Chapter 1215

"Boom --!"

Thunder blew up in the midnight shrouded by the vortex.

Purple lightning fell from the sky and became the last straw in the deafening roar, completely destroying the dream world of the black haired wizard, and the temple of Golovin cathedral was turned into powder in the dazzling lightning.

"Nine pointed star... Endless possibilities, isn't it?"

With a cold smile, the incomplete black cross standing in the ruins was restored to its original state at a blink of an eye. Endless black fog emerged from the ruins of the imperial capital in all directions, like waves, surging and entangled, and gathered around serlior in a spiral manner.

"Indeed... You, who are not bound by the world and master the nine pointed star Holy Grail, may really be able to create your own laws, but..."

"Just 'possible'... Is far from enough to defeat me!"

Boom————

The terrible sense of oppression, like the sound wave of shock spreading around, immediately covered the whole imperial capital and shocked the living creatures here.

Knights, wizards, elves;

Humans, demons, dragons... All "people"

Can't move!

"Poop!"

Ruthen, who tried his best to get up, collapsed to the ground. The extreme pain seemed that every inch of his body was crushed by a heavy burden. Both his body and soul were like being held in the palm of a huge palm, which would break when he tried hard.

For the vampires who are most seriously affected and distorted by the force of void and are closest to the existence of void, the oppression of high-level "void evil gods" on them is more obvious.

Just the void reaction of diffusion is enough to crush yourself... This is the black cross faced by Lord Loren... Real strength?!

Lucian, who opened his mouth, could not say a word. His body convulsed violently because of pain was difficult to move. He was "nailed" to the ground and looked at Isaac, who was also half dead.

"Boom --!"

The Dragon roared like thunder.

Enzo, the Dragon King of Jufeng mountain, originated in the earliest times and stood at the top of the biological chain of the material world. He was the king of the great beast of the wilderness... With his inherent "dragon power", he ignored the oppression of the black cross.

[seryol!!!]

The roaring silver dragon spread its wings horizontally, and the figure standing in the center of the black fog rushed away.

Facing the Dragon King with extreme anger, the sneering black cross has no interest in raising his head; The little finger of the left hand was lifted slightly, and the black fog on the side of the body suddenly rolled up a storm, like a spiral spear attacking the silver dragon.

Enzo, who did not dodge, opened his mouth, and the golden red dragon flame spewed out, forcing the black fog storm back.

Two lights, one black and one red, collide, tear, squeeze and interlace under the dome shrouded by the vortex... Finally converge into a dazzling ball of light, shining the gloven hill at midnight as bright as day.

"Boom --!!!"

The burst light swallowed the silver dragon.

The next second, Enzo, the roaring king of the dragon, tore the light and crashed directly into serlior, who was protected by layers of black fog.

"Dong --!"

The dust rolled up and the earth shook.

Pooh——

Blood gushed, and a dragon claw covered with silver scales soared up the moment before it touched serlior.

The next second, countless black fog tore the dragon's claws into thousands of invisible flesh and blood.

"How dare a mere beast touch God?"

The voice of cold words sounded, and the black cross's eyes lifted up for the first time and swept towards the silver dragon in front of him: "my kindness to let you live in the world is too indulgent."

"Eternal extinction seems to be your best destination!"

[huh?!]

The silver dragon with one incomplete arm raised its tail and plummeted again at the top of the black cross.

"Poof!"

This time, even before it fell, the rising black fog tore up the dragon's tail in an instant.

The pain of tearing his body constantly tortured Enzo. The unbearable king of the Dragon did his best to spit out the best dragon flame at the black cross.

The flame lit in the depths of the dragon's throat glitters with dazzling light, which is a color symbolizing destruction and destruction; No creature in the world can survive such forces - even Enzo himself cannot be spared at such a close distance.

But... It's not enough to destroy the black cross.

Enzo knew this.

The war of destruction of the Dragon Kingdom... He witnessed the desperate dragons who died with the black cross and evil gods in gambling. Finally, before dying, he witnessed the despair of the enemy devoured by the flame and appeared in front of him unharmed a moment later.

But at least, it can make serlior weaken for a short time.

That's enough.

For the giant dragon who has been dying for a long time, we can see the culprit who once led to the slaughter of the cell race again, revealing the anger and unwillingness when he was injured

That's enough!

The white light of destruction bloomed over the ruined cathedral.

"Boom!"

The smoke billowed, but the cry of the silver dragon falling!

"A mere beast, want to die with me? Arrogance... Is not enough to describe your stupidity."

Listening to the howl of the silver dragon, serliol, who raised his left hand, rolled up a large black fog and swept towards Enzo's body one after another.

"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!..."

The endless black fog is a fierce beast thirsting for blood and flesh, constantly biting on the body of the silver dragon; Sucking blood, pulling meat, chewing bones... Swallowed the struggling bright silver body into a bottomless black.

The indestructible scales were crushed, and the Dragon flame that destroyed everything was wiped out before it was ejected. Under the siege, the broken body kept rolling and struggling, trying to throw away the black fog.

And serlior, who raised his left hand, had aimed his palm at the head of the silver dragon.

"Even if it's not enough to hurt me, arrogant stupidity... Still needs to pay a price." looking up, serlio's expression was determined:

"If in the past, I would make you suffer a lot, and then choose to ask me for an end in despair after hope is dashed again and again - but now I don't have so much leisure, so..."

"Thank me for my kindness, despicable scum!"

In an instant, the black fog covering Enzo's whole body dissipated, and the black fog condensed in his palm turned into a real big sword, which was almost no different from the "dawn" sword of Turin family.

But the size has been magnified hundreds of times, enough... To run through the dragon!

Call————

The wind howled.

Seryol's eyes opened angrily.

The "black sword" stabbed at the silver dragon stopped in front of the amber dragon's eyes.

Blocking the tip of the big sword is a small, almost invisible... Nine pointed star magic array.

The silver dragon who narrowly escaped death collapsed in the ruins, and there was a pool of blood under him.

"Loren Turin -!!!"

In the storm rolled up by the black fog, Loren weakly lifted the corners of his mouth.

The clothes on the upper body were almost completely broken, leaving only two cultivation with the last few broken rags; A circular cavity ran through his chest at the position of the heart, and the gray blue pus and blood gathered around the cavity, leaving a circular scar.

This is the price that must be paid for forcibly opening the third valve with the Holy Grail - at the moment of opening the valve, the power directly wiped out the heart in order to make his body more inclined to emptiness.

In other words, now he is half dead.

Relying on the power of the second valve, the black haired wizard didn't die on the spot because his heart stopped beating (because his heart was gone), but even so

Well -!!!!

The trembling Lorraine clenched his teeth and forced his calm expression to be almost distorted.

It hurts... It hurts!

Even if you rely on the power of emptiness to maintain the normal operation of the body, it is still not enough to ignore the lost heart.

In the final analysis, Loren, whose soul and matter are completely integrated, is not the "creation" of the rules of the world; Therefore, he can ignore the law, directly use the Holy Grail on his body and forcibly open the third valve; But that doesn't mean he doesn't have to pay.

The most direct point - for evil gods such as the black cross or Asriel, if their bodies are damaged, even if they are torn into a pool of invisible flesh and blood, they can't hurt their roots at all.

But if Loren is beheaded and "resurrected" in various ways before losing consciousness, he will die!

Take a breath of air-conditioning, and Loren, who nearly lost consciousness, immediately regained his mind.

But the change in this moment can not escape the eyes of the black cross.

"Dragging the dying body, do you want to do this meaningless struggle?" serliol, shrouded in black fog, could not see his expression clearly:

"What a pity, Loren Turin!"

"Even if you open the third valve by suicide, how do you plan to defeat me now, and what can you change?"

"You can't say that round!"

The spear "dragon teeth" broke through the air and stabbed directly at the face door of the black cross.

The sneering serlior raised his right hand and waved it fiercely.

In an instant, the gun was torn apart; The remaining tip of the secret silver gun was also wrapped in endless black fog and disappeared without a trace.

Loren pulled up the corners of his mouth in pain.

"Dang."

In the black fog, there was a sound of the tip of the gun falling to the ground.

At the same time, the black cross suddenly turned pale - he felt the nine pointed star magic array that suddenly opened in the black fog.

Magic spell, dumb dream.

Like dew and water vapor in the morning, the black fog covering the gun tip dissipates at a speed visible to the naked eye, and takes the magic array as the center to continuously expel the surrounding void force from the material world.

"Dang --!"

At the same moment when the spark burst, the figure of the black haired wizard had rushed to serlior within three steps, and the "dawn" sword was stopped by a solid black fog on his head.

"You..."

"Surprised?" robbed Lauren from the corner of his mouth. "It's nothing to be surprised. I'm a wizard; there's nothing I can't do."

"So I carved a magic array of silent dream on the tip of the dragon's tooth. It will be excited as long as it is touched - it is unrealistic to expel you, but it is absolutely enough to create opportunities."

Looking at the magic array that keeps expelling his void power from afar, serlior's expression is ferocious.

His right index finger stood up and pointed sharply to the ground.

"Boom --!"

When the thunder burst, the last ruins of gloven Cathedral were shattered in the purple electric light.

The electricity dissipated.

The dying Silver Dragon lies in the ruins full of blood.

It is difficult to see the extreme black cross in his expression, and he looks at the black haired wizard with his mouth tilted.

Over the ruins, there is a cracked, translucent wall... Blocking the thunder from the sky.

The spell is as strong as ice.

Bang!

The ice broke.

At that moment, the two who reached a "tacit understanding" started at the same time, and the black fog and the sword blade attacked each other.

The short distance of three steps is the distance of life and death.

For seryol, this means that even if he regains strength, he has to fight close combat, which he is not good at; The black haired wizard who occupies a certain advantage also risks being killed at any time.

Opening the third valve just won the chance of a fair war. The strength gap between the two sides is still rolling!

The battle between the two sides continued, and the magic array of the dumb dream was torn to pieces by the surging black fog before it had time to expel the power of the void; The tip of the blasted "dragon tooth" gun fell firmly in the palm of Loren's hand.

Then he snapped his fingers.

Spell, Turin fire.

"Boom --!"

The golden red flame dispersed the black fog. The black cross, whose face was as heavy as water, raised his eyes, stared at the "dawn" sword rolled up the flame and attacked him, and raised his right hand.

"Dang!"

At the moment when the black cross was about to be divided into two, the burning blade was held by the withered palm!

The flame dissipated, and the strength combined with the air wave caused by the impact tore the black cross hood to pieces, revealing the ferocious and terrible expression.

The black haired wizard whose sword blade was gripped looked extremely dignified.

"Yes, Loren Turin... You bet everything, opened this third valve and gained the strength to confront me." serlio's voice was dumb:

"But you obviously don't understand what it means to open the third valve... The power to control everything."

"Power, wisdom, body, soul... The third valve is not what you can imagine with your superficial and extreme thinking!"

Clang——

The crisp notes play, and the "dawn" of the Mithril sword, which has been inherited for hundreds of years, is in the withered and rotten hands

Break it in two!

Unbelievable Loren's eyes widened, and his consciousness fell into a short blank.

Broken

The big sword "dawn" was unexpectedly

"Loren Turin!"

A familiar cry sounded in my ears.

At that moment, the one armed Knight who rushed up from the ruins knocked Loren away, and the long sword swept away and drove the black fog back.

"This is not a good time for you to be surprised!"

The knight looked at the stunned black haired wizard with his face full of angry vows. The broken "bright star" long sword continued to move the incoming black fog, left and right clumsy.

The silver dragon Enzo, who collapsed in a pool of blood, also got up feebly at this time, roared and spit out the Dragon flame, and reluctantly blocked the black fog from all directions.

Clutching the "dawn" broken in two, Loren, who was in great pain, stood up again and looked at serliol.

The ferocious black cross is looking at all of them with an anger mixed with complex emotions:

"A stranger who doesn't belong to this world, a beast that lingers..." he whispered coldly:

"Plus a holy cross dog... Good, good, you lonely ghosts who dare to resist me finally get together. I'll find you one by one and crush you."

"At the end of the world, let me give you rebels the highest courtesy and honor, and witness it with my own eyes..."

"My... Dream world!"