"The will that is bound to the flesh and blood is destined to be unable to touch the supreme power of the gods. Your resistance has neither merit nor value."
Faced with those unswerving absolute wills, the sage finally refused to understand each other with the inferiors. Rather than reconcile with everyone at the moment, He resolutely chose to stick to his foolish loyalty.
Until the very end, he had no distorted belief and carried out the Shura Way that he would never be rewarded for.
This is the last sage of Tremhill. As the most loyal slave of the God of Light, facing the impact of absolute power coming from all directions, he broke the final commandment imposed on him by his master!
In an instant, without even being able to see clearly what happened, the final blow released by the concerted efforts of many parties disappeared as the sage "opened his eyes".
"The fact is that no matter how hard you struggle, no matter how much you deny it, the decision of victory or defeat will always be in the hands of the powerful."
"In that case, how about a showdown? Let's see who should be the "powerful one" in your mouth! "The high-pitched female voice is like the first cry of a chick spreading its wings, falling from the distant sky.
Feeling the inexplicable sense of dissonance, the sage looked around, only to see that the scene around him was changing. The stormy battlefield had disappeared, and what he saw was a calm and boundless water.
And above that, the elf swordsman held his sword in the air and took a step forward in a cold and dusty manner. In an instant, thousands of sword shadows emerged from the water.
——Half-step to the king level!
Her realm is beyond the reach of her eyes, but that kind of breakthrough is such that even the sage can't help but be amazed when he sees it. At least there is no one in his knowledge who can reach this realm like Elena.
But that's all. God is a supreme being that even the saint level cannot reach. In the eyes of the sage, the resistance made by not only Elena but also everyone present is nothing more than a mayfly shaking a tree.
"So do you think you are qualified now? Even your physical body is on the verge of collapse, but you still want to rely on your state of mind to be better than me?"
There was a trace of disdain in the sage's words. Faced with the sword spirit that the elf swordsman had accomplished throughout his life, his desire was not at all inferior.
"How will you know if you don't try it?"
The Elf Swordsman's trust coincided with the Shadow Assassin's roar, and the yellow bell rang in his ears, forcing the sage to leave his consciousness from the edge of the sword. When he raised his sight, he saw the freezing cold spreading at his feet. Up the Ice Path. The assassin holding a short dagger and the warrior carrying a broad sword also broke into his field of vision at the same time.
The sage was not surprised at all by Mias and Nolan who appeared in front of him and attacked him. Perhaps it was precisely because there was someone on the sixth sky island who could teleport objects to the first sky island. device, he would choose to take targeted measures against Elena at the beginning of the battle.
"In that case, let me test your quality."
As the words fell, a shadow spread behind the sage beside the Heart Lake, and then the color of the sky and the earth changed. A large number of dark locks burst out from the deep water, dancing like wild snakes to suppress the surging sword rain one by one. shatter.
On the battlefield in the sky, each of the three arms left by the sage pulled out a weapon from the void. One of them was a sword, one was a spear, and one was a hammer. They held the three together to face the two people who were approaching quickly, not defending. Instead, attack.
The spiritual power of gods is absolutely unmatched by humans, so even if the sage's will is dragged into her own heart by Elena, it is still difficult to be an enemy above it. But what she did was not in vain. At least it was able to contain him to a certain extent and share the energy of the sage.
Mias and Nolan, who arrived on the battlefield in time, seized the opportunity at the first opportunity. The two joined hands to launch the final resistance to the Sage on behalf of those who were unable to fight!
Baron manipulated the ice to spread the battlefield for them, Bretoric lowered the thunder to clear away external threats for them, and Lez chanted the sacred words of blessing to give them an aura of amplification.
The storm of destruction swirled around the two of them, but this time the strong wind would not be an obstacle to them, but would instead serve as a boost to raise the sail towards victory.
It was a real fight to the death. Even if the sage had his wings stripped off and half of his arm cut off, the two of them could not easily compete in this state.
The golden hammer hit the ground, causing a crack with a radius of 100 meters. While Nolan, who had barely escaped the attack, retreated, Mias jumped out from behind him with a gleaming dagger. He made up for his shortcomings in an instant.
As comrades in arms for many years, the two relied on their perfect coordination to seize the advantage step by step from the sage. But the sage was superior after all. In less than twenty rounds, he figured out the attack ideas of the two. The next moment Mias tried to use the power of protection to create a shadow of the past to interfere with the sage's judgment. , the sage captured the opponent's retreat trajectory, and shot down Mias's true body with a sweep of his sword.
Immediately, without waiting for Mias to react, he threw a spear in the direction in which it flew. The Eye of God presented precise calculations in front of his eyes. That was the moment when Nolan was absolutely unable to provide support. No one could stop it. He took the life of Mias.
But at this critical moment, a cloud-piercing arrow was shot from an impossible direction, blasting the spiral spear to pieces with great accuracy.
Immediately afterwards, there was a roar of thunder in the sky, and the thunder and the endless storm entangled into a spiral of death, crushing down from the head of the sage at the same time.
The destructive power that was enough to shake the world even shook the hearts of the elf swordsmen, tearing open gaps filled with wind and thunder in the sky. In Elena's view, this was also the sound of the final attack. horn.
"So, this is the end."
Facing the gathering of shadows coming from below, which was even larger than the shadow of the sword, Elena closed her eyes, and at the same time retracted two of the five fingers of her left hand, and held the blade on her shoulder with her right hand.
"The sword energy comes from the will, and the sword is transformed into a god. I can see clearly, this move - the heart of the sword!"
The purest blow is tantamount to destroying one's own heart. The so-called self-destruction of one thousand and eight hundred enemies killed, at the cost of all Elena's mental power, was the sage's frustration for two seconds.
Clarence, who appeared out of nowhere and was covered in blood, took this opportunity to fly onto the sage's stalwart body. In retaliation, he risked his life and used all his strength to lock the sage's arm tightly.
Seeing Clarence make this move, Mias and Nolan were not to be outdone and rushed forward immediately. They each locked the sage's remaining arms with their own bodies.
"Are you... crazy...?!"
The sage who regained consciousness felt extremely incomprehensible when he saw the three people in front of him making such desperate actions.
That means neither retreating nor yielding, nor wavering nor giving in.
But even so, he is still struggling to find the slim road to redemption, carrying incomprehensible contradictions from beginning to end.
At the cost of their own lives, just in exchange for this one blow that seems to be able to end everything. Sure enough, mortals are stupid creatures after all, and their choices even make the sage wonder about their deepest purpose. In his opinion, that extremely slim hope is not worthy of being entrusted at all.
Looking at the three people who were gnashing their teeth to control their actions, the sage shook his head helplessly, then raised his head and used the power of the Eye of God again to completely annihilate the majestic light falling from the sky. Then, He will also destroy these "external things" and grant these "mortals" their end.
The sky dragon only serves as a stepping stone for the brave, and then it can respond to the expectations of its master Tremhill, and naturally dedicate the eighth eye of God to the brave, and use the brave's hands to continue the unprovoked "dispute" and continue The unfinished "curse".
However, for the loyalty and nobility offered by the sage, what he responded to was hopeless arrogance - the source of everything!
"Sign a contract with me, maybe you can survive."
Looking back at the beginning, it was the agreement between the boy and the dragon.
"If you don't want to die, just choose to live."
Looking back, that was the beginning of everything.
The Dragon Girl also lamented that such tenderness would one day bring him unbearable pain.
Although he did not deny those words, he firmly believed that his choice would not be wrong from beginning to end. If the price was only one person's pain, then it must be worth doing.
After the devastating blow, he chose to bear the sage's "eye opening" head-on, risking the remaining life residue in his shattered body. The man jumped from the sky and poured all his remaining strength into the spiritual sword Tianliu.
Facing the opponent's astonished gaze, he cut off that delusion with all his strength!
But that's not the end!
Extending from his shoulders to his waist, the sage suffered fatal wounds but failed to end his life. Although frustrated, he did not feel confused or regretful.
The calm gaze is like a mirror, like the man reflected in it, firmly believing in the choice he has made.
He spanned a long life and finally reached such an embarrassing end. But when He faced the abyss of death, this was the only thing he could be sure of.
"If you want to say why, it is even though I will rot here."
The sage's voice was like a piece of white snow, falling gently on the frozen lake.
Only now did he understand that this was not a war between mortals and gods, but a war between himself and that man.
It was caused by His free will for the first time—a defeat that belonged only to Him.
"But you haven't won yet."
Facing the second sword that Baron immediately pursued after landing, the sage just chuckled. The light sword that appeared in an instant flashed away, and before the final sword fell, he cut off the man's right arm holding the sword to the roots. Break!
But his laughter stopped abruptly in the next second. In a world that seemed to be doomsday, a figure flying out of the sky with the moonlight as a backdrop caught the unparalleled sword.
It was obvious that her body was in a state of half-life and half-death that was so damaged that she could not even sneak, but even so, Artoris's eyes were still fixed on the figure of the sage as if time had stopped.
At this point, Artolis had to admit how courageous and incredible Baron was. He was even able to create this final sword for her at the cost of one of his own arms without any hesitation.
It's just, the last, the end.
I don’t know which party’s will will be carried out to the end.
The girl only remembered that the sword fell and He stopped moving.
At the moment when the veil of illusion was shattered, I witnessed a touch of satisfaction on the corner of His mouth.
The look in his eyes was not that he wanted to die, but that he felt a little relieved that he could finally give up the mission of his life and be relieved of the burden.
"Xian..."
The girl lowered her head and whispered the name.
Obviously this can't change anything, but at the end of his life, the girl still can't just silently send him away to his lonely life.
Like a castle in the sand, a container that has completed its mission disappears with the wind and returns to dust.
"So, do you see, this is our victory!"
As the girl looked back with a smile on her face, the battle of myths came to an end...
