Chapter 258 The hero always appears last

Style: Fantasy Author: Zhu XiaowuWords: 6652Update Time: 24/01/20 04:06:00
"call--"

From a distance, this sea area seems to be split between the Bekli and the Black Pearl, forming two huge hazes.

The terrifying eye of the storm even lowered the sea level here by dozens of meters, forming a depressed sea area. As a result, outside the storm, sea water flooded down. The waves circled around, forming a huge whirlpool.

In the center of the vortex are those two huge storms, blending with each other but colliding fiercely.

Under the cover of the thick clouds, the strong wind blew, and the huge waves came from the outside in, were absorbed by the center of the storm, and swept to the sky.

Countless deep-sea species struggled to surface, and the deformed species roared crazily, waving their tentacles and slapping the sea surface, attacking everything around them.

The gravedigger took off his black robe and carried five tombstones in each arm. There were complex patterns on the templates of different sizes and shapes, and the outlines formed by the patterns could be vaguely seen.

"You will surely sink into 'reality'!"

"'True'?" Youan held the blood-red book in one hand and said lightly: "Someone once told me that there are many hidden dark people in this world."

"He also gave me an example. He said that in the middle of the last era, a kingdom called the Empire of Night appeared in the Western Continent. That kingdom had no king, only a queen."

"And the queen had a minister named McAllister beside her. She trusted him so much that she was tricked by him in the end. Not only did she lose her country, she also ended up dead."

"I think the minister named McAllister is the controller of the so-called 'real' country you call, right?"

"Can you name the great 'Lord of True Slaughter' directly?" The three faces on the gravedigger's chest and abdomen spoke at the same time.

One of the three faces is like a baby, with an innocent expression, a young face is full of coldness, and the last face of an old man is full of wrinkles, as if he is crazy.

"Ha! He's just a guy who hides his head and shows his tail. How does he have the right to be called great?" You An said calmly, turning a page of the book in his hand, "If he is really great, why are there not McCully among the four righteous gods in the world now? What’s the name of Ste?”

"You!?" The gravedigger seemed to have been touched by You An's words, and roared: "When my Lord shines in the false world, that's when you will be destroyed! Die!"

As he finished speaking, he waved his arms, and ten tombstones collided with each other, making a clanging sound.

And the three faces also roared in unison, chanting hymns: "Di, Teharu, Tejas, Murod, Li, Gorousin..."

Accompanied by the strange tone of Gonzalez's language, ten huge light beams penetrated the clouds and landed on the ten tombstones.

The light pillar emits an ominous scarlet light, which is not dazzling, but like the red moon, it reflects the surrounding storm in a bright red.

Evil, illusion, killing...

Under the illumination of those weird scarlet light pillars, the lines on the tombstone lit up one by one, projecting a more unreal light and shadow, falling on the surging sea.

Immediately afterwards, ten illusory figures slowly emerged between the light and shadow.

Some of them wore wizard robes with the logos of various wizard schools branded on their chests, some wore thick black armor, and some looked as ferocious as abyss demons...

"Well?"

Several wizards glanced around, looked at each other, and laughed.

"Have you come to the real world? The Twilight Sect's methods?"

"Last time a great wizard died in the school, I guessed that there were changes in the real world. I didn't expect that even the legendary level would be affected..."

"The enemy is also a wizard? Huh? Why do I think I have seen the book he is holding somewhere?"

"The Occult School's Book of Glory of Zafarullah?!"

One of the middle-aged wizards with a kind face looked at the book in Euan's hand blankly, "You are..."

"Sure enough," You An glanced around, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes. He passed the ten illusory figures and landed on the black carriage. He said coldly: "The secrets recorded by that school are true. The old calendar's The end has left a crack in this world!”

"Ho ho..." The gravedigger knocked on the carriage behind him, "That's just the power of the great 'Lord of True Slaughter'."

"If someone hadn't stopped it at that time, this world would have been integrated into the 'real' country long ago, and you wouldn't be able to exist!"

Eternal Life... Well, what my father said was right...

Many things cannot be taken at face value. Those seemingly crazy, evil and stupid extraordinary beings may be greater than most nobles and churches.

Euan ignored the gravedigger, but looked at the ten illusory figures again, and nodded in a friendly manner.

Especially the wizards among them, he even performed a wizard salute respectfully.

"Occultist Euan Morris."

"Maurice?" The face of the wizard with the element mark of the Occult School on his chest changed slightly, "Is that Morris?!"

Euan nodded slightly and did not deny it.

"Haha... No wonder you have the 'Zafarullah Book of Glory'!"

"I have long wanted to see the secret wizard sect that has been passed down from the third era to the present in the school records. I never thought that this time when I came to the real world, I would meet..."

The wizard from the esoteric school, Xu Ying, said in surprise: "It seems that you are the successor of this generation of wizard Morris?"

"Wizard Maurice?"

Several other wizards on the side have obviously heard of this name, "Is he the demigod wizard who single-handedly helped the Mystery School and defeated the Destiny School?!"

"Who else but him? From then on, the fate returned to the secret of the spirit!"

"..."

Seeing them chatting as if no one was around, several other figures also greeted each other, as if they were not here to fight, but to watch the scenery.

"I don't know if I am lucky or unlucky to be in the real world..." The man in black armor said in a low voice. He kept looking at the storm around him with unbearable eyes.

"A lot of things are beyond our control."

"Yes, we are in that country, and our own origins have long been polluted and assimilated. It is not easy to maintain ourselves..."

At this time, the gravedigger sitting upright on the black carriage couldn't bear it anymore. He hit his elbow on the carriage, and the lines shone brightly, shaking the "Dream of Garmendia" hanging above.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

The pyramids collided together, and the clear and sweet sound spread far away.

What followed was a shadow rising from the carriage, its huge body almost as large as the clouds and storm covering the head.

A terrifying sense of oppression descended, even suppressing the rushing waves.

A crazy killing intent turned into a substantial gray halo and slid over the ten illusory figures, causing their faces and eyes to change suddenly.

In just a moment, the ten figures were polluted by the crazy murderous intent, glaring at Youan with ferocious expressions.

The magic runes on the wizards' bodies flashed with brilliance, and other extraordinary beings also activated their extraordinary bloodlines and transformed into terrifying monsters.

Seeing this change, the gravedigger smiled and stared at Youan with cold eyes, "Kill him!"

"I...damn it!"

"Be careful, Mr. Wizard..."

"I, kill!"

"..."

Watching them attack together, Euan sighed and held the opened book with one hand.

Clatter... The pages of the book turned over until they stopped at a page in the middle of the book.

A dazzling light suddenly lit up from the page of the book, and an old voice came faintly, "Recite my name, and you will gain wisdom..."

After hearing this voice, Yuan seemed to understand something and chanted in a low voice: "Gonzales, Gonzales, Gonzales..."

As Euan's chanting voice gathered together, the light on the page gradually condensed into several indecipherable Gonzalez words, one after another falling on his eyebrows.

The next second, his eyes as deep as the starry night shot out two dim rays of light, and his whole temperament also changed instantly.

He looked like a bookish poet, holding the book in one hand and holding the other behind his back.

One person, facing those ten phantoms whose strength has reached the legendary level!

At this time, the ten phantoms surrounded Youan. The wizards recited incantations, and the spell runes shone with dazzling light, absorbing the terrifying elemental power from the surroundings.

Immediately afterwards——

"Judgment of Flame!"

The blue flame turned into a sharp sword and fell from the sky.

"Storm Breath!"

In the storm tornado, several tributaries suddenly branched out, spiraling into arrows and shooting towards him, You An.

"..."

As for those extraordinary beings, they got close instantly, and their original power with extraordinary characteristics condensed on their weapons, slashing and smashing them down!

"The blood of corruption!"

You'an looked calm. Even if those attacks were coming, he still maintained the posture of standing with his hands behind his back, and said lightly: "Ban!"

In an instant, the wind stopped, the rain stopped, the sea water solidified, and even those illusory figures and the spells and original attacks they cast stopped!

In the entire storm sea area with the black carriage as the center, only the gravedigger on the carriage watched this scene blankly.

"Block time and space?!"

"Surprised?"

Euan stepped forward, with steady steps, like an elegant gentleman, past the extraordinary beings who were close to him. His robes moved automatically without the wind, avoiding the impact of the incoming spells, and came to the gravedigger.

The halo of the book in his hand was no longer dazzling, as if the power had been consumed, it only flickered a few faint brilliance.

"From beginning to end, it's not difficult to deal with you. What's difficult is the monster you hide in the carriage!"

After getting closer, Euan finally determined that the ominous thing he had noticed before was the black car in front of him.

Although the pyramids hanging on them, called "Garmendia's Dream", also contained amazing power, he could feel the complexity of those powers.

"You..." The three faces on the gravedigger's chest looked at him in astonishment, even fear, "You can't be so powerful. Who are you?"

"It's a pity that I can't answer this question for you," Yoan's eyes fell on him and he said with a serious expression: "He is an ancient god forgotten by the past. Even I can't know his name."

This was not something he deliberately concealed. In fact, only when he turned the page of the Book of Glory in his hand did the voice tell him how to deal with it.

Unfortunately, he was unable to retain any information about that person after the battle.

I only vaguely sensed that there was a great being with a peaceful face and a loving look in his eyes overlooking the entire world, as if he was protecting the world.

"He? Ancient...god..."

"Yes, He must be an existence far beyond imagination. Of course, it is not an existence that can be compared to the 'Lord of Real Slaughter' behind you."

Euan looked at the lines on the carriage, thought for a second, then raised his hand and reached for the carriage, "I know you are waiting for it to come out, but that will make me very distressed. So, I can only..."

"you you……"

The gravedigger opened his mouth to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked and he could not say anything.

He never imagined that during a mission to cooperate with the Araniga, he would encounter Euan, a man with terrifying power.

How can anyone use the forbidden time and space that only gods can use?

How is it possible, how is it possible in this forbidden era? !

"exile!"

Euan placed one palm on the carriage of the black carriage, and in the other hand, he turned another page of the "Zafarullah's Book of Glory". The secret origin fluctuations accompanied its light and enveloped the entire carriage.

"no no……"

The gravedigger stared at Euan in horror.

No, don't, can't! !

It cannot be exiled. This is the anchor of reality for the great "Lord of Real Killing"!

But it's a pity that Euan doesn't know what the gravedigger is thinking at this moment. Even if he knows, no one can stop him at this time!

therefore,

A huge black crack cut through the dim storm, and in the dark and terrifying crack, there were faint screams of madness and desperate shouts.

Youan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he actually felt a little uneasy in his heart, as if there was something more terrifying existing in the crack.

He no longer hesitated, raised his hand and pushed the entire carriage into the gap.

"No, don't, you can't—"

The gravedigger sitting on the carriage wanted to shout, struggle, resist...

But Yuan's push seemed to activate the terrifying power in the crack, sucking him and the carriage.

It was as if a pair of invisible hands were grabbing them tightly, trying to drag them into the abyss-like crack.

You An stared at the carriage with a frown, but he did not look at the crack at the rear.

At this time, his keen intuition told him not to watch, not to listen, and not to detect, otherwise he would be contaminated and instantly turn into a terrifying aberration.

Fortunately, the entire carriage was soon sucked into the crack, along with the ten illusory figures around it, which were pulled in together by the blush connected by the tombstone.

"Huh..." You An just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief.

The next second——

"Doa!!!"

Immediately afterwards, a huge foot shaped like a sheep's hoof suddenly poked out of the crack, as if to prevent the gap from closing.

The horny soles were the same height as the two men, and were covered with black lines, exuding an evil aura.

Euan looked at it in horror, unable to move at all.

The terrifying power emitted from the soles of his feet that were only exposed turned him into stone instantly. His whole body was like wood, his origin, soul, spirit, and body solidified from the inside out.

How, can, can, there be...

But soon, the black crack seemed to expel the hoof, shaking violently, and a black lightning protruded from the crack, instantly penetrating the dark clouds above.

As a hole opened in the clouds, the light of the red moon fell through the clouds, shining straight on the hoof.

"Doa!!"

Another roar full of madness and murderous intent came from the crack, and the hoof struggled and spun violently, as if resisting being expelled.

But the radiance of the red moon and the vibration of the black crack suppressed it.

Slowly, the hoof is gradually retracting, and the crack is slowly closing.

"Dua, we will be here soon, just wait!!!"

With this roar full of unwillingness, the crack closed instantly, and the light of the red moon also disappeared under the closing clouds.

Only the waves that gradually subsided were left, and the deep-sea species all over the sky fell together with the sea water as the huge tornado disappeared.

"Roar--"

Euan woke up suddenly and gasped for air.

Looking at the empty sea in front of him, he felt as if all the strength in his body had been drained, and he fell to his knees weakly.

What exactly is that? !

So...huh?

A look of confusion flashed across Yoan's face, and the memory of what had just happened in his mind seemed to have been erased, quickly disappearing until no trace could be found at all.

He only remembered that after the Araniga and the Bekli exchanged fire, he walked through the storm and killed the Gravedigger, and the rest...

Euan looked at the closed book in his hand, with a wry smile on his lips.

"Zafarullah's Book of Glory...is truly a collection of unexpected spells..."

With this thought in mind, Youan struggled to his feet, waved his hand and cast a water elemental elf spell, lifting him up to avoid the attacks of the surrounding deep sea mutants.

No matter how the process went, he has now achieved the result he wanted.

do not know either……

At this time, he heard Black Jack's shout from behind him.

"Domitri, your support is gone, you must die!"

"Black Jack, I'll let you go temporarily this time. You won't be so lucky next time!"

Domitri's voice was still loud, as if he had not experienced any battle.

But in fact, it was indeed the case. When the two ships had just exchanged fire and collided with each other, he noticed something strange in the storm behind him.

Only then did it become clear that the "epidemic doctor" who was with Black Jack ran to kill the gravedigger.

Although this approach was in line with his vision, what he didn't expect was-

Before he could show his joy, he found that the pirates behind him fell one after another under the shooting of those terrifying gunmen.

Even the "Ghost Blade" Manolo Potugal, whose strength reached the level of Hand of the Kingdom, was taken care of by the gunman after being injured in a sneak attack by Black Jack.

After just one encounter, he almost died on the spot.

This result was completely beyond Domitri's expectations, so much so that he had to devote his energy to protecting the pirates around him.

Otherwise, even if they defeat the Bekele and kill Black Jack, the pirates on their Araniga will probably be severely damaged.

This was completely contrary to the goals he had set out to begin with!

"Don't run away if you dare! Do you think I can kill you?!"

Black Jack transformed into a huge sea dragon, and while killing several incoming deep-sea deformities in the terrifying storm caused by the out-of-control Stormhorn, he did not forget to roar at the Araniga as it was moving away.

"Hmph!" Domitri stood at the stern of the boat, glaring at Black Jack and the others with a gloomy expression.

The faces of the pirates behind him were equally ugly.

None of them expected that with such full preparations and ambush, there would be no threat to the Bekli.

On the contrary, they also sacrificed many director-level extraordinary beings.

If the battle had not ended quickly, I am afraid that except for the two vice-captains and the gunners who fired in the cabin, all the other pirates would have died under those gunners.

"First Mate, what kind of gun is that? Where did Black Jack get such a terrifyingly powerful thing?"

Domitri gritted his teeth and forced out one word: "Check!"

In the previous battle, he could clearly see that the gunmen were still the pirates of the Bekli, but the weapons in their hands had changed.

Those guns are not like ordinary firearms. In addition to their very high-profile appearance, they also have rune arrays and a very rare extraordinary characteristic.

No matter what, he had to find out!

Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to imagine that when the Black Pearl is equipped with such rune weapons on a large scale, who else will be their opponent in the entire Kordo Sea!

Black Jack looked at the Araniga that was getting away, and quickly canceled the extraordinary bloodline state, and landed back on the Bekli.

As he ran towards the bow of the ship, he shouted: "Go and have a few people look over there and bring Euan back."

At this time, the deck was full of deep-sea aberrations, some of which had even reached the level of the Kingdom's Hand.

Fortunately, that idiot Domitri ran fast. If he had been a few minutes later, both of their ships would have died due to the Storm Horn's loss of control.

With this thought in mind, Black Jack ran to where the Stormhorn was, took off his jacket, put his hands together in a toned pose, and his powerful muscles became more solid as he moved.

He also blinked towards the position of the ship's bow, as if ogling.

"Come on, come on, you're welcome..."

"Woooooooo..."

The illusory demonic figure on the Stormhorn had Black Jack's figure reflected in its vertical pupils, and a series of unexplained whimpers came out of its mouth.

The next second, the horn sound stopped, and the sound of retching echoed throughout the sea.

"It's done!"

Black Jack's face lit up with joy, then darkened again.

Damn it, the way this taboo object gets out of control is really weird.

It was that bastard Walid who did this before, and he almost burst out laughing when he saw it.

And this time it's his turn...

"Hahaha……"

Even though they were in the middle of a battle, there were many pirates around who saw this wonderful scene, and they suddenly couldn't even care about the deep-sea deformed mutants.

A series of laughter caused Black Jack to curse: "I'm not here for you, so hurry up and get rid of them!"

"What the hell, a bunch of bastards!"

"Ha ha……"

Not long after, Euan was helped back by two pirates, and Black Jack also cooperated with others to clean up the surrounding aberrations.

The two looked at each other, couldn't help laughing, and bumped their fists together.

"Good for you!"

The other pirates also cheered when they saw this scene.

"Victory!!"

"Great, First Mate Jack, and Mr. Epidemic Doctor..."

At this moment, on the deck of the Bekli, the space wrinkled, and several figures emerged.

"who?!"

"Huh? Black Jack, Euan, is the battle over?" The leading figure looked around in confusion.

"Menor? You even know how to come here?!" Black Jack saw him and yelled angrily: "I've already driven away the Aranica!!"

"ah?"

The visitors were clearly Menor and his party. Hearing Black Jack's words, he showed an awkward yet polite smile.

"Heroes always appear last..."

"roll!!"

PS: Ok, this plot is finally finished, and the next chapter will focus on Alexei Island!

(End of chapter)