Chapter 133: The Fall of the God of War

After the three of them walked into another hut and sat down, the crazy old man Rheat suddenly coughed violently, and his expression became even more depressed under the violent heaving of his chest.

"Master, who hurt you like this?" After patting the crazy old man's back and helping him smooth out his churning breath, Hua Long immediately asked in a cold voice with concern.

At this time, he secretly swore in his heart that if he was allowed to find this person, he would definitely cramp out his bones and break his body into thousands of pieces to relieve the anger in his heart.

It's just that the crazy old man was completely silent about this question, just shook his head helplessly, and said in a slightly heavy tone: "Knowing too much about some things is not good for you, as long as you strengthen your determination and keep going down that road, then one day you will see them!"

"But, master......" Hua Long wanted to refute something, but was ruthlessly interrupted by the crazy old man.

"If you don't come today, old man, I may be able to support this last bit of spiritual power for a day or two, but now that my spiritual power has been discharged, my limit is approaching. After that, the crazy old man touched Hua Long's cheek and said with a kind face: "Long'er, the old man I have taught you all the knowledge, and you have learned very well, I am very satisfied with the old man." โ€

"The road ahead will depend on you, old man, I can't help you anymore, but no matter what happens, you must stick to your beliefs, do you hear?"

"Yes, master, Long'er has written it down!" Hua Long said, tears streaming down his eyes involuntarily, this was the second time in his life that he cried, the first time he was saddened by his mother's death.

"Life and death are destined, no one can help it, okay, silly boy, don't cry, you have grown up, you won't be handsome if you cry again!" After speaking, the crazy old man coughed violently again, and his face became more and more pale.

"You...... What's your name?" After comforting Hua Long, the mad old man's gaze suddenly fell on Tarex on the side, and from his body, the mad old man felt an extremely familiar smell, which was the breath of death, and only those who crawled out of the sea of corpses and blood in the war have this kind of breath.

"Tarrix!" Looking at the dying generation of war gods in front of him, the "war demon" that once made the world fearful, Tarrix's heart was also filled with infinite melancholy, and the originally cold breath seemed to be even colder at this time.

The crazy old man nodded suddenly, "It can be seen that you are also a person with a story, but Hualong can bring you here, which means that you are a trustworthy person, and he will rely on you to help him in the future!"

"I will!" Tarex bowed respectfully and nodded, looking extremely solemn.

"On the occasion of parting, I will also send you a word, a gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late, you must not be confused because of temporary gains and losses, you are a smart person, you should understand what I mean!"

"Yes, the villain has written it down, the seniors can rest assured, until the adult succeeds, the villain will never take revenge lightly!" Tarex solemnly promised again.

"Good!good!good!" After three good words in a row, the crazy old man coughed violently again, and this time the cough brought out a lot of blood.

"My time is running out!" Long'er ......" The crazy old man's eyes were a little confused at this time, and he said, "I want to go somewhere!"

"Okay, where do you want to go, I'll take you there!" Hua Long's tears never stopped.

"Six hundred and twenty Asker Street. โ€

"Got it! I'll take you there!" wiped the tears on his face, Hua Long tried extremely hard to control his emotions, at this time he had only one thought in his heart, that is, to do his best to satisfy the last wish of the crazy old man, even if he died, he did not hesitate!

And the crazy old man said that the Asker Street Hualong knows, it is a long-abandoned residential area in the aristocratic district of the inner city of the imperial capital, but more than ten years ago it was quite prosperous, but since the development and expansion of the new city, it has gradually become deserted until it is deserted.

Half an hour later, in the deepest part of Asker Street, Hua Long, who was carrying a mad old man on his back, stopped in front of the door of an extremely dilapidated mansion, and the bronze door plate that had been covered with dark green rust was vaguely printed: 620 Asker Street, Hyard.

Is this the home of the mad old man?

Looking through the rusty iron fence, there was a dilapidated three-story building in the overgrown courtyard, perhaps abandoned for too long, and the big empty house looked extremely eerie, and such a place that even the down-and-out aristocratic homeless would not want to live in.

And Hua Long was not afraid, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the iron door, and then walked in!

The courtyard looks much more spacious, with sculptures and flower beds scattered in the grass, and it seems that the owner of the house has been in a good mood for a while.

Entering the cobweb-strewn and dust-covered house, the mad old man coughed even more, and then pointed to the walkway not far away that was littered with shards of glass.

"There's a candlestick on the wall at the end of the walkway!"

"Got it, master!"

A few minutes later, Hua Long found the copper candlestick embedded in the wall that the crazy old man said, perhaps he had understood what the crazy old man meant, Hua Long moved it vigorously, and sure enough, in the next moment, a secret door appeared on the white wall opposite the candlestick.

The moment the door opened, a rotting stench suddenly rushed out of it, and soon, because of the air pressure, the outside air began to pour into the passage, and the rows of phosphorus candles in the secret door were immediately lit.

The stench was clearly the smell of corpses.

But Hua Long didn't say anything, and carried the crazy old man on his back and walked into the staircase that stretched towards the ground.

The door closed again!

The passage was clearly man-made, and though it was only one and a half wide, it was two people high, and it was very long, but it was very bright in the light of the candles.

After walking down the stairs for about a few minutes, the rancid smell that Hua Long had smelled before became stronger and stronger, but almost at the same time, Hua Long felt the crazy old man's heartbeat accelerate, and he was very excited.

Finally, Hua Long, who walked out of the narrow staircase and entered the hall, suddenly had a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

The hall in front of me has a somewhat cathedral feel, except that the domed church is built underground, and the hall is flooded with light and the smooth marble floor is spotless.

Two huge sarcophagi made of white marble were quietly placed in the center of the hall.

The crazy old man who struggled to climb down Hua Long's back pushed away Hua Long who wanted to support him at this time, and then staggered towards the sarcophagus, from the look of the crazy old man, it was not difficult to see that there must be someone important to him in this sarcophagus.

And Hua Long guessed right, in these two sarcophagi, one is the parents of the crazy old man, and the other is his wife.

The crazy old man staggered over, and then lay quietly on the sarcophagus, tears suddenly flowed out!

This scene made Hualong even more sad!

After a long time, the crazy old man sat down next to the coffin and beckoned to Hua Long, "Long'er, come here." โ€

"Master!" Hua Long walked over obediently, and then knelt directly in front of the crazy old man.

Touching Hua Long's cheek again, the crazy old man said softly: "Long'er, old man, I'm tired, I really want to sleep, and I'm very satisfied with my family in the end." โ€

"Don't!" Hua Long grabbed the crazy old man's hand violently and shouted very hard!

"Silly boy, the mentor is already very lucky, with you to send him to the end, with his family to accompany him, if he was seen by those former comrades-in-arms, they would definitely envy me, hehe!" Seeing that Hua Long was still crying, the crazy old man suddenly slapped Hua Long on the back of the head, but this time, his hand no longer had any strength.

"Don't die, master, please, don't die!" Hua Long suddenly cried.

"Alright!" Pushing Hua Long away, the crazy old man stood up against the sarcophagus, and then took out a sword from the sarcophagus, "Kill me with it!"

"What?!"

"Hua Long, old man, I don't want to die in such a painful way, help the old man and me, let the old man leave with honor, and fulfill his last wish!" Speaking of this, with a smile, he handed the sword to Hua Long's hand, "The era of Reyat must be ended by you! Hua Long, strengthen your heart and go all the way towards your goal!"

"But the master ......" Hua Long's mood was extremely complicated, and the hand holding the sword was trembling constantly.

"Hua Long!" The bold crazy old man suddenly roared, and the momentum made Hua Long lose himself for a while: "Shout my name! I want the world to remember me forever, I am the demon of war - Rhyat Hayard!" This name has been hidden in his heart for nearly twenty years, and now, it has finally exploded!

The shouts stirred up a powerful whirlwind in the empty hall!

"War Demon - Rhyat Hayard!"

Crystal tears drew an arc of sadness in the air, and then, Hua Long stabbed the sword into the heart of the crazy old man, and the blood did not spurt out as usual, it just flowed slowly along the blade of the sword.

"Master!" When Hua Long reacted, the crazy old man was already lying in his arms.

"Well done, well done!"

"I'm sorry master, I'm sorry!"

The mad old man began to twitch, but he struggled with his hand in his arms to find something, and soon he found the thingโ€”the cigarette.

"My ...... My time has finally come to an end, and I ...... I can go home...... It's home!" The old man lying in Hua Long's arms was already angry at this time.

The hand that once controlled countless wars slowly slipped down at this moment holding an ordinary cigarette!

"Father, mother, lover, child!

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