Chapter 681 The Lord of Stupidity
"Rose Flower Sword·Blooming Blood Rose."
The flowers bloomed and only withered, and behind the beauty was murderous intention. When the Rose Flower Sword distorted Eberhard's perception to the limit, the dormant murderous intention exploded, locking in Eberhard's hidden weakness, Yulin · Borges slashed him down with one sword. In addition to being a mythical dragon, he was also a rare saint of swords.
Roar, a roar full of fright and anger echoed in the void, unable to escape, Eberhard was completely overwhelmed by the absolute killing power evolved, a crystal clear iron rose like blood jade slowly bloomed with him as the center, Constantly stripping Him of His vitality.
The blood and flesh dried up and then recovered again. At the critical moment, the terrifying recovery ability of the seventh-level throne knight was vividly displayed in Eberhard. He just endured the damage of Yulin Borges's swordsmanship and continued to recover his own strength. Injury.
"It's useless, all your efforts are in vain."
The tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground, and his delicate face was full of coldness. Looking at Eberhard who was constantly struggling, a sarcastic light flashed in Yulin Borges's eyes.
The blooming blood rose is the Rose Flower Sword's killing move. It absorbs the meaning of decay when thousands of flowers wither and turns it into a terrifying murderous intention. With the blessing of swordsmanship, this killing intention seems to be real. Not only can it Cutting off the body can corrode the soul even more.
The souls of seventh-level throne knights are integrated into their bodies. Ordinary means cannot harm their souls at all, but this killing intent can penetrate the bodies of the knights and infiltrate the soul will dispersed in every inch of their flesh and blood. Now love Bohard seems to be constantly recovering, but the physical injuries are easy to recover, but the injuries on the soul level are not that simple. Every time he recovers, the murderous intention will erode the soul deeper.
"It's time to finish."
Feeling the situation in the outside world and locking on Eberhard's real name, which had been imbued with murderous intent, Yulin Borges slowly raised the foil sword in his hand.
The seventh-level throne knights are the same as most seventh-level beings. They also condense their true names, but they do not place their true names on others, but turn to themselves and integrate them with their physical bodies.
This choice, combined with the characteristics of the Throne Knight's soul being integrated into the body, creates the immortality of the Throne Knight's body. Any drop of blood or any detached hair can become the basis for their resurrection, making them almost immortal.
Buzz, the power boiled, and the pressure belonging to the Dragon Emperor began to permeate Yulin Borges' body, and the four elements of power representing earth, wind, water, and fire began to gather at the tip of his sword.
"Dragon Swordsmanship·Four Elements Rhythm."
The power of earth, wind, water, and fire manifested one after another,
Colliding with each other, the chaotic airflow symbolizing the initial chaos lingered on the tip of Yulin Borges's sword, filling the air with an aura of great destruction.
The Eye of Truth manifested, ignoring many obstacles. For a moment, in the unknown space, Yulin Borges's pure gold dragon eyes reflected Eberhard's true name, which was infected with murderous intent.
"cut."
The dazzling divine light bloomed in the dragon's eyes, and the accumulated murderous intent boiled again. Following the induction in the dark, Yulin Borges slashed with his sword.
The flowers fell like rain. The moment the foil sword fell from Yulin Borges's hand, as if it could not bear the power of the sword, the foil collapsed and turned into withered petals again.
Chaos is derived, and when the sword falls, strands of chaos energy are like released evil beasts, swallowing everything, assimilating all surrounding materials into chaos, returning to their original appearance.
Roar, a roaring sound came from Eberhard's mouth, but in addition to the superficial ferocity, there was an unconcealable panic in the roar.
Clicking, accompanied by a sound like something breaking, sounded deep in the heart, Eberhard struggled more and more fiercely, and the violent fighting spirit took shape in the void, like a bloodthirsty bat, making sharp and With a harsh cry, he desperately broke free from the blockade of Yulin Borges's swordsmanship, but by this time everything was too late. Eberhard's body had begun to fade away, and wisps of chaos were lingering around him. Breath, just now, his real name was struck by Yulin Borges.
Outside the secret realm, looking at the secret realm that has returned to its original state and is completely occupied by chaos, the Lord of Storm, the Lord of Dawn, and Siggel have different expressions, but it is undeniable that at this moment, they all have emotions rising in their hearts. There is a trace of fear of Yulin Borges. Facing the erosion of chaos, they, the true gods, also need to be cautious, but Yulin Borges has evolved such power with swordsmanship.
"The Fairy Dragon is born with the power of the four elements and is truly unique."
Looking through the vast chaos and looking at the two figures in the secret realm, the Storm Lord sighed.
Hearing this, although the Lord of Dawn and Sigger did not speak, their faces showed approval.
"Things don't seem to be over yet."
An ethereal voice sounded, and her expression changed. A trace of interesting smile appeared on the face of Artemis, Lord of the Dawn. And the moment she finished speaking, something changed again, a magnificent but dark wave. And the power of disorder rose up in the depths of the secret realm, even breaking through the spreading chaos.
"The Demon of Hell."
The storm in his eyes swept across. Seeing this sudden change, the Storm Lord's expression became solemn.
"It seems that King Eberhard has really fallen into evil."
When he said this, the Lord of Dawn's eyes fell on Sigger.
Hearing this, Siegel's expression remained unchanged, and he looked into the depths of the secret realm with a solemn expression. At this moment, there, a portal to hell was being formed, which was beyond him and Yulin Borge. Sri Lanka's expectations.
"I didn't expect that Tantalus, the lord of foolishness, the demagogue, the deceiver, and the creator of the devil, would be you, the scum of hell."
All reality was reflected in the golden dragon eyes. Through the portal of hell that had not yet been fully formed, Yoline Borges saw a figure sitting on the throne in the endless darkness. His figure was thin and his legs were crossed. , supporting his face with one hand, a pair of lavender eyes filled with a slight smile, everyone who saw him could feel his heartfelt friendliness.
"I can't let you destroy my little toy like this."
As if aware of Yuline Borges's peeping gaze, Tantalus, the Lord of Idiots, raised his head and met Yuline Borges's gaze. At this moment, his face reflected the frail beauty to the extreme. An innocent smile like a child appeared on his face.
"Although it's not the first time I've seen it, I can't help but feel sick every time I see your disgusting face."
On the surface, he expressed disdain, but at this moment, Yulin Borges's heart felt more solemn than ever before. The third pillar of hell demon was by no means a weakling and could not be underestimated by anyone.
Buzz, the three pairs of wings behind him flapped, and magnificent power began to gather around Yulin Borges, forming a tide of elements. He wanted to break through the gate of hell that had not yet fully formed, and completely kill Eberhard. Give Tantalus any chance.
"Don't be so nervous, Yulin Borges. With the barriers of the world, it is impossible for me to really come here now, and I don't want to hurt you."
Across the barriers of the world, Tantalus's careless smile appeared in the depths of Yuline Borges's heart. In front of him, all of Yuline Borges's thoughts seemed to have been seen through.
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