Chapter 1408 I never taught you to cry on the battlefield

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"Tear~~~~~~Tear~~~~~~~~~~~!!!"

In the swaying dim sky, there are densely packed pale black lightning claw marks. They are huge and full of destructive power. They can easily chop the creatures of the underworld into pieces. Groups of undead fall on this mark. Disappeared in the lightning!

However, even if the blue thunder claws that covered the entire cloud sky could reduce ten thousand underworld creatures to nothing, it still did not seem to be reduced compared to the huge number of underworld armies, just like the most powerful forbidden creature. Just like when the curse magic is blasted into the vast sea, no matter how big the waves are, and no matter how high the spray is, the sea will eventually return to its original appearance...

This feeling of helplessness and exhaustion continues to grow together, but the demon Mo Fan is still burning, the fire is hovering in the sky, and the thunder is spreading along the earth, from the location of the fortress city to the remains of the magnificent wall, From the fight on the magnificent wall to Yulin City, under the collision of powerful magic and the power of the underworld one after another, this empty city gradually turned into dust flying all over the sky...

"Hohohoho~~~~~~~~~~~!!!!"

The Sphinx was extremely angry. The majesty of the Egyptian god of death was gradually being destroyed by the human being in front of him. The longer the battle lasted, the more the entire underworld army questioned its power.

"Thunder Explosion!!"

Mo Fan stood in the ruins of the city, shouting furiously.

Hundreds of kilometers of thunder elements gathered within a range of less than one meter around him. The thunder elements themselves were extremely manic. When too many elements filled a small area, the power of the outside world was not enough to continue to compress them. , then the force that rebounds is truly devastating! !

The arc of thunder and lightning rising into the sky shone, and the exploding thunder light swept across. The huge body of the Sphinx had just set foot here, but it was also blown away like those dust-like underworld creatures! !

Powder, all powder. Wherever the shocking thunderous explosion passed, whether it was underworld creatures or those thick stone mountains and rock formations, they were all turned into powder. Not many of the underworld army within a few kilometers could be spared, and they died silently! !

Mo Fan's thunderous destruction was like detonating his own body, and he was as crazy as a demon...

"Huh~~~"

The arc of thunder and lightning still remains on the earth. Every time Mo Fan takes a heavy breath, the thunder and lightning will beat like a pulse. The remaining power is still there, and the creatures from the underworld behind do not dare to get closer...

The Sphinx's body was also covered with injuries. It climbed up from the frightened underworld creatures. No matter how angry he was, the man was still standing there, blocking their progress! !

"You are my people of Hades, why should you be afraid?"

Suddenly, a sound that shook the entire Fangba Plain came down, and the dark light of Khufu's Pyramid suddenly became a little sharper. They turned into a series of lines, like spears of the dark that penetrated the sky and the earth, and instantly crossed these few. Ten kilometers of plains flew towards Mo Fan.

The Sphinx raised its head and saw these spears composed of the light of the underworld. A look of fear immediately appeared on its face. It suddenly buried its proud head into the ground, and its lion body also crawled down, like a The dog servant was scolded by his master! !

Mo Fan stood in a large area of ​​ruins, staring into the distance.

The Pyramid of Khufu is so far away from him, and the spear of light shot out from there can reach here in the blink of an eye. What an incredible power this is! ! !

"Swish swish swish~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!"

The spears of light fell crazily, and each one seemed to be able to pierce a city.

These spears of brilliance fell accurately on Mo Fan. Mo Fan tried his best to block them, but the power of the spears of brilliance that flew dozens of kilometers did not decrease at all. Every one that fell surpassed Sven. Kes needs to hit with all his strength! ! !

The earth was not damaged at all, and the city was not affected in the slightest. Only Mo Fan was dealt a near-fatal blow by every light spear flying out from the Pyramid of Khufu. His body was weak and unable to obey orders, his vitality was flowing crazily, and his soul was pierced thousands of times. Hundreds of holes...

Mo Fan was a little unsteady on his feet. In addition to the heavy damage caused to his body by this dark light spear, it also had a powerful telepathy that made people surrender.

His knees seemed to be tied up to a golden mountain, so heavy that he had to kneel down on the ground. 【爱↑去△小↓说△网wqu】

"boom!!"

Finally, exhaustion made Mo Fan's left knee hit the ground hard, and the broken rock made Mo Fan almost fall under the surface again.

Mo Fan gritted his teeth. No matter how powerful the spear was, he would not let his other leg be bent. He was sweating like rain, and his skin was cracking crazily. The more he resisted, the falling Dark Light fell. The spear continued to become heavier.

Hades...

Is this the power of Hades? ? ?

Mo Fan heard the voice in front of the Pyramid of Khufu before, and now the voice sounded again, and vented all his anger on himself!

However, Mo Fan doesn't understand what the God of Hades in the extremely luxurious pyramid is. Is his power really reaching a god-like state? Even his own demonic power must surrender in front of him. The more he resists, the more he resists. The heavier it gets! ! !

"Rumble, rumble, rumble~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Under the command of the voice in the pyramid, the army of the underworld surged again. This time, not only the Zhenbeiguan area was filled with the army of the underworld, but the entire fifty-kilometer defense line seemed to have completely collapsed under that voice. , all the underworld creatures were released. They poured into the North Plains from different mountains, different plains, and different high slopes, chasing madly in the direction of the scent of someone! !

Mo Fan tried his best to defend the town's Beiguan, but it was just a branch of the surging river. When the water of the river was completely roaring by, no matter how hard he resisted, it was meaningless.

What's more, half of his knees were pressed to the point of breaking, and his whole body felt like he was carrying an extremely heavy pyramid mountain. Those spears of dark light were nothing but extremely powerful. Mo Fan could not move, and his body became more and more tired. To the point of overdraft! !

He struggled, but could not stand up again. When the roars of underworld creatures came from all directions, Mo Fan knew that everything was over...

Do your best and tell yourself from the beginning to do what you can do. Then no matter what happens next, you won't feel any guilt or regret. But why is the unwillingness in your heart so strong at this time?

"Damn it!! Damn it!!!!"

Mo Fan didn't want to give in, but he didn't even have the strength to stand up now. He didn't even have to delay for half a day. It was far from enough. Even if he was given twice as much strength, it would still not be enough...

"hateful!!!"

His body was shaking so violently that he was still holding on. If all this couldn't be changed, then at least don't kneel down and give in to a tyrant hiding in a pyramid! !

But the reluctance in my heart finally turned into tears squeezed out of my eyes. When the strong wind blew, the crystals turned into silk...

The demonic marks continued to fade away, revealing Mo Fan's original face. The dark brown pupils full of tears had never looked hollow and lifeless.

If nothing can be changed, what is the purpose of cultivating with all your strength, and what is the meaning of being a mage who is believed in and respected? ?

There was darkness in front of him, just like the vast universe, and the rumbling noise turned into dead silence. Mo Fan was like a lifeless statue, sinking into the dark abyss he had built for himself, with no direction and no motivation.

It seems that from the first day of awakening, the way of magic told Mo Fan that the world itself is wrapped in endless darkness, and the faint stardust shining brightly in the vast spiritual world represents the For people living humblely in the city, no matter how much they turn stardust into bright nebulae, turn nebulae into dazzling galaxies, and then build the galaxies into dazzling seas of stars, darkness still occupies a large area, and the power of magic is always wrapped in darkness. To rule, to rule.

An individual is always a small star, which can flash across like a shooting star, or never flicker dimly. The huge night starry sky will not change its darkness and coldness in any way...



"Ta~ta~ta~~~"

An unusual voice sounded in Mo Fan's silent mental prison. The roar of the huge underworld army was filtered by Mo Fan's mental prison. However, the footsteps were so clear and they were getting closer.

The footsteps stopped behind Mo Fan, exuding an extremely cold aura. Mo Fan, who couldn't find himself in the mental prison, suddenly became more awake.

Who is this guy? ?

Why did he appear behind him? Aren't the armies of the underworld already spread everywhere as far as he could see? Why did this man walk so leisurely to his side? This was clearly not his illusion.

Among the many questions, a somewhat heavy hand pressed on Mo Fan's shoulder.

This hand was equally cold, and he was so strong that he grabbed Mo Fan's shoulder. With his strength, Mo Fan should have been pushed down, and he knelt on the ground. But for some reason, the weight of the pyramid mountain on his body was suddenly lifted. , the prison that surrounded his spiritual world was suddenly shattered.

Mo Fan regained his vision and saw the vast army of the underworld churning like a vast ocean, so many that even the horizon was swallowed up.

The noisy shouting returned again, causing eardrums to ache.

The corners of the eyes and cheeks were dry and sore from the tears, but there was still some hanging in the eye sockets.

Mo Fan felt like he had spent an extremely long time in that mental prison, but in fact it was very short, so short that even the tears that should have fallen were not shed...

"At least I didn't teach you to cry on the battlefield."

From behind, that voice sounded, familiar yet unfamiliar, majestic and cold to the extreme! !

Mo Fan's heart trembled violently. He remembered the last words he had said to a person.

It was in front of the bloody altar, and I said from the bottom of my heart to a black armor robe, "Thank you for teaching me a lot."

Mo Fan didn't hear the other party's reply until he left.

A face with sharp and angular lines all over the face, as cold as ice.

An extremely tall body, all covered by black armor robes, as tall as a mountain!

"At least I didn't teach you to cry on the battlefield."

The moment he heard these words, Mo Fan, who was exhausted, couldn't stop...

He wiped it with his hands desperately, but he couldn't finish it.

"Chief... Chief Instructor!" Mo Fan choked and shouted, and soon he broke down in tears. Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.