Chapter 3292 The Necrontyr's Conspiracy
After seeing the two strange evil moons in the sky, Soshyan realized that the army of the Menak Dynasty was coming!
"Hahaha!!! Come on! Let me see what you are capable of!"
When a group of Night Scythe fighter jets roared over, he just raised his hand, and then suddenly As soon as he clenched his fist, the three Night Scythes instantly disintegrated into countless parts and pieces in mid-air, including the pilots inside.
When the towering pyramid rose in the distance, he laughed and raised his other hand, and then dropped it suddenly. A bloody arc of energy swept across the earth like a sickle, spanning hundreds of kilometers. The distance instantly split the solid giant pyramid into two and triggered a small earthquake-like explosion.
The destruction brought by power is transformed into the joy of dominating everything.
"I am Landogol! I am your eternal nightmare! I will never be soshyang."
Suddenly, four arms hugged the head, Shi Yang's originally somewhat vague consciousness was suddenly involved in a whirlpool. His strength was still... It was growing, but he began to lose control of his body
The white-robed king appeared at the top of the cathedral, looking at the incarnation of the Star God who was in some kind of chaos, and said lightly:
"You It’s really far behind him.”
Along with the calm whisper, the two evil moons in the sky suddenly emitted two dark green beams of light, like two shining blades, piercing deeply into the body of the incarnation of the Star God.
At that moment, Soshyan lost control of his body for the first time, his spirit recoiled in shock, and his essence was torn apart.
The drastic change also caused his stubborn mind to loosen. At the moment of distraction, those existences that had been struggling in silence for a long time spilled back into reality.
The huge bloody sickle appeared, staining the sky with a curtain of blood. The silver star god wearing the broken crown was stained with blood, and the spiral black flames dragged a long trail behind him. It was laughing loudly and seemed to be free at last.
“In the end——”
In the fiery crucible of pain, Soshyan knew something was wrong, a sudden change that dragged him over the threshold of true understanding.
In the pain of his soul being torn apart, he felt a surge of power running through his body, and countless pictures poured into his mind: scenes of the past, present and future, so dense and fast that time itself was lost. meaning.
Something was digging into his soul, twisting it.
In his blurred vision, he saw a flickering outline of unrealized futures. He saw what he might become, saw the inevitable fate that had already existed before he was born. Destiny woven in the great tapestry.
The black phoenix, using his face, led armies of countless races to trample on the ruins of Terra.
Only the last warrior was left, guarding the Eternal Gate with only the door frame left. Silver-gray armor was spread all over the long stairs. He held up a flaming sword and pointed at himself with tears in his eyes
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Soshiyan seemed to have caught something. The laughing Star God suddenly stopped, and then its form began to distort, every second Change in countless forms of existence.
However, at this moment, many things in the sky began to fall, but they did not fall to the ground, but hung in mid-air. If you look carefully, you will find that they are all slender and deformed, with sharp claws and spikes. The skinned ones, the bloody mist on their bodies gathered like a storm towards the incarnation of the Star God, as if they were rushing towards a certain side existence that fixed it.
The white-robed king, who was staring at the strange situation in the sky, suddenly turned sideways, and a sharp sword struck from behind him, grazing the corners of his robe and cutting off a few strands of fabric.
When he turned his head, the second sharp blade came towards him, but the moment it touched the mask, it was blown away by an invisible force field.
"Illusory thing, what do you want?"
Amnak smiled lightly, and without stopping, the sword in his hand stabbed the opponent's head fiercely, piercing through the layers. The force field forced the white-robed king to turn his head to avoid the blow. "Freedom."
"What is freedom?"
"Divinity is freedom."
"The so-called God is just a part of the false meaning of the world. It is stupid and incomprehensible. You can follow the path you should take. ”
“There is no path I should take. I was born in divinity and ended up with nothing.” Perhaps the freedom I pursue is not good, but if the most absurd thoughts can enter reality in an instant, I am not willing to live in such a world, and I prefer to keep myself firmly in my own hands. ”
“Following others is also a slave.”
When all the force fields collapsed in the opponent's fierce attack, the king made a dodge action for the first time - facing the two unavoidable swords, he disappeared directly and appeared twenty meters away.
"What I say and do is what I think and think. This is freedom. Following is climbing the ladder of divinity. I value that person more. All of you have abandoned him like a worn-out shoe. People, your ugly and ridiculous game will eventually be shattered by this chess piece."
Amnak's voice appeared behind him.
“Now it seems that you have been setting up a scheme since the beginning of the Skinner’s Skull, using Soshyan’s ignorance of the power of the C’tan to trick him into absorbing the fragments of the extremely unstable Skinner, and Skinner The Skull of the Hunter must have been manipulated from the beginning, but are you planning to overturn the table now? If so, then you are worse than I imagined. is much stupider. Soshyan does lack control over his own power, but his control over his soul and will is much stronger than you imagine. More importantly, his power is unprecedentedly powerful now, which represents my The power has become stronger!”
The next second, even the space was cut by the sword.
However, all that was broken was the white robe and the slumped body.
Looking at the metal body that was cut open by himself, Amnak sighed softly.
"I know you are such a cunning person, how could you come in person? I guessed it from the moment you started talking to Soshiyang. This is just a sounding board. How many puppets and incarnations do you have?"
No one could answer. Amnak drew his sword and defended, blocking the double-edged staff surrounded by green energy that struck from top to bottom.
The only real response to him was action. Hundreds of Three Holy Guards roared down from the sky, like poisonous bees besieging the invaders. At the same time, there were three floating science and technology warriors, each holding a Three scepters of different shapes, and threw an invisible ripple towards Amnak.
In an instant, a real chill made Amnak's limbs heavy and his mind dizzy, and miasma-like frost froze on his armor.
But fortunately, the boiling Star God power in his body still supported him, although it was not as strong as before, nor as stable.
At the same time, the Three Holy Guards wielding the War of Oath was already in front of him. Amnak turned around to block the blow that wanted to break the back of his head. He swung the sword in his right hand and chopped it into pieces. He made a worn-out liquid metal cloak and split a Three Saints Guard into two.
The fall of their kind would not stop their attack. More oath sticks stabbed at him, and Amnak was forced to retreat.