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This feeling has not appeared on Su Junyan's body for a long time, a long time.

He couldn't remember how long he'd been gone, how many of those thrilling moments of his life had been.

From the initial pain, sadness, sadness, to now, numbness.

Maybe soon, even the concept of time will disappear.

All that remains is numbness.

That's what, mentally closed, is the most terrifying part.

A person who closes himself off, even though he knows that the door to go out is behind him, can get out as soon as he turns around, but he can never find the door.

I can only go on and on, losing time, space, feelings, everything.

In the end, even the spirit ceased to exist.

But it was at that moment that Su Junyan, suddenly, felt it, throbbing.

That throbbing comes from the deepest part of the soul, and it comes from outside the spiritual world.

He subconsciously raised his head and looked at the sky, where there was nothing in the distance.

There seems to be nothing there.

So what is it?

Something must have happened for that to throb like that.

Su Junyan worked hard to run his numb mind, thought for a long time, and finally remembered a name.

Olivia.

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Olivia.

Olivia never imagined, and she would never have imagined, that things would turn out like this.

Lucifer, he stepped through the door.

The sun rose from his fingertips, breaking through all the frost and ethereal fist intent.

A fact that no one wants to see.

But facts are facts.

It's something that's already happened.

There is no way to change it.

Lucifer, already a king.

People on this continent are concerned about politics, wars, the death of big people, love and hate.

This person who was pinned on high hopes and was favored by everyone would be the youngest person in history who could become a king-level powerhouse, and quietly became a king-level.

There weren't even sky-high mental power fluctuations.

Or, in fact, at this moment, under the attack of the two strong men, he finally broke through that level.

He pushed the door open.

The ultimate door that lies in front of humanity.

In front of the door is the mortal, and behind the door, is the realm of the gods.

At this moment, he was like a god.

The aura of the rich flames, centered on Merlin City, constantly rushed to the surroundings, like the tide of the sea, one tide higher than the other.

Even Venlot, far off the coast, felt the heat.

This scorching heat made Mai Witt frown deeply.

He understood the meaning behind the burning.

to influence such far-reaching changes in the world......

"A new king has been crowned. Ashnayo said, standing across from Mai Witt.

No, it should not be said that it is standing, but fighting.

They are engaged in a duel that seems calm but is extremely dangerous.

Mai Werther stood at the entrance of the tent, his whole body covered in pitch black.

This is a sign that the resonance with the elements has reached its peak.

"I didn't expect you to be the one standing in the dark. That was Ashnayo's initial emotion.

In the Central Castle, everyone knows that Mai Witt is the eldest disciple of Heinrich, the King of Light, and everyone knows that he is very strong.

But I've never seen him actually make a move.

I'm afraid no one could have imagined that when he made a move, he would not use the power of light, but darkness.

A force that is absolutely contrary to his teacher.

And his opponent is even simpler to deal with.

He unfolded an even more powerful darkness.

For a moment, darkness enveloped the entire Venlot.

It's like night coming early.

But all this is not just a confrontation between darkness and darkness.

It's a group of people, and another group of people.

At the moment when Ashnayo made a move, behind him, the bigwigs of the Magic Warlock Association all made a move, not attacking Mai Witt individually, but handing over all their power to Ashnayo, making his darkness more and more majestic and vast.

This, in fact, is, in another sense, killing the king.

But Mai Witt, too, is not alone.

Although he was the only one who came out of the tent.

However, the missing Mai Bachelor in Central Wangcheng is not just a person.

Perhaps, compared to the bosses of the Demon Warlock Association, a Mai Bachelor is really nothing, but a group of Mai Bachelors is definitely a terrifying force.

At the beginning, Mai Bachelor was able to have such a high status in the Central King City, not only because of the Light King Heinrich, but also because this group of proud disciples of the Light King were not idle people.

So there was an extremely strange incongruity in the scene.

Obviously, it's all darkness.

But it was clearly divided into two halves in the sky, and the other half was a purer, more profound darkness, like the source of darkness, the deepest eternal night.

On the other side, it was a little faint, even a little dark with light, the kind of darkness at dawn, as if the sun was about to come out in the next second.

Dawn to eternal night.

"A new king has been crowned. Ashnayo said in a flat tone, "Aren't you giving up yet?"

That rich aura of fire already said it all.

Thousands of yards away, there is a strong dark power.

The breath of the flames could pass through freely.

Only one thing can be said.

That's not the power of mortals anymore, it's not something that mortals can stop, understandable.

That is, on the other side, the dust has already settled.

So on this side, why struggle again?

As if to reflect the momentum of the new king's coronation, the darkness from the eternal night pressed even more violently towards the darkness before dawn.

Engulf.

Until only that thin tent remained.

It's like a boat in a boat on a bitter sea.

Only one sailor was still tugging at the sails.

"There is only one king in my heart. Mai Werther doesn't admit defeat, how can he, how can he admit defeat.

He looked at Ashnayo and suddenly laughed and said, "Elder Ashnayo, do you know what the teacher said about you when he was alive?"

"I want to hear about it. Ashnayo seemed to raise an eyebrow.

The evaluation from the King of Light, no matter who it is, is it a great honor, right?

"The teacher said that you are extremely talented, and you could have surpassed him and become the highest peak in human history. Mai Werther word by word, is the best words, "It's a pity ......"

But after all, there is a pity.

If it weren't for this, then there would be no Ashnayo now.

but the one who surpasses the King of Light, the King of Darkness.

Dark Emperor.

"It's a pity that no matter how you behave or do things, you never look back. Mai Witt finally said, "Lord, haven't you ever thought that the ultimate in darkness is actually light?"

The next moment.

Suddenly.

The pitch-black lines on Mai Werther's body instantly turned into countless spots of light.

There is light. (To be continued.) )