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Chapter 417: The Shadowless Kings

The dancer's flexible limbs suddenly became as tough as fine steel that had been tempered a thousand times.

It looks like a sharp, straight sword, a curved knife with a slightly curved blade, and even more like an indomitable sharp spear!
His arms swung like sharp blades, his palms were clasped behind his back to flip up the blades like flowers, and he took small steps to move left and right as if dodging left and right.

He stood upright, raised his arms high, took a big step back, and his round thighs were as taut as strings.

There were heavy splashes of dust and the female dancer leaped high into the air, kicking her legs upward in the air and raising her toes.

The agile body is fully stretched out in the air, with the instep, ankle, calf and thigh forming a full and symmetrical graceful arc.

She seems to be dancing in the red sun, and also seems to be flying towards the setting sun, transforming into a celestial being chasing the setting sun.

In the center of the scarlet sun, the graceful and well-proportioned figure had already retracted its stretched legs, but it had not yet fallen, as if it had merged with the red sun, leaving only a faint dancing shadow.

A huge human figure was dancing wildly in the desert. The dance posture was brutal and fierce, as if he was imitating ancient beasts or praising ancient warriors.

The female dancer couldn't help singing loudly, the rhythm of the dance had closely linked her with the scarlet sunset.

She is rising!
She is blending into this red sun!
The female dancer's body rose higher and higher, as if it was about to merge into the scarlet sunset!
The graceful figure is suspended in the red sun, and the blood-red sunset is even obscured by the dancer's figure.

The new hair grows wildly like weeds. The messy hair breaks free from the constraints of wind and gravity, swaying freely and dancing wantonly.

At this moment, the sky and the earth seemed to have dimmed, leaving only the red sun and the dancing figure.

The hair is messy like branches and vines, the skin is trembling like the sound of drums, and the dancing body awakens the silent heart and the cooled anger!
The dancing figure quickly enveloped the earth.

This desert, which has been frozen in sunset for thousands of years, seems to have finally ushered in a real night.

In the dim twilight, pairs of burning eyes shine more and more clearly.

Night and darkness are the colors of fear that are engraved deep in the human blood - darkness means the unknown, and the unknown means fear. Humans are born afraid to step into places where light cannot shine.

Night and darkness are mankind’s eternal weaknesses!

But it is not the weakness of this group of immortal royal mausoleum guards!
Perhaps they were once fragile and incompetent mortals, and when they were children they would curl up in their parents' arms to escape the darkness and shining thunder outside the house... But these humiliations and weaknesses were completely destroyed when they joined the Immortal Legion!
They are no longer human.

They are flaming beasts!

It's the immortal soldier!

It is the sharpest weapon of the most glorious empire!!!

When the dark night falls, it is the most exciting hunting time for us!!!
The blood-red sun never set, but it was gradually shrinking and dimming.

The blood-red light and heat seemed to be being swallowed up by the dancing shadow in the center of the sun.

The sky was growing darker and darker, and it was difficult to see the details of objects more than ten yards away.

However, this level of darkness can only deceive weak and ignorant mortals, but it cannot cover the eyes of the soldiers of the Immortal Legion!
The dancer in the sky lowered her body, dropped her shoulders, bent her knees, and spread her well-proportioned and powerful legs to both sides.

She slapped her round and firm thighs, her skin and flesh trembling like waves, and the ripple-like rhythm spread throughout the entire box world in an instant.

She then raised her leg and stomped heavily into the air. A rumbling thunder echoed through the sky as her footsteps followed, and pale thunder intertwined in the dark sky.

The thunder is roaring, the thunder is roaring, the thunder is impatient!!!
The huge dancing shadow raised its right arm high like a taut bowstring, and its slender left arm stretched out its slender fingers, as if a bowstring trembled and shot out a sharp arrow.

The target of the arrow... is the second living person in this box-like world!
John Watson, whose body is deformed and almost like a nymph!
"The King has issued an order! The Great King's wrath has chosen its target!!!"

"Bugs...damn bugs!"

"Die, die, die! Kill, kill, kill!"

"Tear up its flesh, smash its bones, and chew up its soul as well!!!"

Pairs of fist-sized lion eyes burned as red as a furnace, and dazzling light and heat were brewing inside the majestic bodies of the gravel and coal stone sculptures.

The sand and gravel melted and became transparent because of the heat, and the coal stones became red and hot because of the heat.

fire!
Raging fire! Fierce fire! Monster fire!

Mottled and fierce blood-red flames burst out from the body of every immortal soldier!
The indescribable engine hidden among the sand, bones and souls bursts out with its final strength!

His body was covered with armor that was flowing with blood flames, and black smoke was spewing out of his nostrils. Even the horse under his crotch and the weapon in his hand were burning with a brutal flame as thick as blood.

Wild, brutal, and cruel, just like a mad and mindless beast.

Endless immortal beasts awakened from their slumber, the eternal fighting spirit engraved in their bones, and they were roaring with the final madness and anger under the guidance of the Sunset Dance.

"The Shadowless Empire will live forever!"

"We are shadowless soldiers, we are shadowless beasts, we are shadowless blood!!!"

Flames, flames all over the sky, surging murderous intent, rage as bright as blood... like an endless stream of terrifying waves rushing towards the skinny moth-man in the center of the desert.

John Watson, completely engulfed in endless flames.

………………

The dancing above the sunset finally slowed down a little.

The dancer's movements gradually became gentler, and her heart and soul began to beat slower.

After venting the anger that had been pent up in the Scarlet Sunset for thousands of years, her spirit was finally able to further connect with the Red Sun.

She could now sense everything in this box-like world more clearly.

She could measure the extent of the world with her mind—a cube of seven hundred miles by seventy miles by seventy miles.

The earth beneath the sand was less than seven miles deep, and even deeper in the warm soil lay the remains of invaders from even older times.

It was some kind of strange, deformed creature, something like an eel but with a giant, flat-necked snake, a multi-armed humanoid with ragged skin and long teeth...

When the dancer's mind penetrated into these ancient bones, she seemed to be able to hear a rhythm that was extremely familiar to her... She yearned for it, she longed for it, she wanted to... Maybe she had once been such a thing???
"Look back... you were once one of us."

"You have also passed through us...You have also opened your heart"

Rumbling--

A roar that was hard to tell whether it was thunder or a lion's roar resounded in the female dancer's mind. She woke up in an instant, broke free from the whispering temptation of those strange corpses, and immersed her mind in the dance performance again.

The shadow of her arms gently waved across the earth, stirring up dust all over the sky. The hungry immortal beasts in the dust became even more ferocious, and the wind and sand promptly repaired their broken bodies... They became braver and stronger as they fought!!!
The shadow of her legs gently landed on the peak of the highest sword blade, and the wet and bloody gravel fell down, revealing the slender and vertical mountain inside that was like a stone pillar rising to the sky. The female dancer continued to dance endlessly, her steps were both light and heavy, beating out an ancient and brand-new rhythm.

That is the rhythm of resistance and also the rhythm of change... Only by destroying everything old with absolute violence can a new order be established on the ruins!

Destroy, destroy, destroy!

The rhythm of the dance suddenly became passionate again. The clapping of the palms and the stomping of the feet, every beat was invisibly in tune with the movement frequency of this world.

This destined dance is not only the destined dance of the female dancer, but also the destined dance of this royal tomb world!

The scarlet sun was almost completely extinguished; its seething vitality, surging energy, and vivid light seemed to be swallowed up by the dancing beauty.

Above the dim sky, only the blurry and fluctuating dancing shadow remained.

The last rays of light remain at the edge of the dancing shadow.

The blood-red light enveloped the dancing shadows; light and darkness collided in constant movement and merged in constant collision.

Just like the great Lord Shiva is dancing, dancing the dance of the end that devours light and destroys the world!

The skin and flesh of the female dancer melted under the high temperature of the final light, but the new tough and soft flesh grew wildly and vigorously.

The dissolving of her flesh and blood did not cause her pain. Instead, she could feel a kind of pleasure and ecstasy when the new flesh and blood grew.

This pleasure was not the kind of vulgar sexual pleasure, nor was it the physiological pleasure caused by stimulating the brain nerves by psychiatric drugs... It was very similar, but more advanced, profound, and mysterious.

There is a kind of joy that is hard to describe in words, like the surprise of being imprisoned in a dark and narrow corner for a long time and finally seeing the light of day again;
It also feels like the joy of finally getting revenge for a deep hatred...

This kind of joy and ecstasy is so complex and messy that the female dancer cannot imagine any specific words to describe it... But why should I bother to describe this joy?
I just need to enjoy this dance!!!

As a result, the dancers' movements became more frantic and brisk, and their postures became more graceful and wild.

Her body gradually transformed during the dance, and her spirit seemed to have abandoned all the old bad things in the past... Her eyes were dedicated to the great existence of movement and change!

She could now glimpse deeper secrets through her blue eyes that were gradually turning blood red... and glimpse that bright red road.

In a trance, the female dancer's gaze continued to rise, rise and rise, even beyond the box of the royal tomb world, rising to a more hidden and ancient height.

With a flip, she broke open the narrow box and her spirit floated into the turbulent river, like a colorful koi swimming upstream, swaying her waist and tail to beat the waves.

She suddenly swung her tail and rushed out of the river, stretching herself freely on the sparkling river surface, like a carefree snow-white deer leaping across the river.

The deer fled into the woods, running faster and faster, until its four hooves stomped on the ground, splashing up the green grass, and it flew straight into the air over the woods... and landed in a desolate desert.

There is also a magnificent city standing in the desert.

There is a dazzling light hidden behind the city.

The desert was filled with earth-shaking roars and howls, and countless alien monsters were wielding claws and weapons and entangled with each other.

Colorful blood splattered on the sand, and the blood quickly seeped deep into the soil, making the gravel mixed with the disgusting taste of blood.

The little deer saw many familiar yet unfamiliar figures.

A flat-necked snake without scales or skin screamed towards the sky, saying something strange as if it was trying to break through the city gate. A creature as skinny as a skeleton hid under a flat hood and waved its four arms enthusiastically...

Something seemed to be stirring deep inside the little deer, as if something that was tightly closed was about to open...but the door had been blocked and was firmly motionless.

She looked up and saw an enormous golden lion leaping down from the top of the mountain and slamming into the snake group. The raging flames without a track were rampant among the snakes, burning countless upright apes to death and also setting several flat-necked giant snakes on fire.

This was an extremely brutal war.

The fragile upright apes poured into the battlefield one after another, but could only turn into blood plasma and minced meat on the ground - the only meaning of their lives might be to allow lush green grass to bloom in the desert next year.

The two warring parties fought fiercely, and even the sky was stained with the color of steaming blood.

But whether it was the ferocious lion or the terrifying giant snake, both sides seemed to have reached some kind of tacit consensus and did not hurt or stop the snow-white deer that had strayed into the battlefield.

Even the rain of arrows, heat, and light in the sky seemed to have eyes and avoided the deer.

As a result, she was able to move around the battlefield with ease. Her snow-white fur was particularly eye-catching on the mottled and bloody battlefield, like an elf in a fairy tale breaking into the cruel and terrifying real world.

The little deer had no worries or troubles. Its body was still light and nimble, and it jumped lightly into the center of the battlefield.

………………

I saw that the female dancer was immersed in the obsession and trance of the destined dance.

Watson, who had already fallen into the sea of ​​fire and turned into a human-shaped charred torch, stopped his defensive actions.

He let the immortal guard in front of him throw the giant spear as thick as his arm, and let the blazing sharp weapon pierce his chest.

Until this moment, the third eye on his forehead finally opened, and the endless darkness deep in his pupils burst out with seventy-seven and forty-nine clanging sounds.

It was like the dancing of knives, like the breaking of swords in the air, like the falling of heavy hammers, like the piercing of claws, like the tearing of flesh by fangs... seventy-seven hundred and forty-nine kinds of sounds chanting seventy-seven hundred and forty-nine kinds of secrets.

That is a secret that only the general's relatives can receive - the secret of bone breaking!
This is a forbidden power, and also a privilege for those favored by the general... This damn bug is actually the qualified one chosen by the general? ! ! !

How is this possible? !!!

The immortal guards, who were as endless as waves, suddenly froze in place and could not move. The next moment, they were shattered into pieces in the blazing flames, turning into broken bones all over the ground!
Watson looked up at the dancing shadow of Shiva in the sky.

The burnt and dry face wrinkled into a terrifying smile.

He whistled an extremely bad whistle.

"Woo~Finally~I've waited for you~"

………………

The little deer leaped over the towering city wall and finally saw the true form of the light behind the city.

Those were five emperors sitting on thrones.

The kings of the Shadowless Empire.

(End of this chapter)