Zongman: A Traveling Journey Starting from the Supreme

But in the face of this blow that could destroy the city, the black flames around Xixiang rose sharply.

This flame is extremely strange, with the meaning of extreme aging.

Whether it is the phenomenon of thunder or flame, or the two strange beasts, they all weaken rapidly under the halo of aging until they turn into pure magic power and dissipate.

"what?"

Jiada gasped in surprise, she obviously didn't expect Xixiang's ability to be so treacherous, her emerald eyes were full of vigilance.

Then she discovered that her spirit was also contaminated with the concrete flame of aging.

Xixiang had already poisoned her without knowing it, and was eroding the spirit of the true ancestor with aging.

"When did you do it?"

This discovery changed Garda's expression greatly, and she tried to expel these aging wills with magic power.

But as the essential power of one of the six demons created by the mother of evil gods, the aging personality is extremely high, and it cannot be driven out simply by the amount of magic power.

After realizing that there was nothing she could do about this old age, Garda didn't hold back anymore. She went all out and vowed to defeat Xixiang before her spirit reached its limit.

"` "As expected of a demon's ability, it's so weird that even I have never seen this ability in my life!"

"...Let me see how many things you still have to surprise me, Zarathustra!"

The third true ancestor laughed wildly. She was in such a happy mood now that she couldn't help using all the firepower she had never used since she became a true ancestor!

Xixiang is not feeling well now.

His abilities are weird and his personality is so high, it's almost like cheating.

However, although Xixiang is strong enough and his magic power is exhausted, his spirit has limits.

In any case, Xixiang has only lived for two decades, not as old as some old human beings.

In terms of life experience and spiritual comprehension, Xixiang may not even be able to surpass some old people, let alone the third true ancestor in front of him.

No matter how worn the spirit of the Third God has been over the millennia, no matter how warped her mind has been.

But Jiada has actually lived for thousands of years, and has seen all the changes and changes in the world.

The mental toughness honed in (the king's) long life is definitely not comparable to Xixiang.

This can be regarded as Xixiang's biggest weakness now. He may be very explosive, enough to destroy cities and destroy the country.

But Xixiang's spirit can't fully control such power, which makes him a man with explosive bursts but short duration.

Although Xixiang himself didn't want to do this, he didn't have much to do.

That kind of spiritual training cannot be accomplished overnight, he needs to hone his spirit over a long period of time, turning it into a sharp spear.

The Third True Ancestor was scrambled by Xixiang's aging Zhenyi and wanted to make a quick decision.

Xixiang's own spirit is not enough to support him to fight for a long time, and he also wants to win the battle quickly.

The thoughts of the two touched together at this moment, and the magical power that swept across the world burst out instantly, flattening the mountains and shattering the clouds.

Until the two wrestled together and rolled in the broken mountains.

Unknowingly, the two are completely entangled together, and it is difficult to separate each other.

Chapter 64 My Hands Corrode Everything!

The ground shook, and the outskirts of the capital of the Kingdom of Ardikia were completely reduced to ruins.

The mountain peaks located in the suburbs were all shattered by the collision between the devil and the true ancestor, and turned into dilapidated fortresses like the remains of ancient city-states.

"Huh...huh..."

Xixiang was panting violently, not because of pure physical exertion, but because of mental exhaustion.

In a state of high tension for a long time, no one can bear it.

Xixiang is in this state now. He is sitting on a broken stone pillar, with his elbows resting on his knees, and his upper body is slightly forward.

The pitch-black flames all over his body were burning violently, shaking under the breeze, and the deep eyes condensed by the flames were staring ahead, at the third true ancestor.

At this time, Jiada's situation was not as good as Xixiang's.

The Third True Ancestor was sitting slumped among the rubble, her long white dress with Central American cultural atmosphere was already broken.

In the damaged part of the skirt, her smooth and flawless wheat-colored skin can still be seen.

At this time, Jiada was curling up with one leg, and lost the white high-heeled shoes on her feet.

One of her delicate and small 060 jade feet stepped on the gravel and was covered with dust, which made people feel distressed and wanted to pick up the lotus feet and wipe them carefully.

At this time, little black flames were emerging from the surface of Jiada's skin, and every time the flames rose, she groaned, her face showing pain.

And accompanied by the pain, there was also a sharp decline in her strength, as if her strength had already become old.

Jiada slowly raised her hands. Those slender and powerful hands looked like old chicken feet at this moment, wrinkled and ugly.

Facing the signs of aging in her body, Jiada was not panicked, instead she said with interest: "...Is this the ability of a demon? It's really unbelievable."

"The ability to make everything age is enough to make any creature fear, because aging means death, and aging means the decline of strength and mental state."

"...no one can bear the fading of all that they once possessed under the power of aging."

"Strong people lose muscle, tall people bend their backs, and the mere thought of not being young anymore, of losing your strength with age, is scary enough."

"...Especially as (ahfi) a long-lived race like vampires, we are far away from natural aging. When the horror of loss reappears one day, vampires will be more afraid than anyone else."

Jiada leaned back against the broken stone behind her, her neck pressed against the stone, raised her beautiful face and looked towards the sky.

The Third True Ancestor ignored the fact that the aging on her hands was rapidly spreading, making the skin of her wrists and small arms turn into the wrinkles of old people.

It's not that Jiada didn't want to stop it, but she found that she couldn't stop it. Even if she used magic power to resist the erosion of aging, even the magic power itself would age.

To a certain extent, this "aging", which is the most terrifying among the ten forms of death, has no cure at all, just like the laws of nature.

Because aging and death are gifts of nature.

"Even the negative vitality of the vampire has no effect. This ability is not like pure magic at all, but is more similar to Cain's 'Holy Annihilation', which acts on the 'law of heaven'."

"...I thought your ability was like poisonous gas, and it needed to slowly erode the enemy. That's why I chose the fighting method to fight you quickly."

"But it seems that my fighting method is completely wrong. Even if the speed exceeds twenty times Mach, your dynamic vision and physical ability can keep up."

"...Even the strongest part of your ability is on your hands."

Garda's emerald eyes fell on Saigo's hands made of black flames.

After a battle with Xixiang, the experienced Jiada has fully understood Xixiang's ability.

Anything touched by Xixiang's hands will accelerate aging.

The reason why her own hands became so dry was that during the battle with Xixiang, the two hands would always touch each other.

Not only living things like the body, but even physical phenomena or concepts like rocks, thunder, and flames would be canceled out by his hands.

Just like Jiada's beasts that summoned thunder and rain, they all turned into dust under Xixiang's hands.

The battle is to reveal each other's hole cards, and then crack each other's hole cards one by one.

Now the Third True Ancestor has seen all of Xixiang's current hole cards, but she has not found a way to crack it for the time being, and can only watch the aging flames erode her body.

"If you admit defeat now, I may be able to help you undo the 'aging' that is eroding you."

Xixiang folded his hands in front of him. He sat on the stone pier with his elbows propped on his thighs. He seemed very relaxed, but his forehead was slightly wrinkled.

Now he has a splitting headache and is even in a trance. He can't do it again if he wants to fight with all his strength like before.

It can be said that the battle between him and Garda this time is a complete lose-lose.

As one of the six major demons created by the mother of evil gods, if the aging demon had a job, it would be more like an 'assistant'.

The real combat ability is actually the characteristic of other demons. What the aging great demon shows is the treacherous and terrifying side of the demon, rather than pure combat power.

Therefore, Xixiang, who appeared in the form of an aging great demon, actually didn't have many combat skills. The strength he showed just now, which was similar to Jiada's, actually relied on the third star particle body.

But under the premise of insufficient combat ability, the aging big devil as an "assistant" has the most evil ability.

Any substance and concept touched by his hands will fade under aging, the sword held by Saigo will rust, and the magic touched by Saigo will fade away.

So in the past in the 'World Tree' game, Xixiang was the real mage nemesis.

The mage's magic can't hurt him at all, even super magic.

And as long as Xixiang gets close, the crispy mage will be instantly killed.

His hands can corrupt everything!

On the contrary, even if those fighters lost their weapons and armor, they could still fight Xixiang, and then they were defeated by Xixiang's powerful combat experience and talent.

Under normal circumstances, although Xixiang has lost most of his combat power now, what the third true ancestor Jiada will lose is his life.

But now Xixiang is still wary of Jiada who seems to have no resistance.

The true ancestor of this world is not Shalltear. In terms of immortality, Shalltear's 'lamprey' true ancestor is not worthy to lift the shoes of the true ancestor of this world.

Therefore, Xixiang did not dare to guarantee that his ability could kill Jiada, the third true ancestor.

After all, today's Xixiang has not reached the three-digit figure, and there has been no qualitative change.

If he can reach triple digits, I'm afraid he can suck Garda into a 'fuck' just by grabbing a part of her body.

Chapter 65 The Third Primogenitor: Let Me Be Your Watcher!

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"Admit defeat? Well, maybe you think so."

Jiada giggled suddenly, and she leaned back on the broken rock behind her, the branches of her laughter trembling.

Then, the third true ancestor smiled slyly: "...Don't underestimate the true ancestor, the true ancestor who has the memory of thousands of years of blood!"

"...In order to fulfill the agreement with that guy, the three of us, even after ten thousand years, still resist the maddening sense of death."

"The first generation of vampires have gone crazy or died for a long time, and these vampires will even choose to commit suicide."

"...But the three of us have been, have been trying to survive, even though we wanted to die countless times, and wanted to choose a certain way countless times to end our lives like an accident."

"But we still haven't really made that choice, which is barely a response to the sacrifice that guy made."

"...So, we are the true ancestors, and any other vampires will always be just vampires!"

"The name of our true ancestors is not because we are the original vampires, but because we carry the deepest memory of blood!"

Jiada's tone was a little excited, she wondered if she recalled the past experience again, her graceful and beautiful face showed a painful expression.

"Your ability is very special, even I can't expel your ability."

"...But the True Ancestor who has the memory of ten thousand years of blood will not die so easily."

Garda's voice grew softer, weaker, and older.

From her fingers, Xixiang's aging spirit began to rapidly erode the body of the third primogenitor.

Her slender wrists became dry, and her jade arms began to wrinkle due to the rapid lack of water.

And Jiada's vigorous and beautiful carcass also began to age rapidly, and the sensuality disappeared, as if it had become a skeleton, and even the exposed ribs could be seen.

Immediately, her beautiful green hair turned white, the flesh on her face faded, and even her white teeth turned yellow and fell off.

Just in the blink of an eye, the third true ancestor who once overwhelmed the country and the city perfectly interpreted what it means to be a pink beauty and a skeleton.

But even so, the power of aging was still there, her body quickly broke, and the only remaining skin and bones turned into powder little by little.

No matter how you look at it, the third true ancestor is completely dead, but the vigilance in Xixiang's heart has been raised to the highest level.

As a gust of wind blew, the pool of ashes disappeared with the wind, only a little gray-white dust scattered on the ground.

Then in the next moment, those tiny white ashes rose against the wind, it was reborn from the dead, the ashes began to grow under the action of some mysterious force, and finally turned into a bone.

And using this bone as the starting point, Garda's nerves, flesh and blood, and physical body were restored again.

In just a few seconds, the dead Third True Ancestor was completely revived. She was still leaning on the gravel, and the white dress was held in her arms and wrapped around her body, blocking the infinitely beautiful spring light.

After the resurrection, Jiada is completely different from before. She no longer has the sense of vicissitudes eroded by aging, and her skin is full of healthy blood.