The ancient stone pillars and gray walls continued to extend forward in front of Duan Qing, and finally began to become damaged and messy as he stepped onto the next upward step. The obvious traces of battle also began to get worse as he approached. Hair appeared frequently on the corridor. As the burn marks gradually increased, several skeletons lying around the steps began to appear one by one in Duan Qing's field of vision. The skeletons that had lost their flesh and blood were lying or falling. The earth was scattered everywhere in the passage that Duan Qing gradually penetrated, using their tragic endings to explain the brutality of the final battle that took place here.
With Duan Qing's eyes, he could still clearly distinguish the common features of these bones - each skeleton had a cut mark that could penetrate into the bone. It seemed that it had withstood the impact of a sword-type weapon at the last moment of its life. Killed by direct attack.
"So many corpses..."
The steps that had never stopped finally paused for a moment as the next door appeared. Duan Qing's eyes then fell on the magic tools scattered on the ground beside a certain corpse: "And they are all from the era of the Magic Empire. The magician... did you kill all the resisters by yourself?"
"Fleur?"
The rumbling sound of boulders rubbing against each other was accompanied by some dust falling and suddenly dispersed forward. The last two stone doors blocking the passage were smashed to both sides by brute force, echoing in the dark air. In the scene where the bones lying on the ground were violently knocked to both sides, streaks of sunlight unique to the outside world also appeared in front of Duan Qing. After slightly cleaning up the ground covered with skeletons in front of him, Duan Qing, who was in ragged clothes, then stepped into the scene as if he had walked out of the building. Then after a period of careful confirmation, he discovered above his head There was no sign of strong winds pouring into this area: "...I see, is that the windshield?"
"Have you already developed such a high-end thing a thousand years ago?"
Basking in the sunshine, he walked to the edge of this area. His hand then touched the transparent light curtain, and then followed the direction of the ripples that rippled on the surface of the airtight light curtain and found the hall that belonged to it. Where the light curtain generator is located. The black blood that had dried for thousands of years was now scattered around the leaf-shaped devices, spreading outwards along with the corpses of countless magicians who protected those devices. Duan Qing stepped over those corpses. Then he bent down and picked up a bloody scale armor scattered among the pile of bones: "With so much manpower...the final result is only this armor leaf?"
"Why are you so determined to protect this device?"
He looked up at the protective shield generator in front of him that was still working, and his eyes fell on a sword mark deeply embedded in it: "Why... did you give up in the end?"
Reaching out to touch the direction of the sword mark, Duan Qing turned his eyes to the exit on the other side of the hall. His eyes that gradually became serious seemed to have seen a certain empress pull out with force at that moment. He grabbed the long sword in front of him and struck it hard on the last door blocking his way. The tearing sword marks then appeared along Duan Qing's line of sight on the other side of the square. In the center of the door, the ferocious surface and scattered skeletons interpreted the final outcome of that battle. After looking around again, he followed the sword mark and came to the front of the door covered with mountains of bones, and his finger fell on it again. Next to the tearing sword mark, a certain mark was engraved on the edge of the bloody handprint: "..."
"Perhaps the protective shields at that time were not as big as they look now, right?"
He retracted his hand, and then stepped in according to the path forward shown by the bloody handprint: "This is your last line of defense, that's why there are so many bones piled here..."
"The Great Emperor is indeed the Great Emperor."
With the sound of broken stones falling, he raised the Oknos Stone in his hand, and then shined the emerald green light that was still used for illumination into the vast hall behind the stone door. The resonant sound unique to magic then sensed the emerald green light, appearing in every direction where it was buried with its own slight light. At the same time, the entire hall, which was originally pitch black, seemed to be charged with energy. The light-sensing circuit generally lit up: "...Hello."
"Lord Patriarch."
The arc-shaped steps, the dark green floor that spreads all around, the rows of stone chairs neatly arranged on both sides, and the throne-like high platform in the center surrounded by those stone chairs - along with those The unknown devices in the hall were activated one after another, and a palace like a palace was displayed in front of Duan Qing. The dusty and dark decorations and carvings due to the age could not conceal the grandeur of this place, nor did it. The unique mystery and power of the distinct magic runes engraved on the backs of those stone chairs were covered in the dust. After standing there quietly for a long time, Duan Qing finally retracted his gaze from the magic runes that lit up one by one like flags. His low eyes then passed through the surroundings and collapsed in their respective seats. The piles of scattered bones fell on the throne with bones in the center: "Although it is dilapidated like this, your clothes look more gorgeous than theirs, plus This... uh, unique crown on your head, you... should be the leader of the Oklite clan, right?"
"Let me see..." Without any respect for the deceased, he walked up to the high platform and slowly squatted in front of the skeleton: "There is no damage to the bones in the whole body, and there is no damage to the skull, let alone It's magic, there's not even a sign of poisoning..."
"How did you die?" He murmured to himself: "If you were able to take it calmly when Emperor Frey hit you, you must be..."
"Is there any way to protect you?"
He raised his head and looked involuntarily towards the top of the throne. His ever-expanding vision, along with the gradually expanding gaps engraved on the wall behind the hall, converged on the hilt of a pitch-black long sword. A series of huge irregular cracks centered on the sword hilt embedded in the center of the wall, extending from deep to shallow towards the end of the darkness beyond the reach of the field of vision. The flickering energy radiance is also gradually increasing with the brightness of the surroundings. It enlarged and appeared faintly in the walls of the hall that were dimly illuminated from high in the sky: "What is that...?"
Boom.
The abnormal sound of bones suddenly appeared at the seat in front of Duan Qing as he took two steps back. It was the sound made when the huge skeleton head suddenly rolled from the corpse to the ground. He lowered his head. After arriving, he slowly picked up the skull, and his eyes gradually focused on the smooth and flat section of the neck below. After rubbing the section with his fingers for a while, he turned to look at the neck of the corpse on the throne that had lost the corresponding part. At this time, a neat incision appeared quietly as if it met his expectations. On the top of the thick white bones: "...a swordsmanship that can cut off an entire head and perfectly preserve it on it...ha."
"I admire you, Your Majesty the Queen."
The figure that jumped up with all its strength mixed with the sound of breaking through the air appeared above the high platform in the center of the hall. It jumped straight towards the place where the hilt of the sword was suspended in mid-air. The right amount of power then also pushed Duan Qing's The body was sent in front of the dark sword hilt, accompanied by Duan Qing's serious eyes that gradually became dignified. Reaching out and holding the end of the sword hilt, Duan Qing, who had lost his upward momentum, then hung in the center of the huge cracks scattered on the back wall of the hall. He maintained the one-handed hanging posture and then stayed like this. The ground swayed back and forth, as if he suddenly saw something extremely shocking: "Huh..."
"drink!"
A loud shout after taking a deep breath spread to all corners of the hall, and at the same time, the man hanging in the air pulled out the black sword from the wall, and the bloody radiance followed The bursting rubble flashed in the air in the center of the crack for a moment, and then fell towards the far side of the hall as Duan Qing kicked off the wall and flew out. Several bright sparks were drawn on the ground. After tumbling in the air for a long time, he finally rolled down in an extremely embarrassed posture to the doorway where he broke into the hall, and then took the dust and broken bones with him. Together, he dragged the heavy iron sword with huge inertia out of his arms.
【Falling Sun (Legend)】
[Weapon power: extremely strong]
[Equipment requirements: Strength 30, Agility 20, Intelligence 40, Spirit 30]
[Strength +5, Agility +3, Intelligence +5, Spirit +5]
[Cannot be damaged, cannot be enchanted, and cannot be embedded. 】
[Equipment special effect: Demon Breaking Rune, which gives all your attacks a certain chance to have the effect of dispelling magic. This effect cannot be avoided or resisted. The activation probability and activation effect depend on the user's mental value. 】
[Equipment special effect: Blood Sacrifice, consumes a certain amount of one's health and increases the user's attack power for each attack. This effect cannot be avoided or resisted. The health consumed depends on the user's strength. 】
[Equipment skill: Magic Vacuum, absorbs the surrounding elemental energy for the user's use, increases the user's intelligence value by 20% and creates a temporary elemental void space, making all other targets in the area unable to use magic, lasting 15 seconds , cooling time 15 seconds. 】
[Equipment skill: Bloody Sun, releases all the blood power contained in the sword and attacks your enemy, causing physical damage several times the amount of all the blood energy stored in the sword, and has a certain chance of putting the target into a state of fear. Duration 8 seconds, cooling time 5 minutes. 】
[The long sword made by Xin Bradett Fleur from unknown meteorite iron can be used as both a magic wand and a magic sword. The traces of time have not been left on this long sword. There was too much damage left on the surface, merely covering up the unknown runes she had carved on it. 】
[Due to the long-term conquest, this sword has been stained with a bloody aura that cannot be concealed. The magical energy originally contained in it seems to have been greatly suppressed due to the existence of this change. Instead, it was called by later generations. The new power of "Blood Power". 】
"……call."
Weighing the heavy long sword with his hand again, Duan Qing exhaled a heavy breath involuntarily. His lowered eyes then gradually raised along the scene of the hall, and finally stopped at the area spread all over the place. In the middle of the huge crack on the high wall opposite the hall. A ray of light then followed the hole created by the destruction on the side of the hall above his head, shining on this ancient and desolate end point of the war. Duan Qing, who was watching all of this quietly, then raised the heavy sword in his hand. , and once again jumped out towards the high space where the light shined.
"That day... it was probably like this."
Following the hole that was obviously cut by the sword energy, Duan Qing, who followed the light to find it, then came to the high outer wall above the hall, and then braved the howling wind and cold air to climb high enough to overlook Above the main hall of the entire front half of Sky City. The rising sun also shone in front of Duan Qing with its dazzling brilliance. At the same time, it also illuminated the blood on the blade of the sword in his hand more clearly. Feeling the light coming from this heavy sword. Duan Qing, who had a fierce aura, then took a deep breath, and then sat down on the spot: "You defeated the Sky City and defeated the last hope of the entire Magic Empire. You are about to become an unprecedented strong man and become the leader of the entire Magic Empire. The emperor of the world..."
"You must not be able to continue fighting with this long sword like this."
There seemed to be a scene in front of him of that blood-red figure standing here empty-handed, and he breathed out the still cold winter wind: "Completely destroy the power source here, and abandon your past at the same time... You are really a great A woman, Lord Fleur."
He raised his hand and used the bloody sword to block the sunlight in front of him. Then, as if in response to his movements, a strong vibration slowly appeared in the hall below him. Waves of emerald green light then burst out from the cracks where he had just pulled out the sword, quickly causing the entire city in the sky to shake, and the surrounding magic pipelines and devices continued to ignite along the city. In the scene, Duan Qing, who was sitting there, waved his arms slowly to the air next to him as if saying goodbye: "If there is a chance, I really want to have a good conversation with you, but it's a pity..."
"I am also the one who is about to give up everything."
He stood up and looked at the far end of the city under the sunlight. A still deep beam of light now appeared far away in the sky like a black hole that sucked up everything, driving the eyes of countless players to the sky. The direction of the city is slowly approaching: "So...goodbye."
"The former king."
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