The iron pipe, which had been cold before, was completely engulfed by the crazy flamestorm in an instant, and the hot iron pipe exuded bursts of scorching breath, and the heat wave spread out like a substance.

And the fierce beasts that were bound in the endless darkness, as the heavy iron door that trapped them slowly opened, the smoke of death had also spread, and the most primitive irritability and gore could no longer be suppressed, and the terrible howl swept like a gust of wind.

Whistling iron balls fell from the sky, like galloping horses, so ruthlessly crushed over, and then the terrifying waves of qi swept away in all directions like a twelve-level storm.

The entire world seemed to lose its original color at this moment, and then a huge force exploded, and then like a tidal wave, it quickly spread out to the surroundings.

Forders stared blankly at this scene, the majestic power he had just obtained, in this power that annihilated everything, could not raise any ability to resist at all, and then, this heroic man who crisscrossed the West Sea was silently annihilated in the dust of history.

At this moment of life and death, the memories of the past are like slides, constantly flipping one scene after another.

Unconsciously, decades have passed since the tragic death of his parents and the demise of his family.

Time, like a blowing wind, cannot be seen or touched, but between the ordinary, it easily erases everything, whether it is love and hate, or love and hatred.

The land that was once red with blood has also been regained little by little under the repeated washing of the scorching sun and rain day after day.

The family castle, which was originally burned down by the fire, has long been annihilated in the long river of history, and the dozens of stretches of rivers that run through the family territory, the rich blood color that was dyed red that night has also slowly disappeared in the continuous precipitation and washing, and the river has long been restored to its former clarity.

Everything in the past has quietly disappeared with the passage of time, but the blood that night spilled out is like a nightmare that can never be forgotten, deeply imprinted in the depths of Fordes's heart, and he will never forget.

The war is so cruel, it is like a sharp blade that suddenly penetrates through heaven and earth, mercilessly slashing towards Fordes's family.

That night, both the bright moon and the bright stars were completely stained red by the blood that kept spilling out.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

As the hidden archer plucked the bowstring in his hand, the incomparably sharp steel feather arrows with polished tips had also broken through the limitations of time and space.

The feathered arrows glowing with cold glow were like white horses passing through a gap, and in just an instant, they ruthlessly pierced through one resisting figure after another.

At the front of the battlefield, an Imperial Guard armed with a long sword and a delicate shield also collided mercilessly with the Forders family guards.

A family guard kept roaring and rushing forward, but in this merciless confrontation between iron and fire, the face of the imperial guard did not seem to change at all, and the solid shield forged by some means in his hand seemed to turn into the strongest fortress, no matter how the sword slashed, it could only bring out fierce sparks.

And the steel fortress turned into shields still pushed forward relentlessly, as if they would never retreat from the ocean or the mountains and peaks ahead.

The two waves of people collided together like two huge grinding plates, this is a cruel collision of life and life, without any fancy or whitewashing.

The surging power crushed over like this, and as the stormy waves continued to spread, a family guard with red eyes could only fall like this, no matter how unwilling he was.

In the midst of the raging waves, they were like boats drifting on the sea, and even the mere wave of the sea that churned out of nowhere was enough to overturn them.

The rout and casualties spread rapidly in this collision of true iron and fire.

The Imperial Guards that were colliding head-on were like steel needles, mercilessly piercing through.

It was a completely crushing situation, and the neat and orderly Imperial Guard continued to advance like a fortress of steel, forcing a bloody path through the wrapping of countless Naga warriors around it.

At the forefront of the battle between the two sides, the front line of contact was like a grinding plate of flesh and blood, grinding everything in front of it into bursting minced flesh and crimson plasma.

The wind is whining, the blood is dancing!

The originally quiet night slowly faded away in the roar and shouting of the angry sea, and even the stars and bright moon in the sky seemed unwilling to see such a bloody picture, allowing the dark clouds to obscure their vision.

And in the collision of iron and fire again and again, the night also became deeper.

"Kill!"

Just when the battle line was completely defeated, the poignant and sharp roar ruthlessly cut through the sky of this cold night like a sharp blade, even in the collision camp of tens of thousands of people, it was extremely clear.

And as this voice containing endless killing intent and unwillingness rose, all the darkness in the vicinity fled frantically like a young beast in a hurry at this moment.

At first, the snow-white light was as insignificant as the flickering candlelight, but in an instant, it had changed to be as dazzling as the scorching sun, and the darkness around it seemed to have disappeared at this moment.

"Boom-"

The scorching light continued to rise and expand with the burning battle intent, and finally turned into a giant blade of light that was five or six meters long and one meter wide.

And with the fierce and resolute ruthless slashing of this blade of light, the face of the Imperial Guard, who had been holding the shield and seemed to be immobile before, also changed greatly.

However, at this time, they wanted to retreat, but it was too late, and the endless furious and turbulent power was all compressed in the light blade, and with the swing of the light blade, it seemed to pull some power in the void, and then suddenly ...... Erupt.

And as the light blade slowly dissipates, the cruel and bloody picture is gradually revealed.

In front of the steel-like fortress, a bloody path several meters long was revealed, and the fearless Imperial Guards before were now dozens of corpses in an eternal slumber there.

Before the family guards in the rear could react, the next moment, the gap that had just been cut was quickly filled by the Imperial Guards in the rear.

At the same time, in the open and in the dark, countless feather arrows made of steel were all shot towards the towering figure that wielded this amazing sword.

"Dangdangdangdang—"

The giant sword in his hand, several meters long, swung in front of the majestic figure like a giant shield, and all the galloping feathered arrows were ruthlessly shot down by it.

"Whew-whew-"

However, wielding the giant sword again and again, it also squeezed the physical strength of this majestic figure to the limit, and the giant sword in his hand was inserted into the ground, and then he began to gasp violently.

But at this moment, with an incomparably cold light flashing, before this extremely powerful and majestic warrior could react, his head had been ruthlessly cut off, and blood was constantly spurting outward like a fountain.

"Father!"

When the majestic figure fell, Fudes, who was still seven or eight years old, stared at the scene in front of him in a daze, at this moment, only blood and mad anger were reflected in the dark pupils.

Then, after escaping by luck, the thoughts of revenge filled everything, and then, by chance, he obtained the dark seed, and finally, with the help of this otherworldly power, he finally washed away his grievances, but all of this has finally come to an end.

And he, after all, turned into ashes of history.

***********

The gears of fate keep turning, whether people want to or not, what should come will eventually come, and what should happen will not change because of people's wishes.

Under the annual ring of time, no matter who it is, after all, it is only a part of its operation, and anyone is just a drop of water in the long river of rolling history.

At this moment, Chopin has stood at a turning point in history.

These more than 400 artillery pieces were originally Chopin's last resort, and the purpose was to deliver a must-kill attack at a critical time.

Naturally, he did not have so many guns under his command, and these guns were all forcibly dismantled from one battleship after another, and then they were barely transported in the early morning after a large number of horses and naval soldiers were busy all night.

Under this earth-shaking endless roar, those bronze skeletons and silver skeletons couldn't even struggle for a moment, and their bodies turned into piles of broken white bones, and even the ten golden skeletons were just barely struggling in the torrent of artillery fire, but as the turbulent ripples brought out by the artillery continued to roll, cracks immediately appeared on the originally crystal bones, and the cyan soul fire in the skull also flickered, becoming more and more dim as time passed, and then gradually extinguished.

Only the Ghost Knight, at this extremely dangerous moment, was still unharmed, and at the moment when the endless cannon roared, a dark river through time and space suddenly emerged from behind it.

Spooky, mysterious, depressing!

At the moment when the dark river appeared, the figure of the ghost knight seemed to have completely disappeared from this time and space, and all the catharsis of the solid iron ball was shuttled by.

With the roar of this endless cannon, the long river of darkness that was originally as high as the Milky Way also quickly disappeared.

At this time, in the battlefield, the only one who really threatened Chopin was the Ghost Knight, and all the bronze skeletons, silver skeletons, and gold skeletons all sank in that never-ending roar.

And with the death of an undead skeleton, white points of light also continued to emerge, engulfing all the fallen soul fires.

However, unlike the ordinary silver skeleton and bronze skeleton soul flames that spread out when they fell to the ground, the soul flame of the golden skeleton was like a mischievous elf, and at this moment it was fluttering quickly towards the rear.

However, at this moment, the Holy Cross hanging around Chopin's neck seemed to have been violently stimulated, and more than ten balls of light, which were several times larger than all the white light that had been separated before, shot out from the Holy Cross, and then rushed towards that bit of soul flame.

The white ball of light was like a bloodthirsty wolf at this time, and the cyan soul fire dropped by those golden skeletons was its target.

As if sensing the crisis, the cyan flames that had been floating slowly against the ground suddenly jumped up, and then floated away into the distance at an astonishing high speed.

At the same moment, the white ball of light seemed to sense the attempt of the cyan soul flame, and the speed of its original movement soared again, and it only took a breath or two to bite the cyan flame tightly.

Then the white ball of light did not give the opponent any chance to fight back at all, and directly attached to the cyan flame.

The cyan soul fire seemed to turn into an unyielding and tenacious warrior at this moment, struggling desperately, but unfortunately, all the struggles were useless.

With the return of bits and pieces of white light, the Holy Cross, which was already as white as jade, seemed to have undergone some unknown changes at this time.

And it seems that because of the use of secret methods such as summoning the dark river, the aura of the ghost knight has obviously dropped at this time.

But this ghost knight is too powerful.

At this time, the Skeleton Knight King had turned into a pile of white bones under the bombardment of artillery, and lost the shackles of the Skeleton Knight King, Chopin had no way to restrain the other party at this time.

The purple soul fire in the golden skull kept surging, and it was obvious that the sudden surging attack just now had also plunged the ghost rider into a thunderous rage.

The gaze like a substance glanced at Chopin coldly, and then the fierce and unparalleled figure came straight towards Chopin.

"Shoot!"

Seeing this scene, the faces of an imperial soldier immediately changed drastically, and immediately after, a terrible roar drowned out everything.

"Bang bang-"

At this moment of life and death, the remaining more than fifty old guards stopped in front of him at the first time, they were the most brave warriors of the empire, and they could give everything to protect Chopin.

It's just that all the obstructions are useless.

The blazing light engulfed the original darkness, and in just an instant, countless black dots pierced through at a speed that was imperceptible to the naked eye.

The crisp sound of impact continued to sound, but the speed of the opponent's movement did not even weaken in the slightest.

And then, all the artillery began to resound desperately.

Pitch-black iron balls flew out from the black pressed iron pipes, and the gunpowder suddenly expanded under the continuous squeezing of the small space, and then under the impetus of the huge force it erupted, the iron balls jumped across the sky with unimaginable high speed, like a white horse passing through a gap, and fell with a roar.

Just the sword, the roar of lead bullets, and even the roar of thunder can't stop the opponent's figure in the slightest.

As the blood-colored ripples continued to roll, the figure of the ghost knight still rushed past without hesitation.

But at this moment, the surging light, mighty, overwhelmed everything.

ps: Thanks to the "Poor Lonely" pro-reward of 100 coins.

Well, tomorrow's finale, sorry.