little importance to us, and we have no interest in paying attention to those individual lives."
The young man looked unsurprised and continued to ask: "But you came to me, why?"
"Because you are special."
The black shadow clearly had no eyes, but the boy knew clearly that it was looking at him.
"We will choose some special individuals as our spokespersons to help us regulate the world and prevent it from going into a situation we don't want."
"Since you are gods, then do it yourself!"
Thinking that all his experiences may have been controlled by the existence in front of him, the young man punched the table, but no sound was made, as if his punch was in the air.
The black shadow ignored the boy's actions and continued to explain calmly: "We also have our own rules that we must abide by. There are many things that we cannot directly participate in."
The young man sneered: "It's the rules of the game, right?!"
"There is nothing wrong with your understanding."
Not only did Heiying not deny it, but he confirmed the young man's statement.
"The game between us is at a level that you mortal beings cannot understand, just like the chess pieces cannot understand the chess players. You only need to do what we want, and you don't need to know too much."
The young man smiled and said: "Then what if we don't do what you want?"
"No mortal life can go against us, including you. Don't think that just because you see us, you really surpass those insignificant lives."
The black shadow maintained considerable restraint against the boy's rudeness.
"The me you can see is just my phantom. The first sight of my true body will destroy your soul. It is very simple for us to erase any existence in this world."
"I have heard that there have been many blasphemers in this world. They scolded you in the street and burned your idols. I don't know that any of them died suddenly in the street."
The black shadow replied calmly: "Why should we pay attention to the chirping of insects? We know it, but we don't care."
The boy asked back: "Including the prayers of believers?"
"That's the same voice. We will not act for you. If you want us to help you, you must pay the corresponding price."
The shadow seemed to be tired of answering the boy's questions, so it brought the conversation back to the topic.
"You need power now, and you have come into contact with a lot of the blessings we have left for you, but you don't know how to use it yet, and the power is not complete. We can give you complete power and give you this world.
Unprecedented knowledge will give you more and better opportunities. As long as you accept it, before long, there will be no mortal life in this world that can compete with you, and you can realize all your wishes."
"Everything a mortal life desires: wealth, knowledge, power, strength, companionship... We can give you all these things, and they are absolutely beyond the highest level existing in this mortal world."
The young man looked at the black shadow and asked: "As long as I can do what you want?"
"Yes, this is a very generous favor. You will be the one who gets the best contract among all our chosen ones, and the price you need to pay does not have to increase."
The black shadow looked at the young man. It could read the young man's thoughts. It felt the struggle in the young man's heart. This was an offer that no mortal could refuse. Even if it stood from a mortal's perspective, it would be moved by it.
"I......"
However, after some mental struggle, the young man came to the result.
"reject!"
"It's an interesting thought. You are actually doubting us and doubting the gods."
There was no need for the boy to explain, the black shadow already knew what the boy was thinking.
"I respect your choice. Even though you don't intend to respect us, I will still respect you. Among the tiny insects, there are not no individuals who can surprise us."
The young man found that his vision was becoming blurred, and the chair he was sitting on and the table in front of him had disappeared at some point. At this time, endless darkness spread from the black figure and rushed towards him.
"But in the near future, you will regret your current choice, and you will kneel down and ask us for strength."
"Of course now that you are here, you can get a reward, accept it with gratitude!"
The shadow's figure disappeared, and it turned into a huge black hole, sucking the unable to move boy into it.
"Your destiny will be different in the future. You will gain strength and you will realize your wishes. Of course, what you can get will be imperfect and incomplete."
"until......"
"Until you agree to the contract with us."
The young man's whole body fell into the abyss of darkness, just like at the beginning. Once he fell, he didn't know when he would reach the end.
Before his consciousness completely dissipated, the shadow's voice sounded in his mind.
"Now go and experience the blessings we have bestowed upon you!"
...
"Ugh!!"
As soon as the boy who had just regained consciousness opened his eyes, he found that he seemed to be in a jar filled with green liquid, his limbs were bound by four metal arms of unknown material, and his whole body was covered with catheters.
Where is this place?
The young man spit out a string of bubbles in the tank. His current situation had a sense of science fiction, making him think that he was still in those illusory worlds. However, Wu Gang standing outside the transparent barrier and the black-armored owl who were standing guard,
Let him immediately realize that he has arrived in reality.
The young man turned around and looked around, and found that the large tank he was in now was just part of a giant instrument. Although these instruments were made of different metal parts, they were integrated into one body, as if they were one metal life.
The only people who can build such complex mechanical equipment are the dwarves who disappeared inexplicably.
Wu Gang said to the black-robed mage next to him: "Everything is ready now. If you are injured, you can go down and rest first."
"..."
The black-robed mage ignored Wu Gang. She stared at the young man in the jar with a very complicated mood.
But staying here couldn't change anything, so the black-robed mage turned around and left the cave after hesitating for a while.
"Start the device now."
After the obstructive people left, Wu Gang immediately gave orders to his subordinates.
Although Wu Gang and others call this large machine an altar, they all know that this thing has nothing to do with magic.
"yes!"
The Owl Warrior next to the joystick began to operate the machine according to previous training.
The giant machine has three placement positions. One is a metal tank filled with nutrient solution in the center, and there are energy tanks on both sides for placing energy objects.
After the machine is driven, the large blue gem on the left and the black orb on the right both rotate, and the power inside is simultaneously injected into the young man in the middle tank through the pipe.
"Haha, with the energy control machine of the dwarves, the magic core of the tenth-level water monster, and the Yin Evil Pearl that condenses the cold air of tens of thousands of dead souls, there is no better condition than here anywhere in the world.
"
Wu Gang stared at the operating instruments. As of now, everything was going smoothly.
"The king we have lost will come in this container. I believe he will be satisfied with this body."
Their king is the supreme king who surpasses all so-called kings. Only the king is worthy of their following, and only the king can change the world.
However, sixteen years ago, due to their incompetence, the king fell.
These servants, who were sworn to be loyal to the king, did not choose to go with the king, but survived in this hopeless world, just for this day...the day when the king would be called back to this world.
Only the king, only the king is resurrected, can they re-establish a kingdom of their own under the leadership of the king.
They will eventually nail those rebellious officials and traitors to copper pillars, they will eventually hang the heads of the Forsworn with flags, and they will eventually restore purity to this dirty world!
The true master of the Black Demon Army, who has been dormant for more than ten years, will return today!
Wu Gang's excitement could not be suppressed. He knew very well that today would definitely be recorded in the annals of world history, and he would be one of the witnesses. His hands could not help but tremble.
Compared with the excitement of Wu Gang outside, the young man in the jar felt quite bad. Two extremely cold but completely different forces were input from the catheter to every important part of his body.
The quality of this energy is extremely high, and the quantity is so large that even if the young man completely activates the dark fighting energy in his body, he cannot consume this seemingly endless stream of energy.
Under the guidance of the instrument, this unconsumable energy was continuously injected into the boy's muscles and veins, even if it was filled to the point where it could no longer be filled, it was still being pushed in.
"Ugh!!"
The young man felt that his state was like that of a chicken emerging from its shell, but he himself was the shell, and the invading energy in his body was the chicken that was about to peck out the shell.
The young man who couldn't figure out the situation for the moment could only think: These people want to torture me, but they really spent a lot of money!
Although the boy's voice inside could not be heard outside, his painful expression could still be seen outside.
So the owl warrior who was controlling the instrument asked Wu Gang for instructions: "Commander, do you want to lower the input value a little."
"No, continue to increase the input value, don't waste any time."
Wu Gang was obviously very confident in the boy's endurance, but he believed that the boy in the jar who started to roll his eyes didn't think so.
"yes!"
The owl warrior followed the order and continued to increase energy input at an even rate, thereby forcing these energy flows to accelerate the transformation of the young man's body.
However, the young man felt that his body should be like that of a baby that had just come out of his mother's womb, was pushed back, then came out again, and went back again, and he himself was suffering from the pain of both his mother and his mother at the same time.
The originally narrow tendons were forcibly expanded, expanded again, expanded beyond measure, and then the absorbed energy flow and nutrient solution began to restore the damaged parts of the young man's body. The rate of recovery was basically the same as the rate of destruction, so even if the young man
He endured great pain, but his body still did not collapse.
Over time, after the body gets used to this kind of impact, the pain begins to decrease, and there is even a sense of comfort from the influx of strength.
His body is filled with two kinds of cold energy, water and darkness. However, he happens to be the attributes of water and darkness. These two energies can be accepted by his body without causing rejection. The pain is only due to the transformation of the body, and
It is caused by the backlog of energy. Once the tendons are successfully expanded and stabilized, it is not difficult to accept the energy that continues to come from behind.
"Join the king's blood."
After Wu Gang saw that the boy's body had basically adapted and that the dial fusion rate had reached the standard, he signaled his men to enter the next stage as planned.
"yes!"
An owl warrior standing next to the iron jar took out the crystal bottle from the treasure box held by his companion, and then poured the dark golden liquid in the bottle from the injection port at the bottom of the jar.
As soon as these liquids entered the nutrient solution, they immediately caused the nutrient solution to boil, and the momentum was even greater than the previous two injections of cold energy.
"Ugh!!"
The boy who had just recovered was in pain that felt like his whole body was being torn apart.
The strange blood rushed toward the young man like a snake and penetrated through the pores of his skin.
The damage caused by these liquids to his body was actually greater than before. The young man felt that his blood was being squeezed out by a huge force. In fact, this was also the case. Blood was constantly gushing out from his seven orifices and even the pores on his body.
After a while, the tin can that originally looked green turned blood-colored.
But the young man in the jar seemed to be motionless. He was soaked in blood, his whole body was as thin as dry wood, and he was held motionless by a mechanical arm.
"Quickly see if he still has any vital responses!"
Wu Gang also looked panicked when he saw this situation. He was obviously following the steps, why did it become like this?
Xiaoxiaojihui reported: "The heartbeat is still there, but it is very weak. Do you want to temporarily stop the energy input?"
"Cannot stop typing, but reduce the amount of typing per second."
Wu Gang squinted his eyes and observed the boy's condition closely. Since the boy was not dead, he should be in some critical state now and must not be touched at will.
"Report!"
An owl warrior ran in from outside the cave. Since Wu Gang had told him not to disturb him at will, he obviously had something important to report.
"speak!"
Wu Gang was feeling anxious now. If something happened at this time, it would be fatal.
"We just found the bodies of two brothers in a mine."
"What?! How did they die?"
Wu Gang was shocked. He didn't know if there was anyone else in the city who could quietly kill the owl warriors he had chosen to train, and there were two of them.
"They were all stabbed in the neck and there were no other wounds on their bodies."
This owl warrior was also quite panicked. This situation showed that his two companions were fatally struck without any resistance. The enemy's level was quite high and they had probably penetrated into the mine.
"Order the patrol team to assemble, count the number of people, and see if there are any lost men."
Of course Wu Gang understood the seriousness of this matter, and he quickly ordered:
"Now all teams are composed of at least four people, and then a group of people will be called to strengthen patrols here."
"yes!"
The owl warrior quickly left the mine.
Wu Gang looked at the owl warriors guarding around him and fell into deep thought.
If anyone could have the strength to quietly infiltrate into a mine full of black-armored guards, Wu Gang could only think of one person, and if he was really targeted by that madwoman, even he would be horrified.
And since we don’t know when the other party has penetrated in, it is very likely that the other party has already arrived in the main mine.
Thinking of this, Wu Gang immediately ordered: "Now! Everyone throw away their weapons."
Although the owl warriors in the cave were not sure of the reason, there was no doubt about the military order, so they still threw away their weapons in accordance with the order.
"Then, everyone took off their masks and confirmed each other's faces."
After finishing speaking, Wu Gang paid close attention to the situation of the owl warriors around him.
When almost everyone took off their masks, there was an owl warrior who hesitated to move. Wu Gang directly used the "guillotine" without saying anything and struck him with a sword.
"Tsk!"
The owl warrior immediately dodged Wu Gang's sword wind, but the aftermath still knocked the mask off her face.
"Oh? Little cat, you finally saved your life, and why are you here to die?"
This owl warrior is Bai Feng in disguise, and Wu Gang is not afraid of Bai Feng at all now. Her blood secret technique has been used today. Under normal circumstances, Bai Feng is not Wu Gang's opponent.
"Oh, how would you know if you don't give it a good beating?"
Bai Feng was breaking out in a cold sweat at this time. She couldn't figure out the reason why she was exposed. She managed to sneak in here and wait for the chance to save the boy. Now that she was exposed in advance, it would obviously mean a hard battle.
"Are you still very confident? Have you forgotten how your companions died?"
Wu Gang let out a sneer, and then he continued:
"The heads of those orcs are already hanging on the city walls. As for you...since you look pretty good, I will destroy your cultivation and train you well. I believe you will be with the nobles."
Very popular.”
"You're looking for death!"
Wu Gang's words not only touched Bai Feng's heart, but also humiliated her dignity, thus successfully irritating Bai Feng completely.
Bai Feng took the initiative to attack Wu Gang. In anger, her attack was a little faster than usual, and her body also entered a half-animal transformation.
"Haha! I admit that you still have some abilities, but that's all."
Wu Gang swung his sword and received a series of punches from Bai Feng. When Bai Feng's attack weakened slightly, he immediately switched from defense to offense, forcing Bai Feng to distance himself.
Bai Feng was tired of dealing with Wu Gang's continuous sword blasts. As a boxer, she was completely at a disadvantage when she couldn't get close. As her physical fitness went by, her slim chance of winning was slowly passing away...
...
The boy felt as if he had returned to his mother's arms. He didn't know whether he had a mother in this world, but his mother in the other world still existed in his memory as a vague image.
It's very warm, just keep quiet, it seems like you can forget everything.
This is a very mysterious state.
Who am I? Where am I? What do I want to do?
The three philosophical questions are not important at this moment. What is important is the tranquility at this moment.
"Karl, how wonderful it would be if this world could allow everyone to realize their ideals!"
However, a woman's voice broke the tranquility, but the boy did not feel anything unexpected. Instead, he felt that this woman's voice was like the sound of nature.
"Yue, this is impossible."
"He" spoke, his eyes moved down, and a silver-haired woman was nestling in his arms.
The silver-haired woman named Yue winked playfully and yet dignifiedly and said, "Well... if we just go in this direction a little bit, I think there should be no problem, right?"
"Well, maybe."
He responded seemingly calmly, but the strength in his embrace of Yue increased.
"Only the day when injustice, lies and sin cease to exist will the world you expect come to pass."
Yue put her ear against his chest and asked softly: "Then do you think it will be possible?"
"have no idea."
After answering, he hesitated for a while and said:
"But if you're looking forward to it..."
"I'm willing to work hard for it."
"Um."
Yue smiled, her smile seemed to have magic power, just by looking at it, you could no longer take your eyes away from her face.
"Come on..."
After saying that, she turned into a butterfly, flapped her beautiful wings, and flew into the sky where she couldn't see the edge...
"Well?!"
The young man looked at the empty embrace with a stunned look on his face. Where did that graceful silver-haired woman go?
"She's not here..."
A calm voice sounded behind the young man.
"Ah? You are?"
The young man looked back and saw a young man with black hair and black eyes standing not far behind him.
"I am Karl, of course more people should call me 'Dark Devil' now."
The young man walked towards the young man slowly. The young man looked at him warily and expressed shock at his reply.
"Are you the Dark Lord?!"
The founder of the Black Country, the supreme leader of the Black Tide, and the Dark Lord who was once known as the first person under the True God, is actually the handsome young man in front of him.
And the person he saw in the mirror before was obviously him.
"Well, you can indeed call me that."
The young man stopped three steps in front of him. His whole body exuded a kind of calmness, a calmness without any ripples.
"You, aren't you dead?"
The Dark Lord died in the "Fall of the Demon Palace" sixteen years ago. He faced strong men from all walks of life sent by the multi-ethnic coalition, and was finally beheaded by the Sword Master Chalmers.
The young man became nervous. This kind of character was as ethereal as a legend. How could he meet him in his own consciousness?
"Indeed, I seem to have been dead for some years."
When talking about his own death, the Black Devil remained as calm as before, as if he was just talking about some insignificant past event.
"So what you see now is just a little bit of consciousness, not my true body."
"Then why did you come to me?"
Perhaps affected by the dull mood of the Dark Lord, the young man calmed down, and his words seemed like he was talking about the past with an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.
"It's not that I want to find you, but someone wants me to come to you."
"Are you talking about Wu Gang or Feng Ze?"
"Those are not their names."
"A pseudonym?"
"almost."
The Black Demon seemed to find it a bit awkward to stand and talk like this. He walked to the other side, and the boy followed him subconsciously.
"Sit down."
The black devil sat down on a city wall and motioned for the young man to take a seat nearby.
"here it is?"
The young man sat next to the black devil and found that there was a city at his feet, with tall buildings and numerous buildings, and the architectural style was somewhat simple and elegant.
"This is the capital of the elves, Pang Duling."
The black devil introduced to the young man:
"Down there is Union Square, and that statue is the original elf."
"Why are you showing me this?"
The young man was puzzled.
"It's not that I want you to see it, but your consciousness is mixed with mine, and you and I can both see each other's memories."
"Then what I saw before..."
"That part is considered a memory, but it also includes fiction. It's more important to me."
The Black Devil is not a man of many words, and his voice and words do not contain unnecessary content. His plain words make people want to listen to them.
The young man asked: "Then what you did, including triggering the black wave, were all in response to Yue's expectations?"
"She died by my own hands..."
The black devil calmly said something that shocked the young man.
"But she is clearly so..."
"That's important, right? It is."
The Black Devil stared at the crowds in the streets under the city wall.
"I basically spent the rest of my life confessing to her, and what you see is just my self-deception. That experience did not happen in reality."
"People need lies. A clever fraudster can deceive himself. Although I am not a clever deceiver, I can indeed deceive myself."
At this time, the boy remembered the terrible disaster that was said to have reduced the world's population by one-fifth, and he asked: "So you killed so many people just for a lie?"
"It's not all lies, there is also truth, such as the world she expected."
"Realizing that world was my initial motivation, but later it was no longer the motivation. There were more complex reasons for my actions."
The young man refuted: "But she clearly looks forward to a better world."
"For the sake of beauty, you have to destroy, for the sake of honesty, you have to lie."
The black devil calmly spoke a contradictory and philosophical statement.
"I do not understand."
The young man hoped that the dark devil could explain clearly.
"You'll understand, later."
However, the black devil did not intend to continue to answer, and just gave a vague reply.
"Do I have a future? I will be killed by your people."
The young man knew his situation in reality. He should be dying in the terrifying experimental container now.
If your guess is correct, Wu Gang and others were originally subordinates of the Dark Lord, and now that the Dark Lord himself is here, and seems to be quite easy to talk to, he may be able to control them.
"Their original intention was not to kill you. If that were the case, there would be no need to go to great lengths. Compared with their current strength, there is a gap that cannot be easily bridged."
The black devil looked at the young man. He knew very well that the young man's current strength was still too weak, both physically and mentally. Any powerful person could ravage him.
"Then what do they want to do?"
"Let me use your body to resurrect you."
"Well?!"
The boy suddenly jumped up, and then he realized that he might be talking to a jackal that could devour him at any time, and in his eyes, his abilities might not even be as good as a little white rabbit.
"You don't have to be afraid."
The black devil is still as calm as before, without desires or desires, neither sad nor happy.
"Although your body is highly compatible with mine, your body is now strengthened to the point where it can accept me."
"But I have no desire to be resurrected."
"Uh? No, didn't you die without achieving your goal?"
The legendary demon king should not die with great ambition, and then his loyal servants try every means to revive him and continue to destroy the world.
Isn't this a consistent routine?
"That goal was not my goal originally. As for ambition, I am just a more important cog in the driven mechanism."
After the young man left the table, the black devil also stood up from his seat and walked towards the young man.
"I don't want to rotate. Other gears will also rotate with me, regardless of my personal wishes. One day I will jump out of the machine, and that will be forever. It is impossible to go back."
"The king's burden?"
The boy thought of a word.
"Um."
The black devil nodded, confirming the young man's idea.
"A king is a leader who carries the wishes of all his followers. If I become the Dark Lord, I must fulfill their wishes in order to be a qualified king."
"Then you must be a qualified king."
The boy had heard how loyal the Dark Lord was to the Dark Lord, and even heard that the Dark Lord had the magic to control other people's minds. But now it seemed that the Dark Lord might have relied on his personal charm to gather so many loyal followers.
"No, I'm not qualified."
The dark devil shook his head and rejected the young man's compliment.
"I failed. A qualified king will not fail."
"So what's the real reason you don't want to be resurrected?"
"I'm tired..."
The black devil closed his eyes, tiredness showing all over his body.
"That's all."
"Then can you give me your power?"
The young man bowed deeply to the Dark Lord.
"I need power, and I want to change the world. Please lend me your power."
"Can."
The Black Devil was not surprised by the boy's request, and he had already had this wish.
"I have also made this plan. I will hand over what I have learned during my lifetime to you, and you will inherit my mantle."
"But you also have to promise me..."
"What?"
"To show a way, a way that the world has never thought of."
"This is my wish, my unfulfilled wish."
"Yes, I promise you."
Carrying the Dark Lord's wishes, the young man gained enlightenment.
"Then you will inherit my power and knowledge, and at the same time bear my sins, and become...the Dark Lord."
"Well?"
Wait, becoming the Dark Lord is a bit much.
He doesn’t want to destroy the world yet!
"Just kidding."
The Black Devil was just as indifferent when he was joking, as if he wasn't joking at all.
"I am just a wandering soul left in the world. The power I can give you is actually very limited. The only thing that can be of great help to you is my knowledge and experience from many years of wandering."
The Black Demon stared at the spinning black ball in the boy's forehead, and he roughly guessed something important.
"This also means that my memory will also be integrated into your memory, and you have fragments of my soul in your body, which may cause you to lose yourself."
"I see."
Can I remember whether I am a boy or a black devil under the impact of the sea of memories?
The Dark Lord's memory is obviously vast, and the young man does not have this confidence.
"So I will store my memories in the form of seals in your sea of consciousness. If you are capable enough, you will naturally discover these seals. Unsealing them will not be difficult. It contains some of my previous secret skills, and there are many more.
Very little useful stuff.”
Since the Black Devil has made a promise, he will naturally fulfill it, so he also has a solution to this problem.
"But I will still be influenced by you, right?"
The young man looked at the young man who was already drawing something in the air with his fingers, and he began to wonder if this was another way for the other party to let his guard down before seizing the body.
"Yes, mild effects are unavoidable, but I believe you can maintain yourself."
The Black Demon felt the young man's current doubts, and he smiled. This demon king who had killed countless people in legend and preyed on people's hearts, had a smile as gentle as the spring sunshine.
"You have already reached a conclusion with God. You know very well that you are not me and I am not you."
"So don't worry, you will definitely be able to get rid of my shadow."
After saying that, the black devil put his right hand on the young man's head, and like an enlightenment, golden seals entered the young man's mind.
"Huh? You have also seen 'gods'. What are they...?"
The young man still had many questions to ask, especially those existences that claimed to be "gods". Apparently the black demons had also seen them. What exactly they were, the young man wanted to find out.
"Stop asking, go and get real! Otherwise it will be too late."
The figure of the black devil was slowly dissipating, and the boy's consciousness began to blur.
"You still have a lot to do."
"This is just...a beginning."
...
"Hey, little kitten, how many moves do you have yet to use?"
Wu Gang moved the muscles on his shoulders. After a fierce battle, he was fully warmed up.
"I'm a little impatient."
"hateful..."
Bai Feng now has multiple sword wounds on her body. Her recovery power has dropped greatly after activating her bloodline power. Although the wounds can be sealed with Gang Qi to temporarily stop the bleeding, as an explosive warrior, Bai Feng's remaining physical strength
Already insufficient.
And now only Wu Gang is her opponent. The other owl warriors are all waiting in place. After being discovered, she has lost the chance to escape.
Obviously, when their leader was in an absolute advantage, they went to help the rebels and dampened Wu Gang's interest.
"Ugh!!"
brush!
A sword beam of black steel flashed past, but Bai Feng was unable to dodge, and there was a wound on his shoulder that was as deep as the bone.
Vision... blurred.
Bai Feng shook her head, letting her mind regain its clarity, and retreated to keep a distance from Wu Gang. No matter how unwilling she was, she could not deny the fact that Wu Gang was stronger than her.
The massive blood loss and physical exertion made it difficult for her to even stand.
And the boy in the tin can now has no signs of life, so there is really nothing she can do when she comes here.
"It looks like it's about to end now."
Wu Gang found that this female tiger-man had lost much fighting spirit. Compared with the current power gap, it was easy to capture her.
Boom...
Boom! Boom!
"Huh? Is this...a heartbeat?"
Wu Gang looked at the iron can in surprise. The sound of a heartbeat like a drum was coming from the iron can, which was obviously soundproof.
The blood mist diffused in the nutrient solution flowed back towards the mummified body with the beating of the heart. While the skin and muscles regained their luster, his limbs were also twitching continuously.
"Report! The energy output cannot keep up with the target's absorption speed."
Wu Gang said ecstatically: "Now direct maximum output!"
"yes!"
The huge machine began to roar, and two energy objects that were rare in the world were spinning crazily inside the container. The terrifying energy stored inside was rapidly flowing towards the young man in the central container during the rotation.
At this time, the young man's body was filled with two beings, one was a giant deep-sea beast that had lived for tens of thousands of years, and the other was the mind body of tens of thousands of dead souls.
Originally, this deep-sea behemoth that once roamed the North Sea had absolute suppressive power, but after the loose mental body of tens of thousands of dead souls encountered the "giant skeleton monster" that gathered the will in the young man's body, it actually became able to compete.
.
The two, one water and one dark, one blue and one black, formed a balance in the boy's body. The boy's body smoothly swallowed these terrifying powers. The catheters inserted into his body's acupuncture points were also affected by the huge pressure rising in his body.
Start to come out one by one.
And now he no longer needs these conduits to assist in absorbing these powers. He begins to directly absorb these manic energies that can easily make ordinary people explode to death. Due to the wide and boundless veins in his body, he feels as if he can swallow
Suck up the whole world.
Divine veins are so terrifying.
The young man's foundation has been extremely solid, his body can fully accept this energy, and his whole body's aura is also rising rapidly.
Level 4, Level 5, Level 6... It was not until the peak of Level 8 that both energy stones turned into powder, and his surging power level finally came to a standstill.
However, Wu Gang realized the problem:
The look that the boy in the jar looked at him was not the king's tolerance and relief, but... resentment! The boy's resentment!
"Add the restraint ring quickly!"
The king's will has not come, and he is still the young man himself in the young man's body.
What went wrong?
Wu Gang's whole body was trembling. He couldn't believe this fact. They spent such a high price to actually cultivate a terrible enemy?
A metal ring with complex patterns descended from the top of the jar, and the surging power in the boy's body was immediately suppressed, and the boy himself twitched as if he had been electrocuted.
That's it now!
The moment Wu Gang was distracted, Bai Feng rushed towards the giant machine. She believed that as long as she destroyed the machine, the boy would be free.
"Hey, I'm in a bad mood right now, don't make trouble!"
Sword skills: Cut two with one sword.
The angry Wu Gang slashed at Bai Feng's back with a wave of sword, but Bai Feng failed to get out of the way in time and was hit by this sword move.
"Uh! Ugh!!"
Bai Feng fell down in response, blood spurting out from the wound. If it weren't for the strong vitality of her white tiger blood, she might have died from this sword.
my hands...
Bai Feng looked at her right arm lying on the ground. Her entire right arm had been cut off by a sword, and her weak body fell in a pool of blood and was shaking.
"White Wind!! Ah! Ah!!"
The boy who regained consciousness saw this scene. He roared like a wild beast, but the restraint ring above his head completely suppressed his power, making him unable to move.
"What's wrong?"
Wu Gang ignored the seriously injured Bai Feng and continued to think about this problem.
Obviously everything was so perfect, they didn't make any mistakes, everything went according to plan.
Why, why does it still fail?
King, have you really abandoned us?
When Wu Gang wasn't paying attention, Bai Feng gritted his teeth, propped up his body with his left arm and continued to climb toward a pile of pipelines on the giant machine.
"Stop her!"
The two owl warriors who noticed Bai Feng rushed toward her with spears, and Bai Feng also pierced the sharp claws on his left hand into the pipeline. When the spear penetrated his body, Bai Feng, who had no extra strength, used
The weight of its own fall tore off a row of pipelines.
The roar of malfunction came from the giant machine, and the effect of the metal ring with strong binding force weakened.
"ah!!"
Amidst the boy's roar, the metal ring hanging above his head broke into several pieces, and the mechanical arm holding the limbs turned into scrap metal.
Boom!!
The young man smashed the transparent barrier with one punch, and the remaining liquid in the tank gushes out at this time.
The two owl warriors who were confused about the situation in front of the tank were directly poured by the nutrient solution mixed with blood. Just when they couldn't see anything clearly, they suddenly felt a pain in their chests and their vitality was rapidly draining away.
The young man, who was shrouded in a black mist, inserted his hands into the chests of the two owl warriors. While crushing their hearts, the life force in their bodies also surged toward him.
In just three breaths, the two owl warriors turned into mummies.
Boom, boom!
Two mummies with frightened expressions fell to the ground. The boy didn't even look at them and ran straight towards the tiger man lying in a pool of blood.
"stop!"
Two owl warriors with blood stains on their spear tips tried to stop him, but the black mist around the boy turned into a blade, and the moment it passed between the two men, their heads were cut off.
Then the black mist turned into tentacles, piercing the necks of the two headless corpses, absorbing their life force, and soon the two corpses turned into mummies.
"Don't...want...to die..."
Filled with power, the boy was on the verge of going berserk. He grabbed the arm on the ground with one hand and picked up its owner with the other. He attached the arm to the fracture and fixed it with black mist. Then he took the life essence of the four people.
All of it was injected into Bai Feng's body.
The wounds on Bai Feng's body, including the broken arm, were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. However, even though the injuries were completely recovered, she still did not wake up.
And this means...
"Ah! Ah!!"
The young man holding Bai Feng raised his head and roared, his originally clear eyes completely filled with blood.
Although the Dark Lord did not occupy his body according to the agreement, the two forces that poured into his body were extremely warlike and murderous beings. In addition, the young man himself was not able to use these newly acquired powers skillfully, and his spirit was damaged.
After such an impact, he was completely controlled by the will to kill and entered a state of rage.
"This is the king's body-protecting shadow and life-draining. You, did you swallow the king?!"
However, when he saw the young man slaughtering his subordinates, Wu Gang did not get angry. The reason was simple. His spirit was being stimulated by the power used by the young man.
"Impossible! Impossible! This is impossible!!"
Wu Gang roared and swung the "guillotine" with all his strength to slash at the boy who was charging towards him.
boom!!
The boy's body was cut off by this blow, and he slammed into the giant machine. The giant machine collapsed with the roar of the explosion, kicking up a large amount of dust.
"Huh...huh..."
Wu Gang breathed heavily, staring intently at the thick smoke in front of him. His skin had now turned red, his body was larger than before, horns had grown on his head, and his completely dark eyes were like insects.
Class general.
At this moment, he also revealed his true identity - a half-demon swordsman.
Now he can see in the dark, and the smoke cannot affect him. He can see a big ball in the smoke, which contains extremely terrifying energy.
"Drink!!"
Wu Gang gripped the big sword tightly and rushed into the smoke. After struggling to pick it up, he slashed the big ball with all his strength.
However, his metal-breaking and stone-breaking slash was completely absorbed by the big ball, and the tentacles extending from the big ball wrapped around his sword and body, intending to pull him into the big ball.
How could Wu Gang let him get what he wanted? He shouted angrily again and opened up a powerful fighting force field all over his body, directly flicking away those dark tentacles.
However, Wu Gang, who consumed a lot of money, could only exit the smoke area and jump back outside.
"Commander!"
The owl warriors who were already waiting outside the smoke were shocked when they saw the embarrassed Wu Gang.
"Fire arrows!!"
Wu Gang directly gave the order to attack. The boy in the big ball was now so powerful that it was difficult for him to deal with it alone.
"yes!"
The owl warriors raised their steel crossbows and fired bursts of arrows inside.
"roar!!"
However, the big ball in the smoke completely ignored these arrows. With a deafening roar, the big ball cracked like a giant egg.
A huge body appeared from this dark dome.
Huge wings spread out behind him, and the steel-like body was covered with swimming runes, which together with the black mist clinging to his body formed a set of armor. The entire six-meter-tall body made him look like a statue.
Like a statue suspended in the air.
"Can you even know the 'Immortal Shura Body'?"
Wu Gang raised his head and looked up at the god-like existence in the sky. He also looked up at the invincible king in the same way back then.
Everyone trembled because of the powerful aura exuded by Shura in the air. No one thought that they could defeat this existence.
However, when the soldiers were at a loss, Shura's eyes flashed red, and his killing began.
The black mist condensed into two giant swords in his hands, and when he swung them, he had the momentum to stir the world.
The owl warriors who were swept by the giant sword all fell down in mourning without exception. Wu Gang immediately picked up the giant sword when it swept over and slashed Shura's arm with the sword.
However, when the big sword in his hand struck the black mist armor, it seemed like it was struck in cotton, and all the power was sucked away.
"ah!!"
The angry Wu Gang split the sword into two, swung both swords together and finally cut the blade into Shura's arm.
The sword blade made a cut on Shura's arm, and black mist poured out of it. However, the injury was immediately restored by Shura using the life essence drawn from the killed Owl Warrior.
"Damn!!"
After a fight, Wu Gang found that he was the only one still standing on the field, while all the owl warriors lying on the ground had turned into mummies.
Although he can still cause damage to the Shura in the boy's incarnation, it is obviously impossible for him to defeat Shura who has absorbed so much life essence.
Feel the despair!
This is what you gave me.
Shura raised the giant sword in his left hand, and the giant sword turned into black mist again. The black mist was divided into dozens of groups, and each of them got into the mummies on the ground. Within a moment, these mummies that were not stiff yet
They all got up from the ground with their weapons in hand, but the direction of their weapons was black steel.
"brute!"
Wu Gang's veins popped out because of his extreme anger. The undead owl warriors around him had blocked his retreat.
"Ouch! You smug men just love messing up."
A woman's sarcastic laughter came from above the mine.
"It's you?!"
Wu Gang looked up and saw a strange man wearing a black robe and a mask sitting on the iron lock on the top of the mine. Apparently she had been watching the show in this "VIP seat" for a long time.
"Is this all your fault?!"
Wu Gang blamed the current situation entirely on this uninvited guest, although in fact she had nothing to do with it.
"Haha! Don't be so angry! Otherwise, how can we join forces?"
"Huh? You want me to join forces with you?"
Wu Gang knew that this madwoman had secretly killed many of his subordinates in order to sneak into this place, so how could he rest assured to join forces with this guy.
"If you fight against him alone, you will die, right?"
Mingdie took off the mask on his face and smiled coquettishly at the embarrassed Wu Gang.
"And not just your people, but everyone in this city will be killed by him."
Now the young man in Shura's body has been completely controlled by the power in his body. The murderous intention of the deep sea beasts and undead towards the living people is immeasurable. Now it is also mixed with the murderous intention of the young man himself, so this Shura will not be killed because of killing.
Drop black steel and stop action.
Since Shura can continuously absorb life to make up for himself, as long as he can keep killing, this form will not dissipate. In other words, if he does not defeat Shura, who will continue to become stronger in the following killings, then he can only let Shura kill him.
Everyone can be seen within the range of action, and the wings behind Shura are not just for decoration. He can move within a very wide range, and as long as there is life left for him to devour, he can continue to move.
Therefore, Ming Die did not exaggerate the consequences at all. If this rampaging Immortal Shura was really allowed to go out, I don't know how many living beings would be slaughtered by him.
"Okay! I'll join forces with you!"
Extraordinary times are extremely important. Of course, Wu Gang is not trying to save the world, but only wants to protect himself. He can only join forces with this powerful Shadow Thorn.
"And me!"
The black-robed mage walked in from the entrance of the mine. She took off her hood, and the blond high elf archmage with pointed ears also chose to join the battle.
"good!"
Wu Gang was overjoyed. With two powerful aids, they now indeed had a good chance of winning.
"Careful! His attack has begun!"
After saying that, Ming Die pulled out the two short knives from his waist and fell from the sky.
Wu Gang brandished two long swords, preparing to dodge Shura's attacks while dealing with the undead warriors rushing towards him.
Mayena, who was standing on the high platform, raised the staff in her hand and began to chant an ancient and mysterious mantra. Powerful magic power gathered on her staff.
The difficult battle that forced the three powerful men to join forces begins!!
...
"It's really no ordinary trouble..."
Wu Gang's body was covered with blood. This was the first time in these years that he felt that he was so close to death. If he hadn't relied on the blood of the half-demon to recover from his injuries, he might have died under such attacks.
Already.
The power of this half-demon swordsman has been exhausted, but the seemingly invincible Shura in front of him has also reached the end of his strength.
The wings on Shura's back have been cut off, and his whole body is covered with either icicles, flames, or knife wounds. However, these injuries have not recovered. The life essence he has stored has been exhausted, and he cannot draw new ones from the three of them.
The essence of life, as the power in the body bottomed out, the black armor wrapped around the huge body also dissipated.
"roar!!"
At this time Shura let out a huge roar, and Mayena on the high platform in the distance could only stop singing and cover her ears.
"hehe!"
Facing Shura's final outburst, Mingdie sneered. She climbed up on Shura's shoulder nimbly, then stabbed two long knives into Shura's back, and then jumped off her shoulder.
"Got you!"
In the thick black mist cut open by the long knife, Mingdie saw the young man's figure, and she immediately reached out to him.
"Well?"
In the boy's blurred vision, the face of the night elf appeared, and he subconsciously said:
"Yue?"
"you......"
Ming Die was also stunned for a moment, but she still grabbed the boy's arm and pulled him out of the black mist.
"Ugh!!!"
Shura let out a huge and painful groan. Losing the boy inside his body was like losing his heart to him. Soon Shura's body began to disintegrate, and countless groups of black mist dissipated in the air.
The remaining three undead warriors also spontaneously combusted while wailing, and eventually turned into ashes.
"Huh...huh..."
Wu Gang panted heavily. If Shura hadn't died just now, he would have been in trouble as he had been hurt all the time.
“A pleasure to work with.”
Mingdie, who was carrying the boy on his back, smiled at Wu Gang, glanced at the empty pool of blood, then turned and walked towards the exit.
"You, you keep him!"
Wu Gang, who could no longer swing his sword, wanted to rush forward to stop him, but suddenly his whole body went numb and he fell to the ground twitching.
"Oops! Missed! Sorry!"
Mayena, who was standing on the high platform, waved to the unconscious Wu Gang.
“A pleasure to work with.”
“A pleasure to work with!”
Mayena and Ming Die, who were carrying the boy on their backs, looked at each other and smiled, and the two elves left the mine together with the sleeping boy...