Before Nomad Mountain was killed by Ye Qingxuan, he was one of the few strong men among the evil sons of the sea. A monster that directly inherited the Leviathan bloodline. In addition to its astonishing vitality and activity, it also had abilities similar to this. A huge body with commensurate power.
Its total length reaches a staggering 1,170 meters, which is equivalent to more than five times the current conventional large warships in various countries.
Just to break it up, the musicians of the Inquisition converted an entire haven into a planing table.
Among them, Ye Qingxuan obtained not only the scales with terrifying defense, the vital heart, and the skull with the most terrifying hardness, but also the important organs that supported such a huge body in Nomadic Mountain.
Without a doubt, the spine.
Also thanks to the terrifying size of Nomadic Mountain, the length of the battleship has reached a sensational four hundred meters after the recast. The most important one, the keel, is pieced together from the hardest parts taken from the spine.
After secondary cultivation and rough processing, hundreds of vertebrae were fused into one. During the voyage, it showed unprecedented terrifying strength and performance, and this was still limited to manpower and materials, and could not be processed finely, without the rough processing of other alchemical matrices attached.
It also has horror potential that could be improved.
In addition, most of the remaining spines have gone through more complex processes and careful production, and have been called the battleship's main gun "Petitioner" through the special technology of the Inquisition.
Only twenty-four sections of the spine remained.
These twenty-four sections are not trash that cannot be used, on the contrary, they are the essence of it.
They are important organs that build the etheric circulation in Nomad Mountain's body.
With the ether and power in their blood, the Nomadic Mountains can inspire their power, ride the storms and tides, call down terrifying tornadoes and storms that can swallow up any fleet.
They are natural instruments, self-generated alchemical matrices generated by the Scourge's music theory.
At the suggestion of Chief Engineer Carroll, eighteen bone joints were embedded in the alchemical matrix of the ship's hull and connected in parallel with the ether pool, incorporating the original ability to float and the power to call tides and storms into it.
The other six joints were all turned into weapons.
Weapons made for natural disasters.
After a long process of refining and manufacturing by the alchemists, only three have been successfully produced so far, and the material is no longer the rough bones of the past, but instead looks like crystal clear crystal.
After all the alchemy matrices were compressed and rearranged, and the parts that had nothing to do with lethality were eliminated, its volume was actually reduced to one-tenth of its original size.
And the destructive power has increased to more than a hundred times!
Ninth drive, overload operation.
Following Ye Qingxuan's order, amid the near-collapse roar, the petitioner's main cannon was aimed at Avalon, which was covered in destruction. A terrifying glow burst out, a hurricane was set off, and then it was torn apart.
In the sky, the dark clouds also stopped moving**.
It was like a god casting a sword of punishment from the sky.
The crystal spine shaped into the shape of the Holy Emblem fell from the sky, and the temporarily poured lapis lazuli coating rubbed against the air. In just an instant, it climbed to the ignition point, bursting out with a shrill red light.
In the blink of an eye, after penetrating the fault arranged by Ye Qingxuan, the thin green gold shell fell off from it, and the crystal holy emblem burst out with terrifying light.
Endless electric light gathered on it, bursting out with majestic wind and thunder.
Stars fall!
The short distance of a thousand meters was jumped over, and the burning light of the Holy Emblem illuminated the deformed head of the Scourge Dragon, with its stunned and stiff expression.
In the next moment, the rotten face was torn into pieces without mercy, and its head was inserted into the abdomen through the crack in the neck.
The sound of the Holy Emblem breaking was mixed in with the belated roar and loud noise. It seemed silent, but it brought horrific consequences that were far greater than the mass impact.
Although it has no head, it can burst out with shrill screams.
The body of the natural disaster dragon suddenly expanded, like a low-quality hollow rubber doll that had been blown up, swelling to several times its original size.
The scorching red light like lava runs under the skin, and the terrifying heat can still be felt from a long distance away, but this is just the beginning.
Immediately afterwards, what burst out from every pore was electric light that was condensed to the point of almost turning into liquid.
As if in an instant, a huge thundercloud burst out into its body. The thunder and lightning that had been accumulated in the clouds for a long time were completely triggered, burning all the materials it touched into coke.
After being built on the theme of ocean tides and storms, once the joints are triggered, they will affect the surrounding water, creating thunderclouds that can cover the entire city at the snap of a finger, triggering a world-destroying thunder.
But now, all the destruction has been stuffed into the body of the Dragon of Natural Disaster.
Flesh, flesh, bones, ether circulation... everything was smashed, destroyed, and crushed into ashes with almost violent violence.
In the roar of turmoil, Arthur's body instantly stiffened and was burned into coke by the thunder spewing from the inside. The vitality of the natural disaster made him reborn again, and he was destroyed by the storm again.
This is a torture that transcends the punishment of fire, like endless cuts to pieces.
In just a short moment, how many times had he been killed
The natural disasters that were evaporated into dust roared, and Leviathan's power forcibly suppressed them inward, forcibly extinguishing all thunderstorms. The body of the Dragon of Natural Disaster reappeared, but it became riddled with holes.
On the broken earth that was burnt black, the thick blood struggled angrily like living creatures, converging towards the iron-cast skeleton in the center.
The broken skeleton vibrated, and the cracks were quickly closed. Bundles of new sprouts grew from the top like plants, closing the chest cavity and closing it into a thin film. Under the thin film, the new huge heart beat rapidly.
The value of the broken head increased, and the remaining pupils opened again.
This time, in addition to anger and madness, there was also a trace of... panic that could not be concealed or disguised.
wrong.
Something is wrong...
Become a natural disaster, gain strength, never die again, hold eternity in hand, and have power in sight. Everything in the world is waiting for his conquest. The dragon's power will cover the seven seas, and he will dominate the entire material world and become the only emperor and eternal master.
But what is happening now is completely different from what was originally expected.
Not only did he lose all his prepared bodies and could only live in a poor body with no qualifications, but he was also forced to reincarnate before the road to becoming a god was completed. He constantly endured unprecedented humiliation, restrained fights and being hit hard again and again. He was so painful and angry that now, he had even begun to despair of this strange world.
"The old gods are dying, Your Majesty... I am so, and so are you."
Merlin's mocking laughter sounded from his ears again, making him go crazy. He looked around angrily, his skeletal claws slapped the condensed soil, roared, fought with the golden dragon's power, and frantically broke through the defense lines. , no longer entangled, want to break out.
But when he broke through the towering shield wall, what he saw was not freedom.
But the silent emperor.
In the hands of the emperor, the noble and holy long sword was raised high. It was obviously a void memory, a fake reshaped by Long Wei, but it had a decisive and cold beauty.
"It's over, Arthur."
The emperor said goodbye softly, and the illusory sword in the stone slashed down, piercing through its remaining pupils, causing the dragon of natural disaster to wail in pain.
Immediately afterwards, the army roared, and in the roar of the undead, the legions transformed by Long Wei rushed forward, waving their swords, and rushed towards Arthur.
Use knives to chop, use axes to chop, and use all weapons within reach to leave scars on Arthur at all costs. If the weapon is broken, use your hands to pull it. If your nails are broken, use your bones to grab it. If your hands are broken, use your teeth to bite...
It was no longer a battle, but torture.
It's like hell has come to the world.
The hatred and pain accumulated for hundreds of years since his death broke out today. Countless angry ants disintegrated the dragon bit by bit, causing the natural disaster to wail in pain.
After thousands of troops, the emperor stood silently holding his long sword, staring at the crazy dead souls with dim eyes, as well as the painful whining, twitching, and rolling dragon.
Under the armor, the scars cracked.
The fingers holding the hilt of the sword trembled.
He gritted his teeth and swallowed the painful blood between his lips and teeth.
It's time to finish, Arthur.
It's time to end.
"It's useless! It's useless! It's all useless!"
In the endless torture, the fragmented Dragon of Natural Disaster laughed hoarsely, mocking the ants: "You can't kill me! No one can kill me! No one! I am already a natural disaster, and I have grasped eternity! Even if it's eternity! If I die here, I will be reincarnated a hundred years later... I am immortal! I created this country, I spread my legend across the seven seas, and countless people praise my name! I am already with Angelou , as long as this country is not destroyed, I will eventually return!"
"Let's end the dream of Spring and Autumn, Arthur."
A hoarse sigh sounded.
Amidst the roars and roars of tens of thousands of people, that deep voice sounded from Arthur's ears, with an unprecedented coldness and indifference, which made the Dragon of Natural Disaster freeze, and a wave of panic surged in his heart.
It's Ye Qingxuan.
Outside the battlefield, the white-haired young man lowered his head.
He raised his cracked hands, fumbled for a broken cardboard box from his pocket, shook it for a long time, picked out half of an unbroken cigarette, and lit it with the fire from his fingertips.
After taking a deep breath, he extinguished the flame on his finger and exhaled vague smoke.
His eyes were obviously closed, but when he tilted his head and looked in Arthur's direction, it made people feel that there must be out-and-out teasing and ridicule in those eyes.
While Arthur was in a daze, he smiled and asked softly: "Do you know there is something called the 'Holy Grail of Destruction'?"
At that moment, it was as if despair transformed into a body and fell from the sky.
The Dragon of Natural Disaster roared crazily, its broken body squirming, and crazily crawled towards Ye Qingxuan's location. But as Ye Qingxuan raised his palm, the turbulent earth veins under the entire Avalon made an earth-shattering roar.
In the heaven on earth, the ancient scrolls of "Genesis" unfolded again, absorbing endless power, and descended on Avalon again. Countless forbidden music theories unfolded out of thin air, and the installation of super-light domain music theories was completed.
First, there must be light.
In the cold light, the huge realm enveloped Arthur, isolating him from inside and outside. It was like a huge glass wall, sealing off the sky and the earth, pulling him into another world.
The hymn of creation now contains the meaning of destruction.
Countless mechanisms are operating, huge gears tens of meters high are rotating, the alchemical matrix of the Homeland Defense Front is changing rapidly, and huge cables are springing out from the broken earth one after another, connected to the huge created by Genesis. Above the realm.
It was like a huge crystal six-sided cube falling from the sky, imprisoning Arthur in it, allowing the broken dragon to struggle crazily, but unable to break through the invisible cage, and could only watch helplessly as despair swallowed him up bit by bit.
In front of the fault of the six-sided cube, Ye Qingxuan finally opened his eyes, raised his head, and stared at Arthur, seeming to pity and sympathize with what would happen to him next, and his tone became warm and soft.
Just like someone reporting death with a death notice in hand.
"Don't worry, natural disasters will not kill you. Even if your consciousness will be burned in the fire, your strength will be merged into the heaven on earth to make your final contribution to this country."
Ye Qingxuan smiled and waved goodbye:
"Congratulations, Arthur, you are finally truly with Angel."
The dark dragon of natural disaster roared in despair, it seemed to be whining, but it also seemed to be completely crazy, roaring, the sound was vague and broken, like a human, but also like a beast.
During the slow activation of the Holy Grail of Destruction, he alternately roared and sometimes begged. He wanted Ye Qingxuan to die without a burial place and suffer eternal torture, and then suddenly promised him eternal glory and glory, even giving away all his power. Immediately afterwards, he shouted some big secret, but in an instant he changed to another set of words.
From anger, to depression, from struggling and pleading, to finally numbness.
Total despair.
"Why… "
He looked at Ye Qingxuan blankly, "Tell me, why?"
Ye Qingxuan smoked the remaining half of the cigarette, raised his eyebrows, and shook his head in a troubled manner:
"If you want to ask why, I have a lot of reasons here. I can write a 500-page book to justify your death and failure from multiple angles. But in the final analysis, you have no chance of winning this war from the beginning... "
He raised his hand, took off the cigarette that was about to burn out at the corner of his mouth, and replied calmly:
"—Because you're blocking my way."
The cigarette popped out of his fingers.
That dim red light drew a beautiful arc in the air and passed through the crystal cube. The weak spark illuminated Arthur's numb eyes and ignited the fire of destruction.
In just an instant, terrifying flames erupted from it.
As if in an instant, the blazing sun was born from it.
Under the endless supply of ether, pure destruction burst out from it, thunder and lightning, earth, water, fire and wind shattered one after another, and a terrifying scene like the end of the universe was staged from it.
The terrifying rays of light that destroyed a thousand suns at the same time burst out one after another. Even if you blocked your eyes with your hands, you could clearly see the translucent bones.
Destroy the Holy Grail.
The terrifying power originally used to destroy all of Angelo erupted in the hexahedron realm, filling every corner. In just an instant, the dark dragon of natural disaster was swallowed up.
quietly.
Across the realm of Creation, no painful wails and roars could be heard, only a heart-stopping silence.
How many times has it been reborn inside
Hundreds of times? Thousands of times? Or tens of thousands of times
Until finally, in the endless destruction, all consciousness and all spirit are wiped out.
Everything was destroyed.
Tangible and intangible.
Only the power of Leviathan, which had been stripped out again, was ruthlessly extracted by the matrix of heaven on earth, coldly cutting off all possibilities of Arthur's resurrection.
Death is so long and yet so short.
Between the quiet sea and sky, in the city that was almost in ruins, there was only the pure flame burning.
The light tore through the darkness between heaven and earth, dispersed the clouds and lingering fog, and illuminated the lightless ocean.
The country that had been buried in darkness returned to the light of day.
Returned to the material world.
Until finally, the fire went out.
In the crisp sound, the hexahedron shattered and dissipated. No ashes flew out of it, and even the ashes were burned into nothingness.
There was only the Emperor's hoarse sigh.
it's over.
These hundreds of years of pain and struggle, the curse that has haunted this country and everyone, and that relationship that should never have started.
If the fisherman's son had never been to that mirror-like lake hundreds of years ago, would everything have been different
He stood silently on the edge of the palace, staring at the pre-dawn sea in the distance.
"What are your plans from now on?"
Ye Qingxuan supported his cane, walked forward, stood next to him, tilted his head and looked at him, half-smiling: "Continue to rule this country?"
"forget it."
The emperor shook his head: "I only ruled once and it was so bad. Do you want to clean up the mess again? I will leave this country to you and Mary."
"how about you?"
Ye Qingxuan looked at him seriously: "You're not going to tell me such nonsense that you're going to die soon, are you?"
collapse!
The emperor struck out so quickly that Ye Qingxuan didn't react at all. He only felt his eyes blurred and was hit hard on the forehead. The pain made him gasp and grimace.
Seeing his appearance, the emperor whistled rather undignifiedly and smiled happily:
"I've wanted to do this for a long time."
Snapped.
A slight cracking sound sounded from his hand, and a crack appeared on that finger.
Ye Qingxuan was stunned, and the smile that he hadn't had time to reveal froze on his face.
The emperor hid his hands behind his back in embarrassment. After a long silence, he couldn't help but sigh: "At least you guessed one thing right. I won't say such nonsense to say goodbye."
Ye Qingxuan lowered his head and said nothing.
The emperor held his sword and suddenly asked:
"Where did Bai Xi go?"
"Dongfang." Ye Qingxuan replied in a muffled voice.
"Get her back as soon as possible. I want Mary to make her a female prince." The emperor bestowed the reward without hesitation, not forgetting to glance at Ye Qingxuan: "She is much better behaved than you and Vito."
Ye Qingxuan lowered his head, rubbed his nose, and said in a low voice:
"She'll be back."
The emperor nodded, "Abraham and Ciel will do the same, right? And that boy Vito must have gone crazy these years outside. Only you can control him. Remember to find him back."
"Will do."
Ye Qingxuan nodded, "Everything will return to normal, don't worry."
"That's good."
The emperor nodded, stared at the sea in the distance, and smiled from the bottom of his heart:
"What a wonderful world. Why didn't I discover it sooner?"
Ye Qingxuan said nothing.
He lowered his head, raised his hands, and covered his face, but he couldn't wipe away his tears and couldn't help but choke.
Like a homeless kid.
"Don't leave, can't you?"
"Of course not."
The emperor shook his head helplessly: "Arthur and I were originally one and the same, the fisherman's son and the madman who wanted to become a natural disaster are also the same. Today's decline is the result of my own actions, you don't have to be sad. Merlin is actually right, the old times When the time comes to pass, let the name Arthur be forgotten along with it."
Ye Qingxuan said nothing.
The emperor sighed, reached out and rubbed his hair: "Get Bai Xi back soon."
"Um."
Ye Qingxuan wiped his eyes and raised his red eyes.
The emperor sighed, like an elderly lady, who couldn't help but say: "Be stronger and don't let others bully you anymore."
"Um."
Ye Qingxuan nodded.
"Don't let down the girls who love you, and don't be like me."
"Um."
Ye Qingxuan nodded.
"besides… "
The emperor hesitated to speak, and for a long time, he patted his head helplessly: "There is something else that I can't remember for a while, so let's stop here. Don't be verbose. Remember what you promised me, I will supervise you. of!"
Ye Qingxuan nodded silently, and the emperor smiled. His cracked face was full of happiness and relief, and he looked at the young man with gentle eyes, just like when they met in the falling snow.
When we stand together with each other, we feel warm. Even if the world is cold, we are no longer lonely.
"Ye Qingxuan, nice to meet you."
"Me too."
"We're good friends, right?"
"Yeah, best friends."
So the emperor nodded, satisfied and no longer craving for more.
In the silence, I don't know how long passed, only the sound of small cracks could be heard.
Gradually, there were more and more cracks in the emperor's body, until finally, he could no longer maintain his shape.
"It seems the time has come, I didn't expect it to be so soon."
He sighed regretfully and looked at Ye Qingxuan: "Goodbye."
"Um."
Ye Qingxuan nodded, as if he had adapted to this kind of separation, and smiled reluctantly: "Goodbye."
The emperor nodded and closed his eyes.
In a trance, the sound of the ocean waves sounded. It was a tune that had always accompanied dreams since childhood. In the distant sound of the tide, came the sound of singing, familiar and gentle, as if it had been lingering in this city forever, silently watching and waiting.
He chuckled.
Sorry for keeping you waiting.
I'll come right away...
The gentle sea breeze blows like a happy embrace. The emperor smiled, opened his arms, and his broken body turned into dust and dissipated in the wind.
Return to nothingness.
The world returns to silence.
Ye Qingxuan was left alone in the ruins, reaching out in vain to touch the traces of his death.
A long time, a long time.
He lowered his head sadly, smiled reluctantly, and whispered in a low voice: "Goodbye."
He was obviously smiling, but his shoulders couldn't help but tremble.
He lowered his head.
Water stains slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the back of his hands, making no sound.
goodbye.
Until the end, he was left alone in this empty world with no meaning anymore...
fart!
A disdainful "chi" sound sounded.
"Ah!!!" Ye Qingxuan, who was immersed in sadness, suddenly trembled, felt the severe pain in his calf, and screamed involuntarily.
The pain was so sudden and so familiar that even though I had experienced it countless times, I still couldn't help but fall to the ground and roll around holding my calf.
But while rolling, he saw a pair of familiar eyes.
A bird's-eye view of Linxia.
Such arrogance, but also full of helplessness, as well as contempt and disappointment that seemed to come from the whole family.
Ye Qingxuan was stunned, petrified, and stunned.
The golden retriever looked away from him, annoyed by his cowardly look, and slapped his face with its wagging tail, as if slapping him in the face.
Haven't we already said goodbye
I said I would supervise you!
I just walked away for a while... Why are you crying
Ye Qingxuan looked at him blankly, stretched out his hand, and touched its golden hair. A familiar feeling came from his fingertips, and it was real. Feeling the look of contempt, his face that was twitching with pain couldn't help but smile, ecstatically.
"Hahahahaha."
Ignoring the hound's struggles, he pounced on it, took it in his arms, cheered, and rolled on the ground, staining the solemn cassock with dust and mud.
In this bad world, partings and reunions always come unexpectedly.
What's not too bad is that there is always hope.
The former emperor has gone to sleep with the old grudges, but the hound that inherited the beastly nature and dragon power has nothing to do with it. It has already existed in the heaven on earth and is with this country.
In the ruins, the young man hugged the hound, laughed and shed tears of joy.
"Lao Fei, welcome back!"
…
The long night is over, and the morning sun rises from the end of the ocean.
A fresh wind blew in the distance.
Dawn finally arrives.