Chapter 1259 King of the Wheel: I Was Wrong

But now, unprecedented fear surged in the heart of the Chakravartin. The belief that he had once been indestructible and invincible was now like a candle in the wind, swaying and about to die.

Alora, who was once regarded as an ant by him, has now transformed herself into a vast and boundless fire storm in an unimaginable way. This power not only comes from her personal despair and anger, but also draws on the karma in the endless universe as fuel, as if to burn the entire existence to ashes.

This fire has no boundaries and no end, as if to swallow up the entire universe.

Her body no longer exists, leaving only this pure and destructive power, raging in the pure white space, without a single gap to escape.

Alora's eyes have turned into two balls of burning flames, which are the core of the fire, the product of the resonance of her soul and the laws of the universe after she gave up all hope of survival.

Her body dissipated in the karmic fire, turning into countless tiny flames, each of which carried her will and unwillingness, and spread towards the King of the Wheel.

These karmic fires are different from ordinary flames. They can penetrate matter, hit the soul directly, and drag all visible and invisible things into the vortex of destruction.

Seeing this, the King of the Wheel hurriedly mobilized all his strength, and black and white light burst out from his body.

These lights were like sharp blades, cutting the surrounding karmic fires, trying to open up a way to escape.

However, the karmic fire condensed by Alora was too huge and too deep, as if the sins of the entire universe were condensed here. Every second, countless karmic fires were created and pushed towards the King of the Wheel.

Although the black and white light of the King of the Wheel was powerful, it seemed so small and powerless in front of the endless karmic fire.

It could only extinguish part of the karmic fire for a short time, and more flames came like a tide, as if there was no end.

These karmic fires were formed by the sins and accumulated karma he had committed over countless epochs.

These karmas, even after countless calamities, may not be completely cleared, let alone at this moment, in this cage woven by Alora and the will of the universe.

He continued to attack and consume his own strength, but he could only watch the karmic fires getting closer and closer, and more and more fierce.

Every time the light and the karmic fire collided, it would cause a violent vibration, as if the entire space was trembling and wailing.

The heart of the Wheel King was filled with despair and unwillingness. He could not understand why he was in such a desperate situation.

He was obviously the truth of this universe and the controller of this world. Why was he forced to such a point by a once insignificant life?

He kept asking himself and looking for answers, but all he got was deeper fear and stronger despair.

Alora's voice echoed in the fire, with endless anger and sorrow: "King of the Wheel, the pain you once gave me, the crimes you once committed, today is the time for you to pay back the debt!"

Her voice was like thunder, shaking the heart of the King of the Wheel, making him unable to escape or deny.

The fire of karma surged towards the King of the Wheel like a tide, wave after wave, and every impact made his body more broken and weaker.

The King of the Wheel tried to resist with his own strength, but the fire of karma was like a maggot attached to the bone, penetrating everywhere, corroding his body and soul.

He felt unprecedented pain, which was the torment from the depths of his soul and the destruction of the essence of life.

The King of the Wheel began to realize that he might not be able to escape this disaster. A strong premonition emerged in his heart, a premonition of death, a premonition that eternal darkness was about to swallow him.     He didn't dare to believe it, he didn't dare to accept it, he kept telling himself that he was the King of the Wheel, he was a true god, he couldn't die here!

However, the truth was cruel. The body of the Chakravartin was broken and his strength was almost gone. He tried to struggle and resist, but everything seemed so powerless and futile.

He could only watch the flames devour him and everything he had turned into ashes.

"Impossible! I am God! I am the truth! How could I die!"

The roar of the Chakravartin echoed in the empty and twisted space, and every word seemed to be soaked in despair and unwillingness, shaking the invisible air.

His once invincible body was struggling helplessly at this moment, his limbs waving in the air, as if he wanted to grab something to stop this irreversible fate.

But no matter how hard he tried, the invisible shackles - Alora's flames, were like a giant hand from the abyss, tightly strangling his throat, leaving him no room for resistance.

"Even if it is the truth, I will burn it!"

Alora's voice sounded in the flames, with a kind of determination and madness.

She poured all her will into the fire, bringing this power to an unprecedented peak. Surrounded by the fire, the King of the Wheels finally collapsed to the ground after being overwhelmed.

His body made a sizzling sound as the fire burned him, the sound of his soul and body being destroyed at the same time.

The King of the Wheels gradually lost its luster in his eyes, the light that was once full of ambition and dominance was now only empty and fearful.

His breathing became rapid and weak, and every breath he took was like struggling to draw oxygen from the abyss of hell.

He tried to stand up again, but his body would not allow him to do so. He could only lie on the ground and watch the fire of karma completely engulf him.

The pale space around him began to be unable to withstand the impact of this force. Cracks spread rapidly like spider webs. The structure of space seemed to be completely broken, revealing the stars and the universe outside.

That was the vast world that the Wheel King once ruled. Countless planets and galaxies trembled under his will, and countless lives were born and died under his authority.

But at this moment, all this became so distant and so strange, as if it had never really belonged to him.

He could only watch it go away from him and watch the fire of his life extinguished in the fire of karma.

At this last moment, countless past scenes emerged in the mind of the Wheel King.

In these endless memories, the Wheel King finally realized his mistake.

He realized that all this was a cycle of cause and effect, and it was the evil result he had sown.

"I was wrong... I was really wrong..."

The Wheel King murmured in a low voice, his voice full of endless regret and despair. He tried to use this final confession to gain a little forgiveness, but there was no wavering in Allura's eyes.