Chapter 1190 (1/2)

”Poop!”

In serliol's crazy laughter, Eckhardt with blood filled eyes fell to his knees, and a trembling arm supported his body so that he didn't fall down and was dying.

”Madman, how do you feel?”

”You're going to teach me the 'common sense' of the world... Now you can't even lift your head, how do you teach me?”

The sneering serlior's face was ferocious and his eyes were a little happy - if the oath Knight stood here, he would be very familiar, because that was the expression that fascists often showed involuntarily.

”Relying on the power of the Holy Cross and the Holy Grail, relying on the worthless little intelligence, trying to master the power that doesn't belong to you will pay a price after all.”

”Fear, despair... Is the price you have to pay.”

”I'll make you feel scared and make you pay the price, but before that... I'll let you admit your failure.”

”I want you to tell me yourself that you... Eckhart desallion, the 12th emperor of the Empire, lost to the hand of black cross serliol...”

”Your many plans, efforts, efforts, sacrifices... Meaningless!”

”Your existence, resistance... Meaningless!”

”Admit all this personally, and I will give you the destruction of despair, otherwise... In the endless reincarnation, I will personally feel this irresistible fear again and again!”

Squinting his ferocious eyes, serliol's indisputable tone was undisguised pride.

He has won. Eckhardt, whose consciousness has been seriously damaged, is not even as good as the oath knight. He has no spare power to resist.

The winner is naturally entitled to blackmail everything he wants.

With his head down, Eckhardt's face was bloodless and his vision gradually dimmed - he did not say resistance when his consciousness was seriously damaged. Even he did his best to maintain his own existence. Even if he wanted to grovel for forgiveness, it was impossible.

Like a dead heart, Eckhardt kept silent and waited for death.

The sneering serliol slowly raised his hands, and the black fog gushed out from under the worn robe, like a moth falling into a cobweb, wrapped Eckhart bit by bit.

The silent Eckhardt did not move and did not struggle.

”Pooh! Pooh! Pooh! Pooh! Pooh!”

Like the oath knight, the wandering black fog tore and bit the broken body like a poisonous snake, bit by bit pierced Eckhardt's body, but always avoided hurting his consciousness.

Serlior wanted not only destruction, but also to enjoy the process - it didn't matter to the black cross itself, but it was even more delicious than wine and food for the former fascists.

Even if it has been completely exiled and swallowed up, it does not mean that the consciousness of fascism has been completely destroyed; On the contrary, to some extent, serlior even needs to rely on the consciousness and existence of fascism to erode and control the world faster.

”Huh?!”

At the moment when he was about to give Eckhart a fatal blow, serliol realized that it was wrong.

He wanted to use the lightning condensed by the force of the void in the vortex to completely break Eckhardt's empty shell, but this time... The speed of converting the force of the void into lightning was more than twice as fast as before, that is to say

”The powerful void force can crush the weak. In other words, as long as you crush more void force than the manipulated force, you can seize the other party's power... Black cross serlio, thank you for teaching me this common sense.” Eckhart's calm voice sounded:

”My thank you... Please accept it without reservation.”

”Boom, boom, boom, boom!”

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”Yi ah ah...”

The dull thunder echoed the screams of Isaac hysteria.

Without waiting for the tentacles of the evil god's body to fall, the gasping Lucian grabbed Isaac's collar and carried it behind him. While jumping in place, a gray blue light was emitted from the short blade of his right hand.

”May the void... Be with you!”

Roaring, the attacking tentacles had been split in two in the scream of Isaac.

”Boom --!!!”

The body of the evil god whose tentacles were cut off pounded the rock wall angrily, and burst out countless small tentacles from the fat body full of pus, attacking them like an arrow rain.

The desperate momentum is completely different from the evil spirit body that always only knows to devour living creatures, as if it is just to stop or kill them here.

The huge body also completely blocked the exit to move forward, and the retreat behind him had been blocked by Lucian himself, with little room to move.

If there is no way back, cut off the way back; There is no way out, then kill a way out!

Carrying the scream of Isaac, the determined Lucian began to ignore others and charged straight forward; Even if you are torn open by your tentacles in the rain, you don't care. Anyway, the evil god mark will help you recover.

He knew that the ultimate goal of this thing was to destroy his consciousness and completely occupy his body while eroding; Therefore, no matter how many injuries he suffered, the evil god mark like a parasite will help him recover at any cost.

The disadvantage of insisting on saying is that since he had the mark of the evil god, his stature was not long, which made Lucian particularly regretful.

Bang! Bang -! Bang -! Bang -!

In a twinkling of an eye, Lucian, with Isaac on his back, kept breaking through and approached the body of the evil god at a speed visible to the naked eye; The tentacles all over the sky are no longer crazy, but regardless of whether they are far or near, they attack and intercept them straightly.

Between the notes of rupture and blood and pus gushing, there are even more tentacles that collide with each other and die together than those cut off by Lucian.

The flashing secret silver short blade and the Dragon Knight's gun cross dance like a running light, breaking all the tentacles blocking their only way into pieces.

But if you look closely, you can find that the damage caused by the two weapons is completely different.

The empty force emitted by the gray blue sword can directly blow off the tentacle; Although the Dragon Knight's gun is not so tyrannical, once the tentacle is touched by the blade, it will be wiped away like being swallowed.

If any Wizard of the Dragon kingdom can stand here, he will proudly tell Lucian that this is the epitome of their research results on the nine pointed star Holy Grail.

The Dragon Knights of the ancient dragon kingdom were warriors hunting dragons with giant swords and spears in the days when the kingdom was just prosperous and developed; But when the Kingdom gradually went to the era of destruction, they fought side by side with the former enemies against the invasion of evil gods.

The best way to resist the force of emptiness is, of course, the force of emptiness; But there are also those who find inspiration from the Holy Grail and forge a sharp blade that can use the laws of the material world to completely erase the power of emptiness.

The Dragon Knight's gun brought back from the ruins of the Dragon King City is one of them; But to ruthen, he just thought the blade of the gun was sharp enough.

Weapons don't need to be too fancy, easy to use... It's enough!

Blow it to pieces, tear it into flesh and blood, cut it off, erase it all... There's no difference!

Dragging a residual shadow in the tentacles all over the sky, Lucian has approached the body of the evil god.

”Isaac!”

”Don't call me!” Isaac, who couldn't cry, only cried at his throat: ”I don't do anything, I don't do anything!”

”Then hold on!”

”No, I want to...”

In the long scream, the boy with Isaac's gray pupil on his back rushed straight to the roaring evil god's body.

Countless tentacles have come from all directions, surrounding them in the center.

There is no escape.