Dawn Infinity Chapter 33: : Hell Underworld

"Here it is!" 9527 said in a cold voice.

A hundred meters in front of him, a mass of distorted space suddenly stopped, and then Luo Jie appeared there. He twisted his neck, turned around and looked back at 9527 and said, "I thought you were going to go further away distance, or my previous feeling was wrong? Are you actually looking forward to fighting with me?"

"It doesn't matter whether you expect it or not, it's just a task." 9527 said so, and at the same time he shook his hands, suddenly black flames surged out, and in the blink of an eye, a huge black sword had condensed in his hand Come.

Looking at 9527's black giant sword, Roger asked curiously: "You are the third person I have fought... I don't know how to put it, it is the person with your image, you are the first Three, the first person uses a two-handed giant axe, the second person uses a moon gear, and you use a two-handed giant sword. I'm curious, your strength looks similar, why yours The weapons are completely different?"

9527 snorted coldly: "No comment, let's start fighting now!" Zhang range.

Looking at 9527's serious expression, Roger sighed, pulled out the western flower stabbing sword at his waist, and said regretfully: "It's really a pity, I planned to chat with you for a while, are you The only one among the three who has self-awareness, and you are also the strongest, the fourth-level intermediate? It's a pity...you haven't passed the demons yet, and you haven't formed your unique spiritual light, but I want to talk to you more Some, after all, I am really curious about you invaders, where do you come from, what is your purpose, do you... have dreams?"

"Dream..."

After chewing on these two words, 9527 suddenly laughed ferociously and said, "That kind of thing...is just a childish dream language! It should be discarded long ago!" The huge sword surged up with boundless black flames, and the huge power burned the earth and tore the sky. At this moment, the black flames burned and boiled to a height of a thousand meters, pressing down like a huge black mountain. to Roger.

Roger's face was dark. The western flower stabbing sword in his hand was suddenly covered with a layer of black substance, and he blocked 9527's black giant sword with his backhand.

"Idiot, people's dreams... will never stop!"

"The sky... cracked!"

Whether it was the people in the ruins of the beam of light, the group of people outside the ruins, or even the surviving town, as well as the large number of planes dispatched urgently by the military, the army, etc., they all saw with their own eyes that the sky split open , together with the white beam of light split, the thing that originally represented the principles of the broken civilization actually split apart during the battle between the two creatures, and then the black flame stood apart from the space distortion, forming an opposing One black and one twisted, intertwined and straight to the zenith, the atmosphere was split by such a huge force, exposing the dark space outside the atmosphere.

This is the power of the fourth level...more precisely, this is the power of the middle level of the fourth level...

Roger and 9527 fought a move, and then the two retreated at the same time. In the middle of their fight, a mass of space twisted and exploded violently, but was randomly wrapped in black flames. At this moment, The black flame seemed to be able to burn even the space, and unexpectedly started to burn this space distortion, but then, a layer of black inexplicable substance appeared on the space distortion to block the black flame, and then, there was a huge explosion. There was a sound, and the mass of space distortion and black flames exploded at the same time. With this point as the center, all within a thousand kilometers were immersed in the flames of the explosion.

"It's really a rare flame. It actually possesses the characteristics of part of the light of the soul. It can even burn space, but it's obviously not the light of the soul..." Luo Jie appeared on the edge of the explosion, and he shook the flame on his hand. The flower thorn sword threw out the black flame on the flower thorn sword, and then the flame touched the rock on the ground and started to burn, as if it was not a rock but some kind of fuel.

On the other side, 9527 also showed his figure, but he seemed to be much more embarrassed than Roger. Apart from the tiny cracks on his body, as if cut by countless tiny blades, there was also a gap between his chest. There is a hole as thick as a little finger, where blood is dripping, and the bone can be seen deep. It seems that in the confrontation just now, 9527 has been stabbed in the chest by Roger.

However, 9527 made a move with one hand, and the surrounding black flames began to surge onto his body. During the burning, his body's injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. The injury has recovered completely, as if the terrible fatal injury just now never existed at all.

Roger's eyes lit up when he saw this, and he asked curiously: "What kind of skill is this? This black flame can also repair your body? You don't have such skills in the first two... tell me Well, you can delay my time as much as possible, otherwise the battle will end too soon. After I go back, the woman who ordered you will die. Are you afraid that she will die? As for the comparison of our strength, I think Have you experienced it just now? Although it is not absolutely overwhelming, it will not take me an hour to defeat you. My estimation was wrong before. You are actually only... the fourth-order beginner? Even the fourth-order beginner It's just barely there."

9527 was silent for a while, and finally said in a deep voice: "I only have the first level of the gene lock. If I reach the fourth level, then I will die the moment I reach it, or be controlled by the demon... But the skills I use include this black flame, the previous flame tornado, and these flames. Hey, all of them are mid-level or even high-level self-created skills, so from this point of view, you don’t even have self-created skills, but they are just the application of some enhanced skill attributes from the main god.”

When Roger was told this, he didn't take it seriously at all. He asked even more curiously: "Self-created skills of mid-level four or even high level four? Speaking of which, those of you with demon wings, Are they all clones of a certain person? Is he your leader? I’m looking forward to it, what kind of state is a fourth-order strong man? By the way, the last question, how many of you are there? Huh? Don’t you have any dreams?”

When 9527 was asked this sentence, his shoulder with the number 9527 printed on it moved slightly, but his face turned dark and deep, and he said in a low voice: "You talk too much, do you think you are stable?" Did you win the game? Do you really think that I have no strength to fight back? Yes, I only have the strength of the beginning of the fourth level, but this skill is true. Maybe I can’t use the strongest skill, or even the second strongest skill. I can't use some of the skills, but in the memory I got, this skill alone is enough to kill you..."

9527 seemed to be out of anger, but Roger felt baffled, he didn't know how he had offended this young man, and he saw this young man roaring loudly, and the black flames on his body began to gushe out crazily. More and more, more and more condensed, almost turning this land into a black sea of ​​flames, and rising to a height of hundreds of meters, nearly a thousand meters~IndoMTL.com~ Even these black flames are too condensed, it seems to become It became like a black liquid, flowing in this land, only within a few meters around Roger, blocked by a layer of distorted space, which isolated these black flames from approaching, but in such a blink of an eye, as far as he could see Within the range, everything is already such a black flame, as if the whole world is covered by this black flame.

However, in this state, 9527 is also uncomfortable. His body and appearance are aging at a speed visible to the naked eye. Later, he even started to relax, and in just the blink of an eye, he also changed from a young man to an uncle in his forties or fifties.

"I...have no dreams..."

"From birth to now, I have been immersed in this dark hellish world..."

"I, and the people I was born with, will die over and over again..."

"To me, survival is more terrifying and bizarre than nightmares, and even retaining my own consciousness is about to become a luxury..."

"Dream? Can it make me feel better for a second? Can it keep me alive? Can it protect us all? No!!"

"I...have no dreams..."

"So!! Don't say those two words in front of me again, it won't give me any comfort and touch, it will only make me..."

"I want to destroy it!"

"Ruthless flames, the dark way of hell!"

In an instant, the black flame changed, like a dark and deep road, pulling Roger into the deepest part of the black flame...