"Your description is very touching, but if you want me to give up this universe and the people around me, I can't do it." Allen said calmly: "Yes, some of the people I met were really assholes But there are also people I respect, brothers with whom I have lived and died, and those who I love. I never ask for many, I only hope that I and the people around me can live well, but you obviously don’t Intend me to do this, so I will stand in front of you."
Twilight Son spread his hands and said, "It seems that the negotiation has broken down."
"No, if you summon the Creator, we can save a lot of effort."
"Let me betray my master? I can't do that. Besides, there are only two situations in which the Creator will appear. First, the cosmic twilight is over. Second, I am completely destroyed." The Son of Twilight said in a deep voice : "Other than this, there is no third possibility."
Allen exhaled softly: "In this way, I can only destroy you."
"Yes, if you can."
"I think I can try it." After Allen finished speaking, he disappeared in his original position. Almost as soon as he disappeared, the Son of Twilight dodged sideways, and the Hymn of Ashes condensed into a long gray sword and pierced through the air behind him. Twilight Son turned around, the sharp blade slashed, and the air was also slashed.
Then the two moved quickly in the withering hall, repeating the actions of drawing swords and evading. When their speed was displayed to the extreme, many figures even appeared in the hall. What's even more strange is that, although the two of them are attacking urgently, until now, they haven't made a sound of long swords clashing, and they haven't even collided with each other. They all missed in one hit, and they fled away in an instant.
Orfascius rubbed his eyes involuntarily. Speed was not his forte. He asked himself that if he faced Allen's high-speed roaming style of play, he would never be able to go as fast as Twilight Son. It can be seen that in the battle just now, the son of the twilight did not try his best at all. The emperor couldn't help cursing in a low voice, as if he was being looked down upon.
The two joined together and parted again, the hymn of ashes slid past Twilight Son's shoulders, and the sharp blade picked up a few hairs of Allen's hair, and after another blow to no avail, the two separated.
The Son of Twilight squinted his eyes: "It seems that you have trained hard on me, and you can move and attack without any energy. If it weren't for my speed, I could still keep up with you. Lie down."
Allen also sighed: "Leaving aside the sharpness, you are good at battery life, burst, reaction and movement. You are simply a natural fighting machine."
"No way, after all, the Creator hopes that I can harvest a universe instead of it. This is not an easy job. I will always encounter all kinds of enemies, so you see, the Creator designed me to have almost no defects. Whether it is power, reaction, Speed and even spiritual will, I stand at the highest point in this universe, only a few people can match, and the rest are just waste to die."
"Perfect..." Allen shook his head, "I don't believe that there is such a thing as perfection in the universe. Like eternity, perfection has never really appeared. If you think it is perfect, it's just that you haven't discovered its shortcomings."
"Then what do you think I am lacking?"
"I don't know, but I think I'll find it."
The Twilight Son smiled slightly: "Then I really will wait and see."
As soon as he finished speaking, the withering hall in front of him suddenly disappeared. He stands on a fertile field, in a world of blue sky and white clouds
, the earth is an endless grassland. There is a wind blowing, and there are bursts of flower fragrance, as well as scattered petals floating down from the sky. In the distance, there is a towering tree, which is the only thing in this world that is higher than the grassland. Everything is so real, whether it is the feeling of the wind blowing across the cheeks, the fragrance of flowers in the air, or even the heat of the sun shining on the body, they are constantly telling the son of the dusk that this world is real.
Of course not, this world that feels so delicate and real doesn't really exist, it's just Ellen's spiritual realm.
"Spiritual war?" Twilight Son laughed: "You have a lot of tricks, but generally speaking, the spiritual kingdom is either magnificent or extremely dangerous. This is your home field, and you should try to weaken your opponent as much as possible. But you put on such a peaceful look, are you planning to infect me to become a pacifist?"
"No, this is not my world." Allen's voice sounded behind him.
Twilight Son turned around and saw Allen. Here, he didn't have the endless sword suit on him, and even the half-aura of Golden Wang Yan didn't appear. He is more like an ordinary person, standing in the grassland with bare hands. Twilight Son narrowed his eyes, as if realizing something. He stretched out his hand to catch it, but there was no sharp blade as he imagined.
"Did you find it?"
Allen smiled faintly: "I said, this is not my spiritual kingdom. It's his..."
Allen pointed to the tree in the distance.
Twilight Son looked in the direction he pointed, and there was a priest standing under the tree. He smiled and nodded towards this side. The Twilight Son narrowed his eyes: "Milo's personality? What's the matter, the personality formed by the source device's soul has not disappeared?"
"That's right, besides telling me the details of Project Dawn, Father Miro has another mission, which is this spiritual kingdom." Allen said: "This is his world, where the rules are very simple, here The only rule is that there are no rules. That’s right, the power of rules cannot be used in this world, and even source power and weapons cannot exist in this world.”
"This world is very small, it's just the area you can see. Because Father Miro will use all his will to create the rules here. Here, I can beat you hard." Allen suddenly stepped forward , punched Twilight Son in the stomach, pumping him up like a boiled shrimp.
The Twilight Son opened his eyes wide in surprise. As Allen said, not only the power of rules cannot be used, but even the power of origin cannot be used. Here he is like an ordinary person. Of course, here is not his body, but his consciousness. But if the conscious body is injured, the body in the material world will also be injured. That is to say, in Milo's "prison" specially made for him, he is more vulnerable than ever before.
There is one most basic rule in the spiritual kingdom, the strength of the will determines the power here. There is no doubt that Alan's willpower is probably at the top level in the entire universe. After depriving the power of armament, source power and rules, the winner will be determined only by the strength of their respective wills. Obviously, this is very unfavorable to the Twilight Son. Even if the Creator gave him the same tyrannical spiritual power, even if he fell into the spiritual kingdom of others, he could still use the tyrannical spiritual power to fight back. But unlike Alan's willpower honed by countless events, the man-made mental power of Twilight Son always has a sense of illusion.
This gap will soon appear in the ensuing battle. Twilight Son was almost beaten by Allen, even in Miro's special country
Duli can only use fists, and Allen is throwing punches like rain at this moment, and Twilight Son can only passively raise his arms to block. Allen punched like rain, staring at his father's face, but the anger in his heart was getting bigger and bigger. Especially thinking that Archimedes had to leave his mother in order to suppress the instinct, which caused a huge misunderstanding between the two people who were originally in love. It is a sad thing that my mother didn't know Archimedes' affection for her until the moment of her death. What caused these regrets was the culprit in front of him.
"You should apologize to both of them!" Allen yelled, punching Twilight Son in the face. The latter immediately kissed the ground, and his whole body fell into the grass. He could smell the fragrance of the soil, the freshness of the grass leaves, and the smell of rust in his mouth.
"Are you kidding..." Twilight Son slammed the ground hard, propped up his body: "Let me go out, is this the fight you want? What honor is there in such a fight!"
He was greeted with a fist.
Allen hit his nose with a heavy fist, and with a click, Twilight Son's nose was smashed off. This behavior like a gangster fighting made him deeply angry, but he was helpless. He was punched back to the ground by Allen. Allen shook off the blood stains on his fist, and said lightly: "Honor? I don't care, as long as I can kill you, it doesn't matter how despicable it is."
Twilight Son spat out the dirt and grass in his hands, propped up his body with his hands, and the corner of his eyes was suddenly filled with a toe. Allen didn't intend to let him get up at all, and kicked him away. The Twilight Son rolled into the grass, and when he came back to his senses, Alan was already riding on him, and he punched him with stars in his eyes. Then the second punch, the third punch... Allen punched one after another, hitting the Twilight Son's face with pain, and Archimedes' face suddenly blossomed.
"Because of you, how many people died..."
"Because of you, how many people who love each other can't be together..."
"Because of you, the life that was supposed to be full of vitality withered away ahead of time..."
"You are wrong, wrong!"
Allen roared while swinging his fists, his fists were already stained with blood, but he continued to swing his fists like a barbarian, repeating this mechanical movement. The Twilight Son had already been smashed by him, and at first he could resist, or raise his hand to block, but now, he was powerless to resist, and was greeted intimately by Allen's fist.
In the hall of withering, Orfascius stared at the two of them dumbfounded, blood continued to ooze from Twilight Son's face, and soon he was almost bleeding from seven holes, which was horrible. Orfascius smiled helplessly, thinking that he had fought against the Son of Twilight for several days before, and he had never forced his opponent to this field. Now Allen pulled him into the spiritual kingdom, and he didn't know what method he used, but he beat the Twilight Son into a pig's head.
If this continues, maybe Alan will kill the Twilight Son.
It would be great if this is the case, the Great Emperor thought.
(end of this chapter)