The Fire-Chasing Herrscher Who Destroyed the World

"Cough...cough cough cough...ho ho..."

Kevin held his sword and pulled out half of his buried body from the soil.

How can we defeat Mikael? Not to mention the various abilities extended by the final authority, even if Mikael only uses the most basic imaginary number barrier, it is enough to make everyone helpless in front of him - this was the case fifty thousand years ago, and it will still be the case fifty thousand years later. .

There was a trace of despair in Kevin's heart, but it was quickly replaced by determination. They must defeat Mikael here, in order to save more people, in order to realize the dream they once shared, and for the future they once promised to achieve together.

Therefore, when faced with the choice given by Mikael, he would refuse without hesitation.

Yes, without hesitation. Since you were able to make choices without hesitation in the past, you should never regret it now.

"There is absolutely no way to defeat Mikael who has the power of the End. This is for sure, a despairing fact. But... precisely because of everything we have experienced, we have the ability to defeat the End. The only possibility...mei..."

Kevin held the hilt of the Skyfire Sword tightly. If possible, he would also like to be like the male protagonist in the TV series, asking for a necklace, a pocket watch, or a photo to commemorate a deceased person, but He had nothing, and Mei left nothing of the sort. There are only three things that can prove that she once existed - the recording that she listened to so many times that it was destroyed, the memory that remains in her mind and cannot be saved no matter how hard she tries, and the memory that she holds in her hand. , the fiery greatsword.

"Don't worry, Mei, because you once existed, I will never lose."

The next moment, as he straightened his body again, the cold air in his body surged out without any restraint. It was late spring, and the world that had not long passed before the ice and snow dissipated once again became a wilderness covered with frost. The originally charred land could not be seen, and as for the place where Kevin originally stood, only a few drops of scattered snowflakes remained.

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"Master...master!"

Ling Shuang was shivering in the raging cold air. She had seen so many weird things that day that she turned a blind eye to the sudden frost.

She just held the Xuanyuan Sword upside down and watched blankly as the two flames collided in mid-air, and the sparks exploded to the side, and then fell down like thousands of meteors. The sky under the solar eclipse was not only the night sky, but also the night sky, which made the explosion look like gorgeous fireworks, at least it was extremely beautiful at the moment it exploded.

But Ling Shuang just stared at the center of the explosion. When the fire and smoke dissipated, under the dark sky, two small black spots that were difficult to detect began to fall rapidly, and then overlapped in mid-air.

"master!"

The next moment, Mikael hugged Hua across his arms and landed in front of Ling Shuang calmly and indifferently.

"Oh? Are you calling her?"

Mikael lowered his head and glanced at the person in his arms, and Ling Shuang's eyes also moved to his arms. Probably because of his posture, Hua's bangs that originally covered half of his face fell to one side, revealing his relaxed brow and gently closed eyes.

Her expression was not tense, but rather showed a certain kind of relief and relaxation, as if she finally got some time to rest after a day of hard work - if you ignore the small blood mark between her eyebrows.

But that was where Ling Shuang, who had been practicing swordsmanship for many years, focused his first glance, because there was still a seemingly non-existent sword energy there, and because that was what the master taught him from the beginning, the art of practicing Taixu sword energy. The greatest weakness of man.

The sword energy pierces the center of the eyebrow and goes straight into the sea of ​​consciousness, but the sword heart is strong and fragile. Even if the cultivation level reaches Taixu, there is absolutely no resistance when faced with the sword energy that goes straight into the sea of ​​consciousness, and it will only be completely shattered. The reason why the sword heart is powerful is because it is the foundation of Taixu sword energy. If the sword heart is broken, the cultivation will be completely useless. Even if you are lucky enough to survive, you will be nothing more than a useless person.

But isn’t the weakness of the sword’s heart the key to the human body itself? The probability of not dying after being stabbed between the eyebrows with a sword is by no means zero percent, but it's not bad either.

"Clang-"

Ling Shuang's hand weakly let go, and the thick Xuanyuan Sword fell on the clear ice, making an unusually crisp sound.

This girl, who was always known for her indifference and ruthlessness among the seven disciples, covered her face in pain and knelt down in front of Mikael with intermittent sobs.

"You...you killed the master...her, she obviously..."

Ling Shuang didn't understand. She had so much incomprehension about this matter from the very beginning... no, from the very beginning.

The first thing she didn't understand was that she was the one who wanted to kill the master not long ago. If Su Mei had followed Su Mei's plan, there would have been a gash between the master's eyebrows, but the person who stabbed the sword was not Mikael. It's just Ling Shuang herself. But why was he so desperate and painful when he actually faced the death of his master, who had clearly planned to do this?

Of course, this was just the doubt that came to mind at the first moment. To be honest, it was just a tiny part of countless sorrows and doubts, and it only appeared for such a short moment.

What she doesn't understand even more is why the man in front of her...the man and master in front of her have reached this point.

She could see it, and she believed the other six disciples could also see it. Obviously...it's clear that the master likes this man so much, and this man just fell from the sky forcefully not long ago, just to protect the master...and why, just a few days later, the two people turned to each other with swords, and even let the master die in his death. In the hands of the person you like?

She still doesn't understand that both the master and Kevin talk about saving the world and actually put it into action. As for Mikael, since the master still likes him, he will never As for what kind of heinous person he is? But how could they destroy a good city like this with just one blow? And when faced with the choice of someone who could save the entire city, he chose to continue fighting without hesitation?

What exactly is the so-called "human being" in the eyes of these gods-like people? Is it an object that needs to be protected, or is it a consumable that can be used regardless of life or death? Or maybe their "protection" was nothing more than a divine, superior gesture from beginning to end. Their so-called saving the world, their so-called protecting human beings was just like when she saw an injured sparrow when she was a child, so she simply gave it to him. What about a charity like giving me some medicine?

There were so many things she didn't understand, and many of them were doubts she had accumulated since she was accepted as a disciple by her master. At this moment, they all exploded in her mind, leaving her at a loss and unable to continue fighting. Desire is gone.

"There's nothing I don't understand."

Mikael held Hua's hand slightly harder. He looked at the girl in front of him and made a sound with disdain. Such actions, such tears, such powerlessness, such confusion, he and she had already experienced countless times and witnessed countless times. He didn't need to use the power of consciousness to guess what the girl was thinking.

He knew all the pain she was feeling at the moment, but he was too lazy to answer it, didn't bother to answer it, and didn't have the time to answer it.

Because all the pain is just because of one sentence:

"You just...don't know anything about Honkai."

Just like we used to be.

Mikael added mentally.

But after all, he was different from before. His footsteps will never stop for anything, whether it is the cry of the girl in front of him, whether it is the gradually cold body in his arms, whether it is Kevin's roar behind him, whether it is the sadness and sorrow of the entire city, don't even think about it. Holding back his progress.

Whether she loves or hates you, never expect that you will make even the slightest deviation from the established path.

Whether you use the people you once loved or kill the people who once loved you, everything is just to reach the ending where you have a beautiful future but no future... Unlike the weak Herrscher fifty thousand years ago, From the moment he became the ultimate, from the moment he wanted to become the ultimate, he walked unswervingly on the path he believed to be the right path, and would never be shaken by anything again.

"Do you want your master?"

Mikael took a step forward, Ling Shuang raised her head suddenly, her master's corpse quickly filled her sight, and she flew out with it, rolling up ice crystals like rain and fog.

Mikael took advantage of the opportunity to pick up the Key of Dominance on the ground, slashed backwards with his backhand, and hit the strange sword that was half frost, half fire, and covered in pitch black mud.

"boom!"

The key of control that he once gave to Yuhua could not hold on for even a moment. Before it even hit the sword of Jie Mie Wujin, it was smashed into countless pieces by the sharp sword energy rolled up when he swung the sword. .

The weapon shattered, but Mikael did not panic. The Taixu Sword Qi he had learned at some point seemed to give him a sense of fun that he had not seen in a long time in a boring battle. Seeing that the sword body was broken into countless fragments, he just heard him utter the word "go" softly, and each fragment of different sizes was wrapped in the sword energy and shot towards Kevin.

"drink!"

Kevin picked up the tail of the sword and lifted it up. The broad blade of the sword stood up, blocking all the fragments of the sword that were shot at his vitals.

As for the parts that hit the limbs, they were completely devoured by Vishnu among the beasts of Brahma almost as soon as they entered the body, and the wounds caused were repaired as before driven by the Garuda factor.

He changed his moves in the middle, but his movements were not stiff. Instead, he took advantage of the situation and swung the sword to the top of his head. He also jumped high and slashed down with a crazy gesture that exposed all his vitals to the enemy without caring.

"哐——哐——哐——"

Mikael took advantage of the gap and took two steps back to distance himself. When Kevin's big sword slashed down, he had laid countless imaginary barriers between himself and Kevin.

Just like fifty thousand years ago, the great sword may be able to break through countless barriers in succession, but it will always stay in front of the last one, unable to move forward.

"So, it's time to take a long memory."

Mikael raised his hand and swung lightly at Kevin's abdomen. The invisible fist hit there instantly, knocking Kevin's entire body backwards into an arch shape.

Then Mikael pushed his hand forward again, and the imaginary number barrier rolled over with an unstoppable attitude. Everything that tried to block it along the way was nothing more than a mantis' arm. The huge ravine on the ice sheet continued to the edge of the mountains south of the city. The imaginary number barrier The force of the barrier's advancement finally came to an end when it reached that point, and dissipated after smashing a huge square depression into the mountain.

"I told you...hehe."

Mikael wanted to speak sarcastically as before, but after the words came out of his mouth, he fell silent. In the end, everything was just a sneer.

Suddenly, blue flames instantly ignited the entire mountain range, even illuminating the surrounding light and shadow almost like dawn.

However, instead of feeling any warmth, the air became even colder, almost turning into ice.

Because the blue thing is not a flame at all, but a cold air that rises like a burning flame.

Under the raging cold, the surrounding wind howled more and more, and all that could be heard was the "hissing, hissing" sound of the wind, like a knife cutting flesh.

"Is it coming?"

For the first time, a serious look appeared on Mikael's face, but he only had time to see a glint of light. His body instinctively turned to the right out of avoidance, and then hundreds of imaginary barriers in front of him were all shattered at once. .

The weird-shaped sword tore off a piece of flesh and blood from his waist and abdomen. The monster holding the sword did not stop even after the attack. He kept his head down and continued to rush forward. The ice and snow spread out in front of him in the shape of a huge wave. , when Mikael turned around under the huge force, he had jumped again and stretched backwards, and his whole body and the big sword in his hand quickly flipped and fell due to gravity.

Mikael gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand. Hundreds of invisible imaginary number barriers blocked him, but all this brought was the sound of a series of shattering glass. The fragments of the imaginary number barrier flew all over the sky, reflecting all kinds of reflections. Such light and shadow, the destruction is like stars.

But at the moment, no one can or is willing to appreciate such a beautiful scenery. Accompanied by an extremely suppressed shout and Mikael's rapidly contracting pupils, there is an explosion like a mountain roar and a tsunami. , a shock wave so sharp that it flattened the church spire to the north and the mountains to the south.

"ah!"

Ling Shuang managed to get up shivering with great difficulty, and was knocked backwards by the impact. Her fingers were embedded in the ice and dragged backwards for a full two to three meters. Finally, she could no longer hold on and fell backwards again. , but this time she hit a stiff and heavy body. She hugged the body and finally stabilized her body. Then the shock wave gradually weakened, and she was finally able to raise her head.

Needless to say, the body she was hugging was undoubtedly the master's...

How else to say that the master is an immortal? Even though she was dead, her appearance still did not change at all under the impact of the strong wind and snow. Her complexion was still jade-like, not even stained by any ice or snow, but her hair was a little messed up and had hairpins. It was just blown away.

Ling Shuang looked at her master's body with a complex expression, either fearful or regretful, but after two or three seconds, confusion took over.

The master is dead, what should we do next?

Should she return to the battlefield and fight Mikael to the end without knowing why she was fighting, or should she run away? After all, this battle was just a foreign land for her.

No, that's not right!

Those who fall into the devil must be punished. This is a commandment that every disciple of Taixu Mountain must abide by. Isn't Mikael's situation like being possessed by a demon?

But... but...

Others may not be able to detect it based on their swordsmanship, but for Ling Shuang, whose swordsmanship has reached Taixu, the master, the man named Kevin, and Su, whom he met once before...

Aren’t they all possessed by demons?

She wanted to know what all this was about.

But no one was willing to tell her the truth from beginning to end.

Maybe there was no time, or maybe she felt that the days ahead were long and there would be plenty of time to explain in the future, but the result was nothing more than the confusion she felt at this moment.

"What on earth should I do..."

She slowly clenched her hand, and the Xuanyuan Sword given by her master was gone. For her who doesn't know the meaning of the sword, but has learned the sword Yun and the sword god, Xuanyuan Sword is actually not that important. But it still symbolizes something, something Ling Shuang is unwilling to discard.

But since the master is dead, there is no need to care about those things...

She wiped away the snot she had shed from the cold or from crying, but the next moment, the sobs in her throat stopped abruptly.

She felt that the master's "corpse" she was pressing was gradually getting warm again.

"Fake...just fake..."

Of course she hoped this was true, but her reason kept telling her that people could not be resurrected, and this must be just a hallucination caused by a trance.

So she seemed to have pressed the pause button, kneeling straight in the wind and snow, not even daring to look down at her master's body.

Obviously knowing that at this moment, in a battlefield where one could die at any time, one should concentrate more and never think about irrelevant things, but many years ago, logically speaking, those two things should have been forgotten. The ghost stories told by the senior sister came out one after another...

Especially when she pressed her palms against her master's flat chest, she could clearly feel the warmth coming from her palms.

Could it be that some ghosts, monsters and ghosts have taken over the master's body!

wrong! Isn't the master already possessed by a demon? Could it be that after she died, the demon inside her was out of control and consciously took over her body?

Ling Shuang swallowed her saliva again and again, until her neck muscles became sore. It seemed that in her eyes, the unknown monsters, ghosts and monsters were more terrifying than Mikael who flattened the city. .

"hiss--"

She finally couldn't help but look down at the source of the sound, and saw that the blood stain on the master's eyebrow had disappeared, and there was a misty white steam rising from her forehead, which was torn apart in the wind and snow in less than a second. broken.

Then, she saw the master's eyelashes trembling, the muscles on his face twitching slightly, and his facial features trembling.

This lasted for about ten seconds before the master opened his eyes.

"Um...uh, Ling Shuang? Are you here?"

As soon as Hua broke out of the darkness, he saw his disciple making a sword hand, looking at him half in fear and half warily.

"you you you you……"

Hua Dai stared blankly at Ling Shuang, who was frightened and could not speak clearly. After two or three seconds, he suddenly smiled.

That was the brightest smile that Ling Shuang had ever seen as a master in his memory.

It was as if something heavy had disappeared. Although the smile was a bit far-fetched and couldn't erase the faint sadness, it was at least relaxed enough.

"Don't worry, it's me, not something else."

Hua sat up and reached out to rub Ling Shuang's head.

She stood up again, her long hair stretching like a waving flag under the pull of the wind and snow.

"Ling Shuang, can you still fight?"

"I……"

"Don't worry, I will tell you what you want to know when this battle is over. I will never break my promise. Of course, I may forget it, so you must remind me."

"Master, are you trying to..."

"Ling Shuang, although you have trained as a swordsman, you have never used Shen Yun in actual combat, right? Just treat it as a disciple for once, okay?"