Chapter 505: Black Wing (I)

Flying in Stonehenge is a petite and lovely figure, which is the jewel girl of the rain and sand, the princess of the West, the crescent. Originally, she should have disappeared into the Twin Trees Garden immediately after the rain and sand fell, but as the princess of the four directions, she had a little privilege to stay here for a little longer.

"Is she still defeated?" Despite knowing the outcome, Crescent Moon still felt sorry for her hero.

With the strongest bloodline and the strongest treasure, Yusha was supposed to be the winner who should stand above all heroes. Of all the heroes she has contracted, Yusha is also the strongest.

"No, she didn't lose, she just gave up her chance to win. Ulysses waved his hand and swept away the shattered crystal powder from the devastated ground, and his eyes became colder and colder.

He didn't manage to defeat Yusha head-on, in fact, if he hadn't used the inheritance from Lucifer that he had just inherited from the Temple of the Fallen Angels, he would have lost after Yusha took out his obedient sword.

The power of that sword reached the pinnacle of all the noble Phantasmas he had seen so far. Opening the treasury of Babylon and holding the sword in his hand, Yusha is undoubtedly the strongest opponent he has ever fought with.

In the end, she still had a chance to kill him in an instant, and he was bound by the chains at that distance, and there was no way to resist her final blow.

However, in the end, she still didn't make a move.

Yusha was not defeated at his hands, but his life was killed by vile attacks from the shadows, and those attacks were originally aimed at him.

She guarded him with her life, something Ulysses will never forget.

"Yes, she's such a hero. Well, I'm going to tell you the last thing she entrusted to me. Crescent looked at Ulysses, as if reading the sadness in his eyes.

Those were the words that Yusha had entrusted to her before the final battle began, as if she had foreseen her end and would not allow her jewel girl to interfere in her final battle.

She didn't use the power from the Crescent Moon, which would have greatly increased her chances of winning.

She walks out of Stonehenge alone for a final showdown with Ulysses, but all Crescent sees in her back is sadness.

Perhaps, she knew the end from the beginning, and even if she won, she will not return to this Stonehenge to take the secret treasure that is within her reach.

She didn't come to fight this gem war to survive, she just wanted to fulfill her last dream.

"Don't forget me, and I still like you. ”

These were the last words that Yusha had left, the words she had entrusted to Crescent Moon when she had a premonition that she might die here.

"I won't forget. Ulysses closed his eyes, as if he could smell the smell that had not gone away, the smell of the rain and the saudis.

How could it be impossible to forget the fragrance and smell of blood that came with the last hug.

Therefore, he will remember in his heart, even if he continues to walk into the deepest part of the darkness, he will remember this golden figure who died for him.

She is proud, because she has all the capital to be proud.

She is confident, even in the face of the abyss judgment, there is no fear at all.

She was so kind that she couldn't even bear to see him in pain because he had overdrawn his limits, and gave up the last chance to return to this world.

She is the supreme goddess of the southern land and a hero with mythical treasures, but in the end, all Ulysses sees is a broken heart for love, fragile and kind.

"Well, that's enough. The figure of the crescent moon gradually became transparent, a sign that she would disappear into the garden of the twin trees.

"Finally, you must be reminded that you must be careful of the hero of the northern princess Blackbird......"

In the final battle of the Gem War, the lord of Babylon's treasure trove of weapons and the supreme god of the southern land, Yusha, was the first to fall, and the princess of the West, Crescent, withdrew from the battlefield.

For Ulysses, however, the battle was not over.

"It's you, the one who killed the rain sand!" Ulysses saw a team that was already ten kilometers away.

The team consisted of three people, one of whom was a burly man, nearly four meters tall, like a small mountain of flesh, with thousands of wounds on his body that could be seen with the naked eye, and a large amount of flesh and blood fell with every step.

The other two sat on his shoulders and were carried by the man.

The man on the left had ten arms, each holding a weapon, but three of them had been completely shattered, and there were plenty of holes in his body, apparently from the sight of a large number of sharp weapons.

The man on the right is obviously the most complete one, wearing a black cloak, there are no obvious wounds on his body, and the whole person gives a strange sense of mystery.

"One, two, three...... No, where did the fourth one go?" Ulysses opened his eyes, confirming that the team was the culprit who had attacked him and the rain and the sands in the end.

Ulysses clearly remembered that there were a total of four forces that attacked at that time, which obviously belonged to four different types of forces, which meant that there was one less person in this team.

No matter how much it is, since the Heroic Spirit Reincarnation Technique of Resurrecting Yusha has failed, and now he can't find any other way to resurrect Yusha in a short period of time, so he can only hope for the ultimate resurrection technique that Aya said.

There are only two resurrection techniques that can be called "final level", one belongs to the supreme supreme god, and the other is the method of resurrection that one of the demon kings of the past has witnessed with his own eyes.

"Alice" dolls, he will make two. While that meant he needed more rare treasures like the Immortal Myth Gem and the Mermaid's Tears, he had enough strength to collect them.

"Don't try to run away. Standing in the place where the rain and sand died, Ulysses raised the abyss in his hand again to judge the crime, and the black wings behind him suddenly spread.

............ "Ho! ho!" Bediera, who had been treated as a coolie, gasped loudly, her mouth opening like a panicked pig, and a waterfall of saliva flowed down his mouth, apparently losing even the lowest level of wisdom.

Naturally, the last shot of Rainsand's Babylon's treasury was the cause of all this, and at that time, Rainsand's summoning from Babylon's treasury was a legendary treasure of sufficient quality to withstand the bombardment of the Dark Trace.

Each of them has extraordinary powers, and each one has left its name in history. They are the perfect crystallization of the power of human faith, a true legendary treasure.

Many of them have developed their own spirits after a long history of legend and can automatically attack their enemies.

The three Old God-level demons who were commanded by the white goblin Lekutoru to deliver the final blow to Ulysses were all half-crippled by this round of attacks.

Treated as a meat shield, Berdiera was the most seriously injured, even if he had the super recovery ability that only a fool had, he couldn't resist the rain of Noble Phantasms, and at least half of his entire body was blasted into meat sauce, and now there was still a large amount of Noble Phantasm energy left in this body to destroy his vitality.

Becias, who has the name of "the strongest" in the demon world, is a little better than his idiot brother, and he barely smashed most of the treasures aimed at him when he unfolded the demon god technique "Ten Blades", but there are still three hands that have been completely cut off, and only seven hands are left to fight.

In contrast, the Duke of the Demon Realm, Hain, should be regarded as the least injured one, although he was also pierced many times when he was attacked by the rain of treasures, he used some kind of strange power to deflect most of the power, and only a very few treasures with the "must hit" attribute hurt him.

As for the white goblin Lekutoru, he had disappeared without a trace, and only gave the three ancient god-level demons one last hint before disappearing.

"Try to stay away from the black-winged swordsman, recover from his injuries and gather in the north. ”

"It's a big loss now.,Originally, I wanted to taste the taste of the supreme god witch.,It turns out that it's a little heavier.。 Becias licked the part of his injured arm, still looking obsessed with the loot that should have been.

"Forget it, there is still some hope if you are really here, this stand-in is impossible, it is better to wait for the next opportunity, this injury is not easy to deal with. Just thinking of the rain of treasures, as an ancient god-level demon, Hine felt thrilled, even if he had all kinds of weird stand-in methods, he still couldn't completely dodge the bombardment of those countless treasures.

The treasure trove of Babylon is worthy of being one of the strongest fantasies in human legends, and the obedient sword is one of the very few divine swords that can kill ancient god-level demons in seconds.

The name of the Demigod Hero King has even been heard of in the Demon Realm, and it is enough to be comparable to any peerless king of the fantasy species. If it is changed to the level of an ancient god-level demon, it is a figure like the king of the demon world.

Being able to kill such a human is an achievement worth boasting about, even for an ancient god-level demon. Although most of the human race is extremely weak, in terms of the highest level of strength, the human race does have an amazing quality that is equal to any race, which is the biggest reason why the human race can finally become the lord of the continent.

The Twins of Destiny, the demigod hero king, the dragon warrior, and the surviving owner of the Feather Thunderwhip are all famous figures known even to the Demon Realm.

A strong man is a strong man, no matter what race he is, this is a universal law in any world.

But maybe there will be a new name on that list.

Black feathers fell from the sky, like an omen of death, bringing an incomparably cold temperature to the three ancient god-level demons on the run.

"Do you want to leave?" There is no trace of "human" temperature in the golden eyes, only boundless coldness and loneliness.

Those eyes, leading to the infinite depths of darkness, which is the end of everything, the place called "death".

(To be continued)