Demon King Priest Chapter 118: Nightmare (Part 2)
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The cold light of the sword brings a murderous aura that ignores all life. The master of the ghost sword is generally extremely miserable, and almost without exception, everything is taken away by this sword.
However, that was what they wanted, because when they summoned this sword, it meant that they had given up all hope and no longer expected to have other endings.
Taking everything of oneself as a sacrifice, turning into an evil spirit that ignores everything, this is the price of summoning the ghost sword.
The Netherworld Sword, the number one among the Ten Swords, is such a sword, born from the battlefield, an unrestricted magic sword that consumes all lives.
However, this time its opponent is the Abyss Conviction, the sword of destruction from another world, the love sword of the Golden Demon King Astaroth. Under this red and black magic sword that symbolizes destruction, even the world has been destroyed by a sword.
This is not a level contest at all. The characteristics of the ghost sword indeed give the user extraordinary swordsmanship and acquired killing intent, but in the face of the conviction of the abyss, all this has become a joke.
The whistling sound rolled up by the Dark Ghost Sword stopped abruptly at the moment when it intersects with the conviction of the abyss. The Nether Ghost Sword, powered by countless grievances, touched the abyss and condemned the guilt, and the countless resentment entwined on it. And despair was swallowed.
The magic sword full of ignorance encounters a more terrifying sword, the sword of the demon king that destroys the world and kills the gods, and the abyss is located at the highest point among the magic swords.
So, there is no suspense in the ending. The long and narrow sword body of Minggui teaches that it is broken every inch, and countless resentful souls attached to it fly out, and this unknown magic sword is completely shattered.
The fragments of the magic sword turned into white dust and scattered with the wind a little bit, and then returned together, and the restless souls in the magic sword, they were also redeemed, and there was no need to continue to hate and go frantically.
The people who died under this magic sword, the owner of this magic sword, can finally rest in peace.
"Take a good rest." Ulysses watched the restless souls free from the shackles of the cold magic sword. In fact, the conviction of the abyss can easily swallow them, but Ulysses doesn't like this way to increase strength and it is unnecessary.
The sea of darkness settled in his body, the spiral staircase that goes down infinitely, is enough for him to gain the power to change everything, without relying on the evil growth of taking the lives and souls of others.
Liu Xiaoyou, you really have become stronger. "Mila stood beside Ulysses, looking at the ghost sword that turned into ashes, unknowingly, Ulysses' figure became taller and bigger in her eyes, getting better and better, as if The overlap with a familiar and unfamiliar shadow made her feel shy and heart-warming.
"Well, huā has taken a lot of time and took a lot of wrong paths, and finally can protect Sister Mira." It is after many setbacks and confusions that Ulysses can be so confident about what he liked when he was a child. What my sister Mila said.
That faint feeling of first love is a color in his heart that can't be erased. At that time, he didn't even know how to cherish the happiness around him. The naivety why he didn't do everything around him would continue as usual.
The encounter with Lara and the sadness of losing Yulia made him mature from the original naivety, knowing his weakness and powerlessness. Sister Mila's departure made him even more aware that the world would not work for him as he imagined.
So, he made his own choices for his future. The ideals of priests are beliefs and choices, the future he chooses.
If it weren't for that wonderful summer night, his future might really have come true as he expected. It can only be said that destiny is something that even gods can't predict.
However, now he does not regret being chosen by the Book of the Devil. Just as Aiya said, maybe he is the most suitable person to be a demon king.
Because he is eager to change, to change the fate of tragedy, to change everything that shouldn't happen to make the person he likes happy.
Even if it required him to pay a huge price and sink into the deepest depths of darkness, he wouldn't have any hesitation.
"The benevolent and kind-hearted shining god, I am here to pray to you and wish you, please stretch out your hand. Human blood is flesh and blood, and bone is bone. Please use your strength to repair them A silver healing hand.” The sacred prayer recalled that in the tattered hotel, Ulysses summoned the silver healing hand to help Rasha and Angela who had suffered minor injuries. the treatment.
"Mel, this slight injury is nothing." The lovely blond princess looked at the disappeared bruise on her wrist. Obviously, she cares more about Ulysses than this one. matter.
"Ulysses, you are too careful. You are not a nanny. Anyway, your treatment is really good." Laxia moved her hands and feet and found that all her injuries were healed.
"Don't think that I'll be grateful." Angela still confronted Ulysses as always, but her slightly red face revealed some of her thoughts.
Ulysses smiled at these cute and beautiful girls, even in this nightmare disaster, they still brought a trace of warmth to his heart.
So, in order to protect this warmth, he will never choose violence to destroy the world.
For this, he must defeat this nightmare, no matter what kind of enemies are waiting for him at the end of this nightmare.
Then, he hereby declares that the battle to eliminate all the enemies in the nightmare of Sister Mila has officially begun!
Leading a team composed of Laxia, Yulia, and Mira, Ulysses walked steadily on the streets that had been turned into ruins.
In the surrounding buildings that collapsed in the earthquake, there are countless eyes staring at this human team in the dark. These long-lived creatures have a perverted desire for food because of their instincts, and the average individual strength is not high. The human beings are naturally an excellent food in their eyes.
Soon, a few eyes were severely degraded, and the insect-type creatures wrapped in icicles rushed out of the darkness. The huge arm blade stretched out with a harsh "click" sound, which made people shudder behind.
"Have you finally come out?" Ulysses smiled and looked at the group of monsters whose heads were smashed by appetite, and then gently raised his right hand.
"The sun will rise from the ground every day. Even if I am surrounded by relentless darkness and darkness, I will use my incomplete body to crush it for you."
Between waving his hands, the stars were shining, countless beautiful stars flew out from behind Ulysses, intertwined into a dance of meteors.
For these monsters, this is an out-and-out dance of death.