Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 1882: Trial
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Ofascius let go and attacked wildly.
The arbiter is like a knife in his hand, a sword weighing more than a sword. His combat skills are not gorgeous, he even looks rough, but simple and rude. Every sword cut and went straight to the point, there was no extra action at all, giving people a sense of cleanliness. Such combat skills, if placed on ordinary powerhouses, at most they will earn a reputation for their skill. It can be placed on Ofascius, and every sword has the power to open the sky and the earth, so it can't be ignored.
The Twilight Son has dual wielded two sharp blades, dancing a sword shadow to resist Ofascism’s slightly awkward attack. The aftermath of the collision of the two forces cut thick and long cracks on the ground. . The wasteland quickly became fragmented in their hands, and the ground was scattered, sometimes falling as much as several meters.
The two fought and left, and they were gone in a blink of an eye.
Allen could only keep up from mid-air. He actually understood Ofascism's intentions. Although the King of Justice took the most aggressive posture, he still did not destroy the confidence of the Twilight Son in the end, so he came out and took the lead. The intention is to consume the power of the Twilight Son, and to make Allen familiar with his combat tactics as much as possible. Fortunately, after taking over, the battle is finalized!
Although the two of them are fighting vigorously now, they have shattered dozens of kilometers of wasteland in the blink of an eye. But Allen knew that the two were still tempting each other, watching Orfascius seem to have the upper hand, but the Son of Twilight did not appear to be defeated. Both of the popular games were perfect, and it is still too early to tell the outcome.
During the battle, Ofascius smashed the double-edged blades of the Twilight Son, raised his thick feet and propped it on his chest, and the latter retreated thousands of meters like a cannonball. Ofasis squinted his eyes. He knew that his foot would never hold the Twilight Son so far. This guy tried to stretch the distance with his power, then reorganized his formation and made a comeback.
The strong fight, sometimes very similar to the two armies. It's just that the former is a one-on-one battle, while the latter is a one-on-one battle. But the form is different, but the content is the same. Regardless of whether the strong fight or the two armies confront each other, they all pay attention to one-on-one effort, relying on a breath of energy to rush to kill the enemy. If this breath disappears, then take another breath, it will not be as vigorous as before.
So the Twilight Son chose to retreat and choose to stretch away, firstly to regain his position, and secondly to drag Ofascism's spirit.
How can Ofascius do what he wants?
The King of Justice roared and stepped on the ground with his golden feet. The ground sank suddenly, a large stone of more than ten square meters arched up behind him, and Ofascius disappeared in place. When the ripples left by him broke through the air, the arched boulder suddenly exploded, and the stone rain was flying.
Ofascius flew almost close to the ground.
The Twilight Son raised his sword and pointed forward, and a faint yellow light flashed around him one after another, and then shot the sharp blade away, pulling out countless rays of light to shoot Ofascius. At this moment Ofascius actually laughed. He opened his hands and exposed all his vital parts to the wave of sword rain in front of him. The Twilight Son raised his eyebrows, and the sword pointed at Orfascius slightly lifted, so the rain of swords spread, passing around Orfascius, leaving only negligible injuries on his hands and feet.
Finally, he has not found the perfect solution to Orfasis's "together". The son of the twilight can only let go of this opportunity, but Ofasis took the opportunity to speed up and pierced the enemy's chest with a sword. The two swords of the Twilight Son crossed down the grid, trying to suppress Orfascism's sword power. When the three swords collided, the arbitrator sank slightly. Orfascius snorted and kicked the front of the sword, so he changed the front stabbing to the top, and shook the two swords of the Twilight Son, making the door open. Orfasis stopped abruptly, lowered his center of gravity, supported his feet and stabbed with a sword. The Twilight Son released his swords, slapped his hands on the blade of the Arbiter, and pushed his feet back, trying to block Orfascism.
Ofascius held the sword in both hands instead of holding it alone, while pressing the hilt with the other hand, he suddenly exerted force.
Suddenly, the son of Dusk was pushed back and plowed back, and his feet split two cracks on the ground, extending straight forward.
In front of them, a small town vaguely appeared.
It's noon, the people in the small town are the same as usual. After lunch, they go to bed and take a lunch break. An old man was sitting lazily basking in the sun in the bell tower of the town. Suddenly the big clock behind him buzzed and vibrated. The old man was startled and thought it was an earthquake. Then he felt a whirl of heaven and earth, he looked up and saw from a distance a mass of hustle and bustle on the wasteland outside the town. The old man rang the bell quickly, awakening the residents of the town.
"What happened?" The captain of the town guard ran to the bell tower and shouted.
The old man lay on the fence of the clock tower and pointed to the outside of the town and said: "Outside, something is coming outside!"
"What are you talking about, Gran? I can't hear you clearly."
Before the captain could react, the old man's eyes had already shot fear. Because in just a few words of their words, the hustle and bustle has reached the entrance of the town, and then broke into the town. I felt a huge impact head-on, and the old man had been knocked to the ground, and then the world in his eyes revolved. It was originally the clock tower leaning and collapsing in the passing dust. As for the captain downstairs, he flew out, and when he landed on the ground, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
The hustle and bustle hit the street in the center of the town before it stopped. The dust billowed away, and the frightened people rushed to the street first and saw two figures appearing in the dust. One is black armor and black clothes, and the other is golden armor. It's not the Son of Twilight or Orfascism who else.
The Twilight Son finally successfully stopped Orfascius. He suddenly released the hand holding the huge sword. He turned around and swiped the sword with a punch and hit Orfascius’ face. The King of Justice flew upside down. Crashed into a pub. The tavern fell apart with a bang, and the people inside immediately screamed and cried. The Twilight Son looked around and laughed: "It seems that Allen’s reminder does not work. Look at these idiots, what value is immortality. They are just some rubbish, and my job is to help the universe. Cleaning up the trash, I really don’t understand why you guys are so desperate to stop me."
Said and waved his hands left and right.
Hundreds of dim lights flashed between the hands, and a round of light rose up in the center of the town. In the light, the outline of the human body suddenly misplaced, and then fell apart like a broken puppet. When the light disappeared, the buildings on both sides of the street had been razed to the ground, and the residents of the town became scattered corpses, and the streets were stained red with blood.
A little girl survived the disaster. She stared at her father who had been cut apart by her side in a daze, not knowing what had happened.
The Twilight Son looked at her, raised his hand, and a ray of light popped up.
Suddenly a golden light crossed in front of the little girl, and Ofascius cut the light off with a sword. He looked at the Twilight Son and said angrily: "Asshole, don't even let a kid go!"
"You don’t claim to be the King of Justice. In my opinion, I am much more just than you. At least in my eyes, there is no difference in life between old and young, noble and inferior. They are all **** to be cleaned up. "The Twilight Son laughed.
"Shut up, you bastard!" Ofascius' figure flashed forward and cut away with a sword.
The Twilight Son supports the sword with both hands.
Ofascius just pushed him into the ruins of the house on the other side of the street. The two quickly went away, crossed the town, and broke out from the west side of the town.
Into town and out of town.
It's just that this town has become history between this entry and exit, and very few people have survived.
People were in the air, and Allen glanced at the town and sighed slightly. He had warned these people, but unfortunately, they turned a deaf ear to the warning. At this time, another light burst out on the wasteland outside the town. Allen looked up, and Ofascius and the Twilight Son were fighting together again.
This battle is different from before. Orfascism’s attack was still majestic, but the Twilight Son no longer resisted the attack of the King of Justice. He wandered around Orfascius, stabs east and west, seemingly out of order. But for some reason, Ofascist's aura like a rainbow seemed to be held down by an invisible hand, no longer blooming, and even the attack gradually became unsmooth.
The bystander is clear, Allen can see clearly. The Twilight Son’s seemingly aimless attack, but every sword pierced the node where Ofascism’s momentum flowed, so he constrained Ofascius in subtle ways, as if using an invisible thread to gradually take the King of Justice Get tangled up. At this time, the Twilight Son was like a web-weaving spider, weaving a large web to wrap Orfascius.
Allen was about to remind the King of Justice that a long roar suddenly sounded in the wilderness, and Ofascius's body was violent, and the huge sword swung out a dense shadow of the sword, like a spinning top to force the son of twilight back. He suddenly pierced the ground with a sword, and then the earth shook. The Twilight Son squinted his eyes, and suddenly raised his body, but it was not him that rushed to the sky, but the earth bulged, and he lifted him up to the sky.
What rose from the ground was a rough piece of metal.
The Twilight Son raised his eyebrows. Where did the giant metal come from under this wilderness ground? He raised his stature right now, but with this movement, he realized that his feet had been embedded in the piece of metal, and then violently stretched out the iron ropes from the surface of the metal, locking him to the piece of metal several times. On the high platform. From a distance, it looks like a execution stand, and the Son of Twilight is a prisoner tied to a high platform!
Ofascius laughed and said lightly: "It's time for the trial!"
"Really? Then, may I ask your honorable judge, do I have a chance to argue?" The Twilight Son seemed to be unaware that he was in danger, and he could still laugh.
"No, I declare that you are guilty of your crime!" Ofascius suddenly shot up to the high platform, and slashed the head of the Twilight Son with a sword.