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Volume 52: Chapter 48 Chapter [-] Ceremony

A huge book fell from the sky, and the dark and deep purple taboo breath flowed like a cloud of smoke.

The gloomy music of the pipe organ sounded quietly as if you were in the Castlevania.

With the slamming of the hilt, the book suddenly opened, and the three-dimensional giant dragons roared deafeningly.

"Holy Lord of Truth."

The three giant dragons of deep purple, pitch black, and pure silver jumped out of the book along with Luther's voice.

They stared at the phoenix covetously, and negative emotions spread silently.

"Let me tell you what the reason I want to win is."

The dark sword and the moon waved down secretly, and the light of the sword wrapped around the body, turning into a deep purple spiritual energy and engulfing Luther.

The giant dragons roared and rushed to the sky, falling down like meteorites.

[Dragon of Hate!Evil Dragon!Dragon of fear!Emotional Dragon! 】

[God Beast Returns to One!Malicious agitation! 】

The symmetrical skirt moves automatically without wind, and a pitch-black shield with golden patterns appears on the originally empty left hand.

The completely new Wang Jian appeared here.

"It's just because I can't lose. As long as I lose once, I can't win again."

As Luther said this, light and darkness superimposed on his body, and as soon as he raised his hand, the brightest light steel sword came into his hand automatically.

At this moment, he has already understood all the information about the emotional dragon.

——This is a special state for Wuming Sword Void and Eternal Phoenix.

Thousands of years ago, there was a swordsman of fire who combined the power of the three great dragons and sealed the void with the inscription sword that caused disasters in all directions.

In fact, love and glory should have been sublimated together with courage, but the dragon of courage has long since disappeared. Now, they can only resonate with the dragon of evil.

So love turns into hate, and glory turns into fear.

Now they are not so much dragons of emotion as dragons of malice.

"You can't lose once, so you have to keep winning? I don't understand what you want to say."

The Holy Lord of Truth frowned, and his nervous gaze involuntarily swept across Luther's body.

A sense of threat like a natural enemy came from the dark swordsman in front of him.

"You don't need to understand my thoughts."

Luther spoke slowly, the image flashing in front of him was an eternal nightmare.

The primordial holy swords rubbed against each other, and light and darkness intertwined again. Before the Lord of Truth could react, the slash of the cross fell quickly.

The sword energy of light and darkness hit the chest of the Lord of Truth, cutting it into four pieces with ease.

"But you can't kill me no matter what!"

The Lord of Truth laughed wildly, but he didn't realize that the sword energy of light and darkness stopped behind him, turning into a black hole and a white hole.

Strong suction came from the black hole and the white hole, and in the blink of an eye most of the remnant body was swallowed up, disappearing into the void leading to nowhere.

Immediately afterwards, black and white overlapped, turning into an even bigger void, and the suction force also increased to a higher level.

"This is...!?"

Only the upper body and one hand remained, the Lord of Truth stared wide-eyed, and the previous contempt disappeared without a trace.

The Wuming sword was inserted into the ground, and he gritted his teeth and had to do his best to resist the terrible suction. The swallowed limbs lost their senses, as if they had completely disappeared since then.

"Some things are more terrifying than killing you."

Luther, holding both light and darkness, slowly walked up to the Holy Lord of Truth, and lightly raised the Holy Sword of Darkness.

"You're thinking!"

The Holy Lord of Truth opened his eyes wide with anger, and immediately understood Luther's thoughts.

I saw taboo darkness gathered on the holy sword from all directions, and before the curse could be uttered, it was cut in half along with the head.

However, the powerless fluctuations flashed again, and the huge void disappeared regrettably before engulfing the remnant body of the Lord of Truth.

The Eternal Flame Nirvana again, the head of the Holy Lord of Truth was put together, and the corner of his mouth showed a sinister smile again.

However, at this moment, the tip of Diablo Jianyue'an's sword touched Wuming Sword's nothingness coat of arms in silence.

[Moonlight must kill! 】

Once for love and glory, at this moment it turned into hatred and fear, roaring the dragon, turning into a heavy chain to completely seal the Wuming sword nothingness.

The double-layer sealing power was superimposed on the Holy Sword of Nothing, and the unique charm of the holy sword suddenly fell silent.

"It's impossible...impossible!"

Under the unbelievable eyes of the Holy Lord of Truth, the armor transformed from the phoenix on his body withered and disappeared.

The drive disappeared, and the book of beasts fell to the ground.

Blood gushed out with the screams of the Holy Lord of Truth, and a dazzling pool of blood flowed.

As the dragon of love and glory turned into the seal of the unnamed sword, the book of the dragon of emotion also became the dragon of evil again.

The transformation state is automatically released under the judgment of the holy sword crown.

"Holy Lord of Truth, everything is over, just die slowly in fear like this."

The corners of Luther's mouth raised, and the blood from his forehead dripped down his face. His white teeth were stained red with his eyes.

Afterwards, he was so seriously injured that he could no longer support his body, and he half-kneeled on the ground weakly.

Biting ice and snow flew all over the sky, and the hall was reduced to ashes under the ravages of eternal fire.

His vision gradually blurred, Luther clenched his teeth, and using his sword as a crutch, he stood up again with difficulty.

The Lord of Truth roared hysterically, even though his face became paler with the flow of blood.

"Die in fear...? I won't die like this! I want to create my new world! I want to make everything the way I like it!"

"I want killing and blood all over the place! I want people to exchange their children for food! Every day I can only live in despair!"

The swordsmen helped each other to get up with difficulty, and looked at the crazy Lord of Truth like a defeated dog.

Fan An picked up the Thunder Sword, dragged his unconscious legs, and moved towards the Holy Lord of Truth step by step.

All grievances will come to an end at this moment.

"For Elena, and for my father..."

He muttered, and raised the Holy Sword of Thunder with all his might.

Click.

The sound of chains breaking suddenly came.

Where there is nothingness in the Wuming Sword, the eternal fire is ignited again.

"The seal...was lifted?"

At this moment, a huge formation emerged from the wind and snow.

Seeing this, a sinister smile emerged from the corner of the Lord of Truth's mouth again.

"Everything you do is in my plan."

Fragments of the Book of Omniscience broke out from the ground in the center of the hall, which is the proof of the Lord of Truth.

At this moment, the cruel truth just jumped out of the water.

The Holy Sword of Nothing has never been truly sealed, even with the superposition of double sealing power, it can only be sealed for 1 minute.

"Hahaha! The ceremony leading to true joy is about to begin!"

Sudden suction came, Luther couldn't hold the Holy Sword of Darkness in his hand, and could only watch helplessly as the holy sword was forced to rush into the sky.

All the holy swords are arranged in order on the magic circle that is in line with the tree of life.

The huge book descended, and as it opened with a deafening sound, all the fantasy-driven books poured into it.

Luther gritted his teeth and held the evil dragon with all his strength, only to avoid following in the footsteps of the dark sword and the dark moon.

Volume 53: Chapter 49 Chapter [-] Fall of the Evil Dragon

The invisible power held up the Holy Lord of Truth, and the mutilated limbs were filled with eternal fire.

He opened his arms in the wind and snow, looked down at everyone, and laughed wildly.

The wind howled, the wind and snow came to a standstill at this moment, and the sky was engulfed in darkness.

The huge book releases power that ordinary people cannot understand. Wherever it goes, the ground and high-rise buildings are all reduced to dust.

This scene of deja vu appeared in Wuming's memory countless times.

This is the future of disillusionment, and the world is about to be destroyed.

The Wuming sword nothingness remained in place quietly and did not participate in the ceremony.

It seems that such disillusionment is exactly what it has been pursuing.

"why...."

Qingqin knelt down on the ground, her fist was hammered heavily, she gritted her teeth, her eyes were full of grief and indignation.

This is the future that Wuming sees.

"It looks like we and the world are doomed..."

Here comes the sigh.

The swordsmen locked in the dark space have more or less witnessed the end of the world dozens of times.

But when this scene is staged until now, it is still unavoidable to feel hopeless.

"It's not over yet."

Luther staggered and shook his head. In his hands, the evil dragon was still intact.

"Yes, Wuming is right! The current ceremony is not complete...! We still have hope!"

Sha Luo of Daqin Temple spit out blood, and fixed his eyes on the Holy Lord of Truth in the air.

Not only was the Dragon of Evil not involved in the ceremony, but the Dragon of Courage had also disappeared many years ago.

The omniscient and omnipotent book floating in the sky is still incomplete.

"But what else can we do? Without the holy sword, how can we stop him?"

Fan An gritted his teeth, and said in despair and grief.

"Do not..."

Luther shook his head, his blood-red blurry vision reflected the black blade of the Holy Sword of Nothing.

That is the last hope and possibility.

"Isn't there a holy sword somewhere?"

He raised his hand tremblingly, pointing to the Wuming sword nothingness.

"That is the holy sword born in disaster and destruction, how can we save the world with it?"

Hearing this, Luther just grinned.

"How can you know the answer if you don't try it? If you don't persist until the last moment, you can't win or lose."

He staggered forward, under the gaze of everyone, Luther swayed, and walked step by step in front of Wuming Sword Wuwu.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the hot hilt.

【...Ha ha ha ha! 】

A hoarse laughter suddenly emerged from his mind.

It was not the voice of the Lord of Truth, nor the laughter of anyone Luther knew.

Laughter is full of vicissitudes and age, as well as the nothingness of nothing.