Abomination and the Legendary Dragon King

Chapter 60 Destiny
On the shore of the East China Sea, the waves are magnificent
A tall and young figure stood on the edge of the wide seashore and swung his sword. After every sword aura, huge waves would be set off. With one sword after another, hundreds of thousands of tons of sea water were swept up into the sky by the sword aura. Falling back into the sea, it made a sound like thunder.

The bronzed skin seemed to be integrated with the sun, and large drops of sweat flowed to the ground.

From the first rising of the sun to the third pole of the sun, the continuous sword energy traversed the kilometer, and the sea slowly receded under this mountain-like mighty force, revealing a pure white sandy beach.

Such a scene is like wrestling in the ocean. What's even more frightening is that even the vast blue ocean has to yield before this young figure.This is a powerful force unimaginable by legendary fighters, and it is a truly earth-shaking force.

"Boom~!"

There was a sudden thunder, and a sword energy streaked across the blue sea and sky from top to bottom.

A huge gap hundreds of meters long was left on the sea level like a scar, and tons of seawater poured down along the huge gap on the sea like a waterfall.However, the substantial sword energy divided this wave into two complete halves, like two huge water walls separated, which have not dissipated for a long time.

Without looking back, he grabbed the linen clothes under his feet and a basket of fish and shrimp picked up from the beach in the morning, and the tall figure left without haste with a long sword on his back.

After a long time, the sound of surging sea water came from the East China Sea. The huge wall of water was submerged by the waves, and the waves engulfed the entire beach.

Walking back home along the coast, the young man's residence is under a rock wall by the East China Sea. The house built of fir is not big but the layout is ingenious. Some small decorations in the house show that the owner has the blood of the ancient elves .

"Mom, I'm back"

The young man opened the door and walked into the inner hall. The simple but beautifully made food has been prepared and placed on the table in the hall.Putting the full basket of fish and shrimp into the kitchen, the young man ate the delicious food. Perhaps he was very hungry, and he filled his stomach with all the food on the table within a few minutes.

After belching loudly, the young man stood up, pushed away the bedroom concierge decorated with a bunch of purple exquisite flowers, and bid farewell to the figure inside.

"Mom, I'm leaving"

The figure in the well-lit bedroom turned around, and the sultry afternoon sun shone on that moving face, immediately reflecting a bright brilliance.It was a face as young as a girl, more beautiful than a goddess, with a slender body, pointed ears and a mysterious rune on her forehead, all of which indicated that this woman was a high elf with the royal blood of elves .

Her eyes are beautiful, like a quiet jungle glowing with lavender in the twilight.There is a pool of clear water in the purple quiet jungle, reflecting his pride.

Jalan Nord stood up and walked in front of the young man. When she lost everything and fled from the Roman Empire with him in her arms, the young man in front of her was less than her waist. Now ten years have passed. The child has now become a strong tree, straight and strong.

She looks very young, and as an ancient high elf, she can easily live to be thousands of years old, but there is a deep love in her eyes that does not match her appearance.

"My child, according to the customs of the elf royal family, parents should pray to the goddess of the moon for every child who leaves home"

Turning around, he took out a holy book from the top of the wardrobe in the bedroom. The cover of the temple seemed to be made of laurel bark, simple and thick, exuding a faint turquoise aura.

His slender, white fingers opened the scriptures, and the obscure ancient elf language flowed from Jalan Nord’s mouth, as if he was praying to the goddess of the moon and singing ancient and beautiful songs, just like a lullaby back then. Now the youth is strong enough, but every time he hears his mother singing a familiar song, he still feels peace from the heart.

After experiencing the Dark Ages, the goddess of the moon, Elune, is one of the few gods who can respond to her followers. On the one hand, it is because the Elven Royal Court that has been passed down from before the Dark Ages still exists. There are many elves who maintain a devout belief in the Moon Goddess.On the other hand, because Elune, the ancient god, is powerful and has existed for a long time, as long as there is moonlight shining, there will be Elune's divine power.

The holy scriptures are flipping faster and faster, and the pictures in it have changed from the original concrete flowers, plants, mountains and rivers, scenery, birds, moons and other natural forms to more and more abstract ones. In the end, only darkness is left in the holy scriptures.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye for a thousand years, a faint ray of light was refracted from the vast and great darkness. It was so faint that even the powerful senses of young people could hardly see the existence of this ray of light. However, when this ray of light After being refracted from the scriptures, the bright sunlight all around became distorted, and only that ray of light connected to the young man's forehead from the darkness as if it existed forever.

Divine Spell: Inspiration from Elune's Fate

The young man knelt on the ground with one knee, his mind was blank, his soul left his body as if out of his body, floating in the deepest and darkest nothingness, without space or time.

Then there was a sense of weightlessness, and a land burning with blood and fire that was many times wider than Tyrael appeared under his feet, and there was blood and fire everywhere.Endless demons and demons are roaring on this continent, and the blood of Tanar'ri and Balor are wantonly splattered.This war is so magnificent, blood condenses into rivers and oceans, and time passes for thousands of years as if this war will never end.

This is Bator Hell, Avernas and Eternal Blood War.

However, the thread of fate is still extending, and time cannot be the unit of measurement of fate.At the end of the picture, there is an unimaginably huge red dragon flapping its wings. It spreads its wings, and the whole Avernas is shrouded in its shadow, followed by a breath like a star exploding, which is unimaginably hot, The entire continent was shattered under the breath of the red dragon.

Whether it is a chaotic demon or a demon with a certain amount of advance and retreat, these terrifying existences that are so powerful that they are unmatched by legends can only wail miserably in the breath of the red dragon and walk towards complete destruction.

The speed of the fall was getting faster and faster. When the young man's feet were about to touch this huge piece of land, the young man raised his head and looked at the red dragon flying across the sky. The noisy and howling battlefield seemed to be completely quiet at that moment, as if It was like being frozen by amber suddenly.The mighty power that spanned time and the terrifying power that surpassed the gods emerged, interrupting Elune's divine power as the ancient god.

The surrounding space shattered like glass, and everything in front of me disappeared.The young man opened his eyes, and saw his mother Jaran Nord sat back on the chair again, with no trace of blood on her face, and the Moon God Code in her hand turned into ashes.

After saluting respectfully to his mother, the young man no longer missed it, picked up the tattered giant sword, and left his hometown where he had lived for ten years in a dilapidated wallet, walking towards the direction far away from the sea.

After walking for dozens of steps, the young man turned his head and saw flames rushing out of every window of the house he had lived in for ten years, and then lifted the roof, and the flames spewed directly into the air at a height of more than ten meters. In the blink of an eye, the entire house was reduced to ashes.

The young man tried hard to show a smile, but the tears still flowed uncontrollably, across his face and across his beard as hard as iron needles.

"Mother, I will definitely take back everything that belongs to me, and I will never disappoint your expectations"

(End of this chapter)