Chapter 128 The King of Eternal Night
The Iron Crown of Thorns comes from the fashion [Crown Wearer].
【Iron Crown of Thorns】
Category: Special
Special Effects:
1. You must bear the weight (active): When you wear the crown, you will feel more and more oppression. Every minute you persist, your status will rise to a small level. When your destiny limit is reached, the ascension stops. Limits are related to fate, cause and effect, and potential. If you take off the crown, the bonus is reset. The current limit is 3 small levels.
[Tip: Your personality has been raised to a small level. 】
When the system prompt appeared, Wei Miao was already three positions beyond the heavy armored swordsman, and was only four steps away from the throne.
The eyes behind her were fixed on her. The heavy armored swordsman must have a very complicated psychology at this moment.
Mental lethargy was beginning to show, and Wei Miao discovered another advantage of the heavy armored swordsman's posture. He was leaning on the sword like a crutch, which could effectively support his body.
The tip of the knife sank into the sand crystal. She stood firm on the spot and waited quietly.
Soon——
[Tip: Your status has been raised to a small level. 】
The pressure around you is relieved, and the mental depression is deepened.
Wei Miao took two steps forward despite the double negative buffs of body and mind.
[Judgment successful! 】
She gradually adapted to the increasing pressure on the steps and was able to roughly estimate the distance she could advance.
Only two steps left!
The throne is close at hand!
Unexpectedly, Wei Miao heard the soft sound of a sword being pulled out of the sand behind her.
She turned around slowly, raised the night dress with some difficulty, and stared at it warningly.
The tall heavily armored swordsman holds the sword in front of his chest, his legs are like sunken pillars, and his lower body is steady and motionless.
Silent hostility ready to strike.
Wei Miao knew that he was actually at the end of a strong crossbow. The Iron Crown of Thorns was a costly amplification equipment that gave the "weakness buff" an extreme level of improvement.
In the chilling stalemate, Wei Miao waited for the last improvement.
[Hint: Your personality has been raised to a small level. The improvement has reached its limit! 】
The constraints of the field are loosened, and the feeling of dying impacts the will. Unlike the feeling of panic in the middle of the night when you often stay up late, the heartbeat that speeds up due to pain becomes slow and heavy.
Separating the will from the body's perception is Wei Miao's usual self-hypnosis method to deal with pain, watching himself with cold eyes as if his soul was out of body.
The extremely taxed body turns around mechanically and moves forward. The stiffness and stretch of the muscles cause the pace to be slow, and it is easy to fall down if you walk fast.
The heavily armored swordsman began to turn his sword over, with the tip of the sword facing upwards.
Due to the heavy weight of the sword and the distance between the two, the heavily armored swordsman needed to charge up his sword light if he wanted to hurt her.
This small amount of time to accumulate energy is a slim opportunity!
Wei Miao had already walked to the throne. The moment she turned around and sat down, she saw the heavily armored swordsman swinging a powerful and heavy sword light towards her!
“Crack!”
With a sharp and soft sound, a head was chopped off. After hitting the back of the chair, it rebounded and rolled down, spinning in a circle on the ground. Just stopped.
The sword energy remained unabated, but immediately collapsed when it touched the back of the chair.
That is the head of Sister Euphia.
However, the strange thing is that the iron crown of thorns was firmly placed on her silver hair, and the wound at the break was smooth, without any blood leaking. In fact, the head was smiling and winking at the heavily armored swordsman.
The power of eternal night in the field shook like waves. The figure of the nun was blurred and distorted in the sight, and a wave of air exploded around the throne with the throne as the center!
Under sudden pressure, the armor of the heavy-armored swordsman creaked, and it was forced to kneel on one knee with the sword in front of it!
[Determining...]
[Personal determination passed! 】
【Under the witness of Yongye, you have been successfully crowned as the king of Yongye! 】
The moment she sat on the throne, her perception radiated through the throne to the entire realm of eternal night!
The hidden shackles were loosened, and Yongye’s physique was sublimated to the extreme with the support of inexplicable power! Crown of Eternal Night (Passive): As the king of Eternal Night, you have become one with Eternal Night! Rule Yong Ye, you can control everything in Yong Ye's realm! The eternal night will never die, the king will never die!
The Power of Eternal Night: ∞
The special structure of the right throne armrest cracked a deep hole, which contained the Night Cut like a scabbard, and the dark red hilt was exposed.
She hooked her index finger, and the head on the ground flew up automatically, and was held in her hand, which was extremely charming.
She fumbled and put her head back on her neck. The cracks were aligned and healed as before.
The blood-red Sister Yongye sat on the highest throne, with unshakable power, overlooking everything.
The magnificent violet right eye was soaked in darkness, and the clothes on his body repaired themselves.
The blood stains were gradually wiped away, and the slender wounds on the face were closed, smooth and traceless.
The tentacles on the back of the chair awakened from their dead state, became as thin as threads, and climbed up her body, weaving all her clothes in imitation and then replacing them.
The heavy armored swordsman still kneeling below raised his head with difficulty and looked at her.
The demonic black eyes cast their gaze far away.
“Creak—Bang—”
The armor of the heavy armored swordsman made an unpleasant and harsh squeezing and rubbing sound.
With a noise that seemed like a roar, it deformed inch by inch, denting inward, and a filthy liquid like petroleum flowed out from the gaps in the armor.
In the end, it transformed from a human form into a spherical shape, was thrown out of the throne field, and decayed rapidly.
Only a big sword is left standing, like a loser's grave, a deterrent to provocateurs.
Outside, the deep black night is boiling and boiling, carrying the pressure of King's Landing throughout the entire territory!
"The new king has arrived, and the sky has changed forever! How is it possible... that someone with a noble personality can sit on the throne?"
The old man did not die under the sword of the secret, Shi Shiran Reorganizing himself, he sighed hoarsely.
A cold gaze made its hair stand on end.
"It's over."
Ximen pulled out the spear from the back wing of the bone dragon. A ubiquitous sense of surveillance and active night reminded him that the battle ended in victory.
With only one arm left, Nig grinned, revealing his bloody teeth. Although he didn't know what Euphia had done, it was obvious that the purpose of the trip was achieved.
The sacrifice was not in vain.
Crick's body was swallowed by sand crystals and rested in the arms of eternal night.
"Let's go to see the King of Eternal Night together... I hope the king can forgive our sins..."
The surrounding Eternal Night life forms gradually retreated into darkness, and they had to surrender with Eternal Night as their lifeblood. In the Night King.
In the silence, Wei Miao's state was far less detached than she seemed.
"So that's it, once you become a king, you will always be a king! The night will never die, and the king will never die!"
A compassionate smile appeared on her beautiful face.
The established route, the established destiny.
The only true ending of the dungeon is that Eternal Night is king and the divine flame is seeded, so that we can truly escape destruction.
The unparalleled Night King is just a sea-fixing needle bound to the throne. He endures the pain of promotion all the time and devotes the rest of his life to the continuation of the world.
Eufia could no longer step down from the throne. The iron crown of thorns crowned her. The feeling of near-death followed her, and her body endured extreme fatigue and weakness.
What comes in exchange for equal value is power enough to destroy the world! It's a pity that she is not the Destroyer.
She sat on the throne and looked at the Eternal Night Lifeforms stopping outside the field. They still carried the residual evil spirit after the battle, and all of them were injured. They felt guilty and hesitant when they saw her.
They are the first to come to see us, but they will not be the last. There are other individuals lurking in the eternal night who protect themselves wisely, with ancient and low-key auras.
The huge and vicissitudes of life dragon lowered its proud head and prostrated on the ground.
The heavily armored swordsmen lined up, holding their swords in front of them and kneeling on one knee.
Even the flying bat-winged creatures landed on the ground and lowered their heads to show respect.
The old man stood at the front without embarrassment and brushed his dirty gray hair.
"Eternal Night surrenders to you, our king!"
In Eternal Night, she is a god!
(End of this chapter)