The super-ancient creatures that spanned two long years now meet in the human body of a new era.
This is so ironic.
What's more...the two of them are neighbors.
"Ragnarok", the angry king ranked third among the Seven Kings, and "Asura", the jealous king ranked fourth.
But the only difference is that the King of Anger is a state of the soul, while the King of Jealousy is just a trace of self-consciousness retained by the physical state.
The two sides faced off in this space, and the atmosphere became extremely subtle.
At this moment, Ragnarok, sitting high on the Iron Throne, released all the power of her body, reaching the peak of her current controllable strength, so that her human form also entered a mature stage, with a perfect adult woman's figure. .
She has long red hair and a sexy, plump female body.
"I was just wondering why this kid smells disgusting. It turns out it's you," Asura's facial features were buried in the haze, and he let out a permeating laugh.
His body began to transform into black mist, completely covering his body.
An Iron Throne rising from the ground also emerged here, and he sat in it imitating the posture of the gods at dusk.
The two of them were at the same height, and the confrontation between the two kings had already begun in this space.
Invisible and deadly.
"Your body is here, but it only retains a trace of consciousness. Where is your soul? It won't disappear in the long river of time, right?"
"What about your body? It wasn't made into a companion skin by those disgusting clowns from the ancient times, right?"
Ragnarok's red lips raised, "It seems that everyone is not very lucky, but I think I am a little luckier than you."
"how do I say this?"
"My soul is still there, my core has not disappeared, and my body has almost recovered. I don't need it at all. It can be recast. Although it will take a long time, you are different."
"You only have a trace of consciousness that is barely hidden in your body, but it will eventually dissipate, and then you will only be left with a body that can be used by others."
"So what?" Asura showed his young fangs, "Even so, I can still be invincible because I have a body. I just need to continue to absorb the energy of the kid outside. Sooner or later I will find my soul."
"I'm sorry, maybe you can't achieve it," Ragnarok tapped the Iron Throne with his index finger.
"You want to kill me?" Asura said, "Do you think you have the strength?"
"Outside, I may not be able to defeat you, after all, I have no body, but here, you will definitely die."
"The title of the King of Anger is not made up by imagination. Ragnarok, you'd better keep your word, because I'm really angry now."
"Look up and see who that is?" Ragnarok pointed at the surging blood-colored clouds above his head.
Asura then looked up, but! The next moment, the smile on his face froze, and instantly turned into fear, and then the hatred accumulated over thousands of years.
Nightmares from the past began to resurface in the back of his mind.
"Red-haired human!" Asura's remaining Iron Throne shattered, and he roared angrily towards the surging blood-colored clouds in the sky.
But from the perspective of Ragnarok, all this was to cover up his inner fear of the Emperor's bloodline.
Why?
Because they all know what the origin of the Emperor's bloodline represents.
And according to what we learned about Ragnarok, Asura's fall seems to be inseparable from the red-haired man from the super ancient era.
"Why is the Emperor's bloodline still alive?" Asura felt a wave of fear.
"You didn't think that the red-haired man disappeared, did you?" Ragnarok saw his old neighbor being so frightened, and the look of pride on his face became even more colorful, "There are three emperor bloodlines in the new era. My intuition tells me, The red-haired monster who killed you is definitely alive."
"After all, you and I are both alive. There is no reason for so many former acquaintances to disappear in the long river of time."
"Asura, so you are finished. When you enter this territory that belongs to your nightmare, you will lose your chance to make a comeback!"
"No!" Asura backed away repeatedly, turned around and tried to break free from Luo Feng's body and return to Xingtong.
But it's too late.
He only saw bloody ripples erupting from Ragnarok's body, activating the ancient memories of the Emperor's bloodline that had been passed down for tens of thousands of years in some strange way.
At this moment, the rolling bloody mist began to look a little different.
Countless blood-colored storms fell into this blue sea of air domain, and out of the instinct of genetic memory, they engulfed Asura who was constantly hiding in Tibet.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, after all, I was raised by the Emperor's bloodline. When I met the master's descendants, I didn't even have the courage to resist. I just wanted to escape. I really don't understand how someone like you can be ranked... The high position of the fourth royal race.”
"Ragnarok, how dare you set me up!" Asura was angry. He wanted to rush forward and tear Ragnarok apart.
It's a pity, who would have thought that the Emperor's bloodline would naturally restrain him.
No, perhaps restraint should not be used, but bloodline suppression.
After all, the birth of Asura was created by the red-haired man from the ancient times.
Originating from genetic instinct, Asura did not dare to disobey the Emperor's bloodline.
The approaching and compressing bloody storms finally imprisoned Asura in the void.
As Ragnarok stood up, a long black dress danced in the wind, revealing Ragnarok's slender and extremely elastic thighs.
She walked in the void, unaffected by the blood of the Emperor's bloodline, and came to Asura easily.
"Poor little puppy, look, I don't have to waste any effort to deal with you, and you're finished."
"Smelly woman, you know that my body cannot move due to bloodline suppression, otherwise I will kill you!"
Asura was unwilling to scream, but the more furious he became, the more restrained the Emperor's bloodline became.
Among the surging blood-colored clouds in the sky, only the sound of metal collision could be heard.
Dense blood-colored iron chains appeared unexpectedly, continuously entangled towards Asura's body, and began to drag them deeper into the clouds.
"No, no!" Asura wanted to struggle, but everything seemed pale and weak.
"When Luo Feng absorbs you, I will recover 50% of my strength, and I can still use your body for a while, and his physique is close to that of a royal species. You have done a good thing."
Ragnarok waved goodbye to the poor Asura.
Everything is developing smoothly, this is the case in this space, and the same is true for Luo Feng in the outside world when facing Xingtong.
Luo Feng relied on his spiritual power to constantly suppress Xingtong.
"Xingtong, you lose," Luo Feng said.
"Loose?" Xingtong suddenly raised his head and revealed a charming smile. Suddenly, the blood vessels on his face protruded, and his skin quickly formed dense lines, which was extremely weird.
"Click!"
A breath of blood belonging to Star Child was completely released.
Seeing this scene, the man in black robe who had been watching the battle touched his chin and was surprised.
"Oh, you are worthy of being the inheritor valued by the Emperor Guangming. He is absorbed very quickly. Have you grown to this point?"
"What is that?" Woman No. 19's eyes narrowed, her body trembling with the vibration of the void.
In the space where Luo Feng and Xingtong were, dark purple light continued to spread, and a true bloodline power belonging to Xingtong was officially revived here.
"I think this is the real blood weapon that Mr. Carnage wanted to create back then, right?" The eyes of the man in black robe flashed with excitement under his hood, "As expected of you, Mr. Carnage. It's a pity that you are dead and I can't see you. This most satisfying work has grown to what extent now."
"Mr. Slaughter, you created a monster that is a true combination of humans and alien beasts. Look, a monster that changed the era was born."
"Roar!"
The dark purple light expanded rapidly, swallowing everything.
Luo Feng slammed into the ground, and his body almost collapsed.
At this moment, three iron chains pierced into Luo Feng's body and wrapped around the lower body of Asura who was dragged into his domain by the Emperor's bloodline.
Deep in the dark purple world, a pair of blood-colored eyes slowly opened, and Star Child's voice followed closely.
"You dare to take the blood of the Imperial family from me? He is mine, give it back to me!"
