Above The Sky (Yin Tianshen Yin) Chapter 393: The worst father (5/4, 1w5 update)

Boom! ! !

At the moment of the collision, the first explosive airflow instantly turned into the center of the storm within a range of nearly 100 meters in mid-air, and all the rainwater was blown away, and the seemingly huge ice cone was immediately surrounded by Baron Ryan The almost indestructible soil source quality was shaken and shattered!

The rock deer king of the third energy level can make a terrible landslide on a large mountain range with a single roar on the top of the mountain.

As for the fourth energy level of the "Master of Rituals, Yanmu Shenlu", it can even create small-scale earthquakes with its huge soil source material and shock wave bag. It is a natural disaster-level Titan monster!

Facing the impact force that even alloy steel can explode and distort, it is so fragile that it can't be hit by a single blow!

But the real ultimate move is not this.

Boom! The giant frost cone shattered, causing a small snowstorm field to explode in the entire midair, and a figure jumped out of it.

The real killer move is Ian who falls with the ice cone and accumulates huge potential energy!

Or in other words, the long sword in his hand!

Buzzing——Behind Ian, the fairy wings moved rapidly, making him faster, and with the help of this rapid momentum, the lightning-like blade slid an arc, stabbing at Baron Ryan's left eye. go!

"You kid..."

The baron shattered the ice pick at this moment, but his strength was not too old. He was about to raise the armor-piercing long awl in his hand and smash the cold light sword in Ian's hand with pure strength.

But as soon as he raised his hand, he suddenly realized that his reaction was half a beat slow - the blizzard field formed by the smashed ice cone did not have no effect on him, but it was subtle and unpreparable!

But even so, he still forcibly mobilized the source quality in his body, and a warm and intimate power from nowhere allowed him to successfully extract more source quality, driving the speed in his hands even faster !

It's the kids! The baron's heart was full of warm emotions, it was the children who were helping him refine more source quality!

The long awl met the long sword and blocked it, but it was different from the man's expectation, Ian's source quality burst forth again, and the second round of arc-light sword blade slashed at the trajectory again.

But he has no one to help refine the source quality? !

Bang bang bang bang bang! In the blink of an eye, Ian and the baron faced off with fifteen swords, and the surrounding blizzard field was also shaken away from the shock wave, like a white mist swept away by a strong wind.

Unexpectedly, it was Baron Ryan who was exhausted.

At this moment, most of the rock armor on the man's hands has been broken, and there are several wounds on his arm that should be bleeding but are sealed by ice. Dead silence, full of exhaustion and overwhelm, as if the fibers inside were on the verge of breaking and could no longer shrink.

The psionic arm on his left hand is even more illusory and hazy, and the psionic energy that the children helped him gather has been exhausted.

——What's going on, why can't I hold on first? !

This is a joint effort between me and the children. The sublimators at the peak of the second energy level can't compare with us in consumption. How can this kid still hold on? !

A thought flashed through, but Baron Ryan heard a crash that made him ecstatic.

Clang! ! !

Amidst the too crisp sound of the blade breaking, the cold light sword in Ian's hand was finally broken by his armor-piercing long awl!

——Now, chase!

Thinking of this, the baron let out a roar, and the last source of energy burst out, causing the armor-piercing long awl to stab forward, about to penetrate the boy's larynx and smash his entire neck!

However, just as Baron Ryan put all his strength on this killing move, another sword appeared in Ian's hand at some point.

A sword with only a hilt.

"It's time to go."

Recited softly, sharp silver halos flowed in the young man's eyes, he had already seen the last and most critical flaw.

Before the man can think clearly in the future, this sword with only a hilt turned into a long sword with a faintly dark golden edge in an instant, and then cut into the defenseless inner circle of the baron.

Kacha, the right arm holding the armor-piercing long awl tightly was cut off by the elbow, and the blood was frozen by the extremely cold blade before it could flow out.

Then, the long sword in Ian's hand suddenly disappeared again, and the empty hilt did not continue to collide with the rock armor on the baron's body, but came to the opponent's head.

The next moment, the blade appeared again, and then slashed forward.

Puff.

Because the bones were too hard, and because Ian didn't have much spare strength, Baron Ryan's neck was only cut in half.

But he had already lost all his strength, even the cold blade couldn't freeze his scalding arterial blood, causing blood mist to disperse in the air.

His body fell toward the ground below.

Ian did not pursue, but quietly watched Baron Ryan's body fall to the ground.

Then, turn your gaze to the misty darkness on the other side.

——I'm still... I haven't lost yet.

When he fell, at the blurred boundary between life and death, the man who had tried his best to fight was still thinking vaguely.

——I can't die yet...I can't...

[No, Dad]

At this moment, a voice that is different from Ira, Mo Qiu and Linda, a soft voice that seems to be non-existent said in the baron's ear: 【You have already lost】

[It's time to go]

Boom!

The baron's body fell heavily on the ground, splashing a big ball of water, and his body was quickly submerged by the returning muddy water and mud, just like the haze of death.

—I'm not dead yet!

But under the cover of such mud, Baron Ryan's dimmed blue eyes lit up again, and the brilliance of the source quality even pierced through the muddy muddy water.

And he roared in spirit.

—I can still fight!

——Next, activate the secret medicine stored in the gizzard, use the essence to connect the blood vessels and throats, and I can still burn my last life to fight for ten minutes... Absolutely, definitely can beat this young boy Get down...

[Then you will still lose, you can't win]

The voice quietly advised: [Father, do you want to abandon us and leave early...]

【If I really have to choose, I don't want to go alone and live alone in the world】

【Let's take our younger siblings to see our mother, shall we...】

"Alos...you, you came back successfully?! You can come back without sacrifice, what those mysterious freaks said is actually true..."

The baron, who had returned to the light, suddenly woke up. He called his real parent and child, the real child's name, and said unwillingly: "We have killed so many people, and we have already committed an unforgivable crime. If this is the case, then it is wrong." to the end."

"You must come back to life. If you can come back to life, you will flee as soon as you come back, and take your younger brothers and sisters back to the tribe of the mountain people. The empire can do nothing to you..."

A blue wraith appeared next to the baron's head, and there were three small spirits floating around.

The wraith still has no face, because no one knows what kind of face a young child who has died long ago will have when he grows up.

The body in the training barn is made up of the baron's three adopted sons and daughters, which is not his real appearance.

The faceless child shook his head slightly, and he and his three brothers and sisters spoke together.

[Dad, we did make big mistakes, we are all unforgivable]

The baron's eldest son said so, and Alos's voice carried a delicate echo: [So this is the end, and there is no further wrong step]

[Yes, at the end of the end, we have been wrong to the end]

Ira said so, he was still smiling: [Admit it, Dad, we have already lost, the current time is just a leeway left by that big brother who does not want to fight us to the death]

[Father, I'm tired, really tired...]

This is the voice of Mo Qiu, the voice of this child whose soul is broken is erratic: [Is there still fighting? Then I will continue to work hard, work harder...]

[Dad, let's go]

The little girl's voice is crisp, and the voice of Linda's soul is smoother and clearer than when she was still in the body: [Big brother still has real enemies to deal with, and real suffering and destiny to face, let's not go Can you bother him]

The children's voices haunted the sinful soul, dragging him slowly to death.

"I...I don't deserve to die like this...I am a sinful lord..."

Is about to step into the deepest and darkest abyss, but the man seems to wake up from a nightmare, before his eyes flashed one death after another, in front of his eyes, in his hands, in the silent basement, under his touch The other side of the untouchable valley...

A rain, a heavy rain that never stops falling on his soul.

Everyone stared at him indifferently in the rain, with hatred and despair.

"I didn't do anything, I didn't resurrect my child, I killed the child I got again, I killed so many people, but everything failed..."

The lord of Laianland, the executioner, the murderer, the unforgiving man, wailed and uttered to himself in pain: "I should be judged...I should be cut into pieces...Why am I alive, I should have died a long time ago..."

"I am the worst... father..."

Only four spirits surround his vanished life, the vanished soul.

【Father, we are all the worst children, the worst sinners】

[But only the last point, only this point]

【For us, just for us】

[You are absolutely not]

In extreme pain and despair, Baron Ryan stopped breathing.

And Ian, who landed slowly on the ground, ignored the five faint blue soul lights that were gradually dissipating by themselves.

For the living, the greatest punishment is death, and they are already dead, so it is meaningless to do more.

Not to mention...

There are real enemies

The boy turned his head and looked at the deep darkness at the end of the valley.

Under his staring gaze, a pitch-black figure stepped out of it. The black smooth armor was not so much armor as it was some kind of alien carapace, with an intangible and mysterious atmosphere.

The mysterious man in black came here at the very end. He stared at Ian quietly, then turned his head to look at Baron Ryan's body not far away, and the dissipated clusters. soul.

"There is no way to judge you now."

Ian's voice was calm and soft, without the slightest trace of anger. Amidst the noise of the rain, it was even difficult for everyone to hear except the boy himself.

But he still said it lightly, with a sigh of regret, and certainty: "But I know."

"It's you who really deserve to be shredded into pieces."

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