"Hohenheim?" Su Junyan ascended to the sky, looking at Hohenheim, who had also ascended to the sky, with some doubts. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Are you still alive?"

This was really a strange question, Hohenheim was suspended opposite Su Junyan, and his body also exuded a familiar dark aura.

But Su Junyan asked him, are you still alive.

But yes, there are no living people in the whole of Asgard, and they have all become sacrifices of Augustine, so why is Hohenheim still alive?

"You can think I'm alive, or you can think I'm dead, anyway, everyone will die, right?" Hohenheim's sentence is actually equivalent to admitting that he is dead, or rather, being swallowed by Augustine?

This is just a shadow of the past.

"What about Su Mubai?" Su Junyan didn't actually care if Hohenheim was still alive, what he cared about was Su Mubai.

If Hohenheim also died, I'm afraid Su Mubai would not be spared, which would be a bit regrettable.

"That's something you won't know until you've won this war. Hohenheim didn't answer, "Come on, Su Junyan, let's fight to your heart's content, this may be the battle that will decide whether this world will stay, either die or try to survive." ”

The moment he said this, the Knights of the Iron Medal of the Northern Kingdom had collided with those ghost knights from Asgard.

The tenacious and cold murderous aura and the dark and silent dead aura were strangled together.

It's hard to part.

At the same time, those ethereal knights broke into the real ironclad array of the Northern Iron Chapter, and the real ironclad flesh and the void ghost faced off head-on.

Either the Ironclad Knights fell silently, or the Ghost Knights were crushed by the mighty flesh and blood.

There was no second result.

This is a war that seems to have no gunpowder, but in fact it is bloody and cruel to the extreme.

In the same way, above the sky, the war of the gods has begun.

Su Junyan launched an attack on Hohenheim, and there was nothing to say, that is, to defeat Hohenheim before he could continue to move forward.

His army is already desperate on the earth, so he must not be left behind.

The cold and crispy little orange came out of the sheath directly, and the pitch-black flames burned on the knife.

Facing Hohenheim, one of the strongest people in the old era, Su Junyan naturally had no reservations, and pulled out the little orange as soon as he came up.

He wants to solve this battle in the shortest possible time.

"This knife...... The last time I saw it unsheathed was many years ago. There was an unstoppable nostalgia for the past in Hohenheim's words, and he didn't make any other superfluous movements, just stretched out his fingers.

Kill the king with a finger.

At that time, when Su Junyan was still a nobody, there were still seven deadly sins behind Hohenheim, and as soon as he pointed out, there would be the world's most extreme seven evil calamities entangled in it, which was really a finger that even God didn't want to face.

Now, Su Junyan is coming, but there is no one around Hohenheim, and he stretches out a finger alone, above a city that once glorious and prosperous belongs to him.

Like one of the last town keepers and gravediggers, lonely and absolutely proud!

At the moment when the knife and fingers clashed, Su Junyan felt that Hohenheim was not dead.

On his fingers, it was pure, pure dark power.

Without the slightest breath of Augustine, he was still using his own strength and his body to face Su Junyan.

Then, in the next moment, Su Junyan's knife directly slashed the surging dark power of that finger.

Simple, like a knife chopping up hot butter.

Su Junyan was stunned.

Later, when he looked back, he found that at that moment, although he could feel the incomparably pure dark power belonging to Hohenheim, he didn't have much of a strong feeling at all.

Only, little by little, as if it were the last phantom left behind by Hohenheim.

Su Junyan looked at Hohenheim, whose body was shattered by his sword, his body was broken in the black flames.

"That's good. But on his face, there was a smile, "If you can kill me, I will feel that maybe this is really the age of young people." ”

"Su Junyan, no matter what, I'm very pleased. ”

"I'm sure he'll be pleased, too. When he said this, he looked at the heavens.

There was nothing in the sky but thick, thick clouds.

Who is he talking to?

Unfortunately, there will never be an answer.

Because the next moment, he had dissipated into the air.

That's probably ...... The last words of Hohenheim, the Templar who once moved the continent and made countless people feared and feared, said?

Last words?

It was so abrupt and abruptly stopped.

With the complete dissipation of Hohenheim, the ghost cavalry on the earth also gradually disappeared into the air.

That's it...... Did you win?

It always feels a little unreal.

Winning is unreal, ending is unreal.

However, I really won.

The Iron Medallion of the Northern Kingdom stopped in front of the solemn and solemn walls of Asgard, and reflexively went to collect the comrades who had fallen in the way of the charge.

They followed Su Junyan all the way from the Northland, through the endless north wind tundra, over the iron wall that seemed to be forever impenetrable, and also galloped in front of the Central Royal City, and finally fell in this distant new continent.

War is sometimes like this, it can be extremely long, as long as your life, or it can be extremely short, as short as fireworks.

In the end, it was Su Junyan who pushed open the gate of Asgard.

For more than 200 years, this sacred place of the Asgardian demon seed has been extremely mysterious and has never been set foot by foreigners.

There was a strong breath of life scattered everywhere in the city, as if, at the last moment, those people in the city were still living, and then, the moment Su Junyan and the others stepped into the city gate, there was nothing.

In a sense, they witnessed the rise and fall of a race.

The Northern Iron Chapter opened the way, and a huge army walked aimlessly through this legendary city, which was already extremely empty.

It was indeed empty.

But it's not empty, there's still a lot of stuff scattered around and no one is picking it up.

It's just that Su Junyan's army discipline is good, and those new human troops are trembling and don't dare, but no one really started to loot.

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The first update.

Continue to push my new book, the title of the book is "The Night of the Gods", "Jun Yan" will be finished soon, I hope everyone can support my new book.