Elven History Song

Hercules dodged all the bullets and swept his knife across their necks. In an instant, the donated blood splashed red on his face and dripped down the blade to the ground.

Those at the back reacted immediately and rolled back to leave an escape path for those still alive in front. Those who were closer to him and still able to move immediately shot at Hercules.

The moment his knife fell, countless bullets rushed out of the barrel and were all fired at Hercules. Hercules' sword struck those who thought they were right and did not take shelter, sending them all to hell.

All the bullets hit him hard, but he was a god, how could ordinary bullets hurt him at all.

All the bullets were twisted and deformed, and fell weakly to the ground, leaving behind the final sound of the metal shell colliding with the ground.

When those who could still move saw this scene, the hand holding the gun began to tremble, and their legs trembled unconsciously as they tried to move back.

Hercules had a disdainful smile on his face, looking at these people like insects.

"Where is your boss? You are not enough to be my sandbag."

Hearing Hercules mention their captain, these people suddenly no longer feared, but looked at him with a confident look.

"Hoar? That's it."

Hercules understood what was going on.

The group of people immediately organized themselves into formation, preparing to launch the next attack on him.

"I'm... tired of playing."

The sword in Hercules' hand transformed into a huge double-edged battle axe. He swung his battle ax across and rushed towards them.

The group of people had no time to escape, as Heracles flashed past and appeared behind them. The strong wind then roared past, cutting their bodies and taking their heads off.

"It seems that those people were planning to restrict my activities. I didn't expect that these people would be thrown away by him. It really suits his personality."

Hercules said as he walked into the teaching building.

In the teaching building, Su Xiaoqiang, who had witnessed everything that had just happened, sat slumped on the ground like a wooden sculpture. His whole body was lifeless, as if his soul had been taken away. Others were still taking refuge under the table and could not see what was happening outside, but Su Xiaoqiang's worldview collapsed in an instant.

Hercules walked into the teaching building, and a blood-red magic circle appeared under him. A burst of blood-red light flashed, and he turned into Ling Aoyan. Ling Aoyan still held the tomahawk in his hand as easily as he held a plastic toy.

"I don't know how my brother is handling it."

With that said, Ling Aoyan waved the battle ax in his hand and walked towards the corridor on the first floor.

On the other side, Ling Aohan had arrived at the monitoring room on the first floor of the teaching building.

"Sure enough, it's of no use."

All the monitors in the monitoring room have been broken, and all previous records have been cleared.

Ling Aoyan walked in.

"What's gained, brother?"

Ling Aohan had heard his footsteps long ago and was not surprised by his arrival.

"No, those guys are very cautious. Besides, if they don't even handle surveillance, how can they deserve their name?"

"Too."

"Did you get any useful information during the battle just now?"

"Yes. None of their leaders or captains are here, and their numbers are pitifully small."

"There should be 1500 people in total."

"There were actually only about 500 people."

"I understand. You go to the laboratory building now, I will be there soon."

"Okay brother."

"and many more."

Ling Aoyan, who was about to leave, stopped.

"What's wrong, brother?"

"You have to be careful."

"Oh, then I'm leaving."

"Bon Voyage."

"kindness."

The blood-red magic circle appeared under Ling Aoyan's feet again. After it dispersed, he transformed back into Hercules.

Ling Aohan took out the box he got from the church under the table, opened it and took out the sword. Blue flames ignited under his feet, and the flames gradually formed a circular formation. There were scattered blue sparks floating in the surrounding air, illuminating the shadow on Ling Aohan's face.

Blue flames enveloped his whole body, and behind him, three pairs of black wings protruded from the flames. The wings spread with force and dispersed the flames. The long black hair extends to the ground along the dark wings. The holy archangel holy clothes on the body have been dyed black. The ice blue eyes seem to be burning with a temperatureless but terrifying flame. This figure has a unique shape. The sword has now become the judgment issued by the angel.

Angel, Ling Aohan transformed into an angel. Ling Aohan raised his hand, and blue flames covered the other suitcase he brought.

"Hmph, are you the only ones who know how to counter-investigate? You are too young compared to me."

When Ling Aohan entered the school for the first time, he did not take the two suitcases, but put them in the car. Before arriving at the classroom, Ling Aohan went back again, but this time Ling Aohan found the right opportunity to look for him when all the scopes left his car, and retrieved the two boxes at an unimaginable speed. It seemed that it would take a certain amount of time, but it only took Ling Aohan two seconds from picking up the box to returning to the classroom.

Ling Aohan heard someone whispering in the laboratory building.

"coming."

"Do it, if there is one less, it will be one."

In the experimental building, Ling Aoyan arrived at the door of the chemistry laboratory at the end of the first floor. The door was unlocked, but normally the door is locked.

The next moment, a person appeared behind Ling Aoyan. That person hid his aura, and Ling Aoyan was unable to notice it.

He raised the dagger in his hand and stabbed Ling Aoyan without any murderous intent.

"too slow."

The sword light flashed across Ling Aoyan with blue flames, and the man fell to the ground, and the arm holding the dagger flew out.

Ling Aoyan turned around and saw Ling Aohan standing there, the sword in his hand burning with blue flames.

"Too careless."

"I'm sorry, brother, but I really didn't feel the presence of this person."

"Be careful next time."

Ling Aohan leaned towards that person. The man's right arm had been cut off by Ling Aohan, and he endured the pain and got up from the ground.

"Hoo? You have backbone. But backbone is of no use to me."

Ling Aohan raised his sword and pointed it at the man, then inserted it into the ground and pressed his hands on the sword.

"You...won't kill me?"

That person was puzzled by Ling Aohan's behavior.

"No, because I want to hear what your plans are."

"I won't sue even to death...!"

His left arm was broken and separated from his body in an instant without any warning.

"Why!"

"I hate it when people tell me otherwise. Give you another chance and tell me."

"Do not……"

His head fell off and his torso slipped from his legs.

"Let's go."

"Yes, brother."

Everything had already happened, but he couldn't see it. The moment Ling Aohan's sword pointed at him, Ling Aohan had already cut off his only remaining arm, two legs and his head.

Ling Aohan's swordsmanship has already reached a different level than that of humans. This is not just because he turned into an angel. His own swordsmanship has already surpassed that of ordinary people. The transformation only helped him improve again from his original height. .

The two went up to the second floor. Before they even stepped out of the stairs, countless guns were pointed at their heads.

"madness."

No one pulled the trigger. Blue flames ignited from those people, and in just a moment, everyone was reduced to nothing.

"Brother, the terrain seems to be unfavorable to me this time."

"Well, and they have no intention of letting us get out of this building alive this time."

"Then what are we going to do?"

"The worst-case scenario is that the building is turned to the ground."

While the two were talking, hundreds of people were gradually surrounding them from different directions and different exits. Ling Aohan had already understood the movements of these people. No matter how they planned it, it was useless. This was a losing situation from the beginning, because what they had to face was absolute power and absolute speed.

Ling Aohan signaled to Ling Aoyan with his eyes, Ling Aoyan nodded slightly, transformed the battle ax in his hand into a giant sword, and swept across the physics laboratory in front with extremely destructive slashes.

There was a sound of items breaking, and the entire physics laboratory was completely destroyed by Ling Aoyan. The wind pressure brought by the powerful slash shattered all the glass. The dozens of people who were ambushing inside were all cut off, as easily as cutting crops with a sickle.

"Let's go. You controlled the force well this time. I thought you would cut the entire laboratory in half."

"I originally wanted to do this, but even if it is cut off, it will not seriously affect the entire building. There is no way to cause it to collapse, so I didn't do it."

"The terrain here is really not good for you. You still need me to clear the way. Watch your back."

After saying that, Ling Aohan appeared on the stairs next to the physics laboratory. There was a group of people ambushing there, but the moment Ling Aohan appeared, everyone was beheaded by Ling Aohan.

Ling Aoyan received Ling Aohan's instructions and turned to look behind him. Two teams were slowly approaching them. The weapon in Ling Aoyan's hand changed into a bow and arrow. He raised his hand to open the bow, and fifty golden arrows appeared on the bow. As soon as Ling Aoyan let go, fifty arrows penetrated all obstacles and hit the enemy like raindrops. After a burst of shattering and collapsing sounds, blood stained the white walls and gray stones red.

Ling Aohan waved to Ling Aoyan to follow. This experimental building only has three floors, and there is only one person on the first floor. One of the two stairs connecting the first floor to the second floor has been destroyed by Ling Aoyan, and there is only one staircase from the second floor to the third floor.

Ling Aohan led Ling Aoyan to the third floor. Along the way, he did not carefully look around like ordinary people, but went up the stairs as usual. These two people were not afraid at all. Instead, they felt like they were hunting, and there was no way their prey could escape from their grasp.

Walking out of the stairs, there were already people standing on both sides. Each of the two waves has a leader, who should be two of the three captains.

"Do you want to talk about it? Captain of the seventh detachment of the Purge Church, Wang."

"who are you?"

"Captain of the first detachment of the Eagle Organization, codenamed Falcon."

"Not interested in--"

Ling Aohan suddenly appeared behind Falcon.

"--Next."

Falcon fell down, and Ling Aohan used his sword to cut a huge wound in his abdomen, and a large amount of blood continued to flow out.

When the man behind Falcon saw this, he immediately drew his gun and shot at Ling Aohan.

"Are you kidding—"

Blue flames engulfed them all, and everything was reduced to nothing.

"——I am the king."

On the other side, after the Falcon fell, Ling Aoyan immediately cut off the leader's head with a knife. Immediately afterwards, he cut off the enemy in front with a slash with huge destructive power. The enemies in the rear immediately fired, and all the bullets were fired at Ling Aoyan. Ling Aoyan ignored it at all. All the bullets hit his body, all deformed, twisted, and fell to the ground. Then there was another slash, and everyone was killed.

"Looking at the number, there is probably only one team left and one remaining captain and leader."

"What about brother?"

"I don't like multi-player battles, so I'll leave that team to you. If the remaining captain is here, just send him to death together. I'll go find their head."

"Okay brother."

The two of them walked towards both sides of the corridor. Ling Aohan had already grasped everyone's positions from the beginning. Ling Aoyan would not see the captain, because the captain was guarding his leader.

Ling Aohan pushed open the door of the medical laboratory at the end. The leader of the eagle was sitting at the desk by the window, facing the window. He was dressed roughly the same as the people outside, wearing equipment like special forces, but his face was exposed at this time. After all, he and Ling Aohan were also "old friends." He looked about 30 years old, but his face showed the vicissitudes of life, but at the same time, he still had the laziness of an old aristocrat who had been in power for many years.

The captain stood beside him. Her long burgundy hair was tied into a high ponytail like a samurai. She was dressed like an ancient Japanese samurai and held a three-foot-long sword in her hand. The aura on her body was definitely extraordinary, and Ling Aohan also judged that this woman was also an inheritor, and the heroic spirit she inherited was by no means an ordinary person.

"Long time no see, Eagle."

"It's been a long time since I last saw you. Didn't you expect that you have reached such a stage now?"

"If those people were still there before, I might not have gotten here so easily."

"It's a pity...those people have died by your sword, or -"

Ling Aohan raised his left hand, and a ball of soul fire ignited in his palm.

"It's better not to say what you shouldn't say." Ling Aohan threatened him and forced him to swallow the words he had not yet spoken, "Is this your trump card?"

The leader of the eagle stood up slowly and looked directly at Ling Aohan

"Well. Do you want me to tell you her true identity? Then you can understand clearly."

"I can use this as a conversation piece after dinner."

"That's not a small statement. Her true identity is Sasaki Kojiro, a swordsman as famous as Miyamoto Musashi."

"It's far different from those before you."

"Huh, you won't talk to me in such a relaxed tone later."

"Aren't you going to hear my true identity before you talk to me like this? Since the last battle, this should be what all organizations want to know."

The successor's weakness is undoubtedly the way the heroic spirit he inherited died. If you knew this, you could be invincible, but what Ling Aohan meant was, "You will definitely die here today."

"I will live to tell all the organizations about it."

"The evening bell is ringing."

After hearing these four short words, the expressions of the two changed suddenly.

Evening bells are the bells that are rung at funerals when a person dies. According to the evolution of this custom, an irresistible decree was formed. When the evening bell rings, the person instructed will die. The person in charge of ringing the evening bell and announcing death was the angel Ling Aohan inherited - Gabriel.

Ling Aohan's sword blade ignited with blue flames. He walked towards the girl slowly, his steps were not hurried or slow, but his steps echoed in the empty room. Every step is like a countdown.

Sasaki Kojiro clenched the Captain Bizen Hikari in his hand and charged towards Ling Aohan, slashing towards Ling Aohan very quickly and accurately. The angle of this slash is extremely tricky. If you continue to attack, you may be hit. Moreover, the legend left by Sasaki Kojiro is Yan Hui, an extremely fast sword technique that can even cut Fei Yan. If you continue to attack, it will be very fast. It may be hit hard by the ensuing Yan Hui. If you retreat to avoid it, it will delay the evening clock and miss the best time to attack.

Just when she was proud, Ling Aohan raised his sword to meet her with a slash. In an instant, Ling Aohan appeared behind her, and the two of them froze in place. This shouldn't be like this, their sword blades should have blocked each other, and then the two of them would have a new round of competition. But she was frozen in place. This was supposed to be the last time the two of them gave up their defense and attacked each other.

There was a sound of metal shattering, and the knife in her hand cracked, and then broke. The blade fell to the ground, and the broken part had turned into white ashes. A fatal wound opened in her abdomen, and the muscle tissue at the wound had been burned to ashes by the blue flames. She fell beside the shattered blade, stained with her own blood,

"The will of the Evening Bell cannot be resisted by a waste like you."

Ling Aohan slashed horizontally with his sword. All the blood vessels on Ying's neck were cut off by Ling Aohan, and blood splashed out like a fountain. A layer of blue flame ignited on Ling Aohan's body, and the blood attached to Ling Aohan's angel robe was burned away.

Ling Aoyan also had no suspense. Ordinary bullets, swords, etc. could not cause substantial harm to him. He used his overwhelming and absolute power to slaughter all the last team. Even the surrounding walls and experimental facilities were not spared.

After their respective battles ended, the two met again in the corridor.

"How are you doing there, brother?"

"Generally, the other party has a successor, but it is still too weak."

"Things with souls will be devoured by your soul fire, and things without souls will be reduced to nothing. No matter who you are, they can't be your enemy."

"And you."

"You should be the only one who ignores my power."

"You should be the only one who forces me to use all my strength. Let's go back to the church and announce the results."

"Okay brother."

The two returned to their normal appearance and evacuated immediately before others could emerge from the commotion. The weapons in their hands lost their aura and were put into the suitcases they brought. Before leaving, Ling Aohan retrieved another suitcase that had been placed in the monitoring room.

Will was already waiting in a secluded place next to the campus. When he saw the two brothers returning, he immediately got out of the car and opened the door for them.

"Welcome to the master, Lord Aoyan."

"You're worried Will, go to church."

"Yes, master."

Will immediately drove straight to the church. For the sake of publicity, Will deliberately chose a road that was theoretically impossible to drive on.

Will skillfully drove the Bugatti Veyron to avoid obstacles on the road, and accurately grasped the entry position in some tight positions. Except for the car being slightly stained by the mud on the road, everything else went without any problems.

"Will, your driving skills are still so good."

"Thank you, Lord Aoyan, for the compliment."

"Just send it here. Go wash the car. Thank you for your hard work."

"Yes, Master."

Will got out of the car and opened the door for the two of them, watched them go away, and drove to the car wash in the city center.

The two brothers from the Ling family walked into the familiar forest, and after many twists and turns, they entered the Purging Church.

The priest and the other five captains were already waiting inside. Seeing the two of them returning, the priest smiled at them both

"Thank you, both of you."

Ling Aoyan waved his hand

"It's okay. I thought it would be so strong, but I didn't expect it to be just like that."

"We are very bored. Staying in church all the time makes me want to go to work."

The speaker was a woman wearing a purple elegant dress. She looked about 22 years old. Her long purple hair was permed into waves. Her voice was mature and sexy. A pair of black hole-like eyes attracted the attention of others. She held her right hand against her right hand. Her cheeks are as high as a queen's, bearing the admiration of others.

"Let me tell you, Lin Shuangzhi (captain of the fifth team), when you are talking to me, can you put down your pretense of being a queen and look at Ruan Guiqian? As a king, her name is obviously more famous than yours."

Ruan Guiqian was the person sitting next to Lin Shuangzhi, the captain of the second detachment of the Purging Church. Compared to Lin Shuangzhi, she is more like a little girl. She looked like she was only 18 or 9 years old. She had a ponytail like a little girl and was wearing a white professional outfit from when she first entered the workplace. She was suddenly called by Ling Aoyan and was a little overwhelmed.

"Oh! Me? How is that possible?"

"The king of all things, the head of all kings, only the king can be king in front of you."

The person who interrupted was the person who had previously rescued Xu Xuanye. He was wearing a black long-sleeved T-shirt and skinny jeans. The black tight jeans did not cover the obvious muscle lines on his legs at all. Lifting his black T-shirt would definitely reveal the angular muscles. But what didn't quite match it was his bird's nest-like hair. Although it was very clean, it had no shape at all. It looked like he had washed his hair in the morning, blow-dried it carelessly, and then ruffled it with his hands. This should be the most inconspicuous person among the people here.

"Xiao Zhaozhen, if you don't speak, I will almost forget your existence. You can almost lead your first team to be responsible for the assassination."

Ling Aoyan made a joke that seemed inappropriate.

"Haha, I don't have the ability to take over the king's responsibilities. I just don't want to talk. Also, don't act like a child regardless of the occasion."

"That's right! He just doesn't talk much. The essence of a good guy is still there! It's just that his words are a bit hurtful."

With dyed yellow hair, wearing a brown leather jacket and blue jeans, the captain of the third team, Xu Xuanye, seemed to have said something even more inappropriate.

"Seeing this idiot, I finally understand why my sister always misses him..." Before Lin Shuangzhi could finish her words, Ling Aohan had transformed into Gabriel, and the sword of judgment in his hand was already placed across Lin Shuangzhi's neck. superior.

"I'm sorry, Wang, I shouldn't have mentioned it..."

Lin Shuangzhi immediately apologized for what she shouldn't have said just now.

Ling Aohan took back his sword and returned to his normal appearance. Lin Shuangzhi's strength ranked third in the church. She inherited a king who was extremely proficient in summoning, but in front of Ling Aohan, even with thousands of troops and horses, it was difficult to defeat him.

"I have said that I am not allowed to do anything. If anyone dares to do it, I will kill him."

Ling Aohan handed the box to the priest and sat on a chair nearby.

"I came back this time to tell you something."

Everyone looked at Ling Aohan. This man rarely comes back to tell them things in person, usually Natasha or Ling Aoyan passes it on. The things that this man can convey personally are definitely not ordinary trivial things.

"The Second War of the Dark World...is about to begin."

After the words fell, everyone was shocked and couldn't believe their ears. Even Ling Aoyan, who was traveling with him, had never heard him mention this matter.

"King, what's going on?"

Xiao Zhaozhen, who was usually calm at all times, was shocked when he heard this.

"Don't make a fuss. It's not like I haven't fought before, but it's just a little too fast. I remember the last battle was only three years ago."

The person speaking was Ji Xiangli, the captain of the fourth team. He was wearing a black leather jacket and a white bottom shirt, with a bit of wildness on his face.

"Don't worry, let me tell you slowly..."