Mecha Star Wars.

Chapter 1050: Saving Others and Saving Yourself

Irene kept singing.

Although she was a demigod, she had never received any guidance and could only sing by instinct. Moreover, she was young and had been strangled by the Emperor of Heaven before, which almost killed her. Her body must have been damaged.

So later on, she sang with a hoarse voice and with more difficulty than before. It was not only because of the neck injury, but also because her abilities were blocked and she could not fully perform them.

At this time, it was actually difficult for her to sing, but for Evans, Irene could do anything.

Of course, a song that can produce healing power cannot be created out of thin air. It must consume Irene's own energy. Even though the effect of her injured voice was reduced, the energy consumption continued. Finally, she coughed up blood.

But this stubborn little girl found herself coughing up blood, but she didn't stop. She sat on the ground, crying, holding onto the rattan cocoon, singing to it, coughing up blood from time to time, but she had to quickly continue singing...

It is hard for anyone who sees this scene not to be moved.

Garcia frowned, wanting to stop him, but then he thought about who was in the vine cocoon, and in the end he said nothing.

Antonio frowned and took a step forward, but was stopped by Xingchen's sword. She said coldly, "It's her own choice. No one else has the right to interfere."

Apollo silently watched the high-raised feathers of Xingchen from behind. If it was the old Lin Fan, he would never have stopped him...

Just when everyone was feeling somewhat tormented, the black gas below suddenly rose up and rushed towards Irene.

Garcia and the others did not hesitate at all at this time, and used various supernatural powers to attack the evil resentment.

A dazzling array of colorful lights flashed by, and no one knew which special power had taken effect, but the evil resentment retreated like a tide.

Seeing this, Garcia led his men to pursue the victory.

"Young Master," a man in black robes was not so sure, "Is it appropriate for us to take action now?"

He was not afraid of a head-on confrontation with the demons, but the Emperor of Heaven was not dead yet and was obviously hurt by the evil resentment. If they attacked the demons now, wouldn't it be equivalent to indirectly reducing the burden on the Emperor of Heaven? And if they died heroically in the evil resentment, but the Emperor of Heaven survived in the end, wouldn't their journey of revenge be in vain?

Garcia glanced at the Emperor of Heaven who was trapped in the black air and couldn't stand up, and the eagle hanging in the air who didn't look like a good guy, without stopping, and said.

"We have been waiting for an opportunity, but when will it come? King Mingguang and his son are seriously injured; the aliens obviously have no intention of getting involved in our conflict; the outcome of the mutual injury between the Emperor of Heaven and the evil fruit is unknown... Only the Queen of the Undead is still waiting for an opportunity to act. Her sudden increase in evil resentment is likely to have absorbed the power of the gods in the imperial capital, and she even wants to absorb the flesh and blood of the Emperor of Heaven to attack us. If we don't actively save ourselves and continue to wait, how can we expect anyone to save us?"

The black-robed man who asked the question fell silent.

"We are the Ghost Blade Clan who specialize in killing demons!" Garcia said firmly, "How can we just turn a blind eye to the demons that are so arrogant in front of us! No matter what the Emperor of Heaven does, we can't let the Queen of the Undead get any stronger! It's already hard to deal with her now, and it will be even harder to deal with her after she has absorbed all the energy of the Emperor of Heaven! We have to kill the Emperor of Heaven, and the demons as well! After killing the Queen of the Undead, we'll kill the Emperor of Heaven! Kill!"

"Kill!" The men in black robes shouted together, doing their best and rushing down the stairs.

After they recovered from the World Tree, they were almost uninjured and in good shape. So after entering the black gas pool, although they were not very aggressive towards the evil resentment, they were still able to keep themselves safe. With their courage and tacit cooperation, they rushed to Ivana and interfered with her to a certain extent.

Ivana was an acquired mage, and was not good at fighting her. She was besieged by ten skilled warriors at the same time, and had to turn most of her attention to the person in front of her, which weakened her control over the power of the Emperor of Heaven.

The Emperor of Heaven got a little breathing space and immediately broke free from the entanglement of the black air. He supported himself with the sword and stood up.

He wiped the blood from his chest and smeared it on the Flame Wing Sword. He didn't even look at the eagle in the air, as if it didn't exist.

"What's going on?" Antonio didn't understand. "Is it because he knows that Vulture is his son, so... he can't hate him?"

Lin Fan watched as the Emperor wiped his hands with blood and smeared the Flame Wing Sword all over, and said, "Not necessarily."

Sure enough, as soon as she finished her words, the vines underground suddenly lifted up the Emperor of Heaven and brought him to the same height as the eagle.

In just a short while, the lower body of the Emperor was covered with vines, and the wounds on his body that were pierced by the black feathers had stopped bleeding long ago. Only the big hole in his chest remained, with vines still stretching out to repair it.

"I know you." The Emperor looked at the eagle indifferently.

He was no longer as cool as he was when he first appeared. His hair was disheveled, his robe was tattered, and stained with his own and Eagle's blood. But his attitude was still calm, as if he had expected Eagle to call him father or stab him.

"Should I say I'm honored?" Eagle raised his eyebrows and smiled at the Emperor of Heaven.

If it weren't for the fact that both of them looked like they wanted to kill each other, anyone who saw them like this would think that their relationship might be pretty good.

"The little pervert born from an old pervert is a pervert..." Antonio sighed, "It turns out that living in a very depressing environment can easily lead to psychological distortion."

It’s understandable that Jiu suffered a lot growing up in the demon tribe, but for the Emperor of Heaven... maybe it’s because of twisted love?

Who knows...

Antonio suddenly lost interest in gossiping about the Emperor.

If love is paved with countless blood and death, then this love is worse than not having it.

"I know what you are going to do." The Emperor of Heaven said, "After all, this is why I created you."

Everyone was startled.

"..." Eagle's smile grew wider, "You? Created me? For what purpose?"

The Emperor nodded, still looking at the Eagle with emotionless eyes, as if he were a tool. "It's just that now is not the right time. You have to wait a little longer."

"He really knew?" Lu Xinyuan frowned in disbelief. "The birth of evil fruit means the murder of one's father and mother..."

"If that's true, then he deliberately asked the succubus to give birth to the eagle..." Antonio's brain began to feel dizzy, "What did he want? He wanted the eagle to kill him? Isn't this just crazy? He wants to die, why can't he die? Why does he have to give birth to a son to kill himself?"

“Perhaps ordinary people can’t kill him.” Lin Fan looked at the Emperor of Heaven, who, although looking grim, had recovered quickly, stood straight, and spoke without breathing, “Perhaps only his son can kill him?”

"Is it related to the Devouring Talent?" Lu Xinyuan's mind raced. "Due to restrictions, it is difficult for the God Clan to give birth to children with the Devouring Talent, but the evil fruit can definitely inherit the talents of the parents... But this doesn't make sense... Why would he give birth to a son who can kill him? But the Eagle is already so big, and he was born before the God Clan incident, which means that the Emperor of Heaven had predicted this day a long time ago?"

"That's normal, right?" Antonio said. "Didn't he say he killed people from the Silver Gravel Clan? Can that clan predict things? Then it's normal for him to know some things about the future by absorbing their talents. Can't the Eagle also see the future of destiny?"

"So, the Emperor of Heaven knew a long time ago that the God Clan would become what it is today, and that King Mingguang would be hostile to him, and even our arrival. For some unknown reason, he deliberately created someone who could kill him. Many years ago, he went to the demon clan and found a succubus to deliberately give birth to an eagle?" Lu Xinyuan organized his words. "Is he afraid that he can't stop killing people? So he created an artificial brake?"

"I don't know." Apollo shrugged and raised his head to the vulture in the air. "I just know that the vulture must be in a bad mood right now."

Everyone looked at the eagle.

He licked the blood on his hand, staining his lips bright red, and the seductive smile on his face became even more charming.

"You told me to wait, so I have to wait? Why?"

The six black wings flapped, and a strong wind arose. The feathers on them were like densely packed small darts, piercing the face of the Emperor of Heaven...