"So...... Where's Hykris?"

After a long pause, as if remembering something, Ars put down his glass and turned his head to look at the old butler again. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"General Hycles......" The old butler put down the bottle and fell into deep thought.

Sea Chris.

Now.

Yes, bleeding woodland.

Draw the knife.

Draw an inch.

One inch, the knife intent is surging.

In this world, the truly strong have their own ultimate way.

is like the West Gate Night Tower, his ultimate way is to be in the abyss.

It is the endless belief in the face of the endless abyss, the first to retreat and then to advance.

Another example is Su Mubai, the king of the north, his ultimate way is a never-ending bloody rain.

No one knows what happened in that rain.

I only know that there is endless killing intent, hatred, anger, and destruction in it.

It can be said that the so-called ultimate way is a collection of a strong person, a lifetime of faith, experience, strength, understanding, sadness, pain, happiness, people he has met, roads he has walked, and the farthest places he has ever visited.

That's one person's, all.

is a strong one, the strongest, and the last resort.

No one has ever seen the ultimate way of Hycles.

Because he hasn't made a move for too long, and even if he does, he hasn't been forced to this step for a long time.

Now, he's going to fight hard.

He drew his sword.

A knife and the stars fall.

But the stars did not set.

Tonight is a rainy night, and the stars are not visible.

But at the moment when Haikris drew his knife, the moment that inch of light was revealed.

The rain stopped again.

Inexplicably, the wind is blowing.

It's not a strong wind, it's a very soft wind.

It's like evening, on the boundless prairie, the kind of grassland wind that can blow down the sea of grass.

When the wind rose, the darkness also faded, leaving only a vast sea of grass.

At the end of the sea of grass is the desert, and at the end of the desert, is a valley.

In the valley, a teenager was running out with a knife.

He ran out of the valley, across the desert, and before the sea of grass.

A gust of wind blew, all the wind, all the grass swept towards him, as if to tell him, you can't leave.

You're going back.

I'm not going back.

I'm leaving.

I'm leaving.

The boy drew his sword, and with a single sword, cut through the grass, cut the wind, and cut the road in front of him.

Hykris, draw the knife.

Slash the wind.

All the wind, all the grass, followed this knife towards the West Gate Night Tower.

Surprisingly, the knife was not ferocious or swift, it was simple, it was a slash forward.

I'm afraid no one would have imagined that the General of the Central Federation, who has killed countless people and is famous for his military exploits, Hai Chris, his ultimate way, the ultimate knife, will be so simple and gentle.

It's just slashing forward.

Let the wind, and the grass give way.

So the wind and the grass gave way, and they followed the knife and swept towards the night tower of the West Gate.

Ximen Night Tower, his cloak also fluttered backwards.

It's not the kind of hunting and flying.

It just flies like grass with the wind.

Hai Chris's knife is extremely simple, it is to cut a way out.

It's also a killing game to cut through this night, tonight, I'm leaving.

He didn't speak, but that's what he said.

"Good knife!" Ximen Yelou cheered loudly, he closed his fists at his waist and sat on his horse.

One punch.

Suddenly, Lin Yuan reappeared.

The pitch-black and bottomless abyss rises from the endless sea of grass.

The calm and windy steppe was swallowed up in half.

At the same time, the cloak of the Ximen Night Tower was also still, as calm as the abyss around him.

It's like saying, this is not the way out.

Please come back.

But since the knife is already out of its sheath, how can it be retracted?

If you already have the heart to leave, how can you stop it?

"Get out of the way!" Hykris swung his knife and slashed again, and suddenly, the wind rose again.

Once again, the entire sea of grass devoured towards the endless abyss.

This was no longer a mortal battle at all, and with the swing of the long knife of Hai Chris, the whole world fell into the world of the sea of grass.

And it's still spreading.

This is the strength of the king.

With a single gesture, it is enough to assimilate the surface world.

In the face of Hai Chris's fierce offset, Ximen Yelou did not flinch at all, he met it heroically, and with one punch, the bottomless abyss was pushed again, and the endless sea of grass continued to collide.

"What is this knife called!" The muscles of Ximen Yelou's whole body tensed, like an angry god.

"Kill the grass. Hychris's low pronunciation of the name seemed to be a reminder of something from the past.

"Do you mean that human life is like grass?" Ximen Yelou laughed, this guess is also completely in line with Hai Chris's identity.

Spanning the battlefield for decades, killing people is like killing grass.

However, judging from the performance of this knife, it doesn't seem to mean that at all.

Because this knife is not explosive enough, nor is it fierce enough.

It's just simple and straightforward.

Again...... Clean?

"Nope. Haikris also shook his head, "It's just because I lived in a place with a lot of grass a long time ago, and to get out of there, you have to walk a long way, and the road is full of wild grass that is one person high, and if you are not careful, you will get lost in the sea of grass." ”

"Later, I thought of a way, which is to kill all the grass along the way, so that I don't get lost, all the way, to the outside world. ”

This...... Isn't it life?

"What a knife...... Kill the grass!" Ximen Yelou laughed again, and the laughter shook the entire abyss.

"It was my honor to see such a wonderful knife before you died!"

"So ......"

"Please die!"

As if to express his respect, Ximen Yelou had no way to use more clever boxing techniques to return the knife, so he could only punch more ferociously and more violently.

Every punch is an abyss.

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"General Hykris, you take yourself too seriously. After pondering for a long time, the old butler gave his answer.

"Too heavy?" said Arles, frowning, as if pondering the meaning of the word.

"There's nothing wrong with that. The old butler nodded, "General Hycles has been fighting all his life, invincible for half a lifetime, he takes himself very seriously, so it is difficult for him to die, and he is also very defeated, such a person can often go to the end, step by step, and kill everything that is blocked in front of him." ”

"Won't he be able to lose?" said Yars, looking puzzled, but more than that, it seemed to test his vision.

"If it had been in the past, it would have been. The old butler nodded and shook his head, "It's a pity that people always have weaknesses, and if a person has weaknesses, he will lose quickly." ”

"What's more, it's a person like General Hykris, who used to think of himself heavily, and now he will take himself lightly. ”

"So he's dead, too. The old butler finally came to a conclusion.

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