Chapter 512 I Would Rather Have Never Been Born (4K)

On the vast sky, there are a lot of strange phenomena, and among the clouds and mist, many legendary strong men at the apocalypse level are like the stars in the sky, each shining with eye-catching light.

The iron-blooded Marshal Horatio, wearing a fiery red armor, exuded a fiery aura, his eyes were like burning flames, and he held a huge flaming sword, and the sword was always burning with eternal flames.

The name of this sword is "Fire Hell". It is one of the most powerful alchemical weapons in Krad's world. It is a powerful weapon forged by consuming human lives through taboo rare objects with "enhancing effects".

His ability is to control flames, ignite the surrounding air, and form a sea of ​​​​fire, leaving enemies with nowhere to hide.

The more powerful the user is, the greater the range of the sea of ​​​​fire that can be erupted. There is no doubt that Horatio has a power close to the middle level of Apocalypse, and the sea of ​​​​fire that can be formed is even enough to burn an entire city.

"We must stop that man, otherwise the situation will never be easy in the future. Not only Lorne, but all of you will not be able to escape... Once that man reaches the top of Apocalypse, he will definitely conquer the world, and we all know him His ambition and revenge cannot be satisfied just by becoming the strongest.”

Horatio paused and continued: "What he hopes for is to achieve 'invincible' power, a level of power that no one in the world combined can threaten. And in order to become that powerful, there is actually only one way... …That’s becoming a god.”

After he said what he said, a man in gold clothes among the people present turned grim. After thinking for a moment, he couldn't help but say:

"Marshal Horatio, please pay attention to your words. God was already a god at the beginning of his birth, and there is no way he can become a god the day after tomorrow! The great sun is right above our heads. Are you going to keep pretending to turn a blind eye? "

If anyone else had said this, they might have been ridiculed, "Except for the God of Recasting, the gods have not appeared or sent down oracles for hundreds of years."

However, the man in golden clothes could never bear such words.

Anyone who dares to speak blasphemous words to him must bear the risk of life and death, because the other party is the Pope of the Church of the Sun.

He is a majestic and divine figure with long golden hair that is as dazzling as the rays of the sun, while his eyes are deep and bright, and his face is engraved with the mark of the sun.

The golden robe of the Sun Pope is embroidered with sun patterns. The texture of the robe is very fine and shines with golden light, just like the brilliance of the sun. He also wears a sun-shaped necklace on his hand and holds a powerful weapon called the sun scepter. Forbidden wonders.

That forbidden rare item is a two-digit forbidden rare item, and its magic is that it is not only a forbidden rare item, but also a powerful weapon blessed by the blazing sun.

Anyone who holds the sun scepter can obtain endless energy. As long as they are bathed in the sun's rays, they will never be exhausted or exhausted.

Next to him is an elf woman in a green dress. Her long hair is flying in the wind. She is holding a crystal clear magic flute in her hand. She can manipulate the power of nature, resonate with all things, and make the earth, trees, flowers and grass... All become her weapons.

This elf woman is also a legend at the apocalyptic level, and is an ancestor of the elves, the ancestor of almost all the emerald elves in the world today.

She has not been in the Oden continent for many years, and deep down she is not interested in the fate of the elves. The indifference in her eyes is even colder than the machine.

The Emerald Elf was silent, looking at everyone with cold eyes, with no intention of speaking.

Not only them, Prime Minister William, the "Crown", and even the Emperor of Lorne also came.

The emperor of the Lorne people is standing there, but he attracts everyone's attention. He does not look full of majesty, but he has a strange temperament that makes everyone fear him.

I don’t know why, but the emperor of the Lorne people is always so...elusive. He obviously only has the power of the lower level of Apocalypse, but even the extraordinary ones in the middle level of Apocalypse will be wary of him.

In other words, this is not the case with the Emperor of Lorne. The past emperors of Lorne all had very strange temperaments, and their personalities always had a slight sense of incompatibility.

Many Apocalypse powerhouses came here, but the Millennium Pope of the Redemption Church did not appear, which made the Sun Pope feel a little confused.

Why didn't he come?

At this moment, they all gathered at the outskirts of the Qiyao Empire. The surrounding space trembled slightly due to their arrival. Their eyes passed through the clouds and focused on a common topic - discussing the Qiyao who sat in the supreme position. emperor.

"There's nothing to say. Aren't we all here with the same goal? That is to completely destroy him!"

"As long as the emperor of Qiyao falls, there will be no terrifying strong man in this world who is the only one in the family. Isn't that the ending we want?"

As the discussion deepened, an unprecedented tacit understanding quietly formed among the powerful people of Apocalypse. They had temporarily transcended personal grudges and positions, and worked together for a more glorious future.

And the ending of that future is... the death of Emperor Qiyao!

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As the first ray of morning light penetrated the horizon, the outline of the capital gradually became clear in the morning light, but the tranquility of the morning was replaced by an indescribable tense atmosphere.

The flags flying high on the city wall rustled in the breeze, like a low war song, foreshadowing the coming storm.

On the streets, the usually bustling pedestrians were nowhere to be seen, replaced by the "Black Imperial Guards" of the Seven Lights Transcendent Army who occasionally patrolled.

They wore armor made of black iron, and every step was firm and powerful. The long spears in their hands flashed cold light in the sun, as if they could pierce all the darkness.

There was no extra expression on the faces of the soldiers, only loyalty to their duties and desire for victory.

The atmosphere in the palace was even more tense. The golden glazed tiles shone brightly in the sun. The palace gates were closed, and the guards were as if they were facing a great enemy. Their eyes were as sharp as eagles. In the palace, the ministers hurriedly shuttled between the rooms, holding the latest war reports and intelligence in their hands, and their faces were full of anxiety and uneasiness.

On the city wall, the commanders stood high up, their eyes through the layers of clouds and mist, staring at the distant horizon.

These commanders are all strong men brought up by the military emperor of the Seven Stars. They are not only good at fighting alone, but also very good at commanding forces.

In the deepest part of the city, ordinary people are also contributing in their own way. Women are busy sewing clothes for the soldiers, children are singing inspiring ballads with their tender voices, and the elderly are telling the stories of the Seven Stars Military Gods to inspire the younger generation.

The whole city, from the most noble royal family to the most ordinary people, is closely connected by an invisible bond.

All members of the Fisher family are inside the palace, and they are waiting here with some anxiety.

Darren raised his head and thought, although the imperial-level barrier weakens the strong men at the apocalypse level very little, it is better to give huge feedback to the friendly side.

This is good news.

By then, even the weaker monarch-level extraordinary people will have the opportunity to give the apocalypse a little trouble.

In fact, this is enough.

Those powerful emperor guards at the level of monarchs all knew one thing - their destiny and goal was only one, that is, to protect the military god emperor of Qiyao!

When he really reaches a higher level, Qiyao will conquer everyone!

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"The end..."

"Can you hear my voice?"

Carl, looking down at everything in the sky, was slightly stunned.

Who?

He suddenly heard an ethereal voice, and that voice was full of persistence, determination, and strength.

The next moment, Carl came to a dimension full of blue light, in which all the buildings were outlines composed of lines, and people turned into light balls of light blue light.

Those so-called light balls are actually - souls.

Carl has already known who suddenly pulled him into the dimension of the soul.

In the deep depths of the soul dimension, there is a pale white light and shadow floating, which seems to be the most gentle ray of light in the sky at dawn, neither completely real nor purely illusory.

This light and shadow has an indescribable softness and purity. It is not dazzling but can penetrate the fog of the mind and touch the most secret corners of the soul.

Its shape seems to change with the mood of the observer. Sometimes it is as ethereal as a veil, gently brushing the heart, bringing a trace of tranquility and comfort; sometimes it condenses into subtle light spots, jumping and spinning, like the farthest stars in the night sky, silently telling the deepest secrets in the universe.

The pale white light and shadow exudes a warm but not hot breath. It is silent, but it communicates with the many souls around it in a way beyond words, guiding the lost people around to find inner peace and strength.

Suddenly Carl could understand that the white light and shadow was the soul of the Seven Stars Emperor.

That man has become more and more powerful. In addition to the power of blood, his soul is becoming more and more different for some reason, so it appears pale white among many light blue lights and shadows.

Carl really wants to see what color his soul is!

However, no one can really see his own soul. In this latitude, he can only peek at others.

Just now, it was the soul of the Seven Lights Emperor who was communicating with him, and Carl understood the situation instantly.

"Who are you? Why do you call me... the End?"

In fact, Carl has always had many speculations about the "End".

There are more and more signs that his true identity is likely to be the "End", and the specific records of the "End" almost do not exist in the Krad World.

The man's voice rang again, without any vulgarity of being a soldier, but very pleasant.

"I am a Seven Lights man. Some people call me the God of War, some people think I am their emperor, and some people think I am the most powerful existence among mortals who are close to God."

"But only I know in my heart that in fact I am just a poor creature, a little stronger among many mortals, but that is meaningless, because in front of the 'real greats', even ordinary gods have no meaning to exist."

He paused and continued:

"And those 'real great beings' are the gods outside the world that exist in the infinite universe. Even if all the universes are destroyed, they will not perish together, but will wait until the new infinite universe is reborn."

"After arriving at Apocalypse, I actually left the Krad world for a long time. During that hundred years, I went to dozens of worlds and read various books."

The pale white light of the Seven Lights Emperor kept flickering, as if it represented his own excited reaction, but the expectations he showed during the communication were always very calm.

"So I learned some secrets about the 'end'. Those gods outside the world are never afraid, but they will inevitably perish in the most terrifying great existence... He is the ultimate destruction of all gods outside the world, and the final ending of all worlds."

"That is... the end, and I think that is you... or you have some inevitable connection with the end, and that connection is likely to make the world different."

The end...

The end again...

Is he really that "important" and "terrible"?

Carl fell into deep thought. After removing all the seals, will he really destroy everything?

No.

He would never want to do that.

At the moment, the eighth seal is being removed, and Carl is in a tug-of-war.

No matter what the "Military God Emperor" said, he would never give up and continue to lift the seal.

"I have received guidance from a great being. According to what was said at that time, I will definitely not be able to become a god, so I cannot escape the soul cycle that mortals need to go through."

"The vision of the gods outside the world, or the future they observe, is very accurate."

"It's just that I don't want to give up, nor do I want to succumb to fate, and I still want to try."

He is destined to fail?

And it comes from the certification of a great being?

Wait, a power at the level of a god outside the world has come to this world? And it can also communicate? Suddenly, Carl felt that something seemed to be full of conspiracy.

Carl could feel that in the depths of the soul of the Seven Stars Emperor, there was a cluster of eternal flames burning, unwavering, standing like a rock, no matter how violent the outside world was, it could not shake it.

So that's it, that man is indeed the pride of the Seven Stars people!

He knew that the other party's soul was so powerful not because of extraordinary power, but because of his own strong willpower!

On the long and tortuous road of struggle, the soul must learn to persevere and endure before the body!

Soon, the voice of the God of War Emperor sounded again from around Carl.

"If I succumb to fate from the moment I know my fate, I would rather never have been born."