Chapter 1560 Iron Stone
On top of the scorched earth and ruins, broken figures climbed up from the corpses.
In the complete silence, it was as if the invisible tide suddenly receded under the scorching sun, revealing the rocks that remained here.
The name of the tide is death, and all that is left are the souls who are unwilling to return.
The pale face lifted.
Eyes surging with flames looked toward hell.
In a short span of time, on the entire battlefield, regardless of distance or distance, countless dying people were recast in the scorching sun and returned from the edge of death.
Forgot the fear and hesitation, no longer shaken.
Attack the enemy in front of you again——
Even better than before!
Under the illumination of this solemn light, death and destruction seemed to recede in horror and become out of reach.
When Dongjun's light fell from the sky and filled every corner of the battlefield with an unprecedented exaggerated scope, everything became completely different.
Huaishi closed her eyes, spread her arms, and the light of the scorching sun shone toward the abyss!
From Dongjun's melody, countless responses rise from the earth, like musical notes.
Brought the name of the other party.
First the dying, then the severely injured, and finally, the minor injuries...
The moment Dongjun's shining light unfolded, the statistics of the dead members in the center came to a standstill, with only single digits crawling upward slowly, struggling.
Massive vitality and essence are gifted to all things from the light.
Integrating into every sublimated soul, it eliminates all poison and heals all wounds. Unless it disappears in an instant, as long as there is still one breath left, death will never be allowed to take away the soul in his hands.
The vast miracle was broken down into countless small miracles and delivered to everyone who needed it.
This can't even be called resurrection, it's just an 'emergency treatment' based on instinct - and at the moment when the thought turns, countless rainbow lights start to move on their own as if they are alive.
The complicated and complex Grand Mysteries of the past seemed to have been given life and had a soul under Dongjun's promotion.
Countless laws and frameworks that have never been seen or understood emerged with Huai Shi's thinking, and categories emerged, allowing him to use, catalyze and adjust them as he pleased.
He was so smart and flattering that it almost made all the Grand Mystery Maintenance Organizations in the Bureau weep.
Huai Shi gave up thinking.
There is no need for such a thing!
The entire process, which requires the careful coordination of tens of thousands of different laws and frameworks from more than forty professional fields, was able to achieve the final effect, but it unfolded smoothly in his hands.
All he needed was to gently reach out and push.
Push this power to where it is needed most——
Everything was so smooth and natural that he felt like he had become an electronic prayer wheel sold cheaply online and a fully automatic merit harvester.
Just turn it, turn it and that’s it!
Until, after the completion of the rainbow light, unexpected news suddenly appeared in the great secret ritual.
[Hell Reconstruction Tool Set · Crown of National Sorrow Detected]
[Administrator account detected·Tianwen]
[Whether to activate, YES/NO]
? ? ?
In a daze, Huai Shi subconsciously touched the miraculous mark on his head - does it have such a function?
The moment his curiosity emerged, the crown of national mourning on his head disappeared without a trace. Instead, there was a brilliant halo rising above the sun.
Records of events named Tianwen flowed from it, and layers of complicated textures were imprinted on the sun disk. A versatile tool woven with the desires of the human world unfolded in Dongjun's soul.
Even without Huai Shi's exploration, the structure of the entire world suddenly changed from Dongjun's eyes, completely different from the past.
The dazzling parameters are constantly changing from the soul, and the functions that are so complex that Huai Shi has no way to start are rising from before his eyes like a rainstorm.
Depth changes, leyline adjustment, climate control, tidal frequency, gravitational balance, sediment concentration, source material flow...
Huai Shi couldn't figure out what these things were. In surprise, the only thought came to my mind - creative mode, it's on!
Not fully open though.
Due to the lack of support from relevant modules and institutions, most of the functional modules have unresponsive scarlet words, restricted, insufficient permissions, etc., but the remaining part alone is enough for Huai Shi to slowly explore .
"Here, let me see—"
Dongjun, who took office temporarily, grinned and rubbed his little hands excitedly. With a thought, he blocked all the functions that he did not understand and were restricted at all, and began to browse through the functions that he was most familiar with among the countless functions.
Then, he stretched out his palm and conveyed instructions to everything below.
——[Essence Armament·Legion Fist], all authorized and open!
boom! ! ! !
Above the vast sky, the sun's disc suddenly whirled around, bursting out with thunder that crushed the sky.
The dazzling iron light turned into a heavy rain, falling from the sun, and instantly spread all over the battlefield!
In an instant, with the authority of the King of Light, all the members of the four legions were connected and unified. Then, this pure power forged from countless souls was handed down to every reborn person. in hands!
On the barren and dry land, one can see countless black tides bursting out in an instant.
From the roar of those reborn, the impact surged forward.
As a result, arrays, lines of defense, and even opponents within easy reach were crushed to pieces in this sudden explosion!
But Huaishi no longer bothered to observe the situation carefully.
The movement in his hands was non-stop.
Not just stop here——
Dongjun's soul circulates in the sun, unfolding everything he has.
[Axe of Anger], [Cord of Sorrow], [Sword of Virtue], [Hammer of Pain], [Spear of Compassion]...
——All authorized, all open!
He gave away everything he had without reservation.
At that moment, what was shed from the sun was an overwhelming torrent of source matter!
Following the alarm from the Great Mystery, Huai Shi's eyes turned red. Dong Jun's carrying capacity was completely filled up in an instant, reaching the upper limit and almost shutting down!
Covering the entire scope of hell, all battlefields, the four major legions and even the major lineages, everyone saw the stream of light running towards them at this moment.
Like an angry bull, like a silent deer, like a dark wolf, or a dark snake, a bloodthirsty crow...
And right at this moment, on the front line.
In front of dozens of Ascended Ones who were reborn from the corpses, the array of the abyss was torn apart, and waves visible to the naked eye were set off in the advancing legions.
Those giant blood descendants from the Sea of Thunder, the hell legions who had fought countless battles, unexpectedly faced an unexpected counterattack in front of the seventy-one artificial sublimators.
"what!"
The centurion, who was advancing in a pool of blood, held the incomplete giant ax in his hand, widened his eyes, and looked at his chest - the spear that penetrated his body.
Even, the sublimated person holding a spear.
The hollow pupils reflected the scorching sun in the sky, spraying fierce light, and completely different source of energy fluctuations rose from the reborn body, carrying violent heat.
It's like, burning!
"die!"
Ignoring the sharp blade that penetrated the body, the spear swept across, and a deathly sluggish head flew into the sky, fell, and was trampled into pieces!
In the flying blood, a magnificent carol seemed to be heard from the distance.
"Thanks."
The reborn sublimators grinned and expressed their heartfelt thanks and appreciation to the scorching sun above the sky. Then, against the dark ebb and flow, the endless swarm rushed in!
No fear of death.
On the battlefield, more figures shrouded in the blazing sun climbed up from among the corpses.
Continuously, endlessly...
At this moment, many rulers were standing on high places, overlooking the scene on the front line, feeling a chill that they had never felt before in their hearts.
Everything is so bright under the sunshine.
But at this moment, for the abyss, it has become so gloomy and cold.
From beginning to end, the sun and light favor only one side.
What is left to the other side is only darkness and death.
And similarly, what is unbelievable at this moment is not only the abyss, but even the busy and noisy center cannot help but be swallowed up by deathly silence the moment the statistical results appear.
Fourteen percent!
Under Dongjun's light, among all the frontline artificial sublimators, the smallest increase in combat effectiveness was 14%! And on the front line, where the sun is most favored, the highest amplitude even reaches 39%!
But compared to the truly terrifying data, this is just sparse and ordinary.
Those who were completely recast by Huai Shi and brought back from the brink of death received a staggering 100% improvement!
Even two hundred, three hundred, four hundred!
An almost endless rise...
It was like a mass-produced mortal object suddenly turned into a rare and famous sword, showing a terrifying edge!
With the blessing of the Origin Arms and the assistance of the Crown of National Sorrow, all the current legions in the entire hell underwent transformation in an instant.
But at the same time, this healing and rebirth are not without cost.
Death is not permanent departure either.
It is just a choice to continue waiting further away.
Just like the consequences faced in the past transfer station - every time he is reborn as a last resort, Dongjun's divinity will cause damage to the unstable artificial soul.
In order to repair this damage, Huaishi could only let their souls move closer to Dongjun's group to increase their strength and restore the trauma.
But facing such an intense war, it was more like drinking poison to quench thirst, even though Huaishi had left the most solemn reminder in his soul.
Because the closer you reach the limit, the greater the blessings and blessings you can receive and bear!
At the same time, I became more and more unwilling to look back!
Snapped!
In the fighting at the front line, the bloody sublimated ones were slightly stagnant.
It was as if I heard a cracking sound coming from the depths of my soul, and then the second, third…
He lowered his head blankly and looked at his arms. But he discovered that under the peeling flesh and blood, at some point, the texture of steel had spread to the surface of the body, from the inside out.
No more flesh and blood grew out of the gap in the chest... only tiny cracks appeared, gradually extending, climbing up the iron face.
In the moment of astonishment, he seemed to finally understand something.
He couldn't help but smile regretfully.
Using his last strength, he turned around, but he could no longer see the figures following him, only those large groups of figures surging like a tide.
Submerged the way back.
Faintly, across a long distance, he seemed to see a familiar figure running wildly, shouting hoarsely towards him, but he could not see clearly or hear clearly.
Too far.
Unknowingly, have you come this far?
But for a moment, he felt that everything was close at hand again. Those lost companions and those friends who were chasing him were standing in the same place again.
Bathed in the same sunshine, so it is so satisfying.
No more alone.
"it's a pity."
The nameless Ascended One raised his head for the last time and looked at the sun above the sky. Give your last smile and gratitude to that glimmer of light that belongs to you.
"But, it's not bad..."
Just like that, the last soul burned out in the light.
Silently turned into stone.
No more sound.
The tide of the abyss submerged him, but behind him, more fires continued to ignite, stepping over the blood flowing on the ground, and continued to move forward.
When he passed by him, he nodded slightly, and then faced the enemies with no end in sight again, and walked deeper into the darkness.
Until, countless iron and stones at the forefront turned into an invisible embankment.
Those dead souls made of iron never retreated.
No matter how hard the sun behind you stays.
Just, move straight forward, towards hell and abyss...
Towards his own belated death.
This is the final march of the deceased.