Chapter 1653: The End
The sun is good, bright, but not harsh. On the contrary, shining on the body makes people feel a strong warmth, because it is almost dusk. The sun is no longer as powerful as in the daytime. The late spring sunset shone on Allen's body, and the light flowed through his whole body like running water. Reluctantly falling to his feet, a long, long shadow was drawn behind him. He stood there, bathed in the evening light. The eyes were like those fine rubies, calmly reflecting the figure of another man.
Herses.
I left Orlando just because I felt Allen's breath. He didn't know who owned that breath at first, but seeing Alan, even though it was their first meeting, Herses still knew who the young man in front of him was.
"Thief!" Herses said through gritted teeth.
Allen slipped his hand, and the devil's praise has come to his palm. The source device that had not activated the awakening posture was calmly held by Allen in his palm, and then he asked lightly, "I don't know you."
"But I know you." Herses said loudly: "Steal our strength, but you are not the Son of Twilight, what is it if you are not a thief!"
Allen has no intention of arguing about this issue. He had discussed with Mitinas before, and the fire of the abyss believed that Allen was a special case. On the road of pursuing strength, Allen chose the road of returning to his ancestors. It's not that there are no examples of the twilight race taking the road of returning to their ancestors, but they are far less thorough than Allen, and there has never been a person like Allen who was able to enter Eboins before sitting on the throne of destruction. example. Because of this, Allen was able to establish a connection with Eboynes, and was able to use his own blood as a medium to transform the king, and Mitinas could not use this to produce Eboynes' combat units.
In the eyes of Herses, this is undoubtedly the act of a thief.
Allen frowned slightly: "Are you the king?"
To be honest, the appearance of Herses is very different from other kings, that is purely a feeling, and this feeling is very strong.
Then at this moment, Mitinas' voice sounded in Allen's mind: "Your Highness, are you back?"
Allen responded in will: "Well, a lot of time wasted. Mitinas, what's the matter with this guy, he is also a king. But his breath is stronger than Twilight."
"The one you are facing is one of the three peaks standing above countless kings, the flame of the sky that burns the sky of Eboins, Lord Herses. Your Highness, be careful, he and Mu Such a king alone is not the same. In the entire Eboins, only the two kings, the Fury of the Earth and the Might of the Sea of Fire, can match."
Herses thought for a while, and he knew how Alan knew his identity in a short time, and said loudly: "Mitinas, do you want to continue to make mistakes? Continue to be loyal to this thief?"
A fire-horned demon climbed onto the rubble pile where the two were, and uttered Mitinas's voice from the fire-horned demon's mouth: "Respected Lord Herses, even if His Royal Highness Allen is not the Lord of Flames we are waiting for! King. But I believe that His Royal Highness Allen has a rare hidden principle, and I believe that he will bring different changes to the homeland. The death of the king, rebirth, such a continuous cycle of reincarnation. Lord Herses, don’t you think it’s coming Is it time to end?"
"Presumptuous!" Herses said angrily: "Mitinas, have you forgotten the responsibility of our king? That is our destiny, and we should gladly accept it."
"No, I refuse." Mitinas said through the mouth of the fire horned demon: "Perhaps young kings like Twilight don't know, but I do understand, where do we kings and those combat units come from? Yes. The sad souls have been imprisoned in Eboins for hundreds of millions of years, constantly reincarnated, forgotten, arbitrarily manipulated by others, and then forced into the so-called mission. Enough is enough, Hey Lord Arthurs,
When you know that His Royal Highness Allen has escaped the fate of blood. I was shocked, but also delighted, because I saw a possibility in him. "
"His Royal Highness, you will end all of this. End the fate of endless reincarnation for hundreds of millions of years for us sad puppets."
"The wheel of fate cannot be escaped, Mitinas. You are destined to perish here. I, Herses, swear on the reputation of the flames of the sky, and I will sweep away all obstacles for His Highness Archimedes. No one can stop the twilight of all things!" Herses suddenly raised his finger at the Fire Horned Demon.
The Fire Horned Demon first covered its feet with a layer of black crystal, and then flames burst out from the crystal, blowing up the Fire Horned Demon to pieces. Of course, this did no real harm to Mitinas.
Herses is also aware of this.
But he didn't change his mind.
First kill the thief in front of you here, then wipe out the opponent's army, and finally execute all the rebel kings including Mithinas. Herses never doubted his own strength, not to mention that the thief in front of him was no longer favored by the blood road, and his strength plummeted. If this still can't kill him, then he is called the flame of the sky in vain.
"Let me guess, are you thinking. This kid has no blood lineage, and his strength has dropped. Isn't it easy to kill him?" The man on the opposite side said so.
Herses said in a deep voice, "Isn't that so?"
"That's true, but there are some things that you still don't know after all."
"For example?"
Allen didn't speak, the gemstone on the Devil's Praise lit up, and a gray flame burst out from his hand, and the source device released the fifth-level awakening posture. The Hymn of Ashes was held in Alan's hand, and Alan took a deep look at the sword. Then the body slid out, and the gray long sword was lifted up, and a gray rainbow suddenly rose from the ruins.
The gray flames spread out from Alan as the origin, and whatever was touched by the gray-white flames burned violently. When everything was burning, Allen stabbed with a sword. Herses' pupils contracted slightly, and he knew that he could not avoid the sword no matter what. There is no other way but to drop the hard shake. This is impossible, but the feeling tells him so.
Then in the next moment he woke up.
That unavoidable feeling is the will that Alan conveyed to him through the sword. What a powerful spirit that Alan's will can be forcibly passed on to him. Herses snorted, raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and slowly blasted out.
Allen's fast, Herses's slow, the two form a contradictory contrast. But when Herses stretched his arms to the fullest, the front of his fist happened to hit the front of Allen's sword. The moment the fists and swords collided, everything within a hundred meters of the two of them disappeared. The hill-high boulders just disappeared out of thin air, and in a circle of impact and spread, countless dust clamorously sprayed into the air, and sparks scattered all over the sky!