Light Spirit Epic Chapter 2285: Interleaved Fate (5)

Chapter 2285 Staggered Fate (5)

Did that blow hit the eccentric? Arthur is not very sure, although he knows that Bedivere will not be merciful, and it should be fatal to attack people with a sword. But Arthur had tried to slash that weirdo with a sword before, but the power of the sword was always blocked by the sticky bodies of those swamp wraiths, often weakening most of them. Bedivere's sneak attack was definitely a success, but to the extent that it was successful, it was unknown that the power of that sword would be weakened by the black energy on the man's body.

Arthur saw a white figure passing by, it was Bedivere. It seems that Bedivere is also very cautious, and immediately opened the distance with a sword, and did not continue to chase the opponent, for fear of being counterattacked. And the man began to kneel on the ground in pain, as if he was severely injured, but roared even more angrily:

"Damn------"

"Damn ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Bediver's sneak attack did not weaken the eccentric, but angered the guy and made him fight back harder. A torrent of darkness poured out from between his palms, and charged towards Arthur and Hyosung with a momentum that engulfed everything.

"I can't do it." Fortunately, Hyosung had already returned to his dragon form at this time. He flapped his wings and took off, taking advantage of the air to evade a wave of attacks from his opponent.

"Damn!" Arthur didn't sit still either, grabbing Hyosung's neck with one hand to prevent himself from falling off the dragon's back, and with the other hand, he used an alchemy glove to squeeze out a big fireball of Dragon Flame's holy flame, and threw it out. The power of the fireball is huge, and it is impossible for the opponent not to guard against it. Although there is no way to actually cause any damage to the strange person, it will at least have the effect of suppressing it for one and a half seconds.

Clap! ! The big fireball of the holy flame fell on the black mud that could not be seen clearly, and the white holy flame of the fish maw and the black mud splashed everywhere. Of course, the black swamp is not a real thing, but is composed of countless swamp grievances, similar to virtual matter. Only then did Arthur think of why these swamp resentments were called swamp resentments. Thousands of them gathered into a ball and twisted in appearance, which was exactly the same as the silt in the swamp!

"Wow, super disgusting!" Hyosung was complaining, patronizing complaining but not helping.

Arthur couldn't help but rolled his eyes at Hyosung. He didn't blame anything, but focused on condensing a more powerful holy flame ball on his left hand, ready to throw it at the target on the ground. But those swamp grievances also became stronger and more crazy, and a black malevolent aura rose into the sky, like a giant hand composed of sludge, trying to touch the sky.

"Stop it." Hyosung has not attacked since just now, because he has to defend with all his strength. He also seems to know that the monster in front of him is not easy to mess with, and if he is not careful, he will be hit by that terrifying sludge. As his combat level is still immature, he really can't dodge while attacking, so he would rather give up attacking and save himself, and focus all his energy on dodging.

Whoosh! Xiashuanglong flapped its wings and floated sideways, easily dodging the attack from the ground.

But immediately, another five or six strands of black silt emerged from the ground, surrounded by flying dragons flying into the air from all directions!

"I'll figure out what to do with the one on the left, just hide the one on the right." Arthur said.

Hyosung didn't respond to Arthur, but hid to the left. And the king of knights also threw the big fireball in his hand, and the violent holy fireball hit the black sludge that was chasing, blowing those tentacle-like things into the air!

But the crazier black silt rose into the sky, and the speed was unbelievably huge, just like the anger and resentment in the eccentric person. The speed at which they came was far beyond the speed of Hyosung's flight, Arthur frowned, this person and one dragon had been completely swallowed by the darkness.

(As a result, I still fell into a snare.)

Despite being swallowed by nightmares, Arthur is exceptionally awake, knows his situation, and knows exactly what he should do.

(However, this nightmare is not without exit.)

He opened his eyes and looked around, trying to find what this nightmare could call an exit, a breaking point out of it.

Then the world began to change, and the murky darkness was replaced by a raging fire.

1406, on the outskirts of Sheffield, the burial site.

It all started with that riot and ended with that riot. Countless people died, their bodies dragged here by soldiers covered in blood and thrown into a deep pit.

That was a heavy pressure, a very heavy pressure. It was as if the weight of the whole world was on him.

It was the darkness and suffocation like the quagmire of the abyss, it was the smell of blood, it was the smell of burning corpses, the coldness of the dead body, and the gradually accumulating and shattering heat.

That is death.

That is the end of those who fail to resist fate.

The reason no longer needs to be asked, no matter why they resisted, or how they failed to get to where they are today. When man is about to die, all this becomes irrelevant. He was just resentful, extremely resentful.

Hate this world, hate this wrong era, hate this established destiny, hate everything that has ravaged them.

The heat is increasing. It was the soldiers who were gathering the corpses and setting them on fire. Hundreds, thousands, the icy corpses of the deceased once again twisted and wailed silently.

It hurts. So hot. Don't want to die. Help.

Maybe this is hell.

He didn't want to die either. But compared to the impending unavoidable death, what was more persistent in his heart at this moment was the resentment.

------In any case, let those who do all this pay the price!

------In any case, those who have the blood of today's massacre on their hands must pay their debts with blood!

------In any case, have a taste of revenge!

This is the only way to be willing to die!

"Oh, is that so?"

Just before the flames were consumed, he heard a long, dull voice.

"My name is Mobius Maiyu, the Hours of the Abyss, the Hoarder of Knowledge." The voice introduced himself, mixed with the crackling sound of the flames burning the corpse, as if from Whispers of hell.

"This intense emotion, this painful memory, this kind of resentment that is rare among human beings, please allow me to include it in the collection no matter what." The Demon Lord said.

"Make a deal with me." The evil thing from the abyss is persuading: "In this way, you may be able to fulfill your wish."

The answer is obvious, not even a choice.

He promised. He handed over his memory, the tragic memory of the entire city being slaughtered.

The flames converged beside him, turned into an infinite torrent, and was sucked into a peculiar metal book. Then this eccentric, clad in a sticky stuff of darkness, holding a book in his hand, roared among the corpses.

The wild dance of darkness, accompanied by a firestorm, spread everywhere, igniting the group of soldiers outside the pit. People screamed and ran away, only to be ruthlessly swallowed by an inexplicable darkness.

It wasn't until a long time, a long time later, that there was not even a single living person left, and the figure covered in darkness slowly crawled out of the deep pit.

Countless living became dead, a sticky, dark sludge-like substance that became one with him. He is a collection of countless living beings, and he is also a collection of countless dead souls. He is those who cry out for revenge, and he is also the object of revenge.

Since the massacre, since the appalling mass death, this nameless shadow of death has sneaked into the deepest part of the forest, deploying, plotting again, suppressing his madness on the one hand, and waiting on the other Take the chance.

A chance for revenge for the fake royal family who seized power in a coup.

Arthur opened his eyes and looked at the shadow that seemed to be very far away and also seemed to be close at hand, surrounded by flames.

"That's your story." Arthur whispered: "But I don't care."

"No matter how much resentment you have, no matter how difficult you are, I have to destroy you." The lightsaber in the hand of the King of Knights was shining.

"The undead of the past should have disappeared long ago. As long as you stand in my way, you are my enemy."

He ran towards the shadow: "So, die!!"

Wow! ! The Seraph Sacred Sword can still be swung as usual in the nightmare, slashing at the opponent. Perhaps this is not the real Seraph holy sword, and Arthur does not have a sword in his hand. He just has a stronger heart than ordinary people, and he can think of something to break the nightmare even in the middle of a nightmare!

The shadow of death didn't even have time to dodge, and forcibly ate the sword of the King of Knights. Then, the holy sword cut that shadow lazy waist in half!

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

Arthur didn't stop, and continued to dance frantically. The lightsaber slashed the opponent more and more with an amazing speed that was hard to catch up with the naked eye!

"NO!!!!!!!" The shadow of death wasn't just screaming, it was closer to a roar.

"Vengeance!------I want... revenge!!------"

It was cut to pieces, but it was still able to scream because it was its own nightmare.

"Kill all...you! Kill all...!!"

It was a scream that hovered on the edge of sobriety and madness~IndoMTL.com~, but because of the desire for revenge, it never fell into complete madness, and its power was suppressed by reason.

"You die obediently to me!!" Arthur slashed for a long time, finally locating the source of the sound from the scream. That little ball that was hidden, in the deepest depths of darkness, was almost invisible. Arthur aimed at the invisible thing, went down with a sword, and pierced it!

Clap! ! He heard a sound like shattering glass.

It was actually a hand, a stone-like hand, that hand was holding a metal book that Arthur had never seen before when it was about to shatter. The lightsaber destroyed the hand, but it passed through the book as if it had penetrated the air, until the moment Arthur touched the metal book.

AbyssalCode: Words.

------ Arthur didn't know the book's real name until he actually touched it.

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