Chapter 124: The Son Descends (25)

The yīn clouds, which almost submerged the ruins of the HRE city, were not composed of water vapor like normal clouds, and the black sè that stretched out from the ground and the sky was "filled with a negative emotional aura that made people feel yīn cold, which was the energy of the stream of life polluted by resentful thoughts of humans infected with astral syndrome and dying."

Sephiroth's repeated movements of heaven and earth separated the entire ruins of HRE City from the planet, and outside the isolation zone formed by the polluted fountain of life, the white brilliance like the destruction meteorite that destroyed it two years ago was flowing out of the surging waters between heaven and earth, strangling those polluted streams of life.

Of course, the final statement of the spokesperson of the will of the planet is not those polluted streams of life, but the culprit of all this, the representative of all the will of the contemporary Jenova, Sephiroth who has the will and strength to destroy the world. However, it is obvious that even if Alice mobilizes the power of the stream of life, those polluted streams of life still do not fall behind, and the fate of this world is once again pinned on Claude and others who once saved the world world.

At the same time that Sephiroth activated the resonance between the cells of Jenova and awakened all the energy of the stream of life that he had polluted in the past two years to construct this battlefield that was not disturbed by the stream of life and could communicate with Claude without hindrance, Mu Yuchen's split consciousness in the spiritual sea of Huo Méng Cruise's clone was peeking at Sephiroth from this unique angle.

Didn't Sephiroth discover Mu Yuchen's split will? Of course this is impossible! After fusing the primordial cells of Jenova's head, the Angel of Destruction who had risen from the stream of life on the planet possessed the vast, ruthless and endless power that had long surpassed the limits of Mu Yuchen's limited imagination.

Almost at the moment when Sephiroth began to descend, the revival of Jenova's leadership will, through the mastery of this body, the aura full of endless darkness and destruction, almost directly crushed Mu Yuchen's split consciousness, allowing Sephiroth's will to completely control everything, the terrifying spiritual power for that little bit of consciousness, but suddenly calmed down and completely stopped.

Mu Yuchen's consciousness is the main body in the body, which is just close to his tense nervous relaxation.

Although Mu Yuchen's understanding of Jenova has not only increased through the fusion of Genova cells many times, but he also knows that Genova, as a parasitic life form, will instinctively adopt a relatively gentle approach to control the weak-willed host, but he is not at all sure how Sephiroth, the actual Jenova, will deal with being surrounded by the Ice Heart Alien Force and suppressing the spirit movement almost disappearing, and he has no certainty at all about his split consciousness body.

Even though Mu Yuchen has collected a lot of analysis and deduction of the mental path experienced on the Internet, for the transformation of Sephiroth's mentality and xìng personality, but for this man with the ability to destroy the world, these things that seem to be enough to control all variables are far more fragile than Lu Li.

Mu Yuchen didn't like the feeling of having the initiative in his hands, but he couldn't resist the incomparably powerful soul that peeked into the power of the gold level. Through the invisible connection between the consciousness body and the split body, Mu Yuchen sensed from the fragment without arrogance or impatience, the information that Sephiroth possessed the power to operate, control and release, the unimaginably complex and exquisite power and technique, was pushing a door open in front of Mu Yuchen's eyes, the kind of road leading to a great world.

The silky black mist seeping out from the sky and the earth blocked all the sunlight that had originally shrouded the world, and the silver-haired man with an authentic smile on his face was proudly raising his incomparable face, and a smile full of instinctive mockery that had been accumulated over time was directed towards the blonde man who was falling from mid-air.

"Claude! Your star is still there! This is really the best news I've ever heard! ”

The silver-haired Angel of Destruction looked at Claude who fell from the sky and stood firmly, his mouth was plain but full of arrogance. The invisible spirit roared between the two, and inexplicably Sephiroth closed his face with pleasure.

The spiritual resonance response of the presence between the cells of Jenova tormented Claude as it had been a thousand times before, no! When the initiator of the resonance changed to Sephiroth, the intensity of the resonance was extremely enhanced, as if the pain of tearing every inch of skin and flesh was torn apart, even deeper and more intense than before.

"What a delightful goodbye! Your despair, remorse, guilt ....... As if tasting the most beautiful thing in this world, Sephiroth's face, which seemed to be forever full of bitter indifference, actually appeared a strange flush after being satisfied, as if he had obtained supreme pleasure from that resonance. ,

The agony Claude couldn't answer Sephiroth at all, and the silver-haired Angel of Destruction didn't need his answer. The cutting feeling of the blade surging between each nerve ending, Claude's expression almost distorted, but in the face of Sephiroth, his fateful opponent, he still held his head high under the support of the six-style, and cast his determined and stubborn eyes on the voice in the heights.

"Your expression! I love it! As if sensing the indomitable brilliance in Claude's eyes, the silver-haired angel who was stretching his body and closing his eyes to enjoy it, lowered his head and refocused on this opponent who could be called a replica of himself, and said in a mouth full of memories and aftertaste! I saw you as you were! ”

"Wow......!" Sephiroth's understated reminiscences almost instantly burst Claude's sensitive heart. This man, who can be said to be one of the strongest on the planet, burst out tǐng his body in pain, and let out a long, mournful howl like a wounded lone wolf.

Claude's eyes replay the image of the past, the memory that he has never been able to let go of and accept, the tragedy that happened in front of his eyes two years ago, the scene where Sephiroth took away his lover. Claude's body and mind, which was almost ignited by complex emotions, and even the resonance of the Ganova cells that was fading were completely suppressed by the spiritual power that he burst out at this moment.

Sephiroth still stands proudly there, standing at the apex of the city that once ruled the entire planet of humanity as the base camp of the HRE. The silver haughty Angel of Destruction disdains this moment1

An opponent who has not yet recovered from the pain of the roar, even if this body and mind are not from this world, but Sephiroth will always be so arrogant.

The azure light burned from Claude like a torch in the space shrouded in yīn shadows, "A brilliant light was flickering from his wrist, and the unique sight of the actual summoning technique was out of order again. The ethereal human form floated faintly around Claude, and the knight phantoms of the thirteen knights in a neat queue were imposing, and they were none other than the strongest summoned beast sub-round table knight warband.

"What the hell is your yīn scheme!" The thirteen knights riding a strong war horse were standing quietly behind Claude, using their will to suppress Jenova in the body, and Claude, who seemed to have regained some confidence, danced his heavy sword, and asked Sephiroth who was standing on a high place in a cold tone.

"The spirit of the dead who died from the star mark will flow through the planet with the stream of life, and gradually corrode it into what I have!" Sephiroth's expression was not pretentious, and as he spoke, he cast his eyes full of longing into the sky. "My purpose! Claude!

That's the planet is the most ship! Across the dark universe! Just like my mom back then! One day, we will find a planet with life again and build our future there......,...。 ”

"So, what will happen to this planet!" Claude interrupted Sephiroth's manifesto, which seemed to have been prepared in advance, "to the point and to the point of putting forward his most important concerns." Although there had been speculation about the silver-haired angel's answer, the procrastinating fellow seemed to prefer to hear the answer come out of Sephiroth's mouth.

"Then it's up to you! Claude! The silver-haired angel with a frosty smile on his face called out his opponent's name and strode through, and the two of them walked at a distance of about fifty meters.

The slender and slender authenticity in Sephiroth's hand "sparkled in the air, and then bloomed with a chilling brilliance." "Eight knives in a flash!"

The relationship between Claude and Sephiroth is like that of two twin brothers who go to extremes.

Claude has been somewhat cowardly since he was a child, and even joined the army just to get Tifa's attention, hoping to repay the rose one day, but he ended up in a quagmire of emotions"

Wandering in that painful guilt, avoiding the care of the person I once loved the most, I am deeply afraid that the same innocent feelings will happen again.

Sephiroth received an elite education from an early age, and his initial xìng character can only be described as a perfect hero, with an incomparable strength and exquisite countenance "as if he were born to be a favorite of this world." But! In the end, the mighty Sephiroth fell to birth, tearing apart the false while ushering in another misunderstanding, and went further and further down this path of no return, fully showing the decisiveness in his xìng case. ,

In terms of strength, Claude is more inclined to the sacrificial Zack, worshipping powerful strength and commissioning weapons, and his performance in battle is very explosive, and his moves are very gorgeous in terms of power and brilliance, as if it is like a volcano spewing lava, showing brilliance and full of terrifying lethality of eruptions.

And Sephiroth has reached the top of his strength, and the martial arts in his hands have also been honed to the extreme realm of sword moves in countless crusades and wars. The brilliance of the moves is extremely flexible and light, and the sword skills are like the streamer under the dark moon, which seems to be light and has an endless unique charm, and the elegant sway can easily defeat the enemy to death.

The eight swords flashed in one flash can be described as the ultimate state of Saphiroth knife technique in the conventional sense, and the natural roar of the knife light like a streamer is infused with a terrifying power that can tear everything apart. Almost instantly, Claude and the Knights of the Round Table were all surrounded by the terrifying aura formed by the sword technique.

The will to destroy contained in the snow-bright sword light made Claude and the summoned beast who faced this move feel a burst of sharp cutting like a sword blade condensation, as if it were a substance, but intangible. Even with the same level of strength as Sephiroth, Claude still couldn't judge the trajectory of this move, and he didn't quickly disassemble the combined heavy sword in his hand, and saw that the contract summoning beast responded to it.

The first knife went from top to bottom, from left to right, without any whistle movement at all, and both Claude and the Knights of the Round Table were caught in the light of the sword. The unpretentious sword technique was like a thunderbolt from the sky, blocking the vague alliance between Claude and the Knights of the Round Table, and in doing so, he burst into the enemy with his sword at the same time.

The second sword, from right to left, twisted the wrist, arm and waist with force, and the blade was urged by the magic energy infused into it, spitting out the essence of the blade.

The attack range of the original slender sword was expanded by a full twenty percent out of thin air, and swept towards the Knights of the Round Table like a match.

Almost to the extreme, the concept of group fighting is the strongest is brought into play, in the name of the knight in the legend of Britain, the thirteen people of the Knights of the Round Table are as one person, and the thirteen heavy knight swords of unknown materials immediately cooperate with each other to meet the meteor-like "cold sword light of the connotation of death breath that comes quickly."

The sword was almost indestructible in the hands of Sephiroth, and in an instant, it cut off the six knight swords that came backwards, but the silver-haired Angel of Destruction did not wait for the sword light to run out, and instantly changed its move again and spilled out the fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh swords, and there was no trace of connection between the continuous sword lights, as if there was only one move from beginning to end.

However, the seemingly simple knife style contains endless changes, constantly intertwined and superimposed like a net of heaven and earth, so that the knight of the round table in the middle of it cannot break free, but becomes tighter and tighter in the continuous struggle. The aura condensed on the blade of the sword continued to increase in the dance, and the streamer-like sword shadow not only tore the knight of the round table, but also made the strongest summoned beast disappear by half in the four blades.

The eighth knife is also the strongest blow among the eight knives and three flashes.

Sephiroth's steps changed again, "Easily shook off the crippled Knight of the Round Table and met Claude, who was swinging the six. The blue and purple black sè ze exploded like a star-like smoke in the roaring sword blade attack.

Then the indescribable sè color to the sword and the heavy sword, the moment the blade touched, quietly took shape, and the violent sword seven blades exploded in all directions, blooming like a beautiful brilliance, igniting all the points in the surrounding space. The sound of explosions continued to sound not only densely, but this time it was as if the dust and air had been detonated.

The smoke and dust raised in the explosion cut off the line of sight, and the indiscriminate strangulation of chaotic energy in the space "cut off all the rest of the peeping methods." Mu Yuchen was the only one who was fortunate enough to witness the mystery, and then a failed figure flew out of the fog. The figure adjusted its posture in the air and landed on both feet, "The wide heavy sword in his hand was inserted into the ground, and it ploughed out a ravine more than ten meters long before stopping.

Although Claude, who wielded the heavy sword, was adept at bursting with xìng power, Sephiroth's last blow, which had been continuously accumulating with the first seven swords and almost condensed all the essence of the eight swords and one flash, still completely overwhelmed him completely. Claude's face was full of resolute seriousness, and the crisp sound of the blade vibrating in the smoke was still chirping as clearly and pleasantly as before. ,

The faint sound of sword clashing lasted only for a moment, and then disappeared without a trace as if hallucinating. Claude stared nervously at the smoke in front of him with six styles in his hand, and through the invisible connection between the summoned beast and the summoner, he clearly felt that in just a few seconds, the remaining knights of the round table had all been killed.

Claude's combat power is rapidly recovering in the battle with Sephiroth. Claude clenched the six-style in both hands, completely integrating the will into the weapon, and at this moment his perception reached almost the peak. Suddenly, Claude felt a cold breath, and then the smoke and dust in front of him stirred.

The nearly 100-meter-long sword light pierced through the slightly calmed smoke, and rushed straight at the boat Claude at a lightning speed. However, Claude did not dodge it at the first time, but disassembled the combined heavy sword in his hand again. Just as Claude changed to dual-wielding weapons, a succession of nine shining sword lights rushed out of the smoke in a swarm.

Just as Sephiroth knew Claude, Claude, who was destined to become an opponent, also had an almost unforgettable memory of his ability. The dual-wielding Claude danced the double swords in his hand, and his body bent forward to constantly deflect the sword light, and after retreating dozens of meters in a row under the impact force, he could completely disintegrate this half move at great speed.

Just as Claude completely deflected the sword light, Sephiroth ghostly burst out of the smoke, and then Masamune flashed a dazzling light in his hand, tearing through the space and rolling towards Claude. Claude, who had just forcibly cracked the Shinra, couldn't dodge, so he could only keep weaving the double swords in his hand into a net, so as to reduce the damage of this flash as much as possible.

The flickering sword light in Sephiroth's hand continued to rise, and the trajectory of the indescribable terrifying sword blade traced a series of black sè trajectories in the void, and finally seemed to tear the space apart. The furious sword light caused Claude to push again and again, and finally was knocked away at the apex of the sword light without incident.

"I was thinking about it just now! A rare reunion day! I should give you some gifts! ”

The silver-haired angel's eyes flashed with faint green brilliance, and suddenly cast his gaze to the sky, and then Sephiroth looked at Claude again, and said with a bright but cold smile: "It's not as good! How about sending a piece of art called Despair! ”@。