The already fragmented planet looks even more miserable now. Nearly half of its matter has "evaporated", and the land plates are fragmented like porcelain pieces thrown on the ground, and our fight with Harlan has caused the planet's split speed to be greatly increased. Speed up, now it can hardly see the appearance of the planet, the collapse of the land plate and the distortion of the planet's gravity field make it look like a squashed potato now, the equator part is bulging, and the whole planet is approximately disk-shaped, Fragmented black fragments make up the main body of this saucer-shaped giant. The blood-red light at the core was many times dimmer than before, and now it looked as if a dim red light bulb was buried in the middle of the disk. When the core is completely extinguished, this dark planet should also completely disappear—Sandora and I must subdue Harlan before that, because it is difficult for him to leave now that his glory form has not completely collapsed. Glory completely collapsed, and Harlan lost control instead. Until then, I am very worried about whether the space blockade set up by the regular troops outside will work: this fallen emperor has a strange ability, is quite strong, and his fighting will is as tenacious as a bison. Before Sandora used layers of outside troops to block To try to weaken the opponent's fighting spirit - it's just to scare people...
The glory starship is closely related to the individual apostle, and it can be regarded as another form of existence of the apostle of the spirit, so almost all the apostles of the spirit who can deploy the star warship cannot leave their "glory". In this regard, only Viska is a Exception, because each glory form of Xiling Apostle has its own special ability, and Viska's special ability happens to be "acting alone" (in addition to this, there should be other powers, but I haven't learned about it in detail) , this ability is unique. Remember that Sandora said that she has never seen a second Xiling apostle who can go out to fight by himself while unfolding the glory. This must be something that was born out of the almost paranoid fighting obsession of that little lunatic back then. Harlan obviously doesn't have Viscar's powers, so he has to fight us within the confines of the dark planet before his Ring of Levalette's Return completely collapses.
All around us is the fiery remnant of the explosion: mostly terrestrial remnants of a dark planet, spilling molten metal under the deflected pull of gravity, pulling bright seething rivers across space. Sandora was suspended in mid-air, and behind her, the golden stripe representing the highest level of power of the spirit snatcher expanded to an unprecedented extent. It looked like a golden sky, and Sandora in the center of this sky wall seemed to rule everything. Looking down at the battlefield temporarily suppressed by her like a king, she nodded with satisfaction: "Halan, do you want to continue?"
"Why not?" Harlan came to a place less than 100 meters away from us, and he didn't seem to worry about being attacked by me or Sandora at this distance: for guys of our level, a few hundred meters basically It's the same concept as melee combat, but Harlan didn't worry at all, "I'm still alive."
Sandora stared at the enemy dozens of meters away with icy eyes. The latter's condition was obviously not good, even though he successfully delayed until now with the floating cannon tactic, and relying on combat experience and skills countless times from Sandora He retreated under the attack of me and me, but his body was still scarred. There were several cracks on the solemn and mighty military uniform. Under each crack were horrible scars that almost ran through the body. There was no blood in the body of the Xiling apostle. What surges within is the continuously dissipating dark red energy. These wounds cannot heal smoothly, because he was hit by me once, and now the power of the void is still entrenched in his body, constantly destroying his self-healing function. It would be better if I could fight more accurately at that time, maybe fighting Could have ended sooner.
Looking at such an enemy, Sandora was expressionless: "Then you continue to hold on, you know the nature of the ability of the spirit snatcher, when your mental power falls below the critical value suppressed by me, you are completely helpless." It's overturned."
I noticed that the expression on Harlan's face was very stiff. Every time Sandora said a word, he seemed to use his full strength to fight. The floating cannons that were commanded by him like arms were all frozen in midair as if they were petrified. And as far as I can see, those things are slowly turning the muzzle, even if the speed is only one thread per minute, they are indeed turning under Sandora's control.
It sounds strange that the spirit robber can also control "dead things", but Sandora once explained this phenomenon.
According to ordinary people's understanding, the soul snatcher, as the name suggests, is "the person who captures the enemy's soul". The power of the soul snatcher is only effective for targets with "spirit". In fact, this understanding is correct. Those who can control spiritual objects (here specifically refers to the "spiritual person" in people's concept), but Sandora, as the most powerful person in the mind control department, has already made a breakthrough.
Her definition of "spiritual being" far exceeds that of ordinary psychic assault soldiers. In her words: since the data flow generated by a mass of low-energy matter relying on chemical changes and potential transfers can be called "consciousness", why a piece of Can stones be regarded as "spirited" if they change slowly under the action of natural rules? Sandora uses her wisdom and experience to understand the world, and finally regards the entire universe as a living entity. She can understand the "soul" of everything in the universe, so her mind control power can spread to any object. For spirit reavers, if they can analyze the "soul" of a target, then the target is alive, it doesn't matter if the opposite is a stone or even a concept: as long as they can understand it. Sandora can understand the operation process of the whole world by herself, so this world has a soul for her, and everything in this world, from a speck of dust to a concept, has a soul, so when When she shows her full power, everything in the world will be controlled by her.
Harlan's weapon is of course not a product of this world, but as long as he and Sandora are fighting in a definite material world, he cannot avoid the power of the spirit taker.
But it is not easy for Sandora to control Harlan's weapon, because the opponent's spiritual power is equally strong, even if one specializes in mind control and the other takes the traditional fighting route, the spiritual power of the two Emperor Xiling will not be too outrageous If Sandora wants to control the opponent, she must have an absolute upper hand in mental power, so we have been fighting with Harlan for so long—almost plowing the entire planet. In the process, Harlan The damaged mental power continued to be consumed, and finally, Sandora waited for the time to make a move, and she could use the power of the spirit snatcher to completely suppress Harlan's actions, just like now.
"Want to tear my soul apart?!" Harlan was in a stalemate with Sandora's power. He had to stay awake under the crush of the soul snatcher, and he had to try his best to resist the turning of his weapon. Fighting against the pain caused by several fatal wounds on his body, but he did not back up or fall down. Instead, he stood up straight and walked towards us slowly but firmly, "Sandora? Kelvi? Ulasses, evil Interesting Princess of Warsong, every enemy who dies in your hands has his soul collapsed before his body collapses, and his reputation is indeed well-deserved."
"You are the enemy now," Sandora looked down at Harlan, "You are on the wrong team."
"It's meaningless," Harlan replied with only four words. He had no floating cannons to dispatch, so he suddenly pulled out his saber, which was not a real weapon at first, but it was better than nothing. Rushed in front of Sandora, "You are also an enemy!"
He was easily stopped by me, and he didn't even get close to the ten meters around Sandora. I grabbed his neck and tried to inject my void power into the soul of this tough guy to reverse his abyss state, but was very strongly rejected. Resistance: It seems that purifying an emperor must wait for the other party to be weak enough, and it is still a bit too early.
Harlan glanced at this side in confusion, his expression seemed to be wondering where I came from: I have been fighting with him for a long time!
It seems that Sandora's spiritual power has almost overwhelmed his sanity, and Harlan can no longer think normally.
"Do you think you can still fight?" Sandora asked in a calm voice, almost declarative.
"I'm still alive," Harlan shook his head, suddenly showing a ferocious expression, the wounds all over his body suddenly burst into sparks, and the burst of power broke free from my restraint, and this crazy guy rushed towards Sandor again La, "Do you think a living apostle will surrender?!"
I didn't do anything this time, it's not too late, but Sandora stopped me in the spiritual link. This is Harlan's last charge as the fallen emperor. In theory, it is the curtain call of his fallen apostle career. Sandora hopes that she can knock down this stubborn opponent with her own hands, which can be regarded as her respect for her former colleagues. : I respect this choice.
They had an extremely short confrontation, two opponents who were good at using long-range power to fight against legions, but in the end they chose to end everything with a knight-style duel. The battle was only a split second, and the two fought each other I don't know how many times, and finally, two figures swooped towards the nearest space floating island. Harlan had several scars on his body, and the command knife in his hand was broken in the middle. Sandora's abyss claws touched the former's chest, and then he He was nailed to the ground.
The violent impact caused a small crater to be knocked out of the floating island. Harlan was nailed to the bottom of the crater, his chest was pierced by the abyss claws, and black smoke that seemed to be burning continuously rose from the place where the claws touched his body. As far as the Apostle Xiling was concerned, this was not a fatal injury. He still had the strength to struggle, and he held the sharp black finger stab tightly and tried to pull it out. Sandora maintains a suppressed posture, looking down at the prey under her sharp claws expressionlessly. In the abyss form, Sandora's appearance is somewhat hideous, and her combat method of nailing the enemy to the ground with finger pricks is also different. It's really cruel, no wonder she doesn't like to use her abyss form very much: this is really not a pleasing sight.
"You're almost weak enough." Sandora and Harlan stalemate for a few minutes, then said suddenly.
"I've never heard that Princess Warsong likes to torture her prey," Harlan struggled angrily, "Look at the ghost of you now! You're just like all of us!"
"I will remember your words, and I will settle the score later," Sandora suddenly released the abyss form, "What I mean now is—are you ready to change back to yourself?"
"What..." Harlan was first surprised that Sandora actually lifted all the suppressions on him: including the abyss claws and mind crushing, and then he was surprised that a fist the size of a casserole was rapidly expanding in front of his eyes...
"Hey, my prodigal son turned around and punched me in the face!"
After receiving Sandora's signal, I punched Harlan's chin in a round circle. The moment the fist landed, I clearly realized one thing: the epic curtain call just now is over, and now The plot irrevocably returns to Xiling style. If possible, I really hope that my skills can look better, or I can have a cool name, so that I can at least be worthy of the current atmosphere, but Xiaoxue, who has traveled from the future to this place, is as used to a pair of bastards as I am Fist, I knew that I would not be able to pull off the wind in the foreseeable future. I feel a little sorry for Harlan, his image was not great but at least he was tall two seconds ago, but I still had to punch him... Well, Harlan himself didn't express any objection anyway.
Of course, the main reason why he didn't express his opinion was that he was stunned all of a sudden.
The bruised and fallen emperor looked at me in astonishment. The punch just now was not a real killing move. It probably didn't hurt or itch to him. I don't think he lost anything except his self-esteem, so he is just stunned now. In his eyes, my shape must be very strange: a dark shadow roughly in the shape of a human, and without legs to save materials, just floating in the air like a ghost creature, this "ghost creature" just beat me He punched him, and his "motivation is unknown", if I were Harlan, I would have the heart to call my intimate sister for help at this time...
"It seems that the corrosion is quite deep," Sandora frowned, "Ah Jun, try again."
So I continued to play around with that—of course I know that it is impossible to recover Harlan in a short period of time. Back then, he reversed Vincent? Carlo, I played doubles with Xiaoxuedu father and daughter for a long time. No matter how weak this Harlan is now, his degree of corruption is still there. The prodigal son turned around and punched him in the face...
Presumably many people have a question: Why is the reverse conversion so troublesome? Why is it necessary to give a fat beating to reverse transformation? Well, in fact, I also had this question at the beginning, and called half a dozen Tavels to work overtime to study this issue. Later, I came to the conclusion that ordinary fallen apostles are easy to reverse transformation, as long as they are mounted on the spirit of void creatures In the network, the transformation can be automatically reversed over time, but for the leader-level infected with deep corruption, strong individual strength and more determined will, the prodigal son turns back and punches the face, and the success rate is also the highest (currently 100%). And at least until Xiaoxue was seventeen years old in the future.
The reason seems to be related to the big battle I had with Bingtis: that was the first time the prodigal son turned back and punched me in the face (I shuddered when I said the name), or in other words, the first time I used a full body The power of the void turned (beat) a high-level abyssal creature back, and before that, Viska, who was unconsciously transformed by himself, was not purified by the "standard method", and naturally it was not operable. The strange information perturbation force of the void creature has played a role in this, so if I want to quickly and controllably reverse transform an abyss creature in the future, the only way is to reproduce the fierce battle with Icetis...
It might have been better if the one who fought me back then wasn’t a female hooligan like Bingtis. Today’s punching in the face may have a more fashionable name or a handsome move, but it’s a pity that Bingtis is a female hooligan. Back then she It's a sad story for me to swing the bastard fist against me for several hours.
"Are you awake?" I held Harlan's neck and stared at him intently. The random thinking just now made me feel a little unreasonable, but seeing the crazy destructive desire in the other's eyes, I immediately let go of that bit of guilt. On one side, "It seems that you still have to be sober!"
The villain who has gone astray really needs to be beaten up by the male lead in order to find his way back! I kind of understand why so many TV dramas end up with the villain being knocked on the ground, slapping five or four times, and then spitting blood and frothing with his front teeth in remorse.
Although in the current situation, the hero is a bit frustrated, and the atmosphere is not normal, and more importantly, the guy who was pinned down on the ground is more powerful than me and looks like the protagonist—I feel like I am a villain.
"Harlan, if you still have a little sense of apostle's honor, use the newly emerging power in your body to control your thoughts." Sandora stared into Harlan's eyes. She couldn't help, but she hoped Awakening the normal personality in Harlan's body, the purification ability of the void creature should have taken effect. If Harlan had such a ten-thousandth awakening of his nature, he would be able to suffer much less suffering during the purification process.
Harlan's eyes were full of confusion and anger. He was still controlled by his desire to destroy, and he struggled to open my grip. Even though he only broke free for a moment, the explosive force was still surprising. He let out a low growl of unknown meaning , trying to fight back, I knocked him down again: "You fucking listen to my wife! We are saving you!"
"...Die..." Harlan choked out a word and rushed forward again.
I had no choice but to put him down again: "As long as you don't regain your sobriety for a moment, I will keep beating you, you can figure it out!"
The only response to myself was an inexplicable growl and counterattack again and again. This cycle seemed to continue for a long time: I put my opponent down, he counterattacked full of anger, I knocked my opponent down again, he counterattacked full of anger again, and I fought back again full of anger. Knocking my opponent down, he fought back in a rage and yelled into my fist, "Are you ever going to stop!"
I also became really angry: "Do you know how much I and Sandora will pay for you to wake up?! Do you know that our one round of saturation bombing is enough to blow you and your army clean?! You still ask Am I finished... Hey, why are you talking normally?"
I noticed that the crazily destructive desire in Harlan's eyes had dissipated, and the abyssal reaction in his body didn't know when it calmed down. Harlan yelled at me at the top of his lungs: "I've woken up a long time ago!"
Me: "...then why didn't you say it earlier!"
Harlan was stunned for a moment, as if he was wondering why he still beat me for such a long time even though he was sober, but soon he realized: "You pushed me to the ground and beat me for a long time, I subconsciously responded Can't you do it!?"
When I think about it, it seems to be right... RS