The dragon of mist disintegrated in the light. The machine-god who defeated the king stands tall on the earth.
The fog that dissolved everything receded, and the real Superbia was recaptured by the power of the Creator. Another dim light fell, and the Nether Child was chopped out again, falling far away from the battlefield. No one discovered this detail, because tens of millions of life stars were rushing towards all parts of the capital, and the lives restored by the power of the heavenly wheel appeared at their original location at the same time.
At the Knights' headquarters, the knights and knights' entourage looked at their hands in astonishment.
At the Mage Academy, the mages were extremely shocked by the memories in their hearts.
Inside the palace, the third princess Gray covered her head and thought about the scene in her heart in confusion.
On the East Side, marchers returned to the bridge and faced off against the police officers who tried to stop them.
…
Similar scenes occurred all over the capital, and everyone stopped what they were doing. The moment they returned from the mist, everyone saw the same scene, which was the machine god's final blow to the evil dragon. The extremely shocking memory made people stop what they were doing and let out one after another exclamations.
"...Is it a dragon?" "The giant on the day of the duel?" "Did you see it too!" "Dragon disaster?" "Dragon slaying just now?!" "So, really... we...?"
In an old residential building in the east district of the royal capital, Tyros looked at his hands in disbelief. He clearly remembered the despair he felt when the mist melted away, and everyone howled in terror at that time. And now his body is back...and so is the house, and so is Capullo...
"Brother, big brother!" Capullo shouted excitedly. "Ah." Tyros responded unconsciously. There were two lines of tears in the corners of his eyes, and he cried uncontrollably.
"It's all over!" the gangster said ecstatically, "We are saved!
! "
The gangsters were dancing with joy, they were shouting incoherently, and there were shouts of excitement approaching madness everywhere. Tyros inadvertently looked out the window, looking at the dark midnight sky.
The sky was brighter than he had imagined. The gangster saw something strange and he was a little confused.
"……What's wrong?"
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[With the efforts of "The Seventh Knight", "Heroes of the Sky" and all the supporting characters, love and courage finally created a miracle. The 21,375,249 people who were supposed to be completely assimilated with the Nether Dragon and help the Formless God achieve eternity were returned to the real capital by the power of miracles.
The Nether Dragon has fallen, and there will be no more Nether disasters in this world. These are the traces carved on the heavenly wheel by the characters themselves, a miracle that cannot be overcome even if we go back in time. 】
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Yulia pushed aside a piece of twisted armor and limped out of the cockpit.
The bright light and fog dissipated just a moment ago, and now he could not see the surrounding environment at all. The disintegrated machine god caused a considerable impact, and the knight's face was scratched with many wounds by the iron pieces. He took a few seconds to regain his composure.
He was standing on the bank of a large river that separated the inner city from Whitestone. The remains of the artificial machine-god stood among the ruins of what appeared to have been a theater. The machine god's arms disappeared. In the last blow, they disintegrated first due to the excessive reaction force and were blown away into the distance. Gaffrey and Raquel should still be in the arm cockpit. I hope they are still alive.
Alive, alive... Where are the others... Yulia suddenly patted his head and shouted: "Is everyone still there!
"
Dongdong. There was a sound of knocking on the iron wall not far away. Yulia hurriedly ran and moved the iron plate away with force. Weak Sara fell to the ground, her eyebrows arched like the moon.
"Please, Yulia," Saradu muttered, "you were so loud that you woke me up."
Yulia dragged her out of the cockpit and hugged her in ecstasy. Sara rubbed his cheek, her face looking a little red. A voice like a gossamer complaint came from behind the two of them.
"If you have the strength to hug a woman... come here and give your brother a hand..."
The two knights quickly separated and ran towards the main cockpit in the center of the machine god. The gray-haired boy poked his head out of the faded lion's mouth, grinning stupidly.
The three of them moved the remaining teammates out of the machine. The unconscious Airandia only suffered some superficial injuries. Mo Yuankai and Orianna were very weak but still breathing. They were exhausted. The two people who had gone through many twists and turns and were able to hold on until now before falling down could be described as a miracle created by willpower.
"Idiot." Gongsun Ce carried Airandia on his back and moved with the help of two knights. "Idiot." He repeated again. "This is the most fucking... most..."
"Unbelievable?" Sarah said.
"Yes, the most fucking unbelievable thing." Gongsun Ce nodded. All the events that happened in just one night gave him a sense of confusion like a dream. Everything he experienced in a short period of time was too long, which made his senses withdraw from the body, as if he was watching in an empty theater. An opera involving many people. In the last scene, everyone was still busy in the headquarters, and in the next scene, everyone was fighting on the dragon-slaying battlefield; not long ago, he was still mourning the death of people, and in the blink of an eye, they seemed to be celebrating victory, like a curtain falling and rising again. , the characters recited the new script and acted out the next play.
Gongsun Ce said in a hoarse voice: "I don't even know what emotions to express now... I want to cry and laugh at the same time."
"Smile." Yulia said, "After all, you saved the kingdom."
"We saved the kingdom." Gongsun Ce corrected.
The three people who were still conscious laughed hoarsely and unpleasantly, laughing like three mental patients about to collapse.
Yulia took the lead to walk towards the remains of the giant hammer that fell far away. He remembered that the holy sword was still in the hammer. By the time the incident of recovering the Holy Sword was over, the support troops were coming soon, and they could rest peacefully.
The giant hammer turned into a black piece of iron after losing its function, and half of the holy sword was exposed at the top. The silver-white shining sword was still shining with golden light for some reason.
The light made the knight feel familiar. He remembered that when he inspected the Knights' workshop before, he listened to the old craftsmen introducing the materials for making telepathic weapons. Some of them are ores from the northern mountains, crystal-clear minerals. If a force of the same nature is poured into it, the mineral emits a golden light.
But the Holy Sword is an weapon forged by Holy King Morton. How can it have the same power?
Yulia was slightly confused. He vaguely felt that he had some ideas, but he couldn't remember them. Thinking about it again, it seems that the Dawn Knight in the front-end time made a report before... The content was that... Holy King Morton might be...
"...King of Lust!"
Yulia's face lost all color in the sudden flow of thoughts, and the prophecy that everyone had been thinking about day and night came to his mind again. If the prophecy is not wrong, if their interpretation of the prophecy is never wrong...!
"Yulia!
"Sarah, who had a sharper mind, screamed and ran forward. He pushed the super-powered person away and squeezed the remaining power to form a wave of ice crystals, wrapping Gongsun Ce and the other three people and flying back. .
"Run!" the knight yelled, "Run!"
"
The last two Star Knights who could still fight reached out to the holy sword that protected the kingdom. However, even if they responded immediately after the battle, nothing would change in the future. Because the disaster that is about to happen cannot be avoided after all, just as it has been predicted by everyone.
The holy sword shined brightly at this moment, and the clear light tore through the moonless sky, forming a dazzling passage connecting the sky and the earth. That passage gently pushed away all life around it, penetrated the realm of reality, caused the cracks leading to the inside of the world to open again, and caused the second starlight to fall from the boundless sea of stars.
The dissipated power created a vortex of light like a sea eye, which was large enough to cover the entire territory of the kingdom. The golden light rippled in circles, like countless holy swords being waved together at this moment. All the beings on the ground fell silent at the same time at this second. The aura of nothingness pressed down from the center of the whirlpool like a tangible substance. A thunderous heartbeat resounded in the hearts of all beings, announcing the arrival of another supreme being!
In the center of the vortex, the light beam converged, and the radiant life descended from the sea of stars, revealing its true appearance to the people on the ground.
It was a luxurious life as huge as a mountain range. Compared with the Nether Dragon that was defeated by everyone before, it looked as small as a rag doll in the hands of a child. Its streamlined body is covered with beautiful gem-like scales, its slender tail is as sharp as a spear, eight dragon claws shaped like human hands are evenly distributed on both sides of its torso, and at the end of its three bridge-like slender necks, there is a majestic dragon head Open its mouth and convey its loving moans to people.
The roar of the dragon was stronger than the impact of a whirlwind, and people's bodies were swept up by the strong wind just by listening to the dragon's roar. But no one felt afraid. The citizens of the royal capital looked into the sky with fascination, staring at the beautiful dragon. It is like gold, like gems, like all resources and wealth, like the gathering of all dreams. Its scales reflected the light, and everyone saw everything they wanted, dreams materialized.
That is not the dream of having an end to oneself, it is the fulfillment of a wish that truly exists in reality.
Therefore, human beings smiled with joy at the arrival of the gods, and extended their longing palms to the gods. The world of desire unfolds with the giant dragon as the center, and endless glazed crystals expand like the ocean, satisfying people's desires.
At the very center of the dragon phenomenon, there are two knights holding swords and roaring, like stones blocking the tide of the times. They tried their best to inspire their own strength and fight for the elusive hope of life for their friends. Their backs were engraved in Gongsun Ce's eyes, and their voices came from the other side of the light, as faint as a dream.
"Go quickly..."
The Netherworld Disaster ended only 30 seconds later.
0:05 am on August 1st.
The disaster of Liuli is coming.
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The ice crystals pushed Gongsun Ce backwards with their inertia.
The gray-haired boy stared blankly at the scene in front of him.
"Why?"
He questioned tremblingly. Desperate questioning of all this, myself, and the illusory fate.
"--Why?!
!
! "
Gongsun Ce roared sharply. The ice crystal that pushed him to escape disappeared at this moment. The last person who could protect him from the front also lost his strength at this moment. Everything he looked at became a beautiful valley, and the endless sea of crystals came from the front. He used telekinesis to drag the dying three people back. His speed was far less than the expansion of the dragon phenomenon.
He wanted to fight to the death to slay the dragon, but he needed to protect the three people behind him; he wanted to turn around and run away at all costs, but he couldn't stop the murderous intention in his heart no matter what.
What is this? ! Does this world sincerely want to embarrass heroes and heroes? Everyone worked together to defeat the evil spirit and defeat the evil dragon. They even used the power of the people in the city. They have reached the end of the film and it is time to play ed! Everyone cheered, the hero and heroine kissed, and what followed was a touching and heartwarming talk the next day. I added a little easter egg to remind everyone that there is more content in the future, and the story is not over yet... But it's already here, and the second update was thrown out without warning. A stronger and stronger dragon is coming?
They have already achieved miracles through their own efforts. But why...are they greeted by another disaster?
"What is this!
!
"
Gongsun Ce cried bitterly and fell to his knees. Red blood tears dripped on his clothes, making the young man look as hideous as a demon from hell. This is the end. He has no courage and no consciousness. His friends and companions fell.
He gave up completely. It turns out that the end of miracles is despair. In the end, everything is the same as it was at the beginning. After all, we are facing death that is bound to come.
Then, the spreading crystals stopped in front of his eyes.
There was no reason, no apparent reason, as if the Liuli Disaster had shown mercy specifically because of his sorrow. The crystallized power surged out from both sides of him, without hurting the young man and his companions even an inch, as if they were washed away by the rocks. river.
There were footsteps behind Gongsun Ce. He turned around in disbelief and saw a familiar figure.
An old man with gray hair and a straight body. Although his clothes were stained red with blood, he was not hindered by serious injuries. Hope once again appeared in Gongsun Ce's eyes, and he sobbed and said: "Captain...!"
The leader smiled softly and reached out to caress his head.
Gongsun Ce's body suddenly flew back at this moment, along with the three people beside him. Invisible power suddenly appeared, wrapping around their bodies like transparent soap bubbles.
Another old man flashed past the edge of his vision. Loninlus Reclue howled like an old lion, waving his broken staff and speaking the same words as the young knights.
"Run!
! "Roninlus roared.
The old group leader smiled helplessly and waved his hand casually. Roninlus' attack stopped, and he stood stiffly on the spot again.
The old regiment leader put his hands behind his back and sighed leisurely in Gongsun Ce's familiar tone, as if he was reciting an ancient poem at a banquet.
"Life is short, as small as dust. Life is like an ant, life is like a feather."
He walked slowly past Roninlus, casually pulled out the long sword from his waist, and stabbed the old mage in the back. He did it lightly, as if it was something not worth mentioning.
"In the blink of an eye, after decades, I will eventually die. I will do it with my own heart and engrave my way on the world."
As he walked through the ocean of crystals, the glass crystals automatically made way for him, like a welcome. He was still singing those half-written sentences, singing with such concentration, like a conscientious actor presenting his performance to the last audience at the end of the song.
"Carve the way and leave traces! I have truly lived! But which one is true and which one is false? Is great deeds and true love worth it?"
His voice suddenly became louder, no longer as calm and calm as before. The man let go of his voice with excitement and devotion. He opened his arms and moved forward quickly. The mountain-like dragon waved its wings in front of him and approached the earth.
"Heroes and treacherous villains are all disguised on the stage. Great deeds throughout the ages and countless crimes have become jokes after time. After all, this world is a drama, and everyone is a puppet on the stage!"
The three heads of the Glazed Dragon lowered their heads at the same time, hanging in front of the man. It didn't attack. Countless gray lines fell from the heights in the darkness and pierced into the dragon's body, turning it into a giant puppet!
The man turned his back to Gongsun Ce and stepped onto the dragon's head, like a king walking towards his throne. He pointed at the night sky, and his voice echoed in the deserted city, carrying a madness and persistence that far surpassed all madmen and villains.
He turned around and looked back, with a fanatical look on his old face, shouting like a young rebel!
"Hate fate, hate incompetence, seek transcendence!
When you die, you become a god and don’t become ashes. I am the director of this human drama! "
His hands brushed his face, like an actor on stage changing the mask representing his character. White sleeves formed on his arms, and his body was covered with a white robe. His hunchbacked body stretched rapidly, growing rapidly like a rice plant that was pulling out a seedling to encourage its growth. In the blink of an eye, everything about him changed. The man slowly lowered his sleeves and put on Gongsun Ce's familiar pale face.
He took out the gray script from his pocket, spread his hands, and spoke the first and last announcement to the only audience.
"Spiritual Appearance·Creation World. Chaos Director Drama·Earthly Theater!"
Nothing happened, everything was as it was.
Situ Yi, no, Wu Xiangshen had a strange and unpredictable smile on his face. He spoke with an unprecedentedly satisfied tone like a magician announcing the end of his performance.
"Is it weird? Don't be surprised.
As early as the very beginning, my creation method was fully developed. "
