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Chapter 89: The Queen's Legacy (25)

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Gotta help her!

Just as this thought flashed across Qi Leren's mind, Aya's body had turned into a swamp... In the black mud, a woman wearing a long dress in a palace dress and with blood and tears floating on her face, "gazing" faintly looking at her.

Asi turned his face away indifferently, as if he felt that this temporary ally could easily deal with a defenseless girl, so he refocused on Qi Leren.

A woman without legs in the swamp suddenly appeared behind Aya. She didn't even use any weapons, and just waved Aya lightly to the ground. Aya let out a cry of pain, and hugged the hit abdomen, as if the internal organs inside were crushed, the pain made her face covered in cold sweat, and she couldn't speak a word.

The woman grinned—showing fangs as white as sharks. She flashed in front of Aya silently, and her hand with sharp nails stabbed at Aya's heart!

Aya closed her eyes in despair, not daring to think about the pain that was about to pierce her heart, but the pain did not come to her for a long time, so she bravely opened her eyes, and the woman's hand Stalemate in the air, and passing through her shoulders, the holy angel in the distance reached out to her, and the power of time condensed in his hands blocked the woman's offensive.

The little queen, who was almost unable to hold back, lowered her eyes. After all, she didn't help. Wait, it's not time for her to help.

"I still want to protect an irrelevant person until now, senior, you are really a kind person." Asi murmured wearing a mask, as if recalling the rainy night when we met, the one who stood in his way The previous "red".

But when the memory was smeared with the color of betrayal, he finally couldn't laugh anymore, the hatred turned into a murderous intent, or maybe it was the power of killing that made him lose himself, Assi looked at Qi Leren's eyes more and more The more gloomy it was, as if a storm was brewing in those red eyes.

As Asi's mind turned, the world surrounding Qi Le people seemed to sink into the deep sea. He was surprised to find that the surrounding scenery began to change—the blood and corpses all over the ground began to sink, and the fog condensed like a liquid. Axi seemed to be standing in an abyss, covering the people of Qi Le with his world!

Heaviness, pressure, suffocation... Qi Leren's body weighs more than a thousand catties. He has experienced this feeling once before—in the dream mission of the Holy Nun, Su He once demonstrated the power of the domain, and easily suppressed the Nightmare Witch. Can't move on the ground.

No, it's not quite the same, the power doesn't seem to be that irresistible.

Qi Leren, whose Prophet's Heart has not yet expired, is not powerless to resist under this kind of power. He can still move, but he is uncontrollably drawn into another world.

"It seems that you haven't mastered half of the domain yet." Axi's voice sounded from the sky and the earth, lighting up the world like a light, "Welcome to the 'Bloody Wilderness', what you see is only a small part of this domain." Block projection, but it is enough to deal with you who don't even have half a domain."

The domain of the Slaughter Demon King? The people of Qi Le looked at the hell in front of them in shock. Even though the sealed killing demon couldn't mobilize his own domain, let alone descend directly into the domain of the Dragon Ant Queen, this projection was shocking enough.

It should be, scary.

Under the blood-colored sky, the world as far as the eye can see is shrouded in a murderous intent. Whether it is a walking corpse walking in a ruined city-state, or a hungry beast wandering in the streets, the eyes of every creature are filled with madness killing intent. Meaningless killings and deaths spread in the city-state above this bloody wilderness, like bloody rain falling from the sky, making people irrational.

Asi and Qi Leren stood facing each other, standing in the crimson sky, the bloody wind blowing into the nostrils, making it impossible not to feel the original power permeating the projection of this field.

"How are you going to escape, senior?" Asi asked softly, watching a battle between trapped beasts tenderly and cruelly.

Time passed by, and Qi Leren was helpless against the power that did not belong to him. He jerky used the power that belonged to the prophet, and his thoughts turned into countless eagles hovering in the air, overlooking the land.

For a moment, he felt as if he had become one with the world.

He closed his eyes, and the wings behind him gradually spread. Together with the evening sun behind him, white wild flowers bloomed from the sky, sweeping towards the city-state of the bloody wilderness. Wherever this huge white wave passed, blood turned into Flowers, slain to holy, scarlet to pure white...

Countless walking corpses trapped in the bloody place rushed out of the city and rushed towards him. Looking down from the sky, the world under your feet seems to be two opposing oil paintings. On one side is the madness of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and on the other side is the tranquility of the wilderness at dusk. This is the ultimate beauty and ugliness, good and evil, light and darkness, blood and blood. Peace, blooming under the same sky.

"From this point of view, the world is unusual." A voice sounded in Qi Leren's head.

"Prophet!" Qi Leren, who was tense and anxious, seemed to have found a backbone, and suddenly settled down.

The Prophet let out a chuckle: "There is only one minute left, and in one minute you will go down and fight those monsters hand to hand, are you ready?"

The people of Qi Le looked at the irrational humans and monsters below. Every creature seemed to see madness seeping from the soul. Even if they were still far away from him, it was impossible for them to touch He, but the terrifying will to kill on them makes one's hair stand on end.

"What am I going to do?" Qi Le asked the Prophet for help. He really didn't know what to do, his understanding of power was too common and superficial, so that now, he suddenly found that the competition of power had reached a level that he couldn't understand, and the battle he understood was still one move at a time. A battle between humans, but half-domain or even domain-level power is simply beyond what he can imagine.

It's like two worms in the lake lying on the leaves, fighting endlessly for a small place to stay, looking desperately at the giant ship coming from ahead...

"You have to ask yourself, what is your understanding of the world? What is the power you feel? When you stand in front of a desperate situation, do you want to bow your head, or go forward towards the abyss? Do you have the courage to break free from the shackles of cognition and jump out of the category of a human being?" The prophet said words that were false.

"I don't know, what's going on..." Qi Le people said nervously, at a loss for this dangerous situation.

The Prophet's chuckle came again, with a kind of pleasant joy: "Haven't you already witnessed your strength?"

Qi Le was dumbfounded. In that terrifying ice abyss, he had indeed witnessed a wonderful power that brought it back to reality from the abyss of death, but when he thought about it now, he couldn't recall it anymore. Can't remember, what is that mysterious and mysterious power...

When the Qi Le people and the Prophet were talking to each other far away in time and space, Asi was condensing the power of killing, feeling the crazy killing intent sweeping his body, and the killing seeds parasitic on him were about to swallow him up, he The projection of this field, which was already on the verge of madness, became even crazier.

In his eyes, the holy angel who was far away in the sky, with his eyes downcast, seemed to be in long-term contemplation, so similar to the coquettish and gorgeous red in his memory, but so different.

The pictures of countless memories flashed in his mind, which was both mourning and farewell.

"The time has come." The prophet's voice sounded again, with a hint of melancholy and faint expectation, "Wake up, Qi Le people, you are destined not to be like everyone else... what you want to see is a different world from before , what you have to take on is a responsibility that is too heavy to bear."

"But I..." Qi Leren desperately wanted to keep asking, he had too many questions to ask, what exactly is a semi-realm? How can we break through to the semi-field? How should he get out of the current desperate situation

But there is no time to know the answer.

The clock behind him ticked one second after another, time passed, and finally, the power that did not belong to him left him.

The wings peeled off from his back one by one, the power was crazily pulled from his body, the holy angel at dusk fell in the setting sun, the reflected Garden of Eden was far away from him, and the beautiful phantom fell apart. He is like an angel expelled from heaven, who fell to the hideous hell after being given the cruelest punishment.

Fortunately, the last remaining strength didn't make him fall heavily to the ground, and he was gently placed on the ground—a bloody wasteland.

In front of the eyes is the red sky, the scarlet rain is falling, the ground under the feet is soaked in blood, but the gentle sunset behind has quietly passed away, together with the distant heaven.

What the Qi Le people who had lost their strength could see were the walking corpses running towards him mightily ahead, and the incarnation of the Killing Demon King looked down on him from the sky, watching the imminent massacre indifferently. He knew that he must not be able to fight against the projection of this field—unless he had a field and a half.

The person he admired, finally shed his disguise.

Weak, he stands in the bloody wilderness, against the world.