"They, the heirs of the Sword of Calamity, are going to imitate a kind of ending power?" Cohen raised an eyebrow, "Imitation? Does that mean there is a prototype of this power to imitate?"

"Archetype," Jeddy thought for a moment and nodded, "yes, so to speak—to imitate a supernatural power that is a prototype. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Cohen frowned and groaned:

"Extraordinary power?"

"This is what we called the power of the end a long time ago, so," the warden wondered, "the supernatural power of the prototype appeared before the end of the war, that is, at least seven hundred years ago?"

"Longer, much longer than you think. Jedi took a breath, recalled the discussion with the other inheritors, and said lightly:

"The 'archetypes' you speak of have appeared from the time of the kings to the time of the Ancient Empire, but the most famous record is recorded at the apex of the first civil strife of the Ancient Empire - there was a possessor of the extraordinary power of that 'archetype', who led his troops into the Triumphant City and cut off the head of the Supreme Emperor. ”

Chop down ......

Emperor......

Head?

Cohen's mouth opened wide in surprise:

"Emperor? You say it's a weak final empire, and I still believe it, but it's a great ancient empire! Why doesn't history class say anything about it?"

"During the two dynasties of the Empire, the emperor was assassinated more than once, and there are two successful examples alone, as for why you don't know why you are a nobleman......" Jedi smiled smugly:

"First, due to well-known reasons, there are not many historical materials left in the stars of the two generations of empires, and if you want to find the most complete historical materials, you have to go to the Rise and Fall Pavilion of the Night Dynasty, or here, the truth library of the End Tower;

Second, after all, the Bright Star Royals are descendants of the Carousser Family, and even if they knew this, do you think the High King would happily put 'The Emperor was beheaded by the army' in the books?"

"Back to the point," said Jedi as he sat down cross-legged—this was Shao's way of sitting cross-legged, and compared to his other kneeling style, which Jedi felt was particularly master-like, he patted his sword:

"I heard that the guy who killed the emperor relied on the extraordinary power of this mysterious prototype to defeat almost all the opponents of his era, and even the mage had to be careful when he met him. ”

"All the opponents?" Cohen asked in surprise, "What is the strength of this archetype?"

"I don't know," Jedi frowned, "It is recorded in Crassus's own notes that the greatest characteristic of that supernatural power is that it has no characteristics. ”

"No features?"

Jedi spread his hands and said irresponsibly: "Anyway, that's what Crassus wrote a hundred years ago." ”

"That's not right," Cohen frowned and doubted, "If this transcendent power is really so powerful, wouldn't it have been studied and practiced by everyone for more than a thousand years, and now it has become the most popular finishing power?"

"yes, why hasn't it been widely circulated? that's what's weird," Jedi said with a mysterious look on his face, "We've figured this out." ”

Cohen raised an eyebrow, crossed his arms and didn't ask.

In the end, Jedi gave him a blank look, but he still couldn't help the desire to "talk", and said:

Crassus's notes are vague, but there is a clear record of the awakening and ascension of this power—a joint study between him and another lineage of the time. ”

Cohen stared at him curiously.

Jedi spoke softly, spitting out verse-like words with a distinct Far Eastern color:

"Through life and death and transcendence, through survival and death to reach the peak. ”

Cohen glared and opened his mouth, shaking his head twice.

I don't understand.

Jedi sighed, "Our usual finishing powers, including the four primordial transcendent powers, must be awakened by unremitting swordsmanship and combat practice. ”

"However, this 'archetype' cannot be awakened by practice, nor can it be improved by proficiency," Jedi narrowed his eyes mysteriously:

"As the power of the end, it can only be ...... when the owner is in danger of dying and dying."

"There's a chance of awakening. ”

Cohen's eyes widened.

"It transcends through life and death, and reaches the peak through life and death - it can only be awakened in the realm of mortality. ”

The vast library of truth is full of silence.

After three seconds, Cohen's mouth opened in disbelief: "No, so the people who have this archetypal finishing power are all ......"

"Hmm," Jedi furrowed, also full of suspicion and confusion, and spat out a few words:

"People who have experienced death. ”

Cohen grimaced his abdomen, where the wound pierced by the Calamity swordsman of the Blood Vials seemed to be still aching.

Jedi said with a complicated face: "The awakeners of this archetypal ending power are very few lucky people on the battlefield - they can only awaken if they are seriously injured to death, and I guess that most of them died of injuries shortly after awakening." ”

"For example, you got your throat cut and didn't die right away, and then you awakened this power, and then with the recovery power comparable to that of a dragon, repaired the wound and stood up alive?" Cohen frowned: "It doesn't sound like something that humans can do."

The vigilante shook his head in disbelief...... He could not understand the meaning of this power.

"But it showed up after all. His teacher bowed his head.

"I have another conjecture, and Shao agrees with me on this," Jedi slowly uttered his reasoning as Cohen watched with bated breath:

"The stronger the strength, such as the Extreme Realm at the Super Level, the more stringent the conditions may be if you want to increase this finishing power, the requirements for the 'Mortal Realm' will be more intense, and the mortality rate will be higher - that's why Crassus wants to imitate it, not copy it. ”

Cohen sighed, "I guess that crazy and violent aura is the sequelae of this 'death-seeking' power?"

Jedi nodded: "So even if the lucky ones who survive, after getting this kind of power, if they want to improve and become stronger, they must go through more tragic death experiences again and again...... In the same way, very few people survive, others ....... ”

"So," sighed Jedi:

"It's simply not going to be widespread. ”

"Don't you think it's a contradiction!" Cohen raised his hand on the ground and protested, "Wake up, go to death! If you want to become stronger, you can also look for death!"

"Hehe, being strong doesn't have to be for survival," said Jedi Tafner, the Arctic inheritor of the Ending Tower, chuckled, "Don't underestimate people's determination to become strong in their pursuit of power. ”

"Isn't Crassus, the 'Sword of Calamity', an example of this, why do you think he would emulate such a high-risk finishing power?"

Cohen frowned.

Strength?

Getting stronger?

Raphael......

What are you for......

Cohen touched his head and remembered a question:

"In addition to the Emperor Slayer, are there any other records of the Awakened One, and who was the first Awakened One in history?"

"Didn't I tell you?" Jady scratched his head indecently, and if Director Lobik were here, he would recognize this head-scratching posture that was almost exactly the same as Cohen's: "We went through all the books, and Shao even went to the Rise and Fall Pavilion of the Night......"

"Its first suspicious account appeared during the period of ignorance, when a badly wounded sixteen-year-old soldier awakened an unattainable supernatural power during the period of obscurantism, when the Predator King's world-famous 'Last Line of Defense of Mankind' awakened a supernatural power that could not be improved, and it became a joke for a while. The second time appeared in the period of kings, on the eve of the battle of the saints, a mortal-level eighteen-year-old infantry warrior returned alive from the siege of the orcs, and then mastered the extraordinary power and became a super-rank. ”

"I guess, aside from 'going through death,' and they're all young," Cohen scratched his head, "you still haven't found anything, have you?"

Jedi stared at him for a long time.

"No, we did find something. Jedi mused:

"These people have one thing in common. ”

"What do you have in common?" Cohen immediately came to his senses, his eyes wide open.

"Remember the guy who cut off the Emperor's head? we have the life of the Emperor Slayer," Jedi sighed, "He's a knight, and he's a Northlander, too. ”

Cohen looked confused.

Jedi narrowed his eyes: "When he was still a boy, the knight master he served died, and there was no one to teach the emperor killer all this time......"

Cohen shook his head, "So?"

"So, the Emperor-killer ......" Jedi exhaled:

"I've only learned the only basic set of swordsmanship. ”

Under Cohen's curiosity, Jedi's eyes radiated:

"Sword of Origin of Extraordinary Power......"

Cohen reacted, his eyes widening in shock until he couldn't get any bigger.

Jedi gently gripped the hilt of his sword and spat out a single word:

"Northland military swordsmanship. ”

―――――――――

Tails looked up.

"If I die here, a war between Exeter and the stars will surely break out," he said calmly, "and the stars will have to worry about themselves, let alone invade across the oceans." ”

"Two hundred years in prison have taught me one thing," the vampire gently tightened his cloak, his bumpy figure made it clearer and more seductive, but his tone was more terrifying: "Power in your hands is the greatest wealth." ”

"Don't underestimate the temptation of power," Serena said indifferently, "it can drive people crazy." ”

"Do you know how many casualties this will cause?" Tails asked calmly.

"Yes, precious lives, bloody sacrifices," Serena sighed seeming sadly, "but as the Far East says: great generals, on ten thousand corpses." ”

Tails raised his head, his eyes resolute: "Life is not a toy for you to knead, ugly woman." ”

"Don't call me that, I'll be angry. Serena said softly.

Tails ignored her: "You don't have that qualification, no one has that qualification. ”

But Serena didn't talk to him anymore, just said slowly: "It's finally successful." ”

Tails wondered.

But the next moment, he understood!

He suddenly realized that he couldn't move.

Tails suddenly broke out in a sweat.

What's going on?

Tails tried to slice his hands behind his back with a piece of wood, but his fingers stiffened!

"Generally speaking, it only takes a few seconds for the 'paused gaze' to deal with a weak person," Serena walked up to him without paying attention, and took the piece of wood from his hand under Tails' startled gaze:

"But you really deserve to be a descendant of the emperor, and it took me so long to pause. ”

"Compared to my sister, this is a skill that is not very practical in battle. Serena sneered.

"Why do I want to talk so much nonsense? Do you think you're the only one dragging your feet?" Serena said coldly, "Every second I talk to you makes me sick, little ghost. ”

Tails looked at Serena with a pale face, but her neck was extremely stiff.

Serena smiled slightly:

"Are you ready for your death?"

How could it be...... Such?

Tails was slowly able to move, but his biggest hole card had been lost.

His heart was filled with remorse.

If I had just ......

No!

He suddenly woke up.

It's still too late!

Tails gritted his teeth and a few words popped out from between his teeth: "Ugly...... Face...... Po ......"

Serena no longer concealed her expression, revealing hatred and disgust.

"Damn imp, I really want to suck you dry......"

Tails' heart moved.

Right.

Come and suck my blood.

In that case......

Serena brought her face close to him and sniffed deeply as if she were smelling a delicacy, her slender eyelashes brushing his eyebrows.

But Serena didn't get what he wanted.

"Don't worry, I won't let you bleed to use that ability...... It's a pity," Serena stroked his face and blew softly in his ear: "I still told the truth......"

"Your blood is really replenished. ”

The next moment, Tails was strangled by Serena's neck and lifted in the air!

How is this posture again!

Tails cursed in his heart!

He couldn't breathe air again.

Serena sighed.

"Do you think I'm happy to pretend to be a little girl who speaks and can't bear to be coquettish to you with a lot of disgust?"

The next moment, Serena's eyes turned cold: "Or, do you think I will really wait patiently for you to ascend the throne, and then wait for your gray hair to give me a painless mercenary to restore me to the throne?"

Her hands tightened and tightened!

"Little sister Céline?"

"How dare you call me that, I've lived longer than all your ancestors combined!" she said viciously, almost crushing Tails' throat.

"For your rudeness," she said coldly...... "I will let you taste the pain of the brink of death." ”

Tails kicked and thrashed in pain.

But his hands were still tied behind him, and he couldn't even do a useful struggle!

It's off—he thought bitterly.

"A long time ago, Hesta told me that there was a warlike Great Khan of the Kithri tribe who once said this to his best allies. Serena looked at Tails' struggle indifferently and said coldly:

"I give you to die without bloodshed. ”

―――――――――

"Oh! that stupid 'beaten swordsmanship' that has been in decline for thousands of years?" Cohen suddenly slapped his palm:

"I thought that since three thousand years ago, during the 'Battle of the Saints' of Qugur during the reign of the Kings, we completely defeated the orcs, no one practiced it anymore!"

"Be respectful!" though many of the sword moves were meant to defend against orcs and dragons, which seemed childish and ridiculous in later wars," Jedi straightened up, earnestly and solemnly.

"But after all, it is the 'Sword of Origin' of transcendent power, since the four primordial transcendent powers were born from it, then what is the possibility of it giving birth to a fifth alien. ”

"So, we can deduce the necessary conditions for the awakening of the archetypal terminating power!" Cohen reacted, frowning.

"Yes," Jedi nodded solemnly:

"First of all, you have to be very young, maybe over twelve, under twenty, and you can't have any finishing powers. ”

"Secondly, you must have a complete foundation for the inheritance of the Northland military swordsmanship. ”

"Again, and most importantly, you have to experience death, but you can't die right away. ”

"Finally, you must have, as you say, dragon-like, the strength to recover from mortal wounds, to ensure that your awakening will not be the last of your life. ”

"Then, you recycle the process. ”

The inheritor glanced up at the sky outside the glass.

The sun is almost setting.

He remembered the silent sword-carrying figure

"I'll find that power.] 】

[No matter how hard it is, what price it takes.] 】

If this is my way. 】

Jedi Tafner lowered his head and sighed:

"But it's impossible. ”

There was a long silence.

"Teacher, the finishing power of this 'archetype'," Cohen's face was solemn, and this time he was no longer big or small, but used honorifics: "Is there a name?"

Jedi paused, and he nodded slowly:

"Yes. ”

"The Emperor Slayer gave it a name. ”

"The ancient Myojin Church legend says that when people die, if their souls do not return to the kingdom of God, they will go to hell. ”

"At the pass of hell, in front of the abode of the Seven Great Sovereigns, there is a dangerous and terrible river flowing on it, on which is a treacherous ferryman, who rows all year round, and is responsible for bringing these dead souls. ”

"The river is called...... Prison River. ”

Cohen's heart darkened.

He had heard the legend.

Maybe...... More than just legends?

"So, when you see the river of hell, you see death. ”

"But the Emperor Killer believes that there will always be people who have souls that even the Prison River does not want to collect, and the ferrymen of the Prison River will send them back to the human world. ”

"They saw the river of hell, but they returned from death. ”

Cohen's eyes widened.

Just listen to Jedi word by word:

"Therefore ......"

"The power of the end that comes from returning from death......"

"It was called ...... by the emperor killer"

"The sin of the River of Hell. ”

――――――――

Tails struggled with his hands tied behind his back,

His blue lips trembled, and he struggled and struggled powerlessly in front of this unparalleled strength.

Every pore on his body exploded goosebumps under the tremendous pressure, the bones rubbed hard due to the tight joints, the blood pooled on the surface of the skin, and the heart beat faster and faster under the pressure.

Venus and darkness blurred in front of him.

Between the mouth, nose and air, there seems to be a huge layer of glass blocking the breath.

His trembling grey eyes watched Serena's hand grow tighter and tighter.

Tails was still struggling, his legs kicking and pounding, trying to break free from the desperate and dark shadow of death.

But his eyes were getting darker and darker.

Until all vision is lost.

His brain activity became harder, harder, and slower due to the lack of oxygen.

His thoughts began to lose clarity.

His memories began to crumble, overlapping with countless fragments.

His heart was beating more and more frantically, trying to pump more oxygen to his brain.

But all in vain.

Until the only heir of the Kingdom of Stars, Tails Bright Star, no longer struggled.

His eyes rolled to the top edge, his legs hung limply, his shoulders slack, and the silence was silent.

Serena smiled with satisfaction.

The sun is setting, and night has fallen.

Tyers Therland, Jana Kessel, Bright Star.

He's dead.

――――― (end of book) - I lied to you -

(To be continued.) )