Reborn Awakening (GL)

"What is in your hand!"

Ron was startled by the strangeness of the people behind him, and shouted angrily, but he couldn't move because the blood sacrifice had not been completely completed.

Tafil suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, raised his blood-stained right hand, and slapped Ron on the back heavily. He grabbed his throat with his left hand and gritted his teeth: "What is the power of the demon god? I want to try it too." !"

"Spirit-guiding technique, how could you..." Ron felt that the black dragon's consciousness that he had put into his body was quickly withdrawn by the hands behind him, and suddenly panicked, he shouted in a daze: "Stop! You can't bear this Power! You're going to die, you're going to die! Are you crazy!"

Tafil twisted Ron's neck hard, squatted down beside Ron, and quietly watched the blood overflowing from his palm float into the air, forming a huge spirit-leading array, sucking all the devilish energy around him into him in vivo.

At the beginning, he ordered someone to send back the wrist bell of the wind chime. The wrist bell itself did not contain any messages, but the sender was not a complete person—it was a forbidden art experiment he smuggled out of the death row.

Ron has been secretly researching how to make the demonized living beings able to bear the power of the black dragon without dying. The spirit banning technique is one of the things he tried and then gave up.The person he took out of hell had lost half of his soul, his eyes and behavior were very dull, and he was different from ordinary people.He promised to take care of his family on his behalf, and the man agreed to send him the news that this trip was likely to kill him.

He was betting that the undead legend Qianna had never met before was worthy of trust.

Facts have proved that he did not believe in the wrong person, Qianye Liusha saw the message he wanted to convey from the half-dead person, and the spirit-leading array map he had drawn in advance was echoed by a powerful spiritual force, Success was forcibly introduced into his body when the black dragon's consciousness was awakening and it was at its weakest.

Now, without the interference of the black dragon, Changsheng and Mingluo should be able to clean up the mess.

After the blood sacrifice was over, the vision around him dissipated. He sat beside Ron's corpse, feeling the power of the black dragon in his body filling his whole body little by little, trying to control his body.

"You are very courageous. I admire you and am willing to forgive your betrayal. As long as you take the initiative to hand over the control of this body to me, I promise Ron that I can give it to you in the future."

Tafil gritted his teeth and said, "It's absolutely impossible."

"How long do you think you can last? Little ants, can you still block my way?"

Tafel obviously felt a powerful force trying to control his body. He frowned and braced himself, but gradually lost his ability to control himself. Before the last trace of consciousness disappeared, he staggered to the side of the saber, picked it up, and Slumped to the corner of the wall.

"If you want this body, what can I do if I give it to you?" After he finished speaking, he raised the knife and cut off his legs and left arm. Finally, with a backhand swing, he cut off the right arm holding the knife.

When the blood-stained knife fell to the ground, it was still tightly held by the severed hand. The severe pain made Tafeile extraordinarily awake. He suddenly laughed, but felt that what he saw was gradually blurring.

He heard the black dragon cursing in his ears, he felt that his body was uncontrollable to self-mutilate, to touch the knife on the ground, to hit the wall beside him.He only clenched his teeth tightly with his remaining consciousness, preventing the controller from biting his tongue and killing himself.

He cannot die.

As long as he is still alive, as long as there is still a breath left, the black dragon cannot leave his body.

He wanted to delay Changsheng and Mingluo for more time, even a minute and a second, even if he was hacked into pieces, his body would be smashed to pieces.

***

Outside Taran City, the Guards were rapidly disintegrating.

"Can't retreat! Those who retreat die!"

"Kill! Kill those deserters!"

"Have you all rebelled! The city is your relatives, lovers! You don't even guard Talan, and even Ainota will be cut off from others!"

Lu Kelei's eyes were reddened by the roar of the chasing soldiers, and he frantically pushed and yelled at the soldiers beside him who had no intention of fighting, and shouted the death order at the top of his lungs, but he couldn't restore the broken morale of the army.

His subordinates saw the determination of the Far Eastern Army to never retreat, saw the Southwest Army's aid, and even saw the magic light entering the cloud tower.

"Lurek is not someone worthy of our life and loyalty!" Such voices became louder and louder.

The defenders of Talan were in a panic, and even ignored their own soldiers outside the city, they hurriedly ordered the gate to be closed, but everything happened too suddenly, and before the gate was closed, the defeated army swarmed in, attacking angrily Those who want to send them to "friendly troops" outside the city gates.

And the Qingqi of the Southwest Army stepped on this mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, and entered the city invincibly.

Blood donations, wailing, or roars of the victors all filled Tallarn, a city that had been at ease for hundreds of years.

It's over, it's over.

lost...

Lurek stared blankly at everything that he had always wanted to control in the distance, his eyes were empty and lifeless.

"Impossible, impossible...Master Demon God, am I not your best pawn..." He murmured hoarsely, distraught, and the deserters fled aimlessly, amidst the chaos. Pushing him back and forth.The guards beside him had been dispersed by the crowd long ago, no one cared about his still shiny armor, no one cared about the sword in his hand that was conquering the kingship, he realized in a trance that no one would care about him as a royal conscript from now on The king who was completely defeated.

The demon god he trusted from the depths of hell also abandoned him at this moment.

"Heh..." Lurek suddenly began to smile wryly, his desire for power and sex were completely defeated at this moment, and his past beliefs collapsed rapidly along with him.

"Chi Jiali! You must die!" He hissed and cursed the person who led him into the abyss step by step.

Now that he no longer has any scruples, there is no need to cover up all the crimes. He has been completely defeated, so what else is there to care about?

At the moment when his heart was ashamed, he looked up and saw his young brother, who was now holding a blood-stained long knife, riding towards him. With only a few dozen light cavalry, he scattered the group that was fleeing all the way to Taran. Huge army.

"Lu Kelei!" Mingluo yelled angrily, gnashing his teeth, and poured out the hatred of the country and the family.

"Mingluo!" He looked up at Mingluo on the horse, and couldn't help but feel a little weak: "My brother...you, you are back."

"Shut up!" Ming Luo raised the long knife in his hand and swung it down heavily!

——You are really willing to be controlled by the black dragon.

——He controls me, and I control others. Why is it that one person is under one person and above ten thousand people?As long as you join me, Anota, it will be ours.

——Then I hope that you and I, brothers, will never have to go to the day when everyone betrays their relatives.

——Now the power you and I hold is the people, and those who are loyal to this power will be relatives. As long as we get rid of the two scourges of Changsheng and Mingluo, everything is under our control, so why do people betray their relatives?

—Brother is right.

When he was dying, he suddenly remembered that after the conversation that day, Tafil turned his back to him, looked out the window at the heavy rain, and snorted a barely audible sneer.

It was so ironic that I couldn't taste it at that time.

In the year 779 of the Imperial Calendar, Lu Kelei murdered the king and rebelled. Mingluo, the commander of the Southwest, beheaded him under his horse.

On that day, Mingluo lifted Lu Kelei's head high, his eyes were already red.

He shouted in a tone that was very strange to Changsheng: "Lu Kelei murdered the king and conspired against him, his heart is to be punished, even if the world tolerates it, I will not tolerate him!"

The voice shouted with internal strength resounded through the constantly fighting towers, and he sighed softly, and said extremely tiredly: "We are all Anota's warriors, the knives in our hands are used to defend our homeland, and should not be pointed at My own people! Lu Kelei's lies blinded your eyes, he prompted us to kill each other, now, it's time to end."

It's time to end, really... it's time to end.

He took a deep breath and said, "Everyone, disarm and don't kill."

Both the Southwest Army and the rebel army chanted the slogan "Disarm, don't kill".

The defeated army hesitated, until the first person put down his weapon, the second, the third, and then more and more people dropped their long knives and gave up resistance completely.It didn't take long for the remaining diehards to be captured or killed one by one.

When all the dust settled, Lu Kelei's head was hung high on the top of the tower, and Ming Luo reined in his horse and turned around, looking around blankly in the bloody mess after the war, as if he was looking for something.

Chang Sheng stared at him intently, with mixed feelings in his heart.

After several years of absence, Mingluo grew up, and the wind and sand on the border polished him to be firm and upright. The 17-year-old boy became a man of indomitable spirit.

After staring for a long time, Ming Luo's gaze finally fell in her direction, and at that moment, tears soaked her stubborn eyes for a long time.

She saw Mingluo jumping off the horse and running to her side as before, but only whispered the word "sister", and everything was stuck in her throat again by the sadness and the joy of reunion after a long absence. speech.