Death compensation.

Chapter 809

"My name is lonely!"

"I wish the sky would not be lonely"

The sword light flickered, although Tingquan was broken, but the sword in my heart was never broken!

The blood shadow flew, and the golden light followed closely behind.

Tian Lonely is constantly squeezing the potential of the soul in his heart, continuously operating the original body, and various soul supernatural powers are constantly flipping and flying in conjunction with swordsmanship.

The silver cross only dared to watch from a distance, and used the big prophecy to cooperate with the Red River aliens.

Now he is really afraid of the loneliness of the sky.

Because not far away, a Red River alien, which he had to be cautious about, was slowly dissipating there at this moment, completely dead.

The lonely sky is completely desperate!

Most people have only heard of high-level necromancers, but rarely seen high-level necromancers.

And the most widely circulated statement about the higher necromancers is also their characteristic of never 'death'.

The original body, which was created by Louis, has the same nature as the high-level undead, and others can only guess how special it is.

Before the Silver Cross dared to look down on Tian Lonely, but at the moment when Tian Lonely made up his mind to go all out, the sword light that erupted from it was the sword rushing to kill.

Even in the state of the Red River Alien, which also possesses the so-called 'immortality' ability, the soul will be killed by Tian Lonely's sword.

As a result, it has a variety of life forms, no matter how exaggerated the life form is, it will not be effective, and it can only lie on the ground to dissipate and die.

In the end, it wasn't even the blood shadows who were besieging and killing Tian Lonely, but Tian Lonely chasing and killing the dogs of these Honghe people.

It's just that each sword gradually took on a touch of blood.

And the lonely body of the sky is getting darker and darker.

The blood shadows are not afraid of death, but they can only die one by one.

The silver cross was ready to escape when the blood shadow kept dying.

But the next moment, Jian Guang flew from a distance, turned around the head of the silver cross, and then flew towards where it came from.

The silver cross stretched out his hands to hug his head that was about to fall off.

He opened his mouth to say something, but at the moment he didn't have the strength to speak.

The arm holding the head gradually turned into dim mercury and fell to the ground continuously.

The feathers behind him turned into pieces of light, forming arms trying to hold his head, but those bare hands could only continue to blur.

Countless holy souls emerged around him, rushing towards him, but in the process of rushing, each one of them emitted a lot of light.

Breaking away from that sacred posture, one by one sensed the call of the ghosts.

But before going to Netherworld, these holy souls turned into ghosts one by one, and rushed towards the silver cross frantically.

Even people with pure faith cannot accept that they are constantly enslaved and then crazily squeezed.

Besides, who can say whether their pure faith is consistent?

Besides, when the Silver Cross collected the holy soul, it would not be easy to discuss, saying that after your death, the soul will be borrowed from me.

It was a direct plunder. In the eyes of most holy souls, this person was not a god, nor was he in the same camp as them. Instead, he looked more like a devil.

Under the pounce of these ghosts, his body did not suffer much damage.

After all, these souls themselves don't have much power. Under the absorption of Nether, they are quickly returning to Nether.

But even if it is slightly affected, it still has an impact. The Silver Cross looked desperately at his body that was constantly turning into mercury, and his head fell to one side, hitting the ground, turning into mercury all over the place.

Then it became dull and foul-smelling.

The sky was lonely, standing in front of the corpse of the last blood shadow, his body continued to radiate brilliance.

His original body has been broken.

Farther away, there are still enemies slowly approaching.

The lonely sky even sensed the existence of human will.

And the God of Fist, who hides behind the human will, is approaching him constantly.

His death still caught the attention of the human will.

The sky became gloomy, and there was a whistling sound, as if singing a sad song for the loneliness of the sky.

His will is being absorbed by human will.

And Quan Zhengshen is taking advantage of this opportunity to play some ghostly tricks.

Obviously transformed into the original body, it is called a high-level necromancer, and Tianjiyou, who has added ghosts and monsters, is more suitable for the title ghost.

Quan Zhengshen, a pure-blooded human being, the representative of human beings, should recommend Xuanyuan with his blood.

But all this is reversed.

At this moment, Tian Jiyou understood that the attack on him was planned long ago, and there was a conspiracy in it.

This is also the tragedy of human beings. I don’t know how many martyrs were driven to a dead end like this with the cooperation of human beings and the forces of outer dimensions.

"Is their purpose human will?" Tian Lonely wanted to do something, but he couldn't move.

After his original body was broken, his soul body had already begun to dissipate.

Being able to leave a little consciousness to take a last look at the world can only be said to be the last gift of the original body, and the last retention of human will for him.

Looking at the gloomy sky, Tian Jiyou could feel that his own will was converging with human will.

Among them, there are a large number of deceased martyrs gathering towards him.

The wills of the dead in the past, recombined and aggregated, are forming a temporary leader’s will.

"This is..." At this moment, Tian Jiyou vaguely noticed something.

The soul floats to the netherworld, and the will merges into the group.

At this last dying moment, Tian Ji Lone grasped something.

"For human beings!!" With this thought in mind, the lonely will of the sky was subsumed into the will of human beings, mixed with certain wills, and finally formed the will of the temporary leader.

And Quan Zhengshen came here from afar with regret on his face, looking at the lonely sky that passed away, and the invisible, yet extremely strong will of the leader.

"Don't be hypocritical here!" Suddenly, a huge 'magic cube' appeared in front of people.

This Rubik's Cube is made up of countless small cubes, one of which is facing the God of Quanzheng, and the cube fluctuates slightly, making a sound as if countless people gathered together and chanted.

"You should be manipulating all of this behind the scenes, right!" the leader Will said in a firm tone.

A pressure fell directly on Quan Zhengshen's body, and the favor of human will on him dissipated in an instant.

"That's right, but although there is selfishness in all of this, it's also for the good of mankind!" Quanzhengshen said directly without any intention of hiding it.

The leader will neither believe nor disbelieve.

Standing quietly in mid-air, listening to the sophistry of Quan Zhengshen.

The sky is still gloomy and windy, everything is dead and lonely, and it looks extraordinarily lonely, with only a glimmer of brilliance floating into the distance.

This day is long and lonely at dusk, and my heart is full of sorrow.

The tragic song of breaking the sword and giving up the remaining life, I only hope that there will be fewer unfortunate people in the world!
　The second update, 2000 words, sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)