Silent Crown Chapter 808: The end of the hero

The Battle of Tianmen Pass.

It is impossible for Ye Qingxuan to feel such a big shock.

In fact, the entire Aurora may be able to observe the terrifying vibration from Tianmenguan.

As early as when all the enchantments and concordance were activated at Tianmen Pass, he felt the ether fluctuations coming from there, thousands of them, with the aura of war.

Bai Heng came too fast.

After mobilizing the elite, two days and one night of rush marches appeared outside Tianmen Pass, like following Ye Qingxuan's footsteps.

After Ye Qingxuan came to Aurora, he seemed to have become a crow, wherever he went, he would take the disaster wherever he went... Even if he is not far involved in those disputes, there is still no way to escape,

From the beginning to the present, Ye Qingxuan can see clearly through the sword of the New Testament.

For a moment, he wanted to make a move to avoid all this, but he was rejected by Mr. Hu's eyes looking behind him.

On that night, Mr. Hu could have spoken.

As long as he speaks, Ye Qingxuan will stay at Tianmen Pass. As long as Ye Qingxuan is there, under the blessing of Nothing Land, whether it is a hundred thousand army and two hundred thousand, it is just a number.

Two people work together, no matter how many musicians they come, they are not opponents.

The gate of heaven is forever.

But he didn't say anything.

He didn't want to let himself stay, nor did he want to involve himself in this place, and he didn't even say anything to Ye Qingxuan for help in the end.

He only hopes to leave here with Bai Xi.

This is not his homeland, nor his country, and all disputes have nothing to do with him.

He has no obligation and no excuse to intervene in this war that does not belong to him.

If someone is destined to make sacrifices for this country, then the heroes only need to be one.

On the road for two days, Ye Qingxuan rode his horse and galloped all the way. Now the walls of the imperial capital are already in sight, but it is difficult to move forward.

As if sensing his hesitation, the hero far away at Tianmenguan looked back and showed him a grand smile.

Don't wait, Ye Qingxuan.

What are you still hesitating?

Isn’t there something to do?

The person you want to take away at all costs is in the city in front of you. Isn’t that good?

—Goodbye.

This is the final farewell. He smiled and turned around, rushing towards the hero's end.

"Well, goodbye."

Ye Qingxuan nodded sadly, staring at his back, watching the end of the hero.

Outside Tianmen Pass, flames rose into the sky.

As if to completely ignite the dead and cold world.

The hero is burning and roaring.

Endless light and heat burst out from his body, forming a brilliant sun wheel above the sky, sprinkling majestic light, igniting the earth and sky, and awakening the embers buried in the heart of the earth.

Under the pointed end of the sword of the final sword, angry lava gushes out from the earth's crust, swept through it, and with the attraction of heavy weapons, entangled on the emptiness field, forming like The brilliant flames of the star core.

Along with the 100,000 catties of inhuman force smashing down, the terrifying light of the star burst spreads!

Engulf the sky, cover the earth, dispel all the bitter cold and silence, throw everything into the cruel furnace, re-forge, and ignite the fire.

The end of the rebellion!

The shadow of the young child was turbulent, and under the frontal bombardment, the element of punishment trembled frantically, and cracks appeared and fell apart.

After abandoning a quarter of myself, the other three swords joined forces to attack, cutting off an arm from Mr. Hu’s body. The etherified blood burned and poured into the weapon in his hand, spraying it in the heat On the lava, the fierce might of the flame swelled.

"A world where nothing exists-is this what you crave?"

Mr. Hu laughed and stepped forward to meet Yuan Changqing's phantom: "I don't know how to live and die! What problem can pure destruction solve? There is only eternal emptiness!"

The scorching sun was waved by his arm, there was thunder, it was the loud noise of the world breaking.

The shock of horror burst out, causing cracks to appear in the realm of death.

The swords of death and end screamed, intertwined, almost frantically besieging Mr. Hu's phantom.

Outside of the realm, the patrons who had been relieved after Yuan Changqing's death became solemn again.

For Yuan, the power of natural disasters is nothing, and it is not that they have not been killed. Although the inhuman strength of one hundred and eight thousand catties is terrible, how has the divine weapon destroyed by Yuan's sword been less?

Up to now, the battle is no longer a pure competition of strength and quality. In this frantic battle between the two sides, they burn themselves and climb endlessly, and their strength is skyrocketing every minute and every second.

At this moment, what dominates the battle is the obsession passed down from generation to generation, the duel between hero and death, fifteen years of pain and twenty years of waiting, determination and desire, sacrifice and madness...

If there is a soul, then it is the fight of the soul at this moment. The undead who burn themselves into flames use the earth as a duel field, giving up their lives and forgetting their deaths, immersed in the terrifying battle.

Can't stand by and watch anymore, even if it is eroded and affected by the elements of the Sword of the End, the monster must be completely solved here.

Along with the howling of the candle dragon, the Jiuyin Pool skyrocketed and boiled again, a torrent of tsunami swept out, and along with the twelve wheels, the evil spirits of Jiu Cao Yinsi emerged.

The Huanghuang Tiangong cave opened, countless giant spirits swelled, and along with the pale face of the grandson Jigui, the divine endowment was completed, and the transformation of the eight hundred spirit officers and the three thousand heavenly army was completed.

Followed by the lock of heaven, thunder oscillated in the drum, thousands of thunder and lightning turned into chains, shrouded the sky and the earth, tightly bound to the earth, ultraviolet light inside, restricting Mr. Hu's music theory.

In an instant, the burning hero was penetrated by the sword of the end.

Between the dark world, only hoarse laughter sounded.

"Nine Yin Pond? It has been raising Yin beasts and ghosts for three hundred years, with the wind and thunder and lightning, and suffering day by day, so wandering between people and ghosts, can you get longevity? Candle dragon? Just guard the corpse and ghost, go and rest! "

He raised his eyes in the dark sea abyss, and the flames of the scorching sun burst out, like a burning iron falling into the pool water, and the dark beasts wailed and roared and quickly evaporated.

"Tie the immortal lock? In charge of the punishment of the sky, overlooking the mortal dust, life and death... Can you restrain the hearts of the people? The catastrophe? It is just a pile of broken copper and iron, let go!!"

Beng Beng Beng!

With the hero's roar, countless thunder and lightning burst, wailing under the horror sweep of 100,000 catties, and dissipated in the sky.

"The Imperial Palace? Hundreds of years of watching the Datong, the wolf's ambition, everyone knows... Can you get closer to the emperor's domain? What is the point of being a spiritual officer and a heavenly soldier if you don't care for the people's livelihood and do not observe the suffering?!

——Jumping beam clown, go off! ! ! "

Boom!

The palace trembles, the hero moves forward, the raging flames sway, and the burning weapons swept across, crushing the heavens, destroying the Yuque palace, the eight hundred spiritual officials, and the three thousand heavenly army, but the chickens and dogs!

"Wait, nothing more?!"

From the collapsed heavenly palace, the burning hero slowly walked out, covered in blood and mutilated body, facing the sword of the end, smashing the power above the mortal and the imagination!

Boom! boom! boom!

Under the impact of terror, the flames shot, extinguished, mass spread, and disappeared.

Under the layers of constraints, in the core of the field of nothingness, a very small and very fine "darkness" emerges-that is the core of the super-mass tidal brake valve, which will only appear when the stars are annihilated. The image of the riot.

It is like the soul hidden in the deepest part of the material after the endless mass has evaporated.

The smallest and smallest ‘star wreck’ created by humans in the past is a matter of mere magnificence. Like the soul of the dead, it greedily swallows everything in the material world all the time, and even the light can't escape its restraint and pull.

Along with the hero's full urging, that extremely small point expanded rapidly, but under the small base, after swelling dozens of times, it was still no different from the original.

The only thing that changes is its own weight.

If it was originally a height that humans could not imagine, then it has now risen to the limit that the material world can accommodate. Even the sea of ​​ether is distorted under that terrifying gravity, forming a closed ring. Countless torrents of ether turned into torrents in the warped space, and the burning glow attached to the terrifying power, forming an impact that could tear everything apart.

Immediately afterwards, with the hero's roar, that slender point was lifted high, and with the restraint of the force field, it swung forward!

That is...

——The stars are falling!

After an instant, the loud whine of heaven and earth spread to all directions.

The hurricane that was enough to make the mountains turbulent swept forward, turned the gate of heaven into turmoil like a hut, and caused the forwards of the princes coalition forces to be blown away in a flash, and countless people's bones were broken and turned into flesh under the pressure of the wind.

Immediately afterwards, the earth was like waves, and the frantic aftermath swept all around, causing a collapse that was almost catastrophic.

With a single blow, the ground, which is a thousand miles in radius, was instantly shorter by a few meters.

And bear the brunt. Under the bombardment of the star skeletal, the three surviving sword blades burst into tears, cut forward, and cracks emerged, one after another, and in the end, they fell apart completely.

Only one handle is left with cracks.

Along with the complete destruction of the four major elements, punish, slaughter, and sink, all the power is concentrated on the last blade, causing that skeletal sword to burst into the stars.

Even the power of destruction is integrated into the destruction it represents!

The closer to destruction, the stronger the power it represents.

Where does the four swords of the real end sword need four?

Just one handle is enough!

One sword is enough to kill everything!

This is the final step. In the fierce fight, that erratic and illusory blade inherited all the elements, and the final reality of itself was wiped out.

The only thing left between the sky and the earth is the wound like a crack.

The trauma of the world.

The final battle kicked off.

-

Thousands of miles away, on top of the broken hills, black steel rises overhead.

Thousands of miles away from the main formation, there was a hidden troop staying where Ye Qingxuan fell. Instead of following the allied forces of the princes and marching towards the Gate of Heaven, they stayed in place. With the help of the musicians, the soil was exhausted. For Taiwan, the soil has become a mountain, and after days of processing of changing movements, it has become an iron mountain.

The top of the Tieshan Mountain was carefully cut to the level, without a slight error, the four corners were driven into expansion screws made of alloy.

Immediately afterwards, a heavy and complicated iron frame was constructed.

From start to finish, all the equipment, all the objects, and all the assembly were done by the man named Jiuying. Even if he had taken off his shirt, he was still sweating hot and sweaty.

Corresponding to it, the expression is indifferent like steel from beginning to end.

In the end, two huge iron boxes were opened, and the heavy steel lying in the black wool and chemical fiber that was not a product of this era was lifted, and a heavy part with the thickness of an ordinary person’s waist was installed on it. Above the structure, along with the crazy vibration of the earth, the surrounding hydraulic valves creaked.

However, after several weight reductions, the huge creation that resembles a siege hammer at the top maintains an absolute level.

Along with the twisting of the scale, the top of the'siege hammer', the opening with only the thickness of the thumb facing the Tianmenguan, thousands of miles away, aimed at the battlefield.

"Are you ready? It looks like I am late."

The long overdue Bai Heng climbed onto the platform, holding the old scroll in his hand, and looking in the direction of Jiuying: "There is still a little time, do you need a rest?"

Jiuying shook his head silently, and got into the gap between the steel pillar and the iron frame, on the chair directly below the siege hammer.

Immediately afterwards, he opened his hair to reveal the alchemy matrix extending from the back of the neck to the limbs along the spine. With the activation of the circuit, a layer of iron white was plated on the bronze skin.

He seems to be a whole person and steel in one body, but he has not gained strength. Instead, he has lost his agility. He is struggling to move. Only a few parts of his shoulders, wrists and five fingers can move.

This is definitely a failed transformation, but to be able to make mistakes to such a subtle level, I can only say... deliberately.

Along with the completion of his ironization, on top of the siege hammer, the iron brackets opened and the partitions were lowered, almost covering his half of the body.

A faint light illuminates inside the partition, illuminating his lower jaw, seeming to enjoy this stiffness. He moves his five fingers slowly, feeling the stability brought about by the excessive stiffness.

Hold your breath.

After the pulse is gone, the whole person seems to have become a piece of iron.

Only the five fingers slightly moved the handle on the armrest, and with the movement of the handle, the angle of the'siege hammer' also subtly changed under the movement of the iron frame.

"Did it start so soon? I haven't rested yet."

Bai Heng sighed and looked down at the scroll in his hand: "Speaking of which, it's the first time to use it, wait for me to see..."

Speaking, he opened the scroll, skipped the weird name of the "Operation Manual of Orion Beta Deep Sampler" on the cover, and looked directly at the detailed text behind.

While comparing the above operation method, he pressed the button on the siege hammer a little rusty.

"Let me see, what is this red one? Well, real-time wind speed correction...and distance correction...Where are the temperature difference and air pressure? Let me see...oh, here, do you want to correct the humidity? Forget it, fix it... well, there is also ballistic correction..."

Along with the end of the one-by-one link, the light on the ‘Siege Hammer’ was lit up little by little, until at the end, it made a numbing icy beeping sound.

Preheating is complete.

Bai Heng opened the last box, took a bit of effort to lift a box with the size of a human head, staggered towards the weird object hanging on the iron frame, and finally, stepped on the ladder and filled it in Go in the groove. Along with the movement of the hub, it sank into the core of pitch-black steel, and was never seen again.

The icy cold air flowed from the places that seemed to be vents, turning the high platform into an absolutely cold cellar, but the strands of it made people shiver.

With the completion of the final preparations, Jiu Ying's fingers trembled slightly, seemingly agitated, his whole body tense, and his thumb rubbed the top of the handle, the red button.

"Slower and steady."

Bai Heng bent down and patted his arm, "This is Bai's last collection of celestial beings. There is no second time."

Speaking, he squinted his eyes and looked at Tianmen Pass thousands of miles away. Through the storm and the blazing light, he seemed to be able to see the heroic fighting in it.

"Jiuying, I feel honored." He whispered softly: "After the third dragon slaying, this is the last of the Bai family's survivors. It should be used on these heroes."

In the dead silence, there is no sound of breathing, only the deep echo of the hurricane from afar.

Bai Heng peeped into the mirror image that magnified the scene thousands of miles away to the smallest detail, staring at the burning figure stubbornly.

In the mirrored shadow, a red frame the size of a thumb moved quickly, chasing the unobstructed figure, enclosing the shadow in it, and made a sharp sound.

Bai Heng took a deep breath.

The storm set off from Tianmen Pass slowly spread from a distance, like a giant roaring on the ground. Countless sand and dust stirred in it, forming a turbulent sandstorm, and the sound of the wind roared like iron.

Bai Heng narrowed his eyes.

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

At that moment, a crisp voice sounded.

That is the echo of the machine spring when the activated button is pressed down.

The roar of the storm, the sound of breathing, the whine of the earth, the echo of the sky...all the sounds seem to have disappeared.

In the cold silence, there was only a muffled sound.

It's like pulling out the cork of red wine.

A ray of light gushes out from the opening, rushing to the distance~IndoMTL.com~ and is submerged in the hurricane and sandstorm.

In the next instant, the hurricane burst, the white waves extended in all directions, and the gray-black sandstorm was cruelly cut into two pieces, like a torn cloth, making the chaotic sound of a pan boiling.

The cold is no longer, and the terrifying heat is released from the siege hammer, burning crimson in a flash, as if a melting pot of **** is brewing. A few feet of fire gushed from the exhaust port, licking the ground.

The siege hammer turned on and threw out the iron box that Bai Heng had tried so hard to fill in, but most of its weight had disappeared without a trace, as if it had been taken away by an invisible palm.

Only an empty red box was tumbling on the ground, and finally melted in the tongue of fire, giving off a stench.

In the terrifyingly high temperature, Bai Heng covered his mouth and nose, did not leave, but still stared at the half-melted screen. Snow flickered on the screen, faintly reflecting the figure falling from the sky.

At that moment, the ‘light’ gathered in a single line penetrated thousands of miles of wind and dust, wherever it passed, everything fell apart under the impact, and the terrifying pressure left straight ravines and depressions on the ground.

Only an instant, tearing apart the world created by the sword of the end, piercing through, whizzing past, smashing through the wall of Tianmenguan, and then slanting through it, flying past the other end of the city. It shattered the sky and disappeared into the darkness of the universe.

The roar of the hero stopped abruptly.

In the dead silence, there is only the dull echo of the mutilated body falling on the ground.

On the broken head, the outline of the past can be vaguely seen.

Staring blankly at the sky with one eye.

No more smiles.

He is dead.

The belated roar echoed and dissipated into the empty world.

For a long time, for a long time...

Ye Qingxuan's hoarse roar sounded.

"——Bai Heng!!!!!!"