Chapter 1190
"pu pass!"
Amidst Serol’s mad laughter, Eckhart knelt to the ground with blood in his pupils, one trembling His arms supported his body not to fall, dying.
"A fanatic, how do you feel."
"Boasted shamelessly want to teach me the'common sense' of this world... Now you can't even lift your head, how do you teach What about me?"
The sneered Seryol looked savage, and his eyes were a little bit happy-if he promised that Knight would be familiar with standing here, because it was Farnesis who would often reveal involuntarily Emoji coming.
"Relying on the power of the Holy Cross and the Holy Grail, relying on that trivial cleverness to drill the camp, trying to master power that does not belong to you at all, you will have to pay a price in the end."
"Fear, despair... is the price you have to pay."
"I will make you feel fear and make you pay the price, but before that...I want you to admit your failure."
"I want you to tell it personally, you...Eckhardt De Salion, the Twelfth generation emperor of the empire, was defeated by the Black Cross Seror..."
"Your many plans, efforts, efforts, sacrifices... are meaningless!"
"Your existence, resistance... are meaningless!"
"Acknowledge all this personally , I give you the destruction of despair, otherwise...in the never-ending reincarnation, experience this irresistible fear again and again!"
Squinting his stubborn eyes, Seryol can’t doubt it. In his tone, he was unabashedly proud.
He has won. Eckhart, whose consciousness has been hit hard, is not as good as the oath Knight, and he has no power to resist.
The winner is naturally qualified to blackmail everything he wants.
Eckhardt's face pale with his head down, his sight gradually dimmed-his consciousness was hit hard, not to mention resisting, even to maintain his own existence, he has tried his best, even if he wants to bow down The begging of forgiveness is also impossible.
As if the heart is as gray as death, Eckhart said nothing, waiting quietly for death.
The sneer Seryol slowly raised his hands, and the black mist poured out from under the shabby robe, like a moth falling into a cobweb, little by little wrapped Eckhart.
The silent Eckhart is motionless, without struggling.
"Pu chi! Pu chi! Pu chi! Pu chi!"
Like the vow Knight, the wandering black mist bites the broken flesh like a poisonous snake , Little by little pierced Eckhart's body, but always avoided the consciousness of hurting him.
Séyel wants more than just destruction, he also has to enjoy the process-for the Black Cross itself, it doesn’t matter at all, but for the former Farnesis, it’s more than good food and wine. very.
Even if he has been completely exiled and swallowed, it does not mean that Farnesis's consciousness has been completely destroyed; on the contrary, to a certain extent, Seror even needs to rely on Farnesis's consciousness and existence to get faster The erosion and control of this world.
"en?!"
Just when he was about to give Eckhart a fatal blow, Seryol realized that something was wrong.
He wanted to use the thunder and lightning condensed by Void Power in the vortex to completely shatter Eckhart’s empty shell, but this time...the speed at which Void Power is converted into thunder and lightning is more than twice as fast as before. In other words...
"The powerful Void Power can crush the weak. In other words, as long as you press on more Void Power than the power you manipulate, you can take the opponent's power...Black Cross Seryol, thank you for teaching me this common sense." Eckhart's calm voice sounded:
"My thanks...Please accept it without reservation."
p>"Boom——————————!!!"
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"Aaaahhhh..."
Isaac's hysterical screams echoed in the dull thunder.
While waiting for the tentacles of Evil God’s body to fall, Lucien, panting, grabbed Isaac’s collar and backed it behind him. While leaping in place, his right hand sprayed between the short blades. A beam of gray and blue rays of light is drawn.
"May the Void...be with you!"
Roaring, the attacking tentacles have been divided into two in Isaac's screams.
"Boom——!!!"
The body of the Evil God whose tentacles had been cut off hit the rock wall violently, madly from the fat body full of pus Countless tiny tentacles burst out, and they attacked the two like a rain of arrows.
The desperate momentum is completely different from the body of the Evil God who has always known to devour living creatures, as if it was just to stop them or kill them here.
And that huge body also completely blocked the exit to move forward, and the retreat behind him had been blocked by Lucien himself, and there was almost no room for flickering.
If there is no way out, then cut off the way out; if there is no way out, then make a way out!
With Isaac screaming on his back, Lucien, who made up his mind, started to charge straight forward without caring about the others. Even if he was torn apart by the tentacles under the rain, he didn’t care. Anyway, the Evil God mark will help me recover.
He knows that the ultimate goal of this thing is to destroy his own consciousness and completely occupy his own body while eroding; so no matter how many injuries he suffers, the mark of Evil God like a parasite will help at any cost. He returned to his original state.
The shortcoming that he insists on is that since he has this Evil God mark, he hasn't grown any longer, which makes Lu Sien particularly regretful.
Boom! boom--! boom--! boom--!
In an instant, Lucien, carrying Isaac on his back, continued to break through, approaching the Evil God's body at a speed visible to naked eye; the tentacles in the sky are no longer crazy, but don’t care about it or far away. Nearly, a straight attack intercepted the two.
Between the ruptured and bloody pus notes, the tentacles colliding with each other perish together, even more than those cut by Lucien.
The flashing mithril short blade of the sword glow crosses with the Dragon Knight’s spear, like a torrent of light, smashing all the tentacles blocking the path that the two must pass through to pieces.
But if you look closely, you can find that the damage caused by the two weapons is completely different.
The Void Power exuded by the gray blue sword glow can directly explode the tentacles. Although the Dragon Knight’s spear does not have such tyrannical power, once the tentacles are touched by the sword edge, it will It was wiped away like being swallowed.
If any wizard from the giant dragon kingdom stands here, they will proudly tell Lu Sien that this is the Great Accomplishment of their research results on the nine-pointed star Holy Grail.
The Dragon Knights of the ancient giant dragon kingdom were all warriors holding giant sword lance and hunting giant dragons in the age when the kingdom was just prosperous and later developed; but when the kingdom was gradually ruined, they Fight side by side with the enemies of the past and fight against the invasion of Evil God.
The best way to fight against Void Power is, of course, Void Power; but there are also other pioneers who find inspiration from the Holy Grail and forge a sharp blade that can use the laws of the material world to completely obliterate Void Power.
The Dragon Knight spear that Knight had brought back from the ruins of the giant dragon king city was one of them; but for Lucien, he only felt that this spear was sharp enough.
The weapon does not need to be too fancy, easy to use... it is enough!
Blow into pieces, tear into flesh and blood, cut off at the waist, wipe out...it makes no difference!
Tugging an afterimage in the tentacles of the sky, Lucien has already approached the Evil God's body.
"Isaac!"
"Don't call me!" Isaac, who couldn't cry even though he couldn't cry, was left with a scream: "I won't do it, I won't do anything Do it!"
"Then hold on!"
"NoI wantaaahhhh..."
In the long scream, The gray-eyed boy carrying Isaac rushed straight towards the roaring Evil God's body.
Countless tentacles have come from all directions, surrounding them in the middle of the sky.
There is no way to avoid it.
Then take a gamble!
Throwing Dragon Knight's gun to Isaac, who was in a hurry, Lu Sien, who was flying in the air, would hold the palm of his "sorcerer" above his head just before being caught by countless tentacles, Myriad Arrows Piercing Heart.
High-level magic spell, the force impact.
"Bang——!"
At the moment when the collision sounded, the star vacuum with a radius of less than three steps was opened with Lucien as the center; the tyrannical air wave moved all closer All of his tentacles were crushed, and the scarlet blood mist bloomed in the air.
"pu!"
The gray-eyed boy with Isaac on his back rushed out of the air wave mixed with blood mist and approached the eyes of Evil God's body.
The tyrannical monster felt being "provided"-if it could really understand this-more shots from the upper half of the torso burst out, constantly blocking Lucian.
Now I am almost at the limit. Even if I don't feel pain and physical exertion, it doesn't mean I don't have it. It's just that my body has been eroded away by the Evil God mark.
If you continue to fight, I’m afraid that your body will collapse without knowing it. If you are alone, Lucien doesn’t matter and will even accept the result gladly; but now he He also carried Isaac behind him, and also shouldered Lord Loren's tasks and plans.
Death is certain, but not now.
Victory is close at hand, but it is impossible.
The Battle of the Great Green Sea many years ago is an ironclad fact. Facing the complete Evil God body, he still has a chance to contain or escape by himself. There is no good killing method.
The wizard wielding a big sword... Except for Evil God, there should be only Lord Loren.
So Lucien's goal is not behind the Evil God's body, but above the head!
"peng!"
Following the Force's impact on the wind wave, Lucien with Isaac on his back rushed straight to the top of the rock wall.
"Isaac!"
"What are you doing?!"
"Is this here?"
"What?! "
"I ask if you are here?!" Lu Sien roared, flushed.
"I...should, should be off, ten meters off!"
"Then it doesn't matter, let's take a gamble!"
With the impact, the gray pupil flying in the air aimed the gray blue sword glow at the rock wall above his head.
"Boom——!"
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Looking at the terrifying Black Cross Seror in the thunder Eckhart finally let out a sigh of relief after turning into coke and ashes, floating in the air.
The surrounding black fog gradually disappears. Even if you don't take action, they will eventually be wiped out by the little by little law of the material world.
It's over.
It's finally over.
Start planning from the death of Grandmother Charlotte, from becoming the emperor in charge of everything, until comprehending his mission and meaning, arrogantly designed this entire plan...
Only Eckhart De Salion knows how shocking each step is.
Grandmother, father, brother sister, son... and everything about himself became the bargaining chip of this plan, which made him come to this step.
Even the deep in one's heart, that initial fear, has become his trump card that paralyzed Seror.
But it is still extremely dangerous!
All the bargaining chips and layout, just have the opportunity to stand in front of the black cross; the real chance of victory, but the other side unintentionally exposed, that little weak spot.
Seyol, he is very insensitive to the concept of time.
The weak spot was discovered from the moment of contact, until the last fight did I make up my mind. When the opponent was distracted and tortured, he took control of the opponent's last blow and completed the counter-kill...
If I do it again, Eckhart is not sure that he still has this determination.
But...no if.
Everything is over. He Eckhart Desalion defeated the Black Cross. As long as he seized it before the opponent’s power was completely dissipated, and with the help of the power of the Holy Grail, he could completely occupy the Holy Grail. The power of the cross.
I will replace the Holy Cross and become the "god" guarding this world.
Brandon, his son, will inherit the position of Desalion’s Imperial Family under his protection; the empire will sleep forever in his palm, enjoying the never-ending peace and prosperity ,Stablize.
"en?"
Just before reaching out to touch the Holy Grail, Eckhart was suddenly startled.
After a while, a bit of clarity appeared in the red eyes.
"so that's how it is."
"So that's how it is."
Puff——!
Without warning, the position of Eckhart's chest and heart burst, and billowing black mist gushed out of his chest, eyes, nose, mouth, ears... uninterruptedly.
Soon, the black mist condensed in front of him, and an indifferent face gradually appeared in the smoke.
"Yes, that's how it is." Serel coldly said:
"You are very smart, very smart...but this wisdom cannot help you break through yourself. The limit."
"The limit?"
The face doesn't change Eckhart spoke slightly, his cheeks are as gray as dead.
"For you, for the existence of your material world, the concept of time is your advantage and your limit; just as you can never imagine what happens at this moment, right I... have already experienced countless things."
"You will allow me to return from the void world, you will ignore my existence, and you will let the elves kill you to paralyze me and make me negligent To the effect, you will seize my only loophole and destroy me... But unfortunately, it is not the Black Cross Seror who is destroyed by you, but the struggling on whilst at death's door, and the last trace of it is attached to Seror. This world exists, the consciousness of Farnesis."
"For you, these are the past, present and future; for me, these are all predetermined matters."
"Can you Aware of my existence, I will do everything I can to plan to turn everything into your bet at the moment..." There is no trace of emotion in Seror's voice.
With the death of Farnesis, his final emotions have been completely stripped away:
"It's a pity, Eckhart Dessalion, you..."
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"The bet is lost!"