Endless Debt.

Chapter 781 Sword Ring

On the noisy and gloomy battlefield, the etheric response of the third Glory One rose from the ground, like another rising sun.

The figure of the first seat froze in mid-air, and his body seemed to be strangled by a big hand of nothingness. With the force of the invisible hand, the bones began to be crushed little by little, deformed violently, and made a painful click sound. Rolling, violently impacting every blood vessel, washing the internal organs, splashing out from the wound, drying up like a holed water bag.

Like a slow and cruel execution, the limbs of the first seat were distorted and deformed, the muscles snaked like poisonous snakes, his face was pale, only the moans of pain and madness filled with miasma were in his eyes, and the sounds of broken bones were constantly coming from his ears. The sound, as well as the terrifying cry of flesh and blood, a thick bloody smell permeated the air.

The first seat could feel that his flame of life was rapidly fading and crumbling. He tried to resist, and the power of the Glory One also expanded and exploded. The power from the scarlet mistress also rolled in his stomach. Ten bones, then a hundred bones will be multiplied.

Unknowingly, the first seat had gradually lost its human form, and instead turned into a savagely growing creature of flesh and blood, forcibly breaking free from the shackles of the invisible hand.

Looking at the squirming, maddened horror, Borrog thought of the evils of the world buried deep under the Great Rift.

The body of the first seat deformed, the rapidly expanding muscles ruthlessly oppressed the bright red blood vessels, causing them to bloom amidst the screams, he almost completely lost his mind, baring his teeth and claws, the teeth and nails became sharper while deforming.

"Xilin!"

The voice of poisonous resentment floated from his blood-stained throat, and his call was like a voice, completely awakening the revived god.

The first seat didn't understand, let alone accept, "How is it possible for you? How is it possible!"

The person who should have died reappeared in front of his eyes, and the first seat was very clear about what this meant. The person who was most likely to overthrow the royal family had returned.

But...but he has been dead for so long...

The first seat recalled the cross sword light, and the person who was casually killed by him. The corpse was lying not far away, and the blood seemed to have drained out, gathering into a small pool of blood.

"What did he do!" the first seat wondered.

The marble sculpture-like face gradually got rid of the rigidity and coldness. After a short period of adaptation, Xilin regained control of the body and regained the power of the Glorious One.

Xilin shook his head, but did not answer the question from the first seat. The corner of his indifferent mouth was raised, revealing a bloodthirsty smile.

"Long time no see," Xilin said, "The first seat."

What responded to Xilin was a roar from the first seat, and the first seat simply gave up on the side of the Bureau of Order, brandishing the sword of confession and stabbing at Xilin with a roar.

The mist that seized the age surged up violently, and the continuous mist surged forward like a tsunami, swallowing the earth in an instant, and even solid rocks swayed into dust at the moment of contact, and the diffuse dust and smoke quickly moved forward, turning into The iron wall of death pushes forward.

There are faint sounds mixed in the mist, sometimes humming like low humming, sometimes roaring like wild beasts, one after another illusory, ghostly figures appear in the fog tide, they wield swords, guns, swords and halberds, chopping Everything that cuts its way, whether steel or flesh, will decay into a handful of dust.

Xilin took a step towards the fog tide. This body has been floating in the container for too long, and his muscles are a little stiff. He needs some time to get used to it.

First step, second step, third step...

Xilin's gait gradually became stable from the light and fluttering at the beginning, as if he was about to fall at any time, so that every step he took was as heavy as a rock.

Rising together, there is also the power that is constantly awakened.

Gift · Incarnation.

From the power of the jealous Leviathan, it can make Xilin's own soul freely exchange with the souls of others, provided that the others sacrifice themselves.

This is a gift that can make Xilin obtain immortality, and it is also a secret ability that can make Xilin feign death and avoid everyone's sight.

Sometimes Xilin would think that getting such a gift for himself seemed to be designed by Leviathan, and it was a foreshadowing for all the present.

The foundation of a sublimation person is what is often mentioned in the "Golden Discourse", and even the underlying foundation of all extraordinary knowledge.

The trinity of body, mind and spirit.

The alchemy matrix was born based on such a composition. It is engraved into the soul, reflected on the body, and controlled by the will of the mind.

The disorder of body, mind, and spirit will cause the secret energy to fall into silence, which also restricts Xilin from being able to use the secret energy when he is in the incarnation state, and can only use external objects.

Now, as the blood shifting sword splits the winding path, he controls Gray's body, and the moment he touches his own body, the long-lost soul finally returns to its homeland.

After many years, Xilin's body, mind, and spirit were put together again, and the trinity awakened the long-sleeping power to control power.

Aimu noticed the huge amount of ether with high concentration, which almost turned into substance and overwhelmed the reality. The cylinder moved the ether of heaven and earth, and the illusory energy began to materialize at this moment. They turned into countless shining lines, It fell down to Xilin's body in a spiral shape.

If the ether gathers into a storm here, then Cylinder is in the eye of the storm.

Amyu couldn't help but exclaimed, "Overlord Cylinder..."

A figure quickly rushed towards Aimiao, picked her up directly, and carried her on his shoulders. After his vision became clear, Aimiao realized that he was being carried by Nethaniel, and on the other side was the bloody uncle Logo, Geoffrey followed them with difficulty.

"We can't stay here."

As Nethaniel spoke, he led the two of them to the edge of the battlefield. Palmer and Lebius were waiting for them there. Palmer seemed to be the least injured among them. Said he wasn't hurt at all, the lucky guy was ramming through the mist at the height of the fight.

"Wow! Burrog!"

Palmer marveled at Bologo's injury. Even if he was an undead, this appearance was too miserable, but compared with Lebius, Bologo's injury was nothing.

Lebius fell to the ground, breathless. Although he was not fatal, he had little life. For an ordinary person, he should have fainted at this time, but he forced his eyes open and watched Xilin's return. And the fury of the first seat.

"Yes, that's it, Lebius, witness all this."

The strange voice lingered beside Lebius's ears. At this moment, Belphegor was half squatting beside Lebius. He straightened Lebius's head, opened his eyelids, and forced him to watch all this. .Only Lebius seemed to be aware of Belphegor's presence.

Nethaniel looked up at Xilin's actions, his expression was covered by the lion mask, and he said nothing.

The fog tide invaded Xilin like a torrent, but like an invisible sharp knife in front of Xilin, it easily split through the rolling mist. Many ghosts roared and slashed in the mist, but Xilin's body The side is surrounded by an invisible barrier. Once the mist gets close to the cylinder, it will be disturbed by a strong repulsive force, making it impossible to move forward.

Cylinder's eyes burned, and a huge amount of ether burned in the alchemy matrix. Like a machine that had been dormant for a long time, he started to run, vowing to crush everything on the way.

Terrifying power was released from Xilin's body, and terrifying ripples hit the surroundings heavily, driving the dust.

As the cylinder moved forward, the surrounding ground squirmed strangely. A strand of dust suddenly separated from the fine smoke and rolled towards the cylinder. The next moment, the entire land shook, and countless dust rose up. It is several meters high, and hundreds of millions of particles are suspended.

Cylinder waved his hand, and hundreds of millions of particles gathered together, turning into strands of pitch-black lines and wrapping around Cylinder's body. They were countless fine iron slag separated from the soil dust, which were produced by the secret energy. Under the control and forging of Xilin, the iron slag melted into one, and was shaped into a solid iron armor to cover Xilin's naked body.

Amidst the clanging sound of iron, more and more scales and armor were covered. They piled up layer by layer, forming a cold armor. The metal was full of cracks, like cracked ice. And in that crack, there flowed an almost gilt-like light.

With a hoarse and long cry, the first seat culled from the sea of ​​fog. The sound of the repentance song reached the limit, and the rhythm bombarded Cylinder's body, but it didn't have the slightest effect. Cylinder just frowned. Frowning, as if feeling a sting.

Spreading his palms, he made a restraining motion, and then the huge repulsion engulfed the first seat, and he froze in mid-air, unable to move forward.

A hoarse voice sounded from the throat of the first seat, "Xilin..."

Xilin still had that indifferent smile, his eyes were empty and unfocused, as if he was looking at a farther place.

A sharp sword light suddenly rolled up in the sea of ​​fog, it broke the sound barrier, and with a roaring aftertaste, it directly traversed the body of the first seat.

A bowl-sized wound pierced through the deformed body of the first seat, the flesh and blood in it was squeezed into dirty blood, the bones were shattered into dust, and after the ear-piercing howl, the sword light began to slow down, turn back, and once again moved towards the Come with the first angry stab.

This time, the first seat swung the sword of repentance, and the blades collided together, which prevented the blade from stabbing. It was also at this time that the first seat saw clearly that the blade was exactly the one that was not moving. sword.

The immovable sword was shaken away, spinning in mid-air at a high speed, and at the same time another howling sound approached the first seat, and the first seat looked around, and a sea of ​​red flames burned through the sea of ​​fog.

It was as if a flaming bolide was falling towards him, and the extremely high speed instantly elongated the flame, drawing a fiery ray of light across the sea of ​​mist.

Wherever the bolide went, the high temperature instantly boiled the air, creating a terrifying pressure wave. It also broke through the sound barrier and approached the first seat rapidly with a piercing bang.

As the fireball approached, the surrounding environment and objects suffered a devastating blow, producing a large number of sparks and points of light, which provoked a series of explosions and flashes.

The first seat gathers the fog of the year, the torrent and the bolide collide together, the thick white mist completely wraps the fireworks like sea water, the etheric reaction of the Glory fully wields the secret energy, accelerating the decay of the fireworks, It was only then that the deadly fireball was barely suppressed, but when the fireworks were all extinguished, the familiar sword blade came through the fog.

The first seat remembers this sword, the supreme secret sword, the sword of the core flame.

He didn't understand. It was obvious that this supreme secret sword was worn by the Shadow King. When he beheaded the Shadow King, the first seat searched around, but he didn't find the supreme secret sword. He thought that the Shadow King wanted to prevent himself from getting , and threw it into the Great Rift.

The King of Shadows, the Sword of Core Flame, the figure in the light of the cross sword, the return of Cylinder...

One piece of broken information emerged in the mind of the first seat, and the first seat felt that he seemed to have grasped a certain key, but the messages escaped from his palm like a butterfly.

The first seat didn't have time to think so much, he held a pure ether sword, the dazzling light split the sword of the core flame, after a brief roll, the sword of the core flame stabilized the blade, with the ether's Injected, flames shrouded the blade again.

The fiery metal made a sizzling sound, it intertwined with the immovable sword, turned back, and floated behind Cylinder, besides these two blades, two other blades were floating in Cylinder Behind him, these are the weapons Gray left for Xilin, namely the Sword of Blood Shift and the Sword of Silence.

The blades of the four secret swords face outwards, slowly rotating around Xilin's back, like a halo formed by the blades, the blades are filled with the power of ether, respectively arousing their respective abilities, igniting fireworks, space The sense of dislocation, the poisonous corrosion, the cold and absolute metal.

At this moment, Cylinder seemed to have really turned into a god. He raised his hand and pressed down, and the cracked earth instantly collapsed and turned into fine quicksand. There were screams, roars, roaring winds, collapse sounds, and quicksand scraping metal. the rustle...

The sound of opening up the rocks hit everyone's eardrums, and after the sandstorm collapsed, a dark abyss was revealed.

The ground under his feet disappeared, and at the same time, the weight of a thousand ton weighed on the first seat, forcing him and Xilin to fall into the abyss together.

The abyss continued to collapse toward the outside world, until it reached the place where Bologo and the others were, and then stopped slowly, drawing a neat and perfect circle.

In this dark abyss, the power of the Glorious One was released unreservedly, the glow of the burning ether illuminated the darkness like a scorching sun, the light rushed out of the abyss, and the gilded light turned the abyss into a burning volcano Mouth, deadly lava is ready to go.

In the darkness of falling, the first seat opened his hand, and the long and narrow bone claws like sword blades nailed into the cliff, tearing up an unknown amount of rocks. His fall stabilized, but at the other end of the dust, the fiery fireball They crashed and formed a blazing red fire tail, which became brighter and bigger, and chaos was created at the moment of contact. The scorching flames swallowed everything and scorched every inch of combustible matter.

In the aftermath of the explosion, the first seat quickly jumped out, but the core flame sword was still closely behind him.

The blade was in a state of burning, grabbing the oxygen and fuel in the air, forming a blazing flame. This flame fell like a meteor, at an extremely fast speed, from the first seat in the blink of an eye Passed by, leaving a terrifying scar that quickly burned on his body.

The air was scorched by the high-temperature flames into a lightning-like brilliance, forming a bright trajectory, and the trajectory showed extremely bright light spots, illuminating all the darkness.

The light was fleeting, and the immovable sword pierced through the air, strangling the first seat again. During the rapid fall, the first seat struggled with it, and finally he crashed straight into the hesitant fork in the road.

This twisted building complex built on the cliff has been affected too many times by continuous battles, and there are rapidly decomposing corpses everywhere, trembling and ringing continuously, and one building after another slides down into the sea of ​​fog below.

Before the first seat got up, a blood-colored cross sword light bloomed behind him. The moment he turned his head, the scarlet blood shift sword pierced his chest, and Xilin made a pinching movement out of thin air. The entire arm was directly squeezed and twisted by a huge force, and it exploded into a ball of dirty blood amidst the sound of bone shattering.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

The first seat kept cursing, he didn't understand why the situation turned out like this, just like he still couldn't understand why Xilin would be resurrected.

The scarred first seat faced the furious and peak state Xilin, and the result of the outcome was already clear.

Xilin pulled out the blood-shifting sword, and at the same time as the cross sword light dissipated behind him, Xilin slashed out a cross sword light again on the body of the first seat. The blood-colored light disturbed the winding path, and the dislocation of space directly cut Tore off the bone armor on the first seat and chopped it to pieces.

The first seat was red-eyed, and the mist of seizing the year tried to expand and swept Xilin, but Xilin strode directly into the cross sword light that split his chest, and appeared at the other end of the wandering fork.

Gray's power is still too weak, he is not enough to mobilize the full power of this contracted object.

Xilin looked at the distressed first seat from a distance, and waved his hand. After a babbling sound, the entire cliff behind the first seat began to shatter, and the huge rock of ten thousand tons collapsed and fell, directly crushing the standing ruins. Broken the corner of the hesitant fork in the road.

This place was almost turned into ruins, but Xilin felt that it was not enough.

The first seat got out from the ruins, and then he saw the fireworks falling from the sky. The core flame sword cut the air with an astonishing speed, broke through the sound barrier, and produced a deafening sound.

It ruthlessly hit the ruins, producing a series of explosions and flames. The shock wave even blasted out an indistinct fireball, and countless sparks scattered in all directions.

The first seat became exhausted, even with the gift from the devil, it was difficult to continue to maintain this scarred body, not to mention his own ether, which had already consumed most of it in successive battles.

Suddenly, the first seat began to wonder if this was a killing game against him. There are already enough glorious people here today.

When he was thinking like this, the top of his head suddenly darkened, and then a boulder fell down like a meteorite. The first sword split the boulder, but among the boulders, there were countless boulders surrounded by tens of millions of tons Beside Xilin, according to Xilin's will, they smashed towards the first seat one after another, making him gasp, and smashing the wandering road full of holes.

"Xilin!"

Amidst the roaring impact, the begging sound of the first seat sounded, and he prostrated himself on the ground.

"I surrender to you...I surrender to you..."

Xilin looked at him indifferently, the cross sword flashed, and he arrived in front of the first seat from a distance. Seeing his appearance, Xilin suddenly laughed.

At the same time, the first seat exploded, his chest was split open, a bloody arm stretched out from it, holding the Sword of Repentance, stabbing towards Xilin's heart, the tip of the sword almost touched Xilin's heart The armor was broken, but it hovered there, unable to move forward even half a point.

Cylinder opened his hand and made a stop movement. The terrifying power of control built an invisible high wall, which was impenetrable by water and fire, and had no trace of sword or sword.

"I've wanted to do this for a long time, first seat."

Xilin's voice was very clear without any emotion, but what he said was stained with blood.

"My rage, my blade, I have been chained for too long."

The gilded light lingered in Xilin's pupils, and his expression was extremely angry. Xilin seemed to want to say something more, but he shook his head self-consciously and left a casual sentence.

"Forget it, I need nice words when I'm wearing the crown, now all I need is...action."

Xilin pushed the first seat away, and the first seat felt as if he had been hit head-on by a train. He smashed through layers of walls and buildings, and was directly shot into the mid-air outside the wandering fork. .

In the last picture of the field of vision, the halo of the blade behind Cylinder cracked, and the secret swords raided one after another at high speed, and at the same time the alchemy matrix was reflected on Cylinder's body surface.

Mysterious Power · Kingship Territory.

After many years, the first seat saw the power of this power again.

The body of the first seat was frozen in mid-air, and the first thing that came into view was the immovable sword. The extremely strong sword completely received Xilin's terrifying power, and it galloped to the front in an instant. At that time, he couldn't keep up with Xilin's speed, and the immovable sword pierced through the chest of the first seat, pierced from the back, and pierced his entire chest.

Blood spurted outwards, discarded broken bones, fragments of internal organs, and sticky tissues spilled out like dumped garbage, converging into a bloody and foul-smelling gore mixture.

The body hadn't healed itself yet, the sword of the core flame cut across the waist and abdomen of the first seat, embedded in the spine, and then ignited a raging fire, like a cruel torture, the first seat turned into a ball of fire in an instant.

From moaning to screaming, from crying to cursing, wailing and roaring intertwined and echoed in the hot air.

The blood-colored light suddenly appeared, and the blood-moving sword pierced through the air and penetrated the shoulder of the first seat from top to bottom, cutting off most of his cheek, and the exposed flesh and blood squirmed like a fish in the incision, and then did not move. The sword struck again, penetrating from the back, and the tip of the sword protruded from the throat, making a creepy panting sound.

The three secret swords were embedded in the wanton growth of the first seat of flesh and blood. He tried to resist, but a loud bang came from far and near, mixed with many strange sounds, full of anxiety.

In the tremor, everything on the wandering fork in the road was being destroyed, and the building was broken into bricks, plates, steel bars, concrete blocks... All the deformed waste piled up together, and they entangled like a giant python with a deformed head passing through.

As it devours more and more buildings, the size of the python is also rapidly expanding. The cables are entangled in the gaps, raising dense, flooded glass slag, and the snake's head is raised high, covered with various Materials of different colors, shapes, and sizes, it looks like a giant puzzle from a distance.

Xilin controlled the buildings on the wandering road to his heart's content, and he had long wanted to smash this place to pieces.

The surface of the python is covered with protruding horns, sharp edges and depressions of different depths, forming a disturbing visual effect. Whenever it crawls, these materials collide, rub and squeeze each other , making noises and muffled noises, giving people a sense of chaos, disorder, and terror.

Like the incarnation of a wandering fork in the road.

Through this chaotic appearance, you can see that there are some large concrete bricks and steel bars inside the giant python. They are like the bones of the giant python, supporting the entire body.

The giant python opened its mouth wide and rushed towards the first seat. The first seat tried to move his body. The suppressing force from the secret energy imprisoned him, and the secret swords also restricted his flesh and bones. The first seat could move on the giant python's body. Seeing fragments of once-bright tiles, their bright patterns seem so lonely and incongruous in this sinister environment.

The giant python collided with the first seat, and in an instant, it seemed that countless sharp swords cut through his body, shattered into pieces behind him, and fell into the sea of ​​mist.

Xilin started to draw the bow. He didn't have a bow in his hand, but he had a silent sword contaminated with devil's poison. The polluted, almost pitch-black blade spun around Xilin's side at high speed.

The sword of silence came out.

The high-speed rotation of the blade leaves an obvious spiral trace in the air. The air flow is sheared by the rotation of the blade, forming disturbance and resistance, and the air forms a vortex under the extrusion and passing of the blade.

The screaming sound was high and clear, and for a brief moment, the screaming sound was drowned out by the sound of the wind.

The broken bricks and stones shattered the first seat, but under the protection of the devil, he was always able to survive until the sword of silence pierced his heart, until the fierce poison from the devil soaked his mind.

Mammon bestowed on Grey poison to help him kill the Glorious One, and the blade did its job, but it did not kill Cylin.

The face of the first seat turned pale, the eye circles became pitch black, the blood was also soaked, and the capillaries also turned into thick jet black, densely covering the pale body.

"Xilin..."

The first seat wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

Xilin spread his clenched fists, and the body of the first seat squirmed violently. He could feel power coming from all directions, pulling his body. In the next second, he was like a crab being eaten by a school of fish. , The deformed limbs were all torn off, the broken bones were exposed, and the internal organs were floating.

The huge force crushed the flesh and blood, tore open his chest, shattered his rib cage, pulled off his tendons, shredded his intestines, and even pulled out his head and the entire spine. There are blood streaks on it.

The scattered forces began to gather, and they squeezed towards the core one after another, as if a tiny point appeared in the remnant body, and this point burst out with terrifying gravitational force, and the distorted flesh and blood were compressed into a bloody sphere.

The sphere exploded, and all the blood, flesh, bones, tendons, etc. of the first seat turned into blood rain and fell into the depths of the sea of ​​mist.

The scattered Sword of Repentance was controlled by Cylinder. It turned back and floated behind Cylinder, and surrounded it with other blades, turning into a ring of sharp blades.

"Thank you for your hospitality all these years, Mammon."

Xilin turned his head and glanced at the wandering fork in the road, then got up and rushed into the clouds and mist above. Not long after Xilin disappeared, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and all the cliffs around the big fissure collapsed inward. On the fork in the road, this deformed lump was completely eradicated bit by bit.

The power of the Glory rushed out of the abyss, and Bologo raised his head. He saw the existence of the sword-blade aura, and those indifferent, golden eyes fell into Bologo's eyes, and he looked at him.

Xilin called out the name softly, "Bologo Lazarus."

Canjin's pupils revealed complex emotions for the first time, but before Xilin could make any more moves, a voice sounded from far away, as if it sounded from above the sky.

"It's time for you to leave, Overlord."

Following the sound, Xilin raised his head, and at some point, the plague of decay and the fog of the age-robbing gradually dissipated, revealing the narrow blue corner of the sky.

The man obviously lived high above the sky, but he walked slowly as if he was walking on flat ground, with countless cyclones under his feet.

Xilin didn't speak, but just gave Bologo a serious look, turned around and split a cross of sword light, and when the sword light went out, he disappeared, leaving only a few people who were seriously injured and fell on the ground, feeling The silence after the shattered.

A deathly silence pervaded the abyss.