Silent Crown Chapter 806: Hero

In the dead silence, Yuan Changqing laughed.

"What's wrong? Have you finally recovered?"

The old man admired the tragic scars of the giant beast, and praised from his heart: "Look at this jade and stone burnt, isn't it very refreshing!"

"I just, suddenly figured it out--"

The fierce ape threw the broken sword aside, stared at the army in front of him, turned his head, and looked at the last city he was going to guard.

War, after all, is coming.

It is immortal, and after fifteen years, it will be revived again-completely burning this country that should have been destroyed long ago.

Whether it is the so-called emperor or the blood of the dragon vein.

It was a mistake to block this day, and no one knows this thing better than Mr. Hu himself.

Perhaps, fifteen years ago, he should have destroyed that thing, so that this reluctant Aurora ushered in his due end.

Let the world flood into the sky.

In this way, the teachers will not die, nor will they suffer for 15 years.

Perhaps he can choose to remain anonymous, or he can... go find the woman who is still waiting for him, and escape from here with her, and escape into the dark world.

Open up a barren land there and erect a thatched house.

In the future like that, although there will still be pain relief, compared with today's dull life, there is no doubt that it can be called ‘happy and happy’.

Perhaps... he could not force himself to be a hero.

For so many years, he has been thinking about another possibility, another life, another way to allow himself... to make up for his mistakes.

But it wasn't until this day that he realized that the mistake was already irreparable.

Fifteen years ago, when he opened the box in front of the emperor, his fate was no longer allowed to change.

He is destined to have no atonement.

You can only live with the world, bear the pain and regrets of a lifetime, and be displaced and cannot be redeemed.

But now, facing the coming war, he didn't have the pain and hesitation he expected, but felt relieved.

It's as if the prisoner ushered in the trial.

After this war, no matter which side wins, I am afraid that the old dynasty will be wiped out, right?

His westward journey ultimately failed.

I made sacrifices, lost everything, took away the truth, created Mingjun... After changing so much, there is no way to change the ending.

The pain for half a lifetime, in exchange for a futile, just like a dream.

Now, the long dream has finally awakened.

So, on the battlefield, the **** monster raised his head and faced the thousands of horses in front of him, and a smile appeared on the broken face.

Laughing so happily and cheerfully.

"Look, this is my unknown cause, the future that continues after sacrificing everything!"

Mr. Hu proudly spread his arms, showing his masterpiece to the enemies, looking down at them from top to bottom, his eyes proud: "Just as you guessed it...

It’s me who delayed this day for fifteen years! "

Elderly Sun Jigui, their expressions turned gloomy.

"The civet cat changed the prince fifteen years ago, it really is you..." His eyes were gloomy: "Is it shameless to be so complacent?"

"This is a mistake I made, but unfortunately, I am no longer ready to repent."

Facing the enemy’s location, the tragic fierce ape once again took a step and stood in front of them: "Since they are about to die, why do they be self-willed? Right?"

"..."

Eldest Sun Jigui was silent and didn't speak again.

There is no desire or idea to communicate.

Like a collision between iron and stone, the roar of killing intent was their only response. Under the seemingly turbulent horror movement of heaven and earth, there was a wanton and joyful laughter.

That is Mr. Hu.

Look up to the sky and laugh.

After being unable to mend the prison, he did not learn to forgive the past, but chose not to repent.

——I’m afraid it’s already incurable, right?

For this country that should have been destroyed long ago, the teacher and the younger brother, they are all dead, but they still haven't learned the lesson.

Still so...stupid!

Even though he has regretted it for so many years, he still wants to continue to do the wrong thing... The only thing that is gratifying is that this time he sacrificed for this.

Amidst the roar, the phantoms of countless palace cities emerged from the battlefield out of thin air, blocking him. The phantom of Jing Zhongyue stood high above the sky, casting a phantom of the sky city, sealing off the inside and outside.

Immediately afterwards, the giant spirit drew his sword and attacked the fierce ape.

The candle dragon roared, the earth broke apart, countless Yin beasts and ghosts crawled out of the darkness and gathered into a gray-black tide, rushing freely on the earth, as if the terrifying chill from under the nine shades permeated.

In the dark clouds, countless thunderbolts converged, and the thunder dragon neighed, peeking out of the clouds, and under the countless violent electric lights, there was a matrix of flashes flowing. The slender and agile angry dragons run above the sky, extend downwards, collide with each other, and arouse the roar of friction between gold and iron.

In the deepest part of the etheric realm, the huge phantom of the sky city casts a great gravitational force downwards, relying on the chain, it seems to bless the ‘weight’ of the entire sky city on it.

That is the manifestation of the Scourge from the mortal world, enough to bind the chains of the gods and the natural disasters.

In an instant, the fierce ape was shrouded by the thunder lock and bound layer by layer. Then, the phantom of Jing Zhongyue's palace quickly stared, forming a high platform of hundreds of meters. On the platform, hundreds of millions of interferences like stars burst one after another. Created a desperate situation that is tens of thousands of times higher than the black zone.

Thousands of giant spirits are pulling the lock of heaven's punishment, and pulling the ape of natural disaster to the high platform.

The tides of the evil beasts converge into a boiling ocean, with countless palms sticking out of it—those slender and weird arms are so illusory, they have no entity at all, but every time they touch them, they continue to plunder the evil apes. Strength, as if the dead longed for life.

Hanuman's phantom image collapsed every inch of the abyss, revealing the host who was heavily restrained in it.

First, tied the immortal lock, followed by Xianxiantai, then Jiuyinchi, and finally, Yuan Changqing sighed, closed his eyes, and the majestic iron armor emerged from his body, stepping on the steps, and stepping up the high platform.

Under the blessing of the city of heaven, the sword of Chunjun quickly transformed, and was covered by a scarlet that was so rich that it could not be transformed, and the world's murderous intent was gathered into the front line.

——The Dragon Slashing Sword.

"I wanted to have a big fight with you, but unfortunately, you didn't give me a chance..."

He bowed his head and looked down at the prisoner tied to the guillotine, his eyes pitying and regretful: "Is there anything else I want to say? Anything is fine, there must be a last word."

In the shackles, Mr. Hu was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked softly: "All of this I did was wrong, right?"

"Perhaps."

Yuan Changqing answered indifferently: "But in this world, who dares to say that he is right?"

"Yes."

Mr. Hu lowered his head: "No matter whether it is correct or not, someone has to do it, right? Even if there is a flood..."

"This is how we should be."

Yuan Changqing nodded, her eyes more regretful.

——So virtuous, why can't you fight him freely?

Mr. Hu didn't speak any more, just closed his eyes.

For some reason, after fifteen years, he once again remembered the face of the teacher before his death.

The old man didn't feel resentful or stunned, or even resisted.

Just looking at the blade pierced into the chest, he smiled, and then exhausted his last strength to hug him.

"Little Monkey..."

The old man who turned into a monster whispered softly, "From then on, I have worked hard for you."

This is his final goodbye.

Why didn't you understand it earlier?

"When you grow up, you will inherit me—"

That is undoubtedly the last hope that the teacher once placed on them, "You will become the people who support this country, and become the heroes far beyond me."

Yes, one day, I will die.

And you will inherit my belief, my strength and my... mistake!

Tomorrow’s you will be far better than today’s me, going beyond my limitations, facing this cruel world, choosing to maintain this evil result, or to revise it all over again.

Go to be... a hero!

"Well, leave it to me."

This is a response after fifteen years.

He murmured softly, lowering his head deeply.

Obviously he was embarrassed to such a situation, but his heart was filled with incredible joy, and he couldn't help... old tears.

Amidst the roar of the heavens and the earth, murderous intent is condensed into a single line, and the end has come.

"Farewell."

In the melody of killing, Yuan Changqing raised the Dragon Slashing Sword, and finally said goodbye: "It is my honor to be able to kill you."

Mr. Hu laughed and looked up at the sky.

"...Teacher, please look at me in the sky."

Perhaps everything I did was in vain.

Perhaps sacrificing everything, only in exchange for a mistake.

But even if so, someone must make a choice for this world.

If it is wrong, then use the new error to correct the error, and then use the error to overturn the error.

Amidst endless mistakes, life will disappear, war and peace will alternate, heroes will emerge and be overthrown, and the earth, sky, and world, everything will be changed.

But mistakes will never end, even if they are far away from ‘right’.

As long as this error is passed on, one day, we will be able to reach the right future!

This is the meaning of a hero.

"I want...

——Become a hero! "

At that moment, the deepest part of his eye pupils, the final seal-‘Tai Shang’ opened.

So, the hero of the world arrives!

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The screaming world under the Dragon Slashing Sword suddenly stagnated.

In those eyes that turned into burning gold, the trajectory of the Dragon Slashing Sword stopped abruptly.

A sharp and distant sound rang straight into the sky, followed by drums colliding with gold and iron, intertwined with a sonorous sound.

The melody that seemed to contain determination and sorrow spread to all directions, under the chain of immortals, the chain of thunder intertwined trembling violently, and could no longer suppress the terrifying force emerging in that shell.

In the Jiuyin Pond, countless darkness is boiling and screaming, and more and more fiery rays of light rise from the deepest part of the abyss, piercing the darkness like a sword, and rising into the sky.

Until the end, the ghosts and spirits of all ghosts and beasts evaporate in the scream.

In the ocean of light, countless music theories are intertwined, extending from Mr. Hu's body, and along with the flesh and blood, the alchemy matrix engraved on the bones is lit up in sections.

It is like the fire that forged heaven and earth rushing in his blood, burning his flesh and limbs, completely evaporating all mortal parts, and replacing it with a bright outline that cannot be seen directly.

This is the last masterpiece of Tai Changqing-Taishang Seal!

Take the natural disasters as the source, burn all the evil apes, and then give mortals unparalleled power and flames, use fate as a hammer and grief as a felt, and forge it into a miracle container!

A square inch in the spirit platform, seven stars in the oblique moon, countless minds flowed from the flames, and in the end, after gathering everything, forged elements that are too dazzling to be seen directly.

——'Hero'!

The hero is here.

Under the impact of the horror, the Celestial Patriarch quickly backed away with a gloomy expression, but Yuan Changqing's expression became surprised.

"Yes! This is right! This is great!"

He couldn't help laughing, ecstatic, clenching the sword of Chunjun, bathed in the high temperature enough to evaporate everything, and strode toward the enemy who was gradually rising in the flames.

The iron-like pupils are full of expectations that have long been inhumane.

"Sure enough, Bai Heng made no mistake in his promise to me! You are the opponent who can make me desperate... Come on! Come on! I have waited for this day for twenty years!"

He laughed wildly like a beast~IndoMTL.com~ The sword blade fell, tore through the thunder and fire, and broke into the flames, the sword light flowed through the eight thousand worlds between the beasts, and pierced towards the enemy.

At that moment, the bound immortal locks to pieces, the golden armor emerged from the flames, and the colorful streamer intertwined into clouds, falling from the sky.

After burning up the natural disasters and everything he had, the man who was finally able to become a hero raised his head. In his hand, the emptiness of gravity converged into a bunch and stretched forward, causing the world to distort and scream the terrifying power to sway out.

There is no music theory, no elements, no ether.

Just pure power!

Total...One hundred eighty-eight thousand six hundred and forty-one catties!

The hurricane is set off out of thin air.

The earth vibrated like water waves, and flames rose into the sky, illuminating the gloomy sky and earth.

Amid the roar, Yuan Changqing flew upside down, one arm shattered every inch, and he quickly recovered. The pores all over his body leaked scarlet blood, setting him back like a ghost.

But his face is so happy, there is no resentment in his eyes, but full of... joy and gratitude. He did not fear the strength of the enemy at all, but responded more and more excitedly!

"What is...what?"

The faces of the princes behind the formation were pale, and after witnessing the terrifying power beyond the reach of monsters, they doubted the world.

"That's a hero."

Bai Heng smiled and admired this scene, picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said calmly, "It seems that most of the legend is true.

Tai Changqing dug up ancient relics from under Luojia Mountain. It is said that the ancient celestial man nailed into the seabed to stabilize the tsunami artifact. "

He paused, and after a moment of meditation, he said the name of the thing.

"——Super-mass tidal brake valve." 89