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: The Prologue Opens
Boom—! ! ! ! !
The roar suddenly exploded.
Long before the loud noise came out, Yuu’s figure had long since disappeared from the hall door, spanning dozens of meters, and suddenly appeared behind the middle-aged man who claimed to be the Six Kings of Darkness.
Without any communication, a fleshy palm pressed down on the back of the head of the Six Kings from top to bottom, and smashed it directly into the ground with the power of ten thousand.
The brown-yellow stone bricks burst open immediately, and as the stone bricks shattered, the yellow-brown stone powder suddenly filled the hall.
The pupils of the two ceremonies shrank, and they quickly covered Qiong’s nose, took small steps back, and exited the dusty and foggy hall.
Boom—! ! ! ! ! boom–! ! ! ! ! boom–! ! ! ! !
There was a rapid and continuous roar, as if a Behemoth beast was splashing in the hall, and the large apartment composed of 10,000 tons of cement was constantly trembling.
After a long while, the roar gradually ceased.
Along with the breeze, the dust and mist gradually dissipated, and the hall of the apartment suddenly attracted the attention of the two ceremonies.
The ground paved with brown-yellow tiles has long since disappeared, replaced by huge potholes dozens of meters deep.
The two rituals clenched the tachi in their hands, and their little feet in clogs crossed the gravel and steel bars on the ground and came to the edge of the pothole.
At the top of the pothole is the apartment foundation with a thickness of 6 meters. However, the foundation that can support the weight of 10,000 tons has already been violently blasted through. It even penetrated dozens of meters underground, exposing the dark brown soil underground.
The burst sewer pipe was continuously draining domestic water into the ground. With sharp eyes, the two rituals saw Yu standing in the center of the pothole.
You looked coldly at the red and white entangled flesh on the ground, which was the color mixed with the brain and the flesh.
Aware of the eyes of the two rituals, Yun shook off the red and white stains on her hands, and said slightly sideways. “Shi, step back, the next battle is not something you can intervene in.”
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
Rhythmic high-fives sounded softly.
On the other side of the pothole that faces the two ceremonies across the bank, the six Dark Kings in good shape stand on the edge of the pothole.White-gloved hands clapped.
“Your Majesty is right, step back, little girl, this battle is not at the level that humans can intervene.” Six King Quan lightly smiled and persuaded the two ceremonies.
That smiling face, like an intellectual English gentleman, has no previous hatred and resentment at all, as if everything before was an illusion.
In fact, Yuu understands that it is indeed an illusion, if the other party is really the Six Kingdoms of Darkness.
The second ancestor of the Six Kingdoms of Darkness, who has been sung in the world for thousands of years and is known as the commander of all the dead disciples when he wakes up, is such a brainless person, then he died a long time ago.
Hearing the sound of advice from the two of them, the two rituals frowned slightly, took a deep look at Yu, and turned and left decisively.
She is not stupid. The huge pit in front of her that is dozens of meters deep can explain everything. At least a battle of this level is not something that she, a one-hit-kill assassin, can intervene.
The six kings did not pay attention to the two ceremonies of leaving, even if the other party was the so-called person who connected to the root in the mouth of Araya Zonglian.
After all, in his eyes, the two ceremonies were too weak, so weak that he couldn’t even raise any interest.
Of course, the premise of all this is that he did not see the pair of demon eyes of the two rituals, and the two rituals with those eyes can be said to have the possibility of killing anyone with one hit.
A torrent of deep purple magic power surged on Liu Wangquan’s body, and he looked at Yu Dao with a surprised look on his face.
“I didn’t expect you to use hand-to-hand combat at all. If it wasn’t for that lofty divinity that made me confirm my identity, I’m afraid I would think you are a fake?”
The turbulent magic power is like a signal, and the concept of space is slowly beginning to blur. The originally 3-meter-high hall stretches upward invisible, and the space continues to expand.
Obviously, Araye Zonglian, who sensed the destructive power of both sides, resolutely expanded the battlefield.
Yu sneered at the Six Kings. “An impostor? Was it you who used an impostor to meet people? Besides, now you are just wearing the skin of a dead apostle.”
Liu Wangquan pondered for a moment. Although the fake product he had thrown out for the purpose of testing was implanted in his memory, it was false after all. There was nothing to refute, and his current body was indeed borrowed.
Thinking of it, the Six Kings Quan spread out his hands, somewhat helpless.
“It is indeed the case. At the moment when the Aruz Bailey ceremony has not been completed, I can only say that it is one of the fragments of the Dark Six Kingdoms. Even this body is temporarily borrowed from Mr. Van Feim’s body.”
At the end, the Six Kings laughed and laughed. “Of course Mr. Van Feim hates me now.”
Hearing this, You’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Van Feim, the Fourteenth Ancestral Demon City of the Dead Apostles, Fan Feim?”
Yu knows some information about Van Feim, one of the three oldest dead disciples who traversed the world for 4,000 years, and manipulated seven giant castle-like golems.
In addition, the Dark Six Kings who have now seized his body are considered to be a formidable enemy to his divine avatar.
“Since you know Mr. Van Feim’s name, it’s easy to handle.”
Liu Wangquan spread out his hands as if embracing the sky. With his movements, the turbulent dark purple magic power surged out like a tsunami.
In the surrounding atmosphere, as if something resonated with him, a lot of golden ripples appeared in the air behind him.
“Please don’t mind my borrowing flowers to offer Buddha.”
He chuckled lightly.
The voice of the Dark Six Kings suddenly became louder.
“Come on, show your charm to the great Lord of the Crusaders!!!”
The roar like the whistle of an aircraft carrier suddenly exploded.
Wearing clogs, her little feet with foot straps lightly stepped on the bricks. The two ceremonies were like a stroll, walking on the main road from the apartment to the outside world.
The red brick floor collided with the clogs, and there was a rhythmic crash.
Suddenly, the two rituals stopped and looked at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of them with cold eyes.
The tall and oppressive body exudes a heavy feeling like a mountain, and the former monk dressed in black monk clothes came to the front of the two ceremonies.
“I can finally see the end of this contradictory spiral!”