Chapter 1078 (1/2)
North of the duanjie mountain, the far north wasteland, the ruins of the Dragon King City... Tiankeng.
Wearing a cloak and a hood, the rickety figure walked alone in the snow field. The slender walking stick supported his staggering pace, and the corners of his mouth spewing white fog hung a smile.
The hood shook gently, and the staggering pace left a string of footprints in the snow.
”I'm... Really confused...”
A low, faint voice with a little groan echoed in the snowstorm; Clearly so weak voice, in the roaring wind, but it seems very clear.
”You know I'm back... You know...”
”Then why... You treacherous deserters... Cowards... Traitors... Shameless sewer rats...”
”One day I can be brave... Become a variable on my chessboard... Discordant notes... Disturbing noise...”
In the open ice and snow land, four ”black fog” surround the staggering figure - somehow, they are always blocked by an invisible ”air wall”.
Just ten steps, but it's like a natural moat.
”Come on... Don't be too formal... Tell me...”
The staggering figure stopped and slowly raised the slender palm.
”What gives you great courage... To be able to show it openly rather than grovel...”
The clutching stick fell suddenly.
”In front of me?!”
Boom——————————
The moment the walking stick landed, the invisible ripples swept across the ice and snow land - the storm stopped in an instant, and the flying snowflakes stagnated like time.
”Pa!”
The four ”black fogs” around are like fragile glass, which break up at the moment when the waves pass by, revealing four figures with different looks.
Diabo, the ”last shadow” kneeling on one knee, gasped in pain, and his painful eyes stared at the figure in a cloak with some resentment.
Or... Careless?
Panting in pain, the ”shadow” clenched his teeth and made a ”cluck” sound... It was an instinctive reaction from his life when he felt fear.
If there is no actual body in the void, there will be no physical stress response of ”fear”; So... This can only be a tremor in the consciousness of the lower being in the face of the higher void being.
Just a face-to-face, not even how, just divergent, destroy his own vanity power with vanity reaction... No, even he shouldn't have such power!
”Let me guess...” under the hood, there was a slightly ironic arrogant tone again.
”You noticed my return... You know... The evil gods who just broke the boundary... Fell are very weak... So you came to the door... Trying to erase my existence while I was still weak...”
”Unfortunately... You are so wrong...”
The bent figure stirred slightly, as if laughing; The right hand holding the stick slowly raised - as if it was not just an ordinary slender stick, but a symbol of supreme authority:
”I say... You are equal to my royal front. You must be obedient to show your inferiority!”
Boom!!!!
The huge impact came from behind, and the snow around the four figures burst one after another; His legs were bound by chains and couldn't move.
This?!
The shocked ”terminator” stared wide, and the instant pain seemed as if a soldering iron was directly pressed on his head. The original clear consciousness was a little blurred - although only a little, it was indeed lost.
As a collection of evil gods... Consciousness and existence, as the root force of the emotional maintenance of the creatures of the world, I would be confused about my own existence value
How is this possible?!
”Hi!!!!!”
With a roar, the burly ”tyrant” gawaite broke free from the shackles and jumped up to the bent figure.
His strong arms were held high, and the phantom of the big sword and the Tomahawk appeared in his hands at the same time, aiming at the figure and chopping hard.
The face under the hood changed slightly and instinctively retreated.
”Boom --!!”
The splashing snow is like rolling waves, surging and surging, and two figures, one big and one small, are exposed at the moment of falling.
The phantom of the sword and axe was stopped by the slender walking stick - no matter how powerful the ”tyrant” was, he could not continue to take the first half step.
”Hey, ah...” the ”tyrant” with fire in his eyes was still roaring and roaring. His swollen body exposed every muscle and blood vessel clearly. The battle axe and sword built by the phantom even made sparks on the walking stick.
One of the sparks splashed gently from the hood of the bent figure and tore some holes slightly; The eyes hidden under them slowly raised, and the cold killing intention turned into a solid figure in front of them like a sea wave.
”Poof --!”
With a muffled sound, a blood hole was opened in the center of the tyrant's chest, and the heart, flesh and ribs were instantly crushed.
But the burly figure did not step back.
”My existence... Condenses from the soldiers who died in the bloody battle... The last will...” trembling, raised his head, and the endless sense of war was burning in gowaite's pupils:
”If you want to kill me... Just come... Even if the world collapses, even if you are killed millions of times, even if your power is really invincible...”
”My endless anger will never bow to any existence!”
”Dang --!”
The fallen axe and sword smashed the walking stick and fell to the ground.
Boom!!!!
With a loud noise, the ice and snow land collapsed one after another and fell into the Tiankeng of the bottomless abyss; As far as I can see, the area where only five figures are still standing - like a towering lonely tower.
Staggering back a few steps, the figure stopped at the edge of the ”lonely tower” and half stepped on the falling gap.
”I said... Those who wield the sword... Will be hurt by the sharp blade...”
The low voice sounded like a whisper around the four figures at the same time, as if it was the will of God.
”Poof! Poof poof poof poof...”
Slashing, stabbing, pounding, smashing, tearing... Countless kinds of injuries burst on the burly body of the ”tyrant” at the same time, like being pierced by thousands of arrows in all directions. The body kept shaking violently and plasma splashed.