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From a secular point of view, a successful revolution requires timing, military strength, and a sufficiently rotten system. Although the monarchy flourished for more than 2,000 years from the beginning of the Fourth Age to the Fifth Age, Russell the Great had already demonstrated to the world that what seemed eternal was not truly indestructible through the blood of the royal family of Sauron.

After all, the blade of words in the meeting is no match for the real sword, and the devout believers will overthrow the throne that has lost the support of the gods. The archbishop of the Church of the Eternal Sun, the supreme deacon of the Church of Steam, and the demigods and half-humans were still discussing whether some of the systems in the latest legal code of the Intis Empire were not reasonable enough, whether they were too concerned with people and despised God, but the next second, the emperor, who was tired of his pretentious attitude, took the initiative to tear up the hypocritical peace. The talks have collapsed! The first note of the movement of destruction is played, and the undercurrents of disillusionment and discord finally bear ripe fruit.

The angry sun poured out on the supreme palace of the world, and God ushered in the twilight.

The whole of Intis was a little darker at this moment, and the White Maple Palace was so bright that it seemed as if the sun had set on the ground. The light fell from the sky, turning into spears and arrows, but the trajectory of the law was distorted and fell into the shadows. The ground roared, with the occasional metallic sound of mechanical gears, and a few minutes later, a fire erupted in a corner, and the sound of gunshots, shouts, and metal clashing quickly spread the panic.

"Someone set fire to the door of the royal hall!"

"The inner sanctum is on fire! Guards! Guards! Come on, people, go put out the fire! ”

Edward reached out to stop one of the anxiously running guards, and asked him quite naturally, "Aren't you going to take part in the battle?" ”

"What are you talking about, Lord Earl?" The guard's face showed genuine trepidation and doubt, and then his expression became calm and sophisticated, and he looked at the person in front of him with deep and old eyes that had become deep and old in the blink of an eye, and laughed, "Of course I will participate, but the best time for me has not yet come, aren't you the same?" ”

"Dealing with Adam is a laborious task, and to be honest, his purpose is halfway accomplished, and I really don't want to support His Majesty."

Naturally, the demon has no virtue of loyalty, and abandoning his old friend and boss is a matter of words, and he doesn't even raise an eyebrow.

Zarathu pondered the truth of this sentence, and secretly speculated about how much strength the Abyss Angel still had, and what unimaginable means he used to defeat the virtual personality of the tentative sequence one in the spirit world. He did not reply, and the two angels raised their heads together, and looked through the clouds and the curtain called the sky, and went up into the vast astral plane.

The scorching sunlight enveloped the pitch-black throne, and even though time and space were distorted, there was still an occasional glimmer of light that pierced the Black Emperor's realm. The torrent of knowledge is surging in the astral plane, accompanied by mysteries from the past, leaving a conceptual imprint in the sky that will not completely dissipate for a hundred years. With all sorts of bizarre star trajectories in the sky, it is conceivable that future generations of occultists and astronomers will frown at the record of this day. The rules were rewritten, and His words became a new code of law here. The existence of a true god is a long way from a true god, not to mention that there is still a gap of more than a thousand years between them.

Russell went to the astral plane, and he should know that the "Emperor" is the most invincible existence only when he stands on the earth.

It seems that He is still sane.

The "Black Emperor", the embodiment of rule, the law-maker. Surrender to His people is the unit that makes up His body, and the city is the internal organs. The majesty of the emperor flowed in the blood of his subjects, and the army marched on the road like blood rushing in the veins, radiating the emperor's prestige from the seat of the throne to the edge of the earth. When everything is condensed by a certain law, it is the truly unique "Black Emperor"! Even if Russell hasn't really taken that step yet, it's definitely not far away.

The King of Decay pondered quietly. Analyzing the situation from the shadows: Russell tries to escape the effects of pollution with real death, but he does not know that the pollution of the fallen mother goddess cannot be washed away by a single fall; Russell still has a human conscience, and he left the earth on his own initiative, not wanting his death and battle to cause pollution to spread on the earth, and the gods would be happy to see it.

The people of the Sauron family took advantage of the chaos to rush in, they had planned it for a long time. The noble people in the panic have gloomy expressions, and their hearts are fluctuating.

Edward saw a familiar face in it, but he was not prepared to pay attention, he was waiting for his goal.

Suddenly, he felt an imperceptible force fall on him, and the Declining King immediately reached out and grasped the ethereal sense. He followed this fleeting connection into the distance, and saw a blonde-haired priest writing in his notebook with a quiet smile on his face in a park that was very different from Intis's. Then, before the priest could cast a puzzled gaze, he withdrew his gaze.

Adam.

Adam again.

why are you always ?

The King of Decay, who easily avoided Adam's scrutiny by virtue of his person, snorted, and his emotional thoughts were palpable with impatience. Then he disappeared, spiraling down the steps of the void of consciousness into the most hidden bottoms that even the dreamers could not detect. Adam was ready to influence the Abyss Angels, and in order to be able to act according to the other party's script in the most natural way, the Decaying King decided to play with him with dignity.

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The Black Emperor sat on the throne, his huge figure like a giant tower linking heaven and earth. His form was dark and deep, and in the shadows floated disorderly chaos and distorted laws. He is not yet a god, but he is undoubtedly an emperor, and the frenzied flood of knowledge, the eyes that peep into the truth, and the shadows of order form his mythology. He looked down on His Kingdom on earth from the clouds far from the dust, and the throne was at the same height as the sun.

Russell was unsteady, calculating how long he could hold out, but not to survive but to die.

The gods of steam and machines watched from afar, giving the eternal sun a little support and protection from time to time. Bonova disappeared first, and Russell just glanced at the perfect place before he almost couldn't control his anger and let the pollution in his body explode in advance.

As he wrestled with the gods of the eternal sun, steam, and machines, the war of angels on the ground began.

"It is reasonable that the angel of the abyss is victorious in the battle of the spirit, which also makes his mental state problematic."

"The angels of light of the Church of the Eternal Sun have descended, and they have long had a grudge against each other. The promotion ceremony requires coupled with the fact that judgment is not as good as before, so it is reasonable that the demons will not leave in the first place, but will hide and look for an opportunity to kill the other party. ”

"Zarathu could feel the twist of fate."

……

The angel of the Church of the Eternal Sun had already begun to fight with the surviving Sages under Russell the Great, and excluding himself, the current theoretical supreme combat power did not show anything, and he had already stepped into his own realm, the illusory abyss that had been simulated. But Zarathu could feel that the other party was not going far, but was surrounded by a ring, not caring how the saints were damaged, just waiting for an opportunity.

Zaratul frowned, and immediately understood something, his right fist slightly outstretched, hesitating to use the spirit thread.

Benjamin Abraham is struggling to hold on, and with the ability to seal and open doors, he has repeatedly navigated the spirit realm to avoid deadly attacks, but defeat will not be too long. And the Angel of Light pierced through the Holy One who stood in front of him with a sword, and his eyes full of light looked at him. With just one glance, Benjamin was like a heavy blow, convulsing violently and spitting out two mouthfuls of blood, he lost even the ability to think in an instant, and could only watch as the angel raised his sword again, ready to kill him too!

The Angel of Light struck his sword again, but at this moment, a fierce wind struck behind him, and a huge black shadow spread its wings in the wind, and the bloodstained black-red claws went straight to the back of the Angel of Light. He, he, they all heard an indescribable roar, violent and eerie, and all kinds of hallucinations appeared uncontrollably in front of their eyes, and they fell into their most fearful scene in an instant!

"Ahh

The illusory whisper of a full moon echoed in Benjamin Abraham's ears as he fell to the ground in agony, scratching his cheeks frantically.

The Angel of Light paused for only half a second, shouting praises to the sun, and the sunlight at his side seemed to turn into physical blades, levitating and spinning around him, peeling the scales and spurs from the demon's body like a meat grinder. But the pain was nothing to mention to the demon who was killing him, and he didn't stop it, and in the face of the increasingly serious injuries, he let the blade claws cut off the other party's ribs, and his sharp fingertips almost touched the strong, beating heart.

The failure to reveal the mythical creature in time deprived the Angel of Light of his chance, but he was undaunted and twisted his body violently, causing his opponent's wrist bones to snap in a "click". Filthy words continue to be spoken, and the negative effects of "death", "chaos", "fear" and so on never stop, most of which are blocked by the angels of light with chants and blessings, but a few still fall on him. His sword light also ploughed out the demon's body, and the deep scars of the bones were visible, and the flesh and bones that fell one after another in the short fight were also burned by the golden flames, and after a short period of drifting, they turned into extremely hot light rain.

The light of the solar path is the nemesis of all evil, ghosts, and filth, and the angels of the Holy Light fly as lightly as falcons, severing the bones of the bat's wings, causing the huge wings to hang limply, and the blood of demons boiling into red steam, but everything that touches it develops demonic characteristics in an instant. Soon, the sword of light pierced through its chest and pinned it to a building, leaving only the hilt behind, and the demon's body burned with blinding golden flames.

"Got you, demon."

A cruel smile appeared on the demon's hideous face, "No, I finally caught you." ”

One of the corpses closest to them suddenly opened their eyes! The threads of the spirits that had been lurking before were no longer hidden, and they twisted forward, swooping down like snakes on the two entangled angels. But the moment those pitch-black threads were about to touch the Angel of Light, they suddenly all reversed direction and pounced on Edward! The tip of the spirit thread pierced into the demon's body, and just ten minutes ago, this body had just become Zarathu's secret puppet once, and he was very sure that he could control the other party in an instant!

He chose to help Adam.

In an exotic park, Adam quietly prepares to bring an end to the end.

The demon's eyes quickly lost their brightness, and the claws that had almost crushed the heart of the Angel of Light froze and gradually loosened, while his vital point was pierced deeper by the Sword of Light, already piercing through his back. But at this very moment, a word came out of His throat at a slow pace:

"Fate...... Fortune! ”

It's a charm! But what kind of spell it is not yet known. Zaratul immediately raised his vigilance, only to see that in the next moment, all his spirit lines were out of control, and they were withdrawn from Edward's body and fell on the body of the Angel of Light at a faster speed. In the blink of an eye, the Angel of Light showed symptoms of sluggish thinking and slow reactions, and the situation changed in an instant, and he fell to the bottom - it was the "Stealer" spell! With the worm of time as the raw material, the fate of each other has been reversed!

Before Zarathu could do anything, the demon pounced and bit off the part above the waist of the Angel of Light.

His body was torn apart, but the angel was not immediately dead, so the clawless claws grabbed his falling body and threw it into his mouth. The sharp teeth of the interlaced spears slammed together like a floodgate, and Zaratul could clearly hear the sound of brittle bones and short screams, and the terrifying mouth of the angel-level demon had a bite force comparable to that of a dragon, and in an instant, the body of the hostile angel turned into a pulp mixed with bone residue, and swallowed it.

Adam's hand suddenly paused in the air, as if the writer had lost his inspiration.

Having slain the enemy, the demon fell backwards violently, gradually losing all of its inhuman qualities in mid-air, and by the time it landed, it had taken on the form of a normal human. Edward Vaughn allowed his shattered body to roll twice on the ground, and the massive burns from the piercing abdomen tended to spread. Suddenly, He sat up sharply and stared at Zarathu.

Zarathu vanished from place in an instant.

So Edward fell again—or rather, he was actually the "king of decay." Adam's influence did cause some confusion in the consciousness of "Edward Vaughn", so he was imprisoned and sent to the depths of consciousness by him at a critical moment, and then released after a while. If He hadn't taken over the body, he would never have been able to make a final killing, and everything would have been as Adam had hoped.

He lay on his back, covered in blood, looking at the sky.

"Hey." He was bored, "Why isn't Russell dead?" ”

From the time he supported Roussel to become the Black Emperor, the gods hidden under the skins of humans waited to see how the great Archon Gustavus would bring about his own demise. - It seems like a good thing now. The king of decay thought to himself, although I have not been a servant of God, but I have been a courtier many times, and the most efficient way to destroy a king is to let him have everything.

Behold, Your Majesty! If you want to expand your territory, I will offer you victory and a silent city, you want stronger power, and I will not hesitate to fulfill your wishes, money, glory, capital for foreign wars, I have given you everything you want, is it my fault that you finally rebelled and died miserably? Of course not! Although this is undoubtedly a gift from the devil, are you a sinless human being who readily accepts it?

The time had just passed for about two minutes, but the Black Emperor of the Star Plane had already shown a downward trend. And the Eternal Sun, who had been unaware of the devouring of his angels, finally showed his rage, and instead of draining Russell's spirituality in a calm manner, he attacked like a storm. The god of steam and machines remained tepid, but he had no intention of letting Russell out alive.

At this moment, the time had come, and Russell's movements suddenly stopped for a moment, and his chest cracked, and a full blood-red moon cracked!

Russell was powerless to suppress the pollution in his body. When the sun was at its fullest, the clouds on the horizon began to burn, allowing the declining king to dig up a passage from the Bible from Edward Vaughn's memory: "...... The sun had come up, and the LORD had sent fire and brimstone from the LORD in heaven to Sodom and Gomorrah......"

The latter couldn't remember clearly, and he didn't bother to think about it, and continued to quietly watch this brilliant and great destruction, watching the firelight break through the distorted laws and shadows, and the torrent of devouring knowledge and star tracks swallowed Russell, without making any sound, tens of thousands of degrees of flames burned, violent shockwaves swept across the astral boundary, and the barriers of space trembled slightly, as long as a trace of spirituality overflowed, dozens of kilometers of the material world could be turned into charcoal.

The black figure wearing the crown and armor also became a silhouette in the flames, as if blown away by the wind, and disappeared. The death of an emperor should be so solemn and grandiose, reminiscent of the frescoes of the fallen gods or the collapse of towers that connect to the sky.

The voice of the god of lamps suddenly sounded in his ears, reminding him to hurry up and fulfill his promise, and the king of decay was disgusted with the quarrel and hung up the call.

Regardless of the consciousness of the god of the lamps that thundered in the spiritual world, the King of Decay sat up from his pool of blood, and he hurried to see Russell for the last time. He was looking forward to Russell's death, and he had been in high spirits since the opening, but after watching it, he immediately felt that he didn't want to move, and he always lacked interest in what was about to die.

He found the unburned Russell in the ruins of the side temple, and he carried on him the concept of "burning" directly from the sun, which was much more refined than the fire set by the hunters. The fire had engulfed the house, and the footsteps kept spreading like in the distance. Russell fell to the ground, he was not dead, and his body was covered with scorched marks and red fissures large and small, like the changing phases of the moon, like a blink of an eye. The pollution of the fallen mother goddess will not let him go, and will continue to chase him to the grave.

How can a sinful soul sleep in peace! Roselle Gustaf, the moon of calamity has long left a deadly pollution on your soul, and you are bent on death, but you do not know that you will not be able to be resurrected smoothly as you wish.

Perhaps it was his undisguised presence that Russell, who was still breathing, moved his eyelids and looked at Him—first vigilantly, then suddenly confused, and finally Russell's eyes suddenly turned into deep shock and disbelief.

"You ......," he recalled the mocking look in his eyes as he temporarily regained his lost memories under the influence of the pollution, "yes...... You! ”

"Yes, it's me." The King of Decay generously confessed, and he even leaned down and said softly and briskly, "Thank you for your continued suspicion and performance, all right Russell, go die, you will not succeed in resurrection." ”

After all, he completely lost interest in the Black Emperor, and didn't even wait for the extraordinary characteristics to precipitate before getting up and leaving (anyway, even if he took it away, it would be useless, Adam suffered a big loss this time, and he would definitely come to find trouble). He stood up straight, closed his eyes, and opened them again, as if he had gone through a deep sleep, and a smile reappeared on His face, changing back to "Edward Vaughan."

TBC

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*I suddenly found that there are still some recommended votes from QQ reading. It's really a discovery of a new world.,But there's no comment on QQ reading.。

* Decay: You'll be next, Zarathu!

Zarathu: Abominable ...... (Teleport and run.)

Decline:? Roar, not to rob while the fire is burning, but to turn around and run away, then let's stay a little farther away...... (Falls.)