The bone of sin domain is king

Chapter 169 No.40 Act Nine. The Struggle of the Soul

Nierva's soul is suffering unprecedented torture at this moment.

He did not expect that the consciousness of the people of Chaos did not dissipate in the battle many years ago, but remained a little on the Iron Throne, and when Istar's control core came into contact, they would occupy the opponent's body.

And this unlucky guy is none other than Nierva.

He lost his initiative for a while, and his consciousness was imprisoned in the endless void. After an unknown amount of time, Nerva finally found a chance to break through, seized this flaw, and finally saw the light of day again.

Fortunately, Atros did not descend in person. What remains here is only that bit of obsession, so Nirva was able to use Rosen and others to break through the gap between the undead knights and break free from the cage.

But the collision of the two consciousnesses is still not over, he is competing with the ancient chaos for his body.

"Surrender to me, you will get infinite power!!!"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Atros whispered in a seductive voice.

"Money, power, women, strength, everything you want, Chaos can give you, I can even make you the king of this world! For all these, you only need to dedicate a little bit of your insignificant body, You can get it!"

Many pictures appeared in front of Nierva's eyes.

Wearing a gorgeous robe and a golden crown on his head, he rode on the avenue in a cart drawn by horses, surrounded by cheering ordinary people, and even those extremely powerful beings surrendered to his feet and kissed his boots .

He was lying on his side on a soft bed, surrounded by enchanting and beautiful female slaves, mellow wine and luxurious food were within reach, surrounded by smoke, the golden palace belonged to him.

He was sitting on the Iron Throne, and kneeling in front of him was his great enemy for many years. When he gave an order, the guillotine fell, and the heads piled up one after another, becoming the most solid cornerstone of his kingdom.

These were the things he dreamed of, Atros whispered in Nirva's ear, as if they would be within his reach if he surrendered control of his body.

But Nirva was silent for a moment, then raised his head.

"Do you think I do not know your name, Atreus the Deceiver."

Nierva's tone was steady, without any wavering.

"Even if I don't hand over my body to you, these things will still be in my pocket. If you want to deceive me with this, you, the so-called people of chaos, are too naive!"

He spoke with an arrogant tone, as if he didn't even care about the gods.

"you actually"

Before Atros finished speaking, Nerva waved his hand, and the sea of ​​consciousness was covered with yellow sand, drowning the people of Chaos.

At this time, Nierva opened his eyes.

The undead knight was on the verge of death. Rosen had just used a strange ultimate move and was recovering. Tia continued to use magic and seemed to be adjusting. Davos was already weak and could be ignored.

And Nierva, now his body is full of power, he feels the power of chaos is filling his body, with every move, he can even see the order and law are being shattered with his every move.

Such is the power of the people of Chaos.

This is the power of law.

In a short period of time, he suppressed Atros' will and gained almost all of the opponent's power. After the undead knight fought with Rosen and others, Nirva was undoubtedly the strongest among all the people present. .

"As I said, I will be crowned king."

Nerva looked at Tia, this girl had been noticed by Atros before, so now she has become Nerva's top priority to exclude.

"And you will be buried in yellow sand."

Pushing forward with both hands, the billowing tide swept in, like a flood, directly obscuring almost all of Rosen's vision.

Rosen was still under the side effects of using sword moves beyond the level, his movements became a little sluggish, and he was wrapped in hot gravel in the blink of an eye.

"Die!"

Nerva raised his left hand, and the gravel also formed a huge palm, which moved with Nerva's movements and fell heavily towards Rosen.

But the attack was unsuccessful.

When the Sand Hand was about to touch Rosen, it suddenly lost all its power, collapsed immediately, and turned into ordinary gravel.

As for the tide of yellow sand, it also fell apart in an instant and scattered all over the place.

"Who?"

Nierva felt that the gravel who was usually at his disposal had lost contact with him at the same time, which was almost impossible.

He gathered his consciousness and tried to move the gravel, but he couldn't make them move again.

Nerva looked at Tia in a panic. Among all the people present, she was the only one who could do such a thing, but Tia also had a puzzled look on her face, as if she was not behind the scenes.

"Thank you."

At this time, a voice came from behind everyone.

The voice was calm and clear, with a hint of ease.

"It blocked the consciousness attack of the people of chaos for me. I was still having a headache on how to break this trap. Nerva, you really exceeded my expectations."

Looking back, he turned out to be a person who was beyond everyone's expectations.

It's Paul.

At this time, he was still wearing the tattered robe and messy hair, but his eyes were no longer as decadent as they were originally, but instead glowed with excitement. He was looking at Nerva with a playful expression on his face.

In Paul's previous battles, almost no one cared about this guy in the rear, but at this moment, everyone's attention was focused on him.

"That laboratory, is that you?"

Rosen immediately thought of the laboratory in the labyrinth that studies the creation of chaos. Judging from Paul's current words and deeds, it is likely to be him.

"Have you discovered my little secret? That's really powerful, but unfortunately, I no longer study that inefficient method."

Paul showed a kind smile, but it was even more chilling.

"Now I can draw strength directly from the remains of the People of Chaos, thanks to this Mr. Nirva who drove away the consciousness of the People of Chaos."

He looked at Nerva, who had an unbelievable expression on his face, as if all the calculations had been seen through, and even used severely.

"Wait a minute."

Tia spoke at this time, she didn't show any panic, she still looked calm.

"Although there are many doubts, first of all, I want to confirm one thing. You are not Paul Piedmont, right?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the smile on Paul's face solidified.

"Or should I call you Zola Makar?"

Tia said, telling the shocking truth.

(End of this chapter)