The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 223: Endgame and Journey (Part 2)

There are countless tentacles flying in the sky, cutting the dim sunlight to pieces, the assassin king Simeon Longchang's figure has disappeared, and the giant "Xing Tian" stands in the wreckage of the Long family mansion, like an immortal statue. The ancient demon god, a drop of hot liquid fell to the ground, Jonah’s voice was hoarse, he knelt in the moist soil, shed tears, prayed to the endless starry sky, to the truth of the universe, and to all the gods in this world that inhabit the clouds. The Asian who always smiles, loves pranks, and has a heartfelt love for food, broke free from the shackles of darkness, came to him again, showing a familiar smile with shiny teeth, "Asai...I'm sorry. It's my fault, it's all my fault..." The young man squeezed a **** confession from his teeth, "...you can't die...you can't die."

Maybe the starry sky sends a benevolent signal, or maybe a certain **** in the clouds heard the call of the astrologer and decided to gently turn the wheel of fate. Suddenly, a clear and sharp whistle spread across the field, Jonah Suddenly raised his head, he saw a long and deep gap in the upper body of the giant monster. The bandaged warrior swung the rusty sword "gluttonous" into a beam of light and soared up, smashing the black tentacles around him. Immediately waved his huge arm to slap, "Puff." The rust-colored sword aura was wrapped around his body, and the Easterner pierced the palm of the giant monster like a sharp arrow, and shot into the sky unabated.

"...Asai..." Jona made an appointment suddenly, yelled frantically, couldn't help but burst into tears,

The rising Assassin King turned his head slightly, his eyes swept across the **** ground, and condensed on the tiny figure, "Brother Jona." He murmured ambiguously behind the bandage, "That's it. Brother Jona, I wish I had time to travel the mainland with you, taste all kinds of delicious food, fight with all kinds of people, and walk on a different road every day. When I look up, I can see new things. The scenery...There are still many things that have not been said to you, even if one day, no, a few hours... and in the end, will there be no chance to see her again? Destiny is really annoying..."

The rust-colored sword aura clanked around, and the long sword "gluttonous" in his hand was gradually transformed into the majestic outline of the son of a dragon. The warrior closed his eyes like coals and opened it slowly, the earth was spinning away under his feet. , Passing through the smoke and dust, he was getting closer and closer to the scorching sun, "...Bah, sentimentality is a woman's business." The Assassin King suddenly reached out and took off the rusty iron helmet. He threw it down. The helmet fell and was immediately caught by the hurricane. Destroyed as a fan, "Just remember our agreement, brother Jona."

He tore off the blood-stained bandage on his face with his fingers, revealing the handsome face of an unfamiliar oriental man. Although his facial features are completely different, he grinned open the corners of his mouth and the Assassin King showed the same clarity as the other body. "Then, goodbye, brother Jonah." He gently waved his hand in the direction where Jonah was, standing at the fork in the road like a traveler who was going to embark on another road with his friends. Journey smiled and waved goodbye,

"...Asai."

Jonah raised his head high. The sunlight from the clouds stinged his eyes. The young man could not see the figure of the Easterners. He only saw a dragon full of iron-colored scales rising into the sky, as if he Hearing the low whispers in his ears, he turned his head in doubt, but did not see anyone around him. The magical fluctuations in the sky made the young man's blood boil. It was a brilliant power he had never experienced in his life. The irritable, bloodthirsty, and naked impulse to kill, and the vast, profound, starry sky-like magical atmosphere, combined into an overwhelming force that can’t help but kneel down and worship. It belongs to the emperor and belongs to The conqueror’s absolute strength belongs to the highest point in this world,,, belongs to the power of the Twelve Councillors,

But for some reason, the coercion of the dominion also made the astrologer feel sad. He reached out his hand and touched his cheek and saw that his **** fingertips were soaked in tears, and his tears were rolling down uncontrollably. The 17-year-old did not Xie Di wiped away the tears with his sleeves, standing in the middle of the earth, looking up at the distant sky,

The giant monster "Xing Tian" sensed the strength of his opponent and swung his fists into the air. The surface of its body was changing, and the black viscous substance was flowing rapidly. The steam corrodes and melts the soil and bricks nearby. The poison from the power of soul pain can corrode everything in the world, even the hardest steel cannot resist it.

"Roar." The phantom of the beast gluttonous roared in the sky, swooping down from a height of three thousand meters, hurricane and evil fire are its partners, the son of the dragon turned into a fire tornado that penetrated the sky and descended, this time "Xing Tian "But it didn't wait to die obediently. The surface of its arms quickly carbonized and hardened. As the poisonous vapor rose, a thick black carapace appeared on the surface of the skin. This headless monster guarded its arms on the front. To meet the impact of gluttony,

"Boom, rumbling..." The shock wave swept across the devastated earth again, and the ground immediately collapsed. The huge impact force smashed Xing Tian's feet into the earth abruptly, and the hurricane roared with black fire, which was closer to the center of the explosion. Hundreds of Liang and Sui prisoners were immediately burned to ashes by evil fire and poisonous smoke. The screams of countless people resounded through the wilderness. Jonah mobilized Lutalius's "square circle" power to defend, and the red metal armor leaf Guarding the master, but unable to guard so many innocent civilians,

The black clouds rolled up and Xing Tian's figure appeared. Half of its shoulder and one arm were blasted into powder, but the other hand held the beast gluttonously, and the fierce beast was struggling frantically. Evil fire spurted from the nostrils, and the rust-colored scales rubbed against the palm of the giant monster to make an unpleasant sound. The dead civilians were constantly replenishing Xingtian’s power. Numerous tentacles emerged from the giant monster’s wound, and the body quickly regenerated, "crack." The huge palm pressed hard. Grip, the body of the beast gluttonous was squeezed by huge force, the electric glow flashed, the phantom disappeared in the air, and it turned into a rusty black sword and fell. Into the dust,

However, this is not the true power of the twelve participants. Xing Tian’s huge figure suddenly tilted. It staggered and sat down on the wall of the dragon's spine. The whole earth shook as a result, and Simeon Longchang appeared. Behind the monster, with a light wave of his hand, he cut off its legs deep into the ground. At this time, the king of assassins has completely changed his appearance. The iron armor and rune bandages on his body have disappeared, revealing his wounded and steel body. Like muscles, a sickle appeared in the right hand, it was an extremely broken sickle, the blade was full of gaps, and the blood made the blade dull; a hammer appeared in the left hand, it was an extremely broken iron The hammer, the hammer body is covered with rust, countless impacts make the hammer surface pits and uneven, the hot eyes can not show the expression, the assassin king exudes terrifying energy fluctuations, it is extremely pure, in the form of power and speed. Absolute energy,

Xing Tian waved his right arm and smashed it down, and at the same time his feet began to regenerate rapidly. A fist that was larger than the building roared, and Long Chang waved his hammer to the sky, "Boom." The fist burst suddenly, a thunder rang in the air, and the fist smashed with one blow, turning into a black rain falling down,

Suddenly countless tentacles shot out from the fracture of Xing Tian's leg, and they swept quickly against the ground. Long Chang waved his sickle towards the ground, "swish, swish, swish." This is a competition between speed and speed, which is invisible to the naked eye. A huge sickle struck the traces of the air, and after every cracking sound, one of the tentacles was severed and cut into two, four, eight, sixteen, thirty-two, sixty-four...completely Shattered and turned into a place with black water flowing,

Xing Tian suddenly stretched out his newly reborn left hand, grabbed his right arm and smashed it down. That arm turned into a huge black ball in the air. The ball grew densely with countless tentacles, covering all directions. , "Boom." The black ball hit the ground, the earth shook violently, and the poisonous steam rose up, but Simeon Longchang didn't know when he appeared on Xingtian's shoulder and hit it with a hammer. "Bang." Like a ball of black. The fireworks bloomed, the shoulders of the giant monster were crushed by a heavy hammer, and Xing Tian knelt to the ground with his knees soft,

Jona has never seen such a battle. Absolute strength, absolute speed, absolute agility. Jona believes that no one can defeat the King of Assassins at this time, no one, even if it is made by Yagu’s Cursed Land. The same is true for evil creatures. The young man’s feet are trembling. Every time the ground shakes, Long Chang smashes a heavy hammer. At this moment, he is the master of the sky and the earth, and the huge black monster is in his hands one by one. Small and small, bit by bit incomplete, the speed of regeneration is far behind the speed of destruction, the assassin king's sickle cuts off large pieces of black matter, and uses the hammer that can crush everything into powder, and the weapon in his hand Waving frantically, waving, waving,

"Let’s go, Your Majesty, while we are still able to escape, we have lost this battle." The Regent Esipurti said to the little emperor Mo Qi,

"Let the cavalry come back, hurry, hurry." Mo Qi said to General Mo Da Huwei with a cry of tears,

"No, send the remaining forces of the 2nd Cavalry Battalion to continue to execute prisoners of war." The Regent said, "Sacrificing these cavalry and prisoners of war can delay enough time for us to retreat. The strength of the Twelve Councillors...needs to be reassessed. ."

The traces caused by the collapse of the Tongtian Pagoda and Tianxuan many years ago are still there. Long Chang, who drove the dragon to break the tower and opened a door for his family, is now in the ruined Long Family Mansion, in order to move through the body. Fighting with impure blood, his destiny is a circle connecting end to end,

The hammer hit the ground for the last time. The entire land was forged into smooth glass by strength and heat. Xing Tian’s body was completely dissipated, and the last trace of black matter had been eliminated. "Dang Cang." The sickle hammer fell down. , The exhausted King of Assassins sat down on the ground, trying to open his mouth to say something, but the voice had disappeared, his silhouette began to gradually disperse in the air, thousands of blood-colored Manshushahua blooming beside him, defending the dragon family last The dignified descendant of the family reluctantly lifted the corners of his mouth, showing a grin of relief,

"...Asai." Jonah opened his eyes wide,