Arad's crooked savior

The conqueror and the first apostle fought fiercely in the starry sky. The sword energy intertwined with the fist light, and they collided for hundreds of rounds, pushing many stars away from their original orbits or breaking them on the spot.

"Am I getting stronger, or is he getting weaker?" The conqueror was full of energy, blood was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and one of the horns on his head was broken. He was obviously at a disadvantage.

Although his sword has not actually touched Kahn, it is incredible that he is still alive after hundreds of rounds of collisions.

As expected, Kahn's suffocating level of oppression should kill him within three to five rounds.

It's not that he is too depressed, but that is how it should be.

Assume that Kahn's despair level was originally 10, but now it is at most six or seven.

However, swords and fists can change in an instant, and Casillas cannot think too much. One sword belongs to him, and the other sword belongs to another conqueror. The two swords cut smoothly, and the sword energy erupted like a waterfall.

"End your so-called obsession." The first apostle was indifferent, taking a heavy breath to swallow the airflow of the universe. His fists suddenly changed. There were laws invisible to the naked eye lingering, making thousands of nearby stars tremble. .

That is a corner of the divine realm law that belongs exclusively to Kahn in the main dimension. It is what he realized when he set foot in the divine realm. It embodies his own strong will and belief. He is invincible with fists and eternally undefeated.

Casillas's face changed wildly, and now the first apostle had that feeling of despair and suffocation again. Has he been deliberately hiding his power?

boom!

The fists and swords collided. Both sides pursued tyranny and invincibility. The extremely opposing forces produced a terrible explosion in the universe, and the heavy stars were shattered or thrown away.

Boom!

Casillas's own sword shattered inch by inch, and the other sword flew away as his arm exploded. Immediately, under the erosion of the invincible fist, the conqueror's tall, ghost-like body was completely blown to pieces. Blood and bones were spattering.

"No!" You Xia, who had been silent all this time, exclaimed, with a look of unbearable expression on her face.

Huh……

You Xia, who manipulated the ring of domination and pursued absolute domination with a cold personality, had such a big reaction to the death of the conqueror. Ye Lin and others cast curious glances.

"It's like this." Yin Miwu explained for his good friend. Youxia himself must be embarrassed to explain, and said: "The lunar eclipse is separated from the second agreement, and the second agreement is separated from the Xuan Mo Association. How about the lunar eclipse?" Although the concepts of each organization are different, the essence is still the same.”

They all summon contract objects to fight for themselves, and the methods are different.

Katie, the elf leader of the Spin Demon Society, signed a contract with the fourth apostle and could summon the clone of the conqueror to fight at any time.

Even the entire Spin Demon Society has benefited a lot, as qualified young summoners can sign contracts with the great fourth apostle.

Moreover, after the fourth apostle lost to Kahn, he put aside the arrogance of a strong man and only wanted to practice stronger swordsmanship. Therefore, the other party in the contract with the conqueror took the initiative and hardly needed empathy.

The best among them, such as Katie and Bibi, can even call the fourth apostle's true form.

So for those who long for a more powerful summon, the Conqueror's Pact makes their teeth sore with envy.

He's strong enough and doesn't have any arrogance. Where can he find such a summoned creature?

Therefore, Youxia is also fascinated by the contract of the fourth apostle. He often imagines that he will whip his whip and the conqueror will draw his sword and chop all the enemies into pieces. It is so refreshing.

It is a pity that although the conqueror does not have the airs of a strong man, he will never tolerate any ring of dominance on his head.

Ye Lin is the only one who has both. He likes You Xia to look at him with disgust and step on him with her soft little feet.

Whether it's a domination ring, stockings or underwear, it's no problem if they can be worn over the head.

"It's okay, there are legal restrictions among the apostles." Ye Lin comforted.

Sure enough, in the next moment, time seemed to flow backwards, and the conqueror with his broken body was reunited as he was. The restriction of the law prevented him from escaping the fatal move.

You Xia breathed a long sigh of relief before letting go of her worries.

"Don't worry, I've got you covered." Ye Lin flipped through the calendar on his phone and realized, "Today seems to be Children's Day in Arad."

Then he patted his thighs and said that for the sake of making people in the demon world happy, I will sacrifice a little. The three of you can sit wherever you want. The number of legs is just right. Standing must be quite tiring.

Gan Cane fell into a deviant fantasy, three demons, a lolita and a leg...

"Pooh!"

Yin Miwu spat lightly, raised his middle finger at him, and said: "Children's Day is a holiday established to protect children's personal safety, rights to education, and a series of other issues. It is not a holiday established to make people in the demon world happy."

Ye Lin also sent a message to argue that the purpose is to make the people of the demon world happy. Aren't you the little witch who usually gets slapped more than scissor hands, with red eyes turning white and drooling at the corner of the mouth~

"Believe it or not, I'm going to tell Yako this." Yin Miwu put his hands on his hips, and Ganzhe gave in on the spot, humming.

There was still something to express. Taking advantage of the intermission, when time was flowing, Hiatt made some ice cream and distributed it to everyone.

"I want to eat too, I'm a baby too." Ye Lin raised his hand.

And Akko, who was in the demon world, was also taken to the heavenly amusement park by the second coach.

…………

The conqueror called back the only remaining sword, with a fearful look on his face. Kahn just now had a true sense of invincibility, which was frightening. If it were not restricted by the law, he would probably be dead.

The two faced each other in the starry sky without saying a word, and their breath was completely stagnant.

The balance of victory and defeat is already obvious, and there is no point in continuing to fight.

However, Casillas was unwilling to give in because his sword failed to leave a wound on the opponent.

If he admits defeat and quits at this moment, his realm will be exhausted and he will retreat and leave the transcendent realm. This will make it difficult for him to have a second chance to become stronger, and his inner demon will reappear again.

"In any case, my obsession has not been achieved yet." Casillas whispered, the smell of blood became stronger, and the sluggish fighting spirit became high.

So what if you give up this life? Death is no longer scary. What is scary is losing faith in the rest of your life.

In an instant, a bright sword light erupted in the abyss of the earth, and the transcendent aura surged and bloomed. Sodros returned with a sword, his eyes as sharp as swords.

Although he still has white hair, the wrinkles on his face have been smoothed out a little, and he has a childlike appearance and is in an unprecedented state of energy.

Sodros did not look at the first apostle, but frowned and looked at the dark abyss underground, which was the pit created by Kahn's kick.

Soderos asked, "Who are you? Do you know Clarice?"

The earth shook, and a ray of light that was completely different from the sword's intention came out, and another transcendent breath slowly emerged, but it had a bit of an ancient and dull flavor, and it seemed that it had just woken up.

"I protected the last flame of a civilization, so I was called by the supreme god, and a ray of divine consciousness was immortalized. I used to be her friend, but now I am her subordinate... I am..."

From the abyss walked out a man dressed in fine clothes and with a sickly pale face. He had an elegant temperament and was slender, but his aura of transcendence was astonishing. It was a bit stronger than the two newly promoted transcendences.

"Mephisto, that's my name. What era is it now? Is Terra still there?" the pale man asked.

"Terra... was broken long ago, endless years ago." The conqueror said calmly.

"Mephisto!" Clarice murmured, enlightened by some light of spiritual consciousness, and said in surprise: "You are one of the Biana-level warrior gods of Terra, but you are always outclassed by Noel."