Chapter 788: Battle of Kings (12)

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There were many kinds of sounds from this final blow, from the roar of collision to the blazing fire, to the roar of roar, to the scream of the air, and many inaudible sounds to be ignored.

However, all this is not as loud and complete as the sound of steel cracking, it is the cracking of the thread of rules, the cracking of space, and the cracking of the earth......

The Nine Cities have been destroyed, and the super-large defensive force field has been shattered, but in the same way, this continent has also completely detached itself from the scorched earth plane and has been blown away by a strong force.

The Bone King was still a little confused, he controlled the spell, and the feeling was not strong, and the wisdom of the Abyss Worm Lord was low, and this collision made him confused, and he couldn't figure out the situation.

Only the Fire Demon Lord Mordron, whose huge body stumbled backwards under the shock, his ugly face showed a mixture of horror and anger.

In fact, the moment the sword stabbed into the defensive force field, he realized that something was wrong.

If the previous defensive force field gave him the feeling of softness, tenacity, and a vague rebound force, his attack smashed on it was like smashing on the surface of the water, and naturally there would be a feeling of weakness and powerlessness, and under the layers of ripples, it would also unload the power of his attack.

But now?

The current defense field is a wall, which is a steel plate. Hard, firm, without any power of catharsis, but hard to carry.

In other words, at the moment of the collision, Stephen the Demon Slayer directly burned the connection of the Silk of Rules with the Candle of Annihilation, and the attack from the Three Lords of the Abyss directly severed the connection between the earth plates, as if smashing the wall with a giant hammer and directly smashing the bricks on the wall into the air.

And this is the reason for Mordron's anger, they actually became accomplices, and the blow they were determined to win actually became a help to the destruction of the scorched earth plane.

This, this......

This is simply an intellectual crush, enough to make them a shame in the bottomless abyss, and they have been ridiculed by the abyss lords for ten thousand years.

On the other side, separated out of the continent.

His Majesty Stephen puffed up his breath and blew, and finally turned himself over, changing from face down to lying flat, at this time, his arms had been crushed into powder in the backlash just now, plus the lower limbs he had lost before, only the head and chest remained.

Of course, even if he becomes a human stick, as a legend, as long as he is given time, he can recover little by little.

But now, he didn't have time - the Holy Soul was burned out, which meant that his lifespan was almost gone, and without the suppression of the Holy Soul and the power of the Legend, the power of the spear from Lang's Crossbow Kith began to boil in his remaining body, disintegrating his true body like a blade.

As the Throne of Legends, the most powerful reliance is to infiltrate the power of the rules to build a real body, and the second characteristic of the Spear of Lang Crossbow Keis is to disintegrate the regular structure in this body and restore it, which is also equivalent to killing the legend at the root.

Of course, this is only a legend, this ability is not strong, it can be suppressed, or it can be slowly proposed, if it is a god, the kind of god body that mixes faith and rules, is almost completely overcome by this ability.

But now, Stephen has burned the Holy Soul and lost the legendary power, in other words, he is destined to disappear in this world, and he can't even live his soul.

However, his eyes were very calm, calmly looking up, calmly looking at the night sky that could not stop shaking because of the turbulence of the continent, and enjoying the last night scene.

"In my life, I have been worthy of the upbringing of my parents, the trust of my comrades-in-arms, the black and white school, and Atlantis. ”

"I have kept my oath in this life, slaughtering demons without counting, and casting countless glories. ”

"But I was not happy in this life, I lost my favorite wife, and I did not protect my daughter. ”

"I've spent my whole life in pain, and I've slain demons just to ease some of my guilt. I crossed the challenge and wanted to ask for death, but I didn't expect that killing and killing, I became stronger and stronger, and I actually became a legend. ”

"But although I enjoy eternal life, what I miss most is the street at sunset, the joy of my daughter running into my arms, and the gentle smile of my wife. ”

"If it were possible, I would rather give up the power of the legend in exchange for the birth, old age, sickness and death of a family of three. ”

"If it were possible, I would rather be burned in that fire myself, or die in the clutches of the devil, than live alone. ”

"Perhaps, it's time......"

His Majesty Stephen suddenly burst into a smile, and his burn-covered face had an indescribable calm, and the corners of his mouth were arced, and a flat smile was pulled.

"Lanrose, my friend, thank you for giving me this opportunity, a chance to die. And I completed this mission, which can be regarded as the end of my life. ”

"I'm tired, I'm so tired, it's time to rest. ”

A little bit of fluorescence floated from the body of His Majesty the Demon Slayer, dancing like fireflies in a summer night, gradually becoming more and more, rendering this area more and more beautiful.

When the light converged, turned into thick clouds, and the rain fell, the withered land began to rejuvenate, and vegetation and trees emerged from the ground, sprouted, and grew, and in just a few moments, the remnants of His Majesty Stephen were gone, and only a small green area and flowers bloomed.

This is the splendor after His Majesty Stephen took the initiative to give up the Holy Soul, others may not believe it, as the most murderous throne, he has always felt that the power of the throne should not be used to kill, but to create beauty.

And this small green space also represents the fall of a legendary king.

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In any case, His Majesty Stephen, the Throne of the Demon Slayer, finally fulfilled his oath and completed the mission with eternal life, and with the rupture and collapse of this continent, various chain reactions also followed.

As a result, without the constraints of the earth, the magma from the center of the scorched earth plane really began to scorch, rage, roar, and turn into rolling waves rushing towards the earth, even as the Fire Demon Lord, Mordron, had to go with the flow in the magma waves.

So, without the original river, the waters of the River Styx roared down with countless remnant souls, and this was no longer the thin control of death and the Abyss Worm Lord, but the outbreak of a great flood that truly destroyed the world.

As a result, when the Firelord Mordron and the Abyss Worm Lord lost their control of the magma and the River Styx, and when the two collided without showing weakness, the entire scorched earth plane fell into a battle for supremacy between water and fire, and the water and magma.

Even if it was just an instinctive collision, without any will to guide it, the explosion came as scheduled, and the scorched earth plane entered the countdown to destruction.

Thus, for the entire bottomless abyss, it was as if the high-rise building had been abruptly pulled off a corner in the middle, and the superstructure began to collapse, skew, and smash into the next plane.

It can be said that before the balance is refound, the bottomless abyss does not want to have a quiet life, and the demons of the neighboring levels are worried about their own sky falling every day.

So, the Fire Demon Lord and the Bone King began to hug their heads, even if they were laughed at, it was better than dead, they were powerful, but the destruction of the plane was the real destruction, enough to bury them with them.

Of course, the Abyss Worm Lord is the most pitiful, it was born at the right time, and with the failure of the mission, the power blessed on it began to be withdrawn, and it could only roar miserably in the magma and the River Styx, and it was corrupted little by little, and there was no residue left.

As a result, the battle outside the plane finally came to an end, whether it was the throne from the Supreme Council or the Abyss Lord, they all stopped, and they looked at this amazing scene in front of them, with different expressions, very exciting.

So, in Atlantis, everywhere, dark clouds began to cover the sky, and a death elegy in the name of 'The Cry of the Dove of Peace' resounded throughout the plane.

All lifeforms, whether they are monsters or intelligent beings, or up to legends, down to a small grass on the side of the road, they all know that it belongs to the legend and fall of His Majesty Stephen, the Throne of the Eternal-Demon Slayer.