Apocalypse Cemetery

Chapter 270 Campas and Yang Succession's Talk Talk Meeting

Then, he saw Campas turned his head.

The wind in the field was blowing, and the blue seedlings moved with the wind, which also messed up Campas's hair.

That face is about thirty or so years old, the outline is more obvious than that of Yang Yantian, and it is also more resolute.

The bridge of his nose is straight, slightly sunken where it meets his forehead, the corners of his eyes are black, and his lips are thick.

The hair is naturally curly, and the skin is also slightly wrinkled due to the perennial wind and sand.

It is not as dignified as imagined in the past, but very familiar and ordinary.

That's right, this is the image of a middle-aged Yang succession.

If he hadn't got a go-getter, Yang Yandi would have become like this in another ten years.

"Are you satisfied with this?"

"I…………"

Yang Yantai opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound. He didn't know how to describe the feeling in his heart.

Originally, he thought he would yell and curse, but when all this really happened, he couldn't say anything.

Campas said: "Yang Succession, tell me, if you are really my clone, would you be ashamed of facing your real body? Do you feel embarrassed by my name and deeds? I am Campas, If human history is compared to the long night, then I am the brilliant stars and the moon. As my clone, people like me, shouldn't you be proud?"

Yang Yandi felt his body trembling.

Of course, Campas is right.

Doctors once told him that he was actually only ten years old.It is a clone created ten years ago!
And Campas has lived for tens of thousands of years. In this long life, he has left countless legends, even today when human civilization changes.

The documents excavated from the ruins are full of descriptions about him.

All poetry praises his greatness, all articles praise his immortality, his nobility.

Don't talk about Yang Succession, even the First Emperor Yingzheng is a life-and-death mayfly in front of him.

Being a replica of Campas should be something to be proud of.

But for some reason, Yang Yanbei still felt a little sad.

Finally, Campas turned around, and he put the long sword with the full moon carved in front of Yang Yancheng.

Campas said: "Inherit my ambition! Yang Yandi, you are my appointed savior, now, take it up."

Yang Yanti stared at the sword and said, "What is this?"

"Aren't you very clear?"

"Holy Sword Full Moon?"

Campas spoke loudly, and the voice was like thunder from the sky.

"This is your destiny!"

"This is not my fate..."

Campas said angrily: "Do you want my arrangement for so long to go to waste? If you don't pick it up, why go to fight Heather? Just rely on the succubus that is still moaning under you now? The half-dead one on your left hand?"

Yang Yanti stopped looking at the gorgeous long sword, and said loudly: "This is yours, not mine..."

Campas picked up the long sword and slammed it on Yang Yantian's face with the sword and sheath.

Yang Yandi was pulled to the ground like a gourd, rolled away, and then heard Campas' voice again.

"Stand up! Let me see how you defy your destiny."

It was clearly an illusion, but the severe pain and wounds seemed real.

Yang Yanti spit out a mouthful, then stood up again, and a black long knife appeared in his hand.

"This knife was given to me by Merlin. He told me to return the history of mankind to mankind."

"Kampas, whether it's you or Heather, you are all remnants of history! Things like ancient gods shouldn't exist in this world long ago!"

Campas let out a mocking laugh, and finally, he held his hand on the hilt of the sword, and slowly pulled out the holy sword Full Moon.

The sky darkened, and every time the sword was pulled out, the sky was getting closer to the night.

As the long sword was fully unsheathed, a full moon occupying half of the sky appeared behind Campas, attacking Yang Succession with overwhelming coercion.

Campas pointed the long sword flowing with moonlight at Yang Succession, and then walked over quickly, his leg armor stepped on the ground and made a heavy sound, like thunder in summer.

Yang Yandi also pulled out the knife, threw the scabbard aside, pointed the tip of the knife at Campas, and shouted: "Look! This is my knife, the sword of Yang Yandi, the third emperor of Sigma. , this is my [destiny]!"

At this time, countless runes appeared on the [Destiny] long knife, and the black light spread like a tide, as if to compete with the moonlight that filled the sky.

[Fate]'s appearance also began to change drastically, the blade split into two and began to spread out to both sides.The blade became wider, and a red blood groove appeared in the middle.

"The Winter War sequence starts!"

"Confirm that the person holding the knife is the third emperor—Yang Succession."

"Detecting that the emperor has suffered a mental attack."

"Enter counterattack mode."

"The ultra-dimensional computer began to calculate the attack route, and the blade automatically adjusted to the antimatter form."

"It is expected that after 0.0046 seconds, Campas will attack from the left."

"Defense generated, ready for first contact."

The blade was attacking Yang Yantai with the moonlight all over the sky. At this time, a large shield made of black light appeared on the left side of Yang Yantai.

boom…………

The earth shook and the mountains shook, the shield of black light was smashed instantly, and Yang Yantai was blown away like a baseball.

"The target attack exceeds the maximum tolerance range, and the defense is broken."

"Start entering high-speed dodge mode!"

The scattered black light formed a pair of light wings behind Yang Succession, flashing in the sky continuously.

Campas followed closely, and appeared in front of Yang Succession again, holding up the holy sword with both hands and slashing down.

That sword seemed to split the sky and the earth apart, shattering six large black light shields in a row, and then stopped in front of Yang Yandai, whose face was covered in blood, the blade was only one millimeter away from his nose.

Then, Campas took back the long sword and said, "Did you see it? This is the power of the full moon?"

Yang Yanti said: "I see! This is my determination to fight against fate."

Campas lowered his head, only to realize that at some point, the blade of fate had penetrated his heart.

(End of this chapter)