Dust of History: I said I won’t let you die (Part 1)

The sword fell from the sky. The Rolander didn't move, but the sword energy he held high had already soared into the sky and entered the sky at a height of a thousand meters. When he slashed down, the loud sound of the air shattering was like a thunderbolt tearing apart the sky. The shattered air Being driven, countless tornadoes of different sizes formed around the sword qi, as if innocently smashed by this sword. Countless tornadoes of various sizes were wrapped around the sword energy, and with one strike of the sword, all the strength and spirit of Roland concentrated in the broken sky and struck down like a sharp and fierce thunder.

The sword came cracking. The people of Lancelot could no longer see. All they could see was an unprecedentedly large, unprecedentedly bright, and unprecedentedly fierce holy light cross sword that split the earth. As soon as the sword condensed, the yellow sand and the remains of the undead splashed towards both sides like sea water in the direction pointed by the sword. The lightsaber turned into a white light and pierced out. Wherever the sword passed, the ground under its sword force was completely cracked. , an almost bottomless crack extended along this straight line to the horizon, as if the whole land was pierced by this sword.

The two Janes arrived at the same time, the huge icicle behind Asa shattered, and the scattered fragments continued to shatter into powder in mid-air before they could fall down. The yellow sand on the ground and the tornado in the air just mixed together and shattered immediately, and then the shattered fragments continued to shatter. The sword force of the two swords, the sword energy, and the sword intent coincided and fell together, chopping up all the space in this posthumous space. Keep breaking and breaking...

The only thing that wasn't broken was asa. Even the ground under his feet had been shattered into countless fine particles that could hardly be broken anymore, and he just stepped on the void like this. Still walking forward step by step, but now it's not just walking, but starting to shoot.

The saber in his right hand drew a perfect circle in front of him. Then he slashed out with a horizontal knife.

This knife seemed to have missed anything, but the surrounding sword qi storm suddenly stopped.

Only Roland and Lancelot could feel that this knife cut apart the lover's joint attack. This knife doesn't have any power, what's there is just a void of nothingness, and the position of this void is exactly at the point where the strength of the two is united the strongest and the most closely. Just like the thread ends gathered by countless line segments, the densest part is also the most critical part, once the whole structure is broken, it will fall apart.

The holy light cross sword pauses for a while, and the brilliance fades for a while. But it still stabbed directly in front of Asa. Although the lightsaber composed of extremely strong fighting spirit and sword spirit no longer had the sharpest part, it was still enough to pierce any enemy. Knowing that at this time Asa's second slash was made again, it was also a light slash, and it slashed on the tip of the lightsaber.

Click. This huge lightsaber that even split the earth was completely shattered by such a knife with no power at all, compared with the sound of the lightsaber shattering. The sound of Lancelot's armor and some limbs shattering and exploding together was insignificant. He could only watch blood spurt out of his body suddenly, and he flew back backwards like a stone that had been slammed by someone.

Roland's sword hit. When Asa repelled Lancelot. Although part of him was broken, his sword energy, which was still as fierce as the thunder of the nine heavens, also hit Asa. The loud bang was not inferior to the sound of the huge soldier column hitting the ground, the ground. All the surrounding air that had just condensed was broken and shattered under this sword.

It did kill Asa. Although he turned slightly to give way to his head, the sword still slashed his shoulder, and with a ripping sound, the armor transformed from the ghost king's robe split open. The armor used by the king of the dead, known as the strongest defense, was finally broken.

But only second. All the effect of this sword on Asa's body was a crack several inches long in the armor. Under the crack, there seemed to be a bottomless black hole. No matter how fierce or fierce the sword energy was, it was like falling into the void without any response.

The surrounding ground is cracked, exhaust gas, violent air, the aftermath of this sword makes this small circle as if the world is not in the same world as him, except for the small crack on the shoulder, he and the surroundings cannot be seen at all The world has nothing to do with it.

This is the retraction of the knife that had just repelled Lancelot, and then another light knife pierced into the sword energy.

Empty. Roland, who was hundreds of meters away, only felt this way. Not only did he feel empty when he hit Asa, but now he felt that his sword energy was also empty.

With the piercing of this knife, the center of the sword energy that was originally condensed like a solid body suddenly became empty, instead of being absorbed. It's not that it was defeated, but that it suddenly became empty. Immediately, the entire sword energy began to collapse, and all the power that was originally abundant in various places accumulated and collided in the center, and then exploded out of control. This hole didn't just affect the sword energy, it reached Roland's arm in the blink of an eye, and he felt that the power contained in his flesh and bones suddenly lost control like the sword energy.

At the same time when he felt something strange, Roland dropped the sword, but he couldn't drop it, because the emptiness had already connected his hand and the sword inseparably. He roared, and with his other hand pointed like a knife, he gathered the sword energy still available in his body on his left hand and chopped it down towards his right shoulder.

The blood burst out, and Roland stumbled and flew back. The hand holding the sword was crushed together with the sword by the out-of-control sword energy.

From the beginning to the end, Asa only used the knife in his right hand to defeat the combined blows of the two strongest swordsmen in the mainland. The real weapon he had been holding in his left hand, the Black Star didn't even move.

His power is not terrifying, there is no earth-shattering trace, it can even be said that there is no power at all, some knowledge is nothing, but any earth-shattering power is so fragile in front of him, so vulnerable. Emptiness and emptiness can shatter any power under his nihilistic eyes that seem to be able to see through everything and see all laws.

Lancelot also suffered such a blow, and his injury was definitely heavier than Roland's. Because he didn't have the buffer of hundreds of meters of sword energy. Fortunately, the glorious battle armor on his body eliminated part of his strength, and when the battle armor was shattered, he changed his position slightly by virtue of countless experience of life and death, so that the out-of-control sword energy and power did not explode him into pieces. Instead, blow him up.

The right hand has been shattered together with the glorious battle armor, a small half of the bones on the body are broken, and many muscles are exploded, and the blood sprayed out in mid-air with the muscles has almost accounted for half of the body. If it weren't for the spells that Morrill gave him that also multiplied his body, he would be dead.

Seeing the uncontrollable power of the sword qi, Lancelot flew backwards like a cannonball, flying all the way to the place where he was standing just now, and landed heavily on the sand after landing at the original position of the coalition forces behind. This time, all the broken bones lying in the body pierced into the muscles, and he almost passed out from the pain.

The coalition forces have already withdrawn, and now this place is the same as other places, just empty and endless undead bones and sand. But there are still two people standing here alone.

These two people have countless **** wounds all over their bodies, and they carry shapeless weapons that have been hacked long ago. They are all one of the warriors who fought desperately and stepped on countless undead wreckages to come here. One can imagine how they shouted this **** battle with the swordsman orcs in the coalition just now. They did not go together when they retreated. They didn't take them away by force, it can only be explained that they asked to stay.

It should not be them, but them. Although the hair of these two people is messy. With the blood of himself and his comrades in the city, the wounds on his body were no less than those of any soldier on the battlefield, and the tiger's mouth with both hands holding the sword burst open due to excessive slashing. But neither the blood stains nor the wounds can hide their beautiful faces. These are two women.

The two did not stand together. From this position, it seems that they didn't even meet each other when they were fighting in the coalition forces, but as the coalition forces retreated, these two people who had a common choice stood out. But they didn't look at each other, maybe they didn't even notice each other, they just stared blankly ahead, at the place where the king of the dead appeared, seeing that the hero who saved the world turned into a demon king who destroyed the world, seeing that this was supposed to **** them All of them desperately tried to kill him.

It wasn't until Lancelot flew down that the two people reacted. The tall woman ran over and hugged Lancelot, who was covered in blood, and used white magic to heal him. Shouted loudly: "Teacher, teacher..."

With the support of white magic, Lancelot finally came to his senses. The magic Morrill used on him actually resonated with the white magic at this moment, and the sky above his body quickly recovered. But Lancelot didn't pay attention to this at all, and the knowledgeable woman asked in surprise: "Why are you here?"

"He didn't want me to come, I was the one who secretly went to the Magic Academy to sneak in among the swordsmen." Talis replied, her expression was dull and miserable. "Teacher, how did it become like this?"

Lancelot looked at another woman who came over, shook his head and sighed: "Master Mrak, did you sneak in too?"

Xiaoyi nodded slightly, her expression was similar to that of Talis, but more numb. The eyes of the two women met, and it was only at this time that they discovered each other. Without words, the same eyes and expressions had already made the two of them fully understand.

The injuries on his body were particularly severe, he had almost turned into a blood man, and there was even a deep bone wound on his face, and the opened flesh looked especially ferocious on her soft face. In fact, her strength cannot support the fight to this point, she has persisted to this point with her spirit and perseverance. But now his spirit is empty, the belief that supported her has not fallen, but has completely changed into an unbelievable and unbelievable to fill all the space, her originally so smart mind is now completely numb.

Long, boom, boom, the sound and shock came. The sound and vibration were not loud, but they reached the depths of everyone's soul. Even the two women whose hearts were completely frozen could feel their souls moving and roaring together with the sound. They looked up with Lancelot.

Asa had already stood still at this time, he finally raised the black star in his left hand, because he wanted to use it to meet the coming sun.

The white sun, the moving sun, the rushing sun, the life sun, the real sun, the sun that cannot be swallowed by any emptiness, the sun named Gru.

There was no sprinting, no flying, he just ran towards Asa step by step.

Long. Long. Long. This is his footsteps.

Without Roland's aura of chopping the sky, and Lancelot's speed of splitting the ground, he just stepped on his own steps and approached step by step. So solid, so unshakable, so shocking to all living beings, no matter the sand under their feet, wreckage, bones or cracks in the ground, or even stepping on the void above the cracks. This is the footsteps of life.

He didn't make a move while Asa repelled Lancelot and Roland. He just waited and watched until Roland and Lancelot were defeated and flew out, and Asa started again He only moves when he walks forward.

He is not going to fight, he is going to use his life to smash this emptiness into pieces. This life is so strong, so direct, so hot and so dazzling, it is a life like the sun.

Long.

Long.

Long... This is already the last step~IndoMTL.com~ He finally jumped up, clenched his fist, turned sideways, and raised his fist.

Every part of his body has been stretched to the extreme and collapsed to the extreme, like a bow, the most perfect bow. All the artifacts created, even the Phantom God Bow, can't express power, beauty, and life so perfectly without any flaws.

All the light has gathered on his fist, that is his arrow, the condensation of all power and life, bright and dazzling, the sun of life. He punches.

Asa still didn't move, still holding up the hilt of the Black Star, like a statue. An illusory statue held high the most emptiness point, and stood motionless facing the dazzling and full life that was already overflowing like the sun.

Everything stands still. There are only two points in the world, one real and one virtual, approaching, approaching, approaching...then they also stand still.

The two points did not really touch each other, the distance between the fist and the hilt of the Black Star was still a few inches, and Gru was completely still in mid-air, maintaining the force of the punch. His appearance also seemed to be a statue, corresponding to Asa's statue, and even the light on his fist seemed to be condensed into a solid, no longer dazzlingly jumping.