Chapter 238 The Mighty Night Ends Here; the Day of Wrath Is Finally Coming!
(Thank you to the leader Nakajima Kaze for your support. I should have written it in the title, but the title was too short and I couldn’t write it...).
"Is friendship magic...?"
The prince was stunned for a long time, then nodded slowly and agreed from the bottom of his heart: "That's very well said."
This actually made Huai Shi feel bad for stealing lines from children's cartoons.
The prince did not refuse the precious respite given by Huai Shi. The prince calmly regained his posture and raised his head again amidst the singing of his people, his face radiant.
"Such a battle is so refreshing, Huaishi, why didn't we get to know each other earlier?"
He sighed sadly: "A little earlier, a little earlier, a long, long time ago... How great would it be if we could get to know each other, get to know each other, and explore together on that land?"
"Although I'm very grateful to you, Your Highness, for your deep friendship, shouldn't it be better for a girl to say this?" Huai Shi shrugged: "Don't look at me like this, I'm actually quite capable of defeating my teammates."
"That's such a shame."
The prince chuckled.
The white horse neighed loudly, its iron hoofs beat on the ground, and exhaled a line of fiery breath. Its wings suddenly spread out, and the feathers turned into light.
The holy wings of light spread out from this hell, paying respect to the enemy with a pure and hearty smile.
"Then let's start again!"
"good!"
The majestic melody of the Ode to Joy rose again, and Huai Shi spread his sword and ax in his hand, roaring with a vibrating sound, and ran forward wildly.
Endless power blessed his body, and he felt as if he had transformed into light.
Wherever it passed, the frantic source of energy spread on the earth, causing the grass seeds dropped in the broken bags to germinate and grow. Then countless towering trees grew out, and in the blink of an eye, the withered glory turned into a solemn and cold tree. jungle.
The mountain ghost roared, stepped on the growing trees, galloped towards the sky, and slashed down with the ax blade!
The sword swept across.
Loud thunder bursts from the sky.
The white horse roared loudly, and its wings of light vibrated again, forcibly suppressing such a blow from Huai Shi. Then, more solemn power emerged from the prince's body, and the gap cracked on the handsome face, reflecting the pair of blue eyes. His eyes became more and more quiet and profound.
The prince is burning.
Pure light condenses from the blade, and the majesty of iron bursts out from it, slashing down!
Unparalleled sharpness.
Huai Shi felt a sharp shock on her wrist. Under the blessing of layers of strength, the ax blade suddenly cracked, and a tragic scratch was left on the back of the sacrificial knife.
He flew upside down.
And the Pegasus spread its wings and came in pursuit. The prince raised his sword and struck again!
But in mid-air, Huai Shi seemed to have given up resistance, stretching his limbs and exhaling the hot breath in his chest. The next moment, dark green fire burst out from his eyes.
Like the scorching sun shining on it.
The phantoms broke free from their bodies, each holding a sword and an ax, facing the charging prince. The mountain ghost roared and spit out three feet of cold fire from its mouth.
From his hand, the chain whizzed out and was tied to Pegasus' neck.
Immediately afterwards, spears, daggers, and sharp axes roared, and the low echo turned into a beat, overlapping in one place, and perfectly integrated into the climax melody of the Ode to Joy.
A chord!
With the blessing given by Lily, Huai Shi is now able to unleash moves like Long Xiang's after a little preparation.
Destroy everything!
The white horse neighed violently.
A gap opened on his neck, blood spurted out, and the prince's sword suddenly shook under Huai Shi's chop, and the sword tip flew up and landed on the ground.
broken.
The wings of the white horse spread out and stayed in the sky. The prince raised the sword blade in astonishment and stared at the broken sword at the front. Soon, he showed a smile of admiration.
"Let me repay you for your amazing skills with this blow, Huai Shi, my challenger!"
Above the sky of the stage, he stared at the fallen boy, slowly raised the blade in his hand, and declared loudly, "I would like to surrender my whole soul to this sword, and my virtue will coexist with our legend - —”
Amidst the impassioned chorus, the praises of all the people and the expectations of the girl, a light like a pillar of flame rose above the sword blade.
The light was like a flame, entwining around the broken blade, rising upwards, like a banner of light, soaring into the sky, leaving behind a long trail in the fierce wind that was engraved in everyone's eyes.
The mighty trumpet sound erupted here, announcing to the world the prince's bravery and strength, and praising the divine power and strength contained in this sword.
"O great spirit of the gods, rely on this sword."
With the prince's cry, the flag of light was raised high, and virtue and hope burst into light. The pure and dazzling light occupied the only main axis between heaven and earth.
As the prince declared loudly, the huge burning sword of light slashed downwards:
"——The long and mighty night ends here!"
That is, the torrent of light that bursts out from the blade moves straight forward, preferring to bend rather than bend. With an indomitable momentum, it destroys all obstacles.
This magnanimity is reflected in the virtue and integrity that comes from the heart, and this strength is truly noble.
Just by looking at it, you can understand the hope placed on that figure.
Just listen and you will hang your head in the midst of that impassioned declaration.
The eternal night is broken with one slash.
Immediately, the sky was filled with light.
In the dead silence, even the hymn of joy filled with joy and blessings was cut through by the roar of this sword. Countless blessings and BUFFs were shattered under this sword.
The majestic dense forest fell apart and collapsed under the irradiation of light.
All darkness is purified.
The long night ends here.
Dawn comes.
This is the essential restraint against the power of darkness, a terrifying attack without any blind spots or gaps, tearing apart all darkness and announcing the arrival of light.
When the rising smoke and burned ashes gradually dissipated in the strong wind.
After a layer of broken barriers, Huai Shi's thin figure slowly raised his head, and a shattering sound came from the broken face, as if it was about to completely fall apart.
Countless dark sources slowly dissipated from his body.
"Is this the transformation of life and death?"
Huai Shi's lips opened and closed, and the fragments peeled off from her face. As the corners of her mouth raised, she revealed a sudden smile: "I see..."
From the crack on his naked upper body and chest, the fire gradually extinguished but a new flame rose again.
As his blood dripped, a piece of withered green grass gradually grew out of the gap between the stage, and illusory dew dripped, landing on Huai Shi's cracked palm.
So, in an instant, the cracks in the palm gradually healed.
This is the real hidden power and miracle of the Mountain Ghost Stigmata.
Not to assimilate death, but to embrace death, not to plunder life, but to coexist with each other.
Unlike the ghosts who keep drawing closer and closer to death by constantly absorbing negative essence, this life obtained from death pursues the form closest to the essence of life.
After throwing away all meaningless burdens, pure vitality flows, like water, from high to low, from the masses to the few. Through this borrowing and repayment, incredible miracles are created in a time that is so short that it cannot be described with a "thought".
It's like a small amount of money flowing in before closing the account after all the figures in the account balance are deducted.
Even a small value of 0.0001 yuan is an important symbol to distinguish between what is and what is not.
Even if the huge trunk and lush branches and leaves on the surface are burned to the ground, as long as there is a root system, life can continue, grow and sprout again, survive the long winter, and usher in a grand opening.
It wasn't until the moment when all the dark source matter was evaporated that Huaishi understood the essence of the changes in the stigmata. If it hadn't been for this sword, he didn't know how long it would have taken him to personally experience the changes and changes in the mountain ghost. growing up.
Now, I only rely on a remaining piece of grass under my feet.
Huaishi turned around from the edge of the kingdom of death and returned again. In the endless rain of light from Lily, countless scars slowly healed.
Taking a step forward, I felt as if the old shell was peeling off.
reborn.
Huai Shi held the knife and ax tightly, smiled proudly at the prince above the sky, and declared his existence.
Immediately afterwards, the vitality that had gathered away countless darkness emerged from the chest, and the essence smoothly transformed at will between the two stages, forming a perfect cycle.
"Then, let's repay this, Your Highness!"
Amid the whispers of Huai Shi, a roar suddenly erupted. It was from the collision of knives and axes. The sonorous sound rose from the steel and turned into a heavy beat.
——[Swordsmanship·Performance]!
It's like pressing the start symbol.
The mighty will is carried out in this heavy beat, and Huai Shi's will is undoubtedly conveyed to the hearts of every performer in the concert hall.
After a brief moment of astonishment, the old man in front of the organ raised his hand and suddenly pressed it on the keyboard in front of him.
As the pedal was stepped down, the huge air valve hidden behind the wall suddenly opened. Hot steam rushed into the pipes, washing away the ancient reeds, causing everything to shake violently.
It's like the whole world is immersed in turmoil.
The heavy melody burst out from the old man's fingertips - shocking and solemn, with a thousand times awe, extreme sacredness and millions of coldness!
Such as fate.
But now, in the majestic melody, fate is rushing towards the end, facing the final judgment and judgment, facing the light of redemption and the thunder of punishment.
The end is coming!
"The Holy Spirit and the prophets bear witness; the world will melt in fire!"
As the melody spreads, the low cello sound bursts out and spreads from Huai Shi's hands.
Under the guidance of Lily, the people in the choir sang in unison, and the low voices overlapped and turned into roars and roars that shook the heaven and the earth.
"That day will be the day of wrath of the kingdom of heaven, when the judge will come in the future! The majestic trumpets will sound in all directions, and death and nature will be terrified!"
"The day of wrath is coming!"
They were shouting, declaring: "The day of wrath is coming!"
Thus, the thunder of judgment was held in Huai Shi's hands!
Second update completed~