Chapter 1233: The Body of the Abyss

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Looking at Alan who was wrapped in the rising fog and fire, the past was vivid in his mind.

When he got Alan's location coordinates from the woman, Stark believed that fate was on his side. But the series of events that happened after that, when I think about it now, I feel like being thrown further and further away by fate. I think it was definitely a good start to meet Howson when I first came to Paradise Star, and it was even a good opportunity to learn that Allen went to Fort Flame.

But Tangleo also went there at that time, and the emperor could hide it from anyone, but he couldn't hide it from Stark who was at the same level. What's more, there were other strong men besides Tangleo under the Flame Castle at that time, so Stark revised his plan and attacked Tangleo instead and let Alan go temporarily. With his character of making decisions before taking them, such a change is perfectly normal.

At that time, Stark didn't think there was anything wrong with this plan. He attacked and killed Tanglio, helped Howson to the top, and then borrowed the power of the empire to eradicate Allen. In his opinion at the time, this was the safest method. But if he knew the events that happened afterwards, maybe Stark would change his previous behavior and attack Allen directly under the Fort of Flame.

What happened afterwards made Stark lose the initiative bit by bit. Until now, Alan is still standing in front of him alive, and has already stood on the same level as him, which makes him have to believe in the power of fate.

That invisible mighty force is abandoning him and choosing his brother in front of him instead.

This is unacceptable to Stark.

"I'll fix it," Stark said in a voice he could hear.

Momentum skyrocketed.

There was a strong airflow in the air under Stark's feet, and then arcs of light appeared beside him. Each arc of light was a crack in space, and the breath that escaped from it made people have no doubt about the energy contained in it. Allen thought that the opponent was about to attack, but Stark took a breath, and one of the arcs of light flashed towards him, sinking into his body for a moment, and a gleam of light flashed in Stark's eyes.

"I didn't expect that I would have to arm you, Alan. I thought things could be simpler, but you are indeed on the same level as me. I have to admit that you are worthy of my all-out effort." Opponent." Another arc of light sank into Stark's body, and his momentum rose again, and the man also fell to the ground and was suspended in mid-air. Stark opened his hand and waved towards the arcs of light around him, and more and more arcs of light continued to sink into his body: "Ancestors, the posture of the dark king... You have given me too many surprises. But my People don't like surprises, so today, I will use all my strength to kill you. I am... the darling of fate!"

The whole space vibrated.

As if being cut by an invisible blade, around Stark's body, the space split up and down, and four huge cracks more than ten meters long and a meter wide appeared. Looking in from the crack, it was a colorful and grotesque subspace. The subspace that drifts between the material world and the void is filled with source forces that are completely chaotic and violent, and they have no attributes at all.

No, or chaos and fury are attributes of space origin force. After the four huge space rifts opened, Stark took a deep breath, and from the space rifts flowed out colorful surges of origin force, which fluttered and rotated in the air like beautiful ribbons. The front ends of these smooth silks submerged into Stark's body.

There was a muffled bang, and the robes, armor, shoes and other foreign objects on Stark's body emitted wisps of light from the inside out. The fibers of these foreign objects are disintegrating, they fly up like thousands of butterflies, and are washed and annihilated by the continuously dissipating source force tide. After all the coats disappeared, Stark's body exposed to the air emitted colorful lights. He was like a glowing human-shaped light bulb, and every strand of hair was desperately emitting strong light to the outside world.

Allen said "Huh", in his perception, Stark has been transformed into a pure form of energy. After absorbing a large amount of space source power, his whole body is like a space crack.

"The body of the abyss..." Stark said. At this moment, his whole body has turned into a ball of human-shaped light, only his eyes remain the same: "My body is a subspace, and this is my weapon. It is also my... strongest attitude!"

After speaking, his whole body flickered. When it reappeared, it was already in front of Allen, as if space and distance were meaningless in Stark's eyes. His speed can no longer be described as fast, but similar to teleportation. Flashing in front of Allen, Stark punched him out. The glowing fist pierced through the fog, and Allen raised the Red King, but saw a mocking look in Stark's eyes. Then the front of the fist passed through the Red King and was reprinted on Alan's body.

Amidst the muffled sound of Yu Lei, Allen nailed his feet into the ground, but was still slid back by the punch.

The hustle and bustle is everywhere.

With this retreat, he withdrew half a meter.

When he stopped, the corners of Alan's mouth oozes bloodshot with flickering fire.

Stark shook his hand, and the flames on his arms gradually disappeared.

"It turned out to be like this..." Allen wiped the blood from his mouth casually: "You transform yourself into an energy form, so tangible things can no longer hurt you. But it seems that you are not immune to the impact from the source force Ah. I wonder if you're immune to them too?"

He pointed at Stark.

The two Baidi swords flew away in a twirl, and they turned into two pale streams of flames and shot straight in the middle.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Stark's figure flashed and appeared in mid-air.

Allen sneered, and he had already responded with actions. Even if he transformed himself into a subspace energy body, Stark still didn't dare to be hurt by the Baidi sword projected by his spirit. With a thought in Alan's mind, the two Baidi swords suddenly exploded, turning into billions of star fireflies and roaring away. In Stark's eyes, he seemed to see a supernova explosion. The whistling star fireflies spread all over the space, he flickered several times in succession, but still part of the fluorescent light penetrated, so there were tiny gaps in Stark's human-shaped glare.

He snorted, and the gap was filled and healed by energy again. Stark raised his head, his figure flickered, and he kept darting towards the sky. After a few flashes, he was already suspended at a height of 100 meters. Allen looked up at him, and the white fireflies flying all over the sky also flickered and floated up. From a distance, they looked like dandelions blown by the wind.

"What is the real power of space?" Stark stretched out his hand and said, "It's not a crack in space, Allen."

He clapped his palms together, then slowly pulled them apart. Ribbons of energy rose from the palms, rotating in opposite directions. The energy in Stark's palms rotated faster and faster, and finally a black spot appeared in his palms.

"That's..." Allen narrowed his eyes.

The black spot expanded rapidly, and it could be seen that it generated a huge gravitational field, which was absorbing the energy released from Stark's palm. When it finally stabilized, there was a black ball of light the size of a basketball on Stark's chest.

"The answer is, black holes!" Stark said, "This is the real power of space, Alan, although I don't know what happened to your two swords. But even light cannot escape from black holes, and your two swords Can the sword do it?"

He raised his hand and threw the black light ball down. The black ball faced the white fireflies flying all over the sky. Countless white fireflies floated towards the black light ball as if being pulled by invisible hands. , was continuously sucked into Stark's artificial small black hole.

Stark let out a sneer, and his figure flickered.

Allen didn't even respond, he had already been punched in the cheek, and was blown away by Stark who appeared beside him. He flew upside down for 100 meters, inserted the Scarlet King into the ground in mid-air, and then stopped himself. But when he raised his head, there was no sign of Stark in front of him. With a violent impact behind him, Allen couldn't help but bounced into the air, but Stark dodged behind him, bent his knees and flew him up.

Stark let out a long laugh, and his figure flashed again, appearing above Allen's head. He raised his foot high, and a volley spin kicked Allen down again. Just like that, Stark flashed one after another, attacking frequently, so fast that Allen didn't even react.

Another powerful punch.

Allen flew back, about to smash into a mountain bag, but his body stopped suddenly. It turned out that the neck was pinched by a hand emitting strong light, and the sudden stop caused a dark wound in Alan's body. Stark's eyes were full of smiles: "It's over."

A strong light lit up in his palm, and a mass of berserk energy was about to vomit.

"Really?" Allen suddenly looked down at Stark, and in the raised spar between his brows, the vertical lines in the center suddenly lit up with vermilion fire. The flame instantly filled the crystal, Stark subconsciously turned his face sideways, and a blazing red light shot out from the crystal, brushed Stark's cheek and disappeared instantly.

I saw an intermittent red light appearing on the ground. One end of the light was at the spar between Allen's eyebrows, and the other end fell to the ground more than ten kilometers away.

A fireball suddenly rose, and the light in the entire space became extremely dim. The full and intense red of that fireball became the only color in this world.

Then came the earth-shattering explosion.

When Stark turned his head, an umbrella-shaped thick cloud was slowly rising on the distant land!

"This is..." Stark turned around in surprise.

Allen's voice came from the mist: "Don't you want to see my original ancestral blade? This is my original ancestral blade, the gaze of destruction!"

Destroying Gaze, the killer move under the posture of the Dark King, the skyfire beam blasted from the diamond-shaped crystal, causing chain damage to the things it touches from the atomic level, even Stark's current energy form is not immune The devastation wrought by the destructive gaze. This ability can be regarded as an advanced version of the Seed of Destruction, but it is more powerful, and the conditions for activation are not as cumbersome as the Seed of Destruction.

"Is this the original ancestral blade?" Stark lost his voice: "I have never seen such an original ancestral blade!"

In the universe, there are far fewer top powerhouses who choose the ancestral route than dominators, but Stark has also seen a few. But their original ancestral blades are all some kind of weapon, unlike Alan's original ancestral blade, which turned out to be a raised spar on his forehead.

Allen said indifferently: "Your armament is also rare."

There was another red light in the mist fire, and Stark could already feel a little bit of astonishing heat on his face. He didn't dare to neglect, his figure flickered, and he let go of Allen and went straight into the air more than ten meters away.

Under his feet, another beam of light flashed, traveling thousands of kilometers away intermittently, creating another wave of terrifying explosions.

Forced to open Stark, Allen thrust the Chi Wang into the ground. In Stark's current state, the role of the Scarlet King is extremely limited. He took out the devil's praise from the back of his waist. Caressing the blade body with one hand, wiped it forward, and Alan had a long knife surrounded by black flames under his palm.

Hymn to death.

Allen opened his palm and lightly pressed the blade, continuously pouring the power of the sky fire into the black blade of Death Song, so the flames scattered around the black blade quickly turned from black to red. When Alan leaves the long knife in the palm of his hand, the hymn of death is nothing but

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) In addition to its decaying power, there is another layer of power of heavenly fire. Allen swept the blade at will, and the hymn of death drew the light of the knife in the air. He squinted his eyes, and the ground under his feet suddenly sank, and Allen had already bounced towards Stark in mid-air like a cannonball.

Stark spread out his hands, and circles of ripples appeared in the space behind him. The ripples intersected with each other, and spots of light of different sizes appeared one by one. The next moment, hundreds of beams blasted out from the circular spots, whistling in mid-air, and fell towards Allen like a kaleidoscope.

Those are not ordinary beams of light, but cracks in space. As long as they are rubbed by them, any matter will be instantly annihilated. Allen snorted coldly, and slashed out the long black blade in his hand, slashing at a beam of light shooting towards him. The color of that beam of light quickly dimmed, its energy died out, and it became invisible in mid-air, and Stark was startled again when he saw it.

The hymn of death itself has the supernatural power to lead all things to perish, no matter matter or energy, it cannot be exempted. What's more, Allen also superimposed the source power of the sky fire on the dead song. The source power of the sky fire alone is enough to neutralize the power of the space crack and smooth the crack. With the superposition of the two, it is normal to cut off the light beam with one knife. But Allen only has one knife in his hand, but Stark's beams are as many as hundreds or thousands.

In the brilliant and colorful light rain, beams of light continued to fall on Allen's fog fire, which still fell on his body after being weakened by the fog fire. Even with the tyrannical body strength of the Dark King, he couldn't be immune to the destructive power of the space crack, and soon Alan's body was already stained with blood.

He is like a fish swimming against the current, no matter how urgent the river is, he must go forward bravely!

Stark's eyes were serious.

In that brilliant river of light, the fish finally jumped out of the river.

Allen had already seen Stark's figure close at hand.

Then he and Stark were separated by a space crack that suddenly opened, and Alan didn't even have time to react, so he got into the space crack by himself.

Cast yourself into the trap!

The crack closed, and Stark sneered. But the next moment, he couldn't laugh, and the space was distorting. Like a balloon, it kept swelling and expanding, and suddenly a red light swept across. In the series of crackling sounds, fire waves whizzed and sprayed out from the forcibly opened space crack. In the flames, Allen rushed out, and Anthem of Death drew a full-bodied knife arc, slashing directly at Stark's forehead.

Stark raised his hand to catch the black knife.

Allen sneered in the fog.

The hymn of death suddenly changed from a straight slash to a sweep, and a black cloud swept across Stark's arm. An obvious black mark immediately appeared on that glowing arm, wrapping around Stark like a black snake. Heihen was shocked suddenly, and a part of Stark's arm immediately jumped into the air, disintegrating into the original source force in the air and dissipating.

Allen fell to the ground, his eyes narrowed, and his gaze swept back and forth across Stark's neck. His meaning couldn't be more obvious, the next time, the hymn of death will cut across his neck. He has already proved with actual actions that the hymn of death can definitely hurt Stark in this form, and Stark is also very aware of his threat.

There was a shout in mid-air.

The remaining half of Stark's arm exploded suddenly, but the blasted Yuanli fluorescent light did not dissipate, but regrouped and recombined to form corona-like bands of light. Stark looked at the other arm, which rapidly expanded and deformed, and also turned into strips of light.

"As you can see, in this posture, the previous form is meaningless to me, even a kind of constraint." Stark said indifferently: "I also said before that I am a A crack in the subspace. So Alan, now you should understand why my posture is called the body of the abyss, right?"

Just when Allen thought of a possibility, Stark's band of hundreds of lights formed by his arms had already flown in, and they whipped or rolled like whips, launching an intensive attack on Allen .

The hymn of death turned into a ball of black light in Alan's hands. This light ball composed of the same dense knife light was able to block Stark's attack, but it was really difficult to resist. During the battle, a band of light quietly wrapped around Alan's feet, and when he lifted it up suddenly, Alan immediately turned his head down and his feet on his feet, and the knife was in a panic.

The light belt took advantage of the chaos and entangled Anthem of Death and Alan's hands and feet. They tightly entwined Alan's body like a poisonous snake and pulled back violently.

Stark continued to expand in Allen's eyes.

He could even see the floating spots of various colors in the light of the human figure. The next moment, Allen had been thrown into Stark's body by Stark.

"As I said before, this body itself is a crack in space, so you can fall into the abyss, to the depths of the subspace, where it is more hopeless than a black hole." Stark Squinting his eyes, the flying light beams began to close together, transforming into the shape of arms, and then the light from his body began to dim.

He is withdrawing from the state of the body of the abyss. Once he withdraws completely, it is tantamount to closing the space crack, so Allen can only be gradually swallowed up by the frenzied energy storm in the subspace. At that time, Stark will be able to get the inheritance of the bloodline.

"This is the fate that should befall me." He said.

At this moment, his chest suddenly swelled up, and a red light quietly appeared from the top. That ray of light was like a wound from which a thin red flame spewed out.

Void fire!

Stark's pupils dilated: "Impossible, how could you survive the space storm?"

(end of this chapter)

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