Chapter 1190

"Poop!"

In serliol's crazy laughter, Eckhardt with blood filled eyes fell to his knees, and a trembling arm supported his body so that he didn't fall down and was dying.

"Madman, how do you feel?"

"You're going to teach me the 'common sense' of the world... Now you can't even lift your head, how do you teach me?"

The sneering serlior's face was ferocious and his eyes were a little happy - if the oath Knight stood here, he would be very familiar, because that was the expression that fascists often showed involuntarily.

"Relying on the power of the Holy Cross and the Holy Grail, relying on the worthless little intelligence, trying to master the power that doesn't belong to you will pay a price after all."

"Fear, despair... Is the price you have to pay."

"I'll make you feel scared and make you pay the price, but before that... I'll let you admit your failure."

"I want you to tell me yourself that you... Eckhart desallion, the 12th emperor of the Empire, lost to the hand of black cross serliol..."

"Your many plans, efforts, efforts, sacrifices... Meaningless!"

"Your existence, resistance... Meaningless!"

"Admit all this personally, and I will give you the destruction of despair, otherwise... In the endless reincarnation, I will personally feel this irresistible fear again and again!"

Squinting his ferocious eyes, serliol's indisputable tone was undisguised pride.

He has won. Eckhardt, whose consciousness has been seriously damaged, is not even as good as the oath knight. He has no spare power to resist.

The winner is naturally entitled to blackmail everything he wants.

With his head down, Eckhardt's face was bloodless and his vision gradually dimmed - he did not say resistance when his consciousness was seriously damaged. Even he did his best to maintain his own existence. Even if he wanted to grovel for forgiveness, it was impossible.

Like a dead heart, Eckhardt kept silent and waited for death.

The sneering serliol slowly raised his hands, and the black fog gushed out from under the worn robe, like a moth falling into a cobweb, wrapped Eckhart bit by bit.

The silent Eckhardt did not move and did not struggle.

"Pooh! Pooh! Pooh! Pooh! Pooh!"

Like the oath knight, the wandering black fog tore and bit the broken body like a poisonous snake, bit by bit pierced Eckhardt's body, but always avoided hurting his consciousness.

Serlior wanted not only destruction, but also to enjoy the process - it didn't matter to the black cross itself, but it was even more delicious than wine and food for the former fascists.

Even if it has been completely exiled and swallowed up, it does not mean that the consciousness of fascism has been completely destroyed; On the contrary, to some extent, serlior even needs to rely on the consciousness and existence of fascism to erode and control the world faster.

"Huh?!"

At the moment when he was about to give Eckhart a fatal blow, serliol realized that it was wrong.

He wanted to use the lightning condensed by the force of the void in the vortex to completely break Eckhardt's empty shell, but this time... The speed of converting the force of the void into lightning was more than twice as fast as before, that is to say

"The powerful void force can crush the weak. In other words, as long as you crush more void force than the manipulated force, you can seize the other party's power... Black cross serlio, thank you for teaching me this common sense." Eckhart's calm voice sounded:

"My thank you... Please accept it without reservation."

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!"

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"Yi ah ah..."

The dull thunder echoed the screams of Isaac hysteria.

Without waiting for the tentacles of the evil god's body to fall, the gasping Lucian grabbed Isaac's collar and carried it behind him. While jumping in place, a gray blue light was emitted from the short blade of his right hand.

"May the void... Be with you!"

Roaring, the attacking tentacles had been split in two in the scream of Isaac.

"Boom --!!!"

The body of the evil god whose tentacles were cut off pounded the rock wall angrily, and burst out countless small tentacles from the fat body full of pus, attacking them like an arrow rain.

The desperate momentum is completely different from the evil spirit body that always only knows to devour living creatures, as if it is just to stop or kill them here.

The huge body also completely blocked the exit to move forward, and the retreat behind him had been blocked by Lucian himself, with little room to move.

If there is no way back, cut off the way back; There is no way out, then kill a way out!

Carrying the scream of Isaac, the determined Lucian began to ignore others and charged straight forward; Even if you are torn open by your tentacles in the rain, you don't care. Anyway, the evil god mark will help you recover.

He knew that the ultimate goal of this thing was to destroy his consciousness and completely occupy his body while eroding; Therefore, no matter how many injuries he suffered, the evil god mark like a parasite will help him recover at any cost.

The disadvantage of insisting on saying is that since he had the mark of the evil god, his stature was not long, which made Lucian particularly regretful.

Bang! Bang -! Bang -! Bang -!

In a twinkling of an eye, Lucian, with Isaac on his back, kept breaking through and approached the body of the evil god at a speed visible to the naked eye; The tentacles all over the sky are no longer crazy, but regardless of whether they are far or near, they attack and intercept them straightly.

Between the notes of rupture and blood and pus gushing, there are even more tentacles that collide with each other and die together than those cut off by Lucian.

The flashing secret silver short blade and the Dragon Knight's gun cross dance like a running light, breaking all the tentacles blocking their only way into pieces.

But if you look closely, you can find that the damage caused by the two weapons is completely different.

The empty force emitted by the gray blue sword can directly blow off the tentacle; Although the Dragon Knight's gun is not so tyrannical, once the tentacle is touched by the blade, it will be wiped away like being swallowed.

If any Wizard of the Dragon kingdom can stand here, he will proudly tell Lucian that this is the epitome of their research results on the nine pointed star Holy Grail.

The Dragon Knights of the ancient dragon kingdom were warriors hunting dragons with giant swords and spears in the days when the kingdom was just prosperous and developed; But when the Kingdom gradually went to the era of destruction, they fought side by side with the former enemies against the invasion of evil gods.

The best way to resist the force of emptiness is, of course, the force of emptiness; But there are also those who find inspiration from the Holy Grail and forge a sharp blade that can use the laws of the material world to completely erase the power of emptiness.

The Dragon Knight's gun brought back from the ruins of the Dragon King City is one of them; But to ruthen, he just thought the blade of the gun was sharp enough.

Weapons don't need to be too fancy, easy to use... It's enough!

Blow it to pieces, tear it into flesh and blood, cut it off, erase it all... There's no difference!

Dragging a residual shadow in the tentacles all over the sky, Lucian has approached the body of the evil god.

"Isaac!"

"Don't call me!" Isaac, who couldn't cry, only cried at his throat: "I don't do anything, I don't do anything!"

"Then hold on!"

"No, I want to..."

In the long scream, the boy with Isaac's gray pupil on his back rushed straight to the roaring evil god's body.

Countless tentacles have come from all directions, surrounding them in the center.

There is no escape.

Then bet!

Throw the Dragon Knight's gun to the flustered Isaac. The vacated Lusen raises the palm of the "caster" above his head just before being pierced by countless tentacles.

High level spell, force impact.

"Bang --!"

At the moment when the collision sound sounded, a star vacuum with a radius of less than three steps was opened with Lucian as the center; The violent air wave crushed all the tentacles close to it, and the scarlet blood fog bloomed in the air.

"Poof!"

The grey pupil boy with Isaac on his back rushed out of the air wave mixed with blood fog and came straight to the front of the evil god's body.

The tyrannical demon felt "provoked" - if it really understood this - and burst more shots from the upper half of his trunk, constantly blocking Lucian.

Now I'm almost to my limit, even if I can't feel pain and physical exertion, it doesn't mean no, just because my body has been eroded by the mark of evil gods.

If you continue to fight, I'm afraid your body will collapse without knowing it - if you're alone, Lucian doesn't care and will even gladly accept the result; But he is still carrying Isaac behind him and shoulders Lord Loren's tasks and plans.

Death is certain, but not now.

Victory is close at hand, but it is impossible.

The battle of the great green sea many years ago was an iron fact. In the face of the complete evil god body, he had a chance to contain or escape alone, and there was no good killing method.

A wizard wielding a big sword... Except for evil gods, Lord Loren should be the only one.

So Lucian's goal is not behind the evil god's body, but on the top of his head!

"Bang!"

Then the force hit the billow, carrying Isaac's Lucian straight to the rock wall overhead.

"Isaac!"

"What are you doing?!"

"Is it here?"

"What?!"

"I asked if you were here!" roared the red faced Lucian.

"I... should, should be biased, more than ten meters!"

"Then it doesn't matter. Bet!"

With the impact force, the gray pupil boy who flew into the air aligned the gray blue sword with the rock wall at the top of his head.

"Dong --!"

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Eckhardt finally breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the ferocious black cross serliol turn into coke and ashes in the air under the thunder.

The surrounding black fog gradually disappears. Even if they don't do it, they will eventually be wiped out by the laws of the material world bit by bit.

It's over.

It's finally over.

From the death of Charlotte's grandmother, from becoming the emperor who mastered everything to understanding his mission and significance, he designed the whole plan arrogantly

Only Eckhardt de sallion knew how startling each step was.

Grandmother, father, brothers and sisters, son... And even everything of his own have become the chips of this plan and brought him to this step.

Even in his heart, the initial fear became his card that made serliol careless.

But it's still very dangerous!

All the chips and layout, just have the opportunity to stand in front of the black cross; The real winner is the other party's unintentional exposure, that little flaw.

Serlio, he's not sensitive to the concept of time.

The flaw was discovered from the moment of contact until the last fight. When the other party distracted and tortured himself, he seized the control of the other party's last blow and completed the anti killing

If you do it again, Eckhardt is not sure he can have this determination.

But... No if.

It was all over. He defeated the black cross by Eckhardt desallion. As long as he captured it before the other party's power was completely dissipated, he could completely occupy the power of the Holy Cross with the help of the power of the Holy Grail.

He will replace the Holy Cross and become the "God" guarding the world.

Brandon, his son, will inherit the position of de sallion royal family under his own protection; The Empire will sleep forever in its own palm and enjoy eternal peace, prosperity and stability.

"Huh?"

Just before reaching out to touch the Holy Grail, Eckhardt was suddenly stunned.

A moment later, a bit of clarity appeared in the red pupils.

"I see."

"So... That's what happened."

Poof!

Without warning, the position of Eckhardt's chest and heart burst, and the rolling black fog gushed out from his chest, eyes, nose, mouth and ears.

Soon, the black fog condensed in front of him, and a cold face gradually appeared in the smoke.

"Yes, that's it." serliol said coldly:

"You are very smart, very smart... But this wisdom can't help you break your limits."

"Limit?"

Eckhardt's face remained unchanged, and his cheeks were gray, just like a dead man.

"For you, the existence of your material world and the concept of time are your advantages and your limits; just as you can never imagine, what is happening at this moment has already experienced countless times for me."

"You will indulge me to return from the empty world, you will ignore my existence, you will let the elves kill you to paralyze me and let me be careless, you will seize my only loophole and destroy me... Unfortunately, what you destroyed is not the black cross seryol, but the last trace of fascist that has long been attached to seryol Consciousness. "

"For you, these are the past, present and future; for me, these are established matters."

"You can detect my existence, and do everything you can to turn everything into your stake at the moment..." serlio's voice was not mixed with a trace of emotion.

With the death of Francis, his last emotion has been completely stripped:

"Unfortunately, Eckhart de sallion, you..."

"Lost the bet!"