Last and last, the Necromantic King...... Eventually.

When Xiao Lan condensed the strongest and most dazzling life force, turned into a mass of extremely burning comets that pierced the sky, burned all the brilliance accumulated for hundreds of millions of years and crashed forward, as if it was about to tear the entire sea of death that devoured everything through and shatter, after the countless dead spirits that were frantically gathered like a tsunami and fiercely pressed down, the figure of "god" appeared.

Clouds thicker than the legendary end of the world instantly obscured the sky, and the already lifeless sky finally turned into an endless and complete gray, as if the whole world had completely lost its vitality on this day.

And looking at the person who slowly stood up from the center of the sea of death, his face was boundless as death-like indifference, and his body continued to ooze a vast gray breath, drowning everything around him in his own shadow, and his empty and empty eyes seemed to be staring at the reality under the surface of this world, like a real god with the huge body of the god and releasing the power of the god, all the people felt that their breathing stopped at this moment.

Trembling, fear, awe.

This is the feeling shared by less than 10,000 people in the coalition army, just like the ashes of the sky that has been robbed of all life, and the boundless breath of death completely envelops everyone's feelings. What emerges from the deepest part of the soul is not the fear of hostility and rebellion when facing an enemy or a monster, it is an outright irresistible fear, a rule that cannot be changed by living beings. The fear of "God" beyond the concept of man, the fear of "death" itself.

The breath of life that enveloped them did not block the thought of death, and those who had been injured before fell silently in this breath. Everyone else and non-people are dumbfounded.

Whether it was the Knights of the Round Table or the Templars, their faces were as pale as paper, and their composure was completely gone.

God......

Before the war, they had thought about the worst-case scenario, although they didn't say the words "as long as it's a living thing, even if it's a god, I'll kill you", but they definitely never imagined that they would be so powerless in the face of a god.

If the boundless breath of death is turned into an angry roaring sea. At this time, they are like a small boat floating in the churning and angry sea, being swept into the depths of the seabed in an instant by countless huge waves that turn the sky, and bearing the pervasive terrifying power squeezed from all directions. In this boundless sea of death, they could hardly walk an inch, and even breathe.

In this state, let alone fight against it. I can't even escape!

Xiao Lan never thought of escaping. But...... He's not in good shape.

Breaking through the sonic barrier and charging with the coalition forces in unison was not stopped, but what appeared on his face was a pain that could not be suppressed at all, and even a cold sweat on his face that had already hurt, his right hand in the form of a giant of light was becoming completely different from the rest of the world, and the breath of death that filled the entire world was spreading in it, killing all the vitality it came into contact with, and this prosthetic limb, which had not had a problem for a long time, was now like a vegetable leaf thrown into the furnace, aging and withering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and would soon wither and fall!

And if this hand is lost, then the holy sword, which must be clenched with ten fingers to be liberated, will become an ornament. So at the moment when everything around him was overwhelmed by the breath of boundless death, the demon gritted his teeth and pulled out his sword of victory through vows.

Instantaneous. A dazzling light lit up.

It was not a hellish black, cold light that even the flames froze like the sword, but a light of life that seemed to burst the void around it.

In a world of dead black and dead ashes, this piece of light is dazzling and vibrant. The light that shrouded the entire coalition army when charging just now all converged together, becoming brighter, purer, stronger and more powerful, and the blazing white light mixed with the vigorous green aura dispelled all the gray aura around it in an instant, just like the first dawn of the sky ushered in in the long dark night, and the gray-black haze that was filled in the hearts of all the coalition forces when they saw this light was also loosened, and even the anxiety and uneasiness entrenched in their hearts were swept away by this light.

And holding this glorious holy sword in his hand, Xiao Lan knew something in the dark.

He knew what enemy he was up against, but just as he was really facing this thing and feeling the presence of this aura, a voice seemed to tell him that this was an enemy that had to be defeated. Perhaps it was because he carried the life force that the world had given him as opposed to death, and he felt a strong disgust completely instinctively, and the sudden hostility and fighting spirit were so strong, strong from the depths of his soul.

-- This is not exclusive to his purpose.

So he obediently burned this fighting spirit to the extreme, and he further grew from fifteen meters to the same forty meters tall as the king of the necromancy, and every cell in his body worked with all his strength to compress and condense the power from the origin of the world, and concentrated it in his hand The holy sword of light that had been washed back into a divine posture under the light of life, but did not harm himself in the slightest, slashed down with all his strength at the strongest point of the critical realm against the all-devouring emptiness in front of him.

"Excalibur (Sword of Victory) -- !!"

The light is rushing.

The light is roaring.

The full life force was accelerated to the limit, turning into a star-like intense flash.

The rushing stream that erupted swept up countless whirlpools, and the blade of light cut off everything it touched without exception, and all the necromancers in front of him, whether they were dragons, giant beasts, or giants, instantly turned into shattered dust, and then slammed into the jet-black magic sword that was also swung by the king of the necromancy who stood there without dodging!

Dazzling, incomparably full, overflowing with life as full as the sun.

Carry everything, engulf everything, return everything to peace, the most nihilistic death.

Nothingness is mad to devour this dazzling life, and life is desperately trying to fill this nothingness and crush it.

The two strongest forces, one virtual and one real, collided fiercely, and the whole world seemed to shake at this moment, even time and space seemed to be completely crushed at this moment, but there was no sound, the sound had been crushed together before it was heard, and everything around it, including the ground, disappeared at the same time.

The giant dragon beast from the god generation has the strongest body in the world, but at this moment, it collapsed directly like a pile of ashes silently, and the countless ghosts flying in the sky like a blizzard directly disappeared in an instant, and the rest of the countless dead spirits were also shattered into powder under the squeeze of this power at the same time, and several of them were shining in the hands of the corpse witch and the magic light that was about to emit also dissipated.

No shockwave was released in this collision, not matter or magic, nor air, but everything centered on the collision of the two forces was completely shattered.

Life and death, reality and nothingness, these two extremely opposite forces are fighting and crushing each other, and the destructive power produced has gone beyond the power itself, crushing all the tangible and intangible things around it into the tiniest elementary particles!

- However, this is not the end.

After the strongest blow of the light of the stars and the King of Necromancy were evenly matched, perhaps slightly better, the Giant of Light, who had grown to forty meters, clearly felt the situation of the entire battlefield, and then without hesitation, it really turned into a greenish-white light glowing with the breath of life, and shot directly at the King of Necromancy who seemed to have suffered a little bit of loss on the opposite side, and the real life and the death of nothingness collided again, but this time it did not bloom with the impact of destroying everything around him, The two of them are constantly consuming each other, as if they are merging in everything to achieve an incredible balance.

When the Knights of the Round Table and the Templars opened their eyes again that were squinted by the bright light, what they saw at a glance were the two forces that were entangled in mid-air and stalemate, as well as a huge circle crater with a radius of thousands of meters that appeared under the center of the collision before. Like marionettes whose strings have suddenly been cut, many of them have suddenly fallen on the spot, and even the sunlight that has not been seen for a long time has revealed a few traces through the cracks in the broken clouds.

This blow really blasted the entire sea of the dead apart, and even the dead qi in the tumbling cycle in it was stagnant for a moment, but ...... It was only a momentary break.

It was just the next moment, the boundless death and the clouds above closed again, the heavens and the earth were once again shrouded in the boundless breath of death, and the surrounding necromancers swarmed up like a tide again, and the heroic spirits who were not caught up in the strongest collision also galloped forward, wanting to pull the living on this battlefield into eternal quiet death.

But the knights didn't care, because they already knew: the battle that belonged to them had begun.

Gently reaching out to catch a golden sword that fell from the sky and returning to its normal size from the size of a skyscraper, watching the withered and charred arm held on the hilt turn into ashes and dissipate into the void, the knight king Arthur felt exactly the resonance between himself and this god-made weapon that had just bloomed with the light of the stars, and he took a deep breath and put the broken steel sword he was holding in his hand into the scabbard, and then raised the holy sword that seemed to give him infinite power just by holding it.

"It's time for the final stage, the Necronomicon King has definitely left the battlefield, and the next time is to test us!" The glorious sword shone brightly at this moment, and the Knight King sang aloud about the mission they were about to face and must complete, "Until life truly triumphs over death, we must ensure that the balance is not broken!" ”

"Listen to me, everyone...... Get ready for battle! (To be continued......)