Tens of thousands of people must be gone now, but a few hundred people are probably absorbed by him.
Crow raised the autumn water, preparing to use his power to pour the last palace into the sea water. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up and opened the cover of the book in Crow's hand.
He glanced at it, his movements stagnant for a moment, then he opened the book and read page by page until he reached the end, and then fell into silence.
After a moment, Kuro sighed: "Forget it."
He flew down from the hole.
This huge palace seems to be a large church, with prayer seats on both sides, and a broad avenue in the center. The ground is paved with unknown stones, which can be reflected in the dark.
And directly in front, there is a huge cross with a color like the moon. The reflection from the ground is reflected from this cross.
Kuro clenched the autumn water in his hand, looked at the darkness beside the cross, and sighed:
"Actually, this is how the world is. I won't judge what you do. I'll leave it to the world to judge whether it's good or bad. We're actually the same people. Maybe I'm luckier than you and have more knowledge. That's all."
In the shadow of the cross, a huge figure about five meters tall slowly appeared. His skin color was dark, and his back was as long as a snake, but he was human-shaped, with four limbs and a face that could still see Rice's original face.
Contoured facial features.
"Nile! Kill Nile!"
It roared low, lying on the ground with all four limbs, ready to rush out.
"Chop!"
A golden slash was stamped on its huge body, knocking it back, knocking over the fluorescent cross behind it, and lying there.
The slash struck him, creating a deep ravine.
He himself is a physically strong being, even if he can barely absorb the power of hundreds of people, plus that fly-like thing, it is nothing more than that.
The time left to him by hundreds of people, judging from the speed of the disappearance of life breath, can only last for ten minutes at most, and then it will completely dissipate.
"Come, as a man, come and fight me."
Clow threw the book next to it, "You are living such a useless life. If it were a novel, it would be a bad book. But no matter how bad the book is, it must have an ending. Is this your ending? Change
Become a monster, think about hatred, and then die cowardly in the church where you are so heartbroken?!"
"Write it out! Even if you don't hold a pen, you must use your final action to write out the ending!"
"Roar"
The monster's eyes looked down and saw the book beside him, and a hint of clarity appeared in the cloudy eyes.
Gradually, it got up, no longer crawling on all fours, but stood upright like a human being.
call!
A wing spreads out from its back. The wings are half black and half white, like a winged angel struggling between degradation and redemption.
The monster grabbed the fluorescent cross with one hand and pulled it out. Flames burst out from his hand and gathered on the cross, turning it into a flaming cross sword.
Then, it held it with both hands and assumed a nondescript posture of holding the sword with both hands, lying horizontally in front of its body.
The way he holds the sword is like that of a novice.
But at this moment, as a monster, he looks more like a human than anyone else.
"Yes, that's it. As a respect for the warrior, I will use my strongest moves against you."
Kuro wiped two fingers on the blade and said in a deep voice: "The Feng Liu of Wu Ming Shen·The Ultimate Secret."
Boom!
There was an explosion in the sky, and the original dark night became even gloomier, with thick clouds blocking the night sky.
"Roar!"
The monster, no, Les held the flaming sword with both hands and struck Clow with one sword. The firelight illuminated the huge church.
"Huanglong."
Clow didn't dodge or evade, the blade was filled with golden light, and he also slashed at Les.
A huge light exploded in the sky, and a golden dragon swung his sword along Clow, opening the hole in the ceiling of the palace and falling on Les in front of him.
laugh!!!
Rice's flaming cross sword stayed on Clow's shoulder, and the flames burned his clothes and burned a mark on his shoulder.
As for him, he was cut in half diagonally, separated from the shoulders down, and fell heavily to the ground.
Crowley slowly sheathed his sword, walked to Les's head, sat down next to him, and said softly: "Are you happy?"
The body that fell to the ground and became two halves suddenly let out a deep laugh: "It's okay. Is this a battle? It's really different from what I imagined before."
Although he was cut in half, Les still had vitality, but it was extremely weak.
"No need to worry about it, it's just that our combat experience is very different."
Kuro walked over, took out a cigar and said: "High-end goods, would you like one?"
"No, Lisala will scold me."
After saying this, Les laughed again: "Although she may not necessarily want to see me, after all, I have killed so many people. As a navy, don't you blame me?"
"The duty of the navy is to catch pirates. You are not a pirate, so I am not standing from the perspective of the navy, but just from the perspective of a single person who can't stand it."
Kuro exhaled the smoke and said: "Besides, everything disappears when you die. Even if your ashes are dug out and thrown into the sea, nothing will be changed."
"What a strange man."
Les sighed, "But I want to be like you."
"No, you're not as handsome as me." Kuro said without any shame.
"Do you really have no sympathy for me?"
He smiled, paused, and then said: "Hey, what do you think is a better chapter title?"
Kuro thought for a while, pointed to the burns on his shoulders, and said: "Look, I, a candidate for general, was actually injured by you. That is the tragic hero who is bent on revenge, met the evil navy who blocked him, and...
Fight with fearlessness, even if you die, you still don’t lose your courage.”
"How about calling it [The End of Tragedy]?"
"What a bad chapter"
Les laughed and said: "I'm afraid no one will like it, after all, you represent justice."
"People must have confidence. Dark heroes are also heroes. A person's backbone has nothing to do with his ambition and stance. There are trash in the navy, but there are also good people among pirates."
Kuro looked solemn: "As long as this is what you want to write, even if no one in the world admits it, I, Lucilu Kuro, will hold this book high and shout to the world: I admit it!"
"Yeah."
With a smile, Les looked at the broken dome above. The night was gradually disappearing, revealing the daytime scene.
He suddenly said: "I am a 'Writing Man' who has eaten the 'Writing Fruit'. My ability can make what I write become reality, but this requires people to see it. If there are few people watching, I can't influence it."
No amount of reality can affect a strong-willed person."
"Courgas, Hugo and the powerful people in the kingdom were all solved by Hypatia for me. Kuro, you have to be careful about that woman. Her thinking is different from normal people."
A ray of sunlight shone down from the big hole and reflected on his face, making the face gradually soften, and it no longer looked like a monster, but became a normal person.
"As expected, I'm still not fit to hold a sword, only a pen. Lisara, if you blame me, just wait until I get over and scold me."
"Also, thank you very much, Mr. Evil Navy."
Les smiled and closed his eyes.
His body gradually turned into ashes, as if it was burned by flames, and turned into powder, which was scattered as the large hole above rotated.
Crowley sat there, silent for a while, then picked up the book, placed it solemnly on Les' original spot, and then turned around and left.
The wind blew the writing and landed on the first page.
"Preface: I want to be a person who records the stories of the sea. PS: I even want to take Lisala with me."
The wind continued to blow and fell last.
"Finally: Those who sincerely repent and are kind-hearted will be protected by Lisala and will be immune to all diseases."