Chapter 1563 The So-Called Bond
When the moon's central axis was raised again, the shadow of death shrouded the battlefield.
After such a short intermission, even the fire caused by countless mass bombs had not yet risen to the sky, and it began to accumulate power again.
In the distance, in the spreading waves, a wisp of dust had actually blown towards the Subjugated Palace and landed on the edge of the tiles, polluting the gorgeous glow.
Such a treasonous act!
"presumptuous!"
Lv Lingqing roared angrily, almost overturning the table, unable to restrain his anger.
But the top priority is no longer to vent their anger, but how to deal with the celestial-level weapon that suddenly appeared on the battlefield.
For such a huge existence, the material resources and processes required to move even an inch are already staggeringly cumbersome, and there is no way to hide it. But even though the weapon was right in front of him, the propaganda minister couldn't even send back a scrap of information! ?
Simply disgraceful.
Even though he himself understood that this was just an expression of anger when he was powerless.
The turbid current that swallowed up the entire abyss and covered the current situation not only submerged the entire current situation, but also allowed the current situation to mobilize unprecedented resources, completely locking the inside and outside.
The deep turbulence and source waves caused by the collision between the three major blockades and the abyssal turbidity currents also completely isolated all fragile communications.
A turbid current, like a dark curtain, completely isolated both sides.
In the darkness, it is difficult to spy on each other's whereabouts.
Among the many existences in the abyss, except for the Golden Dawn before being severely damaged, the only one who has the opportunity to understand this... I am afraid that the only one who created all this with his own hands is the piper!
But he never spoke.
Nothing was said.
Just smile.
He was so malicious, putting both the current situation and the abyss on an equal footing, skillfully spreading disputes, and intensifying the situation to the extreme. Then he stood by and watched the war and fighting, stroking his hands and laughing, or pretending to lament.
This is what the madman likes to do most.
Because of this, even White Snake, who had been forced to accept the favor of the flute player, was not willing to have any communication with him easily.
He always offers a bargaining chip that no one can refuse...
Even if you know it's packed with poison.
At this point, the Lü Lingqing, who was in charge of the main force of the subjugation of the country, had no time to resent the flute player's concealment. He could only make a quick calculation on the scroll he carried with him and made up his mind.
"Please White Snake, please immediately report to Your Majesty and initiate the departure from the palace!"
He solemnly reported: "It will be dangerous if you are too late!"
In an instant, White Snake's gloomy face appeared in the projection: "Lü Ling, this is the Imperial Palace, do you know what you are talking about?!"
He mercilessly rebuked: "The main body that has left the palace has not yet completed its ascent. If anything goes wrong, do you dare to work on the [Holy Body]?"
The Law Lord lowered his head, but did not accept the protection from the White Snake. He just took off his crown and said, "This disrespect is an unforgivable crime. I am willing to bear the consequences.
However, the opportunity is ahead, and I only hope that your Majesty will issue a holy judgment. "
"Arrogant!" White Snake roared.
"It doesn't matter."
A cheerful voice sounded from the side: "It's just a dilapidated house. If the law officer needs it, what if it's demolished?"
I'm sure. "
On the throne, the Lord of the Subjugated Country held his chin and looked at the battlefield with leisurely eyes. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if expecting: "Lord, do you still need my help?"
"I don't dare."
The law officer fell to the ground as if he was struck by lightning.
"Tsk." The King of Blight shook his head regretfully and sighed: "It's really boring - although it is more enlightened than an old-fashioned person like White Snake, it is limited... No wonder they never call you when they drink."
"His Majesty--"
Lu Lingqing lost his voice and his expression twitched.
For a moment, even I didn't know whether this was anxiety about the battle situation, shame for being rude, or shame after being teased.
Or maybe it's the same urge to vomit blood as White Snake.
But it’s already here, do you still have the heart to joke?
"I've said it all, don't be too old-fashioned. You're always so arrogant about spending money, so I can't blame you for being toyed with and applauded by that guy.
A freak like the flute player is inherently unreliable. The moment you place expectations on him, you have already lost. "
The King of Blight waved his hand nonchalantly: "The matter has come to an end. If you want to try it, just go ahead and do it. Don't worry about it. You can do whatever you want.
Let me think about it. For the time being, I will allow you to take over the power of subjugating the country. "
He said: "Let me see what you can do."
In this way, he put the supreme power into the hands of his subordinates in an understatement.
In the sudden silence, White Snake's expression suddenly changed, and he hesitated to speak, but in the eyes above the imperial steps, he finally fell silent.
"minister……"
Lu Lingqing's eyes widened in disbelief.
Lips quivering.
Speechless.
"Didn't you say that time is precious? There is no need to say more."
The emperor paused for a moment, and his smile became more cheerful: "Whether it's asking for guilt or asking for credit, let's leave it to the banquet later."
"minister……"
The law orders you to kowtow. Already, grateful.
Resisting the urge to cry, he solemnly promised: "I will live up to His Majesty's expectations!"
At that moment, what rose from the abyss was the blood that dyed everything scarlet, and the glow of the source material that turned everything pale.
That is country subjugation.
The blood of a subjugated country is flowing, rising from the darkness, gathering, entangling above hell, surrounding the palace, and faintly outlines the huge figure on the throne overlooking everything.
Filling the heaven and earth.
Driven by the infinite secret ritual, the shadow of the empty emperor slowly raised a finger, pointed forward, and then squandered a terrifying turbulence that almost burned most of the battlefield.
The palace roared and cracked open.
The territory of a subjugated country stretches across the abyss, and the cities of a subjugated country are lined with hells - this is a feat that has never been done before in all generations, a great deed that spans infinite time.
This is how a foreign object created by exhausting material resources and ingenuity cannot bear the terrifying weight.
Even though the main body of leaving the palace is not yet complete.
Even if the strength gathered at this moment is insufficient, it is just a hasty dispatch...
Now, after several epochs, this authority, which is huge enough to hold the entire abyss in its hands, has risen again under the will of the emperor!
Toward the present situation, gushing!
In the terrifying flash that illuminated the eternal darkness, the huge protection covering the moon surface shattered in response, leaving piercing scorch marks on the unfolded moon surface, and blood spread.
The terrifying shocks spread and reciprocated from the huge celestial body, leaving layers of cracks.
In the command room, countless alarms went off.
Amid the chaos, Ah He still sat in his seat, like a rock, unwavering: "Don't worry, don't stop."
She said, "Go on."
As a result, countless flashes of light continued to gather on the central axis of the moon.
But amidst the earth-shattering noise, the second flash of light had risen again from the palace, bringing down destruction mercilessly.
After the framework and protection fell apart, the huge crust peeled off, lost in the deep space, and flew away. The star frame and complex structure made of large pieces of steel were exposed, sparks burst out, and flames spread.
And the glow that continues to converge on the central axis of the moon continues!
Until the third flash of destruction rose from the palace, the person in charge of the moon turned pale, gritted his teeth, and wanted to say something, but in the end he swallowed it.
He just roared and issued the final order: "Don't stop, keep going!"
At that moment, in front of the stream of light, there was a huge silhouette rising slowly.
Hell Fortress Horus!
At this moment, the twilight city created by miracles spread out its invisible wings, soaring and rising from the sky, slowly approaching the orbit of the subjugation bombardment.
The burning sun disc rises slowly from it.
Like a moth to a flame.
Everyone was stunned on the spot.
Even Yegor couldn't believe it.
As early as the moment he regarded Russell as his opponent, the information and trends of the entire Kingdom of Heaven lineage had already been put into his observation and understanding - except for its creator and Russell, there are probably very few people who can be like him. Understand the existence of Heavenly Prison Fortress.
Therefore, it became clearer that it was not a combat weapon or a tool for destruction.
It’s about preserving the seeds for the future.
Like the Nowhere of the Golden Dawn and the Gospel Seat of Elysium.
A moving hell, a lawless place that is not within the jurisdiction of the current situation, a place created by the heavenly lineage for itself.
The foundation of the future of the Utopia.
The value it creates is more important than its destructive power, and its future is more important than its present.
"..."
In a brief moment of astonishment, he subconsciously turned back and looked to his side: "Is this...what do you mean?"
Russell remained calm.
"You are actually right about one sentence, 'This world cannot be saved only by the Utopia' -" the old man continued: "But this does not mean that we can just sit back and watch."
He glanced at Yegor and told him:
"Give it back to you."
Even if it is the slightest favor, I am completely unwilling to owe it.
Nor is the giver allowed to refuse.
This is the only remaining dignity of the Utopia in front of the governing body.
At that moment, when Huaishi raised his arms again, the Heavenly Prison Fortress roared, and under Dongjun's dispatch and urging, the endless Styx rushed forward in his call.
Sweeping across the entire sky, countless phases unfolded, intertwined in chaotic depths, forming turbulence. Occupying the Heavenly Prison Fortress in the middle of the sky, it suddenly burned red.
Countless thick structures peeled off from it, fell to the earth, and melted into molten iron in mid-air, revealing wisps of tiny flashes of light like falling stars.
That was not the destruction of the power of subjugation, but the result of overloaded heat being unleashed wantonly in Beelzebub's roar.
Against the incoming light, the Heavenly Prison Fortress shook and rose inch by inch.
It's difficult and turbulent, and it's unsustainable!
The ear-piercing crackling sound echoed continuously in the sky, and the sharp scream of twisted steel continued to spread. In just a moment of collision, the huge Hell Fortress was repelled by the torrent in the rising smoke, and bounced back. open!
Cracks emerged from the huge city gate, and were blocked by Huai Shi's iron light, forcing them to remain intact.
And with all the power of the Heavenly Kingdom Lineage at this moment, there is nothing that can be done to stop this force of subjugation from moving forward.
However, there is no need to do more.
All it takes is for that portion of destruction to shift...by an insignificant inch!
So, if you miss the slightest bit, you will be wrong by a thousand miles!
Just as Lu Lingqing roared, the deflected turbulence had lost its way from its original trajectory, scraped against the edge of the moon, cut a straight gap in the originally round celestial body, and then flew towards the present situation.
In the end, under the layers of interception by the border defense front, it was silently shared and eliminated by the entire world.
Snapped!
The sound of breaking sounded from Lu Lingqing's hand.
"Haha, is this Russell guy taking advantage of you again?"
In the command room at the center of the moon, Ah He couldn't help but laugh. She could almost imagine the faces of countless people in the command bureau, but that had nothing to do with her.
Now, the most important thing is this...
she says:
"--emission!"
On the central axis of the moon, the glow spurts and rises!
"Hold it!!!"
Lu Lingqing's face was livid, and he unleashed all his strength without hesitation, regardless of the cracks in his soul that were being torn apart by the weight of the country's subjugation.
The bloody light rose like a curtain.
Blocked before leaving the palace.
Protect the emperor!
But at this moment, the King of Hell on the throne did not speak. He just remained silent and sighed with regret.
He didn't care that he might be targeted by the enemy and was in danger.
Ignoring White Snake's shouts and urgings.
However, he picked up the wine glass again and faced the present situation.
Towards the moon, the commander who is planning all this behind the scenes.
"Although I don't know what kind of sage and hero he is, it is worthy of this cup to be able to meet him."
The King of Blight raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.
Let that ray of light streak across the sky, pass over the palace, and then submerge into the abyss...pass over the entire battlefield, and fall into the eternal darkness.
Then, in that darkness, the flashes of thousands of suns ignited.
Dead silence.
In the central military camp, the law officer was stunned.
The artillery fire was fired from the central axis of the moon, but it did not aim at any target on the battlefield, and even dismissed the palace. The throne was not in danger of being shaken...
It should have been a great thing, but after the reaction, Lu Lingqing's eyes were about to split.
Only then did he react.
He had just made the most wrong choice——
And what caused all of this was his proud loyalty!
Now, the most important strategic goal for the current situation has never been the subjugation of the country, nor the Sea of Thunder, let alone the two kings, the King of Blight and the King of Thunder.
Their enemy is the entire abyss.
To be precise, it caused countless rulers to awaken and ascend, leading to wars in all realms...
Deep tide! ! !
At this moment, the result carefully crafted by the Survival Institute, the work that was just improved after experiments on the rancher not long ago - [Ω-type deep annihilation generator], driven by the moon's central axis, finally Completely aroused, he sank into the bottom of the abyss.
In that ocean of chaos and nothingness, completely exploded!
The turbulent blowout from the depths turned into an unexpected and terrifying turbulence, quickly sweeping everything!
As a result, the deep tide, which had been completely overdrawn after being stimulated by the turbid current, ushered in unprecedented chaos at that moment.
Stuck, stagnant!
But the center axis of the moon did not stop, and even fired again without any buffer!
Amid the loud noise that shook the abyss, he threw deadly daggers into the darkness again and again, stabbing the entire abyss!
When each ray of fierce light exploded in the abyss, it set off layers of turbulence. Massive hells collided in one place due to the turbulent currents, and cracked into cracks.
Or, simply turn into nothingness within the scope of annihilation!
With the shelling of the moon's central axis, just like the results of tens of thousands of simulations conducted by the Survival Institute, unprecedented changes were set off in the depth tide.
The mad rush caused countless hells to rise and fall, and finally, the signs of decline could no longer be concealed.
They're drawing fire from the bottom of the cauldron!
He did not hesitate to follow the piper and step hard on the abyss cycle again, causing the deep tide that had been thrown into the abyss to accelerate towards dryness and end it all in advance!
And now, when the six degrees of flash passed.
The central axis of the moon completely cracked, dissolved, and fell off from the moon, ushering in its end.
In other words, it's done.
In the distance, from the abyss, the last hollow echo came.
The originally violent and surging deep tide seemed to have had its backbone taken away, and gradually withered.
Depletion is about to begin.
Even though it would seem extremely long compared to the size of the entire abyss, the outcome of the war between the worlds had already been settled in this instant.
"It seems that this time I am afraid it will be in vain..."
At the highest point of the palace, the King of Blight put down his wine glass regretfully: "The third expedition has not yet defeated the opponent. Looking at the history of country subjugation, it is rare.
It should be said that it is worthy of the current situation? "
In the dead silence, all the subjects lowered their heads and no one responded.
No one even dared to speak.
But, tasting this shame in silence, it was hard to swallow.
Until the King of Blight spoke again: "Master Tiangong."
"I'm here."
In the corner of the hall, a strange figure stood up, holding a huge head that did not match his body at all, and moved forward cautiously, for fear that his ugly appearance would stain the sight of the Supreme King.
"Did you see it?" The King of Blight stretched out his hand and pointed at the moon covered in lava and ashes: "That's what defeated us. Don't be outdone next time."
"My lord, you know your shame."
Tiangong Qing bowed solemnly.
"Then, White Snake, go prepare to withdraw your troops, and don't forget to pick up your uncle, otherwise it will be terrible if the old man loses his temper.
By the way, tell that guy in the law - although the defeat in this battle is not his fault, the punishment is inevitable. "
The King of Blight thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled jokingly: "Back at the banquet, when my uncle wants to challenge him, I will not break up the fight."
Under the imperial steps, White Snake was shocked, hesitated, and opened his mouth to speak again.
But the emperor did not give him a chance to say anything. He just waved his hand, turned and left, leaving a final sigh: "What kind of people will stop us when we come next time?"
He sighed, already starting to look forward to it.
In the abyss, is there any more precious pleasure than this?
On the other side of the battlefield, on the throne of the Great King, the giants who filled the world did not speak.
He didn't even pay attention to the outcome of the battle.
He just stared calmly at the corner of the battlefield.
Through the obstacles of mountains and rift valleys, I witnessed the final outcome of the duel.
There are also those two storm lights that rise up and seem to burn out all the darkness!
"Your Majesty..."
The priest trembled and knelt down to report, but the giant turned a deaf ear.
Just a sigh of regret.
"What a shame."
Lord Thunder sighed with emotion and patted the throne made of the bones of the King of Hell under him: "Limited by this position, I have no chance to face such a powerful enemy...
Apart from Utopia, which defeated the Ashes last time, is there any such opponent in the current situation? "
He looked away.
At that moment, the sound of the blade breaking sounded from in front of the giant of the sea.
On the scorched earth, the bloody soldier knelt down on one knee, unable to support his huge body any longer. After countless deep scars visible on the bones, the bones looked like they were made of iron and were covered with cracks.
On the dissolved face, the bones were exposed, and the bloodshot pupils gradually dimmed.
In his hands, the two giant swords that opened up mountains, rivers and oceans were already full of gaps.
[Tai'a] and [Ding Qin], the swords of the former king of Eastern Xia were completely exhausted, broken into several pieces, and turned into scattered iron light.
Disappear.
In the dead silence, only flying ashes rose from the remains of the sea giant, flying back to the abyss.
In the end, only the severed head was left, falling to the ground like a mountain.
On that broken face, there was a faint smile remaining.
So enjoyable.
The giant that used to tower between heaven and earth, now passed away, was so peaceful and quiet, like a phantom, it was incredible.
In the long silence, Chu Hai stared at the face of the giant of the sea. He opened his mouth several times to speak, but in the end, all that was left was a tired sigh.
There is no joy or happiness, only regret and regret.
"Did you see it, Xiaoqing?"
Chu Hai looked back and stared at the place where Gou Chen had gone: "It turns out that even if a giant dies, it will turn into ashes."
No one spoke.
I can't see the smiling face of the past either.
Only the wind blows from afar, as if it brings a response from the deceased.
In the current realm, cheers and shouts rose up, like a sea wave, gradually coming.
At this moment, the darkness dissipated from the sky.
In the dazzling light from the distance, everything was illuminated again, the sky and the earth were clear, just like the kingdom of heaven, announcing the arrival of victory.
Then... it finally illuminated those strange scenes hidden in the darkness!
All sounds fell into silence.
All the joy was gone.
It was one root, one strip, one road, thousands of threads, overwhelming, countless scarlet threads!
I don’t know where it came from, and I don’t know where it goes.
I don’t even know when it started happening.
In this not-so-brief time, invisible and skillful hands were spinning threads in the abyss, striving for excellence to create their own creations.
Finally, following the rush of the turbid current, using this darkness as a cover, it almost completely enveloped the entire battlefield, and even entangled the current situation!
And now, as those lines danced, a hoarse hum finally sounded from the void.
So playful and so enjoyable.
Elements of Destruction: The Piper!
"Haha, hahahaha, hahahahaha, that's it, that's it?"
Above the palace, the King of Blight, who had originally turned to leave, slowly raised his head. In confusion, he could no longer hold back and laughed loudly: "Will that guy who hides his head and tail dare to stand on stage one day?
In order to achieve his own goals, he did not hesitate to use everything..."
In this way, without any hesitation, I offer applause and admiration to the clown that I despised in the past:
"It's really a commendable ambition!"
At this moment, whether it was the current situation or the abyss, all eyes were involuntarily looking at the place where countless scarlet threads gathered.
Beyond the darkness that quickly faded with the decline of the tide, there was a huge shadow that enveloped the entire scene at some unknown time!
"what is that?"
Yegor's voice trembled, extremely dry, unwilling to face the nightmare that quietly emerged after the phantom of victory.
Even if it is, I already know it.
All entities formed in the chaos of the collapsed hell, the wreckage of countless past realms, the incarnation of all tangible dead things in the abyss...
——Mother of Stone!
Now, even ordinary people's imagination cannot touch the edge. The quality, which is comparable to dozens of existing situations put together, is already suspended high above the existing situation under the support of the turbid current.
Countless blood turned into threads, chains, and cables, entwined around the current situation and the body of the Mother of Stone, and finally gathered at the fingertips of the flute player.
"Huh? Was it revealed so quickly?"
The faceless jester master seemed stunned, sighed, and nodded, "I understand, this is what is called [Deus Ex Machina] in the current world, right?
Plans that should obviously go smoothly always encounter setbacks and omissions in various unexpected surprises. Because there is no love, because there is no heart, the great plans of the villains to control the world or destroy everything will always end in messy accidents, and ultimately a humiliating defeat at the hands of the protagonist.
Hahaha, this is the beauty of fate..."
Beside the flute player, Tian Cheng, who had witnessed all this, was already pale and sweating profusely.
"These……"
He looked at the silk thread in the flute player's hand, swallowed his saliva, and asked dryly: "What on earth are these?"
"This? Well, this is what I call [bond], Tiancheng!"
The flute player laughed, pulling countless threads, and proudly showed it to his followers: "You see, we are creating bonds, aren't we?
We are always creating more bonds, haha, hahahahaha..."
In the maniacal laughter, as he dragged his fingers, countless bloody threads danced lightly between the abyss - named death, named hatred, named despair and pain...
Since the day the War of the Realms began, under the guidance of the Piper, all killings and deaths have been sacrifices for it. All decay and destruction are sacrifices made for it.
In the end, with the sacrifice of countless lives, even the illusory fate appeared in this form from the hands of the flute player - this is the unbreakable connection between the present state and the abyss, with countless deaths and lives The chain made of it!
From the beginning, it will only lead to destruction, the bond!
"Behold, friends, the bond of blood connects us!"
The flute player raised his hands, cheered, praised, danced with joy: "Now, we are one!"
The final moment has arrived, and the final horn has sounded——
Those boring and long boring stories should end!
Let us sing songs, hold hands, heart to heart, hate each other, kill each other, and fall into hell together...
Or, to perish!
Countdown to current destruction——[37:41]
Sorry, it's late.
It took me until now to finally write this paragraph.
At this point, the War of All Realms is coming to an end. In this last part, in addition to the ending of the war, there is actually a part about Sophora Poems and the Burning Sun of the Abyss.
And, about Taiyi.
I don’t want to divide it into volumes anymore, there isn’t much plot, so it shouldn’t be long and should be written very quickly.
However, I haven't figured out how to present some of the details, and I always feel anxious when I start writing. I estimate that the bumps and difficulties will be even greater than before.
Please allow me to send it to you for two days, and I’ll be back soon!