Chapter 411

I foresee that its rule is stifled by corruption,

Poisoned by filth and five hundred lies,

The human Empire no longer breathes.

That night, when madness became reality,

The Kadian gate was torn like a festering wound,

All the cursed legions poured into the country where they came from,

At the end of all things,

The prophet of the eighth legion,

Will rise in the forbidden blood and the teasing of fate——

In the majestic rainstorm, the poems recited in the elegant nastam language floated out of the winged skeleton armor. The dark figure was like a ghost in the rain, and the lightning engraved in it seemed to burst out from the dark blue metal.

Talos raised his head sharply at the sound.

He looked at the figure, his eyes slowly widened, and he almost thought he had fallen into a new illusion

"A company commander... A company commander?"

He will never admit his mistake, his rebellious posture, his soul-stirring temperament, and his iconic helmet.

In that period when the protoplasm became more and more crazy, only that person maintained the nearly collapsed Legion by himself. In a sense, he was the real "protoplasm" of the eighth Legion.

But even in taros' wildest visions, he had never seen this man.

He was lost a long time ago, and the last pride of the eighth Legion went with him.

But now, this man reappeared in front of him, in a place and time he could never imagine.

"Is it really you!"

Talos's voice trembled.

"Our company commander! Crow princes! Yago savitalion!"

With a click, the dark sky was torn by a flash of lightning, illuminating the earth and showing the dark body in front of the people.

Talos held his hands on the ground and shouted at the top of his voice:

"First company commander! You're still alive! You're really alive!!! I always thought that was makushen's nonsense!"

Sevita didn't even look at him. His attention was always on Jan Zar.

At the moment, Lord Phoenix finally restrained her relaxed expression. All that remained on her face was dignified. The suddenly appeared guy had a murderous spirit and a sense of crisis she had never seen before.

In her senses, the person in front of her was closer to a weapon, an extremely barbaric weapon than a human.

In the long life of Jan Zar, there are few enemies who encounter this feeling, and each time is accompanied by a crisis of life and death.

"Crow prince, interesting name... I seem to have some memory."

Lord Phoenix was stunned for a moment, as if searching for something.

Then her shoulders stiffened violently, and then she clenched her teeth, and her expression changed from dignified to nervous.

"It's you!? why are you here!"

Saivita didn't reply, but took out the object wrapped in tarpaulin behind him with his backhand, held it tightly in his right hand and pointed to the Phoenix Lord in the distance.

"Huh?"

In Jain Zar's alert eyes, sevita's arm shook and the tarpaulin slipped slowly.

"Soul spear!"

Soshyan found that the spear in sevita's hand was a sacred soul spear, but he didn't remember lending it to the other party.

He glanced at sol, who just shook his head in response.

Although he was a little upset, soshyan still pressed his emotions. He knew that he had to solve the immediate problems first.

Sevita carried the soul spear motionless, and the rain danced on the curved blade of the soul spear. He watched the rain flow through the perfectly static spear edge.

On his head, the dark iron clouds rolled the wet rain curtain splashed over the broken scene, and the distant fire still exploded in the debris, fighting with the pouring rain.

Onlookers, whether human or spiritual, stood on the gentle slope, and no one wanted to disturb the duel.

In sevita's mind, he hardly noticed the quiet crowd. The Phoenix Lord opposite him is now the only reality in his consciousness.

He must do his best to win the goal at this level.

His concentration rose to an unprecedented level. Every ripple on Jain Zar's armor, every breath between his teeth, every raindrop on the black Spear - sevita saw and felt them all.

Suddenly, Lord Phoenix shook his head and pointed the tip of his spear at Talos.

"Why did you save him?"

Sevita didn't answer, but approached slowly.

Jain Zar had to rotate the spear, his arm loomed between the rotating weapons, and the raindrop broke away as if it had cut the rain curtain.

"Do you still think of your so-called brothers who have fallen into disgrace?"

The mockery of Lord Phoenix danced in words.

"You have long been free, Prince crow. You and we have cooperated happily. There is no need to fight against each other like this."

Sevita was not listening. His concentration had been compressed into a needle, making the world around him tighten, to the point between the flashing blades, and the moment in it.

He didn't even observe Jain Zar or the other party's spear. His world was only a gap at the tip of the spear.

This is his kingdom, a part of his life, like the air in his lungs and the iron in his blood.

Gradually, his pulse slowed with the echo, and the flow of time became heavy and slow, like oil spreading across the ice.

He put his other hand on the handle of the spear and felt its weight changing in his palm.

Then, he raised the soul spear over his head, the muscles of his shoulders were tight, and his breathing was in accordance with the frequency of the slowly fluctuating blood in his blood vessels.

Seeing that the inquiry was fruitless, Jan Zar turned her weapon and suddenly stopped it.

Several dirty streams rushed down the slender face.

"I played against you early, too, Sai."

Finally, sevita said the first word.

"Come on."

Jain Zar held the spear low to his side, and sevita stood still, measuring each other's still rhythm, waiting for the moment to unfold.

This match will never last long, because they all have a certain feeling of each other's strength.

There is no more temptation. The move must be a killing move.

While breathing, a raindrop stopped at the tip of the spear.

Sevita held her breath, her pulse stopped in her blood vessels and her heart stopped in her chest.

Breathe again and the rain drops fall.

The black spear danced forward and sevita shot at the same time.

However, his opponent dodged away with incredible speed, and the spear in his hand turned into a virtual shadow to wrap his body.

The crow Prince waved the soul spear again and again, and the holy thing broke the rain curtain like a bullet.

He kept waving high and low, but Lord Phoenix laughed, avoided every blow and jumped in the air.

At the next moment, the tip of the black spear was inserted obliquely.

Sevita suddenly stopped, and Jan Zar's eyes widened in surprise when he shot down the air.

Then the crow Prince suddenly avoided, the curved spear blade flashed over his head, and then the soul spear flashed out.

Lord Phoenix retreated like a spirit snake, and her spear was raised vigorously.

Bang——

For the first time, the two weapons collided in the sound of gold and iron, and sparks burst out in the rain.

Also at this moment, in the surprised eyes of everyone, the change trembled!