Chapter 62: Apocalypse (1)

The Nautilus rushed into deep water by inertia and rose at great speed, shattering the ice on the surface.

They drove through the ruins into a wide, underground river topped by ice-covered cave tops.

The rock walls on either side are covered with rough frescoes that appear to have been painted with mineral and plant pigments.

The shallow waters and ice at the edge of the dark river are littered with shipwrecks of various materials and styles.

Ocean-going sailing ships, whaling ships, steamships, research vessels, large rafts......

Ship parts of all kinds piled up in the river, slowly rusting and rotting in the cold caverns.

The Nautilus did not have time to linger, and continued to sail as fast as possible to the end of the Dark River, where a blinding flame of speech was erupting.

What catches everyone's eye is a transparent pyramid-shaped iceberg, surrounded by dozens of giant icicles with a diameter of more than three meters.

More than twenty white-clothed people stood on the ice floe and sang high-level words at the same time, blasting towards Leviathan on the sea.

They looked to be only about fifteen years of age on average, their pupils were dangerously molten gold, and their bare skin was covered with purple-black veins.

Anastasia's clones activate the remote control device and inject them with the Black Snake's serum while injecting themselves with a triple dose.

With the genetic technology they have mastered, if they can obtain the Black King's Holy Remains, the Evolution Sect will become the absolute master of the half-breed world from now on.

She vibrated her blue-black dragon wings and pounced on the Leviathan, restraining the Dragonlord's movements before the next round of Spirit Bombardment.

"Your blood...... How could there be a smell of him? ”

Leviathan dodged an attack, his eyes showing a hint of confusion.

At this moment, the traces of the "snow" belonging to the Inuit girl on her body have been left less than one percent.

Long memories were flooding into her brain as she woke up. Gulveig, this is her former name, in the era that belonged to the Black King.

Hasn't the rebel dragon king, her brother, been killed yet?

From his standpoint, it is not an accident to give his blood to the mongrel.

"Did he send you to kill me?"

Anastasia did not respond to Leviathan's doubts. She couldn't understand what the other person was asking.

After all, in the eyes of evolutionists, the black snake is just the object of decades of experimentation and research.

Leviathan flicked its claws at will, and a huge wave of sails in the dark river blocked the attack of the princess clone.

Slender and sharp ice spikes condensed in all directions at the same time, cross-blocking, like a cage.

Pierced by multiple ice spikes, Anastasia slammed into the ice and pulled out the ice spikes from the wound and threw them at the dragon king, but it was impossible for water or ice to hurt the Leviathan.

Leviathan's strength is regaining and growing every moment.

There are no large organisms in this dark river, but there are microorganisms and algae that are resistant to low temperatures, and there are several extinct volcanoes scattered underneath the water.

She can quickly absorb huge amounts of nutrients through water bodies, prompting the injured body to heal and strengthen quickly.

The clone hybrids clones in white began another round of verbal bombardment. Thunder and lightning, flames, wind blades, noises, indiscriminately covered the Leviathan's position in the high-pitched dragon chant.

The Leviathan unleashes huge waves in a confined space, condensing cascading waters into an impenetrable shield of ice.

Her spirit power was also at the strongest level among the first generation species, and it was not difficult to fight against dozens of high-level killing spirit spirits alone.

Rumble!

The continuous loud noise behind him made Leviathan's expression change suddenly. She leapt out of the sea and flapped her wings with all her might, flying towards the iceberg.

The younger version of Rasputin, taking advantage of her pindown, planted and detonated a huge amount of high-energy explosives on the side of the pyramid.

The artificial, iceberg islet was blown out of a large gap, and the ice began to crumble and collapse in pieces.

The black Delta-class submarine fired the rest of its weapons at once, blocking the Leviathan's return to the rescue.

"Go on!"

The technician detonated the explosives in another place, and huge fragments of the iceberg flew in all directions in the explosion.

The size of the entire iceberg was reduced by nearly half, and it was torn apart almost from the very center.

Replaced by a normal iceberg, after two rounds of extremely terrifying explosions, it has long been reduced to slag, and only this kind of spiritual creature can still maintain its shape.

A dragon-like creature flew out of the smoke of the explosion, holding a badly worn dark gold box, scarlet blood oozing out of the cracks in the box.

The dragonized Rasputin landed at the top of the iceberg, gathered the dragon's wings, and felt the vibrations of a heartbeat coming from the box.

There is no cage that can trap the devil, and He will return.

The clone of the priest easily tore open the box with its claws, and the alchemical realm inscribed on it was now corroded to the point of vulnerability.

No, from now on, he is the new Rasputin. He was the most powerful of them all.

Rasputin held a beating mass of flesh covered in fine black scales and pale golden reticular veins.

He stood at the top of the broken pyramid, looking down at life on the ice of the dark river.

The clone hybrids of the Evolutionary School, the young elite of the Secret Party, and the Gattusos who were robbed of the Black King's egg by him. There is also the first Leviathan.

From this moment on, he will ascend to the pinnacle of evolution, above all of their lives.

"Don't just devour the Black King's egg. You're going to get out of hand, too. ”

Anastasia in the distance reminded. They had investigated the cases of the fusion of the half-breed and the Black King's relics in history, and direct devouring would inevitably lead to loss of control and death.

"Not including me."

Rasputin struggled to maintain an elegant and charming smile so that his expression would not be distorted.

"You've always wondered what my spirit is. I named it the Rhythm of Blood.

It is one of the highest-level bloodline spirits, and it has given me the ability to perceive the composition of dragon blood. How to weaken the toxins of the dragon's blood, how to remove the ingredients that affect the spirit, I have long mastered through the study of the black snake. ”

In Rasputin's eyes, the law of blood is a gift from heaven, the most perfect spirit of speech. The possibilities are endless.

For hundreds of years, he studied his own blood, then searched for and studied other hybrids, and finally the pure-blood dragons.

A variety of reagents extracted from the dragon's blood allowed him to obtain more than a dozen strange abilities and become an "immortal demon monk".

Rasputin explained as he pressed the Black King's egg to his chest. Thin fleshy tentacles sprouted from the crevices of the scales, piercing the priest's body.

He spread his dragon wings and felt the supreme power flow into his body through the medium of dragon blood, staining his blood a pale gold full of divinity.

Rasputin observed the lower creatures on the ice, intending to observe the awe and trepidation in their eyes.

But this is not the case.

There was fear in their eyes. But it was a kind of horror, like seeing a sudden, incredible sight.

Rasputin focused his gaze on Anastasia's pupils and looked at the reflection in her eyes.

The crumbling iceberg is like a broken mirror.

In the mirror, a blue-gray grim reaper is reflected.

Death looked at him quietly, swinging the scythe in his hand.

Rasputin saw the Grim Reaper, but he did not have time to react.

The scythe swings out of the ice mirror, harvesting life in an instant.

Before the priest could reach the pinnacle of evolution, his body was broken into four pieces, and the Grim Reaper pulled out the flesh of the Black King, which had just begun to fuse, from his cracked chest.

His blue-gray scales resembled faded armor, and he rode a corpse-guarding dragon with a withered torso, swords and spears stuck in its back.

His eyes were closed, his wings were crumbling and withering, and his forehead was drawn with ominous patterns of blood.

The figure of the Grim Reaper is terrifying and sacred. When the people of the academy faced Him, there was only indescribable horror in their hearts.

"Li Wuyue, how can it be ......?"

The team left the Nautilus and stepped onto the ice in the Dark River, keeping their distance from the Gattuso's personnel.

Caesar saw ghosts literally in broad daylight. Li Wuyue was beaten out of the dragon bone cross at that time, and the dragon king had to abide by the basic law when he was resurrected.

"No, he is Odin's Heroic Spirit."

Odin's imprint burned hot and burning in Chu Zihang's brain. This brand has never been so hot as it is today, like a reddish soldering iron.

Caesar was a little hard to believe. Can the strength of the Heroic Spirit reach such an exaggerated level?

Holy! Holy! Holy!

Long Wen's chant is grand, low, and muddy.

Carols came from the iceberg and reverberated in the Leviathan's sanctuary.

Holy!

The pure white eight-legged Pegasus leaps out of the mirror, its burly body draped in gold and silver heavy armor, and it is the heir of Sleipnir.

The Pegasus riding the white dragon holds a large red bow and wears a silver crown with a strange and twisted shape, and two arcs of light looming behind it. One round is like the golden red of the sunrise, and the other round is like the silver of the full moon.

He didn't take arrows, but drew his bowstrings with all his strength and shot them at the Evolutionary soldiers.

The invisible bow pierced through all the fields that stood in its path, slicing through flesh, ice, and steel.

The side armor of the black submarine was pierced by an arrow, cutting a rift more than two meters long.

"Then I saw a white horse, and he sat on it, with a bow, and a crown was given to him. And he came out, and he was victorious, and he was victorious. ”

Caesar suddenly thought of something, remembering the words of the book of Revelation.

"The knight on the white horse, who represents conquest and victory, is also believed to represent the Antichrist."

Chu Zihang also reacted.

"Represents the knight of the gray horse of death, but khloros can also be translated as green."

This is completely consistent with Li Wuyue after his death.

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse in the book of Revelation, the white of conquest, the red of war, the black of famine, and the blue (gray) of death.

The one who was supposed to be a knight of war was the red dragon Konstantin.

And the Black Knight, a symbol of famine and despair, has not yet appeared.

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