Little Tyrant Doesn’t Want to Meet with a Bad End - Chapter 433

Roya Acate was defeated.

On the plain, both sides of the battle looked at everything in the distance and came to this conclusion almost at the same time.

Just a minute ago, the black-haired boy was still chasing Brian who was knocked into the air by the giant, intending to release the final blow, but only a few seconds later, everything had already taken a turn for the worse.

During the battle, a gray figure suddenly appeared beside Brian who fell on the ground, which naturally attracted everyone’s attention and vigilance. The same was true for Roja. However, what people did not expect was that the gray figure released One blow completely penetrated the boy's defense, and Roja was defeated.

Looking at the gray figure that disappeared after a blow and the standing up Brian, everyone understood that this was a conspiracy. The target of Brian and others was a black-haired boy from the beginning, and it turns out that they succeeded.

Opposite the blond man who stood up, the young man hit by the gray-black light beam fell into silence. The red curse power of the huge bones wrapped around his body had disappeared, and the air that seemed to freeze the natural enemy began to disperse. , The boy's body was completely covered by gray mist and began to blur gradually.

Everything happened so suddenly that even the pagans did not have time to react. Cynthia holding the shield stiffened, Rodney wielding the long sword also stopped, and the gray-haired Wood looked into the distance as if he was still Can't believe everything I see.

On the opposite side of them, the cultists showed a presumptuous smile on their faces, not only because Roja's defeat would shake the morale of the enemy, but also because in this way, one's own side is sure to win.

Brian's powerful **** power is difficult for the pagan legions and referees to contend. As long as Roja dies, there will be no suspense in this battle.

This kind of thought arose in the hearts of the cultists, and it also spread in the hearts of the infidels and judges. The faces of the soldiers showed despair. They may not be afraid of death in battle, but they could not accept defeat. , But staring at Roja in the distance, Earl Hanks didn't think that everything was over.

In the eyes of the red-haired man, Roja was indeed on the line of life and death. His power was sealed by the strange gray man, and his body was gradually wiped out over time. However, even such a young man was not without a chance.

To break through promotion and find the core of his own beliefs is Roja's hope, and this is the closest moment between life and death, and it is also the best opportunity.

Recalling the boy who had come to this place with him all the way, Hanks’ eyes gradually calmed down. He had seen too much of the proud son of the young generation, but only Roja, he felt that he would not die here. This It is his confidence in his own vision.

In the deathly silence, the blond man walked forward over Roja. It seemed that the black-haired boy was no longer threatening, and on the other side, Hanks walked out of the crowd with his body wrapped in light.

Before he gets promoted, he must buy time.

The red-haired man with boiling curse power thought so, ready to sacrifice his life to create a chance, but the next moment, a little curse power fluctuation suddenly spread, changing everything.

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In the dark space, the moment Roja held the human hand, in reality, a slight fluctuation of curse power suddenly came from the collapsed white bones, like ripples, which made the forward Brian gradually stop. Stopped in the footsteps, and at the tasting headquarters in the distance, the vaguely-faced man also turned his head in surprise and looked at the light that appeared behind him.

"Crack."

The small voice echoed in the silent room, causing the man in the darkness to stare. At the end of the room, the medium that had been turned into stone suddenly had a crack, and a little light penetrated the small crack. It radiates out, producing countless cracks and dense crisp noises.

At this moment, [the collector] suddenly felt a sharp pain in his arm, everything around him dimmed instantly, and a beating candlelight appeared beside him. Under the light of the candle, the black-haired boy did not know when he had grasped his wrist, cold. The curse power extended along her body, mixed with murderous indifference in her eyes.

"!"

In an instant, the man suddenly withdrew his arm, and the freezing cold air covered his half body, and in that dark space, the young man also regained his own blood and glory.

The violent curse power oscillated like a roaring dragon, and the source material that broke through the fetters released under the shattered rubble gave off a magnificent light. The man's consciousness returned to the world with the light and air flow, and his eyes looked at the frozen arm, feeling unhappy and angry. Yu Se's face also appeared astonished for the first time.

Being able to grasp his body in that world represents only one thing, and that is that the young awakened person has found his essence, the root of his faith, and no one in the temple can extinguish his candle. The blood of the king will also be completely activated.

After hundreds of years, the ancient blood will once again walk on the earth, and the ancient glory will be picked up again, no matter whether it is a monster or a god, it will no longer be able to stop it.

The man in the room stared at the shining light above the medium silently, and in the distant plain, in the blue pupils of Brian, incomprehensible things were also emerging.

Among the shattered white bones, the gray smoke was converging like time flows backwards, the young boy's fuzzy body became clear again, and the majestic power from nowhere began to gather, and the curse power of the sky illuminates the sky with light, Turned into a series of changing images and the coercion that seems to come from the root of the soul.

The king standing with the sword, the ferocious behemoth, the holy angel and the dragon with wings, ancient creatures flashed one by one, the gods and demons also turned into a cloud of smoke, and the ever-increasing coercion finally boiled down to a luminous figure. The moment he appeared, the wicked villain shivered like a child who made mistakes, and the devout believers called his name.

Shia.

At the moment when he saw the scene in the sky, the blond man was shocked physically and mentally, and the gray mist was scattered in all directions like fear. Hanks hurriedly lowered his head as he looked at the scene, his eyes filled with shock.

There is no doubt that level promotion, even the promotion of source level 3 cannot produce such a vision, so there is only one possible reason, which is the memory of blood.

The ancient blood is revived and the ancient glory is shown, and the frozen body has been burning as hot as ever. The black-haired boy looks up at the sky, and the shining figure stretches out a warm palm to touch the top of his head, [Crown] Elemental tremor , He seemed to see the goddess in the light smile at him warmly.

【Ding】

[You get the blessing of Shia]

[The bloodline is reopened]

【Opening rate: 100%】

【Ding】

[You have acquired a new skill]

[Life to death]

[In the sanctuary, the perseverance of faith bathes in darkness and blooms, and no one can influence the long-burning candlelight. The flow of destiny is changed because of you. Death is no longer the end, but the new life.]

[Effect: gain immediate death resistance, curse power content, bloodline effect, etc. increase with the severity of the injury]

A series of system prompts sounded in Roya's ears. At the same moment, a fascinating feeling breeds in the heart of the young man. It is a kind of softness and tranquility from the depths of the soul. Roya, bathed in light, closed his eyes and body. The blood inside seemed to have been washed away and became clear, and there seemed to be more cores that condensed everything above the source quality.

After a while, the vision in the sky slowly receded, the light contracted and re-entered the boy's body, the strong pressure disappeared, and the black-haired boy opened his eyes again, and the golden pupils turned to collide with Brian. The man's face was no longer indifferent, but more solemn than ever.

Within a few minutes, Roja’s breath had completely changed. The majestic curse power showed that he had crossed the source-level 3 sky moat. There was no fear of death in the burning golden pupil, reversing time and space. The condensed body made Brian even more jealous, but the blond man also knew that he still had a chance now.

At this time, Roja's body is still in a fuzzy state and has not completely recovered. Even if he has been promoted to Source Level 3 and regained his power, the fact that the boy was hit will not change, and the gray mist is still eroding. His body, even if this factor were to be discarded, the state of the teenager should be the lowest point ever.

Want to defeat him, only now!

"How did you come back? Your body should have disappeared long ago, and that person shouldn't have missed it."

The murderous look in Brian's eyes once again filled him, he asked faintly a question, the gray mist all over his body gathered frantically, while on the other side, the black-haired boy had his eyes calm, as if he had just finished a long journey.

"Your plan is indeed perfect. The lone army who cannot get help goes deep into the land. My state has also been exhausted in the previous battle with Noelle. The person hiding in the dark can even touch my blood and origin. , Sealed my source of strength, but as you said, the trajectory of destiny may not follow the direction we expected. This is true for me, and so are you."

"Have you mentioned the prophecy, Brian, you observe the prophecy. This carefully designed killing may indeed be destiny, but unfortunately, I am not a person who obeys fate. It is better to say that it is exactly what I have been fighting for. When the oppression comes, when this seemingly irresistible fate comes, the belief that is my core shines more."

"It was you who showed me the way and completely liberated my blood. Darkness and evil may be able to cover my candlelight for a while, but countless people have already lit the light for me. Under their guidance, Even if I am lost, I will eventually arrive."

The black-haired boy said so, an ancestor and a sage who gave him guidance appeared in front of him. His body was hazy and his soul seemed to be overflowing. However, Luo Ya's body became stronger and stronger, and the three historical fragments were like Nourishment, bit by bit, merged into his blood, and once again became his strength.

Looking at Roja like this, Brian's complexion was ashen, [Collector]'s medium has now failed, and the gray figure cannot come again. The original plan has failed, but the outcome is still uncertain.

"He failed, then let me see you off."

In the indifferent and solemn voice, unprecedented violent fluctuations in curse power began to appear on the plain. Brian's body seemed to burn at this moment, and a rolling gray mist spread out to cover the sky, and there was no curse to supply reinforcements. With all his strength, the blond man finally showed his true strength, and this powerful strength also changed the color of everyone present.

With Brian’s full burst, the strong wind turned into a billowing wave with an ominous curse. Cynthia in the distance had to lift a heavy shield. Rodney, Wood and others, who had been blessed by the gods, also hurriedly backed away, entangled in the saints. The light red-haired man frowned, everyone felt the pressure and shock of horror, and countless figures in the gray mist also completely appeared.

"Those are!"

"Humans are souls!"

Looking at the remnant soul floating in the gray mist covering the sky and the ground, the crowd exclaimed in fear, but Brian didn't care.

[Paradise], this is the name of the ancient Cthulhu consciousness attached to his body, and it is also the secret of his immortality. All those killed by Brian will turn into his power, and after two hundred years of accumulation, the man has already Integrating with the consciousness of the evil **** on his body, the source level is no longer the basis for judging his strength.

The howl of the ghost surrounded his ears, and the infinite power gathered at the sword's edge. Brian, who had exploded with all his strength, had reached the strongest moment, and opposite him, the black-haired boy finally took action.

His hand stretched out slowly to the huge broken bones.

At this moment, the harsh screams did not reach Roja's ears, nor did he see the rolling gray mist. The black-haired boy was on the edge of hell, and his fuzzy figure seemed to disappear at the touch of a touch. He knew that this moment was his strongest moment, and his partner would definitely return to him again.

When the fuzzy palm touched the white bones, everything around suddenly changed. The dark sky turned into the setting sun, the gray fog and remnant soul disappeared, and the body of Gurandal on the **** plain trembled gently, as if he was awake The light gradually lit up, and the ancient king and the young man looked at each other, one side of the body was dyed with the golden light of an angel.

"It seems that our time is running out."

Staring at the tall bones, the black-haired boy said this as if sighing, then a smile appeared on his face, looking at the unspoken partner and asking questions.

"Is it okay?"

Concerned words came out, and the huge skeleton replied with a short answer in a dull voice.

"It's okay."

"That's it."

The black-haired boy nodded and said nothing more. It was silent trust and a promise to go to the battlefield together.

In the next moment, everything around him recovered as before, and the pale bones began to burst out with dazzling red lights under the fuzzy palms.

It was a burning red curse fire, which contained unprecedented power and murderous aura. At the moment it appeared, the gods banished, the remnant souls floating between the world and the earth screamed away, and the consciousness of the evil **** shrank and vigilant. , The dim and huge figure in the dense fog oppresses everyone's spirits, and the light of the binoculars seems to be able to penetrate the sky and the earth.

This is the first time Roja has summoned Gurandal after he was promoted to Source Level 3. Under the strong curse power, the ancient king returned to the peak when he fought with Roja in the past. However, it was just such a young man who was not satisfied with his body. Scars and pain flowed into the blood under the transformation of skills, and under the shining [Crown], the intense curse power continued to surge with the belief in victory.

The belief in not bowing to fate came to fruition. The skill [Life to Death] exploded with infinite power at this moment. At the same time, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the crimson thunder began to gather on the heads of sentient beings, and the roar seemed to contain thousands. The silhouette of screamed for injustice, and the falling thunder light turned into light and began to spread, enveloping all the soldiers fighting for justice.

Under the thunder, the soldiers whose bodies glowed red no longer panic, and their fear gradually dissipated. The curse power that had been consumed increased exponentially, and speechless anger grew in their hearts and turned into swords that slashed at the enemy. On the plain far away, the giant entwining Thunder has also clenched his fists.

"Impossible! How can you have this skill!"

At the moment when he saw the red thunder that crossed the sky, Brian's face changed drastically. He looked at Luo Ya and seemed to see the familiar figure in the deepest part of his memory in a trance.

[Chilei's roar], it is a group skill unique to Feld Eric's allegiance. It is a miracle that he witnessed in the final battle with his followers when he still had blood in his heart. The name that flashed past in history was just like that, and this powerful skill also disappeared with his death.

After a lapse of more than a hundred years, the same skills appeared in front of him again. This unprecedented scene shakes the man's spirit, and at the end of the thunder, the black-haired boy's eyes also sighed.

"you!"

An excited roar came from the man’s mouth. After the words of unknown meaning, Brian held up the long sword, and the gray mist and remnant soul shrank quickly and gathered on it. The ghostly-filled plain suddenly disappeared and condensed on it. The extremely gray mist turned into a dark sword light that penetrated the sky, and the next moment, accompanied by the knight's roar, it suddenly smashed down at the young man in front.

The world is in one line, the black sword light carries the mighty power of the gods like an irresistible calamity, and under that sword light, the huge bones infested half of the body and the fuzzy black-haired boy also issued the only and last one strike.

The boiling blood screamed with thunder and anger, the light of [Crown] pressed through the blood and rushed into the sky. The golden fragments floated in the hands of the young man, and bit by bit merged into the body of the huge skeleton. The king was crowned again, the blood-colored plain spread from where he was, the soldiers' hymns were sung in the sky, and the rust of the old glory faded, and then shined again.

The roar of roar overwhelmed the thunder. The moment Gurandal threw his fist, the red sunset rose from behind him, just like the sound and shape of the attack, the falling sun collided with the dark sword light, crushing it. The voice continued, and the hoarse wailing and burning of the soul made a loud noise.

The power of the entangled gods is like two worlds colliding with each other. After a brief stalemate, the gray sword light gradually recedes, and finally the red light becomes the light that illuminates everyone.

"boom--!"

After the light shined for a long time, shocks and roars covered the Tucker Plain, and everything came to an end amidst the changes in the world.