The most brilliant light spreads in consciousness with the purest darkness.
The light in Angel's pupils passed quickly and became darker, but the sword light called the Heart of Despair continued to soar in her sight. Her mental state and the sword light merged into one, and she was completely stabilized in transcendence. territory.
Countless pictures continue to circulate.
The vitality slowly passed away in Angel's body.
The Pope's body began to tremble visibly.
The colorful sword light appeared in his consciousness without warning along with countless pictures, and the pictures began to flicker quickly, like a dream.
Someone stirred up a strong wind in the oppressive deep sea.
Someone gathered rainwater in the dry desert.
Someone lit a fire in the ice and snow, evaporating the glacier.
Thunder rises between day and night, bringing down the power of heaven.
Someone ascended to the sky, even to the clouds.
In the brightly lit city, everyone bowed their heads.
Under the attention of the whole world, someone took over the divine sword.
The frenzy was beating against the cliff, and someone was saying something to him in front of the boulder engraved with people's names.
Like the sound of thundering tide, he looked into the distance, the afterglow of the setting sun was falling, and the quiet and carefree couple were walking away.
In the ice-covered attic, the girl was practicing one move after another, and the serious-looking woman corrected her every expression very harshly.
The smile, the raising of hands, the steps when walking, the swing of the waist.
A golden dog appeared in the solemn and quiet airport, and the world instantly shattered into a punch, falling with a crash.
He walked into the large and solemn conference room. The giants standing at the pinnacle of power stood up at the same time. He waved his hands casually and sat down directly opposite the main seat.
In the grand military parade, the most elite troops shouted enthusiastically and shouted invincibility.
One after another, the masters of the invincible realm who were calling the shots in the dark world bent over in embarrassment.
He appears in one scene after another.
Solemn meetings, warm banquets, and fierce battles.
Prosperous, desolate, mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, prosperous cities in the world, he walked naturally, everything was under his feet.
The sword energy flowing with colorful light illuminates the night sky.
After the sword light passed, the world became vast.
Heavy snow appeared in front of the Pope.
The wind and snow were messy, and countless blood spilled down.
Thousands of images burst out almost at the same time, almost shattering his entire consciousness.
The colorful sword light roared in the wind and snow, and the fierce soldiers opened fire at all costs. The clear sword light stabbed with extremely decisive murderous intent. In the bustling city, from the highest place, a beauty in red jumped down lightly. .
The sword intent that seemed to reincarnate endlessly and burst out at the limit filled the sky, and the colorful sword light burned.
Holding everything in mind, moving forward in the starry sky.
The black wave swept high into the sky, and the boulder engraved with glory shattered. The human figure fell powerlessly into the deep sea, and the perfect figure fell high in the sky.
On the other side of the barren mountain where the flowers withered, the trees shattered, the water flow became turbid, and all the palaces collapsed, a warm hand held the boy through the wind and snow. His figure was handsome, but his voice was a little lonely.
"Grandpa Lin, I want revenge."
"Where is the hatred left? As of today, it's all over. Everything they owe you has been paid back."
"Ah!"
The Pope suddenly held his head with both hands and roared angrily. Two lines of blood shot out from his eyes. His face was twisted and pale. Countless pictures were still appearing in his consciousness, thousands of them. Dozens and millions.
The cherry blossoms of Beidao appeared in his consciousness, and the young Zed and Angel appeared.
Countless people's lives and countless people's endings flooded into his mind like a tide, and eventually turned into flames, burning his will, belief, and even soul.
The vitality in Angel's eyes became weaker and weaker.
The Pope raised his hand with great effort.
"puff!"
In front of Angel, Aresis held a slender samurai sword and pierced Angel's chest directly.
All of Angel's vitality began to break under this sword.
There is no future.
This is true despair.
She closed her eyes, and all her will began to burn like never before, as if she wanted to destroy everything.
A mouthful of blood spurted out directly from the Pope's mouth.
His breath quickly became weak, and even his raised palms began to tremble violently.
He panted hard, quickly and hoarsely: "Purify, purify this heresy!"
... ...
Wind and rain are like knives.
Outside the church, it was already a hellish Shura field.
Zed's figure moved straight forward in the air.
Shadow after shadow began to gather around him.
He is walking and so is the shadow.
The extremely cold and cruel murderous intention was boiling like a raging tide.
Countless people from the Holy Order of Knights stepped into the air.
The calamity is moving.
The shadows are moving too.
The shadow that perfectly replicated all of Zed's movements was a machine dedicated to killing and surviving. The strong wind and rain were rotating around the shadow, as cold as a blade.
The fire goes out.
The thunder disappeared.
The thick ice wall turned into powder in an instant.
Blood flowed down.
Broken corpses and pieces of flesh kept flying.
Zed's face was expressionless. It seemed that he had never been like this before in his life. He was moving forward seriously, killing, so focused.
everyone
In front of him are ants and opponents.
Condensate ice, burn fire, thunder, peak thunder, even half-step invincible.
Dealing with every opponent, Jie goes all out.
one strike.
There was only one blow, and whoever stood in front of him was turned into splatters of flesh and blood.
Calm and calm, but moving forward inexorably!
More and more holy warriors gathered, but fewer and fewer attacked.
The Holy Inquisitor began to retreat.
And Mered's figure finally walked over from the corner of the church with difficulty.
Before today, Mered never thought that he would be afraid of anyone. As a master who was infinitely close to the peak of invincibility, he would not be afraid of any battle under any circumstances. After all, even if he was not his opponent, he could leave the battlefield calmly.
But at this moment, facing the robbery, even though he didn't want to admit it, he had to face the fear in his heart.
This fear was so strong that it made every step he took extremely difficult.
This is the opponent Mered least wants to face.
Such a calamity...
In front of him, this was no battle at all.
But he is gambling on his life.
His Majesty asked him to hold him back.
But it can't be delayed at all.
No one can stop the calamity in this state.
This kind of battle is a real moment of life and death.
"Bang" sound.
In the church on the front, something seemed to be shattering.
An extremely weak but extremely fierce voice sounded.
That was Angel's voice.
"You... will all be buried with me!"
In mid-air, Jie suddenly raised his head.
The shadows around him looked up at the same time.
Large swaths of wind and rain stagnated slightly in the air.
A sharp edge that could tear the night sky apart suddenly erupted.
Zed stretched out his hand, and the shadows around him took action at the same time.
The wind and rain hovering in front of him condensed into one place at the moment he took action, and he pushed it casually, turning it into a hazy arc of light.
The water is rippling.
The next second, blood bloomed.
Mered gritted his teeth suddenly, and his body rushed high into the sky with countless afterimages, like a bolt of lightning, and rushed towards Zed.
Zed glanced at him in an instant that seemed to go extremely fast and then extremely slow.
His eyes were extremely calm, without emotion, life or death.
His palms stood up.
The surrounding black shadows dissipated.
A sharp sword cry filled with killing suddenly sounded between the heaven and the earth.
With the vastness of heaven and earth as its sheath.
Use the wind and rain as a sword.
Without any dodge, Zed stared at Mered, dropped his arm, and slashed directly with his sword.