[Holy Biography] Behind-the-scenes BOSS Struggle

Nasula tugged on Di Shitian's neck, and felt unprecedented panic from the strong oppression of the opponent for a moment, and was involuntarily backed away by the powerful coercion.

"This is impossible! That crystal was originally created to suppress the 'will' of the Asura clan. Your will should have been 'dead'! How can you stand up again! The twelve generals have not been able to escape! This impossible!"

He murmured to himself for a long while, and suddenly strong magic power erupted all over his body, hoping to resist the terror that the other party constantly exerted on him, which tortured him to the point of collapse, and shouted, "Who are you! What are you? who is it!"

The magic power and attack that constantly surged from Nasu's body were easily blocked by Zhang Chi, and even the corners of his clothes could not be stained. No matter how dazzling the six-sided crystal on the top of the head erupted, it could not be stopped at all. His slow, graceful steps.

[My will is my strength, always begging for all destruction and emptiness, which exists in the most noble blood of Asura, and all destruction and desires are the purity of my structure. 】Looking at how much magic power Nasu had gathered, he couldn't hide the fear in his eyes at all, "Xin He" raised his hand and pressed on his chest, and the serious injury under his fingers quickly healed until it disappeared without a trace , with a strong malicious smile on his lips.

【I am, the real Asura. 】

Nasu threw away the magic power that he continuously drew and gathered in his hands, and even summoned and commanded the same kind of low-level familiars, regardless of the life and death of these subordinates, let them rush forward wave after wave.

"Damn it! Is it the curse of the Asura clan that I don't know yet! Damn bastard!"

[It will make 'me' suffer and make 'me' bleed,] Ignoring the attacks of the demons rushing over and the inferior insect corpses that are constantly being annihilated, with the burst of blood and energy, the long-haired " Xin He" curled his index finger, licking the blood on his knuckles, under the gorgeous red lips stained with blood, the cruelty and anger in his golden eyes were set off even brighter, 【Committed such a heinous crime , are you ready to pay the price?Mozu? ] With the end of his words and the movement of his arms swaying down, countless flames and cyclones erupted from his body and rushed towards the surroundings.

"It's just the same trick you used just now, do you think you can still succeed?"

Nasu threw off the burden of Di Shitian, jumped back and forth to avoid the oncoming flames, trying to suppress the unceasing fear and trembling in his body with an arrogant posture.

But he didn't expect that when he was still looking forward to the possibility of desperately escaping tenaciously, his back suddenly bumped into an invisible obstacle, pushing him forward and pushing him forward.

In an instant, Nasu was crushed by the shackles that could not be seen and resisted in the space in all directions. No matter how panicked and struggling he was, he could not escape the power as towering as a mountain in the sky, causing his miserable roar to burst through his throat in an instant.

"What is this! Let me go! Let me go!"

【It's really sad. Compared with the dull and ignorant gods, as a demon who is more sensitive to danger, his spirit is about to be driven crazy at this moment. ] "Please! Let me go! Let me do anything! I beg you to let me go!"

[Victory can only be won by despicable means, but now you are begging to live in front of absolute power?So sickly funny. 】"Monster! Monster!" Nasu was enveloped and attacked by the surging flames. His handsome face was distorted and rotted, melting like thick soup. juice.

The scorching pain continued to linger on his nerves, and he screamed in a broken voice: "Go away! Get away from me! You monster! Monster!"

[A demon is also qualified to call others monsters? 】

"Xin He" lowered his voice and kept laughing, his voice range gradually increased, and within a moment he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly.

[What a stupid and ridiculous guy, disappear in the flames. Being able to disappear in the fire of Asura's red lotus is an extra heavy reward from Asura for you, an ant like this. Remember to praise your luck. ] "Why! You should be 'dead', leaving the body of a walking dead, which can only be my food!"

"All the plans I have worked so hard to build! Eat the gods, you can gain power, and even become the highest existence in the world!"

"Why, everything was destroyed..."

"How could you wake up again..."

"Monster... monster..."

The bony fingers with bloody tendons stretched forward ferociously, but they turned into fly ash and disappeared completely in the next second.

At this moment, no one can find a trace of Nasu's existence in this world.

[It's really sad that this world would allow such a dirty creature to exist. 】【Why do you keep preventing me from destroying this dross-filled world? ] "Ah...Xiu..."

A faint call sounded in his ears, and "Xin He", who had lowered his eyes and talked to himself, raised his head upon hearing the sound.

[So I forgot this. 】

He chuckled, raised his hand to grab the water mirror that fell to the ground because of Nasu's destruction, then turned around and took a step forward.

[After all, it is still disappointing and useless, and 'I' has to waste energy to protect it. 】 Di Shitian, who was lying in a pool of blood, disheveled and wounded, tried his best to raise his head. In his blurred mind, he saw a person not far away approaching and slowly raised his vertical finger. Into the palm of the knife.

Di Shitian tried his best to open his eyes wide, trying to keep the buzzing and chaotic brain awake for a moment, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, calling out in a murmur.

"... Ah..."

A huge totem suddenly appeared at the opponent's feet, and the three-body sitting cross-legged idol suddenly burst into a bright light as it turned.

The other party frowned, and couldn't help raising his arms to cover up the somewhat too dazzling brightness.

In the next instant, the light scattered into nothingness.

The people in the totem center also disappeared.

"king……"

"Already summoned back?"

"Yes, king," Wu Shasi looked worriedly at the pale King Ashura, "Your Highness, he has just regained consciousness, but..."

Fayu, who was following King Asura, looked at Wu Shasi angrily, "What? Your Highness was seriously injured? Those damn demons!"

"No," Wu Shasi shook her head, she pursed her lower lip, and said, "Your Highness doesn't have any external wounds on his body."

"However……"

Fayu repeated in doubt: "However?"

"However, I always feel that there seems to be something wrong with His Highness."

King Ashura did not interrupt their conversation, but turned around, raised his hand and pushed open the gate in the forbidden area of ​​the temple.

"king!"

"As long as the king is here, all problems will be solved."

Asu Yun stopped Wu Shasi who wanted to catch up.

"Don't worry, Wushasi."

Looking back at Axuyun's gentle gaze, Wu Shasi lowered her head and said softly, "Yes, Axuyun."

Asu Yun smiled slightly, then raised his head, looking solemnly at the closed high gate.

In the dark and gloomy environment, the cold air penetrated into the bone marrow, and occasionally the sound of ticking water could be heard intermittently in the ear.

The Shura Knife exuding a soft light slowly floated in the air, and as King Asura stepped into the water, it vibrated with joy, causing the people under it to raise their heads.

"Is it Asura?"

King Ashura looked at each other lightly.

"Xin He" who was restrained by layers of Shura vines laughed, 【Why do you ask knowingly, father, the person who suppressed me with the Shura knife and bound me here is not you, father? ] "Where is Xin He, is he okay?" King Asura ignored his sarcasm, his eyes were calm, he raised his hand, took out the crystal of the six-sided pillar, and turned it to float above his palm. With this thing plotting, will the 'will' suffer irreversible damage?"

[You can rest assured about this, father,] "Xin He" laughed and said: [This careless idiot, of course I will protect him. ] King Asura seemed to have received a satisfactory answer, he put away the crystal, and said indifferently: "Then, why don't you let my son come back?"

"Xin He." The golden pupil shrank for a moment, the smile on his lips slowly subsided, and his gaze was sharply focused on King Asura.

King Asura seemed unaware of his cold gaze, "Bring my son back, Asura, this is his body, it does not belong to the God of Destruction, you are not qualified to use this body."

[If I say no,] "Singh" replied lightly, without any respect in his tone, 【You want to use the seal on the Shura knife to imprison me here forever? ] King Ashura said indifferently: "The Asura clan doesn't need you who can only destroy, what we need is a king who can take on the responsibility of protection."

"Xin He" stared at King Ashura, the killing intent on his body erupted one by one, 【What did you say! 】"If you sleep in the dream for too long, the 'will' that cannot be 'nourished' by the body will disappear completely one day," King Asura said: "You who can only shrink in the dream all the time should understand this better than anyone else. A little, not to mention Singh was injured."

He grabbed "Singhe"'s long black hair and pulled it over his head, and pressed his palm firmly on "Singhe"'s forehead. With the sharp sound of the Shura knife above, the scorching flame burst from King Asura's chest. Fiercely rushed out of the palm.

"Bring back my son Singh, Ashura, we don't need your presence."

With a tragic scream, in the pure darkness, Xin He, who was immersed in the sweet blood, slowly opened his eyes weakly.

"……ripped……"

Alarmed by the huge movement and the shock caused by the energy riot, Ashura and the others waited for a long time for the figure of King Ashura to appear inside the door. After anxiously thinking for a long time, they still couldn't help breaking the rules and rushed into the forbidden area.

Then I saw King Asura who fell into the water with Xin He in his arms.

"king!"

"king!"

King Asura, who was lifted up by the gods, coughed up blood, his clothes were soaked, and the drops fell into the water and swayed with the waves.

"Let Surya bring the child he brought back, I want to see him."

As Surye walked into the king's bedroom, the dim light seemed to carry a heavy and sad shadow, which made people feel suffocated and felt tight in the chest.

"Come here."

Peacock, who had always been worried about Xin He, took a deep breath in this oppressive environment, approached the bed, bowed his head and said respectfully: "King Asura."

Then he raised his head carefully and nervously looked at the person on the bed.

The fine lines at the corners of the eyes and the edges of the lips cannot be concealed, the long snow-white hair scattered all over the bed, and the wise and calm golden pupils are as flat as sea water. It should have been as towering as a mountain, but now it unexpectedly carries with it that it is about to collapse fragile.

Peacock was stunned, uncontrollably looking at the king in front of him in a daze.

King Asura raised his hand to stroke the peacock's hair, revealing all of the Fallen Eyes in his evasive movement.

The stinging pain on his forehead made the peacock let out a low cry, and following the power exerted by King Asura, on the white skin around the Fallen Eye, a mantra like spreading black wings slowly emerged.

"Xingjian who has a pure bloodline, if you regard my son as your most important friend, then please help the Asura tribe through the crisis."

He withdrew his fingers touching the other's forehead. Under Peacock's surprised gaze, King Ashura spread out his palm, and a soft light radiated from the palm.

Gorgeous and translucent, the Asura Knife, as elegant and beautiful as the kings of Asura, slowly appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Your Highness!"

"Please be careful! Your Highness!"

Under the anxious and worried calls of the maids, a frail figure staggered into the king's bedroom.

Xin He struggled to get rid of the support and persuasion of the people around him, he couldn't support the door leaf, and panted anxiously: "Father...break him..."

Shocked to discover King Asura's state, Xin He stopped asking in astonishment, but when he saw the peacock standing beside King Asura's bed with joy and concern and the Asura knife held in the hands of the peacock, Xin He suddenly His eyes widened.

"Father! What do you want to do!"

"Your Highness, your injury has not healed yet, please don't get excited!"

"Get out of the way! Ashyun! Father! Why did you give the Asura Saber to Peacock! Father, what do you want..."

The sudden sharp pain in his abdomen made Xin He lose his voice instantly. He grabbed the shoulder of Asu Yun who was blocking him, and with his vague consciousness, his eyes lost their focus unwillingly.

"why……"

"Offended, Your Highness."

Ah Xu Yun grabbed Xin He's slipping body in time, his movements were gentle, and there was imperceptible sadness in his deep voice.

Wu Shasi covered her lips to prevent the choked sound from spilling out of her throat, and Fayou also clenched her fists tightly, her eyes closed and her teeth clucking.

"king."

Picking up Xin He and carefully placing him beside King Ashura, Ashura lowered his head and backed away quietly, his forehead hair blocked any expression that might reveal the pain in his heart.

The soft and thick mattress was sunken in with a comfortable curve, the prince of the Asura tribe frowned, and the tight curve of his bleeding lips seemed particularly stubborn.

King Asura softened his gaze, raised his bony fingers, and slowly stroked his child's sleeping face inch by inch, scraped over the eyebrows, the tip of his nose, and gently stroked Xin He's cheek.

"You will be a good king, my boy."

With the light kiss on the forehead and leaving, all the reluctance and nostalgia for his child have all disappeared in the king's golden eyes.