The twilight of the gods is finally drawing to a close.
At the moment when the gods of the main universe fell, those gods and demons from higher dimensions focused all their attention on a player.
The battle between Feng Bujue and Infinit seems to have become a fateful duel that spans two dimensions and determines the fate of countless people, gods, and demons.
win, or lose.
Will bring two worlds...to two very different futures.
In this tense and suffocating atmosphere, I think... the words should be divided into two parts...
Let's take a look at a few other things that haven't been settled yet...
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First look at the kingdom of the undead...
But he saw three figures standing side by side in front of the throne above the main hall of the king's city.
Those three people were Li Ruoyu, Gu Xiaoling and An Yueqin.
At this time, those members of the Magic Church have left, and they still have a lot of things to do; Zhuan Jiezun and Dian Yuwang have also gone back to the reasoning club, and they still have to prepare for the coming new era; As for the invisible demon, that is, the mirror image puppet of ZERO... it has already left without saying goodbye and disappeared.
Other than the newly promoted "Spirit King" on the throne, the only ones remaining in the hall at this moment are the three players on the front line of hell.
"So... let's get started."
After properly communicating with the players, Fuling stood up. She raised her right hand and grabbed it out of thin air... In the blink of an eye, a long sword with a skull pattern carved on the hilt appeared in her hand.
In the next second, Ruoyu, Xiaoling, and Huajian took a step forward, knelt down on one knee, and lowered their heads slightly.
Of course, they didn't want to propose to Fu Ling, nor did they want to bow their heads and confess their sins; they... were waiting for the "canonization".
"Immortal country, unswerving ambition." Fu Ling respectfully erected the [Sacred Sword of Necromancer] vertically in front of her chest, solemnly proclaiming, "The ceremony of honor and promotion is for all souls to learn from."
At this point, Fu Ling turned slightly sideways. Looking at Ruoyu in front of her left: "In the name and power of the King of Spirits, I confer [Siyu Ruolii]..." As she spoke, she moved the sword gently and steadily, and used the back of the sword to Touched Ruoyu's back neck and shoulders respectively, "... the name of the Death Knight."
When the word "name" is exported. A hazy white light enveloped Ruoyu's body, and at the same time, a "cloak" with shoulder armor quietly appeared behind her.
It was a set of bone-colored shoulder armor, and the cloak at the back was pure white with silver trimmings; in the middle of the cloak, there was also a crystal-colored special crest... This was Fuling. It is the exclusive logo of the new "Spirit King", and its shape is like a broken rose made of broken human bones.
"I swear to respect my king, and all spirits will learn from each other." Ruoyu also raised her head and said her "Knight Declaration"; in this way, a brief canonization ceremony is considered complete.
To make a long story short, after awarding Xiaoling and Huajian the titles of knights in the same way, Fu Ling put away her sword, turned and returned to the throne.
Then, with a smile on her face, she said to the three players: "My knights. Please get up."
The three beauties breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the words, and stood up together.
"From today onwards, you are the 'Three Knights of the Dead' personally appointed by my Spirit King." Two seconds later, Fu Ling continued, "As long as you are in the main universe, no matter how far apart you are, you can be knights." Name, borrow the power of the dead. All the heroic spirits of the kingdom are your backing."
After the ceremony. Fu Ling no longer needs to speak to them in a serious manner, and she herself doesn't like to drag words. Even after becoming a "new god", she still likes to speak plain words most of the time.
"Hee hee..." Xiao Ling seemed to like this "knight title" quite a lot. Immediately replied with a smile, "My king is mighty~ From now on, I, the 'bone knight', will report your name directly when I go out."
[Bone] is the special code name of the little spirit as a knight; all necromantic knights will have their own code name, and Ruoyu and Huajian naturally have them, which are [Rain] and [Flower] respectively; the code names of necromantic knights are mostly is a character or a word, and this word or word. It also implies the "ability" it can use.
"This king also believes that you three..." Fu Ling also nodded and replied, "I will not disgrace this honor."
After saying this, Fu Ling seemed to have remembered something, and she immediately continued: "By the way, where is Crazy now? With his merits, he can be made the crown prince."
"He still has something to do, I'm afraid he will come to visit the King Ling in the future." Ruoyu replied.
"Well... that's fine." Fu Ling answered, looking a little disappointed in his eyes.
"But..." Ruoyu immediately said again, "He arranged for someone, and I hope you can keep him by your side."
"Oh?" Fu Ling looked doubtful, "Isn't it true that travelers from other worlds can't stay in this world forever? How can this person stay?"
"The one left here is not a traveler from another world like us." At this moment, Hua Zhi stopped talking, and took out something from his bag, "It's... him."
After finishing speaking, she activated the hook jade in her hand.
Suddenly, a tall red strange figure flashed impressively, standing proudly in front of the throne.
The moment Fu Ling saw this unexpected guest, her expression changed immediately, because she felt amazing power from the other party with just one glance...
"Is this the new Spirit King?" The Blood Corpse God is not a very polite person (let's call him a human). As soon as he appeared, he looked Fu Ling up and down and commented, "As expected of killing The 'spirit grabbing' guy has a good momentum."
"Who are you?" Fu Ling looked at him nervously, and asked, "Why didn't I know... that there are existences like you in the main universe."
"That kind of thing... I will talk to you slowly in the future." The Blood Corpse God still has his own way, "Anyway, I will stay with you for a long time."
"What are you doing here with me?" Flynn asked.
"Be your thug." The Blood Corpse God replied.
"You?" Fu Ling was surprised when she heard the words, "You...will act as a 'thug' for me?" She didn't question the lack of ability of the Blood Corpse God, but felt... As far as a "thug" is concerned, the opponent's The fighting power is too high...
"That's Feng Bujue's idea." The Blood Corpse God spread his hands and said, "Of course, I don't mind... On the one hand, I need a wider space to practice; on the other hand, in the process of fighting for you I can 'eat freely'." Speaking of food. He laughed, "Hehe... Speaking of which, do you have any prisoners who are in urgent need of execution? I'm just hungry."
Seeing the blood corpse god's expression and listening to his words, Fu Ling, the spirit king, couldn't help being a little dazed.
"Lord Lingwang." Xiao Ling saw her hesitation. Taking advantage of the situation, he continued, "Don't worry, the Blood Corpse God is trustworthy. Letting him stay here is indeed the intention of our leader." She paused, and then said. "Now that you have just ascended to the throne, your foundation is not stable; the kingdom's combat strength is also greatly damaged, and everything is pending; in this case, the Blood Corpse God can just replace the 'Nine Necromancers', and charge forward for you and strengthen the country's security state."
"Yeah..." Hua Jian also smiled and continued, "Anyway, his pursuit is to eat his opponent after the fight... Staying with you is undoubtedly a good thing for both parties."
"Hmm..." Fu Ling thought about it, and felt that what they said made sense. In any case, it shouldn't be possible for Feng Bujue to send the Blood Corpse God to usurp the throne. If he really wanted to do that... he wouldn't help himself ascend the throne from the very beginning. "Well, since it's what Feng Bujue meant..." She turned her head to look at the Blood Corpse God again, "I have no reason to reject such a powerful fighter."
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At the same time, Mirror World.
This world, made up of black and white, is now grey.
The sky, the abyss, the cinnabar road, the sun, the moon, and even the light, shadow, smoke and dust... all became a piece of gray.
Mirror Demon is dead.
The mirror world has also become an empty shell that lost its owner
And all the monster energy that was as vast as the ocean also gushed out from the shattered Liuhe mirror and filled this empty shell.
"Fu—" Meng Jingchan fell on the gray cinnabar road. He turned his back to the sky... and lit himself a cigarette.
He was still alive, but so badly wounded that he could no longer sit up on his own.
"Stinky boy..." Brother Chan read while looking at the gray sky after taking a puff of cigarette. "I know why you want to apologize to us."
That's right... Why did Gui Xiao apologize to his four teammates before attacking Mirror Demon? The reason is... He knew that the blow made by the [Left Hand of Judgment] would not only kill the Mirror Demon and kill himself... The power flowing out of it would also involve and destroy everyone around him sex blow.
"There's that fellow Wushi Shenxuan..." Meng Jingchan paused for a few seconds. He said again, "What did you say that you have let go of the 'captain's burden', but... before you die, you still fought hard and helped me withstand the fatal injury, heh..." He smiled wryly, "Obviously he intends to keep me here' Last Hope', keep playing."
Soon, Brother Chan finished smoking that cigarette.
The severe pain all over his body was not relieved at all: "Ah... In short, let's find a way to deal with the fractures in a few key parts, otherwise it will be difficult to even get up..."
Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and tried to turn over first.
"Don't bother." But at this moment, a strange voice came into Brother Chan's ears.
At this moment, Meng Jingchan's heart... sank to the bottom.
There is an instinct telling him that the visitor is not good...
"Oh... let me guess..." Meng Jingchan looked at the strange figure wearing a hood standing next to him, and asked with a sigh, "Feng Bujue asked you to come?"
"Guess right." Doma looked down at Meng Jingchan and said calmly.
"Are you here to kill me?" Meng Jingchan asked again.
"He did tell me... When I come to this mirror world, I may meet one or two dying guys who are not dead yet." Doma continued, "Now it seems...you are the only one Alright."
"Huh..." Meng Jingchan let out a long breath, seemingly resigned to his fate, "There's really nothing we can do about that... The calculation is so impeccable that he doesn't even let others breathe, in a sense..." He simply Lighting another cigarette for himself, "That kind of man... is so ruthless and charming, isn't he?"
"Is this your last words?" Doma didn't want to chat with Brother Chan, after all, they didn't know each other well.
"Fu—" Meng Jingchan spit out a smoke ring, and continued, "This man... how about letting me die to understand?"
In his sentence, he didn't raise any substantive questions, but... Doma understood what he meant.
"My name... Doma." Doma stretched out his hand and pointed at Meng Jingchan, "The God of Immortality." His fingertips gradually condensed into a purple light, "After accepting this 'gift of Liuhe mirror', It won't take too long, and I will become...the strongest in this world—God!"
After speaking, purple light suddenly appeared.
The energy beam released by Doma easily hit Meng Jingchan's head, and the latter died instantly and turned into white light.
Then, Doma took off the hood of his jacket, revealing his Frieza (yes, that's what he looks like) face.
"Feng Bujue..." Doma opened his arms and accepted it proudly, and the demonic aura all over the sky gathered towards him rapidly. The scene was like a mighty dragon swallowing clouds; and in his mouth, he was still chanting words, "You... really found a good place for me." (.)