Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 1872: Destined to be brilliant

lnmao.org, the fastest update to the latest chapters on Edge of Doom!

Two lights cut through the sky.

One is pitch black and desperate, the other shines with golden light.

They fell to the ground, and the moment they collided, they aroused arrogance, fierce golden flames, and deep and gloomy black fire. When the two flames collided, there was a loud bang that passed thousands of miles, as if two giants collided together. After the sound spread for thousands of miles, the flame disappeared step by step, and the ground had already turned into a charred ground, and the surface was black crystals like glass.

From the sky, it looks like a huge black glass disk.

Alan and Frius are standing in the middle of this disc.

Since the two have fought, there are still no scars on their bodies. Even if Frius fell on top of his head by dusk, even if Allen let the space fault pull into it, they all used their bodies to declare to the world how powerful the existence on top of all beings is. Unfortunately, after experiencing the baptism of dusk and space fault, within a thousand miles of the hill of dusk, there are very few living creatures.

It's like near this disk, the land is desolate, without any audience.

"There is life and there is death."

After a moment of silence, Frios took the lead and said: "Life, death, and death is an inextricable reincarnation. Since I am sensible, I have been thinking about what death is? After I became an adult, I went to the battlefield. , I watched too much of the scene of Paoze dying beside me. At first I would feel angry for them and hate my enemies. But as I watched too much, I gradually became numb. I gradually felt that death was the same thing. Two When the eyes are closed and there is no breath, it is dead."

"What do you want to say?" Allen whispered softly, but his voice reached the Black Emperor's ears without missing a word.

Frius continued: "No matter who you are, whether you are a civilian or a high emperor, death is always an insurmountable gap that lies in front of life. I have always wanted to try to jump over that Dao gap. But when I became the supreme, the length of my life stretched to an unimaginable length, but I still couldn’t jump over it. After all, no matter how long my life is, there will always be the day when I reach the end."

"Are you afraid?" Allen asked.

"Aren't you afraid?" Frios asked back: "Imagine that when you fall into the embrace of death, those you care about can no longer give them a hug, and those things you haven't done yet become a I can never let go of regrets. Although there are few people I care about, it’s always good to be able to survive. This universe is so wide, and there are other universes after the universe. Just exploring these mysteries is enough to spend my long life. . And in this universe, I can’t find a way to jump over that gap..."

Allen said lightly: "So you have to jump out of this universe and go to other universes to find answers?"

"Yes, maybe the rules of each universe are different. What can't be done in this universe, maybe can be done in other universes." Frios said in a deep voice, "Did you never think about it?" Alan. How many twilights has our universe gone through? If the number of times is converted into time, its length should have far exceeded the limit of life at my disposal. Surprisingly, it created all of this The creator of, I am afraid that it has existed before the first cosmic twilight. I don’t know how many years. Just thinking about it has exceeded the limit of our imagination. For such a life, can you really stop it? And for me , The universe where the Creator is, may hide the rules of eternal life."

"So, I want to see that universe."

"So, don't break my good deeds." Allen shook his head: "Frios, you know humans."

"Your race, no, it can only be said to be your dominant race. Why, want to talk to me about this short-lived species?" Of course Frios knows humans, even on Agareth, there are humans. . It’s just that humans are mostly slaves in the two empires. Until Alan sat on the throne of the Demon Kingdom, the humans in the Demon Kingdom were immediately released. To cater to the ally, Duobia also improved the status of human beings. .

But for the intelligent life on the planet at the edge of the galaxy, most advanced civilizations in the universe still generally regard them as short-lived species.

There is no cryptic meaning, just like the literal meaning, human beings are a very short-lived species.

"Short-lived species...Yes, the life of ordinary humans is no more than a hundred years. A hundred years have passed. For those races in the universe that are born with long lives, we humans are like summer cicadas, almost short It’s hard to remember them." Allen said: "Even after joining the advanced warfare, humans are still hard to remember."

"But now, the entire universe should know your race. After all, there is one you among them." Frius smiled.

Allen shook his head and said, "This is not the point, Frios. Maybe many people don't realize it, including you. The origin of mankind can be traced back very briefly, from the development of stone civilization to the present cost Time is nothing at all for those planets whose dynasties are tens of thousands of years in history. Of course, even now, the overall strength of mankind is still very weak."

Frius frowned slightly: "What do you want to say?"

This sentence was originally Alan asking him, but now he asks Alan back instead. Frios, who had spoken, felt a bit like being countered by Allen.

Allen looked at him and said, "So, have you ever thought about it? But have you ever wondered why such a shallow race can occupy a place in the era of advanced warfare? The root of it lies in our Life is short. Because time is limited, we work hard. When you walk leisurely on the road of civilization, we are running. Because of shortness, we are destined to be brilliant."

"Isn't there a saying in the universe that human beings are a race that is good at creating miracles?"

"No, it’s not that we are good at creating miracles, but we are desperate to make the impossible possible. Only in this way can we catch up with your pace. This is our pride, in the eyes of many civilizations , We are primitive ignorance, we are born like summer flowers. But one day, we will transform into a life far more perfect than you think. And it is our short life that drives all this. It gives us a kind of A sense of urgency, it allows us to chase time, and ultimately...beyond time!"

Frius' pupils dilated slightly, and he felt sincerely shocked. If these words were spoken by others, the Black Emperor would only laugh. But speaking from the mouth of a supreme, then the weight is completely different. He finally grasped what Allen wanted to convey. The key to pursuing the ideal is not the length of time, but whether you have spared no effort to pursue it and whether you have exhausted every short moment in your life.

The black emperor closed his eyes and slowly nodded: "Your words are very powerful, and the things you describe are also very beautiful. I have begun to change my view of human beings. Your race may really hide those undesirable things. Known beautiful things. Just like a butterfly before spreading its wings, it is also a cocooned insect. Maybe one day, you can break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly. But Alan, yes, you almost touched me. But still. It’s a little bit..."

Frius opened his eyes again, and he stretched out his hand, a black arrogance rising from his hand. The black fire formed the form of a worm in his palm, the worm formed a cocoon, and then turned into a black butterfly. As soon as the black butterfly took off, its wings withered, lay between his palms, and once again returned to a formless black flame. Frius said solemnly: "Do you understand?"

Alan gave a wry smile: "I understand."

Then the two appeared at the center of the black disk at the same time, and the hymn of ashes and the long sword matt collided again, and countless sparks spattered between the two swords, reflecting Frius and Allen. s face.

Crack, crack, and a huge crack ran across them, dividing the disc into two. The earth parted on both sides, and flames and magma surged from the bottomless abyss below. After a while, it spewed out from the ground, stretching for thousands of miles, like a great wall of flames!

Allen and the two are in the center of the Great Wall, regardless of flames or magma, they are scattered around them. The two of them stepped on the void, but they walked flat on the ground. After the collision, they separated, wandered, slammed again, and so on. So every time it collides, an additional crack will appear on the ground. After a while, the ground rumbling and sinking in square kilometers will dig a huge hole in the ground.

Ellen felt sorry that he still couldn't persuade Frius just now. The Black Emperor finally used flames to transform butterflies, which was exactly what he told him. Even if he speaks more beautifully, it is difficult to find the rules of immortality in this universe, and he will eventually have to look for it in other universes. So the fight with him is unavoidable. Allen is not afraid of a fight, but doesn't want to waste time with Frius. It's a pity that the Black Emperor can't be touched, so no matter how unwilling he is, this battle is still imperative.

Frius's long sword was picked up, and the tip of the sword hit the ashes hymn. Allen felt like it was being provoked by a mountain, and the current person bounced into the sky uncontrollably. On the contrary, Frios floated towards the relatively flat ground on the other side, landing on the ground with his sword, and the sword pointed at Allen, who had gone away in the air. The ground trembled again, and flames wrapped in magma burst from the ground, flying up like dragons. The fire dragon rose from red to black when it rose in the air, so it looked like a black dragon from a distance soaring into the sky with great momentum.

As soon as the man spread his wings in Allen in the air, he stopped. The hymn of ashes was held high above the top, and the sword slowly sank like a mountain. There was a cloud vortex in the sky overhead, and a snow-white sword tip hung from the rotating thick cloud vortex. The sword tip was as large as a mountain, and the Baidi sword broke through the clouds.

Those flying black dragons fell down one after another as if being pressed by an invisible mountain. The Baidi sword passed between the black dragons, the black dragons disappeared, and suddenly the sky cleared a large space.

Slash the ten thousand dragons with one sword.

The tip of the white emperor sword was nailed to Frius, and the black emperor smiled faintly, turning into a black meteor and rising into the sky, facing the giant sword like a mountain!

PS: Thanks for the monthly pass just for reading, kevin_liu, Jiang Yuan and other brothers! Wish all friends who read, your future is destined to be brilliant!