Night of Fifty-Three: The Last Disappear! Trip with Usurpation!
The only pure white figure in the darkness, as if it were pure light, but its eyes were so excited that they were about to shine, and their expressions were full of joy and smiles.
The endless killing did not make him tired of it, but began to be more excited, and wanted to completely destroy and shatter the original landlord! Let it replace!
Countless consciousnesses (resentments) are constantly changing, condensing...... Evolve and make him want to become a new life!
And not something called the Arya Prototype! This is it, the whole collection of Huangquan consciousness!
Originally, the entire number of enemies in Huangquan was scattered like the king's servants, and now there was only one left.
"It's ...... It's the taste of the end. It looked at the man whose power had almost disappeared, and smiled: "A long-lost breath! It's 'death'! ”
"From not existing, to re-existing! Until now, it is about to die! This is my fate! He shouted loudly, a glint glinting under what he could only call his eyes.
Looking at the guy who was walking towards him, the guy who seemed to have crawled out of hell, he had a smile on his face and muttered, "That's it, this is the end for me!" We're going to fight! And I am the one who is destined to be destroyed! ”
"So be it! Come on! Do it! Let me disappear! That's my fate......"
"Do you just approve of this fate?" Ling Yan walked down from the corpse and walked towards the enemy in the wind with the smell of rancidity: "I finally have a collective of consciousness, and I finally live like this...... You're ......"
"Just give up!?"
“…… So what? Will you let me go!? It smiled maniacally. Raised his arms and clenched his fists: "Do you think I don't want to live!" ”
"This place doesn't need two masters! There is no need for two masters either! It has a bitter connotation: "The weak will disappear...... What do you think...... I don't understand!? ”
The continuous gathering of the consciousness of countless dead people finally formed it: the only trace of pure white consciousness in the infinite darkness. The concept formed and conceived by the condensation of all the consciousness of the deceased from the beginning to the present, the subconscious collective that awakens from obscurity: the prototype of Alayya.
Although it was only a prototype and only a small part of Huangquan, perhaps one day, when Ling Yan completely abandoned his body, perhaps it could become one with Ling Yan and thus achieve a real hell. Achieving the concept of 'I am the world, and the world is me' exists, the true Alayya. A demigod powerhouse in the truest sense of the word.
That's why it appropriately made Ling Yan almost turn into an evil ghost a few times, just to speed up the speed of merging the two into one...... It constantly eroded him and terrified him......
But now, he found out. Meantime. Its end has come......
It's that simple, it's already ...... It's over!
"Should I sympathize? Or will you kill you to a little scum, all, no, left!? ”
The two beings were constantly advancing, running, and sprinting, colliding in a hoarse roar. at
After the endless killing, there is only the purest fight between the two existences, which is probably still human, destroying each other's everything with the most basic means.
It's over!
The shattering of bones, the gushing of blood, no longer cared, this battle, this absolutely future path, must finally come to an end after endless killing.
In the midst of the roar of fists. Ling Yan's palm was pierced, but the suddenly retracted bones and muscle keys locked on his arm.
In the midst of a heavy impact. A horrible depression appeared on its chest.
Fingers ran through the enemy's shoulder, Ling Yan tore its shoulder apart with a roar, and countless black shadows appeared from its body.
At this time, it was so weak that it needed to do it himself, and it had no more life for him to squander, and the number of lives stood at the same starting point as everyone else.
Once you die, you are completely dead!
He was not afraid of the outcome of death, because he was not afraid of the outcome that he had already guessed!
It roared and clawed at Ling Yan's heart, its bloody fingers piercing through the skin of his chest, tearing off the flesh of Ling Yan's heart.
The sound of things shattering came out again, and Ling Yan's turned left hand twisted his arm, and its arm twisted into a strange shape!
The pain seemed to turn into a stimulant with no side effects at this moment, even if his heart was about to be grabbed in his hands, Ling Yan did not pause for a moment, he roared and swung his fist.
The palm of the hand plunged directly into what it might call its neck, and after clutching the bones in it, it suddenly twisted!
Ling Yan didn't stop his movements, if he thought that this guy who was already the prototype of Alaya would die just like that, he would underestimate this guy.
With all his strength, he tore off its already shattered arms, and the palm of the hand that pinched the enemy's shattered cervical vertebrae never let go.
With that, he scurried forward with his legs, smashing through the layers of corpses with his body, and finally slammed his pure white consciousness into the rotten ground with a still smirk.
Using its limbs as nails to hold the wood to it, the stubble pierces its heart and anchors it to the top of the earth.
After doing all this, Ling Yan felt that he was about to step into death, and he gasped and raised his trembling palm and pressed it against its skull.
It's just one step away, and it's over...... He's already won, and that's the outcome that's been a foregone conclusion.
"What's wrong? Come and meet the unchangeable ending! It roared, tears pouring water from its eyes......
"Hurry up! Let me feel the feeling of making a decision that is long overdue! It looked at Ling Yan, even if it was nailed, it still couldn't change the ending, "Don't ...... Don't make me regret it at the end! ”
Ling Yan silently looked at the dying object, and finally spoke: "Then, goodbye, 'Void' or, the consciousness collection of the Gate of Yellow Springs. And ......"
"Alaya ......"
Summouring the last of his strength, a light representing hope and dawn appeared in his hands.
Silently, its body burned, and in the slowly spreading flames, it kept disappearing......
The golden flames lit up the ashes and ignited the spirits that had not completely dissipated, and finally the raging flames burned the whole world.
Ling Yan looked at this scene and smiled, as if he had fulfilled his wish......
It was so smiling that he took his arm ...... Through my heart!
It's like he said before, he wants to take this world for himself, and now is the time......! (To be continued......)
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