Chapter 250 Destined Death


Chapter 250: Destined Death

Most of the face has been completely burned, revealing the bones underneath that look like steel. The silver hair swayed wildly, cutting the nearby foehn into pieces.

The divine blessing armor that had been baptized by seven layers of prayer and holy anointing was shattered. The last sharp edge of the steel sword and iron wings that once stretched across the sky and divided the four realms was burned out nineteen minutes ago. .

After more than thirty years and thousands of death battles, the steel-cast holy body that has reached the pinnacle of the fourth ring no longer has the exterminating power of the past to judge all evils.

Among the burn marks left by the self-immolating flames, inch by inch cracks have already spread all over the holy body, which is a symbol of approaching collapse.

Even the description of "near death" is considered tolerant, and the woman's aura has fallen to the absolute bottom. It's hard to imagine why she can still move.

But her momentum at this moment was even more powerful than at its peak in the past.

The most extraordinary psyker of this generation in the empire, he was awarded the title of Grand Inquisitor ten years ago. He has used himself to defeat countless rebellious, heretical and negative entities, and is crowned with the title of [Holy Judgment] The supreme existence in the name of the Supreme Being, the psionic person who rejected the "God's Choice" four times, the great achiever who [transcended] one path, and the person who was personally promised by the emperor in the palace to inherit his career.

The woman just raised her head, her exposed mandible clicking and trembling, her majestic and delicate face still showed the indifference of the past, only those gray eyes burst out with a wanton smile.

She grabbed the steel holy sword - the latter had been almost shattered by the previous crazy collision, the sword body broke into two pieces, the hilt burned out, the sword's hammer shattered, and the guard disintegrated.

The ten fingers covered with scorching marks and white bones are not so much holding the sword at the moment. It is better to say that she is just clenching the last broken sword edge, cutting the palm, crushing the bones and skin of the forearm, overflowing with... The mercury-like plasma was slashed forward!

Song Shi suddenly opened his eyes.

Thinking slowed down thousands of times in an instant, everything seemed to be still, and time stopped at this moment.

——The broken sword edge paused in the air in front of him.

In the reflection of his pupils, the quiet space and the magnificent starry sky belonging to the road disappeared, replaced by a side that was completely destroyed by the collision of two completely different but equally terrifying spiritual energies. The flaming clouds and deep slash marks made the sky almost collapse and overturn.

The earth also sank, and the mountains that had been transformed over thousands of years were wiped away in the aftermath of psychic energy. Only a few red-gold embers remained, dyeing the broken earth with some other colors.

Song Shi is no stranger to this scene.

It is impossible for him to forget the most peak and enjoyable battle in his life.

Song Shi had a wild smile on his face, but the next moment, he realized that he was not "smiling".

The whole body seemed to be trapped in a cement box that was about to solidify, and like an insect or ant in amber, unable to move at all, not even the pupils could move. The thought of "laughing" became just a thought.

And time begins to flow again.

The broken sword edge carries the edge of cutting off everything, carrying the last will and pushing forward. Nothing could stop her. In the young man's gaze, even if his thoughts slowed down thousands of times, it was difficult to catch the edge of the sword that was advancing inch by inch.

All the colors were dimmed at this moment, and the only color in the world was the ever-blooming sword edge.

The sense of crisis of death has never been stronger.

But compared to the so-called death, the meaning of "defeat" makes the psychic feel even more angry.

As a result, the sword suddenly slowed down.

At some point, a hand pressed on the broken sword edge.

From the low trembling of steel.

The moment before the sword edge was about to hit the target, it was gripped a little bit by Song Shi's five fingers. Under the extreme sharpness, countless fine cracks burst out on the five fingers, and burning blood overflowed.

——But still can’t completely resist!

Under the long-term burning of the flames, the color of the steel in the woman's hands has melted away.

Her mostly burned face looked down at the man lying on the ground. Holding the blade with one hand and pressing the broken section with the other, the blade sank inch by inch in a slow and irresistible manner under the grasp of the other's fingers.

Touch the chest.

Pent into the heart.

With itself on the verge of collapse, the sword's destructive power could no longer be contained. As it broke, it poured out in all directions regardless of whether it was friend or foe. The ten and five fingers that grasped it, as well as both sides, were being torn apart by the sword's edge equally.

But neither party cared at all.

Three inches.

The edge of the sword shatters the flames. Two inches.

Will removes any excess impurities.

One inch.

One inch.

One inch.

When the broken sword edge was about to break through the last few steps, it found that it could no longer advance even one centimeter.

“Renata Clemens…”

The five fingers, which were almost crushed into powder, still managed to maintain their outline in an incomprehensible way. And in the tightening of this outline, the sword's edge is stagnant.

There seemed to be red gold fire flowing, and Song Shi's pupils were horribly bright at this moment. The young man's body became more and more active, and the amber-like solidification not long ago quickly faded away like frost and snow in the fire.

Song Shi's left hand tightly grasped the sword edge that was pressed to his heart.

The young man's right hand slowly raised and touched the other person's forehead.

He can gaze into the other person's face and eyes without raising his head.

He said:

“——How do you dare to be above me?!”

Song Shi laughed wildly, and crushed the sword to pieces amidst the shrill roar. The right hand that pressed against the opponent's forehead opened, grabbed the head with five fingers, and smashed it toward the back!

Using it as the point of application, he led the young man to jump up suddenly, and the postures of both parties suddenly changed in an instant!

That is, at the same moment.

The moment Song Shi was about to hit the opponent, the latter's whole body shattered suddenly and turned into countless light spots flying around. Even the environment that was originally ravaged by natural disasters began to blur and quickly dissipate like a phantom.

In the blink of an eye, the quiet space belonging to the road reappears in front of you.

The starry sky is still as magnificent as ever.

Until a burst of laughter suddenly sounded, breaking the silence.

The laughter was very low at first, as if someone was laughing lowly, but soon it started to get louder and louder, and eventually it became unscrupulous and wanton. Loud laughter echoed in the space.

"Is it really you, Renata?"

Song Shi murmured the name, as if chewing it, and as if remembering it.

In the end, all this turned into an uncontrollable smile of surprise on the young man's face: "Death of destiny. Is this 'death of destiny'? Is this my destiny of death?"
< br>"And it seems that I did die on this." Song Shi stretched out his hand and stared at the countless fine cracks that were gradually disappearing: "It was really a wonderful experience."

—— "seem".

In my own memory, the last battle in my previous life was indeed a duel with Renata. The two sides fought in a shocking manner. If you break down each part and each stage, each has its own winner or loser. But when the battle reaches the end, At that moment, these become meaningless impurities and no longer have any value for judgment.

Perish together, die together, and turn into irreversible ashes. Only the outcome of both parties can be determined by themselves.

But now, I have somehow survived, and even been reborn twenty years ago. Even my "destined death" has not changed. Is your fate still the same as in your previous life?

Then, Song Shi sneered.

".Destiny?" He shook his head and glanced at the starry sky above: "Does this kind of thing also want to determine the future?"

"I will see through the truth about these 'me' with my own hands." The young man raised his hand, as if holding something tightly, and declared: "I will smash all the so-called 'destiny'."

"But .Now.”

Feeling the new, strange and familiar spiritual energy flowing through his body after stepping into the third ring, Song Shi laughed softly.

“——It’s time to smash the glory of those new people of God.”

(End of this chapter)

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