ruler!

Not only was the situation on the chessboard suddenly changing, but even outside the chessboard, many eyes from the Abyss Hall were cast here interestingly.

In fact, until now, to the outside world, the existence of Aleister is a mystery shrouded in clouds.

Except for the events shown by the Golden Dawn, which proves that such a person exists, the others, even those who belong to the abyss, are unknown.

The information circulating outside is completely inconsistent at all.

Among the visitors to the Land of Nothingness, some said that Aleister was an old and weird old man, but others said that she was a beautiful and wise lady, and others said that he was arrogant and indifferent. Boy...Every one is contradictory, but every one seems extremely conclusive.

At this moment, in just a few seconds, that mysterious coagulator had so smoothly ascended the ruler's throne, even with the support of the golden dawn, it was enough to make people stunned.

You must know that although the battlefield is fictionalized by event records, event records must also be intelligence transformed from real things, and there is absolutely no possibility of modification and cheating.

If it can be done within the chessboard, it must be able to reappear at any time outside the chessboard... Can this be regarded as the Golden Dawn has mastered a certain ability to create a ruler in a short period of time?

Now, even Marcus, who was faint in the wheelchair, raised his pupils slightly.

Soon, it seemed to understand something.

"The chosen one...?" The diplomat sighed softly, "After so many years, you really are, holding a good card."

"There is a great future in hell, isn't it?"

Mathers replied calmly: "It's not just that the present situation is moving forward. For so many years, you have been obsessed with a trivial concept, reluctant to give up, but never look forward.

It is only a matter of time before the so-called Utopia begins to be complacent and abandoned by this world. "

"Ha, ha ha... Maybe so."

The diplomat raised his head slightly, coughing and grinning, but his eyes mocked and indifferent: "Compared with the vigorous opponents, the declining and old appearance is truly embarrassing.

However, please be careful. "

He said, "The world you abandoned is right in front of your eyes."

At that moment, on the chessboard, the souls who were once abandoned in hell, the world that was once abandoned by the golden dawn, among the sacrificial wrath spirits roared loudly.

roar!

Even the power of the ruler is not enough to suppress this hatred.

The higher the enemy stands, the more dazzling the enemy's light, and the higher the blood hatred of this inheritance path!

In the darkness, the furious monster unfolded its invisible wings, and the painful glow reappeared, falling again like a meteor, toward the city below its own strength!

The storm started out of thin air.

Thunder burst!

Above the tower, Aleister, who had already been promoted to ruler, had no expression on his face, and the scroll in his hand reappeared.

There is a hoarse chanting in the wind, unfolding the picture scroll of the ancient capital, and the past stories reappear-about magic, about miracles, about a young man named Aladdin, about a mysterious oil lamp...

Along with the description of Vientiane, bursts of smoke rose up, transforming into a huge giant spirit out of thin air, and endless calamities flowed from the emptiness of the body, changing uncertainly.

"Denger, stop them." Aleister called.

Under the order, the scarlet eyes of the giant spirit turned back and locked the enemy that had fallen from the sky, and then the huge body turned into a storm rising from the ground, blocking the front of the Nautilus.

Along with the mighty roar, a storm and monsters like countless blades collided in one place.

Nautilus's body shook suddenly, as if it had collapsed, evaporating silently, and strands of pitch-black smoke were swept into it by the storm.

Disappear without a trace!

In the sudden silence, there came the horrified roar and shout of the giant spirit.

In the middle of that storm, a wisp of pitch black suddenly appeared, and the monsters scattered into nothingness were reorganized from the storm. The huge behemoth opened its mouth, and greedily gluttonized the calamity and origin, as if from the inside out. It's eating it like viscera.

From the center, tore the huge tornado, wrapped in a huge amount of blood, came out of the stomach!

A torrent of blood spewed out from the remains of the giant spirit, and a tragic gap suddenly appeared in Aleister's hand above the ancient texts, and the sparse source matter flowed out of it, and there was no wonder.

The Nautilus that fell from the sky has once again hit the city.

The rising mass set off a wave on the earth, and the sound of broken pages was endless. I don't know how many secret instruments erected in this city were crushed to shreds at this moment.

One-fifth of the lights went out.

Actually... not blocked?

Aleister frowned slightly.

And in the dented fissure, the Nautilus embedded in the earth was flowing like water, without stagnation, it condensed and formed again, and rose into the air.

Basically, unscathed!

Even fierce and violent, more than ever!

After a short run-in, Huai Poetry has begun to gradually touch its essence-this power created by the soul and the source of hatred has no fixed form in itself!

It itself is the hatred of the Utopia, a monster created by the anger in the hearts of countless solidified people.

From the moment of birth, he was destined to live by devouring hell, calamity and death.

The reason for mimicking the appearance of Nautilus is that they have been deeply integrated with the heavenly warships in the long battle. Therefore, the most terrifying posture can be reproduced at any time. However, this does not mean that there is no way for them to become other things!

Solid, liquid, and gaseous, under Huai Shi's attempts, the weird posture constantly changes and turns, gradually becoming familiar, without any jerky.

Pervasive!

It was just a moment of negligence that the Nautilus turned into a dark storm again, and went up against the tower, engulfing the tower. In front of Aleister, in the darkness, countless pieces of iron emerged out of thin air, turning into a hideous mouth.

Shockedly closed!

There was a loud noise.

In front of Aleister's raised arm, cracks appeared in the closed iron teeth.

Such a posture...

Outlaw King? !

The same power structure as the monster-level old man standing on the top of martial arts was revealed from the solidification body, and then, the thunderous roar spread.

The storm that Nautilus had turned into a big hole was punched out.

But then, Aleister's arm also fell apart and turned to ashes.

The solidified person frowned slightly.

It seems regretful.

"Sure enough, it's just a rigid application, can't it be reproduced at all?"

The record he filled in should be a re-enactment of the time when the King of Outside Dao smashed Qingyan Hell with a punch, but the violent power is beyond control. It only reproduces one of two hundred and almost destroys himself. NS.

Can only rein in the cliff.

Under Aleister's left shoulder, the phantom of the star coin appeared, and his arm grew again. With the blessing from Edward, even the limbs destroyed by extreme intentions were quickly reborn.

No blemish.

The pure punches of the Abyss bloodline, Vitt Tarot, and the King of Outer Dao, and even this amazing operation... In less than half a minute, the proud skills of many members of the Golden Dawn have been revealed from his hands, which is chilling.

Relying on the deep resonance with the pseudo-canon "Book of Law", he has become one with the city under his feet. As the ruler representing the golden dawn, what he holds is this all-encompassing authority-all gold The abilities of Liming's members can be reproduced through events.

It's like, now.

The reborn palm lifted again and aimed at the Nautilus in the dark. Void things converge between the unfolded palm, and converge into crystals.

"I already understand your nature-is it a combination of pure origin and emotion? It's a good match for you."

Aleister whispered softly: "If that's the case...then use this book, bury you completely!"

"fifth Element"!

In the blink of a finger, the sky full of dark clouds suddenly burst, and the clouds covered with declining rain turned into alchemy reactors, endless disasters surging, colliding with each other, inspiring dazzling light.

Amidst the burning of lightning and flames, the infinite source material actually produced a reaction comparable to nuclear fission. Bunches of light condensed into substance tore through the reactor formed by the cloud layer, and spilled toward the earth!

Exhausted the earth, water, fire and wind, invested all the elements in the world, and sacrificed endless disasters in exchange for a fleeting miracle.

In the core of the cloud, a dazzling crystal the size of a thumb is quietly generated. It is the fifth element, which is equivalent to the philosopher's stone, the source of the name of the fifth-order sublimator.

But there are too many sources and miracles in that unstable structure.

It can't be kept for a long time.

At the moment of birth, the purest annihilation reaction erupted from it.

The magnificent destruction like the explosion of the sunspots of stars descends-the almost endless heat is condensed into a single line, and the long needles of molten fire pierced from the clouds, and the air was also burned to crimson wherever it passed, dozens of distances away. Kilometers, patches of pitch black surfaced on the earth.

Under the shining and urging of the blazing light, even if there has not been a direct contact, the monsters gathered by hatred began to violently evaporate.

The darkness swayed, rapidly thin.

But in the deepest darkness, a sneer sounded.

"It looks awe-inspiring, but isn't it actually just copying?" Huai Shi asked mockingly, "It seems like who can't do the same!"

The dark tide suddenly boiled, and threw out toward the ray of bright light that descended!

From the countless ascending illusions, twelve giants like windmills emerged, as well as the illusion of a lonely knight galloping!

Galloping impassionedly, he rushed towards the established demise and the unavoidable ending.

This is the end of faith.

But just above that torrent, in the rapidly evaporating darkness, there are hard crystals quickly appearing, reconstruction, sharp edges and corners, and endless hatred turned into steel, forming the embryonic form of the towering city!

In this way, using this endless hatred and calamity as materials, filled in the records of the Book of Destiny, guiding those suffering souls to form a new posture again.

——Tianque appears!

Then, the thunder waved, loud noises roared, and the sharp sound that shook the sky and the earth brewed between the infinite electrodes.

In the distance, amidst the fierce struggle, Ying Fangzhou's movements suddenly stagnated.

Disregard the enemies close at hand.

Looking back.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that the world seemed to turn into darkness under the falling line of fire, but in this darkness, there was a fiery light that I was so familiar with, flying into the sky!

That is the thunder and lightning that belongs to the monarch in the cloud alone!

And what is more familiar is the composition, and even the once unique mode of operation...

"purification?"

Jun Yunzhong sighed suddenly, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Actually learned...

Even better than myself!

Relying on the special nature of Nautilus ~lightnovelpub.net~ In that darkness, under the terrifying pressure of the Tianque structure, the purest quality is sublimated from infinite quantities.

In the deepest hatred, the light of revenge was brewing.

That was unprecedented...

——Twenty-six levels of purification!

Even for a moment!

But in this short moment, the heat of heaven and earth, blocking, the fifth element, and even all the defenses of the independence of the world have been penetrated!

Everything in the world loses its color at this moment, only the trembling outline outlined by the tyrannical thunder light.

There was a tearing sound.

From the spine of the "Book of Dharma"!

(End of this chapter)

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