The Undead Team Stands on the Ark of Tomorrow

"........."

"........."

He dropped his hand.

Lilianne opened her eyes and looked at him curiously.

Sang's expression was cold, and he still remained silent.

"Wang, don't you want to do it?"

San took a step back.

Hesitating, he took another step back.

Then, he raised his hand.

The sealed sun exploded with infinite light and heat in an instant, completely evaporating Lilianne's figure.

Lilianne's sigh came at the end.

"My lord, your reaction is too difficult to understand..."

Wait until the smoke clears, standing in the deserted country.

Sang stretched out his palm wordlessly, then slowly clenched it tightly.

He looked at the head of the dark serpent, put it away, and noticed the terrified eyes of a few survivors, but he didn't continue to slaughter, and stepped forward again.

Go to the place where the first fire burns, to the incarnation of the king sitting beside the campfire.

He went to Faran's undead team to give his own answer.

Chapter 138: Fighting the Giant King

"Why didn't you do what you told her?"

Xi asked puzzledly.

For San, this is obviously not something worth hesitating.

As for this point, Sang did not simply answer.

"...It's just pure rebellious psychology."

It felt like a perfunctory pass.

"Even so, in the end she died completely by my hands."

He stood up under the bright moonlight, and put that strange triangular iron helmet on his head again.

"gone."

Xi looked at his back and suddenly realized something.

"Wait, are you leaving now?!"

"It has to be early, or Jack will follow. That's it. Goodbye."

As for his leaving, Xi was silent for a while, and after thinking about it a little bit, she sighed.

"Are you used to fighting alone?"

"... just don't need to."

"Really, you broke into the painting without authorization, and then directly tossed it out. The journey was really hard, but it was also very meaningful... Sang, thank you very much."

The figure had disappeared, but Dan Xi knew he could hear him.

The girl looked up at the bright moon.

"I wish you a prosperous martial arts."

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San stepped forward.

The billowing yellow sand is like the sea, covering everything in front of you into the same scenery.

His mood was very calm, without any major fluctuations.

Where should I go after this is over?

He began to think.

To find a solution to Lilianne, who came to this world and still keeps messing around?

In Rutland, teach the stupid apprentice who doesn't have a long memory one more time?

Go back to Rhodes Island and meet her again?

To examine Tallulah who has integrated the soul of a knight in Ursus?

There seems to be a lot going on.

But maybe it's not necessary.

He will not fight for others, he will not run for others, he will fight for himself after all.

Do the right thing, fight the right fight.

When the dawn rose, the intersection of the dungeon had already appeared in front of my eyes.

Without hesitation, Sang stepped forward.

Coming down from the familiar elevator, San couldn't help but look back.

If it is slightly modified, maybe Jack can be stuck here directly, but forget it.

The bright light was pinched into the shape of an angel's halo and placed above his head, allowing San to see clearly the path ahead.

"But it's not enough."

Clusters of dazzling light emerged from his hands, and then continued to float upwards, emitting strong light like countless light bulbs, illuminating the entire dark underground city.

And the moment he stepped on the ground, San felt something was wrong.

From under the earth, countless powerful resentments and souls are about to move, and the combined strength cannot be underestimated.

"So that's the case, you are worthy of being the emperor."

Sang's eyes rarely flashed an unhappy look.

This underground city is more like a specially designed imprisonment than a reward for fighting the giant.

Under this dungeon, there are still all the humiliation and resentment after the death of countless giant beasts that Dayan hunted and killed in that war. its repression.

Youmu, who is not accepted by the world, but has great strength and a long time, is naturally pushed to this position.

"It's like a prison, but it's still the capital of crime."

The desolate city has been uninhabited since the beginning of its construction. It has stood underground for thousands of years, but everywhere exudes loneliness that is equivalent to loneliness, and extremely depressive silence.

After many years, Sang walked through the giant king's city again.

"That giant is really a complete idiot. He is willing to be the king on the surface, but in fact it is just our fighting weapon."

"Don't say that, the giant is such a lowly race, if he can be given the title of king, he should be grateful to us."

"Yeah, unlike the humble slave race, we are descendants of nobles."

"Hahaha, there is such a stupid king in this world."

He recalled what he had heard in the past.

There is also the giant who clearly knows that the people don't really call him king, but still tries his best to protect the capital of crime.

I also recalled that when he spread the fire, the endless fire of crimes fell from the sky, turning the entire capital of crimes into ruins, but in the painful burning of the flames, those people who were guarded still summed up the cause of the pain to that On the body of a fire king.

No one understands, no one is with, no one expects.

That is Youmu, the loneliest king.

Walking through the deserted streets, San arrived at the huge gate.

Stretch out your hand and push it away, and what you see in front of you is the dilapidated ruins, which together with the broken armor and weapons prove the existence of the previous crusaders, and a figure visibly occupies all the sense of existence in this space.

The giant as tall as a mountain sat silently on the cold throne.

Then in the next second.

Not a word was said.

The sun rose.

That's the real sun!

It expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, stabilized at the size of a truck, and mixed with the flames of the crimes of the two people's memories. The sealed sun, which was slightly different from the normal version, flew towards the giant king in an instant.

"May the king be with the sun."

And looking at the extremely familiar sun, the cold face under the crown curled up like never before in a hundred years, and then the next moment.

"Roar--"

He roared directly at the sun.

The terrifying force shook the atmosphere, forming a storm-like shock wave, which directly shattered the sealed sun thrown by Sang, turning it into sparks filling the sky. Not only that, the originally quiet underground city also roared. The bottom began to collapse and vibrate continuously.

And bathed in the sparks of sin, Youmu stood up from the throne, picked up the huge hatchet that slaughtered countless giant beasts in the past, and the aura of the full-time salary king swept like a storm.

"No, it's even higher than the heyday, because of the power called the Great Rune, and the remnants of countless giant beasts absorbed and devoured from the ground..."

If the ability is quantified, I may only be less than half of Youmu now.

The wolf knight sword appeared in his hand in an instant, and the storm controller was clenched tightly in the other hand. San also exuded a terrifying aura that was almost equal to Youmu.

"Since I came to this world, the power of less than [-]% has sometimes restricted me, but suddenly it has brought me benefits."

The oath of gold and stone.

inner potential.

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The deep shelter.

There are very few.

Defeating an enemy stronger than oneself has not existed since a hundred years.

"The fighting spirit is burning, and it seems that the sarcophagus has indeed traced back part of my mentality."

The storm condensed on the sword, and the dazzling white light lit up instantly. Sang pointed the sword directly, and offered etiquette to another king in the way of an undead team.

The giant leaned down, and the huge figure burst out like an unstoppable natural disaster in an instant, and the blade even rushed towards him without reservation.

San also wielded the Stormmaster unreservedly, colliding with everything head-on with his attacks.

The next moment, the entire dungeon was shaking, and the huge shock was even transmitted to Yumen who was walking in the yellow sand.

"Youmu, it's time for me to save you."

"Let's fight!"