Chapter 1567 Thunder

Under the palace, in the darkness behind the gates.

The sound of praise resounded through the huge hollow.

Boiling sounds continued to sound from the scarlet mist, and a massive amount of blood-colored sticky squirming rose from the infinite pool. Accompanied by the praises of hundreds of sacrifices, it gradually merged into the huge secret ceremony. .

In the end, it turned into a scarlet ring like a shackle.

They nested heavily, rubbed against each other, made harsh sounds, and contracted inward with difficulty.

But in the shrunken secret ceremony, there were still crazy and chaotic roars, and huge faces suddenly emerged from the blood mist and rushed out.

The ear-piercing screams roared, setting off a hurricane.

At the front, the white snake remained motionless, just watching indifferently, watching the strange face that opened its mouth and smashed into pieces on the invisible wall.

Immediately after the cracked face, one giant hand after another condensed out of the blood mist, and those weird limbs with twisted knuckles set off thunder, frantically attacking all living creatures around them.

Frightened shouts kept ringing out from among the sacrifices. Some unlucky guy was dragged in, and the crisp echo of bones being crushed came from the blood mist of nothingness.

But soon, pale ashes flew up from the darkness.

The ashes from the swarm of abyss seemed to be endless, attached to the blood layer by layer, forming a hard shell.

Bound the violent force rushing in the blood mist.

Shrink, shrink again!

Until the end, the endless violent force was suppressed by the secret ritual of subjugation, and there was no room for resistance, and it was once again pressed into that shriveled body.

——Excommunicate your Majesty!

As the secret ceremony ended, the old body fell from mid-air and suspended above the endless pool. The wrinkled face moved slightly.

He raised his hand and scratched it casually, snoring loudly.

Still sleeping...

Outside the secret ritual, Huashengqing, who was in charge of the whole process, was sweating profusely and sitting on the ground as if he was almost exhausted. He turned back to look at White Snake:

"I've tried my best, but his condition... you know..."

Recalling the last painful experience of being beaten to pieces by a certain old doctor, Huashengqing's expression darkened and he twitched: "The power of subjugation is not something that can be touched and suppressed by human subjects. .

Let me tell you, there should be limits to overestimating one's abilities. "

"I know."

White Snake nodded calmly: "Your Majesty doesn't expect you to cure him back to his original state. Just make sure it doesn't get worse."

"He's almost awake."

Huashengqing was always paying attention to the situation of excommunication, and he jumped up from the ground as if he was electrocuted: "You can tell him the rest of the matter, and I will not interfere."

Before White Snake could react, he had already run away on crutches.

Not even a shadow was left.

Then, in the endless pool, the excommunicated minister stood up with his body standing up!

"Huh? Are you done checking?"

As if he just dozed off, he looked around, scratched his bare head, and said, "Where did that kid Huasheng go? Why did he run away after just hammering him once? Let's see if he dares to run again. Come and speak nonsense in front of the emperor!"

Regardless of the obstruction of other priests, he has walked out of the secret ceremony that has not yet ended...

Blockade, loosen a gap!

In an instant, the boiling sound sounded again, and from his body, the sleeping violent power erupted again, as if to tear his body apart and spurt out from his mouth and nose!

But then, Excommunication raised his hand nonchalantly, grasped the big bloody snake crawling out of his mouth, clamped it seven inches, and allowed it to struggle wildly, and then, coldly, cruelly, bit by bit, It stuffed itself back into her throat.

With a gulp, swallow them all!

In the suddenly swollen abdomen, the snake-like outline was still squirming crazily, trying to struggle. Then, Excommunication raised his fist and punched his stomach.

boom!

Be honest.

All the differences disappeared without a trace.

"Look at all the fancy stuff you guys have made, are they useful?"

Excommunication spat on the ground with disdain and shook his fist:

"This is not over anymore."

In the brief silence, Bai Snake looked at that disgusting face and couldn't help but sigh: "Thank you for your hard work, excommunication."

"As a human minister, I am just sharing the burden of your majesty in case of emergency. Why do you care about it?"

Excommunicated glanced at him and sneered: "Don't compare me, a national leader, with people like you who can only boast!"

White Snake's expression twitched for a moment, and he gritted his teeth.

Soon, he became calm again.

It's rare that this old lunatic didn't start making trouble after encountering him. It doesn't matter if you are beaten to death, but if you delay things, you'll be in trouble.

Be calm and calm.

Don't get angry with such a fool.

"What? Are you not convinced?" Excommunication glanced at him and raised his chin slightly: "A fight?"

What the hell are you...

Don't be angry, don't be angry, I'm not angry!

White Snake closed her eyes and took a deep breath. After a long time, she finally calmed down and brought the emperor's order in a business-like manner:

"His Majesty has decided to continue the war and orders you to be the pioneer of the country's subjugation."

"Then let's fight."

Excommunicate picked his toes and flicked the stains inside casually: "Anyway, old minister, no matter how bad I am, I am still more useful than those who gossip."

"..."

You're addicted to shit, aren't you?

The veins on White Snake's forehead were beating wildly, and he struggled to maintain his rationality and continued: "The flute player has evil intentions, and your Majesty also knows it.

Be careful.

This time, he dares to use the subjugation of the country as a shield, and I am afraid that there will probably be no good consequences in the future. When necessary, you must put the safety of leaving the palace first and don't get carried away. "

"Do you even need to say this?"

Excommunication waved his hand nonchalantly: "Just kill one of them and that's it. Why is it so troublesome?"

"..."

Amid the familiar feeling of cerebral hemorrhage, White Snake couldn't help but sigh: "Sometimes, I really miss you being sober."

Even back then, they were still incompatible.

But now, everything has changed.

There is no point in arguing anymore.

He has accomplished his mission.

"Then be prepared for excommunication." He finally said: "Don't lose the dignity of subjugating the country again in front of the two armies."

"rest assured."

Excommunication grinned and looked at his palms: "Thanks to that ghost in this situation... I actually remembered a lot of things due to some strange combination of circumstances."

There seemed to be still traces of vibration and buzzing in the skull.

The lingering sound left by the heavy mass cannon.

Under the terrifying impact of the power of the entire reality, what appeared in front of Excommunicated's eyes turned out to be a fleeting glimpse of the past.

The fleeting past, so clear.

The struggles engraved in the bone marrow are still vivid in my mind.

Just close your eyes, those once extremely distant memories have already appeared in front of you, even if they are only scratched by scales...

But it was enough to remind him of what he once looked like!

"I finally remembered."

The Excommunicated Lord looked up to the sky and laughed, spreading his arms: "What I am best at -"

At that moment, White Snake's expression suddenly changed. Before he could stop it, the sound of cracking sounded from the dome.

Because there is unparalleled terrifying determination rising into the sky from this old body!

Amid the endless death and destruction, a mighty iron light shrank and turned into a beam, tearing apart the thick earth in an instant, breaking through the emperor's courtyard, rising to the sky, cutting through the clouds, and leaving behind from the abyss. Dazzling brilliance.

It’s hard to look straight at!

And then, countless sharp blades screamed in fear and trembled uneasily from their sheaths.

"hahahahahahahaha!"

The Excommunicated Lord closed his eyes, immersed in the violent energy emerging from the memory, and laughed excitedly: "This is right, yes, this is me!"

He said:

"——I am, Sword Demon!"

Then, the heaven and earth shook violently, as if they were trembling!

In the turmoil of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking, White Snake was stunned and stopped talking several times.

In the end, I had no choice but to walk away!

Just returned to the main hall, before I even had time to report the situation, I heard the emperor's laughter, so happy!

"How is the condition of the Excommunicated Lord?"

The mourning minister's eyes widened in disbelief. He tugged on White Snake's sleeve and asked, "Has such a sharp aura been restored?"

"Recovery? What kind of recovery is this!"

White Snake threw away his sleeves angrily, and couldn't help but curse loudly: "It's because your brain is even worse!"

Sword Demon?

Bullshit sword demon!

Eight hundred years ago, the sword demon who came from nowhere was hammered to death by excommunication during his madness!

And only used one hand!

Let this guy go into battle...

Your Majesty, are you serious?

"Isn't it pretty good?"

On the throne, the King of Blight raised his chin and smiled: "It's rare to see my uncle so active. This is just the last battle. You can do whatever you want."

White Snake stared and wanted to speak, but saw the figure on the throne waving indifferently.

"Let's do it this way. It's always ugly to look forward and backward, and it's even less fun to compare money and money. Since it's the end of a long-awaited celebration, don't be so rigid."

The emperor issued the final decree regarding the war.

"Notice everyone, everyone, do whatever you want."

He said, "After the war begins, there will be no taboos."

So, the emperor smiled.

Looking forward to it, enjoying it, admiring it.

waiting.

On another sky, shrouded by eternal clouds of disaster, streaks of thunderous light flashed past, illuminating countless barriers and settlements.

Even in the center, there was the huge throne that seemed to occupy the axis of heaven and earth.

"Everlasting."

The Lord of Thunder on the throne suddenly opened his eyes and called softly.

"Your Majesty, I am here."

An erratic phantom emerged from in front of the King of Giants.

In the past, the female giant, who was known as the closest to eternal existence, had already gone too far in her distant dream of eternal sleep, so that she gradually erased her own form from the world.

At this moment, in this long dream that extends infinitely toward eternity, she looks at everything in the world and responds to the call from the Supreme Lord.

"Where's the ocean?"

The Maharaja asked, "How is the situation?"

"The seabed is dry and there is no water left."

Hengchang replied: "His soul has never returned, and the mark left behind is dim and unresponsive. It is indeed a struggle without regrets."

"What about the others?" the Maharaja asked.

"Qingkong is still sleeping and has not woken up, but Ashes heard your message not long ago and has just set off.

He said he wanted to see what kind of enemy could burn his favorite challenger to death.

I think he probably heard about Haiyang and just wanted to join in the fun...Do you want me to call him back? "

"It doesn't matter, since you're here, come on."

The monarch shook his head indifferently: "If you want to get in the way, let me teach him about dignity and inferiority."

"..."

In the brief silence, Hengchang sighed: "The tide has receded, Your Majesty, the war is meaningless, why are you still persisting in it?"

She said: “The news of the country’s recent collapse came: the blockade will be lifted and there will be no taboos.

It seems that they no longer intend to attack in an all-out way, so why do we still have to act as a shield for the clown Pied Piper? "

"The piper? Unpleasant, indeed."

The Maharaja raised his eyes and looked into the distance. His indifferent eyes swept over the black vortex that was gradually falling towards the current situation without any fluctuation.

He just made a conclusion calmly: "When the war between the worlds ends this time, let's go get that head that likes to make noises."

Hengchang asked: "Then why do you want to help him now?"

"You have indeed fallen asleep, Hengchang." The king laughed: "If Ashes were here, he wouldn't ask such a boring question."

"Because I want to," he said.

There was a long silence, speechless.

"Profit or loss? Victory or failure? I don't care about those things. Is a tide worth fighting for? Does the ocean come here for the so-called justice of the abyss cycle? No, those are not worth mentioning. .”

The Maharaja looked down into the infinite abyss and said, “We do not follow so-called morality because morality is too weak and fickle.

We do not obey fate because fate is capricious and unpredictable.

We do not worship the abyss, because something so ridiculous is not worthy of giants bowing their heads. "

"The whole time, we were just looking for our enemy, that's all," he said.

“Whether the tide goes up or the tide goes down, it doesn’t matter to me.”

The Maharaja touched the armrest of the throne and sighed softly: "But, seeing that guy in the ocean, he could fight with someone so heartily...

I actually started to envy him. "

too long.

Whether it is waiting or looking forward to it, it has been too long.

He couldn't wait.

"Why come in a hurry and leave in a hurry?"

The Maharaja told her: "I want to meet those friends who have passed away again, and I also want to make enemies of the people who represent them.

So, I want to go to the present situation, it’s that simple. "

In the long silence, Heng Chang bowed his head.

"Your will is respected, Your Majesty."

"Then, just declare it for me——"

"——Tomorrow, I will go out in person."

The Maharaja smiled and looked at the current situation, his dark eyes reflecting that tiny ray of light. "I'm going to fight my chosen enemy," he said.

Infinite darkness rose from the very end of hell, setting off ripples of terror that gradually enveloped the current situation.

The abyss thunders.