Re-becoming a human being from Conan

"Quick! Close the city gate!"

"Squat down! Squat down!"

Under the ancient city wall, a woman dressed as a herdsman screamed at the top of her lungs, commanding the young men of her clan and the people who poured into the city gate.

"One, two, three!"

"One or two..."

When the east city gate of Nerimajie was closed with the joint efforts of everyone, and everyone huddled under the city wall that had been buried in the yellow sand for thousands of years, the woman finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the ground with some fatigue, listening to the howling of the wind and the sound outside. Thunder.

Others were also cowering, and some people shouted for the rest of their lives: "Saved!"

"Thank you! If you hadn't opened the city gate, we would have been dead! Let me give you water and coolness, brothers and sisters." A man dressed as a merchant said with gratitude on his face.

"This is the gift of the Eagle King." The woman shook her head and shouted: "If this city hadn't been reborn from the soil, we would all have died under this weird storm! By the way, you guys look like a caravan. , are you coming to Dawn Oasis? If so...you are lucky, but if you arrive later, you will be dead!"

When the vendor paused, everyone around him became fanatical and shouted, "No! It's a gift from the Eagle King that we are here! We were originally in the city of Vicola, which is still two days away from here! There is evil The wizards attacked Vicoula, and it was the Eagle King who protected us, and then used the power of the gods to fly us here!”

"...What?" The woman was shocked.

The still-unconscious survivors around the vendors also added their words to each other, gradually letting the nomads who let them in know what had happened in Wekaura.

They looked up at the sky and were frightened by the thunder that rose from time to time in the distance. They did not even dare to look directly at the doomsday-like storm and looked at each other in shock.

Is this really not a natural storm?

But the Eagle King is fighting the enemy? !

Their expressions also became fanatical. The great celestial warrior indeed possesses unparalleled power, but... who is the person who can fight His Majesty the Emperor?

Some people remembered that they seemed to have vaguely seen soldiers made of yellow sand guarding Azir and flying out of the city. The time did not seem to match what these Vicora people said. Moreover, if His Majesty the Emperor brought these Vicora People flew here, why were they allowed to land outside the city?

But... none of it matters.

In this horrifying scene of hurricane doomsday, they huddled behind the shelter, shouting "Long live His Majesty the Emperor" and "Shurima lives forever", longing for the yellow sand continent to return to its former glory!

…

Flying outside the core battlefield, Azir felt a little uncertain in his heart. His sand soldiers had been blown away by strong winds in the outer areas, and the cavalry that maintained the emperor's glory and majesty had long since disappeared. Only I can fly in this place, but I have been unable to penetrate deep into the battlefield.

Of course, this does not mean that we are afraid. How could the great Emperor of Shuriman be afraid of the enemy? With the second ascension and the blood of the sun, he believed that he had surpassed all the ascendants and even the ascended Martial Queen Setaka... Well, it was just that the situation was unclear and he didn't want to make enemies of Shurima for no reason.

When he first became aware of this battle, the intensity of the battle was far from this level, otherwise he would not even come. Now his sand soldiers cannot approach at all. Even in this position, he himself feels trapped. The stinging feeling of strong wind.

Gazing at the core of the battlefield from a distance, Azir suddenly felt something. He dropped straight to the yellow sand in the distance. Two sand soldiers took shape, piercing the soil and lifting it, revealing two unconscious figures.

A kobold and a crocodile, their bodies were covered with wounds of all sizes, including messy wounds caused by sharp blades, and small wounds cut by wind and sand!

"Grand Maester? Champion of Renekton?"

He recognized it and quickly controlled Huangsha to bring the two of them away from here. The power of the god was first injected into Nasus' body, allowing him to slowly wake up.

Nasus had a guarded look on his face. He saw Renekton lying next to him and saw Azir again, and then he realized that he had been saved. He said in a low voice, "Azir, you saved us?"

"Ah, Grand Maester Nasus, I am so glad that you and the Renekton warrior are still alive. What is happening here, who are you fighting?"

Seeing that Azir continued to treat Renekton, Nasus realized that Renekton's injury was not fatal. Nasus said quickly: "Wait a minute, Azir. Many things have happened in the past three thousand years. I was just here Fight Renekton."

"……What?!"

Azir knew about the brotherhood between Nasus and Renekton, which was also a good story in Shurima. At that time, Nasus was too weak to climb up to the Altar of the Sun. It was Renekton who carried him up without fear of life and death. This move moved the gods and made the two brothers become warriors of the gods together for the first time in history.

How could these two people fight?

Nasus shook his head and looked at the core of the battlefield in the distance: "The battle is not over yet. It seems that we have been unconscious for a while. I will explain to you later that this place is very dangerous now..."

He and Renekton had fought hard before, and both were seriously injured. But if no accident occurred, it would take at least ten minutes to determine the winner. But at this moment... as warriors of the gods, they were swept up into the sky by the aftermath of the surge in battle, causing them to lose consciousness.

If he hadn't experienced it personally, he would never have believed that such a thing existed in this world. Even the core battlefield of the war between Shurima and the Void would not have had such a terrifying impact!

"Both sides of the battle...one side is the demon that symbolizes fear, Fiddlesticks."

Azir was slightly shocked: "That legendary monster? The head of the nine demons?"

"Ten demons have appeared on the continent today." Nasus corrected: "And the other party in the battle... is a human mage."

"...Humans?" Azir paused and repeated in disbelief: "Humans?!"

"I can't believe it either."

Nasus sighed, looked at Azir solemnly and said: "Your Majesty, you have been away from the world for three thousand years, and I have been in self-exile for three thousand years. The world has become different. If you want to repeat the glory of the Shurima Empire, It’s not easy.”

Maybe... it's impossible to do it at all!

…

In the center of the battlefield, the wind and sand around him kept rolling, churning like water. Ji Xing held the magic sword in his right hand and the Soul Blade in his left hand, quietly waiting for Fiddlesticks on the opposite side to reshape.

Slowed down.

In the ten minutes since he obtained the power of the Darkin Sword Demon, Ji Xing defeated Fiddlesticks' form nearly a hundred times, finally slowing down Fiddlesticks's condensation speed. Even for this conceptual creature, It is also impossible to condense infinite incarnations without any loss.

Ji Xing's previous judgment on it was that it might need to be killed more than 100,000 times, but now it was reduced to just a hundred times and it was damaged. This was not a misjudgment, but the power of the dark descendant!

When the ferocious monster reunited, the magic sword in Ji Xing's right hand suddenly thrust forward, and a dark red sword energy spurted out, resisting Fiddlesticks' advance and constantly eroding its body.

This is Aatrox's death-giving sword energy!

This is the power that comes with the magic sword.

The power comes from the void!

It was because he participated in the war with the Void and was eroded by the Void that Aatrox fell from a god warrior respected by everyone to a darkin. When Ji Xing tried to control the magic sword to improve himself, he had no idea. I am not worried that Aatrox can invade my consciousness. The only thing that is a little bit elusive is this mysterious 'void'.

But after fighting with this power for so long, Ji Xing felt something strange, a familiar feeling. Why does this void power... come to resemble 'Little World' so much? That’s right, it’s the will of the world!

In any book record of Rune Continent and in human memory, the void is terrifying, an invader, and the source of world destruction. Every void monster has an evil appearance. The void is an absolute world-class villain with an evil position. noodle.

So this makes it difficult for Ji Xing to be sure. If there is the power of the world's will behind the void, what will Runecontinent become? Who is the villain?

Upgrading and mastering the will of the world are the core goals of Ji Xing's invasion of the alliance world. Ji Xing marked this strange feeling in his heart. When the time is right, he must explore it.

Back to the subject, when Fiddlesticks broke through the Death Sword Qi and violent shock waves overflowed, Ji Xing's 'Zanpakutō' in his left hand was lifted in the opposite direction.

The light and shadow of the thunder were as fast as tearing apart the space. Fiddlesticks's head was cut with a huge bloody mouth. The power of fear impacted Ji Xing's heart with his roar, but Ji Xing ignored it and used the devil to The sword pierced his body!

Another Fiddlesticks dies.

The new Fiddlesticks stands up!

Seemingly realizing that Ji Xing, who possesses darkin power, would be difficult to kill with the loss of physical energy, Fiddlesticks changed his tactics this time.

One on one, it turned into a group fight.

The power of fear surged, and hundreds of Fiddlesticks appeared around Ji Xing at once.

Each of their bodies possesses about 60% of Fiddlesticks' power. Like a violent tide of beasts, they all charge towards Ji Xing!

Ji Xing's center of gravity sank.

The next moment, two mad dragons appeared around him, one was dark red and the other was deep purple!

They roared with devastation, as if even the destructive power of heaven and earth was wrapped around them. Every time they collided with Fiddlesticks' incarnation, there was an explosion like a rupturing planet, destroying each and every one of them. Detik tore.

10! 50 of them! 100 of them!

Fiddlesticks was cleared once again, and the two dragons gradually returned to the prototype of the two swords. At this moment, Ji Xing sensed that a fatal crisis was approaching!

His eyes darkened slightly, and he crossed his two knives in front of him. With a roar and buzz, he blocked the scythe from the leaping Fiddlesticks.

"I'm so...scared..."

"Ah! It's coming!"

With the whisper of fear reciting in his mouth, Fiddlesticks once again appeared in the form of a scarecrow, and these two sentences were the most spoken by the deceased before his death during his thousands of years of hunting fear.

Confirming that this would not cause trouble to Ji Xing, Fiddlesticks did not use the power of fear to corrode Ji Xing's heart this time, but instead attached it to his body, bursting out with all its power!

In an instant, a huge crater with a depth of a hundred meters and a diameter of several thousand meters exploded under Ji Xing's feet, and the yellow sand seemed to be wiped out of thin air.

As the destructive power expanded, the tip of the pressing scythe was less than two millimeters away from Ji Xing's forehead, cutting off Ji Xing's hair.

Then, it got dark.

The sun, which had been blocked by the wind and sand, completely lost its brilliance. The battlefield was shrouded in darkness. Accompanied by a terrifying and strange scream, a monster quickly attacked Ji Xing's back!

Not Fiddlesticks.

Stronger than Fiddlesticks' clone!

Its appearance is elusive, with a pair of cold eyes open in a faceless black shadow, and a pair of terrifying sharp blades on both sides of its body. Midnight darkness dripped from its form, like black blood blending into the air, and like ink dispersing into the sea.

The Eternal Nightmare of the Ten Demons.

The demon ‘Nocturne’ that symbolizes nightmares!

It is the last of the ten demons. It is a monster born from human exploration of the spiritual realm in recent hundreds of years. It walks in people's dreams and hunts their fears.

Yes, fear.

Its powers overlap with Fiddlesticks. Among the ten demons, only it has an absolute subordinate relationship with Fiddlesticks!

When Fiddlesticks and Ji Xing were in a stalemate and began to wrestle, the nightmare demon finally appeared and launched a fatal blow to Ji Xing!

With Fiddlesticks in front of him, Ji Xing couldn't turn around. The silver-white staff that was always suspended behind him immediately emitted a brilliant light.

The magic shield blocked the front of Nocturne, blocking its progress, but it only cracked in an instant and gradually shattered.

At this moment, Ji Xing's eyes flashed with the brilliance of runes, and with a low groan in his mouth, the Darkborn's body suddenly 'collapsed'!

There were cracks in the muscles of his arms, thighs, and abdomen, as if a glass man was about to explode. Next to the precise rune turned over on his forehead, another mysterious rune - the witchcraft rune - was quickly condensed. arts!

What he gained in Isuoken allowed him to start condensing the witchcraft runes. According to the normal progress, Ji Xing would need half a month to master it.

But at this moment, Ji Xing ignored the loss of his body and relied on the strength of the dark descendant's body to forcibly condense this rune in an instant!

His magical powers surged.

In the excitement of the annihilated magic energy, Ji Xing's two knives were spinning, and Fiddlesticks's scythe was also released, and his body shot through the space and shot backwards.

Ji Xing followed and turned around.

His right hand reached out, and before Nocturne's blade touched him, he grabbed Nocturne's face with his palm. When those cold eyes radiated a different kind of light, Ji Xing's roar resounded throughout the world.

"Waiting for you!"

Stab——

The power of undead magic surged with the support of the two runes, and Ji Xing directly used the soul power he could summon to collide with Nocturne.

Nocturne's body was instantly filled with cracks, and then he was torn apart by Ji Xing's hands!

Piece after piece, annihilated and returned to zero!

The violent wind and sand gradually subsided, and as the demonic sword was released, the Dark One's power gradually faded away.

Ji Xing, who was covered in blood, gasped and turned around to look at Fiddlesticks, who appeared in front of him again, with two mysterious runes spinning around him.

"It seems that unlike you, your men can be resurrected almost infinitely. The ten demons have turned back into the nine demons." Ji Xing said: "The moment before death, its expression was very interesting, and I happen to have this aspect. I want to ask you a question."

He reached out and grabbed the staff: "Fiddlesticks, as a demon of fear... have you ever tasted the taste of fear?"

Fiddlesticks did not answer, and his figure quickly faded and disappeared, as if he had never appeared.

Ji Xing didn't try to stop him. Although his strength had increased, his condition was still very bad.

This thing is one of the most troublesome 'creatures' in Rune Continent. If it weren't for fear that couldn't corrode Ji Xing's heart at all, two runes and the Darkin Demonic Sword would not be enough. At least four runes would be needed!

"Next time we meet... I'll ask again."

There's still 12 o'clock.