The Amber Sword: Act 264 One sword points the sea (on)

As soon as clone of Arkent descended into this hall, Space vibrated, and the stone pillars supporting the hall shook creaking and grating endlessly, and the sand and stones came down, as if this little Space would not be able to bear the huge power at any time Collapsed.

This coercion spreads out in all directions, making those who are already Fanaticism believers more enthusiastic, claiming to praise the burning Twilight, the master of purgatory, Devil King. In front of Arkent, Fang Qi bears the brunt. With a long sword in his face, he has a pale face and cold sweat on his forehead. His eyes are even darker, like an calm boat in a storm. He will succumb to the boundless fear at any time.

But his performance is far from satisfying Arkent. The purgatory master probably did not expect that someone could stand under the coercion of one's own. It roared: "Mortal, kneel! "

Fang Qi seemed to bear an unbearable weight. Although he clenched his teeth, his body was short, and his knees slowly bent down.

How can this genius with a vein of ghost cars reconcile? He roars, inserts Yulong Holy Sword in his hand to the ground, sword edge creaks, and goes deep into the floor of Holy Church.

When I saw Fang Qi, I was about to humiliate my knees, but at this time Correct, a clear voice sounded as if not affected by the power of the devil:

"Burning Twilight, Purgatory Lord Arkent, Great Devil King, it seems that thousands of years of imprisonment haven't taught you enough?"

Hearing this voice, at least three of them were in shock.

Rutt first. Little Fairy seemed to think he had a hallucination, and hurriedly opened the lotus's hood, poking out his small head to inspect left and right.

Then Lien's sister, the little girl heard the sound and gave a slight meal.

The last is Devil King Arkent.

The pressure in Space is gone.

"Who is it?" Devil King growled. The sound of raging anger shook Space.

It was defeated by Miirna in the war of invading the ground thousands of years ago, and then imprisoned by Buga people for several times. It is the biggest stain in its life, and it still has not been cleaned up. Not to mention that the cage of Mithril will still imprison its body so that it cannot escape from the trap.

It is foreseeable that even if it successfully escaped from prison and returned to scorching heat purgatory with the help of Twilight's regression, it will never be as beautiful as it was thousands of years ago. What the Lord of Purgatory. The name of Devil King has long been like gravel in the wind, disappearing in irony.

This stain is its biggest pain. At this moment, someone dares to sprinkle salt on its wound. Even the string of taboos before this sentence sounds so harsh.

It looks forward at raises head, but sees this narrow and tight Space. Six people are still able to stand.

It is the small and humble human who bears the brunt first. Just now, it was almost about to surrender under its demon power. However, when its power was over, the man already calmed down and held the sapphire color. Long sword, looking at it pantingly, eyes full of fear and hatred.

The other looks like a woman, holding the post with one hand, frowning and looking uncomfortable. When Arkent saw this woman, she was a little surprised. Faintly felt that the Aura on the other side was somewhat familiar, but for a while, he could not tell where he had seen the other party. After all, it had been imprisoned for thousands of years, and the memory in his mind had long been confused.

There are two people, one old, one young, and it recognizes that they are two Eastern races. These people came from Aratu, and their homeland was completely destroyed by Twilight in the first war. The survivors are scattered all over the place. Although their ancestors are powerful, these people are not in the eyes of Arkent.

In a sense, demons are immortal races, because they are Twilight's minions. When their bodies fall, their Will will regenerate in chaos, character, preferences and habits will be annihilated, but Inheritance and memory are in the same vein.

As Devil King, there are quite a lot of secret in Arkent memory. Although it is not complete, it reminds it of some things before many times.

The fire-spitting eyes fell on the last two people, one of them is still a personal woman, which makes it a little strange that the woman has her own similar Aura, Correct. Because of this reason, the other party can ignore the one's own power.

Of course, Arkent does not understand. The person it saw Correct Delphine, the prime minister noble young lady had bathed the polluted fountain of life, and her body was stained with the Aura of the demon master, how could it be affected by the power of a Devil King.

Of course Delphine didn't know it. She didn't experience the coercion of the upper rank demon. for a moment also had some doubts about the hard support of others present.

Arkent The last person to look at is naturally Brando.

Brando pressed his left hand on the Holy Sword Ordefeiss' hilt and sword tip station. When Devil King's eyes turned towards him, he spared no time to open hood with his right hand, exposing a fairly young face.

"Mr. Brando!"

Little Fairy jumped up, it jumped from the shoulder of lotus, jumped down, came to the floor, waved at Brando again and again: "Mr. Brando, it's me, I'm Luther, I'm in Here! "

Brando naturally saw him for a long time, nodded at him, although there was something strange in my heart, why is the small Fairy in this place.

As for the two sisters, the elder sister apparently already recognized him, but she shook her sister's hand again and did not speak.

Brando's swept away on the three, and then returned to Devil King Arkent.

"Before you die, I have only one question," Brando said utterly, and the sound seemed to chill out: "The earrings on your hands, where did you come from?"

When Brando asked this question, raises head came into the eyes of Arkent with bright eyes. The Purgatory Lord felt only that he was cold all over, as if locked by two sharp swords. Subconsciousness actually produces a concession.

But it immediately responded. How could he beckon in front of a mortal Devil King, shook his head, raised the earring in his paw and smiled coldly: "You mean this? Looks like you know that too Mother dragon, just right, I will send you to meet your god. "

"You killed her?"

"so what?" Devil King sneered, as if enjoying the anger of his opponents, drawing nutrients from mortal despair, hatred, and fury. This is the demon's instinct: "The **** mother dragon is for the great I prepared a sacrifice, and I have to say that this time my men did a good job. I enjoyed cutting her throat and listening to her mourning and blood flowing, golden blood is undoubtedly the best gift. "

Arkent is proud to enjoy the anger in the human heart in front of him, and it is very surprised that this human spirit / mind and Will are very tough. The power transmitted from the anger of each other is also more than ordinary Humans are thousands of times stronger.

The increase of this power almost makes it feel comfortable to come out soon. Oh my god, I did n’t expect to wake up for thousands of years. The human world has Will and existence, the power of the soul, but the power of the soul. The more powerful the negative emotions that these people have when they fall, the more alarming.

If it can lead this person to fall, there will be one more Devil King in Burning Hells, and it, the Lord of Purgatory Arkent, will return to the peak of the demon world.

Arkent was extremely surprised. I did n’t expect to return to the world and encountered such a great gift. It looked at Brando with more surprise, and continued to seduce this guy with words.

"Mr. Brando, that demon" Ling suddenly screamed, but before she finished speaking, she was swept away by Devil King, heavily hit the wall, wow spit out blood, small The small head crooked, slightly lifted the heavy eyelids and looked at the crowd, then looked at the one's own sister, and then lay softly.

"Shut up, **** little **!" Arkent grunted coldly.

"Sister!"

Lian screamed exhaustedly, ran madly and rushed over his sister's small body covered with blood, wow crying.

"You **** it" little Fairy Lut didn't expect the devil to suddenly make a move, angry with hair, he pulled out his sword and was ready to face Arkent make a move, but just after leaving, he felt that one's own was trapped in the air .

"Bo, Mr. Brando ..."

Arkent was unaware of this scene, and it sneered proudly: "I know, you know this little girl, but unfortunately the power of mortals is too low, you can't save her, you can't save that Poor mother dragon "

It suddenly stopped.

Because Brando raised the sword in his hand.

The sword tip shines, Arkent seems to see a wonderful scene. As time passes, everything is returning to its original position in a weird trajectory. Little Fairy Root struggles to 'fly' back to Lian's shoulder. little girl, who was crying, also found herself back in place, and one's own's sister was holding the hand of one's own, looking at the wound on her chest with some doubts, except for blood stains, there were a few scars there?

Feng Huo, Delphine, Mr. Liu all watched this scene in shock, cause and effect are inverted, time passes ... What is this Laws?

Devil King Arkent heard a rattling sound in the air for only a moment. It was raises head. It was found that the floating air in this chapel actually solidified and formed a piece of White Mist. Then it turned into ice and sand, and a white frost was falling along Climbing up the pillars in the hall, there was icy water in the low-lying part of the hall, the ice surface creaked, and then it cracked.

…… (To be continued.)