(Third more...)
As if the sky was all dyed crimson, a huge crimson spatial ripple reverberated over Lucifer, which took Bronson soaring into the sky, and instantly spread to a full ten meters in diameter, covering the orphanage. Over the sky.
"Your Lucifer transformed sword looks quite big..."
A chilling voice in Bronson's heart, who made his eyes wide open and looking at the huge crimson spatial ripples in the sky, slowly penetrated into his ears.
"Well, come and compare with me..."
When the words fell, the crimson space covering the sky above the orphanage waved violently, like a boiling pool, constantly tumbling.
Immediately, a huge sword full of pitch black, more than 20 meters long, like a high-rise building, from the crimson spatial ripples, slowly protruded a huge sword body, in the face of Bronson's steep change , Like a high mountain falling from the sky, falling completely.
"Om—!"
The pitch-black giant sword covered Bronson’s entire vision, leaving only the sharp, pitch-black blade in his eyes, flashing with the deadly cold light, cutting the air roughly, and under the crazy vibration of the atmosphere, He fell heavily on Lucifer with Bronson.
"Drink—!"
Feeling the huge pressure above his head and the shadow of death gradually coming, Bronson roared hoarsely, frantically stimulating the magic power in his body, as if he was trying to squeeze the blood out of his veins, using enough magic power. The degree of tearing the body, desperately squeezed out.
There is no doubt that. This is the first time in his life that Bronson has worked so hard, and it is also the first time in his life that Bronson has mobilized such a huge amount of magic power.
The majestic magic exploded in the form of a blast, turning into steam, flowing into Lucifer's body, so that Lucifer's body was covered with a layer of magical film visible to the naked eye, loosening Bronson, and bursting out around his body. The fierce ultra-high temperature hot wind swept the audience.
Regardless of the owner who fell down, Lucifer's body suddenly twisted as soon as he looked up. Turned into a golden sword. Carrying the ultra-high temperature hot wind that made the space overwhelmed with a chucking sound, it shot into the sky.
The pitch-black giant sword that obscured the sky and the golden sword with the fiery red hot wind blowing into the sky like the tip of the needle against the wheat awn, the mountain colliding with the meteor, are above the orphanage. Suddenly collided.
"Boom!"
With a deafening sound. There was a thunderous roar. A violent storm surged out like an explosion, with an impact that made people feel like they would be crushed into scum. Enveloping the entire orphanage.
Without the slightest suspense, the stone houses made of stone bricks were like glass, and they were blasted by the impact air waves. The stone roofs were also lifted mercilessly, and even the surrounding fields were razed. Small pieces of flat land.
When the shocking wind and waves dissipated and the violent roar disappeared, the scene was completely changed.
The building becomes dilapidated, like an abandoned house, fragile to the extent that even a larger wind blows it down.
The ground broke apart like a spider's web, and the ground in the center of the field was cut off by a layer, revealing a pit filled with smoke and dust.
In the pothole, Bronson knelt on the ground, his skin was covered with scars, his face was painful, and he couldn't help gasping for breath. After a while, he vomited a mouthful of blood. .
Bronson's injury was not caused by the attack, but because he was overloaded with the output of magic power, which made his body overwhelmed, which caused the skin to crack and the internal organs to vomit blood.
Compared with Bronson, Lucifer's appearance is a lot more miserable.
Standing in front of Bronson, Lucifer’s golden body was covered with burnt black marks everywhere, smoking, and even a trace of electric light. It was obvious that the internal body was already partially affected. Damaged.
To make matters worse, the three pairs of wings behind Lucifer with golden feathers like steel, one pair became tattered, and one of the two giant blades equipped on the back of the wrist was broken alive. Half of it.
Obviously, even if Bronson surpassed the limit and gave Lucifer too much magic power, Lucifer still lost to the pitch-black giant sword comparable to a high-rise building!
Of course, in order to achieve this, it is not easy to be speechless. Standing opposite Bronson and Lucifer, his face is slightly pale, and his mouth is panting. Although it is much better than Bronson, it can also be seen. The fatigue in the eyes is faint.
However, it is not surprising that this will happen.
Without superpowers, you can only use'mind power' to squeeze the iron sand out of the shape of the weapon by squeezing, and the burden is not ordinary.
After all,'mind power' is the magic of high purity, and the use itself means that a lot of magic is required.
But without saying anything, he went to challenge the limit, squeezed out a huge sword that big, and used his'mind power' to control it and attack, how could it not be tired? …
It can be said that in this world, who can use'mind power' to exercise such an attack, apart from being speechless, there will be no second person!
"It's a long life, President Bronson..." He suppressed the slightly rapid breathing, and looked at the opposite side with a cold eyes. Bronson with a painful face.
"You can't die like this, should you really say that you are an excellent puppet who almost won the position of the'Devil'?..."
Bronson didn't answer, and didn't know if he didn't bother to answer, didn't want to answer, or couldn't answer. He just raised his head, raised his eyes, and stared at his speechlessly, his eyes full of murderous aura.
"Oh, it's terrible..." Silent laughed out loud as if he was frightened by the murderous look in his eyes.
"It's a pity that from being eliminated from the'Night Party' to now, a full twenty years have passed. Apart from your magical powers
Apart from being strengthened by the passage of time, there is basically no progress. It is even stupid to forget to train yourself in order to run the ingenious workshop! "
"Stupid?..." Bronson grinned furiously.
"Individual progress is nothing but degradation, and the progress of the times is irreversible. Magicians are a group of individuals, groups, and living entities that exist for the sake of'progress'!"
"If human beings stagnate, it will bring destruction and disaster to the world. The development and progress of science is also a means of survival that must not be ignored. For progress and development, it is worthwhile to pay!" Bronson stood up with difficulty. , Sneered.
"In order to advance the times and to advance science, what is personal sacrifice, no matter how strong the power is, a person cannot survive alone after all. If you don't want to be destroyed, the only way to make the ethnic group stronger can be true. The way to survive, real progress!"
Hearing this, he smiled silently, full of pity and sympathy.
"Indeed, the importance of the individual and the importance of the group are placed on the same roof. Everyone knows which side is more important, and everyone knows which side to choose is the truly wise choice!"
After speaking, a sharp light burst into his speechless eyes.
"But being wise is one thing, and being correct is another thing. For what progress, what development, and the result, you sacrifice those innocent people who have the right to survive and were ruthlessly robbed of their freedom and their lives by you? ?..."
"Regardless of whether it is Frey or Loki, although their importance is not comparable to all human beings, and naturally not comparable to the development and progress of the entire world, but at the expense of individuals in exchange for the interests of the group, even if you say it beautifully, after all, That's still an act of making money and killing!"
"You can't even keep the individual's survival, you can't even get your own progress, and you can't even grasp the things in front of you. You talk about progress? Talk about development?..." Without words, he didn't conceal his emotions anymore, and sneered.
"Funny and unattainable!"
"—!" Bronson seemed to have been insulted, his face was covered with haze and anger.
Of course, Silence is indeed insulting him, so there is no need to question it!
"Progress or development has nothing to do with me. I am here only to fulfill my promise and give you a big surprise. At the same time, I speak out for Frey, and I am also looking for hatred!"
A wordless hand stretched out, behind him, in the crimson space ripples, a stream of light flew out and fell into his hand.
Well, it's a card!
"Didn't you say that no matter how strong an individual is, it is an individual after all?" He held the card diagonally in front of his heart and looked at Bronson speechlessly.
"Then let you see with your own eyes, what kind of individual power you have spent the entire 20 years in operating for the sake of the group is destroyed under what kind of individual power!" (...)