above the sky

boom!!

At the time of his fall, at the hazy boundary between life and death, the man who had tried his best to fight was still thinking vaguely in his heart. One_one I can't die... I can't... [No, Dad]

And the fourth-level ''Ritual Lord', Iwagi Shenlu'', even borrowed the huge ten-series source material and demand wave bag to create small-scale demand, it is a natural disaster-level Titan Warcraft! Faced with this, it is an alloy Steel can blast the distorted impact force, and the area of ​​frost condenses, it is simply vulnerable to a single blow!

"Alos...you, you came back successfully?! You can come back without sacrificing, what those mysterious freaks said is actually true..."

But the real killer move is not this.

In extreme pain and despair, Baron Ryan stopped breathing.

And the real enemy boy turned his head and looked at the deep darkness at the end of the valley.

However, just as Baron Ryan put all his strength into this killing move, Ian did not know when another sword appeared in his hand. A sword with only a hilt. "time to go."

[Father, I'm really tired when I'm tired...]

The Wraith still has no face, because no one knows what kind of face a young child who has long died will have when he grows up. The body in the training barn is made up of the Baron's three adopted sons and daughters, and it is not his true appearance. The faceless child shook his head slightly, and he spoke in unison with his three siblings.

[Dad, we did make a big mistake, we are all unforgivable]

"There is no way to judge you now."

The little girl's voice is crisp, and the voice of Linda's soul is smoother and clearer than when she was still in the flesh: [Big brother still has real enemies to deal with, and real suffering and fate to face, let's not disturb him, okay? it is good】

This is the voice of the end of autumn, the voice of this child with a broken soul: [Is there still a battle? Then I will continue to work hard, work harder... ]

And Ian, who slowly landed on the ground, ignored the five blue soul lights that were gradually dissipating. For the living, the greatest punishment is death, and they are already dead, and there is no point in doing anything else. not to mention.

"You must survive, you can survive, as long as you come back, you will flee immediately, and take your younger brothers and sisters back to the mountain people's tribe, the empire can't do anything to you..." A blue resentment appeared on the baron's head Next to it, there are three small v-small spirit bodies floating around.

[Dad, let's go]

And at this moment, a voice different from Ira, and also different from Mo Qiu and Linda, a soft, ethereal voice said in the baron's ear: [You have already lost]

One_one is now, chase!

Because the bones were too hard, and because Ian didn't have much energy left, Baron Ryan's neck was only cut in half.

"I didn't do anything, I didn't resurrect my child, I killed the child I got again, I killed so many people and failed at everything..."

Ira said this, and he was still smiling: [Admit it, Dad, we have already lost, the current time is just a little leeway that the big brother doesn't want to fight us to the death]

The baron's eldest son said this, and Alos' voice echoed delicately: [[So this is the end, and there is no way to make a mistake] [Yes, at the end, we have made a mistake at the end]

But it was under such mud coverage that Baron Lean's blue eyes that had already dimmed lighted up again, and the radiance of the source even pierced the muddy mud.

Immediately afterwards, the long sword in Ian's hand suddenly disappeared again, and the empty hilt did not continue to collide with the incomparably strong rock armor on the Baron's body, but came to the opponent's head.

The baron's body fell heavily on the ground, creating a huge splash of water, and his body was quickly submerged by the returning muddy water and mud, like the haze of death. A_-I'm not dead yet!

The long cone met the long sword and blocked it, but unlike what the man expected, Ian's Origin Quality erupted again, and the second round of arc-light blades slashed in a trajectory. But he has no one to help refine the source quality?! Pin block pin!

The next moment, the blade appeared again, and then slashed forward. puff.

"I'm the worst....Father..."

At the moment of the collision, the first explosive air flow caused it to instantly turn into the center of the storm within a range of nearly 100 meters in mid-air. All the rain was blown away, and the seemingly huge ice cone was immediately surrounded by Baron Ryan. The indestructible earth-type source material shakes and smashes!

The baron who returned to the light suddenly woke up, he called his real parent and child, the real child's name, and said unwillingly: "We have killed so many people, we have no forgiveness, since the woman is this, then it is the last mistake. ."

And he roared mentally. One_one I can keep fighting!

Chanting softly, a sharp silver halo circulated in the boy's eyes, and he had already seen the last and most crucial flaw.

But as soon as he raised his hand, he was suddenly startled, and his reaction slowed by half a beat.

It's the children! The baron's heart is filled with warm emotions, and it is the children who are helping him to extract more of the Origin!

Only four souls surround his dissipated life, dissipated soul. [Father, we are all the worst children, the worst sinners] [But only this last, only this] [For us, only for us] [You are definitely not]

This voice faintly advised: [Dad, are you going to abandon us and leave early...] [If you really want to choose, I don't want to go alone and live alone in the world] [Let's take our younger siblings to see you How are you, mom...]

The mysterious man in black came to this place at the end. He stared at Ian quietly, and then turned his head to look at Baron Lean's body and the dissipated soul.

Buzz _ a behind Ian, the fairy wings moved rapidly, making him faster, and with this rapid momentum, the lightning-like blade slid in an arc, stabbing towards Baron Lean's left eye.

The baron smashed the ice cone at this moment, but his remaining strength was not old. He was about to raise the armor-piercing long cone in his hand, and smash the material in Ian's hand with pure strength, which can only be regarded as an elite cold light long sword.

Bang! The giant frost cone shattered, causing a small blizzard field to explode in the air, and a figure jumped out of it. The real killer move is Ian who falls with the ice pick and accumulates huge potential energy! Or, the long sword in his hand!

In an instant, Ian and the baron faced fifteen swords in a row, and the surrounding blizzard field was also scattered from the shock wave, just like the white zero swept away by the strong wind. Unexpectedly, it was Ian who appeared exhausted. baron.

But even so, he still forced the source essence in his body, and a warm and close force that not only came from where, let him successfully extract more source essence, and stimulated the speed in his hand faster!

[[Then you will still lose, you can't win]

This is me and the children working together. The sublimators of the second peak energy level can't compare with us. How can this kid still hold on?! A thought flashed, but Baron Ryan heard a voice that made him ecstatic collision sound. clang!

The king of the rock deer of the third energy level, with a roar on the top of the mountain, can cause a terrifying landslide in a large mountain range.

Under his piercing gaze, a pitch-black figure emerged from it. The smooth black armor was not so much armor as it was some kind of alien carapace, with an elusive mysterious aura.

About to enter the deepest abyss, the man seemed to wake up from a nightmare, and before his eyes flashed one death after another, in front of his eyes, in his hands, in the silent basement, in the untouchable The other side of the valley. A rain, a heavy rain that never stops fell in his soul. Everyone stared at him indifferently in the rain, with hatred and despair.

One_one I still...I haven't lost yet.

At this moment, most of the rock armor on the man's hands has been broken, and there are several wounds on his arms that should have been bleeding but were sealed by ice. Exhausted and overwhelmed, as if the fibers inside were on the verge of breaking and could no longer shrink. And the psionic arm of the left hand is even more illusory and hazy, and the psionic energy that the children helped him gather has been completely consumed. 1_- What's the matter, why can't I hold it in the first place?!

"You kid..."

The lord of the Lionland, the swordsman, the murderer, the unforgivable man, wailed and muttered to himself in pain: "I should be judged... I should be cut to pieces... Why am I alive, I should have died a long time ago..."

1_1 Next, I will activate the secret medicine stored in the stomach, and use the essentia to open up the blood vessels and the throat. I can still burn my last life to fight for ten minutes... Absolutely, I can definitely beat this young boy to the ground... …

But he had lost all his strength, even Hanren couldn't freeze the arterial blood of his lacquer soup, causing the blood mold to spread in the air. His body fell towards the ground below.

In this too crisp sound of the blade breaking, the cold light sword in Ian's hand was finally smashed by his armor-piercing long cone!

Ian's voice was calm and soft, without the slightest hint of fire, and in the roar of rain, it was difficult for anyone to hear except the boy himself. But he still said lightly, with a sigh of regret, and with certainty: "But I know." "It's you who should be broken into pieces."

It is not that it has no effect on him, but it is subtle and unpredictable!

[Time to go] Boom!

Thinking of this, the baron let out a wild roar, and the last source material erupted, causing the armor-piercing long cone to stab forward sharply, and it was about to penetrate the young man's throat and shatter his entire neck!

In the future, I will not have time to think clearly, this sword with only a hilt in the tunnel will turn into a long wound with a faint and full-color blade. The right arm that held the armor-piercing long cone was immediately cut off by the elbow, and the blood was frozen by the extremely cold blade before it could flow out.

Ian did not pursue, but silently watched as Baron Ryan's body fell to the ground. Then, turn your eyes to the misty darkness on the other side.

The voices of the children haunted the sinful soul, dragging him slowly into death. "I...I don't deserve to die like this...I'm a sinful lord..."