With the appearance of the huge throne inside the portal, on the vast plain that had been shrouded by a continuous sea of fire, a dazzling light suddenly pierced the sky, and the red earth was abruptly cut into another color.

It was a bright morning sun, a brilliant golden light.

The dark and twisted portal that had been created by the demons seemed to be purified by the fierce light rising from the fierce light, and the dark light was gone.

With the throne held at their feet, the newborn demons writhed in discomfort, trying to hide their bodies in the only remaining darkness to escape the scorching heat and heat of the morning light!

Faintly, someone seemed to be chanting in the void:

The great morning star, the bright son of the morning.

You who have fallen from heaven and who have conquered the nations will return to heaven and exalt your throne above the stars of God.

Sit on the hill of the party, at the very end of the north.

Equal to the supreme.

Oh great morning star.

“.”

Listening to the voice in the dark, and the figure that always remained elegant while sitting on the throne, but couldn't help but hold his head high, Zhang Ke just. It's a little embarrassing.

The scorched earth beneath his feet was picked and picked up, enough to fill a man-made lake, and the sand piled up between his fingers.

He is not a man who has never seen the world.

From the Dragon King Temple on the bank of the Daming River, to the Earth God Shrine in the Western Regions, and even later. This way to the present, although there are not a few hatreds and curses, but most of the time, Zhang Ke enjoys basically boasting and pursuing.

To be reasonable, that is, the time point he crossed several times is not very appropriate, otherwise why can't he mix up a few poems of Li Du?

Compared with Kyushu's euphemistic and atmospheric singing method, this arrogant way of appearing at the moment is undoubtedly too low-grade.

It's like carrying a stereo on the subway and playing it loudly: My surname is Ma, and my name is Ma Niu X.

Although it was not so embarrassing, it had the same effect, especially when Zhang Ke heard that the straightforward poem was recited by the son of the morning star, not the arrogance of the Great Monarch, and the original embarrassed eyes were mixed with a bit of inexplicable weirdness.

The legend of the Morning Star, Lucifer, is not unfamiliar to every Kyushu person in later generations.

Anyone who has watched a little comics, movies and television works will know this fallen angel.

God's most trusted archangel, but because he was so confident in his beauty, wisdom, and strength, that he became so conceited that he began to yearn for the honor and glory that belonged to God alone. This pride represents the actual beginning of sin in the universe – before the fall of human Adam.

Lucifer was first given as the name before the Devil fell, and is said to be the early church father before the Middle Ages. The real dawn star Lucifer should be a derivative of folk mythology. There are similar legends in Canaan, Egypt, and Persia. The Canaanites believed that the Dawn Star was the god called Helel, and because they were jealous of the glorious sun god, they rebelled, which ended in a crushing defeat and was thrown from the sky.

Regardless of the legend, the final outcome of this thing is defeat and fall from the sky.

The point is that after he lost, God or the sun god did not kill the dawn star, but almost connived at him to carry the banner and fight with a group of original sins in hell, thinking about rebellion all day long

Maybe it was the familiar look in Zhang Ke's eyes that stung the other party.

The light of the morning light, which had almost separated the world from the sea of fire, suddenly dimmed, and although it was still bright, it added a touch of darkness to its essence, black and white, like a fluid.

Just making eye contact makes people feel a chill from the heart.

"I know you, the giant god from Kyushu, who previously contributed to the fall of gluttony with the Killing Star, making the already empty hell even more desolate."

"Hell will aside, in a way, I may have to thank you myself for sharing the authority of Hell with one less waste, so that I can go one step closer to my great cause."

"It stands to reason that you have given me such a rich reward, and I should also share some of the benefits to you, since you want to be a savior, then this world will be given to you, but, you shouldn't, you shouldn't take the soul essence (true spirit) of those demons, the will of hell is angry, and I can't do anything."

"Leave the essence you have collected and read it in your previous love, and I can use this world as a stepping stone for you to make a name for yourself, otherwise. I will disassemble your flesh and blood, break your bones, forge your bones into my new throne, and when I drive that damned old man off the holy mountain, I will take the throne forged by you and conquer Kyushu! ”

Morning Star should now be called the Maharaja—arrogant, staring at Zhang Ke who stood in the distance in the tyrannical sea of fire.

The dim morning light and the rising waves of flames came and went at the midpoint of the two sides, like hot oil and cold water, and the fierce blasting burst of flames blew the already devastated earth even more to pieces.

But no matter whether Zhang Ke is arrogant or arrogant, he chooses to ignore the impact of the aftermath of the dual method on the local environment.

Anyway, it's not their own territory, and the landlord hasn't said anything, so why should they care.

On the contrary, Zhang Ke originally wanted to discuss how Lucifer became arrogant, and he was still quite curious about some of the secrets in this transformation process.

Although the practice of revealing people's scars is not moral, he has an inexplicable attachment to this kind of mythological epic that has been circulated on the earth, as for the myth of Kyushu. Well, it's too early to say.

I am not strong, but if I am strong, there will be changes!

But after Zhang Ke listened to the arrogant words, he suddenly lost the mind to talk, and he wanted to let himself hand over the nearly 10 million true spirit fragments, and the fraud was not so ruthless.

If the reason doesn't make sense, then it can only be resorted to force!

As Arrogant waited impatiently for a response, he saw the giant on the other side suddenly move, and with a snatch of his hands, he lifted two strangely shaped peaks from his side.

If you look closely through the burning sea of fire, you can see what kind of mountain peak it is, and it is clear that it is two huge weapons.

In just an instant, Arrogant knew that his negotiations with this strange Kyushu giant god had broken down.

But it was nothing, and in his long life, he had seldom been able to settle matters through verbal negotiations, except for those things that had been asked of him, and the stupid and unwieldy fellows did not seem to understand the great sons of the morning star, and what an honor it was to be willing to talk to them!

After all, we still have to do it.

Anyway, this angel throne has been used for thousands of years, and it has long been tired of it, compared to the huge body of this Kyushu giant god, the throne forged from bones alone is much grander than the current one, not to mention the attention that will be enjoyed by returning to hell after the matter is completed.

Unless those two wastes can also kill a Kyushu giant god of the same size and identity, otherwise, they will never be able to be equal to themselves!

With the transformation of his arrogant emotions, the light that emanated from his body, which maintained a certain black and white nature, was now completely transformed towards the dark side, and the sea of fire that connected to the heavens could not fully illuminate the distorted depths of darkness.

And at the moment when the darkness took shape, the magnificent battle axe that was pulled from the ground had already slashed down, and in a brief moment that could not be measured by units, the battle axe was wrapped in a tyrannical force that was enough to tear the earth and directly into the depths of darkness.

In an instant, as if an inkwell had been knocked over, the condensed darkness suddenly exploded.

The darkness condensed like a fluid, along with the fragments of the portal, flew out in all directions.

In the direction the tomahawk was pointing, the cold, pitch-black throne was split in two, the smooth cross-section refracting the crimson light from the surroundings, and beneath the blade of the tomahawk, a black wing was struggling to resist the tyrannical force from overhead.

Out of expectation, the opposite side is clearly a god from Kyushu, but in the hasty contact, Arrogance didn't feel the power of the authority to which the god belonged.

In other words, what was smashed on himself was almost pure physical strength, and there were some calamities mixed with it, but it was not much.

He couldn't understand, where did you, an authoritative god, come from such a powerful physical force?

But apparently, reality didn't give him much time to think.

Under the axe, the pure gold long sword forged by arrogant metal was knocked aside at the moment of contact, and the violently trembling arm was very reluctant to even grasp the hilt of the sword, let alone counterattack.

In a hurry, he could only gather the wings behind him to resist this tyrannical killing from the top down!

As the price of hastily responding to this blow, the eight black wings on his back flew under the chisel of the axe's blade, and a deep scar penetrated all the wings, and the blood flowing down his head like a stream, drenching him through.

And the remaining strength smashed the pitch-black throne under the arrogant feet into the earth.

As the throne fell apart, the countless demons that held the throne below also became a mixture of flesh and blood.

"Ahh

At the same time that the ground was brutally impacted, and a huge basin appeared in the unsupportable earth, a scream of pain was faintly heard in the distance behind Zhang Ke.

"Crunch!"

In a tooth-aching scraping sound, the blade of the axe stuck in the wings was forcibly pulled out by Zhang Ke.

In the process of lifting it again, because of the merging of the axe blade and the wing skeleton, he was almost lifted together under the easing arrogance!

Fortunately, he woke up from the suspicious situation in time and forcibly pulled himself out, so as to avoid being treated as firewood and split stiffly.

But Rao is like this, when the bloody arrogance looked up and re-examined Zhang Ke, he inexplicably felt that some changes had occurred in the other party, and it seemed to be a little shorter than before?

Reducing the size of the body will be more conducive to the use of strength?

But why didn't the weapon change the size of the weapon in the same way, and still maintain the previous size, and . Witnessing the tomahawk raised again, and then slashed down again neatly, even the blood on his face could not hide his arrogant flushed face.

How dare you, how dare you be so arrogant!

"It's just a sneak attack, how dare you be so arrogant, the giant god, you are killing yourself!"

Zhang Ke's simple and straightforward behavior has caused the arrogance of the now lonely person to fall into a deeper anger.

His roaring voice was as piercing as a domestic dog convulsive in the dead of night.

And with the increasing rage, the handsome appearance of human beings can no longer be maintained, the delicate snow-white skin is torn apart by the agitated flesh, the bright red muscles are exposed and rapidly multiplied, and the white bones pierce the flesh and quickly form a layer of snow-white bone armor and wings on the surface of the body.

Before the change of form was complete, the sky overhead was shrouded in a shadow that obscured the sky.

In the midst of the raging storm, the blood-stained battle axe slashed down again!

Reality is not a special drama, there is no almost BUG transformation invincible frame, who watched you open the second form?

If you want to transform, take this round first!

Although the tomahawk is still the same as before, because the slash at the previous moment failed to solve the opponent, the Ganqi who has obtained a layer of special effects has a new change in strength and weight.

The arrogance that he didn't know about this, continued to choose to meet it head-on.

No one had ever made the great Morning Star take a step back, not the old man who had risen high in the sky at the beginning, and neither could the arrogant giant god now.

Although now, his own power has not been fully released, but with only a brute force, he has not been able to kill himself before, and now that part of his power has been liberated and he has become more powerful, how could he fall under the axe of this arrogant enemy.

Raising the golden sword wrapped in white bones again, a slight contempt appeared in the blood-red eyes of arrogance.

When your power is completely liberated, it should be the moment when the situation reverses, Titan God, cherish your last moment!

In less than a moment, the flesh and bones on Arrogant's body were still deriving, and while his body was even more deformed, a steady stream of dark power was also pouring into the golden sword of white bones.

The dim morning light rises over the horizon again!

But in the next moment, the light fell!

At the moment when the two weapons came into contact, far more tyrannical force poured directly into the arrogant body along the raised long sword, and the stalemate lasted only for a moment, and the arms could not support the huge force, first the white bone armor burst into fragments, and then the arms squeezed and burst out countless blood, clusters of splattered blood, shooting on the ground and even exploding a house-sized hole.

Accompanied by the breaking of the overwhelmed skeleton in both arms.

After that, the situation is a long-term drive.

"Boom!"

With enough tyrannical force, even the remaining tomahawk could not chase the falling figure, and the arrogance from hell smashed into the ground like a falling star, and directly penetrated the scorched ground, all the way down, non-stop drilling.

There is a wonderful sense of relaxation in the head that breaks through quickly.

In a trance, he seemed to see himself holding high the banner, rushing up to the heavens with countless demons, occupying the holy mountain, sitting on the highest throne with a crown on his head, and the Lord bowing down beside him

The fantasy that once stayed in a dream seems to have become real at this moment.

But why is there water flowing on his face, why are the bones of his whole body crying out in despair, such a dream scene, and the body is in pain as if it was rebelling?

"Ahhh

The fierce roar from the deep pit of the earth, under the constriction of the narrow cavern, the rising waves of air even pierced the sky obscured by dark clouds, and the long-lost sunlight sprinkled on the broken earth.

And farther away, on the front line of the battle against the demons of hell, the demons who were originally as fierce as chicken blood, suddenly weakened.

Not one or two, but all demons.

This scene made all the players look at each other, and some couldn't figure out which one was going on.

However, although they are surprised, the killing of their men is non-stop, just kidding, at the last moment before the dungeon is settled, what ideas can be discussed afterwards, but the rewards can't catch up with the final settlement if you don't hurry up!

The few players who are eligible to take the quest but do not participate in this carnival are staring at the same health bar as bungee jumping in a daze.

Unlike other players in the carnival, because of the problem of strength, these low-level demons are punished, and these high-level players are punished by experience, and the war points are also twice as different as those of other players, and the bonus is less than 0.8 times that of others, so there is no need to participate in this carnival.

In contrast, they are more interested in the arrogance of the Maharaja marked as a boss.

It's just that when they followed the direction of the map and went all the way, they were still more than a thousand kilometers away from the battlefield, but the way forward was blocked by a burning sea of fire.

The terrifying flames that tyranny and destructive forces were mixed together, and even the gods could only cringe, how could they pass through without harm.

I'm afraid that it won't take a while to walk in, and I will be able to go to the urn and stay.

The idea of rubbing some assists and brushing up on rewards is undoubtedly a failure, and the flames that pass through the sky block their sight, and they can't even watch the game, what else can they do except be in a daze?

But even from the sidelines, the battle situation in the depths of this sea of fire is particularly terrifying.

It seems, like, maybe just flat A twice?

Or two spells, no A out of the third hit anyway.

The arrogant blood bar was directly refreshed twice.,One form is completely empty.,The second form that opens the rage is also less than one-third of the blood bar.,Although on the boss's dense status bar,They also seem to see the opportunity to change the form that is still retained.,But judging from the current situation,It seems,It seems that fighting the boss really has nothing to do with them?

"Boom, boom!"

A continuous, dense roar rang out from across the plains.

Topographically, perhaps it would be more accurate to call it a basin?

As Zhang Ke, who received traditional education in Kyushu, he didn't know what chivalry was, and after his arrogance went deep into the ground, he didn't even give him a chance to get up and regroup, and the tomahawk in his hand slashed down one after another.

The slightly sunken earth formed an endless abyss in a matter of moments.

However, the arrogant life bar is unexpectedly long, should it be said that he is worthy of the prince of hell who has an affair with heaven?

Three axes in a row, one heavy slash at a time, but still able to retain a breath, in the short time when the tomahawk turned, this thing also took the initiative to drill into the depths of the earth.

(End of chapter)