Until the end, Durand didn't ask whether Thoreau won or lost. Thoreau didn't take the initiative to bring it up either.

Durand asked in silence.

And Thoreau replied with an action to illustrate a qiē.

- He was defeated after all.

“…… Duland, three months ago, when you forcibly intervened in the battle between me and Twinsky and Rochester, helping me gain precious breathing time and regaining the initiative, I really thought that my destiny could be rewritten. But as a result, both Twintian and Rochester surprised me, and I defeated the former, but I couldn't kill him. As for the latter, Rochester ......"

Thoreau paused at this point and said, "I'm sorry, but I really can't beat him." ”

At this time, Thoreau had poured all his perceptions and cultivation, especially the comprehension of the "true eye", into Duland's body.

The white-haired old man smiled with satisfaction: "It is really ...... to be able to return to Sendlow at the last moment to have a look and do my last part for the clansmen That's great. ”

At this moment, his life is dead.

And Durand is already in tears.

In fact, from the first moment he met Thoreau, Durand could see that he was defeated and failed to defeat the combination of two supreme enemies. This does not mean that Thoreau is not strong enough, and it is impossible to do better than Thoreau by replacing any of the strongest people in history, including Learmons.

Duland's body trembled uncontrollably, every muscle tensed, and he choked up and said, "Lord Thoreau...... Why, don't you let me save you? I can absorb the power of the Twin Heavens Curse in your body into me! ”

"You can't." Thoreau gently touched Duland's head, smiled and said, "Your gamble on Manus succeeded, because it was a fork in the road of fate that divided into two lines, one succeeded, the other failed, and you went on the successful one." So you win your bet. But unlike Manus's child, my destiny has not diverged. There's no way you're going to win a bet on me. ”

Durand took a breath, gritted his teeth and asked, "How much time do I have to prepare?" ”

Even if Thoreau is defeated, it is impossible not to have no results, and Durand believes that Lord Thoreau must have bought time for himself and Sendlow.

"Three months." Even though Thoreau was about to die, his old face still showed pride and confidence, "Although I was defeated, I still have the confidence that Rochester and Shuangtian will not dare to attack for three months." ”

The two didn't speak again, shoulder to shoulder. Let's look at the land of Sendlow.

The old man looked affectionately at the billions of battle mages on the land of Sendlow, patted Durand's shoulder with his old withered hand, and touched Duland's hair affectionately.

It's like an old man who is about to pass away, saying his final goodbye to his little grandson.

Thoreau's body slowly dissipated, and the small points of light fell off, colorful and brilliant, like a rain of golden flowers floating over Sendrø.

Finally, he turned his head. He looked at Durand with encouragement, kept smiling, silent and faint, and ...... Dissipate completely.

So far. Thoreau is really dead.

Sendlow resounded a mournful hymn, and the entire dimensional world was shaken, witnessing the fall of one of the mighties.

Countless light rains swirled and danced in the sky above Sunderlow, dispelling the haze and torrential rain.

All the battlemages looked up. Looking at the fluttering rain of flowers, I was stunned, and then I burst into tears unconsciously.

The plane began to vibrate.

Patches of fine flowers rain down into the earth. It seems to have become nourishment, blending into it and nourishing the plane.

At this moment, all the god-level powerhouses of Sendro were shocked to perceive that the rules of Sendlo's plane were being further completed.

The previously incomplete rules of life, death, strength, fate, and even the Void Base Point rules are improving themselves at an astonishing rate.

The earth shook and cheered.

The plane trembled and roared.

Durand suddenly raised his head and looked at the boundary diaphragm with endless voids, and the nine tangible main stars hanging on it all exuded brilliant brilliance at this moment, and the nine pillars of light projected from the air, converging into a single strand at the top of Sendlow's plane, and then suddenly falling.

It's like a waterfall.

And Durand was next to the Heavenly Waterfall, watching the waterfall condensed by star power fall, and finally around the Seven Colors City established by Thoreau, it surrounded and converged into a river.

The sword soul came out of the heart again at some point, and said in disbelief, "Thoreau...... My lord, not only did you complete the origin and supreme rules of Sendlow, but also guided the astrology rules contained in the main star to Sendlow?! Oh my God, how can such a person lose! ”

Durand actually wanted to ask this question as well.

So majestic, so noble, so powerful, why would he lose? Why lose?!

Durand took the sword soul and returned to the top of the dimensional crystal wall, and now the Sendro crystal wall has ten origin rules, no longer seven colors, but nine colors, and has a strong aura of power. There are also countless starlights that are absorbed by the crystal wall, and then merge into the moat galaxy around the Seven Colors City.

Not far from the plane, a new plane has begun to take shape and is growing rapidly.

Since the Void Basis Point rule has also been completed by Thoreau, a new twin Sendro is being born.

The breath of time, space, battle, and fate is entwined outside the plane, like a brilliant golden ribbon of light.

It is foreseeable that in the future of Sendlo, the strength of the battle mages, the body element, the soul element, the energy reserve, and the energy level limit will all be improved, because the strength rules are completed.

The lifespan of battlemages will be greatly extended, as the life rules have been completed.

Battlemage's soul means will be a big step closer, as the death rule has been completed.

Sendlaw will soon have a fourth Supreme Flame, as the rules of fate have been completed.

With the power of one person, the level of the entire plane can be raised by a big step, which is a splendor and magnificence that is difficult to depict with pen and ink. Thoreau the Prophet used his life to bring Sendlaw prosperity and strength in the future, just as the original Learmons did.

The sacred mountain of Arret, where the Wing War Fortress sits, repaired itself in a violent shake.

The half of the sacred mountain that was cut down and taken away by the second generation of Learmons was actually slowly restored at this moment, and it was restored into a complete and majestic giant mountain.

The battle mages inside the fortress were shocked and amazed. Also cheering.

Durand stood at the top of the plane and saw this qiē in his eyes.

There are many things that Thoreau doesn't need to say.

The moment he saw the body of the original Learmons beneath the land of Sendlow, countless riddles that had plagued Durand were solved on their own. Durand remembered the hard dead wood he had seen under the Seven Colors City, which was actually a little finger of the original Learmons. And the Wing Battle Fortress is the heart essence of the original Learmons.

The second generation of Learmons took half of the heart of the previous generation himself, and was able to get rid of the identity of the No. 2 Chosen Guard, completely awaken, and return to the top.

Now with the injection of Thoreau. The land of Sunderlow seems to be rejuvenated, not only the Holy Mountain is being reshaped, but even the land that has been devastated by the war is repairing itself.

In the blink of an eye, it was full of life.

"What the hell is going on?"

"The war must have been won, and the ancestors of the battle have appeared!"

"Yes, it must be, we won, we won!"

……

"Fibo. What's wrong? This seems to be a sign of the fall of the strongest. ”

"Lord Thoreau...... Probably fell. ”

"How...... Will ......"

……

People who don't know why praised it.

The gods, who understood why, mourned in silence.

And Durand stood quietly at the top of the crystal wall of the plane, standing in the center of the world, alone.

Now it's really ...... I'm the only one left.

Manus was destined not to wake up in the short term and withdrew from this dwarven war ahead of schedule. And Thoreau. Even if he awakens and is reborn in the future, the next generation of twins will be the third generation of Thoreau, and he will no longer be the Thoreau that Durand knows. It's as if Durand and Frozen Trial Barbasin both have the name of "Inquisitor", but they are not the same person.

The more brilliant the surrounding scene is. The more lonely Durand became.

The knife soul patted Durand on the shoulder, but he didn't know what to say.

Durand suddenly walked and found a random direction. Go ahead.

The knife soul was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to follow, but suddenly his whole body was shocked, and he looked at Duland's back blankly, unable to speak.

I saw a gorgeous road, born at the moment when Durand landed, and dissipated at the moment when he raised his feet.

There is no front road, no back road, only zài at the feet of Duland.

Countless energy frenzyes, under Duland's control, converged in front of him, condensing into the image of a giant dwarf Rochester and a golden light man twin heavens. This is certainly not a real enemy, but a fiction of Duland. And Durand walked towards the enemy's figure step by step, vaguely overlapping with the back of Learmons walking step by step towards the tree world.

The sword soul looked at Durand, who was walking towards the enemy in silence and loneliness, looked at the desolate and resolute back, and suddenly shouted: "Hey, Duland, you ...... And me! ”

Duland's back shook, and after a moment of silence, he made a backhand move.

Only then did the sword soul grin, turn into a brilliant purple streamer, fly into Duland's palm, and turn into a judgment sword, a real judgment knife!

When Durand once again grasped the judgment knife after three months-

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, all the energy tides and space-time turbulence shook at the same time! Then it silently annihilated, forming a super-huge vacuum environment centered on Sendelow.

And Durand stared at the energy sculptures of Rochester and Twin Heavens standing in front of him, and with a flick of his wrist, the blade went from bottom to top-

The huge purple sword light lit up, piercing the entire range of the Endless Void!!

On this day, countless beings in hundreds of millions of planes looked up at the sky, staring blankly at the purple knife-shaped light that seemed to cross the sky, and they were completely speechless.

On this day, countless battle mages who were still immersed in the magnificent spectacle of plane sublimation heard Duland's calm voice, but it seemed to be suppressing something:

"Milo, the goddess of radiance, is dead."

"Teal is angry with Lord Manus, and he is incapacitated."

"Master Thoreau, the Prophet, is dead."

Just three sentences made countless people who were still immersed in celebration freeze and stunned, and then there was a big uproar!

Duland's voice continued, as calm as if he were telling something that had nothing to do with him: "The decisive battle will start in three months." I, Sendlow. Learmons, hereby declares: This dwarven war will no longer be a war of resistance for survival, protection, and justice, but a ...... Revenge War! Swear to kill Rochester and the Two Heavens, no matter the cost, no matter the consequences! ”

At the top of the plane, Durand slowly withdrew the Judgment Knife.

He looked at the energy statues of Rochester and Shuangtian, which had been cut in two by the sword light, and finally said in a flat tone: "All staff, prepare for battle." (To be continued......)