Chapter 707 Eternal Night

  whoosh—

  High altitude in this world.

  Two figures stood out of nowhere, staring at the dark sun in the sky.

  Time seemed to be frozen at dusk, and blood-like brilliance sprinkled the world, exuding increasingly terrifying heat.

  The setting sun fell on the shoulders of the two, and Mr. Jing Yao said:

   "Kingsley's authority and power are so powerful that the power escapes from the astral world to the present world, manifesting visions and natural disasters... Within a few months, most of the mortals in this world will die, and angels and gods will be forced to sleep to reduce consumption. Even in the near future, we true gods will be no exception."

   "Therefore he must die."

  Chen Lun nodded, his tone indifferent.

   "This battle is inevitable, but it's just a little earlier."

   "Jack, Kingsley, as the most powerful existence among the old Seven Gods, don't take it lightly..."

  Mr. Jingyao turned his head and asked.

"I know."

   Chen Lun took a deep breath.

   "Go ahead, Mr. Angela."

"Um."

  Mr. Jingyao nodded.

   Immediately, He waved his hand, and a mysterious and complicated magic circle appeared in front of the two of them, as if overlapping with the sun in the sky.

  The densely packed various small seals changed positions in the magic circle, nested layer by layer, and finally moved to the correct position, emitting a bright turquoise light.

   "Let's go, this will be a battle that will determine the fate of Yanita Continent."

  Mr. Jing Yao opened the door to the astral world and said in a deep voice.

  Chen Lun didn't say a word, he stepped out holding the brim of his hat, and disappeared into the magic circle first.

  Mr. Jingyao followed closely behind.

   After the two left, the magic circle closed and dissipated by itself.

  When Chen Lun entered the astral world, the first thing he felt was heat.

   Unparalleled heat, at least thousands of temperatures.

  The dead star realm that was originally shrouded in the starry sky is now filled with distorted and noisy air currents, humming, and everything you can see is a blurred golden red color.

  Just leave a piece of golden red and nothingness.

   Nothing but light and heat.

  Chen Lun and Mr. Jing Yao are suspended in the air.

   Directly in front of you is a huge sun that is so huge that it fills the entire field of vision. It is dark and deep, covering the true face underneath that cannot be seen directly.

  The outline of the sun's edge rises and distorts the blood-like light rays, interlaced and overlapped, converging at the bottom, and a dazzling straight light spot hangs down.

  The out-of-control martyrdom erupted the terrifying pollution that had been accumulated for countless hours. The light and heat that permeated the astral world contained pollution and malice that could instantly kill a saint.

  Chen Lun stared at the sun expressionlessly, his eyes reflected a golden red.

  In the darkness, a figure came slowly.

   Can't see His face clearly, or He has no face.

  This person is more than two meters tall, without any clothing or decorations, with a perfect golden ratio, the lines and outlines of muscles can be vaguely seen, and the whole body is covered with only a layer of dazzling golden light, radiating terrifying light and heat all the time.

  When He appeared, it seemed that He was the only one left in this world.

  Light and heat focus on one point, silently singing praises to this pure white god.

   "Father of the Sun God, Kingsley Wordswall."

  Chen Lun murmured.

   Clang!

  The next moment, a ray of light burst out.

  Father Lie appeared next to Chen Lun at some point, holding a golden cross sword and slashed at his head, but was blocked by an ivory white cane in time.

  After the ear-piercing clank, the shock wave even wrinkled the horizon.

  嗡—

  The golden cross sword bloomed thousands of afterimages.

  Pure white waves of light and heat escaped in all directions, and the temperature soared again.

  Everything seemed to be blurred and distorted.

  Chen Lun's clothes, skin, muscles and bones were burned to ashes at this moment, and his whole figure seemed to melt into pure white.

  In the first fight, Chen Lun was instantly killed with one blow!

  Mr. Jingyao on the side was also covered by light and heat. He cast the supreme magic, causing a layer of dark blue crystals to appear on the surface of the body, refracting the light and heat... But even so, he was still blasted away by this unparalleled force.

   Next second.

  Boom!

   A tattered black robe twisted and bloomed, revealing a huge figure.

  The ivory white carved cross sword slashed at the father.

   Clang!

  In comparison, the "tiny" golden figure actually used the one-meter-long golden cross sword in his hand to support the pale sword curtain that covered the sky and the sun.

   Radiant.

  Every ray of light and heat is the supreme power of the sun in the world. Below eternity, if you touch it, you will die, and there is no possibility of survival.

   Clang clang!

   Clang, clang, clang!

  Chen Lun, who entered the "King of Cang Yi" posture, waved the cross sword indifferently, and launched a fierce attack on Liefu at a cutting speed of hundreds of swords per second.

   However, the opponent easily blocked it without any effort, even faster than Chen Lun.

  It can be said that among the top ten paths of gods, the sun should be the fastest in terms of speed.

  In the pure white field of vision, only the outline of high-frequency flickering can be vaguely glimpsed.

  The terrifying pollution radiation is extremely intense.

  At this moment, even if the angels are present, they dare not approach easily...even if they are watching, their eyes or perception will be burned by the light.

  Because this battle of gods has surpassed the ordinary level of true gods.

  whoosh—

  A cyan columnar laser beam, as bright as the stars shining in the sky, blinked, as if a blue mark had been cut through the white paper, right in the middle of the father's golden body!

  Like a meteor hitting the sun!

  Boom!

  Golden light and blue light blend, twist and overflow.

   collapsed to a point, and then exploded.

   The loud bang was deafening, and the star world was in chaos.

  Mr. Jingyao, the true **** of magic, is known for his destructive power. Back then, he shattered the entire spiritual world into three layers with just one finger.

   And this blow is full of Mr. Jing Yao's ultimate understanding and application of magic, and the supreme magic condensed through the supreme wisdom and knowledge.

  The horrible explosion lasted about half an hour.

  The astral world seems to be turned upside down by the aftermath.

  The figure of Liefu emerged in ripples, as if he was indeed affected by magic, but this still failed to seriously hurt him.

   Only a buzzing sound was heard.

  Father Lie's glowing body swelled suddenly, like a ray of sunlight illuminating the world, and his whole body instantly grew bigger, covering the sky and the sun.

  With a wave of the cross sword in his hand—

  Thousands of rays of light projected towards Chen Lun and Mr. Jing Yao indiscriminately!

  Boom! boom! boom!

  The figure in pale clothes once again turned into nothingness in the light and heat.

  There is no resistance.

   "Restart."

  Chen Lun's status is reset, and the fate line returns to one second ago.

  But the light filled every corner of the astral world, making it impossible for him to avoid it.

   Then die again.

   "Restart."

  The figure in Cang Yi appeared again, and was killed by light and heat again.

   "Restart!"

   "Restart!"

  Fate restarts, and the cycle repeats.

   It wasn't until nearly a thousand times of death that the power of Liefu's sword diminished.

  Chen Lun raised his head and stared at the incomparably huge golden figure, his heart trembled.

  Father Lie deserves to be the strongest true god!

  The sense of oppression He gave himself was far stronger than all previous opponents!

  In the perception, thousands of miles away, a crystalline star with a diameter of hundreds of kilometers floats in the golden light. No matter how the light and heat invade, it can't hurt it at all.

  Chen Lun knew that Mr. Jing Yao had already revealed his own mythical creature form in the face of such a powerful enemy as his father.

   He took a deep breath.

  The initial trial stage is over, and it's time for me to take out my hole cards and fight to the death!

   "Liu Li!"

  Chen Lun waved his hand, and the blue fire exuding a colorful halo rose.

  He was bathed in fire, and the "face of fate" and the "face of holy fire" overlapped and combined.

  The ivory-white carved cross sword in his hand turned into a glazed spiral sword in the blink of an eye. Without saying a word, he raised the sword and chopped it off!

  Boom—

  The twisted and swaying colorful blue fire left a deep sword mark in the pure white world...

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   Woo—

   Woohoo—

  Suddenly a strong wind blew up in this world.

   No, to be precise, it is a scorching hot air wave!

  In the empire, countless civilians endured burning pain and looked at the sky in horror.

  The scarlet sky that was originally at dusk was fading rapidly, and gradually, it entered the night completely.

   And the dark sun hanging in the center of the head disappeared.

   "The sun... the sun is gone!"

"In the end what happened?!"

   Crowds around the world are in shock.

  The sun disappeared, but the high temperature still existed, as if there was an invisible light and heat still scorching the earth.

  People have already hid in the basement of their homes under the command and guidance of the relevant departments of the empire, or the underground shelters temporarily opened by the government.

   But even so, the temperature is still frighteningly high.

   Resources are increasingly scarce, especially fresh water.

  At such a critical moment, a sip of water is often more precious than a gold pound, and it is precisely because of this that all kinds of chaos emerge in endlessly.

   Even with the suppression and control of the military and the church, it still cannot be eradicated.

  Many old people and children couldn't bear it, and died of dehydration. For those who survived, if they stayed on the surface for a while, their skin would crack and peel, and then blisters would grow.

  The night continued for several days, and the sun still hadn't risen.

  It seems that the whole world has entered eternal night.

   Fortunately, the high temperature began to subside.

  This is tantamount to giving people a ray of hope in the dark.

  Empires, high-level church leaders, and extraordinary people in the mysterious field are always paying attention to the sky, because these people know that all these changes are caused by the existence of the mysterious end, and a series of battles are unfolding.

   Only when the battle has a result, the natural disaster will be truly over.

  I don't know when it will start.

  Someone discovered that the night sky began to flicker with white light at a high frequency, and at the same time, there were one after another cyan meteors passing across the night sky, often accompanied by dull loud noises, which lasted for a long time.

  In an unknown corner, a long-haired man in a khaki cloak is recording this history on a scroll with a quill pen.

  He is none other than the Earth Angel, Shek Sid Mitchell.

   "—On February 23, 1st year of the Pale Calendar, after killing the sea **** "Eternal Sleeper" and the blood **** "Madame Rose" one after another, Jack Speight, the "King of Pale Clothes", teamed up with the **** of magic "Mr. Jingyao" to go to the star realm, and fought endlessly with the out-of-control sun **** "Father", and the world fell into eternal night..."

  Xike's expression was serious and serious, with anticipation flashing in his eyes.

  Completely recording this important history is part of His ascension ceremony. He will maintain the most objective position and attitude and will never intervene.

  At the same time, this history must be made public—

  As a result, everyone in this world, and even every living being, has heard the calm and indifferent narration of Xi Ke.

  The content is from the first day of the Pale Calendar, many major events that happened, such as Cang King's wedding, the fall of Sea God and Blood God, and the ongoing supreme fight...

   "Sun God, fighting the King of Pale Clothes?!"

  Countless people looked up at the white light and shooting stars in the night, speechless.

  (end of this chapter)