infinite death song

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

The dragon slayer warrior holding a huge sword cried blood like a cuckoo under the throne of bones, and let out a scream that didn't sound like a human voice from his throat.

In the thick black mist, the burly old man was sitting on the throne of bones with his hands folded in front of his chest. His figure as powerful as a god was looming in the mist. His eyes rolled slightly, scanning everything around him like looking at insects.

The people he glanced at all held their breath, as if their hearts were caught and about to explode, they took a few steps back in fear.

"Really, a group of little bugs who can't see how big the sky is, actually want me to do it myself..."

His eyes squinted downward, and the armored man who called himself the "Dragon Slayer" suddenly burst out with a powerful force, leaping out from under the bone throne with difficulty.

"Go to hell! Go to die! Go to die!"

The red-eyed dragon-slaying warriors immediately regrouped, brandished their giant swords, and prepared to split the old man on the throne of bones in half.

The ancestors of the dragon-slaying clan once bathed in the blood of real dragons. As a descendant, he has power beyond the reach of human beings and an immortal body comparable to vampires.

There is no fancy swordsmanship, nor is there any particularly profound skill, just a slash that contains huge and incomparable strength, which is enough to cut through any hard substance in this world.

He believed so firmly in his heart.

There is nothing in this world that he cannot cut off.

——A sword of infinite power slashed on the head of the burly old man.

There was no sound.

The giant sword shattered instead.

It was a remnant of time decay, and the giant sword shattered like flimsy pieces of paper, drifting away invisible.

Together with the shattered giant sword, there were also the bodies of the Dragon Slayer warriors.

Flesh and flesh melted in the purple-black mist, leaving only a complete white bone, maintaining the posture of holding the sword in both hands, standing bravely in front of the strong old man, telling his indomitable and courageous.

Buzz!

Buzz!

The six black chambers crush the space and unfold.

Six figures jumped out of it quickly, all of them were powerful faces.

Kneeling on one knee beside the burly old man sitting on the throne of bones, with one hand on his chest and the other holding the handle of the knife, he listened to the Supreme Being's subordinate attitude.

"Great!"

The bones of the dragon slayer were scattered by the strong wind from the fall of the six people, and they were scattered all over the place unable to maintain their original shape.

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Great Emperor?

This title will only appear on the king of a certain country.

But such a direct address as 'Great Emperor', it seems that no big person in the world has ever done this.

What's more, among the kings they are familiar with, there seems to be no information about the 'Emperor' in front of them.

Including faces are extremely strange existences.

However, the other party's gesture of sitting and lying on the throne of bones with his hands folded over his chest was very much like a certain king coming.

And without moving his body, he killed the powerful warriors of the Dragon Slayer Clan.

For the warriors of the Dragon Slaying Clan and the magic criminals in the prison barrier, there is no doubt that the Dragon Slaying Warrior is a powerful existence that can rival the upper demons.

However, such a person didn't even touch the opponent's body, the giant sword was shattered, and the body was turned into bones due to some unknown ability.

Such a weird and unreal scene made everyone present feel terrified and inexplicably shocked.

"You guys—"

Pomian, a young man with a saber-toothed tiger skull mask, was wearing a pure white samurai uniform. His sharp golden pupils swept towards the people present and made a heavy voice, making this space extremely depressing.

He stood up from the ground and took a step forward. The thick and heavy spiritual pressure made many magician criminals feel pressure.

He stretched out his arms, as if appealing for something.

"—I am honored to meet our leader of the second tower—Emperor Bailegang Ruysenbang, why can't you kneel down and worship?"

There was a deathly silence all around.

Then laughter erupted from the crowd of magic-guiding criminals.

"Haha, we have never heard of Emperor Bailegang Ruisenbang!"

"It's ridiculous! Just come here and dare to call yourself the emperor? Do you think it's the true ancestor of vampires? Kneel down? Now I'll give you three seconds to organize and apologize!"

"..."

There was an endless stream of such voices, all of them were sneering and sarcastic, and only a small number of people calmly observed the situation.

Even Trini Halden, the female orc major from the North Sea Empire, fell silent for a while.

Relying on her powerful orc instincts, this guy called the 'Great Emperor' gave her an extremely terrifying sense of depression.

She didn't know what it felt like, but it never hurt to be careful.

The boy in the samurai uniform only grinned at the cynicism of these people.

The figure swayed for a while, as if it hadn't moved halfway in place.

With one hand twisting a bloody human head.

Among the crowd of magic-guided criminals, the two who yelled the most stood in place, their heads moved from their bodies at some point, and blood gushed out from the wound on their necks like a spring.

Uh - all the sarcasm stuck in my throat and didn't come out.

"Now you have heard of it. Kneel down, maybe you can spare your life."

The young man in samurai uniform threw the two heads aside, proudly put his hands behind his back, and scanned the large number of magic criminals in front of him with contemptuous eyes.

"Damn!"

"This guy dares to humiliate us!"

"Kill him, and then kill the gap witch!"

The mob of the magician criminals rioted, with undisguised murderous intent, pointing directly at the boy's face.

Blood and crime filled the entire space, and none of these criminals was easy to talk about, rushing in like a wave.

The boy Pomian and the other five subordinate officials immediately held the Zanpakuto with a stern look.

Faster than the six of them was the sea of ​​purple-black mist blasted out from behind like beams of light.

Screams, shouts, screams.

In an instant everything was gone.

A large number of magical criminals rushed over, leaving only a bone in place, keeping the posture of charging still.

The scene fell into a deathly silence.

There was no action just now, and none of the surviving magical criminals panted loudly, and they couldn't even utter a mocking word.

Seeing the situation, the six people split their lanes on both sides, revealing Bailegang's figure in a respectful posture to welcome the king.

Bailegang was still sitting on the throne of bones and did not move half a step.

The only change in posture is that instead of crossing his arms, his hands are resting on the armrest of the Throne of Bones, with a gentle or cold chuckle at the corner of his mouth:

"Forget it, you don't need to pay attention to the yelling of a bunch of bugs. This time the old man has limited time, you should stand together and let the old man end the battle quickly. How about a little understanding of my difficulties as an old man...?"

No one answered him.

Or he dared not respond, as if he was afraid that he would notice him.

As if falling into a bottomless quagmire, the atmosphere was extremely suppressed.

Orc Major Trini Halden stared intently.

Xiandumu Aye squinted his burning red eyes, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"That old man..."

Around two months ago, Nayue remembered that her student Lan Yu Qiancong was attacked by a mysterious person, and the person who attacked seemed to be this old man who was over fifty years old.

Thinking of the fact that Luther's clothes looked familiar to him just now, the truth finally came to light.

Is he also a person from Zhenbai Yegong, the power behind Sakayanagi?That month guessed in her heart, and only in this way can everything make sense.

"Teacher Nangong, do you know him?"

Fei Dao held the Xuexia wolf spear and retreated from the battlefield ahead.

This should be the 'reinforcement' that Luther said.

"Two months ago, someone attacked Lanyu Qiancong. I stopped him at that time. The attacker was this old man. I remember it clearly."

Nayue nodded affirmatively.

Fei Dao was thoughtful, but did not comment.

"That's Mr. Bailegang who commands the second tower. I heard that he is the strongest in the first echelon. He is responsible for the actual combat simulation training of all the legions in the True White Night Palace. He is the most powerful fighting faction."

Xia Yin said in a respectful tone.

"In other words, he is a big shot on your side."

There were no surprises that month.

With this appearance, it doesn't feel like an ordinary monster.

From this point of view, in the battle two months ago, the other party obviously didn't play the real game.

Otherwise, I really can't bear it.

"Old guy, although I don't know who you are, but what you said is too arrogant."

Cui Ni took the initiative to stand up.

She didn't expect the magic criminals in the prison barrier to help her too much, as long as she got rid of the Void Witch.

But now it seems that if Bailegang is not stopped, these magical criminals will have no chance to do anything.

She and Xiandumu Aye looked at each other, and the other party understood what she meant.

Xiandumu Aye is aware of the content of the cooperation with the 'library'. Although there have been some accidents now, it is too early to say it has failed.

The strength of the opponent is indeed so strong that it is inhuman, but they also have the trump card of the fourth primogenitor in their hands, and it is still unknown who will win and who will lose.

"Oh……"

Bai Legang raised his lower eyelids, as if he was about to fall asleep from sleepiness.

Cui Ni cut a cry, and then smiled coldly: "Let me show you the power of the most powerful fourth primordial ancestor in the world! Don't be scared to pee!"

Stained dark background.

Under Trini's control, the ancient city immediately released a powerful magic power of a different level than before, shaking the entire time and space, and the sky was distorted by this powerful magic power.

"How? This is the power of the Fourth True Ancestor! Let me tell you a desperate fact, this is not all the magic power of the Fourth True Ancestor! But it should be enough to deal with you!"

According to what Cui Ni said, the size of the few beasts that came out suddenly increased, and the aura on their bodies became stronger and more terrifying.

The light on his body was slightly dim, as if he no longer descended in the state of a magic power aggregate, but a genuine flesh.

The strong magic power splashed like droplets, and the beast let out a roar that shook the world.

The six people beside Bailegang felt their lives were threatened, showing a cautious look.

The lion shining with thunder rushed towards Balegon.

Its giant body moved and approached with an unbelievably agile speed.

This powerful aura is overwhelming and overwhelms everything.

Bailegang sat on the throne of bones, still standing still, but the boredom and leisure in his eyes also disappeared a little.

The thick arm took the blow.

Pressed on the head of the Thunder Lion.

It seems that the palm of the hand is holding the head of the Thunder Lion, and it is held in mid-air without falling.