The son of the dusk squinted his eyes, and he had seen the Baidi sword style, which he had seen in the underground base on the earth that day. Compared to that time, this unchanging movement is now even more majestic, full of sword intent, when it pierced the sky, that mighty sword intent had already nailed him to death.
But even so, he still laughed: "Although the momentum and strength have grown again, do you think the same style is still useful to me?"
After speaking, his momentum rose sharply, his clothes fluttered, and the armor on his body revealed strands of dim yellow light. The Son of Twilight rushed to the sky, pointing the sharp blade at the sword that was as big as a mountain root, like a moth to a flame.
"It's useful or not, you'll know if you try it." Allen's steel wings spread out behind him, his knees were slightly bent, and he also soared into the sky, chasing after the Twilight Son, trying to meet the Baidi Sword that fell in the air A flank attack.
The Twilight Son didn't even look at Alan, and sprinted at full speed, trying to break through the Baidi Sword before Alan, and then turn the blade to suppress Alan with the vigor of the new victory.
At this moment, countless lines as thin as gossamer suddenly appeared on the Baidi sword, a huge light pattern flickered, and the giant sword the size of a mountain root suddenly disintegrated into tens of thousands of gray-white sword blades with only the blade edge and no handle . Thousands of swords fell all over the sky, like a white waterfall hanging from the sky. Although the shape was scattered, the majestic sword intent did not diminish a bit, but went up to a higher level. The invisible pressure made Twilight Son feel very uncomfortable.
The White Waterfall falls again.
A faint yellow sword light flowed upstream.
When the two collided, countless gray-white sword edges exploded, shooting out clusters of gray-white flames, which spread out in mid-air, like a cloud of gray.
The Son of Twilight charged madly, and that day the White Waterfall exploded from bottom to top. The magnificent sword intent and majestic aura were all smashed to pieces by the Son of Dusk. When he rushed out from the top of the White Waterfall, a circle of oscillating ripples spread out for thousands of miles in an instant. Boundless Sword Intent and Sword Qi sliced into flat ground.
Although the White Emperor Sword was still destroyed in one go according to the original plan, the process was far smoother than the Twilight Son had imagined. The Baidi Sword was broken by him, but he also consumed it violently, and he couldn't use the sharpness of the broken sword to suppress Alan in turn as he thought before. So, this gave Allen a chance. The Twilight Son's aura fell back at this time, and it took a process to return to the peak.
This process is the gap.
Taking advantage of this gap, a golden crescent moon rose, piercing through the sky and blasting towards the Son of Dusk.
The Son of Twilight took another breath, instead of retreating, he slashed at the top of the moonstring with a sword.
At first, the moon string was bent like a crescent moon, then it was caught by the long sword of the son of the dusk and bent until half a moon, and finally the arc tips of the two ends almost touched, round like a full moon!
Pulled by the Zhantianyuexian Qi machine, Allen opened his eyes sharply, thrust his sword forward and stabbed, and softly shouted: "Break!"
The full moon explodes!
The sky was bright, and then a large golden flame spread, covering the sky and the sun, and there was nowhere to be seen the Son of Twilight. With a long roar, Allen crashed into the sea of flames that filled the sky, and when he crashed out from above the sea of flames, he saw a black shadow in the distant sky. That was the Twilight Son who was sent flying, but he obviously flew too high and too far. Allen knew well that he was basically taking advantage of the impact of the full moon explosion to distance himself so as to restore his source of power.
Sure enough, a large group of dim light suddenly appeared at the black spot, shining directly on the sky like the setting sun, the Son of Dusk's aura instantly overflowed, so the black spot expanded, he descended from the sky, and swept out a boundless sword shadow with his sword. The steel wings behind Allen opened wide, supporting him into the sword shadow, and the hymn of ashes drew a magnificent flame belt, opened and closed, and smashed countless sword shadows.
The two started the second round of fierce battle at high altitude!
This is a black world.
This is the world of black devices.
However, this world is now half occupied by the rays of light piercing down from the sky. More and more beams of light slanted down from the black sky, and the beams of light converged to form spots of light, illuminating the world with large spots of light. Exposed to the light, whether it is those dark buildings, mountains, or black figures like walking corpses, they all sizzled in the light, green smoke was emitted, and the shape quickly collapsed.
A long howl sounded in the depths of the city.
The black weapon with the same body as Allen fell on a tall building, and the long sword hanging in his hand was the exact opposite version of Ashes Hymn, a long sword burning with black flames. Panting for breath, he looked at the priest who was walking up. Milo wasn't walking fast, but wherever he went, a beam of light from the sky fell on him and followed him. Wherever he walked, the world was wiped out.
Milo didn't have a sword in his hand, but there was a cold light flickering around his body from time to time, as if there were invisible long swords hanging there. Then he waved his hand casually in the direction of the black device, and a ray of light flickered away. The intermittent light in the air finally passed through the building, and the pitch-black building suddenly disintegrated. Hei Qi leaped up, swooped down from mid-air, raised his flaming sword with a roar, and slashed down angrily.
The priest stretched out a finger, when four or five rays of light crossed and crossed in front of the black flame sword. The sound of metal and iron clanging resounded in the air, and black flames splashed from the long sword. Milo flicked his fingers, and the rays of light bounced away with the bend, and lifted the black weapon. The light swept across his body, adding a few more wounds.
The black weapon landed heavily, as if the sword had used up all his strength. He was lying on the ground in a large shape, and the black flame sword rolled from his palm and gradually disappeared into the air.
"No more fights." Hei Qi panted.
Milo walked towards him.
"Kill me." Hei Qi looked at the sky that was gradually illuminated by the light, and said, "Anyway, I'm tired of staying in this place. If I can't occupy his body and get out of this world, my existence will be lost." What's the point?"
"To be with eternal darkness, I would rather disappear completely."
Milo stood beside him and said, "If you want to leave this world, I have other ways."
Hei Qi looked at him: "Are you kidding me? You were aggressive just now, now tell me there are other ways?"
Milo smiled and said, "If you didn't do that, would you give up as much as you do now?"
"Old man, what do you want?"
Milo said in a deep voice: "You should also know that there is still the last stage of the devil's praise."
"You mean deep sorrow?" Hei Qi laughed: "It's a pity that he will never be able to awaken this final stage. The source device needs a device soul to be able to use it. If I die, even if you become the device soul instead of me, I guess , there is still no way to awaken to the final stage..."
"That's right, because I am not a complete weapon soul myself."
"So you want me to go back?"
Milo shook his head: "Of course not, I know you too well. If you are asked to leave here and go back to the source device, you might get cold feet."
Hei Qi laughed: "You know me well, old man, so what are you going to do?"
"I want you to merge with me. In this way, you can leave this world, and I will be restored to integrity. In that case, Deep Sad Song should be able to awaken."
Hei Qi sat up: "Are you kidding, let me merge with you. Then what is the difference between me and disappearing!"
"Of course." Miro said, "I won't let you disappear completely, but just imprison your consciousness. If this battle can be won, then I will disappear by myself afterward, and you will become the only source of the origin device."
soul. At that time, there were no Sons of the Twilight. As for whether you are still willing to be used by Alan, I don't think he cares. "
"Sounds good, but how can you guarantee that you will disappear?"
Milo laughed: "Because when the prison was broken, part of my will also disappeared. Even if I don't do anything, after a while, I will naturally dissipate."
Hei Qi was stunned: "So your strange country was created with part of your own will?"
"If this is not the case, how can we trap the Twilight Son."
Milo said solemnly: "How about it, make a decision quickly, I don't have time to hang around here with you. If you don't agree, then I can only try to see if I can temporarily awaken the source device by myself. The final stage."
Hei Qi spread his hands: "Since you have said that, what else can I say. If there is a chance, who wants to disappear."
"I... also want to live..."
"In that case." Milo squatted down, put his hand on Heiqi's chest and said, "Then become one with me."
Hei Qi closed his eyes, and muttered: "It's unlucky, although it's temporary, but when I think about merging with an old man, I feel uncomfortable no matter what."
Then the whole person glowed with a pitch-black light, and finally the form disappeared, leaving only a light ball the size of a glass bead. Milo picked up the ball of light with two fingers and threw it into his mouth at once. The sphere of light entered his body, and immediately his white hair turned black and blue, and the wrinkles on his face disappeared one by one. In the blink of an eye, Milo rejuvenated, turning into a young man in his twenties. His left eye gradually turned black.
Those are Hei Qi's eyes!
boom!
Under the cloudy sky, fire overflowed, like a grand fireworks blooming. The two figures separated quickly, one on the left and the other on the right, with a distance of kilometers between them, hanging in mid-air and facing each other.
"Why, after merging the will of the dusk, are you only using these tricks when you come and go? This is not enough to watch, Alan." The son of the dusk said in a deep voice: "I thought you could give me a more exciting performance, no Thinking about it, you are just like this. Or, you haven’t really done anything, so do you want to keep something?”
Allen watched him spit out a word: "The Creator."
The Twilight Son was stunned, and then laughed loudly: "I understand, you still want to save some strength to meet the Creator, are you really so sure to kill me?"
He shook his head, then said in a deep voice, "I told you, don't underestimate people like that. If you don't do your best for me now, I bet you won't even want to see the Creator."
"I think so too." The corners of Alan's mouth curled up: "At first, I thought I should be able to deal with you in your current state, but it seems that you are stronger than I imagined. I have seen the battle between you and Orfascis, so I should be able to suppress you You're right. Then there's nothing I can do, I..."
Suddenly, Allen looked at the hymn of ashes in his hand. Inside the off-white long sword, a black aura quietly danced from the center.
(end of this chapter)