When the crumbling 'spirit' of the falling holy light was about to be swallowed up by the undead, not only the pirates, but also the 'spirit' spirit, and others, all eyes were focused on the holy light like a candle in the wind, their expressions were different, there were unbearable sighs, pleasures, expectations, and relief, and there were all kinds of things in the world, nothing more than yes - some of the 'spirits' could no longer bear to look at them, but more people wanted to remember the hero's figure......

And a very small number of people, their faces are solemn, as if they are waiting for something. (’)

Then, they all saw it.

When the light that symbolizes the burning of the fire of life and the transformation of the original energy in the eyes of the "paladin" is illuminated, it is not a brilliant and dazzling holy light that gushes out, but an endless darkness.

A bone-chilling wind blew quietly in the night sky.

Between heaven and earth, there seemed to be a deep voice whispering quietly.

Isaac's wild laughter got stuck in his throat.

Sifania closed her eyes.

Quisling quietly clenched his fists.

Only in the eyes of the Death Knights, the blue flames instantly blazed, and something flowed into their souls along the 'spirit' contract they had concluded.

The undead roaming the sea let out an uneasy howl, as if something terrible was about to befall them.

The pirates who were licking blood from the edge of their knives and on the verge of fighting and death turned pale and their hearts were beating uncontrollably, especially those who had awakened the Netherworld's fighting spirit, and they opened their mouths wide, and they kept breathing hard.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth suddenly changed color, it was a great force enough to tear apart the universe and shatter the world, it was the real negative pole of the world, it was the enemy and final destination of a living being, it was the purest force of death in the world, the roaring roar blew the howl of the undead here without a trace, the sea rolled up a whirlpool, shaking endlessly, countless undead were swept up into the sky with their hands and feet, sucked into the clouds, strangled into the dead breath of the undead, and turned into their original appearance. Read the full text of the latest chapter

In this dark night sky, there is a slight bright 'color', but this is just an illusion in contrast, because the terrifying power that is deeper and darker than the night is flying from the edge of the distant solar system, and the power of the netherworld is like a raging cloud, hanging down from the nine heavens, breaking through the blockade of the atmosphere, like a long river from the underworld, and the waterfall pours down!

The sound of shock continued to sound, in the face of this vast and mysterious terrifying power, everyone lost the ability to speak, and could only let out meaningless exclamations, and thousands of eyes were once again focused on the figure of the person surrounded by the undead, the fierce undead had already wailed and retreated, they huddled together and let out a panicked shout.

Paladin Sigma stood alone, looking up at the sky, endless darkness continued to emerge from his body, expelling the remaining holy light, this warm but dream-like power will eventually be shattered like a dream, he stretched out his hand, the last holy light gathered in his hands, fingertips, and then continued to disperse like starlight, he felt this last warmth, there was reluctance and feeling 'excitement' in his eyes.

Huge memories continue to emerge from the sea of 'spirits' gods, the things of life flashed through my mind one by one, and the memories of a lifetime returned, Sigma Washington's one qiē, his persistence, his perseverance, his beliefs, one qiē cherished, one qiē guarded, one qiē dreams, one qiē regrets, one qiē hatred, one qiē stubbornness, all announced their return in this calm flow.

He has changed back to what he used to be, but after all, it is different, the regret in his heart has been made up by another life experience, and the puzzle piece of his soul has become a vital part, the paladin Sigma will eventually disappear, and the necromancer Sigma is his original form...... But he will never regret it again, because he has understood that light and darkness are nothing more than ways to carry out faith, and that a choice comes from the 'nature' of the heart, whether it is the fiery and intense light or the deep darkness of death, his strength always comes from love for the world and compassion for the weak, and this is enough.

From now on, Sigmar Washington's greatest knot has been completely untied, and from now on, darkness will be an invincible sword in his hands, and light is an indelible creed in his heart, he stands on the river of time, overlooking the rise and fall of all things, he holds the right of life and death, and watches over this beautiful and cruel world.

I am the Deathwing, the watcher of reincarnation, the ally of time, the companion of death, I am the embodiment of death, I am ...... Death.

The power of the 'spirit' god continued to rise, a steady stream of death power emerged from his body, his soul underwent an essential 'sexual' leap, and the magnificent and vast undead spirit life qi surged out, turning into unbridled wings, spreading out to the sky gorgeously, welcoming the powerful power from Pluto, the purest death qi made up for the emptiness after the realm was raised, and at the same time brought him some broken memories and new knowledge. The huge pressure rolled out from his body, roaring and surging towards the surroundings like a sea 'tide', Sigma felt that he was now stronger than ever, as if he could make the heavens and the earth hang upside down and the sea shattered with a single move!

How powerful, how terrible, I am the destroyer of all things, unstoppable, unrebellious, and now I ...... It is already possible to stuff the emperor into a dung pit and blow them up into the sky together!

Even Sargeras can't stop me! Whether it is the Realm of Death or the Holy Empire, no laws, violent institutions, and public order and good customs can stop me!

The current Uncle Ben is the strongest! It's invincible!

Sigma's hands shook, two nether flames burned, feeling this terrifying power that was so huge that it was extremely large, Sigma's face 'revealed' a hearty smile, fuck, I finally waited for this day! You bastards who hang me on the streetlights, who scare me with skeletons and dead bodies, who throw ghosts into my room every day, who always laugh at me for being afraid of ghosts, I want you all to ......

Bridge bean sack ...... I always feel like I've forgotten something......

He came back from his endless imagination, and finally lowered his noble and proud head and looked around.

The undead, who had surrounded him frantically and had been frightened back by the mutation, were obedient to their instincts and lay on the ground in fear, looking up at him with fear and awe, waiting for the king's orders.

Qi brushed, very neat, with green ghost fire in his eyes, looking up at him with a hideous face, densely packed, looking at him together.

"......" Sigma blinked, "Huh? ”

In the distance, the fleet of 'spirits', Sifania looked at the tyrannical power that destroyed the world in a daze, the dark 'yin' clouds, the intense clouds that kept swirling, the river of the underworld falling from the sky, the undead roared in unison, and in an instant, it seemed that the sky and the earth were revolving around that person, the 'chaotic' and 'chaotic' sea, the endless undead, her heart was flying, and there was a suspicious discussion and self-talk of the 'spirits' in her ears, she quietly clenched her fists, her worried mood had just relaxed, and she was panicked again. What will he become, he still can't remember what happened before, he and me...... Will it still be the same as it used to be?

Suddenly, all the noise disappeared, and the death fell silent, and between heaven and earth, there was only one voice left.

"I '' !!!!" There was extreme shock in that voice, as if he had seen something terrifying in the world, "Ghost, ahh ”

The howling of the undead, the great ship of the Nether, the rough sea, the roar of the river of the Netherworld...... The world seems to have turned into black and white, the terrifying power roars wantonly, lifting a huge amount of sea water into the sky, the terrifying darkness swallows a qiē, when the darkness disperses, a qiē disappears without a trace, as if this qiē is just an illusion, on the calm sea, a lonely figure is suspended in the air, and the wings of death slowly disperse.

He muttered softly, "Damn, I'm scared to death." ”