Chapter 2573 The absolute victory over Wang Qi (28)
Chapter 2573 A decisive victory over Wang Qi (twenty-eight)
Underdark, Melsonite.
The woman was cooling off by the lake, praying and waiting for her husband's safe return.
A leaf drifts and falls on the water;
Ripples appear, breaking the mirror.
In the vast and troubled times, wars are raging;
Floating through life, drifting with the tide.
she chanted.
In the wilderness of the battlefield, sparks flicker;
Heroes today, souls tomorrow.
When will the bloody storm end?
May you be well and have someone to support you in your old age.
Only halfway through the song, her beautiful singing voice stopped abruptly. Instead, she clutched her abdomen as if in pain. Her amniotic fluid broke.
As life in the distance disappears, new life is about to come.
Meanwhile, Pantoracion, London.
When the opponent's sword penetrated his chest and exited his back, the tiger man vomited a mouthful of blood.
The fight turned out like this in less than ten rounds, and the difference in strength was extremely obvious. After all, people like him were no match for the Gaia Knights of Pantorakon. This was a battle that was impossible to win from the beginning.
The tiger man coughed a few more times, spurting out more blood from his throat. The sticky blood had already stuck to his throat, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.
"I won't kill you right away." Knight Palinlor whispered in the ears of the tiger man youth: "You can still be saved now. Tell me your plan for the last time. Your attack is the largest in a hundred years."
What is the purpose of the invasion? Who instructed you to do this? Is it the Romans?"
"Cough cough cough...!!" The tiger man coughed violently. The sword passed less than an inch away from his heart, piercing a large number of blood vessels, but did not damage his heart. The other party did not
Liar, that person was merciful to him. With the orc's physique, he could barely recover from such an injury--if he could be rescued in time.
"It's useless..." but he whispered: "I'm just a... little soldier... nothing... ahem
!......have no idea......"
The other party couldn't get any information from him at all. He was just sent as an abandoned son to attack London. What was the plan of the people above and how could he be informed?
"You are definitely not a simple soldier. You killed my lieutenant. That guy was a master of swordsmanship. I couldn't even defeat him in terms of swordsmanship alone. However, he was simply killed by you. I watched all this
It happened! You just took advantage of the chaos and rushed in front of him and broke his cervical vertebra. With this skill, you can't be just a soldier! Are you the captain of this wrong team? A warrior specially selected by the Hungarians
?"
"I really am nothing... If you want to kill me, just kill me..." he said.
"Hmph!" Palinluoer grabbed the opponent's collar with force: "Very good, I was kind of expecting you to say this, so that I don't have to be merciful to you------die!"
He pulled out the big sword from the opponent's chest and kicked the tiger man away at the same time. The bloody sword in his hand swept across the opponent's head and cut off the opponent's head.
Boom!!------
Just as his head rolled out, a loud noise came from the distant sky. A mushroom cloud rose into the sky, illuminating the cold and hazy sky.
The person who activated this technique was none other than the leader of the Eastern Heaven Knights, the Celestial Knight Uther Pantorakon.
On that day, Camelot, Pantoraken's first imperial capital, was destroyed in an explosion.
"Uther...!" Turning his head to look at the slowly rising mushroom cloud, Gaia Knight Palinlor showed a surprised expression. Unexpectedly, in order to hold Camelot's secret, Uther did
Come to this point.
It was already too late. While Palinloar was busy defending London and interrogating a pawn who had no knowledge of the incident, a huge and irreversible disaster had already been caused in Camelot.
Is this the plan of the big shots above?
perhaps.
Or perhaps, this is just one of the results of the collision between the warring parties.
There are no winners in the war, everyone is a loser. Those who think they have won just don't realize where they lost.
The head of the young tiger man rolled weakly to the ground. Due to the blast of the explosion, his head rolled far away on the ground. He was not completely dead yet, and even at this time, he was still conscious.
He's dead. That's how it's supposed to end, right?
He couldn't feel the pain. This was obviously inevitable death and an established fact, but for some reason, he felt a sense of detachment.
When a person dies, he is dead, and the world can no longer restrain him. He has traveled through matter, time, morality and concepts, leaving behind everything he has in this world, and embracing his sweet death with all his heart.
"Laya..." His breathing gradually became weaker, his eyes gradually became dim, and his face gradually became cold. In this process of detachment, everything in front of him was no longer
The originally burning street was not the mushroom cloud rising with the explosion, nor the cruel scene of corpses strewn on the ground, but a ray of light.
On the other side of that day, in the vast twilight, that towering, shining light. As bright as the morning star and as warm as home, the guardian tower of his hometown Melson Stone, in his revolving door.
Shining in the hallucination of death.
------Always, to infinity.
Is this enough?
As scheduled in the script, he died here, and he had no future. What could he bring to his wife and children by dying heroically? Is it glory, or a mere compensation of a few gold coins? No matter what, as long as
If he dies, his family will be safe. Those people above will no longer have any objections to her, right? ------ Even if it is this kind of "forbidden" marriage.
(Laya...)
In the last moment of his fading consciousness, he and she cuddled and hugged each other, which were the sweetest memories in his life.
Is it enough for his life to reach this point...?
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" The baby's cry interrupted him from his state of indulging in memories.
That was originally a scene that he could never see.
In his wife's arms were two babies. They were twins.
His children. And two of them.
This is different from what was promised.
Is it God's will, or is it fate? If this continues, those people will come. They will take one of the children away and break her heart.
This is the only thing that will never be allowed to happen.
Broken body, cold remains.
The body is destroyed, but the soul refuses to die.
Because of him, I had to do something.
"Wait for me, Rufu, Parv..." He slowly got up from the ground: "Dad is going back right now... to save you..."
He had not yet realized that he was not in the real world, nor could he remember that his head had been chopped off by the powerful Gaia knight. The only thing he still remembered was that he wanted to go back.
In the [Light Realm], in a world made up of darkness and endless trickles of light, standing in front of this young tiger man is the "god" who came to judge him----
--The seat of Kama (destiny).
This is, once in a lifetime, the last romance in this world for those who are unwilling to submit to their own fate of death.
If you are unwilling to accept your own death, then challenge God.
As long as we can defeat the God of Destiny, everything can be reversed, the dead will be resurrected, and despair will turn into hope.
The great god, the seat of Kama (Destiny), stands in front of the young tiger man.
God's whole body is surrounded by dark fire, which is strange and mysterious. God's eyes shine with pure white light, * and solemn.
God is motionless, God is speechless, God is laughing at the ignorance of the world.
Standing in front of God, he was as weak as an ant, not even qualified to challenge God.
The god stretched out his right arm and suppressed this humble young tiger man. The young man immediately became paralyzed and unable to struggle.
God stretched out his left arm and penetrated the young man's chest. Something inside the young man was grabbed by God and crushed to pieces!
Just pass away like this, God said silently.
Be willing to accept your fate and struggle in the next reincarnation.
However.
He was hit by a blow that penetrated his chest, but he reluctantly grabbed the wrist of Karma's Seat and forcefully pulled the arm that penetrated his chest out of his body.
"Don't..." He refused to die and would never give in.
Pound! God didn't say anything polite to him, and another huge arm had already fallen. The blow was so powerful, fast, and cruel that it smashed him into pieces in an instant.
"Don't..." However, he got up again, his broken body struggling to hold up the endless heavy arms of Kama's Seat.
God is motionless, God is speechless, God is laughing at the ignorance of the world.
Under God's endless and violent attacks, no amount of struggle will help. Struggle is not a bargaining chip for the fools' resurrection, nor is it a means for the fools to defeat God. That kind of struggle will only bring more pain to these fools.
Until they give in.
Hundreds, thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions, and billions of creatures have struggled in front of God in this way. None of them can successfully resist their own fate. After tens of thousands or hundreds of millions of them were killed by God,
, after tens of billions of times, they finally gave in.
Who are you, a mere tiger man?
More arms appeared behind Kama's Seat.
Thousands of them, each arm holding a powerful artifact,
Swords, guns, swords and halberds, every artifact is enough to kill people countless times.
They attack together, sweeping, slashing, smashing, airtight,
They were like toys, destroying the body of the young tiger man countless times.
"Well...!" Amidst countless deaths and a series of torture-like pains, he didn't even have a chance to breathe.
The [God] in front of him simply has the ability to cheat. In front of God, no one can resist, let alone defeat such a God.
However------
Even if he is killed countless times, even if his broken body is torn into pieces again and again after being formed again and again,
He didn't give up. He just gritted his teeth and continued to endure.
He is not a warrior, he knows very well. It is impossible for him to defeat such a powerful god, he knows very well. But he cannot just succumb to fate and be willing to die, he also knows very well. His child is waiting
She wants him to go back and save her. So what if he has to endure hundreds of millions of deaths in order to fulfill this last wish?
"...How is the damage done?" In reality, Gaia Knight Palinlor was still busy using radio to contact other people in the Knights, trying to understand the situation in Camelot.
"Damn..." However, except for a lot of electronic noise, no one replied to him.
In frustration, he simply threw the microphone on the ground, smashing it to pieces. Behind him, the figure of a young tiger man slowly climbed up.
"What?!" Palinlor noticed someone behind him and turned around to look. What he saw was the moment when the young tiger man named Talos put his head back on his body.
He looked at Palinlor with his cloudy, tearful eyes, but actually he wasn't looking at anyone at all, just staring into the distance.