Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 1883: Red Sun
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Alan frowned and looked at the Twilight Son on the execution platform. He knew that Orfascius had the ability to manipulate metal, but he could restrain the Twilight Son in this way? This question will soon have an answer, and Ofascius skimmed on the high platform and wiped it away with a sword. The corners of the Twilight Son’s mouth were slightly raised, and hundreds of dim yellow rays flickered on the high platform. Most of them flashed towards Orfascism. Each light was transformed by the sharp power. The Twilight Son avoided the vital points, but was aiming for accuracy. With the hands and feet of Ofascius, it seemed that he was going to cut off the limbs of the Great!
Ofascism naturally did not want to end up like this, the arbitrator danced a sword shadow in front of him, bounced off all the dim light. But seeing more than a dozen rays of light on the high platform cross the chain, the chain that locked the Twilight Son broke. The Twilight Son rushed in the air, and with one hand probed the sword shadow and pressed against Orfascius' chest. A wave of air blew up in the air, and the emperor was pushed back to the ground. The Twilight Son fell to the ground, held up his hands, surrounded by radiances, and in each radiance was a sharp blade. As he pushed forward, thousands of sharp blades roared away like a school of fish. Throwing through the air, it left slender and messy traces on the ground. Thousands of long and short openings came to the ground. With a rumbling, the ground sank and cracked, and a bottomless abyss with a width of half a meter was rapid. Appearing, spreading, and chasing Ofascism like a black dragon.
The emperor stood up suddenly, and the arbiter plunged into the ground with loud shouts, and now a giant phantom appeared behind him. The giant is quite similar to Orfascism, and it is also full of gold, with burning beard and eyebrows, but there are round spars floating behind him, and the spars are arranged in a wheel shape, slowly rotating.
The long river formed by thousands of sharp blades rushes forward, and the swords and powers are all pointed at the limbs of Orfascius. Now the purpose of the Twilight Son is very obvious. If you can't kill Orfascius, then I will break your limbs and make you lose your ability to move. How could Ofascius do as he wished, the arbitrator stubbornly, behind him, the phantom giant passed him and stood in front of him. The giant is like a mountain, even though it is just a shadow, the heavy feeling like a mountain is real. Jianhe hit it, but it was like a small stream hitting a high mountain. Even if the waves splashed, the mountain stood still!
Jianhe hit the mountain, and the blade broke every inch. The sharp blade smashed into pieces, but it was never tired of it, like a thousand horses attacking an unstoppable fortress. The striker was dead, the Chinese army arrived, and the last long dragon was damaging the city. But the city wall was smashed to the ground. The giant phantom condensed by the will of Ofascism's source of strength was weakened by two points after Jianhe hit it. Ofascius didn't care. After the defense, he naturally counterattacked.
The arbitrator bounced up, and the emperor dragged his sword fast.
The giant strode forward, not much slower than Ofascism, and followed him towards the Twilight Son.
The Twilight Son sneered, he floated up in the air, his source of strength rose, and suddenly a round of sun rose behind him. It's just that the sun condensed by the source force is not the morning sun, nor the scorching sun at noon, but it is a sunset that only appears at dusk.
The setting sun wins blood.
When the setting sun rises, it is clearly the afternoon, but the sky and the earth have become blood red, and even misty yellow halos spread all over the surroundings. Orfascius and the giant phantom crashed into the omnipresent smoke, and the golden body on the emperor's body suddenly shook, splashing out sparks, as if there were thousands of subtle to invisible objects at this moment. The blade was rubbing his side. The giant phantom was even more unbearable, but only when it crashed into the dim halo, the figure became faint by a third, and it no longer had the original heavy feeling, as if it would disappear at any time.
Ofascius stumbled on the ground and stepped on a shallow crater more than ten meters wide, and his whole body swept like a cannonball into the Twilight Son in the air. At the same time, the giant made a fist, raised his arm, bent his elbow, and then blasted his fist. The front of the fist broke through the mist that filled the sun and evening, and even wiped out the flames, so a fist burning with flames rushed to the son of the evening faster than Ofascius.
The Twilight Son moved back, immersed in the sunset behind him. The giant's fist penetrated at the same time, and suddenly a dim flame was ejected from the setting sun. The flame brushed the giant's arm, and the arm became extremely pale, and then dissipated. The flame shot the giant's body, and the giant's figure quickly faded, like an old yellow photo without any texture.
Soon, the condensed giant phantom of Orfascius disappeared under the dim flame. In the space where the flame blows, things lose their color. It took a while before returning to normal.
Allen's pupils shrank slightly, which was so close to his dusk. It's just that in terms of power and scope, it is far behind his twilight, but the essence is the same!
He was just about to remind Orfascius.
The Twilight Son had already threw out the red sun, pulled out a stream of fire and used it as a gun, and threw it at Orfascius.
The emperor hit the tip of the gun with a sword.
The sky and the earth changed color, and a faint yellow fire column soared into the sky. Apart from this pillar of fire, Allen had no other colors in the world. After a while, the light of that pillar of fire was slightly reduced, and then all kinds of messy sounds came into the eyes, and then looked at the ground below, the wasteland was burning thousands of miles away, and sparks were fluttering everywhere. The small town in the distance has completely disappeared, and the entire ground has been scraped away like three feet.
The pillar of fire did not disappear, the lower end was connected to the ground, the upper end pierced the sky, and the sky was grounded, as if it was trying to prop up the sky and the earth. The floating clouds in the high altitude were burned out in a flash, and there was no cloud for a thousand miles, the blue sky became blood red, and there was a **** scar across the sky, as if the sky had also been blasted through.
Ofascius fell to the ground, and his golden armor was covered with fine scratches, and the blade that hit the tip of the spear was half pitch black. The emperor panted, watching the son of the twilight sky walk down step by step, as if stepping on an invisible ladder, finally walked to the ground.
The red sun finally disappeared.
"Don't think that I have to come and go only with such small means as the sharp blade." The Twilight Son said lightly: "That's just the most basic use of the sharp power. As for just now, it was a little moved. Really. But it seems that you can't stand it anymore. Otherwise, let the heavenly one come?"
Ofascius grinned: "There must be a limit to underestimate people. I can't hold it just like this. How can you let me have the face to go back to see people."
The emperor’s beard and eyebrows brightened, and the body of the Twilight Son suddenly shook, and countless thin flames spurted up and down all over his body. Then his left hand sizzled, and a section of his arm was instantly withered, as if in the fire. Baked in general.
The Twilight Son frowned: "Your law of balance is sometimes quite rascal."
Ofasis laughed: "Now our injuries are equal, come again!"
So a golden light collided, and the two fought together again.
"Action, action!"
It was early in the morning, before the sun had time to rise, a well-trained army quietly surrounded the manor. A man who looked like a captain was lying in the dark and said on the walkie-talkie: "The sniper can start to act."
As soon as the voice fell, the two guards who were walking on the fence of the manor suddenly splashed a blood arrow on their heads, and they planted without a grunt, making two muffled thumps. At this time, a light was lit in the window of the main building in the manor, and the captain immediately issued the order to attack. So the heavily armed soldiers rushed over. They climbed up the wall, some of them climbed over the wall and some stayed on the wall and opened fire at the enemies pouring out from all over the manor.
Soon gunshots filled the entire manor, and the bright line of fire was so obvious under the dim light color. The space where the hot fire flow between the two sides separated, the smell of gunpowder could be smelled everywhere.
The captain is very skilled, and he also has a magic rifle in his hand, which is very powerful. He quickly rushed into the main building and led the soldiers to quickly capture the den of armed rioters.
The battle ended in half an hour.
The captain is already sitting in the garden, with a rifle next to him, smoking a cigarette.
"Our record this time is good." His adjutant came over: "Take off this stronghold and only three other armed groups are left."
"I just want to go home and hug my daughter." The captain laughed and threw a cigarette to the adjutant.
In the manor, surrendered violent bandits were taken away, and an armored vehicle was parked outside. These bandits would be escorted back to the city court for trial, and finally put into federal prison.
"I heard that the army is fighting in another place." The adjutant sat down and said in a low voice: "That is a battle related to the survival of the entire universe."
The captain shook his head: "That's too far for us. We just need to do our job well. Look, our job is to fight the rioters. As for saving the universe, I think it's up to the big guys. Come on."
The adjutant laughed: "You can't be a little ambitious."
The captain looked helpless: "I think too, but you also know, I can't even count as cannon fodder if I have this strength."
The two laughed.
After a while, the adjutant said in a deep voice: "Captain, I know you have already submitted your transfer application before, but it just failed. You still want to go, right."
The captain smoked the cigarette in one breath and threw it away: "Don't talk nonsense, it's not impossible to go in the end, you can only accept your fate. Look, the sun has risen."
They raised their heads, the sky was shining, and indeed there was a morning sun slowly rising. The captain frowned, looked up to the sky and said: "Weird, it's not east, how can there be a sun..."
"Captain, do you think the sun seems to be getting bigger and bigger?"
The captain was taken aback, and sure enough, the light in the sky gradually grew. The last beam of golden light passed across the manor and fell on the ground outside. The entire manor seemed to have been swept by a super storm, the main building collapsed, the Garden Wolf, and many gangsters and soldiers were shaken to the sky. When they fell, they vomited blood and died suddenly. The captain coughed out a mouthful of blood, reluctantly stood up, grabbed the gun and ran out of the manor. I saw a heat wave rising on the ground in the distance, and two figures were vaguely seen in the billowing smoke.
Next, a voice came from the sky: "You guys get out of here soon."
The captain raised his head and saw a figure floating in the sky. It was a young man with golden armor. A pair of golden steel wings stretched behind him, standing in the air like an ancient **** of war.