There was a trace of depression mixed with the coughing of blood. After several attempts to shake the divine sword to no avail, he noticed something strange around him. The man chose to give up the struggle and looked slumped into the distance, toward the "visitor" sitting at the top of the cross. Words.
"Why go to all the trouble and kill me directly?"
As the Dragon God once mentioned, as an outsider, Baron Bokar shows characteristics similar to those of a descendant of "Speer". In fact, he is far from the definition of "human" in this world. The former is even more distant.
Because of this, the Human Divine Sword cannot have the effect of destroying Barong's soul. It is just a relatively sharp sword. Pinching him here will not kill him at all.
"Do you think I can't figure out your thoughts? You fall into reincarnation with the help of death, and then start over in a new world. I know very well that I will not allow such an outcome."
The devil's tone showed a frivolous attitude, and his words seemed to see through everything, which made Baron frown.
"When did you start being able to inherit memories from past reincarnations?"
"Oh, are you expecting me to answer all your questions, or are you just thinking about delaying time? Let's abandon your little thoughts. Since I will choose to come here to negotiate with you, it means that I am convinced. There is no room for you to turn over." Sitting on the top of the cross building with his legs dangling, the Demon King depressedly pressed his fist to the side of his face, standing proudly on the highest place.
"Oh, by the way! You might as well recognize your own situation. Although I won't take your life easily, I never intended to make it easy for you from the beginning."
Hearing what the Demon King said, Barong didn't take it seriously at first, but when he began to re-examine his state, what appeared in front of him was a "crack."
It is a ceiling with cracks, a prison with spider webs, and a ground full of cracks. That doesn’t seem to be a metaphor, but the current situation of the soul source belonging to Baron Bokar!
"Perhaps even you don't know, but from "that guy", I learned that every near-death experience here will make your body in the original world fall into a weaker state than before. Whenever that moment comes, the demon blood dormant in your body will riot, and this is when the demon blood riots. You should know better than me what the consequences will be. "
"How do you know this?"
That was the first time that Barong showed panic. At this moment, he could already feel that the senior officials were taking measures to suppress the demonic blood in his body. But this is wrong. The nature of the world should not be observed by people in the inner world. Even the Dragon God has only glimpsed a corner of this false sky. How did the guy in front of him discover all this, and what he said " Who is "that guy"?
"It's unimaginable that even you would be so confused. This kind of contrast is really interesting. However, I think that answering your confusion is of no use, so why not remind you here." The Demon King said jokingly, He pointed at the divine sword stuck in the opponent's chest.
“Although ‘Amhitus’ cannot kill you, it can continuously wear down your soul source and put you on the verge of death for a long time. As for what kind of results that will bring about, I shouldn’t need to say more. "As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at the cocoon of the end that was gradually expanding in the distance, and the corners of his mouth raised an imperceptible arc.
"Then Baron Bokar, this is an either-or choice: Choosing to wait and see means that you will face the risk of being cannoned into a weak pawn by the demon blood, but at the same time, I will not intervene in this fight. Their resistance war; if you choose to resist, I will kill you without hesitation and force you to enter the next reincarnation. However, in that case, when you face a confrontation with me again, you can guess yourself How sure are you of winning?"
"That is to say, no matter what, there is no way to pass this trial, right?" Hearing this, Barong suddenly smiled contemptuously: "I understand what you mean, but you just want me to give up the trial voluntarily, and then you will I can use some means to intercept the "channel" leaving here, so that my consciousness can occupy my body and go to the original world to usher in freedom in the true sense. If I'm not mistaken, this is what "that guy" promised you, right? "
"..."
Seeing that the other party stopped talking and did not deny it, Barong knew that although his guess was not absolute, it should at least be close to ten. Does this mean that the mysterious existence mentioned by the Demon King is actually not born in the trial like himself, but comes from the intrinsic reality?
The opponent's obviously moved expression made Barong reveal his sinister nature in a rare moment, and he chose to continue to hit him: "A person like me should be difficult for you, but I'm sorry, even if I'm like this, I'm in our place. You are not even a small person in this world. Even if you go out with your current strength, I am afraid it will be difficult to even make a splash. Let alone a strong person of the same level, can you defeat an opponent of rank six? It’s hard to say.”
"Can I think that this is your resistance?" Although he couldn't see the devil's face from this position, Barong was sure that the other party must be annoyed by him at this moment, but he didn't know why he considered this murderous intention. Pressed down.
"But what you said makes sense. Not only you, but also "that guy" is just a pawn, then I really need to weigh the authenticity of what the other person said. "
As if he was overthinking something, the Demon King changed his subject and stood up gently. The wind from a high place made his black hair sway. Under the sunlight at noon, he spoke: "Of course that will be the same as You have nothing to do with it.”
Then he turned around and left, just like when he first appeared, he came and left without a trace, leaving only the mess in front of him.
After confirming the departure of the Demon King, Barong finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was not his area of expertise, he had to admit that sowing discord was indeed a useful method.
"Pfft~" However, the balance of the body was finally broken at this moment, and a large amount of black blood poured out of Barong's mouth like a dam bursting.
Although the Human Divine Sword cannot kill him, the corrosion of the body by the death energy is real, and as the other party said, as long as the sword remains in his body and continues to wear away the soul source, then the inherent quality will be Sooner or later, the world itself will be turned into a virtual pawn by the rioting demon blood cannon.
"Be patient until I pull out this sword." Villafa's weak voice came in his mind, wanting to show up to do this.
But Barong spoke up to stop him: "There is no need to waste your energy here. This sword... cannot be pulled out."
Although Baron did not give an explanation, Villafa knew that what the Master said was true, and that there were some kind of shackles of law that blocked their intention to draw the sword.
"Go and help Atoris solve the trouble, Senior Villafa, I'm just sorry, I can't do anything for you this time." Baron said self-deprecation that he was not good at, and blood was still flowing in his mouth. , none of the internal organs is intact, not only the body but also the spirit is in pieces at this moment, the so-called end of the road is probably just like this.
But he still took out a volume of pages from the bracelet, which was filled with information about the Final Beast that he had collected from various ancient books. He had never slacked off since Villafa showed a worried look, just because I want this old man not to be overly conceited about that prophecy.
It's just a pity that it is completely useless.
Barong let go of the broken pages in his hand and let them fly in the wind.
"That guy" is not something that has appeared in history or legends. This is the first time it has come to this world. It is absolutely worthy of the name "The End" - the end of the world disaster!
"Sleep peacefully and just save your own life. I'll be back when I go."
A scarlet formation emerged from around the man, and the old man who stepped out of it, Feng Xu Yufeng, left words of comfort, and then flew to the battlefield where the blond girl was under the man's instructions.
"Ha, senior, please stop joking." Barong coughed out another mouthful of blood as he spoke. He didn't care about the sharpness of the sword, and held it with his extended left hand. Even if the sword's edge tore the palm, he would use it up. The last bit of strength shook the sword.
Barong knew very well that the reason why the other party was persuaded to retreat was not due to his eloquent rhetoric, but because the other party's purpose had been achieved. The Demon King with the [Blessing of the Brave] may truly become an unsolvable existence.
So looking at the old man's leaving back, a wry smile appeared on his lips: "Hold on, I'll be back soon..."
