Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 1233: The Body of the Abyss
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Looking at Alan who was wrapped in the rising fog and fire, the past is vivid.
When Alan's location coordinates were obtained from the woman, Stark believed that fate was on his side. But after a series of events, thinking about it now, there is a feeling of being lost more and more by fate. Thinking of meeting Hausen when he first arrived at the Star of Heaven, it was definitely a good start, and then it was a good opportunity to learn that Allen had gone to Blazeburg.
But at that time Tangliou also went, the emperor could hide it from anyone, but could not hide it from Stark of the same level. What's more, there were other strong people besides Tangliou under the Blaze Castle, so Stark revised the plan and attacked Tangliou instead of temporarily letting Alan go. With the character he planned and then won, such a change could not be more normal.
At that time, Stark didn't think there was anything wrong with this plan. He attacked Tangliou, helped Howson rise to power, and in turn borrowed the power of the empire to eradicate Allen. In his view at the time, this was the safest method. But if he knew the events that happened afterwards, perhaps Stark would change his previous behavior and risk attacking Allen directly under the Blaze Castle.
The things that happened afterwards made Stark lose the initiative little by little. Until now, Allen is still standing in front of him alive, and is already on the same level as him, which makes him have to believe in the power of destiny.
The invisible Weili is abandoning him, and instead chooses his brother in front of him.
This is unacceptable to Starck.
"I will fix it." Stark said in a voice he could hear.
The momentum skyrocketed.
A strong air current emerged from Stark’s feet, and then arcs of light appeared beside him. Each arc of light was a crack in space, and the breath escaping from it made no doubt about the energy contained in it. . Allen thought that his opponent was attacking, and didn't want Stark to take a breath, one of the arcs of light flashed towards him, and a flash of light flashed in Stark's eyes.
"Unexpectedly, I had to turn on the arms for you, Alan. I thought things could be easier, but you are indeed on the same level as me. I have to admit that you are a worthy person. The opponent who has gone." Another arc of light plunged into Stark's body, his aura rose again, and people descended from the ground, floating in the air. Stark opened his hand and beckoned to the arc of light thoughtfully, and more and more arcs of light continued to sink into his body: "The ancestors, the posture of the dark king...you have given me too many surprises. But this is me. People don’t like surprises, so today, I will kill you with all my strength. I am...the darling of fate!"
The whole space vibrates.
As if being cut by an invisible blade, around Stark's body, the space split up and down, and there were four huge cracks that were more than ten meters long and had a width of Mich. Looking in from the crack, it was a colorful and bizarre subspace. The subspace between the material world and the void, the source power that is filled is completely chaotic and violent, and they have no attributes at all.
No, or chaos and frenzy is the attribute of space source power. After the opening of these four huge space cracks, Stark took a deep breath, and flowed from the space cracks. The colorful source force surged out, and they floated and turned in the air like a beautiful ribbon on the same side. The front end of these light silks was submerged into Stark's body.
With a muffled bang, the clothes, armor, shoes and other foreign objects on Stark's body transmitted wisps of light from the inside. The fibers of these foreign objects are dissociating, and they fly up like thousands of butterflies, and are washed and annihilated by the constantly dissipating source force tides. After all the coat disappeared, Stark's body exposed to the air actually showed colorful and different lights. He was like a luminous human-shaped light bulb, and even every hair strand was desperately radiating strong light to the outside world.
Allen said, "Hey", in his perception, Stark has transformed into a pure energy form. After absorbing a large amount of space source power, his whole person is like a space crack.
"The body of the abyss..." Stark said. At this moment, his whole person has turned into a human-shaped light, only his eyes remain: "My body is a subspace, and this is my weapon. It is also me... …The strongest posture!"
After speaking, his whole body flickered. When he reappeared, he had already reached Allen's eyes, as if space and distance were no longer meaningful in Stark's eyes. His speed can no longer be described as fast, but is similar to teleporting. Flashing in front of Allen, Stark smashed out with a punch. The luminous fist front passed through the fog and fire, and Alan erected the Scarlet King, only to see a mocking look flashing in Stark's eyes. Then the boxer passed through the red king and reprinted it on Allen.
In the thunderous muffled noise, Allen nailed his feet into the ground, but he still slammed back with the punch.
The clamor is everywhere.
This retreat was half a meter away.
When he stopped, the corners of Allen's mouth ooze with bloodshot eyes.
Stark shook his hand, and the flames on his arm gradually disappeared.
"It turned out to be like this..." Allen wiped off the bloodshot eyes: "You transform yourself into an energy form, so tangible things can no longer hurt you. But it seems that you can't be immune to the power of origin. The impact. I’m curious, can you even be immune to them?"
He pointed towards Stark.
The two Baidi swords revolved and flew away, still in the middle, they turned into two pale flames and shot straight away.
Stark's figure flashed and appeared in the air.
Alan sneered, he already responded with action. Even if he transformed himself into a subspace energy body, Stark still did not dare to be injured by the white Emperor sword that was projected by his spirit. With a thought to Allen, the two Baidi Swords suddenly exploded and turned into billions of stars and whizzed away. In Stark's eyes, he seemed to have seen a scene of a supernova explosion. The howling star fireflies are all over the space, and he flashes several times, but still penetrates part of the fluorescent light, so Stark's human-shaped glare appears a small gap.
He snorted, and the gap was filled and healed with energy again. Stark raised his head, his figure flickered, and he kept flying towards the sky. After a few flashes, he has floated above a hundred meters in the sky. Allen raised his head to look at him, and the white fireflies flying all over the sky also flickered, looking from a distance, like a dandelion blown up by the wind.
"What is the real power of space?" Stark stretched out his hand and said, "It's not a crack in space, Allen."
He closed his palms empty, and then slowly opened them. Energy ribbons rise between the palms and rotate in opposite directions. As the energy between Stark's palms rotates faster and faster, finally a black spot appears in his palms.
"That's..." Allen narrowed his eyes.
The black spot expands rapidly, and it can be seen that it has generated a huge gravitational field, absorbing the energy dissipated from Stark's palm. When it finally stabilized, Stark had a black ball of light the size of a basketball on his chest.
"The answer is, black hole!" Stark said, "This is the real power of space, Ellen, although I don't know what your two swords are about. But even light can't escape the black hole, you Can those two swords do it?"
He raised his hand and threw the black ball of light down, and the black ball faced the white fireflies flying all over the sky. The countless white fireflies turned towards the black light as if pulled by an invisible hand. The ball floated away and was continuously sucked into Stark's small man-made black hole.
Stark let out a sneer, his figure flickering.
Allen didn't even respond. He had already been punched in the cheek, and Stark, who appeared beside him, slapped him away. He flew upside down for a hundred meters, and inserted the Chi King into the ground in mid-air before stopping himself. But when he raised his head, there was no Stark in front of him. Following a violent shock appeared behind him, Allen couldn't help but bounced into the air, but Stark leaped behind him, bent his knees and flew him to the top.
Stark let out a long laugh, and then flashed again, appearing on top of Allen's head. He raised his foot high, and a volley kick knocked Allen down again. In this way, Stark flickered and attacked frequently, so fast that Alan didn't react at all.
Another strong swing.
Alan flew back, seeing that he was about to smash into a mountain bag, but his body stopped abruptly. It turned out that the neck was pinched by a hand that radiated strong light, and the sudden pause caused a dark wound in Alan's body. Stark's eyes were full of smiles: "It's over."
There was a strong light on his palm, and a cloud of violent energy was full of vomiting.
"Really?" Allen suddenly looked down at Stark. In the raised spar between his brows, the vertical lines in the center suddenly lit up with vermilion fire. The fire light instantly filled the crystal, Stark subconsciously turned his face sideways, and a blazing red light shot out from the spar, brushing Stark's cheek and disappearing instantly.
I saw an intermittent red light on the ground. One end of the light was at Alan's brow spar, and the other end fell to the ground more than ten kilometers away.
A fireball suddenly rose, the light in the entire space became extremely dim, and the full and strong red of the fireball became the only color in this world.
Then there was an earth-shattering explosion.
When Stark turned his head, an umbrella-shaped thick cloud was slowly rising on the far ground!
"This is..." Stark looked back in surprise.
Ellen’s voice came from the fog and fire: "Don’t you want to look at my original ancestor blade? This is my original ancestor blade, devastating stare!"
Destroying gaze, the ultimate move under the Dark King's posture, the skyfire beam blasted from the diamond-shaped crystal, will cause chain destruction from the atomic level of the things it touches, even in Stark’s current energy form, Nor is it immune to the destruction caused by the destructive gaze. This ability can be regarded as an advanced version of Seed of Destruction, but its power is greater, and the conditions for activation are not as cumbersome as Seed of Destruction.
"This is the original ancestor blade?" Stark said silently: "I have never seen such an original ancestor blade!"
In the universe, there are far fewer top powerhouses who choose the route of ancestors than dominators, but Stark has also seen so many. But their original ancestor blades are some kind of weapons, unlike the Ellen original ancestor blade, which is a raised spar on the forehead.
Allen said indifferently: "You are rarely armed."
There was a red light in the fog and fire, and Stark could already feel a bit of astonishing warmth on his face. He didn't dare to neglect, and his figure flickered, letting Alan go straight into the air more than ten meters.
Under his feet, another beam of light flashed, intermittently traveling thousands of meters away, creating another wave of terrifying explosions.
Forcing Stark away, Allen thrusts Akao into the ground. Stark is in this state, and the role of the red king is extremely limited. He took out the devil's praise from his waist. Stroking the blade with one hand and wiping it forward, Alan has a long knife surrounded by black flames in his palm.
An anthem of death.
Alan opened his palm to lightly press the blade, and continuously poured the sky fire into the black blade of Death Song, so the flames scattered around the black blade quickly turned from black to red. When Alan left the long knife in the palm of his hand, in addition to its decay and alien power, the death hymn was given another layer of heavenly fire. Allen swept the blade at will, and the death hymn drew the light of the sword in the air. He squinted his eyes, and the ground under his feet suddenly sank, and Allen bounced toward Stark in the air like a cannonball.
Stark spread his hands, and there were circular ripples in the space behind him, and the ripples interlaced each other, and light spots of different sizes appeared connected. In the next moment, hundreds of beams shot out from that circular spot, and roared in the air, falling towards Allen like a kaleidoscope.
Those are naturally not ordinary light beams, but a series of spatial cracks, as long as they are rubbed by them, any matter will instantly annihilate. Alan snorted coldly, and cut out the black long blade in his hand, slashing on a beam of light that was shooting at him. The color of that beam of light dimmed quickly, its energy disappeared, and it became invisible in the mid-cavity, stark was once again taken aback.
The death hymn itself has the supernatural power to lead the demise of all things, and neither matter nor energy can be exempted. What's more, Allen also superimposed the sky fire source power on the death song, and the sky fire source power alone was enough to neutralize the power of the space cracks and smooth the cracks. Under the superposition of the two, it is normal to kill the beam with a single blow. But Allen only had a knife in his hand, but Stark's beam was hundreds of thousands.
In the brilliant rain of light, light beams constantly fell on Allen's fog and fire, and after the fog and fire were weakened, it still fell on his body. Even with the strength of the Dark King's tyrannical body, he couldn't be immune to the destructive power of the space crack, and soon Alan's body was already stained with blood.
He is like a fish going upstream, no matter how urgent the river is, he will never move forward!
Stark has serious eyes.
In that splendid river of light, the fish finally jumped out of the river.
Alan has seen Stark's figure close at hand.
Then he and Stark were separated by a crack in the space that opened suddenly, and Allen didn't even have time to react, so he got into the crack by himself.
I cast myself into the net!
The crack closed and Stark sneered. But the next moment, he couldn't laugh, and the space was distorted. It constantly bulged and expanded like a balloon, and suddenly a red light swept across it. In a series of crackling sounds, fire waves sprayed out from the cracks in the forcibly opened space. In the flames, Allen rushed out, and the death hymn drew a sharp arc of swords and slashed directly at Stark's forehead.
Stark raised his hand to catch the black knife.
Alan sneered in the fog and fire.
The death hymn suddenly changed to a sweep, and a black cloud swept across Stark's arm. A black mark that couldn't be more obvious immediately appeared on that luminous arm, which wrapped Stark like a black snake. Black Mark shook suddenly, and Stark jumped into the air with one arm, dissociating into the original source force in the air.
Alan fell to the ground, his eyes narrowed, and his gaze flicked back and forth around Stark's neck. His meaning couldn't be more obvious. Next time, the death hymn will be cut across his neck. He has proved with practical actions that the death hymn can exactly hurt Stark in this form, and Stark is also very clear about his threat.
There was a loud shout in the air.
The remaining half of Stark's arm suddenly exploded, but the exploded source force fluorescent light never dissipated, but reunited and combined to form a strip of light like a corona. Stark looked at the other arm again, and that arm swelled and deformed sharply, and also turned into a strip of light.
"As you can see, in this posture, the previous form is meaningless to me, even a kind of restraint." Stark said indifferently: "I also said before, I It is a subspace crack in itself. So Ellen, now you should understand why my posture is called the body of the abyss, right?"
When Allen just thought of a possibility, Stark’s hundred-ten light strips formed by his arms were already flying around. They were drawn or rolled like a whip, unfolding a round towards Allen. Intensive offensive.
The death hymn turned into a black ball of light in Allen's hands. The ball of light composed of the same dense blade light could block Stark's attack, but it was difficult to resist. During the battle, a strip of light quietly wrapped around Allen's feet, and suddenly when he lifted it up, Allen immediately turned to the top of his head, and the sword suddenly chaotic.
The light belt took advantage of the chaos and wrapped around the death hymn and Alan's hands and feet. They twisted Alan's body tightly like a poisonous snake and then pulled back violently.
Stark keeps expanding in Allen's eyes.
He could even see the volatile light spots in the humanoid light. The next moment, Alan had already thrown Stark into his body.
"I said, this body itself is a space crack, so you can fall into the abyss, to the depths of the subspace, which is more desperate than a black hole." Stark squinted his eyes, and the flying light beams began to close together, transforming into the shape of an arm, and then the light of his body began to dim.
He is withdrawing from the state of the body of the abyss. Once he completely withdraws, it is equivalent to closing the space crack. Then Allen can only be gradually consumed by the frantic energy storm in the subspace. At that time, Stark will be able to get the inheritance of blood.
"This is the fate that should have fallen to me." He said.
At this moment, his chest suddenly bulged, and a red light appeared quietly from the top. The light was like a wound, and a thin red flame was ejected from the wound.
Void Skyfire!
Stark's pupils dilated: "Impossible, how can you survive the space storm?"