Chapter 653 King Cang returns to the throne
From the scavenger's "deceptive corpse" departure, to the retreat of Dagon and Mr. Gudao, to the re-blocking of the "golden wall", it only took a few breaths.
However, in this very short period of time, this small episode accelerated the decline of the earthly esoteric religion...
The King of Blue Clothes killed the captain of the thousand, and temporarily had no opponent. He began to roam the field wantonly, looking for opportunities to make evil moves, making the remaining angels fearful.
No one knows who will be the next target!
Like an invisible ghost, following him behind him all the time, the omen of death soared to the extreme, as if he could hear the horrifying sound of a knife cutting across the back of his neck and scratching the bones of his cervical vertebrae at any time.
But no matter how vigilant the scribes and other angels are, accidents always happen.
Either the terrain suddenly changed in unpredictable ways, or he inexplicably "ignored" some details, resulting in frequent mistakes in the battle.
The angels on the side of the scribes know very well that behind these "accidents" are their own destiny lines, which have been arbitrarily provoked by an invisible hand, causing the original development trajectory to take a sharp turn, heading towards irreversible horror. Abyss...
Miso——
The Snow Gentleman, who was fighting against the Silent Lady Margaret, was standing on an ice field created by Him. The huge "weasel" with snow-white wings on its back had just exchanged a move with the dark demon wolf, and its head flew up out of thin air.
The spinning rat's head still showed a look of astonishment.
Although he was fully vigilant, he still didn't notice the traces of King Cang, and he couldn't even catch the slightest sign before the other party took action...
horrible!
How terrible! !
These were Gentleman Snow's last thoughts.
As an eternal existence and an ancient god of angelic rank, he will certainly not die because of losing his head, but the key is that the Cang King's sword blade contains indelible "crystals" and "strings".
Once they are injured, they will penetrate everywhere, vying to erode the body and soul... So to be precise, the Laughing Lady and the Centurion did not die from the chop, but from the erosion.
Gentleman Xue could clearly feel that in the brief moment when he was beheaded, he and the other party experienced several rounds of "competition" in terms of status, weight and resistance.
But the result was a disastrous failure.
His gradually quieting consciousness seemed to see a tall, pale figure standing at the end of his life, looking down at him with an indifferent gaze, and sentencing himself to death with a cross sword.
That is King Cang.
The King of Blue Clothes, Jack Spate.
After the opponent becomes eternal, ordinary angels cannot be his opponent. In the fairyland, the opponent can hunt even god-level angels without hesitation by virtue of his status as a true god...
Gentleman Snow regretted entering the fairyland, but it was too late.
Bang! !
The snow gentleman's head suddenly fell, shattering the ice field.
A piece of snow-white land cracked like a mirror, and the huge, headless winged creature in the center instantly turned into a crystal sculpture and lost its breath.
"Gentleman Snow...is dead...I...have no way to escape..."
A tall and thin fir tree, made of endless soil and gravel, was standing in the torrential flood. An expressionless human face appeared on the surface, speaking slowly and murmuring.
"This is fate...the final destiny of the ancient gods...to return to the embrace of no return...the prophecy that Mr. Clough once told me..."
Miso——
An invisible sword curtain fell from top to bottom.
Xishan's human face closed his eyes and showed a relieved smile.
The smiling face split instantly and split into two halves.
When the crystals covered His body, at first glance, it looked like a pale flower bud blooming on the sea.
"The God of Immortality" Xi Shan has fallen!
The God of Cats, the Three Ladies of Pain, Xi Ke and the Gatekeeper all looked surprised... Although they could not sense the existence of Cang King either, they could make up a picture in their minds through the enemy angel's decapitated posture. An invisible figure was wandering around the field carrying the cross sword.
This is Wonderland, His home court!
He is the King here and the only Lord here!
Pfft——
The expression on Leonid's withered face was stiff.
He lowered his head and saw a fine wound appeared out of thin air on his left chest, and blood gushes out... The heart in the chest was crushed to pieces, and countless microscopic particles shone with pale light, flowing along the blood throughout the body.
In the blink of an eye, an ivory white cross sword covered with beautiful patterns quietly came into view, stained with his own blood, and the shiny blade reflected his gray and thin face.
The tip of the sword reflects the light of the fairyland sun, which is gorgeous and dazzling.
There was a snap.
The high crown of the scroll master fell down, revealing a head of dry and messy dark brown hair, covering his ferocious expression.
Even without turning around, he could still sense that a figure in gray robes was standing behind him with an expressionless face, holding the sword.
Leonid was on the verge of mental exhaustion.
He was also unable to fight any longer.
Raising his head, the scribe saw that the Cat God, the Three Ladies of Pain, Xi Ke, the Gatekeeper and Oscar were already standing in front, looking at him with pity.
The golden sacred tree in the distance sways gently in the breeze.
There was silence.
"A new era is really coming, but unfortunately...it has nothing to do with me."
The scroll scribe had blood oozing from his mouth and nose, and was extremely miserable. His mummy-like palm picked up an old sheepskin.
During this process, Oscar and others did not stop him.
Just look at Him quietly.
The scroll writer's fingertips were stained with blood and he wrote on the sheepskin——
"In the fifth era, in mid-June of the solar calendar 4428, Leonid, the god of mud and scrolls, planned to attack the fairyland and seize the power of the Cang King... The death of the ancient gods Jade Bird, the Laughing Lady, the Death of the Thousand Captain, and the Snow Gentleman died, Xishan died...Leonid died!"
He stopped his fingers and let out an inexplicable chuckle.
"Greed is indeed the original sin of the earth. It seems that you are indeed more foresighted than me, Sid."
"You understand too late, Leonid."
Sid Mitchell just shook his head.
The examiner knew he would die, so he smiled and asked:
"What about fate? It represents sad fate. After taking over the Sixth Era, how should the world... let everything end in tragedy?"
"You are wrong."
Xi Ke said calmly.
"Sadness is left to fate... What we get in the world is laughter, joy and beauty."
The examiner couldn't help but be startled.
All the angels also shifted their gazes and looked at the tall figure in blue clothes behind the scroll master.
Carrying sorrow within oneself and giving joy to the world?
This...
Is this the mission that the King of Blue Clothes carries...
"Haha, this is also the motto left by Duke Huan? Sid."
Leonid laughed hoarsely.
However, Xi Ke looked serious and said solemnly:
"No, He never said such words, but He used actual actions to convey such facts to the world, to history, and to me, the witness... If it weren't for Huan Gong, this world would have ceased to exist. You can If you don’t believe it, you can laugh at it or even despise it, but... this is fate.”
The examiner's smile gradually disappeared and he was silent for a long time.
"Sorry, I can't understand..."
The crystals gradually spread from his chest to other parts, gradually climbing up his neck and cheeks.
Finally, Leonid whispered:
"But I will give you the due respect as the God of the Earth, the pioneer of a new era, the creator of new history, King Cang."
His movements gradually stiffened, and his eyes finally fell on Xi Ke.
"I hate you, Sid, but I also envy you for being able to witness a new history..."
After saying that, the scrollmaster completely turned into a cold crystal statue.
Xikexide sighed, walked forward, bent down and picked up the sheepskin on the ground. After taking a look, he asked the figure in blue:
"King Cang, can I keep this sheepskin?"
Chen Lun was a little surprised.
Xi Ke's attitude towards him was very respectful, and it was based on the tone of equal communication.
"Of course, please do."
Chen Lun nodded.
Seeing this, Xi Ke solemnly took it into his arms.
Chen Lun looked around, then raised his hand and spread his fingers.
Originating from the sole divinity of the Laughing Lady, the Thousand Captain, the Snow Gentleman, Xi Shan and the Roller, a total of nine groups of colorful lights fell on the palm of the hand.
Except for the two shares of the sole divinity of the earth of the scroll scribe, the other seven are like the "bad luck" power of the emerald bird and belong to the heretics' sole divinity.
He planned to give these as rewards to the angels present. After all, the wonderland could be preserved thanks to them.
However, these angels were completely uninterested.
"We cannot absorb and digest the only divinity of heretics, and holding them in our hands has no effect... You can keep them. Based on my understanding of 'No Return', they may have unexpected effects."
Oscar laughed.
When Chen Lun saw this, he put these unique divinities away without forcing them.
But he took out two copies of the unique divinity derived from the scribe and handed them to Xi Ke, who was a little stunned.
"King Cang?"
Chen Lun just smiled and said lightly:
"I will kill Montgomery."
The former guest couldn't help but be startled.
Of course he heard the other party's subtext.
King Cang has inherited Huan Gong's last wish and is bound to complete the great cause of slaying the seven gods... And the only divinity of these two is the goodwill he bestows on him.
He wants to become the future landowner god!
Even though Xi Ke had never had the ambition to become a god and just wanted to stay in the land of Saint A and live a peaceful life... But his fate was so strange. When he chose to believe in the Cang King and helped the Sun King in the battle, things developed. The direction has already changed.
Thinking back to what Leonid said to himself before he died.
Xi Ke couldn't help but think deeply.
Perhaps it would be interesting to stay in Wonderland in the future, become a god worshiped by Dawn Church, and witness Cang King usher in a new era.
"Thank you."
Sid gave a rare thank you.
He took over the two copies of the only divinity and bowed to King Cang, caressing his chest.
["Xi Ke" Sid Mitchell's favorability towards you has increased! 】
【Currently respect! 】
Chen Lun smiled when he saw this.
He was not busy reminiscing with the angels, but turned to look at the hat boy and the tongue-tied Earl, who were sitting weakly on the ground.
These two ancient gods were at the bottom of the earthly esoteric sect. After being captured by King Cang, they were unable to stop the raging crystals in their bodies. They suppressed fear and watched the entire process of the "Battle of Tianyuan".
The despair in their hearts gradually spread, and reached its peak after the death of Leonid, the file keeper...
When all the angels turned their attention, King Cang walked towards him with the cross sword in hand. The two of them were frightened.
But Oscar smiled and suggested at this moment:
"Jack, the authority of these two guys is a bit interesting. Maybe you can let them work for you."
"Huh?"
Chen Lun's sword stopped in front of Earl Xuetou, just a hair's breadth away... The opponent's colorful hat was cut in half by the sword, which looked extremely funny.
"Effectiveness, effectiveness!"
The arrogant Earl repeated quickly.
Chen Lun squinted his eyes, and mist flashed in his eyes, reflecting the figures of the hat boy and the tongue-tied earl.
‘‘Hoarding’ authority and ‘imitation’ authority…’
He immediately saw through the strength of the two of them and secretly said something interesting.
"How about staying under the White Throne from now on?"
Chen Lun looked down at the two of them and asked lightly.
"'The God of Fruits' Ronan salutes you, the great King of Blue Clothes."
The hat boy was very sensible and immediately knelt on the ground.
It's just that His body is so short that he can only see the large pointed hat covering the ground, and the sound comes from it.
"'Mirror God' Douglas salutes you, the great King of Blue."
The Earl of Tongue followed suit and knelt down together to surrender.
Chen Lun was worried, so he immediately drew up a contract of the highest specifications out of thin air with his fingers. His fingertips were covered with crystals, and they grew into a continuous document floating in the air at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The regulations in the contract are quite harsh, even worse than the secular contract of prostitution, but the hat boy and the Earl of Learning do not care. It is enough to survive... As eternal existences, they do not want to perish.
When two people sign their names on the contract.
Suddenly there was a clear and crisp sound of the collision of wine glasses from the other side.
Ding dong!
And a familiar, elegant chuckle came:
"I bear witness."
It is Conrad who has become the true god of conspiracy.
But this time, everyone present heard it clearly. After saying "I witness", Conrad even let out a light sigh.
Then he started laughing.
"Come over for a drink when you have time, my friend."
Today’s update is 7500, Rong Feiwan puts his hands on his hips for a while
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