Chapter 417 The Shadowless Kings
The flexible limbs of the female dancer suddenly became as tough as fine steel that had been tempered a thousand times.
It was like a sharp straight long sword, a curved knife with a slightly curved blade, and even more like an indomitable sharp spear!
Her arms swung horizontally like a sharp blade, her palms were gathered together to flip up the flowers on the blade, and she moved left and right in small steps like dodging left and right.
She stood upright, raised her arms high, stepped back with big steps, and her round thighs were as tight as a string.
The dust was splashed heavily, and the female dancer jumped high, kicked her legs up in the air, and raised her toes.
Her agile body was fully stretched in the air, and the instep, ankle, calf and thigh formed a full and symmetrical beautiful arc.
She seemed to be dancing in the red sun, and seemed to be flying towards the sunset, turning into a goddess chasing the sunset.
In the center of the scarlet sun, the graceful and well-proportioned figure has retracted its stretched legs, but has not fallen down yet, as if it has merged with the red sun, leaving only a faint dancing shadow.
The huge figure danced wildly in the desert, and the dancing posture was brutal and fierce, as if imitating the ancient beasts, and as if praising the ancient warriors.
The female dancer couldn't help singing loudly, and the rhythm of the dance had closely linked her with the scarlet sunset.
She is rising!
She is merging into this red sun!
The female dancer's figure is rising higher and higher, as if she is about to merge into the scarlet sunset!
The graceful figure is suspended in the red sun, and the scarlet sunset is covered by the female dancer's figure.
The new hair grows wildly like weeds, and the messy hair breaks free from the shackles of the wind and gravity, swinging freely and dancing wantonly.
At this moment, the sky and the earth seemed to have dimmed, leaving only the red sun and the dancing figure.
The hair was messy like branches and vines, the skin was trembling like drums, and the dancing figure awakened the silent heart and the cooled anger!
The dancing figure quickly enveloped the earth.
This desert, which had been frozen at sunset for thousands of years, seemed to finally usher in a real night.
In the dim twilight, pairs of burning eyes shone more and more clearly.
Night and darkness are the colors of fear engraved in the depths of human blood - darkness is the unknown, the unknown is fear, and humans are born afraid to step into places where light cannot shine.
Night and darkness are the eternal weaknesses of mankind!
But they are not the weaknesses of this group of immortal royal mausoleum guards!
Perhaps they were once weak and incompetent mortals, and when they were young, they would hide in their parents' arms to escape the darkness and thunder outside the house... But these humiliations and weaknesses were destroyed long before they joined the Immortal Legion!
They are no longer human.
They are burning beasts!
They are immortal soldiers!
They are the sharpest weapons of the most glorious empire! ! !
The dark night falls, and it is the most exciting hunting time for us! ! !
The scarlet-blood sun never sets, but it is gradually shrinking and dimming.
The blood-red light and heat seem to be swallowed by the dancing figure in the center of the sun.
The sky is getting darker and darker, and it is difficult to see the details of things ten yards away.
However, this degree of dimness can only blind the weak and ignorant mortals, but it can't cover the eyes of the Immortal Legion soldiers at all!
The dancers in the sky sank their bodies, lowered their shoulders and bent their knees, and their well-proportioned and powerful legs spread to both sides.
She slapped her round and firm thighs, her skin trembling like waves, and the ripple-like rhythm spread throughout the entire box world in an instant.
She then raised her legs and stomped into the void, and a thunderous roar resounded through the sky with her steps, and the dark sky was intertwined with pale thunder.
The thunder was roaring, the thunder was roaring, and the thunder was impatient! ! !
The huge dancing shadow raised its right arm high like a taut bowstring, and its slender left arm stretched out its slender fingers, as if the bowstring trembled and shot out a sharp arrow.
The target of the arrow... was the second living person in this box-like world!
John Watson, whose body was deformed and almost like a nymph!
"The king has issued an order! The wrath of the great king has chosen a target!!!"
"Bugs... damn bugs!"
"Die, die, die! Kill, kill, kill!"
"Tear up its flesh, smash its bones, and chew up its soul!!!"
A pair of fist-sized lion eyes burned red like a furnace, and dazzling light and heat were brewing inside the majestic bodies of gravel and coal stone sculptures.
The gravel melted and became transparent because of the heat, and the coal stone became red and hot because of the heat.
Fire!
Raging fire! Brutal fire! Monster fire!
Mottled and fierce blood-red flames burst out from the body of each immortal soldier!
The indescribable engine hidden between the sand, bones and souls burst out with the last strength!
The body was covered with armor flowing with blood flames, and black smoke was spewed out from the nose. Even the horses under the crotch and the weapons in the hands were ignited with blood-like sticky and barbaric flames.
Wild, brutal, cruel, just like a crazy and mindless beast.
Endless immortal beasts woke up from their slumber, and the eternal fighting spirit engraved in their bones was roaring the last madness and anger under the guidance of the sunset dance.
"The Shadowless Empire will live forever!"
"We are the shadowless soldiers, we are the shadowless beasts, we are the shadowless blood!!!"
Flames, flames all over the sky, surging murderous intent, blood-colored rage... like a continuous and shocking wave rushing towards the skinny moth man in the center of the desert.
John Watson was completely submerged in the endless flames.
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The dancing on the sunset finally slowed down a little.
The dancer's movements became softer and softer, and her heart and soul began to beat slower.
After venting the anger that had been accumulated in the scarlet sunset for thousands of years, her spirit was finally able to further connect with the red sun.
She could now sense everything in the box-like world here more clearly.
She could measure the scope of this world with her own mind - a cube of seven hundred miles by seventy miles by seventy miles.
The land under the sand was less than seven miles deep, and in the warm soil deeper, the remains of invaders from even older times were buried.
It was some kind of deformed and twisted strange creature, a giant snake that looked like an eel but had a flat neck, a multi-armed humanoid with ragged skin and thin teeth and bones...
When the dancer's mind penetrated these ancient bones, she seemed to be able to hear some rhythms that made her feel extremely familiar... She yearned, she longed, she volunteered... Maybe she had been such a thing? ? ?
"Look back... you were once one of us."
"You also passed through us... you also opened your heart"
Boom boom--
A roar that was hard to tell whether it was thunder or a lion's roar resounded in the female dancer's mind. She woke up in an instant, broke away from the whispering temptation of those strange corpses, and immersed her mind in the dance performance again.
The shadow of her arms gently waved across the earth, rolling up the dust in the sky. The hungry immortal beasts in the dust became more ferocious. The wind and sand repaired their broken bodies in time... They became braver and stronger as they fought! ! !
The shadow of her legs gently landed on the peak of the highest sword blade, and the wet and bloody gravel fell down, revealing the slender and vertical mountain inside like a towering stone pillar.
The female dancer continued to dance endlessly, her dance steps were both light and heavy, beating out a simple and new rhythm.
That is the rhythm of resistance, and also the rhythm of change... Only by destroying everything old with absolute violence can a new order be established on the ruins!
Destroy, destroy, destroy!
The rhythm of the dance became passionate again in an instant, the clapping of the palms, the stomping of the soles of the feet, every beat was invisibly in line with the movement frequency of this world.
This destined dance is not only the destined dance of the female dancer, but also the destined dance of the world of the royal tomb here!
The scarlet sun has almost completely extinguished, and the boiling vitality, surging vitality, and fresh light seem to be swallowed by the dancing beauty.
Above the dim sky, only the blurred and fluctuating dance shadow remains.
The last light remains on the edge of the dancing shadow.
The blood-red light wraps the dancing shadow, and the light and darkness collide in constant movement and merge in constant collision.
It's like the great Shiva is dancing, dancing the dance of the end that devours the light and destroys the world!
The skin and flesh of the female dancer dissolved under the high temperature of the light of the end, but the new tough and soft flesh was growing wildly.
The dissolution of the flesh did not cause her pain, but she could feel a kind of pleasure and ecstasy when the new flesh grew.
This pleasure was not the kind of vulgar pleasure of lust, nor was it the physiological pleasure of stimulating brain nerves by psychotropic drugs... It was very similar, but more advanced, more profound and more mysterious.
There was a kind of joy that was difficult to describe in words, like the surprise of being imprisoned in a dark and narrow corner for a long time and finally seeing the light of day;
It was also like the joy of finally getting revenge for deep hatred...
This kind of joy and ecstasy was too complicated and too messy, and the female dancer could not imagine specific words to describe it... But why should I bother to describe this joy?
I just need to enjoy this dance to my heart's content! ! !
So the female dancer's movements became more and more fanatical and more brisk, and her posture became more and more light and wild.
Her body gradually transformed in the dance, and her spirit seemed to have abandoned all the old flaws of the past... Her eyes were dedicated to the great existence of movement and change!
She could now see deeper secrets through her gradually blood-red blue eyes... and see the bright red road.
In a trance, the dancer's gaze continued to rise and rise, even surpassing the box of the world of the royal tomb, rising to a more secret and ancient height.
With a flip and a leap, she broke through the narrow box, and her spirit floated into the turbulent river, like a colorful koi swimming upstream, shaking her waist and tail to hit the waves.
She suddenly swung her tail and rushed out of the river, stretching herself freely on the sparkling river surface, like a carefree snow-white deer jumping across the river.
The deer fled into the woods, running lighter and lighter, and finally splashed the grass and green fragments on the ground with four hooves, and flew directly into the air and jumped into the woods... landing in a desolate desert.
There is also a magnificent city in the desert.
There is a dazzling light behind the city.
The desert is filled with earth-shaking roars and howls, and countless alien monsters are waving their claws and weapons and entangled with each other.
The mottled and colorful blood splashed on the sand, and the blood quickly penetrated deep into the soil, making the gravel mixed with the disgusting bloody taste.
The deer saw many familiar and unfamiliar figures.
The flat-necked snake without scales and skin roared to the sky and broke through the city gate with strange words, and the skinny creature like a skeleton hid under the flat hood and waved its four arms enthusiastically...
Deep in the heart of the little deer, something seemed to be stirring, as if something tightly closed was about to open... but the door had been sealed, and it was motionless.
She looked up and saw the huge golden lion leaping down from the top of the mountain, crashing into the snake group, and the flames without a track were rampant among the snake group, burning countless upright apes to death and igniting several flat-necked giant snakes.
This was an extremely tragic war.
The fragile upright apes rushed into the battlefield one after another, but could only become blood plasma and minced meat on the ground - the only meaning of their lives might be to allow the desert to bloom with green grass next year.
The two warring parties fought so hard that the sky was stained with the bloody color that was steaming up.
But whether it was the ferocious lion or the terrible giant snake, both sides seemed to have reached some kind of tacit consensus, and did not hurt or stop the snow-white little deer that strayed into the battlefield.
Even the rain of arrows, the rain of fire, and the tide of light in the sky seemed to have eyes and avoided the little deer.
As a result, she was able to shuttle through the battlefield easily. Her snow-white fur was particularly eye-catching in the mottled and bloody battlefield, like an elf in a fairy tale breaking into the cruel and terrible real world.
The fawn had no worries or troubles, and her body was still light and agile. She jumped lightly into the center of the battlefield.
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Seeing that the female dancer was immersed in the obsession and trance of the destined dance.
Watson, who had fallen into the sea of fire and turned into a human-shaped charred torch, stopped his defensive action.
He let the immortal guard in front of him throw the giant spear as thick as his arm, and let the blazing sharp weapon pierce his chest.
Until this moment, the third eye on his forehead finally opened, and the endless darkness deep in the pupil burst out with seventy-seven forty-nine clanging sounds.
It was like blades dancing wildly, swords breaking through the air, hammers smashing down, claws piercing through the body, fangs tearing flesh... Seventy-seven forty-nine kinds of sounds chanted seventy-seven forty-nine kinds of secrets.
That was the secret that only the general's relatives could be blessed with - the secret of bone crushing!
This was a forbidden power, and also a privilege for those favored by the general... This damned bug was actually the qualified person chosen by the general? ! ! !
How is this possible? ! ! !
The immortal guards, who were as endless as waves, suddenly froze in place and did not move. The next moment, they were shattered in the burning flames and turned into broken bones all over the ground!
Watson raised his head and looked up at the dancing shadow of Shiva in the sky.
A creepy and terrifying smile wrinkled his charred and dry face.
He blew an extremely unpleasant whistle.
"Woo~Finally~I've waited for you~"
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The little deer leaped over the towering city wall and finally saw the true form of the light behind the city.
Those were the five emperors sitting on the throne.
The kings of the Shadowless Empire.