Blasphemy: 1 Dead End Complete
No one knows how long the Coliseum has been idle. It may be hundreds of years, or it may be thousands of years.
The reason why it is called the Colosseum is because the fighting area is extremely vast. In fact, the circumference of this battle site is dozens of kilometers.
The Arena is actually a small natural plain. Surrounding the small plain, there are more than ten peaks standing high, and these peaks are the auditorium of the large arena.
There is always only one audience member at each seat.
When the Coliseum was at its most prosperous, every seat had an owner. But now, there are only five spectators sitting around Ruoda's arena, and it is no longer as prosperous as before.
In the center of the large arena, there is a tall and lonely figure. It should have been the owner of the sixth mountain, the ninth knight Heinrich. But today, he is a fighter in the big arena.
There is not a single undead creature within a thousand miles.
This is the grand arena of the world of death, a grand arena that only belongs to the king.
Heinrich stood quietly in the center of the arena, like a lifeless statue. The ghost war horse under his crotch spurted out a faint gray mist from its nostrils from time to time. The iron hooves of the ordinary ghost war horse could not be seen at the ends of the four hooves, but only four clouds that were too thick to dissolve.
The mental fluctuations of the kings came and went in the sky above the great arena. They have received Fengyue's response.
Feng Yue is flying towards the grand arena from a very far distance. Even though her speed is recognized as the fastest in the world of death, without the help of teleportation, it will still take a long time to get here.
However, what the world of death does not lack most is time.
Compared with the long lives of kings, the period of waiting for Fengyue is just a drop in the ocean. They have enough patience.
"I don't know when it will be until the auditorium here will be full again!" The fire of wisdom has the longest life among all kings, and its mental fluctuations also carry the unique desolation of time.
"One seat has already lost its owner, and two more seats will be available soon..." The Dragon of the Abyss sighed.
Heinrich said: "The Soul Demon Hector does not have a strong body. He should have been torn apart by the storm of space at this moment."
"Dear Heinrich, there is still some time before Fengyue arrives. Are you really unable to control your power?? After all, I am the most suitable opponent for Fengyue." A strange voice sounded.
Heinrich said calmly: "In the world of death, existence or destruction is meaningless. Although the power of our death knights grows quickly, once it grows, it cannot be reversed. This time during a trip to a different space , I have to improve my strength. In a hundred or two hundred years at most, I will have to go to the king's graveyard. Dear Bone Emperor, I thank you for your kindness, but please don't worry, maybe in a few hundred years In time, the Tenth Knight will appear."
The Bone Emperor sighed and said: "Dear Ninth Knight, our relationship has only lasted more than seven hundred years, which is too short."
"Dear kings, I think this solution is inappropriate." The Black Warrior Emperor suddenly spoke, "Now that we have the last bit of time, why not find another solution? At such a high price, just It’s to eliminate Fengyue, I don’t think this is a wise move.”
"Feng Yue must be eliminated!" Lich Elgra said categorically: "Dear Black Warrior Emperor, your history as king is too short, and you don't understand why we would rather pay such a price to eliminate Feng Yue. This is not because she has offended us, and even her behavior of ignoring the First Law is not the main reason. The most important reason is because she is an alien among kings, and her existence will endanger the entire world of death."
"The wise Elgra is right," Wisdom Fire spoke again: "Feng Yue has a power that does not belong to the world of death at all. It is a power that once made us tremble deeply. We must not allow this This kind of power exists in the world of death, not to mention that the master of the power has become so powerful. I thought about it for a long time and tried to rediscover the memories from tens of thousands of years ago. All I can say is that Fengyue is very likely to die because of that power. Power is naturally hostile to us. Her power is growing so rapidly. Maybe in less than a hundred years, she will turn from the hunted to the hunter. Now is the best time to destroy her, and perhaps, the only one. Timing."
The Black Warrior Emperor sighed heavily and said: "Dear Fire of Wisdom, I respect your wisdom, although I do not agree with your judgment."
The Grand Arena fell silent once again.
I don’t know how long it took, but the seemingly eternal lead clouds in the sky suddenly moved, and the Arena woke up from its deep sleep again.
There seemed to be a faint white light flashing between heaven and earth, and the wind and moon fell from the sky, landing in the center of the grand arena.
The armor leaves of the demon lotus opened one by one like petals, and a pair of white wings stretched out behind Feng Yue, and finally proudly unfolded in the strong wind of the alien world.
In the leaden world of death, these white wings looked so dazzling.
The eyes of the demon mask slowly opened, and there was indescribable arrogance in the flowing silver halo.
Fengyue's silver eyes slowly swept across the five peaks, and finally landed on the ninth knight Heinrich.
"Is it you?" Feng Yue asked coldly.
Heinrich replied: "That's me."
Feng Yue frowned slightly and said coldly: "What a strange decision. How sure are you of defeating me?"
"Only half."
Feng Yue's eyes turned cold, and she grabbed the void with her right hand, and the death sickle appeared in her hand.
She pointed her death scythe diagonally at the ground behind her, stretched out her left hand towards Heinrich, and said calmly: "Bring the coordinates."
Heinrich's right hand, covered with thick armor, turned into a disembodied shadow. He took out a small ball of nearly transparent light from his chest and flicked it toward Feng Yue.
Feng Yue closed the five fingers of her left hand and gently crushed the ball of light.
"I guarantee in the name of the kings of the Death World that this is the only coordinate leading to that world, and we will never enter that world again to attack the person who took away Elgra's Dark Dragon. "Heinrich said.
Feng Yue said coldly: "Very good, let's get started!"
The five peaks were lit up one after another, and the surging power couldn't help but pour out from the bodies of the kings, it was endless and endless!
Five different colors of flames ignited on the mountain peak. These flames complemented each other and illuminated the entire arena.
The power of the kings extended in the air, and finally met in the sky in the center of the grand arena. In the blink of an eye, an invisible force field enveloped the entire arena!
In the blink of an eye, a faint light blue light filled the sky, replacing the original five-color flames, illuminating the grand arena.
Heinrich looked up at the light blue sky, slightly lost in thought, and said: "I really don't know when such a sky will appear in our world!"
After sighing, Heinrich put down the visor of his helmet, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a three-meter-long terrifying double-edged sword appeared in his hand!
This giant sword is inlaid with a blood-red gem the size of a fist close to the hilt. The first half of the sword is a sharp blade, and the second half is a row of huge saw teeth.
This terrifying giant sword was as light as nothing in Heinrich's hand. The ninth knight's wrist shook slightly, and hundreds of sword shadows flashed in the air. A light blue flame first ignited on the giant sword, and then spread to the ninth knight. In the blink of an eye, a fierce column of blue flames shot up into the sky from Heinrich!
The ghost bone horse under the Ninth Knight's crotch seemed to be burned by flames, its eyes turned blood red, and it began to roar. Its empty four hooves paved restlessly in the air.
Purple electric fire also rose from Feng Yue's Death Scythe, and her power was still increasing.
Under the canopy supported by the five kings, Feng Yue and Heinrich can fight with all their strength without worrying about attracting the heavenly hunters.
The whole earth was trembling slightly, and fine sand and gravel began to float into the air.
The eyes of the ghost war horse were so red that they were about to bleed. It suddenly looked up to the sky and hissed. An invisible shock wave spread, and the sand and gravel floating in the air were shattered into stone powder by the shock wave.
Feng Yue was a little surprised. She had never thought that Heinrich's ghost horse had such power. It seems that this battle may not be as equally won or lost as she expected.
If Gregory were here, he would have to howl the Ninth Knight again to fight two against one, right? But the power of the bone dragon is really far behind the Ninth Knight's ghost horse.
If Rogge were here, that would be more like it...
Feng Yue suppressed her slightly confused thoughts, the silver light in her eyes became colder and colder, and her body suddenly trembled slightly.
Without waiting for Heinrich's order, the ghost war horse jumped forward and appeared dozens of meters in the air in an instant!
The huge death scythe appeared strangely and passed by Heinrich's original position silently.
And Fengyue's figure still stood proudly in the air hundreds of meters away.
The next moment, Fengyue's figure suddenly shattered and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
As soon as Fengyue disappeared, Heinrich also moved. The figure of the ninth knight stretched out tens of meters strangely, and then he stabbed the empty space below the ghost horse with a backhand sword.
The Death Scythe silently passed by Heinrich's original position once again, and the tip of the ninth knight's sword suddenly passed through Feng Yue's chest!
However, Fengyue's figure turned into nothingness again, and what the ninth knight stabbed was just a shadow.
This is an extremely strange battle.
Feng Yue and Heinrich seemed to be fighting on their own terms, one sword in the east and one in the west, seemingly completely unrelated. The Ninth Knight can still leave traces of movement, and Feng Yue seems to be completely separated from the Death Scythe. His figure keeps flashing in various places, while the Death Scythe seems to have spirituality, flickering in and out, chasing after itself. Cutting down the Ninth Knight.
At this point in the battle, the two kings were just testing each other.
The kings were watching the duel quietly, and there was no mental fluctuation in the sky at all.
Feng Yue and Heinrich suddenly stopped and faced each other in the air again.
The ghost war horse sprayed out two clouds of gray mist from its nose, roared, stamped its hooves, and rushed towards Fengyue! The flames in Heinrich's eyes shone, and the green flames on the giant sword flashed. A long trail trailed behind him.
Feng Yue stood quietly.
Heinrich shouted loudly, and suddenly swung his giant sword, slashing towards Feng Yue from bottom to top! The power of this sword was so great that the recoil of the sword alone made the ghost war horse unable to do anything but My hooves are plowing in vain, but I can’t make any progress!
Silver light flashed in Feng Yue's eyes, and the death scythe fell like lightning, clashing with the Ninth Knight's giant sword!
The Death Scythe and the Great Sword approached silently...
A small ball of extremely dazzling light suddenly appeared in the center of the arena!
This ball of light turned into a small sun in the blink of an eye, rising slowly in the large arena.
Then the sky and the earth suddenly darkened, and a giant tornado suddenly appeared. The top of the tornado suddenly hit the light blue sky, erupting into a rolling cloud of smoke that was several kilometers in radius.
A variety of sounds beyond imagination filled the entire arena in the next moment. These sound waves that could drive people crazy intertwined and echoed for a long time before gradually falling silent.
The smoke dispersed, and Feng Yue and the Ninth Knight faced each other from a distance, as if they had not moved at all.
But a huge gap of more than a foot was opened in Heinrich's giant sword, and the gap was almost half of the entire sword. As for Feng Yue's Death Scythe, most of the blade has completely disappeared!
Fengyue began to slowly dance the death scythe, and everything in the surrounding space seemed to gather towards the blade of the death scythe, and then continued to collapse, shrink, and become darker.
After a while, Feng Yue's dance changed from rapid to slow, seeming to be getting more and more strenuous.
The Death Scythe has a new huge blade. The blade flickered and appeared like a shadow.
All kings know how terrifying the Death Scythe is now. This shadow is made up of countless collapsed spaces, enough to cut through any hard material.
Mental fluctuations carrying uneasy emotions began to appear in the sky again. The kings were asking each other, has Feng Yue mastered this level of attack skills?
The giant sword in Heinrich's hand suddenly shattered, and each fragment turned into a ball of blue flames, and then rebuilt into a completely disembodied flame giant sword. The ghost horse began to spray out large clouds of thick fog from its mouth, and the figure of the ninth knight gradually fell into the thick fog.
Occasionally, gravel will fall from the sky. These gravels were swept into the sky by the storm caused by Heinrich and Feng Yue's attack.
Occasionally a piece of gravel would skim the edge of the thick fog where Heinrich was hiding.
All the parts of the gravel that were submerged in the mist disappeared, and the fracture was as smooth as a mirror, as if it had been cut by the sharpest blade.
In the blink of an eye, the fog had spread to a radius of tens of meters, and then it stopped expanding and just rolled endlessly in place...
The decisive battle between the two kings has only now officially begun.
Feng Yue's hand tightened, and she suddenly stopped dancing with the death sickle! She let out a clear whistle and fell into the thick fog in the blink of an eye!
The dense fog first shrank, and then suddenly exploded! Small clouds of smoke flew everywhere, and if they landed on the ground, they would erode a bottomless hole in the ground.
In the blink of an eye, Fengyue let out another clear whistle and flew out of the fog. She looked slightly embarrassed. Most of the ribbons dancing around the demon lotus were missing. The upright demon lotus armor leaves no longer had graceful lines. Their tips seemed to have been corroded by something, and the sharp corners became An irregular blunt shape.
The terrifying fog gradually dissipated.
Only a small group of weak cyan flames remain in the Ninth Knight's flaming giant sword. There are more than ten slash marks on the armor that shines with a faint cyan light, and the ponytail of the ghost horse is also missing. But it seems that he is still a little more calm than Feng Yue.
Heinrich snorted, the green flames on the giant sword reignited, and the ghost horse once again sprayed out thick mist. In the blink of an eye, another thick fog rolled ferociously in the air.
Feng Yue rushed into the thick fog again with a milky white flame trail...
This time it was an earth-shattering explosion!
Feng Yue's figure was helplessly thrown out of the fireworks, tumbling in the air and flying hundreds of meters before barely settling down. The ribbon of the demon lotus has completely disappeared, and the protruding part of the nail leaf seems to have been melted. There were also some burnt marks on the edges of a pair of wings.
Heinrich slid back dozens of meters in the air and stabilized his body. Half of his helmet was missing, and there were more than ten irregular holes on his body.
In the moment of desperate struggle, Fengyue couldn't help but shoot out the space fragments condensed on the death scythe. The sharpness of these fragments was unparalleled. Even Heinrich couldn't bear it and could only try his best to dodge. But there were too many space debris, and more than ten fragments still shot through his powerful body.
The limbs of the ghost war horse were also severed by Feng Yue. Although it can still fly in the air, its flexibility is far less than before. When the war horse's blood-red eyes looked at Feng Yue again, there was a hint of fear.
Heinrich roared wildly, and the flaming giant sword returned to its original state again. The ghost war horse panted sharply and sprayed thick mist with all its strength. Not long after, the thick fog appeared in the arena again.
And Fengyue's right hand holding the knife had a faint tremor. The kings have all seen that a ray of golden blood is sliding down the handle of the death sickle.
Amidst the clear whistle, Fengyue plunged into the thick fog again!
The thick fog dispersed and gathered again, gathered and dispersed again. Although it is getting thinner and thinner, it is still extremely tenacious and reborn again and again.
Faced with Heinrich's dense fog and flaming giant sword that combined both offense and defense, Fengyue's speed advantage was completely unable to be used. She could only rely on her unparalleled melee attack power and ingenious use of power to fight head-on with the Ninth Knight. However, Fengyue's time as king was too short. Compared with Heinrich, who had experienced thousands of years, she was still far inferior in strength. Although Heinrich suffered a small loss in every battle, Fengyue's disadvantage became more and more obvious after each battle of attrition.
It’s just her proud heart that has never wavered.
After taking a short breath, Fengyue still rushed into the thick fog like wind and thunder!
This time she stayed in the fog for an especially long time...
There was another violent explosion, but this time the storm was no longer as powerful as it was when the war started.
Heinrich fell out of the thick fog and fell heavily to the ground. The green armor on his body has completely disappeared. There are dozens of piercing wounds on his strong gray-black body, and a faint smoke is constantly coming out. The giant sword in his hand only had a hilt left, and no trace of green flame could be seen at all.
Following it, the ghost war horse also fell from the thick fog. While it was still in the air, it hissed sadly, and the remaining body suddenly broke into dozens of pieces, falling to the ground one after another. In the blink of an eye, It turned into strange gray and black stones.
Feng Yue's body was once again thrown out of the thick fog. This time, she was accompanied by, in addition to the death scythe that was broken into several pieces, there was also a cloud of white feathers flying in the sky and a golden thread that suddenly appeared in the sky. Rain...
The demon lotus suddenly exploded into pieces. The petite body under the gray robe carried a beauty and fragility that did not belong to the world of death. It seemed to have no weight at all, floating in the air and slowly falling.
The silky black hair was messed up by the wind...
Just like, fallen leaves.
Bah!
The tea cup in Rogge's hand was suddenly crushed to pieces, and the hot tea splashed all over Hughes opposite him and Froya next to him. Only Aisilote behind him was not affected.
"I miss you so much, fat man! Why did you suddenly..." Froya's chest was full of tea and broken porcelain. She was ashamed, angry, and heartbroken about the precious tea leaves, and she couldn't help but burst out.
But as soon as she screamed ~IndoMTL.com~, she stopped, and her green eyes looked at Rogge's hand in surprise.
A wisp of blood was leaking out from between his clenched fingers. It was obvious that the broken porcelain had cut his palm, but he was completely unaware of it.
Roger's gun is extremely powerful. If he wants to resist, as long as he strengthens his gun slightly, let alone a small piece of porcelain, even if Froya cuts him with a knife, he may not be able to cut his skin. .
"Oh my god, what's wrong with you?" Froya was shocked, and hurriedly grabbed Rogge's hand, trying to pull away his clenched fingers. But with her strength, how could she pull it away? In the blink of an eye, her bare hands were stained with Rogge's blood.
Roger woke up with horror. He slowly opened his hand, and his palm was a **** mess.
Froya summoned a water ball and washed away the blood. She ignored the overflowing blood and picked out broken pieces of porcelain from Rogge's flesh while saying anxiously: "Damn fat man, what's wrong with you? ?"
"Yeah, what's wrong with me?" Rogge murmured.
His hands were shaking uncontrollably, and he felt an irresistible chill overflowing bit by bit from the depths of his heart.