Collapse!

Ye Qingxuan stepped back and took a walk.

In the face of the natural restraint of the day of divine wrath, Wagner was not as limited as Ye Qingxuan imagined, and the power of running became more and more violent.

It is like the power of heaven and earth......

Feeling the power coming from the blade, Ye Qingxuan suddenly had a strong doubt in his heart.

Is this old man really sick and dying, as the legend says? This state is not so much a debilitation as it is more exaggerated than in his heyday?

It was a feeling of oppression that was completely different from that of other saints.

Not from strength, but from will.

The hostility gathers like iron, not giving him any chance to breathe.

Every collision of the blades made Ye Qingxuan feel the wavering of his will - the same arrogance, but it was different from the gloom that Handel brought him, but like a star running in orbit, something more determined was supporting him and intimidating Ye Qingxuan......

No matter how Ye Qingxuan looks at it, he has the chance to win.

"Do your best, don't give him anything to take advantage of!"

Inside, a voice told me, "If you slack off a little, you will be torn apart by his power and burned to ashes!"

Could it be that I miscalculated, the saints are all such fierce guys?

"Hey, old gentleman, don't be immobile with this fierceness. Holding the flame-type sword, Ye Qingxuan stared at Wagner and asked curiously, "Aren't you afraid of cerebral hemorrhage?"

"Don't worry, I'm still in good health. ”

Wagner laughed hoarsely, and the martial god iron flow rushed, pressing step by step: "This kind of battle is not a warm-up, 'young man'!"

Without hesitating about the blade of the sword of the New Testament, the flame-type heavy sword lifted up and slashed towards Ye Qingxuan's face. A few meters away, the feeling of oppression brewing in the blade almost made Ye Qingxuan's hair stand on end.

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart, was he suppressing him, or was he suppressing himself?

No, what's wrong......

Compared with strength, Ye Qingxuan has the sword of the New Testament in his hand, without the projection support of the land of nothingness, he is the embodiment of the net of ether, and his power has completely stepped into the realm of high-level natural disasters, and he also has the movement of natural enemies like "The Day of God's Wrath" in his hand, not to mention, there is an explosive power far beyond ordinary natural disasters.

And Wagner, in the face of a natural enemy like himself, did not choose a war of attrition, but forced a head-on showdown?

Why does he think he's won?

Every Martial God who dies in battle is equivalent to a wound to his scepter, which can only hasten his demise, in other words...... It's just a heroic suicide.

What exactly is he trying to do......

And also......

Ye Qingxuan looked at him, his eyes turned cold: "What do the Asgardians want to do?"

Wagner smiled.

"How do I know?"

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan suddenly realized that Wagner had never thought of separating the winner from himself!

He just wants to trip himself!

Even if it's only temporary......

"Your Majesty, please destroy the World Tree as soon as possible!

Accompanied by Ye Qingxuan's voice, the incarnation of the natural disaster moved forward in a roar, and then regardless of its own defense, the power of the natural disaster roared, urging countless sea demons to help themselves resist the bombardment of Gangnier, desperate to attack.

At the same time, Ye Qingxuan sighed softly and turned towards his enemy.

"In that case, then I'm afraid I can't take into account the dignity of musicians and the honor of duels. ”

"As it should be, the battle should be unscrupulous!"

Wagner regrouped his posture and skilfully assumed the offensive posture of the Templars, his burning face was calm: "Please do as much as you like." ”

Ye Qingxuan sighed, closed his eyes, and raised the sword of the New Testament.

The mighty melody played from the blade of the sword, and the projection of the land of nothing came again, and in the darkness of the universe, endless starlight appeared, accompanied by Ye Qingxuan's will to run in the net of ether.

- "The New World"!

At this moment, in the etheric realm, there is no land shining brightly.

As if the fog that concealed the future had been lifted, all the elements connected by the Aether Web and the Land of Nothing, and all the musicians who resonated with the Land of Nothing listened to the melody from the distant future.

The outline of the Crystal Cube emerged from the land of nowhere, and countless modules rotated rapidly, affecting all the co-rhythmiors associated with themselves all over the world.

The first connection, the second connection, the third connection.

Interpretation method transmission.

The Aether Web opens.

The co-ordinator warms up, and the alchemy matrix runs.

The ladder connection is completed.

In the next moment, all the war musicians felt the core music theory in their bodies running on their own, the heart sounds were turbulent, and the ether weaving was a movement, passing through the layers of alchemy matrix, following the ladder of heaven, and in an instant, the glow of countless stars ran in the invisible network, converging between the forty-one giant corhythmias of the crystal cube.

Above the sky, it seems that a morning star is lit up.

The 'guide' hanging high in the sky was activated, overlooking the earth from the high heavenly dome, guiding the future path and directing all the power to Ye Qingxuan's location.

Without Hephaestus here, it was the sword blade in his hand that bears the weight of the world instead of Ye Qingxuan.

In an instant, the sword of the New Testament was scorched crimson by the terrifying aetheric torrent, and then, Crimson walked towards the iron blue, and after several changes, stepped into the realm of pure white.

160,000 movements converge here.

The matter seemed to be dissolved in the torrent of ether, and the new covenant that remained in Ye Qingxuan's hands at this moment turned into light.

Just holding the hilt of the sword, I felt as if I was about to dissolve in that great power.

"This is the New World, a magnificent chapter that leads to the future. Wagner exclaimed heartily: "In terms of pattern, I am inferior to you." ”

"I'm sorry, Master Wagner...... This unjust victory is not what I want. ”

Ye Qingxuan's face was expressionless.

Toward the enemy, he lifted the hilt of his sword, held aloft the light of the New Testament, and slashed down!

Wagner raised his head and watched the stream of light of destruction descend from the sky.

The endless weight collapsed like an iron dome and fell, and there was no need to attack, and the gravitational force emitted by the 160,000 movements was enough to destroy all the movements in front of them.

At that moment, he held the flame-shaped heavy sword in his hand and looked up at the brilliant stream of light in the sky.

"All things have life until death, as it should be. ”

Wagner muttered softly, and in his hand, on the hilt of the Burning Sword, the real name outlined by the element silently appeared—Revantin.

Twilight and the Sword of Destruction - Revantin!

The elegy is played from above the sword, mourning the end of the last winter and the last twilight, and singing of the fire of destruction that burns from hell, from earth, from heaven, from all parts of the earth.

Burn the nine worlds, penetrate the core of the world, tear apart the heavens and the earth, and send all the invisible things to the funeral and fire.

The gods and the world come to an end.

At that moment, a blood-like flame engulfed him, burning him, transforming all power into the purest destruction, and then rising into the sky.

Destruction and destruction collide in one place.

Flames and flames fight each other.

Light and light devour each other.

It was as if countless steels collided in one place, and the roar resounded throughout Asgard, and the roar of the flames echoed in everyone's ears.

The sky dome cracked, the hurricane swayed, spread, and the huge eye of the wind slowly took shape, and the next moment it was torn apart under even more terrifying power.

In an instant, it was all over.

The light dimmed and the flames were extinguished.

The scorched earth was filled with countless clouds of dust and frost falling like snow.

Ye Qingxuan stared at the chaos with a complicated expression.

He didn't want to kill Wagner if he didn't have to, even if he was his enemy. He even felt that it was an honor to have such an enemy.

But soon, his eyes changed from helplessness to consternation.

Because in the dust and frost, a staggering figure slowly walked towards him.

That's Wagner.

He's alive......

Supporting his body with the broken blade of his sword, Wagner's footsteps faltered, and the flames on his body were like candles in the wind, but they burned stubbornly and refused to be extinguished.

He looked at Ye Qingxuan and slowly raised his barely intact right arm, and the broken blade pointed at the enemy.

"Come again!"

On the shattered face, his pupils were still bright, without any power, but they were still like the scorching sun.

"I'm not dead yet, young man. ”

He proclaimed to his enemies: "You haven't won yet!"

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time, and sighed softly.

"It's me who loses. ”

He didn't want to fight Wagner anymore.

"What are you kidding, don't make me think you're playing a game with a bad old man. Ye Qingxuan, this is a war, where is there a war that ends without dying?

If you still have the slightest respect for me, raise your sword. ”

Wagner looked at Ye Qingxuan coldly, and his voice was hoarse: "Everything has life to death, and this battle must also have an end, this is the right reason!"

Ye Qingxuan didn't speak, just looked at him with compassion in his eyes.

A sigh rang out.

"Enough, Mr. Wagner, it's enough. ”

On the Tower of Pure White, the old musician lowered his head, not daring to look at the back of the saint, but only pleaded in a low voice: "Thank you for all you have done for Asgard, you don't need to sacrifice more." ”

In the silence, there was only the sound of shards peeling off the mutilated body.

"Really?"

Wagner paused, for a long time, as if suddenly.

Revanting fell to the ground, along with his broken right arm.

After stopping, he couldn't even maintain the integrity of his body, his broken face slowly twisted, and he looked at Ye Qingxuan: "I'm sorry, it seems that this battle was won by me, an old man, by playing tricks." ”

"As it should be. ”

Ye Qingxuan bowed his head, just like Wagner just now, and replied: "The battle should be unscrupulous. ”

Hearing Ye Qingxuan's answer, Wagner laughed softly, as if relieved.

"Then I'll count it ...... Fulfilling the ...... mission"

He closed his eyes.

Beneath the shattered iron dome, in the light of that dim sunlight, Wagner's shell disintegrated, reduced to ashes, and dissipated into the wind.

Only the dim magic gold fell to the ground, rifting all over the place.

Ye Qingxuan leaned over, picked up the broken ring, looked at the last remnants of Wagner's inheritance, and couldn't help but sigh.

That's right, it was Wagner who won.

He relied on his own strength to win the most crucial last three minutes for Asgard, bringing a turning point in this war. Even if it comes at the cost of one's own death......

It is not necessary to procrastinate by despicable means, nor to win by insidious calculations.

He won the dignity.

It's yourself who loses.

Immediately after, he heard a roar coming from the deepest part of the earth.

On the Pure White Tower, countless alchemy matrices shone brightly, and the huge alchemy matrix that was named the World Tree was slowly rising from the deepest part of the earth, as if the huge giant tree had come to life and pulled out roots from the earth.

There are also the fruits of terror hidden beneath the earth.

With the turmoil of heaven and earth, the White Pagoda collapsed.

Countless silver-white alchemy matrices peeled down from the top of the White Tower, pulling out the roots from the deepest part of the earth, pulling out the fruits that had finally been brewed.

There are behemoths emerging from the depths of the earth,

In the midst of the dazzling and forbidden enchantment, the iron giant that was sleeping like an embryo slowly opened its eyes, and the alchemy matrix of the World Tree passed through the enchantment, attaching to its body, as if the blood had finally begun to circulate.

In the chest, the divinity surging like thunder jumped up, dragging the mighty aether flow through the veins.

It is a super giant armor known as a land giant, and a weapon of war that is the strongest force in the world.

- Hercules!

But now, I am afraid that he can no longer be called Hercules, since seven days after hanging upside down from the World Tree, after being endowed with divinity and mysteries, it has now become Odin.

Scourge Odin!

Since the death of the only second emperor who can resonate with Odin and bear the divinity in the ruins, Odin's huge power has been ordered to be split by the original first emperor, that is, the current emperor, and his power has been forged into many giant weapons of war.

And the original land giants were also relieved by this, and transformed from mortal iron, becoming a container for this huge power.

- Give the soul of steel.

For a long time, it has extracted the geothermal heat of hundreds of volcanoes in Asgard with the matrix of the World Tree, metamorphosed under the White Tower, and now, it has finally completed the final step.

Just like Ye Qingxuan cast Catina, with the World Tree Matrix and the Land Giants, Asgard finally controlled this inhuman power in a human way.

At this moment, with the blessing of the World Tree, Van Tie Hercules transformed into the Divine Armor Odin.

The Iron Giant, more than 100 meters tall, carried a crown of thunder on his head, and slowly descended from the sky like a god, and fell to the ground, and the terrifying glow of Ganganir emerged from Odin's palm.

The Asgardians' dedication and sacrifice of countless musicians over the centuries, the creation of forbidden technology, and the divine Scourge Odin have awakened.

It was the throne that Arthur had dreamed of.

- Lord of Heaven and Earth, Eternal Emperor of Earth and Hell!

At the same time, rising from the depths of the earth, there is a glow representing the saints.

I'm afraid that for some time now, they have been helping Hercules fuse divinity and complete the final steps.

But what made Ye Qingxuan stunned was that among the four saints, he didn't know any of them, and none of the saints had ever appeared in the information of the countries, and they were not in the list of surviving saints at all......

A brand new Saint?

In the Aether Sea, the elements outline their real names.

Verdi, Mahler, Puccini, Telemann......

It's unheard of!