Beng Tie, the interstellar warlord starting from Yaliluo

The first time to send a knife, I am not proficient, please forgive me.

"Boom, boom, boom......."The

ice spear carried terrifying energy, and it continued to fall to the ground like raindrops, splashing a large amount of smoke and dust.

Fortunately, the platform is relatively large, and in order to cover the entire platform inside, the density of ice and rain has also been reduced a lot.

The protagonist group and his party relied on the shield of March 7 on their bodies, and their strong physical fitness as a fateful pathfinder, coupled with the reason that there were relatively few people, except for some small injuries on everyone's body, they did not suffer much damage in this ice rain.

"Damn, it hurts to death!" Qin

Huairen, who was leaning against the mountain wall, had a very unsightly face.

There was now an ice gun that pierced directly through the socket of his left shoulder and was nailed directly to the mountain wall.

Feeling the pain in his shoulder, Qin Huairen scolded secretly and aimed at the ice gun, and directly shot the ice gun to pieces.

In just five or six seconds, the piercing area was already purple-brown, and there was obvious frostbite.

The left arm is now completely unconscious, but there is good news. That is, except for a subtle tingling sensation, the piercing area did not continue to transmit too intense pain.

"Lord, are you okay?"

Reaching out to pull out the ice gun stuck in his leg, Boris limped to Qin Huairen's side.

"How's the battle damage?"

Paying attention to the situation ahead, Qin Huairen asked Boris.

At this time, a very different energy fluctuation suddenly came from the star in mid-air.

In the sea of consciousness of

the star - following the guidance of the will of the guardians, the star slowly walked towards the fire spear that was almost the same shape as the ice spear in the hand of Cocoria, but exuded a scorching aura.

In order to defeat the Mother of Vanity and save Arilo from the brunt of misfortune, Star must take a gamble. Just like the last time on the space station, when he was attacked by the Doomsday Beast, Nanuk cast his gaze at him.

This time, faced with the Mother of Illusion, who wants to destroy Arilol, Kripper, the guardian of stars, will also cast his gaze on him.

With the determination to protect her, Star reached out and shook the hilt of the flame spear.

The blazing heat burned the skin on the palms of his hands, and a sharp pain swept through his mind.

But Xing still gritted his teeth and slammed the spear into his hand.

As the flame spear was held by the star, the surrounding energy began to rage, gradually forming an energy vortex.

The wind from the vortex of energy blew the star's clothes with a roar, and his gray hair flew in the wind.

Holding the breath in his chest, Xing struggled to hold the flame spear in his other hand.

"Rise!"

barely squeezed out the syllable from between his teeth, and the green tendons on Xingqingxiu's face rose up because of too much force.

"Give me, get up!" roared

, and Star jerked his hands upward.

Click....

As the ice surface of the imprisoned flame spear shattered, the heavenly fire was unsheathed! An

incomparably brilliant amber light rose from the flame lance to the sky, completely illuminating the entire space.

At the same time, at the edge of the universe, a star god holding a giant hammer and covered in a huge piece of amber flashed in his eyes and looked at the star.

There was a flash of white light in front of him, and the star broke away from the sea of consciousness.

The ice spear that originally pierced through his chest had now turned into a flame spear burning with raging fire, and was held tightly in Xing's hand.

And as if instructed by something, the creation engine stretched out its broad palm to catch the star when it was about to fall to the ground, and then slowly lowered it to the ground.

Feeling the power that filled his body, Hoshi looked back and cast a confident glance at his companions. Then he raised the flame gun in his hand. Pointing directly at the mother of vanity in mid-air.

Seeing that the current Mother of Illusion was finally entangled, Qin Huairen reluctantly put his mind back on Boris's report.

"Lord, most of us are dead and wounded. Also, Lilian, she..."

Looking at Qin Huairen, Boris, a big boss, was a little speechless for a while.

"What's wrong?"

Hearing Boris's strange tone, Qin Huairen thought of something, and his heart "chuckled".

Seeing that Boris was still stumbling, Qin Huairen grabbed the other party's shoulder and roared angrily.

"Tell me what's wrong!"

Boris, who had never seen his lord so emotional, trembled and stammered.

"Lillian, she.... He's dead.

As he spoke, Boris also held out his finger and pointed in one direction.

Hearing what Boris said, Qin Huairen's breathing stagnated, and his heart seemed to be held by an invisible big hand, making him unable to breathe.

Ignoring the injury on his shoulder, Qin Huairen ran in the direction of Boris's finger.

In the past seven hundred years, no matter what happened, Qin Huairen's heart had never been as nervous as it was now.

In the snow not far away, countless Krieg soldiers who couldn't dodge in time and were directly pierced through their bodies by ice spears lay on the ground.

The red blood stained the pure white snowflakes, bringing a touch of bewitching beauty to this snowfield.

Among the soldiers lying on the ground, Qin Huairen saw the figure he was looking for at a glance.

It's just that...

Looking at the figure that was directly pierced through the left chest by an ice spear, the last trace of luck in Qin Huairen's heart instantly turned into a bubble and dissipated.

Struggling to maintain his sanity, Qin Huairen controlled his numb body to the side of the figure.

Stretching out a trembling hand and probing the other person's pulse, feeling the unfluctuating pulse and cold skin, the sound of something beginning to crack in his head came to his mind.

The originally gentle voice became hoarse, like an organ with broken strings, squeezing out a tattered tone.

"No, we promised to go down together, she just fell asleep.... That's right, I just fell asleep..."

At this moment, Qin Huairen finally understood what the strange feeling in his heart was before. Perhaps, he has long fallen in love with this girl who has accompanied him all the way from loneliness.

Yes, after getting along for a long time, even the machine soul will have emotions, let alone a living person? It's just that some people don't recognize it clearly.

Although the cruel truth was already in front of him, Qin Huairen still couldn't accept it and carried out self-hypnosis.

It's just that this hypnosis is only temporary...

Uncovering the mask, looking at the delicate face under the mask that had become incomparably pale, and looking at the eyes that were as beautiful as malachite in the past had now become dissipated, Qin Huairen finally recognized the reality.

The girl who has accompanied her for seven hundred years... He's dead.

"Click........"

In the depths of my heart, the chain full of cracks and imprisoning the demon was completely shattered at this moment.