collapse!
Ye Qingxuan took three steps back.
Facing the natural restraint of the Sun of God's Wrath, Wagner was not as restricted as Ye Qingxuan imagined, and his running power became more and more violent.
It's like the power coming from the collapse of heaven and earth...
Feeling the power coming from the sword blade, Ye Qingxuan suddenly felt a strong suspicion in his heart.
Is this old man really as ill as he is about to die, as in the legend? This state is not so much a decline, but rather more exaggerated than in its heyday, right
It was a completely different sense of oppression from other saints.
Not from strength, but from will.
The hostility gathered like iron, giving him no chance to breathe.
Every collision of the sword blade made Ye Qingxuan feel the wavering of his will - the same arrogance, but different from the gloom that Handel brought to him, but like a star moving in its orbit, supported by something more firm. He was shocking Ye Qingxuan...
No matter how Ye Qingxuan looked at it, he was sure of victory.
"Go all out and don't give him any chance!"
In my heart, a voice told myself: "If you relax even a little bit, you will be torn apart by his power and burned to ashes!"
Could it be that I was wrong in my estimation, are all saints such fierce guys
"Hey, old gentleman, don't be so fierce at all times." Holding the flame-shaped sword, Ye Qingxuan stared at Wagner and asked curiously, "Aren't you afraid of cerebral hemorrhage?"
"Don't worry, I'm still strong."
Wagner laughed hoarsely, and the iron current of the God of War was rushing, pressing forward step by step: "Such a fight is not even a warm-up, 'young man'!"
Without caring about the cutting edge of the New Testament Sword, the flame-shaped heavy sword was raised and struck towards Ye Qingxuan's face. A few meters away, the pressure brewing in the blade almost made Ye Qingxuan's hair stand on end.
Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but wonder, was he suppressing him, or was he suppressing himself
No, something is wrong...
In terms of strength, Ye Qingxuan has the Sword of the New Testament in his hand, and the projection support of Wuyou Country. He is the incarnation of the Ethernet, and his power has completely entered the realm of upper-level natural disasters, and there is also "The Day of Wrath of God" This kind of natural enemy-like music is in hand, not to mention, it has explosive power that far exceeds ordinary natural disasters.
And when faced with a natural enemy like himself, Wagner did not choose a war of attrition, but instead forced a head-on confrontation
Why does he think he can win
Every death of a Martial God in battle is equivalent to a wound to his scepter, which can only accelerate his demise. In other words... it is just a heroic act of seeking death.
What exactly does he want to do...
besides…
Ye Qingxuan looked at him, his eyes turning cold: "What do the Asgardians want to do?"
Wagner laughed.
"how could I know?"
At that moment, Ye Qingxuan suddenly realized that Wagner had never thought about deciding the outcome with him!
He just wants to trip himself!
Even if only temporarily...
"Your Majesty, please destroy the World Tree as soon as possible! If you wait too long, things will change!"
Accompanied by Ye Qingxuan's voice, the incarnation of the natural disaster roared forward. No longer caring about its own defense, the power of the natural disaster surged, urging countless sea demons to help it resist Gangnir's bombardment and attack desperately.
At the same time, Ye Qingxuan sighed softly and faced his enemy.
"If that's the case, then I'm afraid I won't be able to take into account the dignity of the musician and the honor of the duel."
"As it should be, fighting should be done by any means necessary!"
Wagner regrouped and skillfully assumed the offensive posture of the Templars. His burning face was solemn and resolute: "Please do as you please."
Ye Qingxuan sighed, closed his eyes, and raised the sword of the New Testament high.
The majestic melody played from the blade of the sword, and the projection of the land of nothingness came again. In the original darkness of the universe, endless starlight emerged, running along the etheric network with Ye Qingxuan's will.
— "From the New World"!
At this moment, in the etheric realm, the land of nothingness shines brightly.
It was as if the fog covering the future had been lifted, and all the elements connected by the Ethernet and the land of nothing, and all the musicians who resonated with the land of nothing, heard the melody from the distant future. .
The outline of the crystal cube emerged from the land of nothing, and countless modules rotated rapidly, affecting all the synchronic instruments related to it around the world.
The first connection, the second connection, the third connection.
Interpretation method transmission.
The Ethernet is open.
The Concordance Instrument is preheated and the alchemy matrix is running.
The ladder connection is completed.
The next moment, all the war musicians felt the core music theory in their bodies operating on their own, their heartbeats beating, the ether weaving into music, passing through layers of alchemical matrices, and following the ladder to heaven, the glow of countless stars ran invisible in the blink of an eye. In the network, they are gathered between the forty-one giant synchronization instruments of the Crystal Cube.
Above the sky, there seemed to be a morning star lighting up.
The "Guide" hanging at the top of the sky was activated, overlooking the earth from the high sky, guiding the path of the future, directing all power to Ye Qingxuan's location.
Without Hephaestus here, it was the sword in his hand that bore the weight of the world for Ye Qingxuan.
In an instant, the Sword of the New Testament was burned to red by the terrifying ether torrent. Immediately afterwards, the red turned to livid. After experiencing several changes, it entered the realm of pure white.
One hundred and sixty thousand pieces of music are gathered here.
Matter seemed to dissolve in the torrent of ether, and the New Testament that remained in Ye Qingxuan's hands turned into light.
Just holding the hilt of the sword, I felt as if I was dissolving into that majestic power.
"This is "The New World"? It is indeed a magnificent chapter leading to the future." Wagner sincerely praised: "In terms of structure, I am not as good as you."
"I'm sorry, Master Wagner...this unfair victory is really not what I wanted."
Ye Qingxuan's face was expressionless.
Facing the enemy, he raised the hilt of his sword, held high the light transformed by the New Testament, and chopped it down!
Wagner raised his head and stared at the stream of destructive light falling from the sky.
The endless pressure is like an iron dome collapsing and falling, and there is no need to even attack. The gravity emitted by the 160,000 movements is enough to destroy all the movements in front of it.
At that moment, he held the flame-shaped epee in his hand and looked up at the brilliant stream of light in the sky.
"Everything has life and death, and that's how it should be."
Wagner murmured softly, and in his hand, on the hilt of the burning sword, the true name outlined by the elements silently emerged—Lewantin.
The Sword of Dusk and Destruction—Lewanting!
Elegies are played from the blade, mourning the end of the last winter and the last dusk, singing about the fire of destruction burning from hell, from earth, from heaven, from everywhere on earth.
Burn the nine worlds, penetrate the core of the world, tear the sky and the earth apart, and bury all invisible things in the fire.
The gods and the world end here.
At that moment, blood-like flames engulfed him, burning him, transforming all power into the purest destruction, and then soared into the sky.
Destruction and destruction collide in one place.
Flames and flames fight each other.
Light and light eat each other.
It was as if countless steels collided together, the roar resounded throughout Asgard, and the roaring sound in the flames echoed in everyone's ears.
The sky cracked, the hurricane aroused and spread, the huge eye of the wind slowly took shape, and the next moment it was torn apart by even more terrifying power.
In an instant, it was all over.
The light dimmed and faded, the flame died.
The earth turned into scorched earth, and countless dust and frost fell like snow, mixing together.
Ye Qingxuan stared at the chaos with a complicated expression.
He did not want to kill Wagner if necessary, even if he was his enemy. He even felt that it was an honor to have such an enemy.
But soon, his eyes changed from helpless to shocked.
Because among the dust and frost, a staggering figure slowly walked towards him.
That's Wagner.
He is still alive…
Propping up his body with the broken sword blade, Wagner staggered. The flame on his body was like a candle in the wind, but it burned stubbornly and refused to be extinguished.
He looked at Ye Qingxuan, slowly raised his barely intact right arm, and pointed the broken blade at the enemy.
"Come again!"
On the broken face, his pupils were still bright, without any power to reflect them, but still like the scorching sun.
"I'm not dead yet, young man."
He declared to his enemies: "You haven't won yet!"
Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time and sighed softly.
"I lost."
He didn't want to fight Wagner anymore.
"Are you kidding me? Don't let me think that you are playing games with a dishonest old man. Ye Qingxuan, this is a war. How can there be a war that ends without killing people? If you still have a little bit of respect for me, then raise Raise your sword."
Wagner looked at Ye Qingxuan coldly and said in a hoarse voice: "Everything has its life and death, and this battle must also have an end. This is the right thing to do!"
Ye Qingxuan didn't speak, just looked at him with compassion in his eyes.
A sigh sounded.
"That's enough, Mr. Wagner, that's enough."
On the pure white tower, the old musician lowered his head, not daring to look at the saint's back, and just begged in a low voice: "Thank you for everything you have done for Asgard, you don't need to sacrifice more."
In the silence, there was only the sound of pieces peeling off the mutilated body.
"Yeah?"
Wagner paused for a long time, as if he was suddenly enlightened.
Lewantin fell to the ground, taking his broken right arm with him.
After he stopped, he couldn't even maintain the integrity of his body. His broken face slowly turned around and looked at Ye Qingxuan: "Sorry, it seems that this old man won this battle by cheating."
"As it should be."
Ye Qingxuan nodded and replied just like Wagner just now: "Fighting should be done by any means necessary."
Hearing Ye Qingxuan's answer, Wagner chuckled softly, seemingly relieved.
"Then I can... fulfill my mission..."
He closed his eyes.
Under the shattered iron dome, in the dim sunlight, Wagner's body fell apart, turned into ashes, and dissipated in the wind.
Only the dim magic gold fell on the ground and was filled with cracks.
Ye Qingxuan leaned over and picked up the broken ring. Looking at the last remaining inheritance of Wagner, he couldn't help but sigh.
Yes, Wagner won.
Relying on his own strength, he won the most critical last three minutes for Asgard, bringing a turning point in this war. Even if the price is your own death...
There is no need to use despicable means to delay, nor to use insidious calculations to win.
He won with dignity.
I lost.
Then, he heard the roar coming from the deepest part of the earth.
On the pure white tower, countless alchemical matrices shine. The huge alchemical matrix, dubbed the World Tree, is slowly rising from the deepest part of the soil, as if the huge giant tree has come to life and pulled out its roots from the earth.
There are also terrifying fruits hidden under the earth.
As the world trembled, the White Tower collapsed.
Countless silver-white alchemical matrices peeled off from the White Tower, pulling out their roots from the deepest part of the earth, and pulling out the fruits that had finally been brewed.
A huge thing emerged from the depths of the earth.
In the dazzling light and forbidden barrier, the steel giant sleeping like an embryo slowly opened its eyes, and accompanied by the alchemical matrix of the World Tree passed through the barrier and attached to its body, as if It was the blood that finally began to flow.
In the chest, the divinity surging like thunder jumped up, pulling the vast ether flow through the blood.
It was a super giant armor known as a land giant, the most powerful war weapon in the world.
—Hercules!
But now, I'm afraid I can no longer call him Hercules. After hanging upside down on the World Tree for seven days, after being endowed with divinity and mystery, it has now transformed into Odin.
Disaster Odin!
Since the only second emperor son who could resonate with Odin and bear divinity died in Guixu, Odin's huge power was ordered to be divided by the original first emperor son, the current emperor, and formed with his power. Many giant war weapons.
The original giant on land was saved as a result, transformed from mortal iron, and became a container of this huge power.
—Give steel a soul.
For a long time, it has relied on the matrix of the World Tree to extract the geothermal heat of hundreds of volcanoes in Asgard, transforming under the white tower. Now, it has finally completed the last step.
Just like Ye Qingxuan cast Katina, relying on the World Tree Matrix and the giants on land, Asgard finally took full control of this inhuman power in a human way.
At this moment, with the blessing of the World Tree, Fan Tie Hercules transformed into the divine armor Odin.
The steel giant, which was more than a hundred meters tall, held a crown of thunder on its head, slowly descending from the sky like a god, and landed on the ground. The terrifying glow of Gangnir emerged from Odin's palm.
The dedication and sacrifice of countless Asgardians over hundreds of years, the creation made with forbidden technology, and the "Divine Calamity Odin" infused with divine fertilization have awakened.
That was the throne that Arthur once dreamed of.
—Lord of heaven and earth, eternal emperor of earth and hell!
At the same time, rising from the depths of the earth, there was also the light representing the saints.
I am afraid that they have been helping Hercules merge with divinity for some time and complete the final steps.
But what shocked Ye Qingxuan was that he didn't recognize any of the four saints. None of the saints appeared in the information of various countries, and they were not in the list of living saints at all...
A brand new Saint
In the etheric sea, elements outline their true names.
Verdi, Mahler, Puccini, Telemann…
Simply unheard of!