Two Thousand Three Hundred and Forty-Two, a Slightly Lonely Ending

At this moment, boundless pain is destined to fall on Vatra.

Burned by the true flame of Fudo Myoko, which can burn three thousand worlds and endless demon armies, Vatra only felt that every cell in his body was transmitting pain, which made him scream continuously, hugging his burning body , desperately running around.

"boom!"

Vatra squandered all the magic power in his body, and even used the power of to pour the magic power of the dragon vein into his body, trying to extinguish the fire on his body, but it didn't even have any effect.

Not only was there no effect at all, but the magic power squandered by it seemed to have been completely burned. As soon as it erupted, it was immediately burned up by the golden flame.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...!"

Vatra could only scream and struggle in pain, but it didn't even have any effect.

"—————!!!"

The huge sky snake tree that went straight up to the sky was like its own master, screaming and twisting its body continuously.

The crimson radiance fluctuated violently on the two of them, and the power that could change the world, at this moment, seemed to be non-existent, and had no effect at all.

"———Nangmo·Safu·Tandandiviyao·Safu·Muqiviyao·Safuta·Ziluoja·Zanna·Mahalusana·Qian·呬呬呬呬· Safu · Wei Jinnan · Om Ta Luo Zha · Regret Man——"

And Luo Zhen just stood there, closed his eyes, clasped his palms, and chanted the mantra of wholeheartedly, causing the golden flames to spread from his whole body and sweep across the audience.

At this very second, the entire port turned into a scorching sea of ​​flames.

The fire can be said to go straight into the sky, illuminating the entire Isogami Island and the entire sky in a golden yellow, which is extremely frightening.

It is certain that if Matthew hadn't used the power of the to make a wish to completely fix the surrounding space, like isolating this port from the outside world and turning it into a different world, then the fire might not only burn out The port, burning up the artificial island, and even evaporating the sea.

This is Luo Zhen's full strength, using the high-level magic power compressed to the limit to urge the Fudo Mingwang Great Curse, and realize the power of Fudo Mingwang itself.

Under such circumstances, even the power of the has been gradually incinerated by the golden flame of the . I'm afraid it won't last long.

If Luo Zhen is willing to stand here like this and recite the mantra for ten days and ten nights without moving, then it is not impossible to sink the whole world into this sea of ​​flames and burn all living beings and the earth.

Of course, in this way, using the power of the for ten consecutive days and nights, the consumption of high-level mana is also an astonishing amount, but the scary thing is that even with this level of consumption, Luo Zhen can't Already can afford it.

Now, after Luo Zhen converted the magic power above the planet into high-level magic power compressed to the limit, the amount of high-level magic power is also enough to surpass the dragon veins.

It is not impossible for such an astonishing high-level magic power to last for ten days and ten nights.

Thus, under the burning of Fudo Mingwang's true flame, the snake tree that covered the sky and the sun finally couldn't support it, and was burned into nothingness in the flames soaring into the sky, disappearing without a trace.

"Nangong Yaori------!!!"

His whole body was scorched black, dripping with blood, and the extremely miserable Vatra also seemed to realize the arrival of the doomsday. Like the Xianshen Mingjia just now, carrying crimson light, he shot towards Luo Zhen like a flash of light. .

In the end, Vatra chose to fight back desperately.

It's not for seeking a chance of life, but just to implement my fighting instinct to the end and enjoy this unique battle in my life until the last moment.

After all, this smuggler is a fighting madman. Even if he realizes that the end is coming, he still wants to fight until the end.

this ending...

"A little lonely, Vatra."

Luo Zhen opened his eyes and stopped singing.

Wrapped in brilliant aura,

Luo Zhen then slowly stepped on the fire.

In his hand, the holy sword symbolizing the sun appeared with a burst of fire and was tightly held.

———"The Flaming Sword God in the Sea of ​​Fire".

This, perhaps, is Vatra's last impression of Rozen.

in a second...

"Pfft!"

The holy sword burning with the flames of the sun pierced through a body that was also burning, protruding from its back.

"——"

Everything just fell silent.

One walked forward with a sword and stepped on the fire.

One turned into a flash storm.

The final encounter between the two, the ending, is so monotonous.

The ferocity on Vatra's face subsided slowly, and he stared blankly at Luo Zhen standing in front of him.

The young man also looked at him directly, with no expression on his face, only the hand holding the sword stabbed out at some point, allowing the holy sword of the sun to penetrate the burning heart of Vatra, killing Vatra's heart and even all the internal organs in his body. It was burned.

There is no doubt that this is fatal.

Even an immortal vampire would still die if his heart controlling blood was crushed.

Coupled with the incineration of Fudo Mingwang's true flame, this injury, even the true ancestor, would have to die.

And this is the end.

Vatra can no longer feel the pain, only the loss of vitality.

But Vatra laughed.

The smile was not as crazy as before, but very calm and peaceful.

"Ahh..."

Vatra made an evaluation as if sighing.

"Sure enough, you are the best."

After leaving those words, the crimson radiance on Valtra's body disappeared.

Relying on the power of , although Vatra couldn't extinguish the flames on his body, he relied on it to strengthen his own vitality, resilience and immortality, and he has survived until now.

Now, the vampire who claims to be the closest to the true ancestor finally couldn't hold on any longer, and couldn't even activate the power of the .

Just like that, the vampire aristocrats in the field of the king of war were burned to the ground in the golden flames and disappeared without a trace.

The lord of the Principality of Ordialu in the Warlord Domain, Lord Ordialu, Dimitriel Vatra.

This legendary vampire who set off countless battles and pursued battles all his life died just like that.

"Boom..."

The holy sword of the sun also disappeared in the burning flames.

The flames that illuminated the world also gradually dimmed, allowing this sea of ​​flames to disappear.

Luo Zhen restrained the brilliant aura lingering around his body, while stopping the high-level magic power in his body, while letting it dilute and disperse, turning it into vast and majestic magic power again.

Standing alone in the gradually disappearing sea of ​​flames, Luo Zhen quietly looked at the location of the burned Vatra.

Finally, Luo Zhen also gave a comment.

"You're not bad either, I'm having a good time."

After finishing speaking, Luo Zhen turned and left as if he had completely forgotten about this opponent.

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