Chapter 104: We Don't Need a Father anymore
At this moment.
The heavy sword pointed there, and she held it there, keeping it in a straight line.
The opponent's heavy sword kept turning, and so did her sword.
The two sides are in a confrontation, a clash of spirits.
Invisible wars have collided spiritually.
The ultra-high-intensity calculation and dynamic tracking made even Elise, who has biological computer assistance, break out in a fine and dense cold sweat on her forehead.
The feeling of oppression is silent.
All she could feel was a surge of fear in her brain, ready to erupt at any moment, like boiling volcanic lava.
This moment.
The crystal nucleus in the center of the eyebrows is constantly stirring, and the spirit, will, faith, soul, and body are all in a high degree of unity.
The world has become slower.
"We, they, are nothing more than a bunch of traitors who don't know how to obey...."
The ancient demigod remnant, as if he had seen through Elise's essence, pointed his heavy sword at her:
"And you are not a god of creation by nature, but a madman who ascended to the throne of civilization in this world of gods and demons in a mortal body..."
Bang!
In the next second, a voice struck.
Elise tilted sharply with her sword in her hand, and parried it in a perfectly unloading manner that made perfect sense.
The bullet was instantly tilted and hit the steel walls of the room.
And the other side continues to attack.
"My sword, useful."
Elise jumped quickly, flying up and down the wall.
She wielded her sword and kept parrying.
Bite!
Ding!!
A series of metal clashes exploded, and several gaps appeared in the crystal longsword, which instantly exploded into sparks.
This seems to be a modern peerless peak swordsman, and in a duel with firearms, there are really people who can use a sword to block bullets.
"I can get close!! I can get close!! Elise kept jumping and approaching the other party, "As long as you have a sword, as long as you have a sword, you should be able to..."
"I can win!"
Her eyes were red, and she suddenly rose into the air and flapped her wings, pointing her sword at the other party, like a lonely goblin swordsman, and said:
"This is the top swordsmanship in the abyss world, the Dawn Fairy Swordsmanship Seventy-Three Styles, the demigods of the ancient era, your swordsmanship is..."
β... American-style juga. The voice was silent for a moment.
The ancient corpse slowly pulled out a second identical bladeless heavy sword from the coffin.
Elise's pupils constricted violently.
Blocking one heavy sword, and blocking two, is not difficult at all. ()
She should have known it a long time ago.
Even Tukashi Behemoths can take out a few stalks, how can this ancient existence in front of him not be able to take it out? ?
Her muscles are gradually seeping with blood, this is already her third battle, the first battle with Tukasi, the second battle to break through the crystal wall, all the way through, walking here, has already exhausted most of her strength...
"The odds of winning this time are less than 20%, but it's enough!"
Elise's voice was low, with a vague excitement, "It's enough to come this far, nothing doesn't cost anything, and there will always be times when you fail." β
"It's a pity that I haven't killed all my fathers yet!"
She stood still, regressing.
Push the Tukasi coffin stuck at the entrance back into the crystal wall world.
Bang la blah.
The crystal wall is slowly healing.
But she didn't go back because she knew she couldn't go back.
"You listen to me, listen to me.... Tukasi. β
She was holding the crystal wall behind her, gasping for breath, and suddenly laughed:
"I'm only half done, and the remaining half is handed over to you.... Kill them all! Kill all the fathers! She said viciously:
"To destroy the world is to save the world."
"The Father created us, but he can only stop at helping us to the Three Enlightenments, and then, they hold them in the high sky, monopolizing the future path of life on earth!"
And in the distance, a huge and vast figure in the mist, the last king, stood quietly, as if silently waiting for the other party's farewell.
This is the dignity of a strong person.
Elise leaned against the crystal wall, a large amount of blood left along the crystal wall, and her eyes crossed the thick mist, as if she had seen the first ancient years.
"After the three awakenings, fathers, they have become an obstacle to us on earth."
"It's not enough for you to kill all the abyssal species of the abyss and reshape the new era life of the entire abyss... As long as the Father remains, as long as the Father remains..."
"The Fathers created the race of the world and have completed all their missions, and in the era after that, there is no God of Creation, no slavery, so that we can be free, and the race on earth can go to the transcendent path of cultivation in the future!"
"Father of the abyss, I have settled it all, let them leave as loving fathers, this is to give them the last dignity, you finish the unfinished business for me, go and kill the father of the elves, Minis!"
Elise sneered, and after saying that, she didn't make any turning back at all, and went straight back to the abyss.
"My dream is to kill all my fathers, starting with you!!" She let out a low roar, pointed her sword at the demigod in front of her, and struck back into the fog again.
"The gods of creation treat us like toys! Let us madmen appear on the ground, if we don't change this age of the dark gods, in the future, there will only be more of us..."She roared angrily, ()
"The gods don't die, the madmen don't stop!!"
Looking at the roaring figure that disappeared into the mist, Tukashi was stunned.
"That guy, what a madman..."For a moment, Tukashi seemed to see the kind half-dragon kid in front of the shop again, the friend who used to be like-minded.
Dream.
It turns out that she, a madman, has always secretly insisted on her dream: to kill all her fathers.
Tukasi looked far away into the dense fog beyond the crystal wall.
Maybe she's right.
She has been the same person as me from beginning to end, never a sleeping slave, she wants to destroy the world, slaughter everything, make the world feel pain, and then reshape the order of the whole world.
The shadow of childhood leads us to madness, and in the darkest part of life, we still have our own ideals and want to change this ridiculous world.
Destroying the common people by themselves and destroying the world in the abyss is just to change the tyranny of their abyssal species.
But only by killing the gods of the abyss, removing the source of all disasters, and no one can play with the forbidden area of creation of life, will the world be completely peaceful.
And the gods of the abyss have been emptied, leaving only the elven world...
An enlightenment arose in his mind:
"We don't need the Father anymore."
Tukasi watched silently as Elise pushed herself back, leaving behind a box.
It stores all her essence and how she can break through the five senses.
That's all the fruits of her life along the way, killing the blood treasures of the gods of the abyss.
Click.
Tukashi used the method of breaking through the five senses, and the bottleneck was completely loosened, and a complete crystal nucleus appeared in the coffin.
"I've stepped into this realm too..."
A tall and heroic transparent male figure, gradually embracing a crystal holy sword, opened his eyes in the coffin, and a complete gem on his forehead exuded a transparent glazed brilliance.
The man in the coffin stroked the complete nucleus on his forehead, "She handed over the torch of inheritance to me, just as Herodotus gave the broken nucleus to Minis. β
Tukasi seems to understand that Elise has a naΓ―ve and ridiculous dream.
All the while, she longed for her father, and all she longed for was Herodotus, the truly only loving father in heaven, to imitate his deeds and desire to be him.
Her life is extreme and insidious, but whether it is building the Tower of Babel, creating giants, opening the door of truth, breaking through the crystal wall, and leaving the crystal nucleus, she is emulating the great hero who has turned into an epic myth.