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Chapter 785: The Promised War

"After so many years, the evolution of the infinite world in exchange for our blood and tears should also stop, right?"

This is the question of the Lord of the Arcane at the last moment. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was like an angry cry from a pool of despair that had been reduced by countless blood and souls, to the sky, to the eyes that looked down on oneself, and asked angrily.

Even if it was considered a foolish idea, he wanted to hear with his own ears how the final will would answer him, and how to face the blood and tears shed by his former companions for its evolution.

Under the watchful eye of the Lord of the Alpha, Gandhi was silent.

"Even if you stop, will you stop?"

And in the void, a man in black suddenly walked out of the whirlpool with his hands in his hand, and smiled at the old man with the divine power that would still annihilate the stars in the still world.

Looking at his appearance, the old man also smiled, and sighed without any sincerity: "Ha, maybe? ”

"Haha, I won't believe such perfunctory words."

Under the arch guard of the Brilliant Divine Power and the Rotating Throne, the man in black smiled, passed through the full array of kings, stood beside the Lord of the Arcane Law, tilted his head slightly and whispered to the old man beside him, "I'm sorry, I'm a little late." ”

"It's okay." The old man smiled, lifted his scarred palm, and patted him on the shoulder: "Welcome back." ”

As a result, the culprit who caused the infinite world to fall into frozen time showed a happy expression in the sight of all the kings, but said in a serious and serious tone: "Hello everyone, I am Bai Shuo when we meet for the first time. ”

After a slight pause, he spread his hand and showed the royal power in his hand that manifested as the rotation of two snakes.

In the endless cycle of two snakes killing each other, Bai Shuo smiled and whispered: "In this world, the tenth king, you can call me the name I inherited from someone a long, long time ago - the king of mercury!" ”

After countless times, thousands of years are enough to make anyone lose their real sense, and the royal power that is enough to collapse the world again, the 'eternal reincarnation', is manifested here!

In a solemn silence, Bai Shuo tilted his head a little embarrassedly and asked the boss next to him, "Why didn't they react at all?" ”

"You're thinking too much." The old man gave him a blank look: "Probably haven't reacted yet?" ”

"Forget it." Bai Shuo waved his hand: "Anyway, I'm not good at this kind of thing, speed up the progress and skip the boring plot." ”

Therefore, in the silence of everyone, Bai Shuo raised his head to look at the silent Gandhi in the distance, and asked with an expectant tone: "Since you have been watching it for so long, why don't you say something?" ”

The gaze did not fall on Gandhi's body, but through the shackles of his body, through Gandhi's presence, and on the souls that gathered in this world at this moment.

In silence, the two eyes met here, staring at each other so indifferently or happily.

And what everyone had been waiting for finally appeared.

In silence, Gandhi sighed quietly, closed his eyes, and then opened them again, his dark pupils turning blue enough to contain everything.

As Gandhi completely relinquished control of the will, the king's body turned into a vessel for the invisible will to descend.

In this frozen time, invisible forces converge from all directions, turning into a grand symphony of countless worlds one after another.

Even the frozen time can't stop the harmony that encompasses the infinite world.

The initial and the final converge here, and the will that emerges is expressed in a personified way.

This is the 'outflow of infinite worlds and the spirit of all dimensions,' which itself is the will of the worlds beyond human comprehension and touch.

As people say, it's called the Final Will!

But at this moment, the will, which could not be described in words, and which had not been described by any 'good' or 'evil', was impregnated in Gandhi's soul, but was revealed to be observable by all.

In that shell, there was a majestic aura and a majesty like iron. At this moment, the final will on the throne of the Most High finally emerged in Gandhi's soul.

The pupils that turned into deep and pale blue revealed eyes that were large enough to contain the infinite world.

Silent and silent, it looked down at the rebel in front of it, and its eyes seemed to contain no human emotions, but more like 'anger', 'happiness', 'sadness' and 'joy'.

With its appearance, the power of the Heavenly Dao caused by the overlapping of infinite worlds spread out, overwhelming everyone in this suffocating silence.

Even if you don't say anything, its power is terrifying!

In the thin sound of the rules collapsing, Bai Shuo silently took a step forward, blocking the terrifying momentum that swept behind him for the frail old man and the two seriously injured gods.

Silently, the power that was enough to make everything collapse turned into a breeze in front of Bai Shuo, flowing out from both sides.

"Just appeared, do you want to put AOE?" Bai Shuo narrowed his eyes, and the smile on his face was still happy: "It's not like this to brush the fashion value." ”

Just as he was about to say something, an old palm silently lifted from behind his back and rested on his shoulder.

In Bai Shuo's doubts, the Lord of the Arcane gently pushed Bai Shuo, who was blocking the divine power for himself, away, and slowly walked to the front.

Facing the erosion of the terrifying aura, the old man's weak figure was as stable as a rock.

"Don't want to say, or don't want to tell me?"

Under the crushing power of terror, the old man asked in a low voice expressionlessly, "Your ...... Answer?! ”

The pale blue pupils twisted, and his indifferent gaze fell on the old man's body, but he still did not spit out a word.

Is it disdainful, incomprehensible, or does it feel the need to explain at all?

Everyone doesn't know, but for the elderly, it's the best answer.

"That's right, I see."

The old man suddenly laughed: "It seems that I have said so much, but in fact, it doesn't mean anything at all." ”

"Words are useless to you and me, and some questions have no answers from the beginning."

Suddenly, low, solemn words spread from Gandhi's mouth, causing the entire infinite world to resonate with a low resonance.

The final will, for the first time, sounded to the biggest rebel in front of him, but it still had an extremely indifferent tone.

In those eyes above all things, only resoluteness and decisiveness remained: "If you, who have spent four thousand years preparing, get a satisfactory answer, can you really give up at this moment?" ”

"Impossible." The old man shook his head without thinking at all, not caring about the piercing murderous intent in front of him, and sighed in a low voice: "I have never been in the habit of pinning my hopes on others. ”

On the corners of Gandhi's mouth, there seemed to be a smile, like disdain, like mockery.

A deep and solemn voice spread: "After all, the perspective of people is so narrow, and these words and deeds are meaningless. ”

Holding his palms, the old man straightened his long messy hair, and asked without raising his head: "So what." ”

"Since all negotiations are pointless, let the rest unfold as you desire."

Looking down at the world, the final will said: "Since what you desire is the 'War of Change', then I will give you the right to fight!" ”

In silence, the slender palm slowly stretched out, pointing to the sky.

Under the control of the final will, the barrier of the Layered Yuan was instantaneous, and the tunnel leading to the battlefield of the root appeared from the gray vortex.

The invisible will rises to the sky, and the will on the supreme throne seems to be laughing and proclaiming: "The land of war has been forged, and this is the supreme stage of the infinite dimension!" ”

"I will wait here, rule the infinite world, and bring the army of all spirits to fight against you!"

In the midst of the terrifying power of changing the heavens and the earth, the will stored in the human body spread its hands and solemnly whispered: "If you can win it, then replace the person on this 'seat' to your heart'!" ”

In an instant, the infinite spirits gathered here rose into the sky and disappeared into the whirlpool.

In the same place, Gandhi slowly opened his eyes and looked indifferently at the smiling old man: "How to describe your 'foolishness'?" ”

"It doesn't matter." The old man looked up at the gray whirlpool sticking out, and suddenly laughed: "It seems that I have been called 'stupid' so many times lately. ”

"Do you understand what it looks like when the final will is truly angry?"

Gandhi recalled the terrifying power in his memory that had shattered the infinite world, and whispered coldly, "You've seen it like me, haven't you?"

Even so, do you have to gamble everything to do the impossible? ”

Retracting his gaze from the clouds, the old man thought silently, but the smile of relief on the corner of his mouth never disappeared.

It wasn't until a long time later that he whispered, "Gandhi, I'm so old that I can't even remember the score, but there's one more thing I can't forget." ”

"If I forget, I think I'm going to die like this guy who has been surviving for so many years."

He smiled and lowered his head, patted the long-standing scar on his heart, and recalled the ups and downs of his memory.

"But I can't die yet, I've told myself so many times."

He smiled fearlessly, even though his face was old, but his eyes were bright as if they were burning: "Until we fulfill the promise we made together, we will keep going." Even if there is a cliff or a cliff in front of you, you can't stop. ”

With one last look at him, Gandhi withdrew his gaze: "Then get ready, you will face the cornerstone of this infinite world." ”

In the middle of the barren world, the white-clothed king of the heavenly show turned around and disappeared on the battlefield with the silent kings.

And on this battlefield covered with blood and traces of war, the Lord of the Arcane turned his head and showed a crazy smile to his comrades who had been waiting behind him for a long time: "How do you feel?" ”

Bai Shuo, who had been silent from beginning to end, slowly clapped his hands and whispered full of admiration: "It's really good, the next big scene is the big scene?" ”

Beside him, the silver-haired young man wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and whispered with a choked voice: "Teacher......"

"Don't cry, I'm not dead." The old man laughed, pulled out the somewhat broken silk scarf from his cuffs, and put it in his hand: "Inticos, I'm very happy. ”

He stroked his apprentice's long hair and whispered, "You're strong enough." ”

"What I am most pleased with is not your talent and strength, but that you have learned to be strong and brave and become an adult."

As if looking at his own children, the old man stroked his long hair with his old palm: "Just like those people taught me back then, learn to be strong to face everything." ”

The old man, who had not bent down in the face of his final will, squatted down on one knee in front of his apprentice, put his palm into his trembling hand, and said with a smile: "If I hadn't suppressed your star for so many years, I'm afraid you would have become a transcendent long ago, right?" I'll leave this thing to me as compensation. ”

Holding the staff that had accompanied the teacher for countless years, Intikos finally cried.

"Farewell, my apprentice."

The Lord of the Arcane turned around no longer and laughed at the comrades standing behind him: "Let's go, old fellows!

Begin our final journey!

Let the world ...... Changed by our flames! ”

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