Swords fell from the sky. Roland did not move, but the sword qi he raised a sword had already soared into the sky and went straight into the air at a height of thousands of meters, and slashed down, the loud sound of the air shattering was like a thunderbolt that broke the sky, and the air that was broken and chopped was driven, and countless tornadoes of different sizes were formed around the sword qi, as if the innocence was really shattered by this sword. Countless tornadoes of all sizes were wrapped around the sword qi, and with a sword, the shattered sky condensed all of Roland's power and spirit, like a sharp and fierce thunder, slashing down.

The sword cracked. The people of Lancelot were no longer visible, and all they could see was an unprecedentedly large, unprecedentedly bright, unprecedentedly fierce Holy Light Cross Sword that slashed the earth. As soon as the sword condensed, the yellow sand and the remains of the undead in the direction pointed by the sword flew like sea water on both sides, and the lightsaber turned into a white light and pierced out, and where the sword passed, the ground under its sword momentum was all cracked, and a bottomless crack stretched along this straight line to the horizon, as if the land had been cut by this sword.

The two Jane arrived at the same time, and the huge icicle behind Asa shattered, and the fragments scattered in the sky continued to crumble into powder in mid-air before they could fall. The yellow sand on the ground, the tornado in the air just mixed and shattered, and then the fragments that shattered continued to shatter, the sword momentum, sword qi, and sword intent of the two swords coincided, and the price fell together, smashing all the space of this last chapter, and shattering and shattering......

The only one that didn't break was Asa. Even the ground beneath his feet had shattered into countless pieces that could barely be broken anymore and flew away, and he stepped on the void like this. Still walking forward step by step, but now it's not just walking, it's starting to shoot.

His right-hand knife made a circle in front of him. Then he slashed out horizontally.

The sword didn't seem to hit anything, but the surrounding sword qi storm suddenly stopped.

Only Roland and Lancelot could feel that this knife was a combination of beloved's blows. This knife has no power, it is just a kind of void hole, and the position of this void is precisely at the point where the strength of the two people is strongest and most closely combined. Just like the thread ends of countless thread segments, the densest part is also the most critical point, once it is broken, the whole structure will be scattered.

The Holy Light Cross Sword is a pause, and the light is faint. But it still stabbed straight in front of Asa, and the lightsaber composed of extremely strong fighting qi and sword qi was enough to pierce any enemy, although it no longer had the sharpest part of the other. At this time, Asa's second knife slashed out, the same light and fluttering, and slashed at the tip of the lightsaber.

Click. This huge lightsaber, which even slashed the earth, was completely shattered by a single sword like this, which had no power to speak of, compared to the sound of the lightsaber shattering. The sound of Lancelot's armor and some of his limbs shattering together was insignificant, and he could only watch as he suddenly spurted blood all over his body, flying backwards like a stone that had been struck by someone.

Roland's sword struck. Asa when he repelled Lancelot. Although some of his sword qi was broken, it was still fierce, such as the Nine Heavens Thunder, and it also slashed Asa. The boom was no less than the huge pillar that slammed into the ground, the ground. The air that had just condensed around him was all shattered and shattered under this sword.

It did kill Asa. Although he turned slightly sideways to give up his head, the sword still slashed him in the shoulder, and with a tear, the armor transformed from the ghost king's robe cracked. The armor used by the King of Death, which was claimed to be the strongest defense, was finally broken.

But only second. All the effects of this sword on Asa's body were a crack in the armor a few inches long, and under the crack seemed to be a bottomless black hole, no matter how fierce and fierce this sword qi was, it was like falling into the void without any response.

The ground around him cracked, the exhaust gas, the air was violent, and the aftermath of this sword made it seem like the sky was falling apart within this small circle, and he was not a world, except for the small crack on his shoulder, he didn't have any connection with the world around him.

This was the one that had just repelled Lancelot's sword, and then it was a fluttering sword that stabbed into this sword qi.

Empty. Roland, who was hundreds of meters away, only felt this feeling, not only when he hit Asa, but now he felt that his sword qi was also empty.

With the piercing of this sword, the center of the sword qi that was originally condensed like an entity suddenly emptied, not absorbed. It's not that it's crushed, it's that it's suddenly empty. Immediately, the entire sword qi began to collapse, and all the power that was originally abundant everywhere collided with this central backlog and exploded uncontrollably. This void did not only act on the sword qi, but in the blink of an eye, it had already reached Roland's arm, and he felt that the power contained in his flesh and bones suddenly lost control like the sword qi.

Just as he felt something strange, Roland abandoned the sword, but he couldn't abandon it, and the emptiness had already inseparably connected his hand and the sword. He roared, and with his other hand he pointed at him like a knife, he gathered the sword qi that could still be used in his body on his left hand and slashed at his right shoulder.

The blood flashed, and Roland stumbled backwards. The hand holding the sword was squeezed and shattered by the sword qi poured back out of control.

From beginning to end, Asa only used the knife in his right hand to defeat the combined blow of the two strongest swordsmen in the mainland. The real weapon he had been holding in his left hand, the Black Star hadn't even moved.

His power is not terrifying, there is no trace of any earth-shattering, it can even be said that there is no power at all, some knowledge is nothing, but any earth-shattering power is so fragile and vulnerable in front of him. Emptiness and emptiness can shatter any power under his eyes of nothingness, which seems to be able to penetrate all things and all the laws.

Lancelot suffered the same blow, and his injuries were definitely worse than Roland's. Because he didn't have the buffer of those hundreds of meters of sword qi. Fortunately, the glorious battle armor on his body eliminated part of his power for him, and when the battle armor was shattered, he slightly changed his position with countless birth and death experience, and the out-of-control sword qi and power did not explode him to pieces. Instead, blow him up.

The right hand had been shattered along with the Radiant Armor, a small half of the bones on the body had been shattered, and the muscles had a lot of explosives, and the blood sprayed in mid-air with the muscles had almost taken up half of the body. If it weren't for the spells that Morriel attached to him that also multiplied his system, he would have died.

With the uncontrollable strength of the sword qi, Lancelot flew backwards like a cannonball, flying all the way to the place where he was standing just now, and landed heavily on the sand where the original coalition forces were in the rear. This blow hit all the broken bones lying in his body and pierced into the muscles, and he almost fainted in pain.

The coalition forces had long since withdrawn, and now, like everywhere else, was just an endless stretch of undead bones and sand. But there are still two people standing here alone.

Both of them were covered in blood and wounds, and they were armed with shapeless weapons that had already been slashed. They were all among the warriors who fought desperately to step on the remains of countless undead to come here, and you can imagine how they had just screamed with the swordsman orcs in the coalition to fight to the death. They didn't go together when they retreated. They were not forcibly taken away, but they only asked to stay.

Not because it should be them, but because they are. Although the two have messy hair. The blood of himself and his comrades in the whole city on his body was no less wounded than that of any soldier on the battlefield, and the tiger's mouth with a sword in both hands burst out because of excessive slashing. But blood and wounds can't hide the beautiful faces, these are two women.

The two did not stand together. In this position, it seems that they did not even meet when they fought in the coalition forces, but as the coalition retreated, the two people with a common choice came to the fore. But they didn't look at each other, maybe they didn't even notice each other, they just stared blankly ahead, at the place where the King of the Necrons appeared, at the fact that the hero who saved the world had become the demon king who destroyed the world, and that the people who were supposed to escort them were desperately trying to kill him.

It wasn't until Lancelot flew down that the two of them reacted, and the tall woman ran over directly to hug Lancelot, who was covered in blood, and used the white magic of healing to shout: "Teacher, teacher......"

With the support of white magic, Lancelot finally came to his senses, and the magic that Moriel used on him actually resonated with white magic at this moment, and the sky above his body quickly recovered. But Lancelot didn't pay any attention to this, and the woman was surprised and asked, "Why are you here?"

"He didn't want me to come, I secretly went to the magic academy and mixed in with the swordsman. Talis replied, looking blank and miserable. "Teacher, how did it become like this?"

Lancelot looked at the other woman who came over, shook his head and sighed, "Prime Minister Mrak, did you sneak in too?"

Xiao Yi nodded slightly, her expression was similar to that of Talis, but Mu Ran had more ingredients. The eyes of the two women were together, and they only discovered each other at this time, without words, the same eyes and expressions had made the two fully understand.

The wounds on his body were particularly severe, almost bloody, and even had a deep bone-deep wound on his face, and the flesh that had been turned open looked especially hideous on her soft face. Her strength can't actually support the fight to get here, and she has persevered to this point with spirit and perseverance. But now that his spirit was empty, the belief that sustained her had not fallen, but had become unbelievably filling all the space, and her mind, which had been so bright, was now completely numb.

Rumble, rumble, boom, sound and shock came. The sound and vibration were not loud, but they reached the depths of everyone's souls, and even the two women, whose hearts were completely frozen, could feel their souls moving and roaring with the voice. They looked up with Lancelot.

Asa had stopped by this time, and he finally raised the dark star in his left hand, for he was going to greet the sun that was rushing in his face.

The white sun, the moving sun, the rushing sun, the sun of life, the real sun, the sun that no emptiness can swallow, the sun called Gru.

There was no sprint, no flying, and this is how he ran step by step and rushed to Asa.

Prosperous. Prosperous. Prosperous. It was the sound of his footsteps.

Without Roland's momentum of chopping the sky to pieces, without Lancelot's speed of splitting the earth, he approached step by step with his steps, each step so solid, so unshakable, so shocking to all living beings, whether it was sand under his feet, wreckage, bones or cracks in the ground, or even the void on the cracks. This is the pace of life.

He didn't take advantage of Assa's repulsion of Lancelot and Roland, he waited and watched until Roland and Lancelot were defeated and flew out, and Asa moved forward again as he had started.

He's not going to fight, he's going to use his life to shatter the emptiness. This life is so strong, so direct, so hot and so dazzling, this is a life like the sun.

Prosperous.

Prosperous.

Prosperous...... It was already the last step, and he finally jumped up, clenched his fists, turned sideways, and raised his fists.

Every part of his body had stretched to the extreme, crumbling to the extreme, like a bow, the most perfect bow. All the artifacts that have been made, not even the Phantom Divine Bow, can express power, beauty, and life without the slightest flaw.

All the light has been gathered in his fist, and that is his arrow, the condensation of all power and life, the bright dazzle, the sun of life. He punches.

Asa still didn't move, still holding the hilt of the Black Star in his hand high, like a statue. An ethereal statue held aloft the most ethereal dot, motionless in the face of the dazzling and incomparably full life that had overflowed like the sun.

Everything was still. There are only two points in heaven and earth, one real and one imaginary, close to each other, close to ...... And then the same is also still.

The two dots didn't really touch each other, the fist and the hilt of the pitch black star were still a few inches apart, and Gru was completely still in mid-air, maintaining the appearance of the punch that had struck it as if it had become a statue, correspondingly unmoving from Asa's statue, and even the light on his fist seemed to have condensed into solid, no longer dazzling jumps.