Blasphemy: 2Broken Cocoon Complete

The world of death.

The wind that was howling all the time had stopped at some point.

The arena was already in ruins, and the entire ground seemed to have been plowed over. Wisps of light smoke emerged from the charred soil from time to time.

Deathly silence.

The sky was still shining with a soft blue light, and the kings waited patiently, because they knew that this life-and-death battle was not over yet, although the final result was already determined.

The end of the two kings is an unprecedented event in the death world for thousands of years. Before the final moment arrives, every scene is worth keeping in the deepest memory of all the kings.

The tall and strong body of the Ninth Knight stood up staggeringly again, traces of smoke overflowing from the numerous wounds on his body, his face was twisted, and smoke could not help blowing out from his mouth and nose.

Feng Yue's eyes opened again, and the silver light was still soft and clear. She slowly opened the wings on her back, and the golden blood couldn't help but overflow and drip from the feathers. Her body was trembling slightly, and the seemingly simple movement of spreading her wings brought her endless pain.

But Feng Yue still shouted coldly, rising into the sky with dripping golden blood, ready to attack the thick fog of the Ninth Knight again.

The brutal war of attrition is about to begin again.

I don’t know when this duel will end.

At the end of the duel, there will only be one result, that is, Feng Yue will die of exhaustion, and the existence of the Ninth Knight will not last longer than Feng Yue.

The blue light in the sky suddenly dimmed, and then became too bright again.

The Ninth Knight and Feng Yue were startled and stopped.

"I can't hold it anymore." The Black Warrior Emperor's mental fluctuation suddenly came over.

"The duel must be completed immediately, otherwise the heavenly hunters will be alarmed." said the fire of wisdom. He also felt a little tired, but he could still hold on.

Heinrich nodded. All the smoke returned to his body, temporarily covering the countless wounds. He held his right hand empty, and the tips of the **** of his left hand ignited green flames. With a stroke, he held a green flame sword in his hand.

Heinrich said coldly: "Fengyue, if you admit defeat now, you still have a chance to go to that world again and see him one last time. You have already lost this decisive battle."

Fengyue's silver eyes lit up and her black hair suddenly flew up. She stared at Heinrich and said word by word:

"I would rather die than lose!"

All the kings were shocked, even though they knew that Feng Yue had almost burned out the last bit of life energy, even if a miracle occurred and Feng Yue won, she would not be able to escape the fate of destruction. But deep down in the hearts of all the kings, there was a hint of fear and uneasiness.

Only the Black Warrior Emperor, who was still struggling to support the sky, stared silently, with complex eyes that seemed to be mixed with hope.

Looking at the figure dressed in gray robe, she looks slightly petite and frail.

That unyielding Fengyue...

That dreamy romantic moon...

Feng Yue slowly raised her right hand and made a fist.

A bit of milky white light appeared on the right fist, getting brighter and brighter, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a blinding light!

This milky white light made the kings very uneasy.

That is the purest divine energy!

Although all kings have their own means of resisting divine energy over the long years, kings will still instinctively feel uneasy when they see the emergence of divine energy.

In the decisive battle, the reason why Feng Yue did not use sacred energy was precisely because Heinrich's smoke could ignore the energy properties in defense.

But in this final blow, can the Ninth Knight withstand the attack of divine energy?

The two kings quickly approached...

Heinrich shouted loudly and stabbed Fengyue in the chest with the flaming sword. Feng Yue did not dodge or dodge, allowing the flaming sword to penetrate her chest and emerge from her back.

She punched Heinrich in the chest with her right hand, but Heinrich blocked his chest with his left hand. Fengyue screamed loudly and hit Heinrich's left arm hard with his right fist. With a bang, Heinrich's left arm was completely shattered! Fengyue's right fist then hit the ninth knight's chest...

The figures of the two kings passed each other.

Feng Yue was crumbling, her wings hanging softly by her side.

At this moment, the sky curtain emitted the most intense blue light like a flashback, and then the sky above the Coliseum returned to its lead color that had remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Heinrich stood firmly, turned around and walked towards Feng Yue. His pace was still steady, but his body that was originally green and black was now completely gray.

"You win." Heinrich said.

His face has now been replaced by a ball of billowing smoke, and only the outline of his features can be barely seen.

Feng Yue's body trembled, her mouth opened, and a stream of golden blood poured out.

In front of Heinrich's huge body of nearly three meters, Feng Yue looked so weak.

The Ninth Knight looked at Feng Yue who was barely holding on, laughed lowly, and said: "If it weren't for the sky being unable to hold on... Haha, of course, there is no "if" in the king's vocabulary. Since you have won, then Just do it. After you get my power, you... can do whatever you want."

Although Heinrich severely wounded Feng Yue with the last blow, his soul imprint was almost completely erased by Feng Yue's punch.

Feng Yue sighed softly, raised her right hand and inserted it into the chest of the ninth knight. When she pulled it back, there was already a small ball of cyan flame in her hand.

The light in the Ninth Knight's eyes dimmed, and his gray body gradually became hard.

A moment later, the once all-powerful Ninth Knight Heinrich, who roamed freely in countless spaces, was permanently transformed into a stone statue in the center of the arena.

The green flame slowly sank into Feng Yue's palm.

The wind began to howl again.

Feng Yue glanced at the majestic stone statue, then walked with difficulty towards the outside of the arena.

Her white bare feet stepped on the coarse gravel and gravel, and with every step forward, several drops of golden blood would fall.

To a king, a large arena with a radius of dozens of kilometers was originally like a small courtyard. But Feng Yue could only move step by step, and the arena suddenly became extremely huge.

I don’t know how much time has passed, but the petite and beautiful gray figure is still moving step by step in the arena.

The kings had already left, and apart from Fengyue, there was only the stone statue that had completely lost all signs of life in the huge arena.

Feng Yue's wings hung softly, and large swaths of golden blood had long since dried up and condensed on the wings. Unknowingly, a long feather on the tip of Feng Yue's wing trembled a few times, and seemed to have a trace of life again. It slowly stood upright, standing proudly in the wind again.

Countless spaces flew in front of Rogge.

He knew very well what kind of risks lay behind these splendid brilliance. His mental power was broken down into countless thin tentacles, testing the surrounding space one by one. It's just that no matter how much or finely his mental power is divided, it is as insignificant as a drop in the ocean compared to the endless space.

He also knows that without coordinates, it is absolutely impossible to find the location of another world in the frenzied space storm. However, Rogge would never give up without giving it a try.

The faint connection with his hometown deep in his soul jumped sharply for a few times, and Rogge could only sigh and go back dejectedly.

In the large room on the top floor of the Temple of God, Rogge was wearing a loose nightgown, sleeping comfortably on a recliner, as if he had fallen asleep under the sun.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and after a while, he gradually adapted to the bright light.

Froya sat next to him, a pair of slender hands subconsciously grabbing his arms, her sharp nails digging deeply into his flesh. Her face was pale with exhaustion, and her forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

She took a deep breath and smiled weakly: "Damn fat man, if you don't come back, I won't be able to hold on anymore!"

Looking at Froya's green eyes filled with joy, Rogge was suddenly moved and felt much more relaxed. Rogge gently stroked the sweat on her forehead. He had to admit that after rebirth, the little goblin seemed to be a completely different person, but that unpredictable, beautiful little face was still as terrifying as before.

The little goblin leaned on Rogge's arm, with a smile as bright as a flower, and said, "Do you want to take advantage of this opportunity again?"

With such a charming little fairy by his side, the depression in Rogge's heart was diluted a lot. Rogge didn't really wake up until now after feeling uneasy for no reason yesterday. He casually tore off the bandage on his right hand, looked at the dense wounds on his palm, and waved his right hand a few times, and the skin grew like new again, with no scars visible at all.

Froya's eyes suddenly lit up. She walked up to Rogge with dangerous green fire in her eyes and gritted her teeth and said: "Damn fat man, what kind of magic was that just now? Hurry up and teach me! ”

Roger was stunned. His body has been completely transformed. As his magic power increases, his regeneration ability and various resistances are constantly improving. The ability to quickly heal wounds is just one of them. This type of ability is not unique to Rogge. In terms of body recovery and regeneration ability alone, the troll is much stronger than the fat man.

Rogge said in embarrassment: "This is not magic, and it is not very useful. Why do you want to learn this?" The fat man did not have the ability to modify Froya's body.

"Damn fat man, why did you forget the good deeds you did so quickly?!"

Froya raised her head in protest. There was a very light and thin pink scar on her long and fair neck.

Roger was immediately speechless.

"In short, **** fat man, if you don't find a way to remove this scar, I will never end it with you!"

Froya grabbed Rogge's arm, and her five sharp nails stabbed his skin viciously. Of course, even the oily skin couldn't be pierced. But then five tiny electric fires lit up on her fingertips, causing Rogge to tremble.

The little goblin snorted, turned around and went out. When he came to the door, his body swayed slightly.

Roger looked at her back speechlessly. He knew that Froya was really tired just now, and she was happy, angry and scolding, but she was actually trying to show him her energy. No matter what her purpose was, at least Rogge's heart was no longer as depressed as it was then.

Rogg did not have the ability to leave his coordinates in other spaces like Fengyue. After losing the connection with the soul contract, he also lost the possibility of entering the world of death. The last time he felt inexplicably uneasy, he rushed to another world, but failed to save Fengyue who was in a desperate situation. Now he felt indescribable panic and heartache again. When he was eager to know Feng Yue's situation in the other world, he found that the mental imprint he had left on Feng Yue had completely disappeared!

No matter how he called Fengyue and Bone Dragon, he got no response at all. In desperation, Rogge determined to once again find the location of the other world from the space storm, although he knew that this was an almost impossible task. Unexpectedly, Froya offered to help him lock his position in this world and provide him with a beacon in the space storm.

Froya is skilled in the use of the 'prison in another world', and her mental power is not weak either. With her help, Rogge can stay in the space storm much longer.

It's just that Froya didn't expect Rogge to stay so long. In order to maintain this line of contact, she didn't ask Rogge to come back until she couldn't hold on any longer.

Rogg looked out the window at the picturesque scenery in the valley, feeling uneasy in his heart again.

What happened in that world?

Froya, who was exhausted, would not be able to recover for several days. Without her help, Rogge wouldn't be able to survive the space storm for long. Now Rogge already knows how dangerous the journey through space is. The fat man back then was ignorant and fearless. When he first crossed the space barrier alone, if it weren't for Feng Yue as a coordinate in another world, and Elesis in this world, she would forcibly recall his spiritual body with unparalleled magical power. , maybe he will be permanently exiled to the unknown world at that time.

The afterglow of the sunset slowly spread over the beautiful valley. Roger stood quietly in front of the window, motionless. He mulled over the source of his uneasiness. In the past, I summoned Feng Yue and Bone Dragon, but got no response many times. Why was I so uneasy this time? Are you thinking too much? Or is there another reason?

Rogg temporarily gave up the idea of ​​entering the space storm to search for other worlds. He calmed down and began to sort out all the possible clues one by one.

In the elders' courtyard not far away, Hughes was basking in the sun contentedly, with a smile on his lips. He just thought: "Being able to freely travel through space with the soul body is something that many great magisters cannot do. Of! Is this the power of 'space'? Lord God Envoy, you are really powerful..."

The world of death has almost no concept of time.

Feng Yue didn't know how much time had passed. She only knew that the edge of the grand arena that seemed to be out of reach was now right in front of her.

Unconsciously, her black hair fluttered less and less in the wind, although the howling wind was still so violent.

Now the Grand Arena has been left behind by Feng Yue.

Her black hair hung down again, and it remained motionless no matter how the strong wind blew. A pair of white wings reflected in the mirror-like black hair.

Feng Yue's wings were opening little by little, and the blackened feathers fell off one after another, and were swept away by the wind in the blink of an eye, or buried deeply under the sand and gravel.

Clumps of dazzling white fluff quietly appeared on Fengyue's wings. These fluffs couldn't help but stretch and grow until they finally stood proudly.

I don’t know when, the grand arena has been left far behind by Feng Yue.

The wings behind her were as white as new, and her snow-white bare feet were no longer stepping on the rough sand and gravel, but were walking forward slowly one foot high in the air, as if they were walking on an invisible road. walking.

The ground in front of Feng Yue suddenly surged, and a huge skeleton suddenly flew out from the ground, and was crushed into pieces by an invisible force in the blink of an eye.

Feng Yue frowned slightly, as if she was enduring something. Her knife-like lips are almost transparent, with countless colors flowing inside.

Suddenly, Fengyue opened her lips slightly and spit out a mouthful of light blue flames.

The green flames condensed in the air and never dispersed, always flying around Feng Yue, flickering brightly and dimly, constantly changing its shape, and finally condensed into a long and beautiful nail leaf. The nail leaves are covered with a jet-black luster, but there is a touch of dazzling cyan in them.

After a long time, Fengyue spurted out another ball of blue flames, and another armor leaf slowly took shape.

I don’t know how long it took, but nearly a hundred armor leaves were flying around Feng Yue.

Feng Yue's silver eyes lit up, and all the armor leaves gathered towards her. In an instant, a brand new demon lotus appeared again!

This time, the demon lotus is even more elegant. The more than ten nail leaves extending behind it are like a pair of metal wings, protecting the white wings. The entire demon lotus is covered with complex and elegant cyan patterns, which are full of mysterious atmosphere against the slowly flowing black luster.

The eyes on the demon mask suddenly opened, and a strong silver light illuminated an area of ​​more than ten meters in radius. Fengyue let out a clear whistle, and an irresistible force burst out from the demon lotus, causing smoke and dust to fly all around.

The next moment the smoke and dust dispersed.

The wind and moon stood in the sky, and there was already a huge pit with a diameter of more than ten meters on the ground. Her wings trembled and she turned into a shooting star, flying through the clouds.

Gregory lay motionless on the mountain peak, his body covered with dust and gravel. If it weren't for the crystal in the center of his forehead that occasionally flashed a blue light, he would have been a weathered giant. Skeletons.

The area around the mountain suddenly became a little strange, and all the wind stopped.

The bone dragon suddenly raised its head, and Fengyue was standing quietly in the air.

"Master..." Gregory's voice trembled.

"Master! You are so great! You are so wise! You defeated the king! Who was it that you beat?" The next moment, Grigori came to life again, howling and shouting at Feng Yue. Pounce.

Feng Yue glanced at Bone Dragon quietly.

The bone dragon suddenly lost all its strength and fell heavily to the ground. It immediately rolled and climbed up, but no matter how it flapped its four thin wings, its weak body could not fly a step away from the mountain.

"Master! You are so great. Your power has reached this level? It can be compared with the Demon Dragon Emperor!!" The overly excited Grigory tried to flatter him, regardless of the substance. Isn't it an exaggeration?

Gu Long suddenly discovered that Fengyue's body had been trembling slightly, and it immediately closed its mouth.

With every tremor of Feng Yue's body, the surrounding space would open and shrink, and surging power would flow out uncontrollably.

Even as slow as Gregory was, he felt that something was wrong.

I don’t know when the lead clouds in the sky began to gradually reveal a dark red color.

The red color is getting brighter and brighter, seeming to dye the entire alien world with a layer of burning blood.

When Gregory looked up at the sky, the thick clouds were already rolling violently, like endless burning magma hanging upside down in the sky.

The entire burning sky was like an extremely huge whirlpool, starting to spin slowly. In the center of the whirlpool is the mountain peak where Fengyue is located.

Feng Yue suddenly sighed and said: "I can't... suppress my strength anymore."

She stretched out her hand to grab it, and the death sickle wrapped with cyan patterns appeared in her hand.

Feng Yue looked at the center of the whirlpool in the sky, rising slowly.

On the other side of the endless vast alien world, the five kings gathered in Elgra's hall, silently watching the clouds of fire filling the sky. The kings knew that the catastrophe of the world of death was coming.

All the low-level undead creatures stood there blankly. They seemed to have completely forgotten to hide deeper into the ground, and just stood there stupidly, bathed in the blood-red color.

A thunderous shock!

Immediately afterwards, countless thunders began to shake the entire world of death.

Amidst the purple lightning and wild thunder, the flaming chariot burning with blazing holy fire slowly descended from the center of the whirlpool of fire clouds. The majestic celestial hunter was different from the previous times. He wore a crimson coat. The battle armor still exposed his right shoulder and most of his muscular chest. He still held the spear made of holy flames in his right hand, but this time there was a huge golden tower shield in his left hand.

Feng Yue faced the heavenly hunter fearlessly.

Compared with the four-meter-tall Celestial Patroller, Feng Yue's body appears so light and weak. But size does not mean strength. In fact, Feng Yue knew that the Heavenly Hunters could become hundreds of meters tall, although this change was completely meaningless.

Feng Yue doesn’t know why she knows this, but she just knows it.

The Heavenly Hunter looked at Feng Yue with some hesitation, especially at the white wings that were slowly flapping behind her with confusion. But when his eyes fell on the Death Scythe in Feng Yue's hand, his anger finally broke out uncontrollably.

The Celestial Patroller spread out huge wings of more than three meters across the ground, his beard spread angrily, and he roared: "Dirty creature, your power is beyond my expectation, but this is your misfortune, you are too powerful. The power of the power makes it impossible for you to escape from my eyes! Before destroying you, for the sake of the wings behind you, I will be extremely merciful and give you a chance to choose. You are **** and let my flames Will the spear pierce your soul and end your dirty existence in an instant? Or are you prepared to resist to the end and endure a long torment in the blazing holy flames of heaven?"

Feng Yue said coldly: "It's really inexplicable! Put away your ridiculous kindness! Your simple wisdom cannot understand what nobility, dignity and pride are."

She no longer paid attention to the celestial hunter, but slowly raised the Death Scythe and began to gather strength.

The Celestial Patroller roared with great rage. His roar shook the flame chariot, and hundreds of lightning **** flew out from the chariot, and then turned into endless thunder. The forest covers dozens of kilometers of ground.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Gregory flapped his wings, and a blue and black shield immediately covered his body. A thick electric pillar immediately hit its shield, knocking it off the peak. Amidst the howling of the bone dragon, thick electric fire hit it one after another until it was smashed deep into the ground.

The death sickle in Feng Yue's hand shook, and the huge blade immediately turned into a dark shadow, a shadow composed of collapsed space.

There were strange changes in the space of tens of meters around her. All the lightning passing through this area was strangely distorted, and the amplitude and direction of each lightning distortion were different.

During the decisive battle with the Ninth Knight, Feng Yue still had to slowly gather strength before she could reach the peak of her power and wield the death scythe made of space fragments. But at this moment, almost in the blink of an eye, Feng Yue's power reached its peak.

Facing the extremely powerful Celestial Patroller, Feng Yue decided to give up all skills and only use the strongest blow in exchange for a slim chance.

The anger of the Heavenly Realm Patroller could no longer be suppressed! His eyes were filled with anger, and the corners of his eyes were twitching slightly. The flame spear in his hand was raised high, facing Feng Yue from a distance. But the huge tower shield in his left hand was subconsciously protected in front of him.

The Celestial Patroller was almost furious. Not only because of Feng Yue's arrogance, but also because there was a faint uneasiness deep in his heart.

What is he afraid of? As long as he stands on the chariot of fire, he is invincible. No matter how powerful the beings in this world are, they will never survive the flames of heaven.

Feng Yue suddenly let out a long and sharp roar, and the surrounding space couldn't help but vibrate. With a vague trajectory, she slowly pressed towards the hunter in the heaven!

The Celestial Patroller could no longer control himself. He kept roaring and the huge tower shield struck the flame chariot heavily.

How dare this Fengyue, this dirty and humble creature, attack him?

How long has it been since I saw such a rude person? a thousand years? Or twenty thousand years?

There will always be powerful beings appearing in the death world, and there is not just one who is even more powerful than Feng Yue in front of him. They are always humble and cower in front of the noble celestial patrollers. They will just run away in a futile attempt to survive a little longer. Celestial Hunters enjoy this hunting game very much.

But this Fengyue dared to attack him? !Every drop of blood of the Heavenly Hunters is ten thousand times more noble than any existence in this world!

In Elgra's temple, the five kings were waiting silently, waiting for the moment when Feng Yue was destroyed. Every king's heart is very heavy. Although Fengyue is an alternative among kings, she is still a king after all, and her destruction will still make all kings feel a little sad.

From Feng Yue, the kings felt something different, something that had been almost forgotten by all the kings in the long years.

"Dear Fire of Wisdom, if all eight kings are here, how sure can we be of winning in a desperate fight with the Heavenly Hunters?"

The fire of wisdom was startled, and there was some trembling in the mental fluctuations.

It thought for a long time before saying: "It's less than 10% sure."

"In other words, we still have hope of victory?" the Black Warrior Emperor asked calmly.

"Yes." For some reason, the fire of wisdom suddenly felt that this answer was extremely heavy, so heavy that it could hardly bear it.

The Black Warrior Emperor fell silent, and the entire hall fell into deathly silence again.

All the clouds in the sky were burning, and large tracts of flames continued to fall. On the ground, countless undead creatures stood blankly. As long as they are touched by a little flame, they will burn completely and turn into ashes in the blink of an eye.

"Hahahaha!" The wild laughter of the heavenly hunters spread throughout the entire world of death!

Feng Yue glanced down with difficulty at the huge holy flame spear that penetrated her chest, feeling the blazing holy flames that were burning her soul mercilessly. And the Death Scythe in her hand now only has a small half of the handle left.

When the Death Scythe passed through the wall of holy flames surrounding the flaming chariot, the part submerged in the holy flames completely disappeared!

Feng Yue’s full blow did not enter the flame chariot at all...

The holy flame burning Feng Yue's soul became more and more powerful, and an indescribable pain hit Feng Yue's body. She trembled for a while, and the silver light in her eyes gradually dimmed.

Her last thread of consciousness broke crisply.

"What's going on?" The Heavenly Hunter roared again!

He didn't want to burn the arrogant Fengyue to death so easily, but for some reason, he couldn't control the holy flame on the spear at all.

"Such a simple destruction is really cheap for a dirty and humble creature like you!" The Heavenly Hunter was very disappointed, and he was ready to take back the flame spear.

But the flame spear didn't move at all!

A white little hand is holding the flame spear!

The demon lotus suddenly flew away.

Feng Yue's closed eyes opened again, this time there was a pair of golden cross stars in the center of the silver eyes.

"Who are you calling a dirty and humble creature..." Feng Yue's voice suddenly changed, becoming extremely arrogant, cold and angry!

Bai Shengsheng's little hand moved and he broke the flame spear into two pieces.

"Humble and ignorant things..."

The wings behind Fengyue spread out again, and this time, dozens of half-meter-long huge golden feathers emerged from the white feathers.

"Cowards who only dare to hide in the flaming chariot..."

Fengyue's snow-white bare feet stepped on the holy flames of heaven, and she boarded the flame chariot step by step! The wall of blazing holy flames automatically opened a door in front of her.

"Your existence is a shame to heaven..."

Feng Yue stretched out his bare hands, and the heavenly hunter was stunned. The huge wings behind him suddenly stretched forward and automatically fell into Feng Yue's hands.

"In the name of the angel of light, I grant you glorious destruction..."

Feng Yue opened her hands, and amidst the wild screams of the heavenly hunters, the huge wings were torn off!

The huge body of the Heavenly Hunter fell from the flame chariot, and accompanying him were two huge incomplete wings...

While still in mid-air, the body of the heavenly hunter began to burn and turned into nothingness in an instant.

The eternal ruler of the world of death finally perished completely in the flames of heaven.

The four dragon-like holy flame beasts dragging the flame chariot stirred uneasily for a while, but Feng Yue only stepped lightly on the chariot with her bare feet, and the holy flame beasts immediately became obedient and quiet. , they were trembling with fear they had never experienced before.

Feng Yue's eyes slowly swept across the land of the death world, and whispered: "It turns out to be an abandoned place..."

Her eyes suddenly fixed in the direction of Elgra Hall ~IndoMTL.com~ said coldly: "Are there already so many rebels? They can't even manage an abandoned land. What a shame. Incompetent thing! You should feel honored that I can destroy you with my own hands..."

Feng Yueqing's cold and extremely arrogant voice suddenly echoed in Elgra's hall: "Humble existences, destroy yourself! Do you still want me to do it?"

The kings were extremely shocked. They had been silently paying attention to the distant battle situation, and the sudden appearance of the huge sacred power had left them stunned. But before they could react, the newly emerged divine power actually destroyed the heavenly hunters, and the existence of the kings was discovered in the blink of an eye!

The Black Warrior Emperor stood up and said resolutely: "I'm going to block it. You should activate your magic immediately and enter deep sleep. You should still have time."

As soon as the Black Warrior Emperor reached the entrance of the hall, a sudden strong wind blew him aside. The huge body of the Dragon of the Abyss rushed out of the hall and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

The hall still echoed with the mental fluctuations of the Dragon of the Abyss: "Dear Black Warrior Emperor, your power is not enough to stop her for enough time. And you... are the last hope of the world of death."