Chapter 414: The Final Kill
Nariyama. Let’s use the name “Nariyama” for the time being.
At this moment, the people in Lianggang City saw an unforgettable scene.
The world fell silent for a moment, and then a huge dark pillar of light shot diagonally upward from Mount Nali on the other side, connecting to the sky and the earth, reaching the sky.
The beam of light easily shattered the heavy rain and penetrated everything in front of it. The thick and gloomy sea of clouds collapsed inward, and a huge hollow appeared, revealing a corner of the blue.
Then, there was a belated roar.
On the side of Liangoka City bordering Mt. Nari, the huge welcoming banner suddenly danced wildly, the wind chimes on the eaves all fell to one side, the tight windows shook violently, and those dense rain lines It shattered involuntarily and turned into the purest splashing water droplets, floating into the earth.
The black beam of light lasts for several breaths.
"Ahem. My grass"
If you look down from a high altitude, the central area of Mount Nali, which was once sacred and revered in the past, has a radius of several hundred meters and a depth of tens of meters. m basin.
The steel giant and the big demon both disappeared.
The terrifying blow containing "disaster" and "bad calamity" destroyed both sides at the same time.
Chu Tonglu shook his body and managed to stand up.
He tried to light a cigarette tremblingly, but he sprayed the tip of his index finger several times, but no fire came out.
The condition of Lapis Lazuli is better, but not much better. The fuselage keeps crackling and emitting sparks, and it is even difficult to maintain the "spherical shape". There are cracks that cannot be closed. , like a mining machine picked up from a Taiwan mining farm.
Ai Lu sat cross-legged on the ground, blood and tears oozing from his closed eyes. As the only second link, the "disaster motive" he had just formed was a huge burden on him.
"Song Shi." Chu Tonglu gave up lighting the fire with his fingers and chose to take out a lighter from his arms: "I really can't do it anymore."
"I know."
Song Shi has already canceled the scorched earth, and the remaining spiritual energy can no longer support consumption.
The flames condensed into a straight knife. The young man grabbed it with one hand, put two fingers of the other hand together, and slowly stroked the blade.
"It doesn't matter, next"
Not far away, the strong wind blew away the dense steam and mist.
The old man wearing a black two-color haori exposed his bony chest, and his hand, which was also skinny and like a withered tree, slowly held the sword with the inscription "Life is broken and sad".
“This is my favorite part of being a driver.”
Genji Kamima walked forward slowly.
His bare feet stepped on the wet mud, leaving clear footprints.
One day ago, he was the unquestionable leader of Nari County, the master of the Kamima clan, and the Kamima Genji who was qualified to participate in the "Nine-Prefecture Conference", the highest governing body of the Pan-Eastern Continent Federation. .
One day later, Masaki Kamama, who was supposed to be the leader of the next generation of Kamima clan, passed away. His authority over the [Monitoring Network] was permanently consumed, and even the life that had been lingering for decades was lost today. burned out in the battle.
The old man stopped seven steps away from Song Shi.
"The Smell of Death"
He raised his withered hand, and in just a moment, the collapsed ink cloud was gradually refilled, and the heavy rain roared towards the earth again.
“There hasn’t been a day when I didn’t smell this smell over the years, but only today it is so strong, so fresh.”
Kamima Genji looked up at the sky, the black The raindrops were reflected in the bottom of his pupils, and with a thin popping sound, the straw rope holding the ponytail loosened and slipped away, and the ends of his pale white hair fell to his shoulders, falling casually.
"It hurts so much and trembles so much, but my heart seems to be beating even more. Is it because of the excitement?"
Genji Uema shook his head, and his eyes moved to The young man opposite. Since the beginning of the war, after experiencing a series of confrontations and collisions, the spiritual energy of both sides is close to bottoming out, and they can no longer maintain any strong power.
"In the Seven-Earth War, I was severely injured by Elroy, and he left me with this scar."
The old man stroked his chest, and there was an indelible scar on it that was almost torn. A scar that splits half of his body.
Elroy Kennan, a strategic auditor of the giant enterprise [Anjing Credit].
"Then twelve years ago, I learned about his death." The old man let out an inexplicable chuckle: "Ha, I tortured him to death. Dark Crystal Credit even made a special trip I sent someone to ask me if I want to buy his ashes to vent my anger. The price is ridiculously high.”
"This is what the company is like." Song Shi also smiled.
“However, is it good to talk now?”
“Winter snows and spring flowers, and sometimes their words are good?”
The old man’s voice became increasingly louder. It returned to calmness, but the calmness was like a deep pool of underworld, exuding a deep chill.
"Song Shi, you ruined my foundation and ruined my path. Even if you cut your body into pieces, it will not be able to satisfy my hatred."
"——That's it." Song Shi turned around and said briskly: "Please."
A flash of sword light burst out!
As a person who has won the title of "Sword Master", even though his injuries are shocking, his spiritual energy has been exhausted, and his strength is only slightly stronger than that of a natural person, Genji Kamima can still obtain a level of power with the sword in his hand. An inhuman force that is invincible.
The straight edge cuts off the sword light.
Because of Song Shi, the same is true!
Amid the torrential downpour, soldiers faced each other in the Naili Mountains, which had turned into a basin.
Obviously, the power levels of both sides are far less devastating than before, but the murderous intention that burst out from the clash of swords was even more terrifying.
The sword slashed down diagonally, and a line of blood leaked from the side of the young man's face. At the same moment, the heavy killing shattered the feather fabric, and the black and gold cloth fragments flew, and were beaten into the sticky mud by the rain.
The collision of cold weapons, the flaring sword edges, the falling water drops, the cold touch when close to the skin, and even the glimpse of the opponent's eyes between the sharp edges.
The falling rain was cut off by a sharp sword edge.
At a certain moment, Genji Kamima suddenly stopped all the sword light.
Those intricate and strange sword styles, like crane wings, are connected and loosened one after another, quietly flying away in the wind and fading into pure and unique existence, which is more authentic. .
Shangjianliu, secret meaning.
"Dahuangluo."
Two figures passed each other, and Song Shi stumbled for a few steps before barely regaining his balance.
Turning around, Genji Kamima was so firm, his hand holding the sword did not loosen at all, and even the gesture of turning his head was full of a strange charm.
Hula——
Suddenly the wind picked up, and under the continuous rain, the temperature of Mount Nali had reached a very cold level.
These strong winds carrying strands of ice brought a lingering chill.
Genji Uema stared at his sword, then he raised his head and looked at the other party.
Song Shi gasped for breath, but there was undisguised joy on his face.
He spoke slowly and smiled: "Aren't you going to say something?"
(End of this chapter)