Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 1260: The tide of turbulence
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Azerth's chest rises and falls violently, he doesn't know how to try to catch it. But the dark flame that now envelops Allen not only blocked his vision, and prevented the pupil ability from deepening, and even the dark flame would counterattack. Otherwise, he just stared at it, and his eyes would not be hot, and he almost thought he was going to be blind.
It can be said that Allen's dark fire is simply the nemesis of his pupil technique. Even in the state of the Hundred Eyes Demon costume, if the dark fire is not eliminated, he would never want to capture Alan.
At this time, Alan’s voice sounded from the dark fire: “Oh, I forgot that in this posture, the flame around me has the function of blocking the line of sight and most of the detection ability. If it blocks, you probably catch Not me? Or, I put it away?"
In the distance, Tracey said incredulously: "Crazy, right? Since there is such a convenient thing, just use it, what do you want to be fair to Blood Eye!"
Azers laughed: "Well said, would you be short-sighted?"
"Why not?" Allen said, and the soaring dark fire gradually descended and disappeared, revealing his posture in the dark fire. At this moment, Allen still hasn't retreated from the second stage of blood reversal. Even if he uses the Dark King posture, his body is still purple. As a result, it seemed that the contrast between his gray flames and the two Baidi swords became more and more intense, his eyes were gushing with the secret flames of the void, and the gray flames spurted out of his eyes. At this moment, he was like a demon!
"There is such a stupid guy, it's the first time I have met such a fool like you. Then I will accept your life unceremoniously!" Azers yelled, the scarlet source of light. Come out through the body. Many of his eyes twisted suddenly, and then only sank into his body. But Blood Eye's chest swelled sharply, and then a small seam split open, and the skin pulled up on both sides, and a huge magic pupil was turned out from the bulging flesh and blood in the chest. The pupil of this magic pupil was blood red, but the white part of the eye was completely black.
When it is opened, circles of red lines spread out from around the pupil and spread all over the other parts of the eye.
In this magic pupil, Alan's figure keeps expanding, and finally one of his faces is reflected in the pupil. Azers laughed wildly, and wanted to activate his strongest and most deadly ability. Suddenly, the raised spar on Allen's forehead lit up. A ray of gray-white flame leaped inside, instantly flooding the whole spar. In the magic eye of Azerth, the original image of Allen was replaced by the flying gray gray flames. Alan's figure gradually blurred, but the gray flames became clearer and clearer, as if there was a real flame. Burning in Azer's magic pupil.
Aizes screamed.
A wisp of gray flame bounced out of Azer's magic pupil, and the magic pupil immediately burned a thin wound. Aesath knelt down in pain and screamed: "What's the matter? ?"
"I want to kill you, I didn't have to be so troublesome." Alan raised his foot and walked towards the **** eyes, and said coldly: "But you played with my memories, so I think, since you are so proud of your pupil skills . Otherwise, wouldn’t it be more interesting to let you die under your own pupil technique?"
The wind sent his words to Trisley's ears, and the woman shuddered.
"It just so happens. I also have an ability similar to your pupil technique. It's called Destroying Gaze." Allen said indifferently, "How about it? It doesn't feel good. Destroying Gaze can cause things to collapse at the molecular level. With the increase of the second-stage inverse blood, its power should be more advanced, and surpassed the pupil technique you are good at. What do you think I did to remove the dark fire? That is to use you to perform pupil technique. The invisible connection of time will give you the power of destruction and concentration without reservation. This gift is not bad!"
Aizes raised his head and yelled, the magic pupil on his chest sprayed wisps of flames continuously. The magic pupil was collapsing, and Azerth united his eyes and wanted to use more powerful abilities. However, he did not expect that in this way, Allen could concentrate the power of destroying concentration on one point. At this moment, Azerth could almost hear the sound of his body breaking down. The Void Secret Flame that was injected into his body by Destroying Concentration was spreading, destroying all his vitality. But such a terrifying flame didn't show any signs on Azer's appearance. Azeroth's skin didn't even show signs of scorching, but his body had gradually become charred.
His eyes were flushed with blood flowing from the corners of his eyes, which matched the nickname of Blood Eye. He couldn't scream anymore, and a few wisps of flames spewed from his mouth from time to time, and Azers lowered his head to look at Alan with difficulty. He knew he was destroyed, but before he died, he could still fight.
So he got up, and suddenly rushed towards Alan, and at the same time slammed the little source power with all his strength into the secret flames of the blue fire in his body. Wanting to use the impact of two forces to produce a big explosion, pulling Allen down to hell.
Alan stopped and raised his finger. A Baidi sword immediately sprayed out grey fire and spun away. The sword split abruptly in the middle, bursting out countless gray rays of light passing through Azeroth's body instantly. Xueyan's body stiffened, and then hundreds of gray lights flickered all over his body, and his body trembled constantly with the flickering of the gray lights. Every time there is a shock, the source force in the body dissipates one point. The thousands of gray lights split by the Baidi Sword pierced his own source of power. The domineering sword intent of the Baidi Sword even wiped out his source power. The Void Secret Flame that lost its checks and balances suddenly became so powerful that it swept across every corner of Azerth's body in a blink of an eye.
At this moment, two white fires spouted from Azer's eyes, and then the Void Second Flame whizzed out from his body, forming a white pillar of fire rushing into the sky above the snowy field!
Thousands of gray lights flew back from both sides of the pillar of fire, and gathered around Allen again, forming the shape of a long sword. Allen looked at the pillar of fire and said lightly: "From today, there is no more blood eye in the wasteland."
The pillar of fire was still burning, and in the wasteland, Lucy the white devil who was drinking in the hall suddenly stood up. After he was silent for a while, he threw the spilled bottle and then laughed wildly: "No, Azer's breath is gone. What a hell, the old guy is really slaughtered, this is really explosive news."
In a gray castle built on the back of the mountain, the scale of the castle can be described as petty, it is like cutting corners. Not only is the building low, there are no wing towers on both sides, only a lonely main building. But no one dares to look down upon this gray castle, because it is the residence of a big man in the wasteland.
Bone King Zasso is a figure of the same era as Bloodeye Azers, even if there are newcomers everywhere in the wasteland, and the rise of giants. But the bone king Zasso's name still has a lot of weight, which is unmatched by Azers.
At this moment, in the tallest room of the main building, women groaned in the dim light. Zasso, the bone king, was sitting on a big chair. Two beautiful human women were pleasing him. This was Zasso's favorite entertainment. You should know that there are beautiful women of the Bar ethnic group in the great wasteland, but humans, especially human women, are pitiful. Even if it was him, there were only two human female slaves.
The female slaves used their dexterous hands and tongues to stimulate the sensitive areas of Zasso's body, and Zasso closed his eyes to enjoy the meticulous service. But suddenly his eyes widened, bone spurs popped out of his body uncontrollably, and Zasso instantly turned into a hedgehog. The poor two female slaves were stabbed into a sieve unsuspectingly. If it was normal, Zasso would definitely be heartbroken. But now he didn't notice anything, and even just hung the female slave's body on his body and headed straight to the terrace.
On the terrace outside the room, he muttered intently in the direction of Lost Realm: "What's the matter? Azeroth's breath has completely disappeared, and that slippery old guy is dead?"
"How is this possible?"
On this day, several people in the Great Wilderness have felt that Azer's breath has disappeared, and they also know that this land will soon set off a new wave of turbulence!
When the battle was over, when Alan returned to Greenlight, the people in the town looked at him differently. Especially Nick, the wicked guy's eyes glowed now, looking at Alan as if he saw some baby. He knelt down on one knee first on the long street and shouted Alan's name. Then all the other Baal people also knelt down, and only then did they express their true surrender to Allen.
Alan shook his head, and he waved to let the people go away. Back in the hotel, Lim was still indifferent, and it seemed that Alan's killing of the **** eyes Aesath didn't have much impact on her. When Alan called for food and drinks, the woman was still domineering. He stretched out his hand and said: "Your deposit is used up!"
Nick rolled his eyes and was about to jump on the chair to teach the woman who didn't know what to do. However, Allen grabbed him and took out a few green crystals and put them in Lim's big hand, before the woman left with a hum. People came in one after another in the hotel lobby, Laura walked in the front, Bai and Belmode a little behind, followed by Hubble wearing only a pair of trousers, and finally the renegade Tracey.
She pulled up a chair and sat next to Alan. She wrapped her arms around Alan’s arms. Regardless of Laura’s flaming eyes, she kissed Alan and said: "Master, the soldiers with **** eyes have already Being escorted to the mine by your army. Although I don’t like those guys, I suggest you keep them. At least, you need more men, don’t you?"
Allen took a headache from the hands of this familiar woman, and said, "I think you are more familiar with the situation in the wasteland than Nick. Tell me about it."
"Of course." Trisili leaned forward, resting her chin with her hand on the table, so that she can easily squeeze her round and full peaks into a more thrilling shape. She knows how to express herself at any time. And don't miss any opportunities.
Nick's hand shook next to him. Of course he knew that Tracey, one of the generals under the Blood Eye, knew more than himself, especially the situation of the big people in the wasteland. In case Tracey is enjoying herself by Ellen's side, his status may be in jeopardy. What's more, Tracey is not only a strong, but also a woman, a woman who is fatally alluring to men! Thinking of this, Nick's mouth was dry, but he didn't know what to say.
Trisili glanced at Nick intentionally or unintentionally, and said: "The Wasteland is a vast area, even if it is thrown into the Shadow Empire, it is quite a province. How many divide the interests of this land? An adult, Blood Eye is one of them. In addition, there are the White Devil Lucy, the Bone King Zasso, the Madman Kegasi, Doom Ririk, etc. In this, the power of Azerth can be said to be In the end, the most powerful person at the moment is the bone king Zasso. He and Azers are people of the same period, but the more they get mixed up, the more they can eat, unlike my boss, they are almost untenable on the wasteland."
"What is the strength of Azers among those people, I mean the combat power." Allen asked again.
Traceli looked at the ceiling, thought for a moment, and then said: "To be honest, Azer's power has indeed shrunk in recent years. But the strength of this old guy is still a little bit different among those big men. , That is, the Bone King and the White Devil can steadily defeat him. The remaining fanatics and doom Rerik and him are 50-50. But if Azerth uses the prosthetic eye, then the other two will only be 30%. It’s up."
"In other words, is Azer's power in the upper midstream among the big players?" Allen laughed: "That's easy."
Trisley heard something in his words and blinked and asked: "Master, how much power did you use to deal with Azers?"
Ellen smiled and did not answer her question: "Let’s talk about the big people, I want to know more."
Trisili didn't bother with her previous problems. She talked eloquently, not daring to hide her privately, and she said everything she knew. After Allen listened, he had a more intuitive understanding of the entire wasteland. Interests and forces are entangled in the great wasteland, and every big man has his own territory and base camp. For example, the base camp of Azerth is Bloodeye Town, and the bone king Zasso has designated a castle called Bone Fort and the area within a radius of ten kilometers as his forbidden area. The fallen hall of the White Devil, the wild fortress of the madman, and the Nightmare City of Doom Rlick are all the places where the talker's color has changed in the wasteland.
These people have different sources of interest. The Green Glaze Mine is not exclusive to Azeroth, but a common interest agreed upon by these big men. Among the few green crystal veins found in the Forgotten Realm, Azerth, Kegasi, and Rerik got one each. Lucy took two, and the bone king Zasso had three ore veins. From the distribution of mineral veins, we can also indirectly see the strength of each person's power.
In addition, they have another source of interest. Like Lucy, he is actually funded by the Shadow Empire behind him, and the green crystal profits obtained among a few people are the largest, and the Shadow Empire has a certain influence in the wasteland through him. As for the other people, they also have their own channels of wealth.
Finally, the relationship among these big men is also very complicated. Azeroth and Zasso seem to be in an alliance relationship, but everyone knows that the Bone King maintains Azeroth in order to prevent the White Devil from sitting. Lucy and Kegasi have jointly attacked Bloodeye Town, but they are definitely not friends. In the past few years, the two have wrestled with each other and have fought for power. I don't know how many times they have fought. On the contrary, Rerik appeared to be much lower-key. His Nightmare City seldom participated in the power struggle of the Great Wasteland, and it was one of the more mysterious and weird among the few big figures.
"This is probably what I know." Tracey glanced at Nick again and said: "Master, I use more than some people who eat dry food. If I say, this kind of rice bucket is still a kick. Forget it."
Nick's teeth are tickled with hate, and the hateful thing is that he is really useless compared to Tracey. Unexpectedly, Allen smiled and said: "Everyone in this world has their own value, even the humble little person. As long as he is given a chance, he also has the possibility of changing history."
He stood up, said "I'm going to the mine", and left the hotel.
Traceli squinted her eyes, thinking about what Alan said when she left, then stretched her waist and said: "I'll go back to the room."
Due to the arrival of Azeroth today, the mine is temporarily suspended. When Alan came, the mine was almost occupied by the flaming horns, and when he passed by, the flaming horns on both sides were lying on the ground. They dare not get up until Alan goes away. In a clearing behind the mine, Allen saw the remaining troops of Azeroth. After Azers' death, these desperadoes were finally shocked and surrendered one after another. It is also thanks to Mitinas who has been watching the battle in the town so that he can order the Flamingo and the fort to stop the attack in time, otherwise I am afraid that even these four to five hundred people will not be left.
After Allen's army launched a siege, the blood-eyed army immediately fell into a disadvantage. In particular, the saturation bombing of the rear turret made them even more desperate. After more than half of them died in the battle, even the regular army would have no morale, let alone the rabble of blood eyes.
After they surrendered, Mitinas asked the Firehorn Demon to take them all back to the mine, waiting for Allen to deal with them. As for those who died in battle, Mitinas, based on the principle of not wasting any resources, transported all the corpses back to the mine and threw them into the molten shaft. These war dead have different physical strengths, but they can provide some energy reserves for the melting well. What's more, this method of handling corpses is efficient, environmentally friendly, time-saving and labor-saving. Even Allen can't find a reason to oppose it.
When they saw the corpse of their companions being transported into the mine, the blood-eyed soldiers who survived were thankful that they had chosen to surrender. Otherwise, who knew what those monsters would do with their corpses?
Alan saw Mitinas here, and the fire of the abyss silently retreated to him, and whispered: "Your Highness, I have a suggestion?"
"What's the suggestion?"
"Although these people are not strong individuals, they are still living lives. If they are thrown into the molten shaft, we can get more energy. And the guys with good quality inside can be used as middle and high-level weapons. The medium. If you are lucky, it can even be transformed into an elite combat unit."
Allen shook his head: "No, they have another use. I can't give them to you."
Mitinas nodded: "It's all up to your Royal Highness to decide. I'm only responsible for providing suggestions."