Chapter 672 Zhi VS Pompeii

…This is an unprecedented turmoil.

This sea area is close to the North Pole and is located in the Arctic Ocean. In the past, no matter when, there were large pieces of floating ice floating on the sea surface. Cold and loneliness are always the main colors here.

But now, this sea area has completely changed.

The whole sea area seemed to be boiling. The waves mixed with broken ice rolled up directly to a height of several hundred meters. Under the shining of the gorgeous aurora above the head, the sea water that had been silent for a long time roared unprecedentedly.

——Here is the hatchery of the Black King Nidhogg.

Unlike everyone's guess, the Black King Nidhogg is a planetary-level life form. He has no parents and is born in the sea. The Arctic Ocean is the womb that nurtures him, and all genes and organic matter are his food.

He should not have woken up at this time, but under the forced interference of some external forces, the recovery process of the Black King Nidhogg is proceeding unstoppably.

Standing on the distant sea, Odin... or Pompeii silently looked at the huge whirlpool that was gradually forming below. His golden eyes had completely dimmed and turned into a black color like mud... but he still retained his self-awareness.

Originally, according to his idea, he wanted to go to the safe haven and throw Lu Mingze into the mud. With the weight of the other party, it was definitely enough for him to exchange for his sister.

... But his action was stopped by someone.

The black-robed man who dominated all this, at that time, forcibly controlled his body and turned him, a former chess player, into a chess piece in the hands of the other party. Otherwise, how could he be dragged until Jörmungand and the others arrived?

His strength was originally overwhelming for the safe haven! ! He wanted to destroy the Nibelungen, and it didn't even take a minute! ! !

... But unfortunately, he is no longer a chess player.

It was also at that time that he suddenly understood what the mysterious black-robed man wanted, and why the white king disappeared from this world for more than three months without any sign, and even wiped out all traces of his existence.

From the distant ten thousand years ago, he claimed to be a chess player who could manipulate everything in the world at will, but he didn't expect that he would live as the biggest joke.

... Chess player? Just a chess piece in the hands of others! !

Looking at the huge vortex that was gradually taking shape below, Pompey smiled self-deprecatingly.

In his original plan, he would kill the black king Nidhogg here, and then replace him to ascend the new throne, but at the moment, he has become a predetermined sacrifice.

If you want to wake up Nidhogg in advance, you need a heavy enough sacrifice as a sacrifice. If the two kings Norton and Constantine are not qualified, he will be filled in as a sacrifice without hesitation.

After tearing off the disguise, the mysterious black-robed man had no scruples at all, and was even too lazy to explain to him... Just like he had arranged the fate of others at will, now his fate was also arranged by others at will.

... Perhaps this is a form of heaven's cycle as the East said, retribution is inevitable?

The sea roared, and the black waves emptied.

Originally, it should have been a bloody wave filled with blood, but after the mysterious black-robed man controlled his body to throw the mud down, the entire vortex below became what it is now.

The restraint-level event is about to begin, and the twilight of the gods is about to fall in a place without the sun, and at this time his identity is a so-called sacrifice that he doesn't know whether he will be thrown down...

Suddenly, Pompeii laughed silently.

Since his sister died, he may have gone crazy, and it seems that it is not bad to use this ironic ending as his own ending.

... But unfortunately, everything is not as expected.

Just as the huge creature sleeping on the seabed slowly opened its eyes, driven by some inexplicable force, Pompeii looked up and looked forward.

——Knowing that it was a trap, the white king still chose to rush to the battlefield at the last moment.

There was no clamor, and there was no need to say hello. Pompeii, who had completely become a puppet, attacked the other party involuntarily the moment he saw the white king descending in front of him.

In the ancient curse uttered from his mouth, the raging storm tore the dark sea apart. In the fierce wind, the tornado rose from the seabed, rolled up a huge wave out of thin air, and then smashed down on the petite figure in front of him.

At the same time, looking directly at the other party's eyes that suddenly brightened like a crimson flame, Pompeii released another high-level word spirit at the same time.

——Word spirit Saha world.

This word spirit allows the releaser to force his own ideas into the other party's mind by looking into the other party's eyes.

Although for the White King who holds spiritual power, this word spirit is like showing off his sword in front of Guan Gong, but at this decisive moment, as long as the opponent's figure is shaken a little because of this word spirit, it is a chance to win! !

...And facing his all-out multiple attacks, the opponent just drew his sword.

For a moment, the world seemed to be reflected in a crimson color. The boundless water curtain falling from the sky was cut off by a knife. The huge blade that appeared out of thin air brushed his body and cut a huge scar on the sea.

Endless waves rose to the sky, and then fell down with a bang.

Even the gathering and dispersing aurora in the sky was cut open by this knife, and the crack spread far to the horizon.

——This is the real king battle! !

With the sea as the battlefield, even in the blink of an eye, it is the power of heaven and earth! ! !

Looking at the flaming hair and burning eyes standing quietly in front of him with a knife in his hand, Pompey suddenly laughed.

Even though the world was completely shrouded in a thick mist at this time, the girl's figure became brighter and brighter, as if she was reflected in this space.

With that strike, the opponent not only broke through the boundless rain curtain weighing hundreds of tons, but also cut off the invisible control that the mysterious black-robed man had exerted on him.

In other words, he has regained his freedom now.

(... As expected, he is worthy of being the legendary white king who is the most benevolent and kind... With such a magnanimous demeanor, it is no wonder that so many people follow him...)

Taking a deep breath, Pompey raised his hand again.

——For the first time, he felt admiration in his heart.