Endless Debt.

Chapter 468 Endgame
The old man lost.

From the time when he was afraid of death and seeking the power of the Night Clan... no, it was farther away than that, a hundred years ago, on the battlefield with the Night Clan, when he first met the Night King, he had already lost.

That's weird.

After going through these long years, many memories in the elder's mind have long been yellowed and blurred, and he has long been unable to remember the things that were extremely important to him.

The faces of comrades-in-arms, the voices of lovers, the breeze from the highlands, and even the smell of fine wine... Things that are extremely familiar are so strange to him at this moment.

Everything is fuzzy, except the bet with the Night King is extremely clear, unaffected by the years, and maintains its original appearance.

The century-old bet finally ushered in such an ending.

The old man laughed hoarsely. Looking back on the past, the old man felt as if he was looking at another person's life.

The blood of the regent king has been damaged, and the "Oath of Dawn" is just a copy of the book of rubbings. As for myself... Now that Fuen has arrived on the battlefield, the elders have no chance of defeating Fuen.

His body was old and collapsed, and the backlash of the oath invaded his body. Even if the elder could use his remaining strength to launch a fierce attack, he still had no chance of winning in the face of Fu En. He didn't even think he could hurt Fu En.

It is said that Fu En has already possessed the power of "upgrade" and set foot on that glorious rank.

For so many years, Fu En has been hovering in front of the sacred gate, refusing to enter for a long time. No one knows what Fu En is thinking, but what can be known is that under Fu En's casual character and calm smile, He has become more and more mysterious, and even the elders have difficulty guessing his thoughts.

There is an insurmountable age gap between the elder and Vaughn.

The alchemy matrix carried by Vonn is the most powerful and advanced alchemy matrix of the Krex family in modern times except for Palmer, while the alchemy matrix carried by the veteran is an antique from a hundred years ago.

Even if they are both defenders, the advancement and backwardness of the alchemy matrix will deeply affect the strength of the two.

In the extraordinary world, sometimes the older also means the weaker. Today's sublimation people have used advanced steel and gunpowder, but the ancient undead still hold the flashy ceremonial sword.

"If Ralph a hundred years ago saw Ralph today, he would definitely be very disappointed."

Ralph was talking to himself.

Suddenly Ralph laughed, and slowly clenched his fists.

Obviously he was at the end of the road, but Ralph suddenly felt an indescribable relief, as if all the shackles on his body had disappeared.

Yes, such a Ralph has nothing to lose.

Nothing to worry about, nothing to lose.

Ralph has been completely severed from this world, independent of this era that does not belong to him, like a ghost who should have died long ago but failed to die.

Eyes filled with the glow of ether, Ralph roared and waved all his power, the concentration of ether reached the peak in an instant, and then materialized in the air, the violent wind rolled the thunder, calling dense thunderstorms.

The heavy wind pressure covered the entire area indiscriminately, the crooked and raised ruins collapsed in an instant, the air was quickly drawn away, and all living things were trapped in a vacuum of suffocation.

Ralph felt the rush of power in his body, and suddenly he felt that he was young again. Although this youth was extremely short-lived, he enjoyed this short-lived freedom.

The roaring howling wind repeatedly cut through all the material that could be touched, split it into broken dust, and went away with the wind.

Derby half-kneeled on the ground, and as the pressure gradually increased, he was also firmly pressed to the ground, and the chaotic wind blades swept over his body, cutting open hideous wounds.

Ralph is mad, and realizing that there is no hope of immortality, he unleashes a final act of madness, attacking everyone indiscriminately.

This time Ralph did his best.

"I would have liked to settle this matter more respectably, after all you are one of the elders."

Even though the wind was so noisy, Vaughn's voice was clearly heard by Ralph, and then he saw a flash of sword light pulled like thunder.

Whether it is a strong wind or a huge wave, under this deadly sharp edge, they will all be cut open together.

Ralph couldn't see the trajectory of Vaughn's attack clearly, and he couldn't even notice Vaughn's figure. When he felt the severe pain in his chest, the blood-stained blade had already penetrated his body.

Immediately, the storm dissipated, along with the dark clouds that squeezed the night sky, and the bright stars were revealed.

"It's so beautiful..."

Ralph looked up, suddenly realizing that it had been a long time since he had looked up at the stars like this.

This beautiful world is always unforgettable.

Fu En drew out the blade, and the icy metal was covered with raging ether, and the wind blade spread from the wound and strangled.

Ralph's gaze gradually became hollow. Even the etherified internal organs were completely shattered and annihilated by this blow.

Vaughn left Ralph with a whole body, which was his last kindness to Ralph.

With Ralph's death, the dispute tonight came to an end.

Vaughan stared at Ralph's body for a long time, wiped off the blood on the blade, and sighed softly.

No one dared to disturb Vaughan's sadness, and everyone kept silent. In the absolute silence, Derby's eyes contained thousands of horrors.

Vaughn's strength was far beyond Derby's imagination. Derby knew that Ralph was not Vaughn's opponent, but he never thought that Ralph was beheaded after only holding on for a while.

Derby began to doubt the intelligence in his mind. Is Vonn really just a defender?

The more he benefited from eternal life, the more Derby was afraid of death. He got up silently, and the dark robe began to squirm, covering his body little by little.

The veil swayed with pitch-black ink, gradually covering Derby's body. Just as he was about to completely merge with the darkness, a heavy hammer hit Derby's head, and his head was visibly deflated.

The blunt weapon brought unbearable pain, as well as conscious dizziness, Derby was hit and staggered, and even the integration into the darkness with the veil was interrupted.

"asshole!"

Derby cursed, and raised his blood-stained palm, the blood boiled suddenly, and a fiery firework erupted from the palm of his hand.

The bright flames failed to stop the opponent's advance, and a blurred shadow rushed out of the flames. Burlogo swung his hammer again, breaking Derby's remaining arm in one fell swoop.

The roaring air gun pushed the silver sword, pierced Derby's thigh precisely, and nailed it into the ground below him.

Derby's eyes were red and he tried to fight back. Then Palmer fired more air guns, but the subsequent several attacks failed to hit Derby, and the deadly blade nailed Derby's surroundings.

Palmer stubbornly raised his hand, and a silver sword was suspended beside him. The blade and Palmer's arm trembled continuously until Palmer couldn't hold it anymore and fell down.

Bologo stepped forward and kicked Derby's chest. Derby's body fell backwards uncontrollably, and the silver sword that penetrated his thigh directly pulled and cut his body, screaming continuously. .

Derby couldn't stand up anymore, the silverware burned his flesh and blood, causing unstoppable pain, and he even shed tears.

Burrog was not as merciful as Vonn.

He rode on Derby covered in blood, swung the hammer with one hand, and repeatedly hit Derby.

At first, Derby could still rely on blood boiling, burning fireworks and hitting Burrog, but after a short pause, Burrog moved again like a cold machine.

There is a layer of silver plating attached to the hammer. It rises and falls, breaking bones and denting the body. Every time it comes into contact with the body, it is like a soldering iron, bringing up a burst of burning smoke.

Burrog smashed everything into a bloody mess until Derby couldn't even wail, and fell to the ground as if dead, motionless.

Unwilling to give up, Bologo swung the hammer against Derby's head a few more times. After confirming that he was temporarily unable to survive, or was completely dead, Burlogo threw the hammer aside and rolled over from Derby's body. Go down, lie on the ruins, look at the bright starry sky.

Burrog was so tired that it seemed that if he closed his eyes, he would die and start the next resurrection.

Tilting his head, Boluoge saw that Walsh Lin carefully hugged Palmer. The two were so close, just like the Madonna hugging her child in the oil painting. Aimu struggled to crawl out of the ruins. Her body was full of dents and scratches, and even the light of one pupil was dimmed, like a damaged machine.

Then Burrog saw Vaughn walking towards him...

"I guess Palmer is thinking, is this a vacation...or overtime..."

Burlogo speculated about Palmer's possible actions, and with this question flashing through his mind, Burlogo fell into a drowsy sleep.

The tumultuous ruins are reduced to silence.

(End of this chapter)