Chapter 8: The Great War of the Three Realms
This scene of secrets sealed in the depths of history flashed out in the mind of Long Night at this moment, as if Long Night was a white and flawless shadow, watching him all the time by his side, understanding his pain and joy.
But as the river of memories flowed, Long Night's self-consciousness not only did not disappear, but became more sober. Now for Long Night, it's like reading a book, watching others grow and live in this book, and even the initial sadness is dissipating little by little and becoming indifferent.
Until the long night saw the ending, the strange picture that I saw in the fantasy realm of the Beiju Reed Demon.
The pitch-black stele reaches into the sky, and the sky is swirled with black clouds. Countless demon clan spiritualists and human clan spiritualists embarked on a journey of death, blood stained the sky red, and the whole world was covered with blood.
The strange and terrifying army in the black clouds rushed out, and the blood-red eyes of the black cavalry legion, like a bright sword like falling snow, stepped neatly across the sky. The ghostly black-clad wizard wields a giant skeletal scythe and grabs the sky like a crow. Behind them, armies in black clouds poured out like black tides.
The most terrifying thing is the king who pulls the cart with nine black dragons, his entire body is hidden in black armor and dark smoke, and he walks calmly among countless armies, exuding supreme demonic might.
Every word he spoke, his voice roared like thunder, full of fear and the power of despair, making everyone who heard it tremble.
The nine black dragons were the same as the black dragons that woke up from the long night, with black iron-like scales and iron faces, dark blue eyes showing a ruthless color, and huge mouths spitting out golden lava from time to time.
At such a moment, the demon clan spirituality and the human race spirituality fought to the death in such a war, and no one retreated. The sounds of fighting, screams, and shouts converge together, like a sad song, a lamentation of prosperity and decline.
"In this age before the gods have come, the demon is invincible!" the dark demon lord stood up from the dragon cart and looked at the ants in his eyes, and let out a thunderous roar.
He raised the black scepter in his hand, and a thunderous voice came out of his mouth, as if he was calling, and the whole sky burned with black flames, enveloping the entire battlefield, as if he had come to hell.
Both the demon clan and the human race spirit felt that the spiritual power of the whole body seemed to be exhausted, and the body became more and more weak, while those dark warriors were more powerful and attacked more frantically.
Gradually, seeing that the army of the demon race and the human race was gone, and gradually about to be defeated, the army under the demon lord became more and more courageous, and the dark clouds filled with the army, almost obscuring the entire sky.
The Demon Lord's black, iron-faced eyes erupted with fiery red flames, and a burst of laughter erupted.
"Hahahaha, since the death of the Dark King, all of you people in the Dragon Teng Continent have become ants? Too weak!!It's really more humble than ants! Looking at Longteng, who of you is still Lone's opponent! Will the immortal king bear loneliness?"
"I come once in ten thousand years, your welcome is really not warm enough! Didn't you shed enough blood back then, ants, let you witness the power of demons!"
The demonic energy behind the demon lord continued to condense, and a wave of madness that swept the world poured out, and the black clouds in the sky seemed to be even thicker.
"The black sun is coming!" A round of black sun slowly rose from behind the Demon Lord, the black sun rose, and gradually became larger, endless black light emanated from the black sun, and the entire Dragon Teng Continent could see the rise of the black sun, this apocalyptic scene made countless people's spirits on the verge of collapse.
Under the black light of the black sun, this Dragon Continent fell into a gloomy dead air, as if it had been deprived of its vitality in an instant.
The flourishing trees withered, and the green leaves turned yellow and then withered. Fell to the ground and turned into dust
In the clear water, the fish suddenly died, and floated on the surface of the water, and in an instant the water became turbid
Death gradually spread throughout the Dragon Continent, and as long as the black light shines, death will appear there.
The Demon Lord dragged the black sun in the sky with the king chariot pulled by Nine Dragons, sprinkling the light of death all over the dragon.
It seems that everything is over like this, and the consciousness of the long night is very vague Looking at this picture, he is very puzzled, what does this have to do with Bai Wufang?
At this time, a white light suddenly appeared in the heavens and the earth, bringing a glimmer of light to the entire dragon and a glimmer of hope to countless people who were struggling in despair. Nine white dragons soared out of that white light and rushed towards the black sun.
The flame in the Demon Lord's eyes burned even brighter. "It seems that Longteng still has a backbone ant?"
He swung his scepter, and a thick pillar of black light shot out of the scepter. A black aura of qi wrapped around the pillar of light and blasted towards the white dragon. The nine dragons were shrouded in pillars of light, and a series of explosions suddenly rang out.
People who had just had a glimmer of hope felt that they had entered despair again, and just stared blankly at the sky, hoping for something.
After the pillar of light dissipated, a burst of dragon roars roared, and the nine white dragons took off unharmed, and before the demon lord could react, the nine dragons had already flown in front of the black dragon cart, and the nine black dragons also roared and roared, biting at the nine white dragons.
However, the nine white dragons flew apart to surround the dragon chariot, and then exploded in an instant, the white dragon seemed to be a white dragon-shaped sun, countless white lights were dazzling, drowning the entire dragon chariot and the dark sun in the white light, and the roar resounded through the sky.
Suddenly, all the people were stunned, whether it was the demon race, the human race and the demon race who were fighting fiercely, or the people on the Dragon Continent who were paying attention to the war, they all looked at the sky blankly and were at a loss.
No one could have imagined that the mighty Demon Lord would be defeated in one move, and the terrifying power filled with dazzling white light made everyone tremble.
But before it was over, a golden object was thrown out of the white light, and it flew towards the place where the dragon cart was.
But he said that the white light dissipated, and people saw the dark demon lord standing in the sky unscathed. However, the dragon chariot and the black sun are gone, and must have been destroyed.
The Demon Lord raised his head to the sky and roared, and the demonic flames on his body skyrocketed. His anger made him lose his mind, and he let the ants make him suffer such a great humiliation. The black scepter turned into a trident in his hand, and he prepared to fight it himself.
At this moment, the golden object that flew out of the white light continued to grow in size in the air, and when it descended on the Demon Lord, it had turned into a pagoda carved with nine golden dragons like a mountain.
The pagoda shone with golden light, enveloping the Demon Lord, and then pressing down heavily, the Demon Lord struggled to escape the pagoda, but the pagoda seemed to freeze the space, and could only move at a slow pace.
"Boom!" The pagoda suppressed the Demon Lord heavily on the earth, standing tall, shining with golden light, like a golden lighthouse on this black earth full of death, guiding the direction of light.