Darkness is Coming - Chapter 755

  When the king of the holy race charged against the magic tide, the light of the only palace in the Gobi Desert was taken away.

  A pair of pure white wings fluttered gently behind Angel, making her stagnate in the air above the palace.

   The savage sunlight, which was enough to sting ordinary skin, shone on Angel, turning her blonde hair into pale gold and blazing white.

   The blond hair is still dazzling, as it was in the past, but on top of the blond hair, the crown of jewels and pearls has been replaced by a heavy stone crown.

  If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.

  Angel could bear the weight of the crown, but could not bear the pain of parting.

  When I saw His Majesty Wen Yan, Archbishop Kaka, General Ronaldo and many familiar kinsmen gathered on the outer city wall, Angel’s fingers and toes were uncontrollably sticking together, competing with each other.

  The shoddy city wall is just a symbolic symbol marking the territory of the city. It can only block the fleeing Mongolian refugees, but it cannot stop the magic tide sweeping the living beings.

   Therefore, to defend the empire, you cannot wait for the demon tide on the city wall, but launch a counter-charge towards the demon tide, using minions, swords, and body to block the demon tide monsters outside the city wall.

  The distance from the outer city wall to the expected battle point is only tens of kilometers, and a short-range artillery shell can reach the distance, but it is called the expedition of the empire, because the expeditioners will leave and never return.

  Angel doesn’t know whether the tears in her eyes are secreted by lacrimal glands or by emotions. She only knows that humans will call this sadness crocodile tears. She only knows that she can’t cry, even if there is no pair of eyes watching her.

   From the moment she put on the stone crown, she was the emperor of the holy clan, the king of the holy clan, she could only be as tough and domineering as His Majesty, and would never let the mark of the weak climb on her cheeks.

   According to legend, Tai’a was a famous sword cast by the two originators of sword casting, Ou Yezi and Gan Jiang, during the Warring States Period.

   According to legend, Jin State fought an unjust battle to seize this sword and attacked Chu State. The capital of Chu State spent three years under siege by the army, and the food and grass in the city were exhausted, and the city was in danger. In the face of Jin’s ultimatum, the King of Chu would rather die than give in, and decided to go to the head of the city in person, hold Tai’a in hand, and kill the enemy together with all the soldiers of Chu. The next day dawn broke, and saw that the Jin State soldiers and horses covered the sky and the sun, while the Chu State capital was like a lonely boat in the vast ocean. The King of Chu held Tai A in his hand and drew his sword out of the sheath, but saw the mighty sword energy, flying sand and stone, and then the three armies were ruined, and the soldiers Confused, bloodshed for thousands of miles, the beast Ou Zhan, the river folded, the head of Jin Zheng turned white.

   According to legend, Tai’an is the sword of mighty Dao. The superficial edge has nothing to do with power, but the inner power is the real power. It is precisely because the King of Chu is still mighty and unyielding in the face of adversity that he can inspire Tai’a’s sword and conquer the three armies.

How similar is this Chinese legend to the situation of the empire and the saints today?

  Perhaps, His Majesty had foreseen this day when the Yuanjiang Sect elder asked His Majesty to give him his name.

   But in order to save the fate of the saints, His Majesty did not fight against his own fate.

  Since this is the case, since His Majesty held Tai A when he set out on the expedition, then now that he has the most power, he must be a qualified king!

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   “All soldiers, follow me to meet the enemy!”

The sound of    orders resounded inside and outside the city wall, circling the ears of the imperial subjects. Before the saints standing on the city wall left, Wen Yan’s figure had disappeared.

When    appeared again, it was already kilometers away.

   A pillar of sand as high as three feet rose from the ground. It was the gravel that Wen Yan stirred up after stepping on the sand.

In the next instant, a shock wave that is faintly visible to the naked eye is transmitted in the air, and the pressure, density, and temperature of the air at the city wall can also rise suddenly over a distance of thousands of meters, but this time it was formed when Wen Yan entered the state of supersonic flight. The shock surface (sound cone) has exceeded the hearing range of the human ear, and due to the weather, no water vapor condensation cloud was generated when breaking the sound barrier, so only the saints knew that their king was traveling at a speed far exceeding the speed of sound. , rushing to the magic tide composed of countless monsters.

Without much hesitation, the saints on the city wall cast aside their disguise as normal humans, showing their original form, flying or jumping, sprinting or escaping in their own fastest way, following Wen Yan. The road that has been traveled leads to the battlefield.

The sight of the holy clan’s entire army assaulting made every participant feel a deep sense of trembling that has never been seen before in their hearts. This feeling, which is called blood boiling by humans, drives them to move forward , I wish I could vent it on the enemy immediately. However, for a period of time before bringing death or embracing it, they can only serve as spectators.

   At the forefront of the charging queue, Wen Yan held the Tai’a giant sword, one horse took the lead, and one horse was a thousand.

The monster of the magic tide that first met with Wen Yan was the outermost creature in the magic tide, that is, the weakest creature. Wen Yan only needed to lift his arm lightly, and the giant sword of Tai’a could rely on this terrifying speed to knock the colliding creatures. The first wave was chopped into powder.

The light of the sword is dazzling, the energy of the sword is vertical and horizontal, and the gentle words are only in the face of the magic tide, but they have a crushing situation a hundred times that of the enemy. lifeless.

One after another, the waves were easily smashed, so that the spectators had an illusion that the magic tide was actually weak, but this was an illusion after all. The death of the first high saint.

Tai A can be transformed into a sword, but it does not mean that he becomes a dead thing after transformation. Every time Wen Yan swings the giant sword, it is consuming Tai A’s vitality, and Tai A’s strength can only be insisted on. half a minute.

   After half a moment, when Wen Yan swung his sword again, a wave of air split the giant spider group in front of him, and then Tai’a Giant Sword was like a melted popsicle in a hot summer, and a large area of ​​tissue fell off.

   The detached muscle tissue piled up on the ground like blood-red wet mud. When only half of the ridge of the giant sword remained, the flesh and blood on the ground condensed into an outline, and Tai’a’s face was faintly revealed in the center of the outline.

Wen Yan loosened his five fingers, and threw the remaining sword ridge into the pool of flesh and blood under his feet. After retracting the sword ridge, Tai A’s body was supported, and he was finally able to restore his human form and stood upright with difficulty, but at this time Tai A had already lost it. All combat power, even a newly transformed Saint Race, can fight against him.

   “What did you think of the last sentence?” Wen Yan stood on the rock surrounded by monsters, looked at Tai A calmly, waited patiently for him to leave his last words, and ignored the surrounding monsters.

   “My lord, please grant me death.” Tai A knelt down again, leaning over and resting his forehead at Wen Yan’s feet.

  Wen Yan raised her leg, thought about it, and put it down again. She slowly bent her knees, put her five fingers together, and placed her palm on the back of Tai A’s head. With a slight shock, the sacred nucleus in Tai A’s brain was shattered.