Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End

"How on earth did you come back? Your body should have disappeared long ago, and it shouldn't be possible for that person to miss."

The murderous look in Brian's eyes filled again. He asked the question lightly, and the gray fog around him frantically gathered. On the other side, the black-haired boy looked calm, as if he had just finished a long journey.

"Your plan is indeed perfect. The lonely army that can't get help goes deep into the land. My state has also been exhausted in the previous battle with Noelle. The person hiding in the darkness can even touch my blood and source quality. , to seal the source of my strength, but as you said, the trajectory of fate may not go in the direction we expected, I am the same, and you are also the same."

"You mentioned the prophecy, Brian, you observe the prophecy, and this well-designed killing situation may indeed be fate, but unfortunately, I am not a person who obeys fate. Rather, it is precisely what I have been fighting for all this time. , when oppression comes, when this seemingly irresistible fate befalls, the faith that is at the heart of me shines doubly."

"It is you who have shown me the way and completely liberated my blood. Darkness and evil may temporarily obscure my candle, but countless people have already lit the lamp for me. Under their guidance, Even when I am lost, I will arrive at last."

The black-haired boy said so, and the ancestors and sages who gave him guidance appeared in front of his eyes. His body was hazy, and his soul seemed to be overflowing, but Roja's momentum became stronger and stronger. The three historical fragments are like The nourishment melted into his blood bit by bit and became his strength again.

Looking at Roja like this, Brian's face turned ashen. The medium of [Collector] has now expired, and the dark figure can't come again. The original plan has failed, but the outcome is still undecided.

"He failed, then let me give you a ride."

In the indifferent and serious voice, unprecedented violent fluctuations of spell power began to appear on the plain. At this moment, Brian's body seemed to be burning, billowing gray mist spread out to cover the sky, and there was no spell to supply reinforcements. After spending all his strength, the blond man finally showed his true strength, and this powerful strength also made everyone present look pale.

Under Bryan's full force, the strong wind turned into billowing air waves with ominous spell power. Cynthia in the distance had to raise a heavy shield, and Rodney, Wood and others, who were blessed by the gods, also hurriedly retreated, wrapped in saints. The bright red-haired man frowned, and everyone felt the terrifying pressure and shock, and the countless figures in the gray mist also completely appeared.

"Those are!"

"People are souls!"

Looking at the remnants floating in the gray mist covering the sky and the ground, the crowd let out a terrified exclamation, but Brian didn't care.

[Paradise], this is the name of the ancient evil god consciousness attached to his body, and it is also the secret of his immortality. All people killed by Brian will turn into his power, and after 200 years of accumulation, the man has been with him The consciousness of the evil god in his body merged into one, and the source level was no longer the basis for judging his strength.

The howls of ghosts rang around my ears, infinite power gathered on the edge of the sword, and Bryan, who exploded with all his strength, had reached the strongest moment, and opposite him, the black-haired boy finally made a move.

His hand slowly reached out to the huge collapsed skeleton.

At this moment, the ear-piercing mourning did not reach Roja's ears, and the tumbling gray mist was not noticed by him. The black-haired boy was on the edge of hell, and his blurred figure seemed to disappear at the touch of a button, but But he knew that this moment was his strongest moment, and his partner would definitely return to him again.

When the vague palm touched the bones, everything around changed suddenly, the dark sky turned into the setting sun, the gray fog and the remnants of the soul disappeared, and Gu Randall's body trembled slightly on the blood-colored plain, as if waking up. The light gradually lit up, 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.

"Looks like we're running out of time."

Staring at the tall skeleton, the black-haired boy said this as if he was sighing, then he smiled and looked at his partner who was not good at words and asked a question.

"Is it alright?"

Words of concern came out, and the huge skeleton responded 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.

The next moment, everything around him returned to normal, and under the blurred palm, the pale skeleton began to burst into dazzling red light.

It was a flaming red flame of mantra power, which contained unprecedented power and murderous aura. The moment it appeared, the gods turned away, and the remnant souls floating in the world screamed away, and the consciousness of the evil god shrank and became vigilant. , the hazy and huge figure in the thick mist oppressed everyone's spirits, and the light of his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the world.

This is the first time that Roja summoned Glandar after he was promoted to source level 3. Under the strong spell power, the ancient king returned to the peak when he fought with Roja in the past, but he was not satisfied with being so young. Scars and pain poured into the blood under the transformation of skills, and under the shining of the [Crown], the passionate mantra continued to surge with the belief of victory.

The belief of not bowing to fate blossoms and bears fruit, and the skill [Live to Death] bursts out with infinite power at this moment. At the same time, the sky is covered with dark clouds, and red thunder begins to gather on the heads of all beings. There are thousands of thunderbolts in the roar. The silhouette of the man shouted for injustice, and the falling thunder turned into light and began to spread, enveloping all the soldiers fighting for justice.

Under the thunder, the red-glowing soldiers no longer panicked, and their fear gradually dissipated. The mana power that had been consumed multiplied. Wordless anger grew in their hearts, turning into swords that slashed at the enemy, and On the plain in the distance, the giant wrapped around Thunderclap also clenched its fists.

"Impossible! How do you have this skill!"

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

[The Roar of Red Thunder], that is a group skill that belongs exclusively to those who are loyal to Feld Eric. It is a miracle he witnessed in the final battle with his followers when he still had blood in his heart. However, just like Like the name that flashed by in history, this powerful skill also disappeared with his death.

After more than a hundred years, the same skill reappeared in front of his eyes. This unprecedented scene shook the man's spirit, and at the end of the thunder, a sigh appeared in the eyes of the black-haired boy.

"you!"

An excited roar came out of the man's mouth. After the unintelligible words, Brian held up the long sword, and the gray mist and remnant souls quickly shrank and gathered on it. The extreme gray mist turned into a dark sword light piercing the sky, and the next moment, with the knight's roar, it suddenly slashed down at the young man in front of him.

The sky and the earth are aligned, and the black sword light with the mighty power of the gods is like an irresistible disaster. Under the sword light, the huge half-infected skeleton and the blurred black-haired boy also sent out their only and final blows. one strike.

The boiling blood was roaring with thunder, and the light of the [Crown] overwhelmed the blood and went straight to the sky. The golden fragments floated away in the young man's held hands, and melted into the body of the huge skeleton bit by bit. Thousands of years later, ancient times The king is crowned again, and the bloody plain spreads from where he stands, and the warrior's hymn is sung across the sky, and the rust of old glory fades and shines again.

The roar overwhelmed the thunder, and the moment Gulandar swung his fist, the red sunset rose behind him, just like the sound and shape of the attack, the falling sun collided with the dark sword light, squeezing the shattered The sound continued, the hoarse wailing and burning of the soul made a loud noise.

The entangled power of the gods is like two worlds colliding. After a brief confrontation, the dark sword light gradually retreated, and finally the red light became the light that illuminates everyone.

"boom--!"

After the rays of light shone for a long time, the shock and roar covered the Tucker Plain, and everything came to an end amidst the changes in the world.

The Villainous Master Doesn’t Want a Disillusioned Ending Chapter 430 5 I’m Not Him ([-]k)

Author: Cat Ear Bell Category: Other Update Time: 2021-01-15 11:16:16

At the mountain range at the end of the Tucker Plain, a violent earthquake stopped the soldiers repairing the fortifications, and the passing crowd leaned down to stabilize their bodies. The monsters in the mountains were restless, and a flock of birds circled the sky.

The terrified soldiers looked at the red glow in the sky, not knowing what happened, and in the depths of the plain, an unprecedented shock erupted completely.

Under the entanglement and blessing of the red thunder and the fragments of the crown, the mighty power of the gods once again shined on the world after many years. Under the attack of all the power of Glandar, the gray fog-like evil god was defeated. The black slash that erased everything In the thunder's strangling, every inch was shattered and burned, and countless remnant souls returned to the dust, and the blond man who was the instigator also ushered in his own defeat.

Lost.

The moment he sighed in his heart, the oncoming thunder hit the man's body, and the red light that drowned everything engulfed him. The sword blade in his hand was completely shattered, and his body could no longer feel it. However, under the scarlet thunder Under the bombardment, what appeared on Brian's face was not pain and resentment, but a momentary trance.

In the red light that covered his vision, the knight seemed to see the person he swore allegiance to once again. The man wrapped in lightning stood in front of him, with the same unruly smile on his face as a hundred years ago.

"Your Highness..."