Chapter 91 Awakening (below)

"They - the descendants of the sword of disaster, want to imitate the power of an end?" Cohen's eyebrows pick: "Imitation? That is to say that this power has a prototype to be imitated?"

"Prototype," Jeddy thought seriously and nodded. "Yeah, so to speak - imitate a superb power as a prototype."

Cohen frowned, sinking:

"Extraordinary power?"

"This is a long time ago, we call the power of the end, so," the police officer wondered: "The extraordinary power of the prototype was before the end of the war - that is, at least seven hundred years ago?"

"Longer, much longer than you think." Jeddy took a breath and recalled discussions with other inheritors, faintly:

“The 'prototype' you said has appeared from the time of the kings to the ancient empire, but the most famous record is at the apex of the first civil strife of the ancient empire – the owner of a kind of 'prototype' extraordinary power Take the soldiers into the capital of Triumph and cut off the head of the Supreme Emperor."

Cut down...

emperor……

Head?

Cohen opened his mouth in surprise:

"Emperor? You said it was a weak final empire. I still believe it, but that is a great ancient empire! Why didn't the history lesson say this?"

"In the two generations of the Empire, the emperor was assassinated more than once. There are two examples of success. As for why you are a nobleman, you don't know..." Jeddy showed a proud smile:

"In the first place, due to well-known reasons, there are not many historical materials of the two generations of empire in the stars. If you want to find the most complete historical texts, you have to go to the dying house of the day and night dynasty, or here, to end the tower of truth.

Secondly, the comet royal family is a descendant of Carother's room. Even if they know this, do you think that the supreme king will happily put the 'emperor cut off the army' into the book? ”

"Back to the topic," Jeddy sat down cross-legged - this is Shao's meditation method, compared to his other squat method, Jeddy feels that this Far East sitting method has a special master feeling - pat yourself Sabre:

"I heard that the guy of Sui Emperor, with the power of this mysterious prototype, defeated almost all of his opponents of that era, and even the Master met him, and he had to be careful."

"All the opponents?" Cohen asked in surprise: "Where is this prototype strong?"

“I don’t know,” Jeddy frowned. “There is a record in Krasou’s own note that the most powerful feature of that extraordinary power is that it has no features.”

"No features?"

Jeddy has a hand and is irresponsible: "In any case, Krassu was written this way a hundred years ago."

"No," Cohen frowned and wondered: "If this extraordinary power is really so powerful, for a thousand years, I was not eager to learn first. Everyone is practicing, and now it is the most popular end. Is it the power?"

"Yes, why isn't it widely circulated? This is a strange place," Jeddy reveals a mysterious look, and looks at you and asks me: "We figured it out."

Cohen raised his eyebrows and held his arm without asking.

Jeddy raised his mouth and frowned, staring at Cohen.

But the latter still doesn't care, as if he just came to the library to take a walk and listen to the story.

In the end, Jeddy gave a look at Cohen, but he couldn’t help but sigh.

"Kelasu's notes are unknown, and there is a clear record of the awakening and promotion of this power - this is his research with another inheritor at the time."

Cohen stared at him curiously.

Jeddy gently opened his mouth and spit out the words with a bright Far East color, like a verse:

"After life and death, it is extraordinary, and it has survived and died."

Cohen opened his mouth and shook his head twice.

Do not understand.

Jeddy sighed: "Our usual end-of-war power, including the four original extraordinary powers, must be awakened by unremitting swordsmanship and combat practice."

"But this kind of 'prototype' can't be awakened by practice, and it can't be improved by skill," Jeddy squinted mysteriously:

"It's the power of the end, only when the owner is in danger of life, when he will die..."

"There is a chance to wake up."

Cohen's eyes widened.

"After life and death, extraordinary, and surviving to the summit - it can only be awakened in the mortal world."

The vast library of truths is silent.

After three seconds, Cohen opened his mouth in disbelief: "No! So those who have the power to end this prototype are..."

“Well,” Jeddy frowned, full of doubts and puzzles, spit out a few words:

"People who have experienced death."

Cohen's face ugly touched his abdomen, where the wound that was pierced by the blood bottle to help the scourge of the scourge seemed to be still faint.

Jeddy’s face is complex and authentic: “The awakening of the end of this prototype is a handful of lucky people on the battlefield – they are awakened by mortal injuries, and I guess that more than half of them are awakening soon. After that, it hurts."

"For example, if you are cut through your throat, you don't die immediately, and then awaken this power. Then, with the resilience of the dragon, the wound is repaired and stood up alive?" Cohen frowned. "It doesn't sound like humans can do it." What happened?"

The police officer shook his head incredulously... He could not understand the meaning of this power.

"But it has appeared after all." His teacher bowed his head.

"I still have a guess. Shao agrees with me at this point." After Cohen breathed his breath, Jeddy slowly said his reasoning:

"The stronger the strength, such as the extremes of the super-order, in order to enhance this end of power, the conditions may be more stringent, the requirements of the 'dead environment' will be more intense, the mortality rate will be higher - So Krassu wanted to imitate, not the original copy."

Cohen sighed: "I guess, that kind of madness and violent breath is the aftereffect of this 'find death' power?"

Jeddy nodded. "So even if the lucky one survives, if you want to improve and become stronger after you get this power, you must go through the more tragic death experience again and again... Like few people, survive. Others are..."

“So,” Jeddy sighed:

"It is impossible to spread on a large scale."

“I don’t think it’s very contradictory!” Cohen raised his hand on the ground and protested: “Be awakened, go to death! Want to become stronger, and go to death! – What is the power of this end to practice?”

"Oh, it doesn't have to be strong to survive," said Jeddy Tafner, the ultimate inheritor of the finishing tower, smirking: "Don't underestimate the people's determination to pursue strength and become a strong man."

"Is the sword of disaster" Krassu not an example? Why do you think he should imitate the end of this high-risk?"

Cohen frowned.

power?

Become stronger?

Raphael...

What are you doing for...

Cohen touched his head and remembered a question:

"In addition to the Emperor, are there other awakened records? Who is the first awakened person in history?"

"I didn't tell you?" Jeddy scratched his head indecently. If Director Lobick is here, he will recognize this exactly the same posture as Cohen: "We have rummaged through all the books, Shao even Going to the night of the Xingming Pavilion..."

"It's the first suspicious record, appeared in the Mongolian period, the iron-blooded king's world-famous 'human last line of defense', a seriously injured 16-year-old soldier awakened an extraordinary power that could not be promoted, and was once a joke. The second time appeared in the kings' period, on the eve of the sacred sacred battle, a 18-year-old infantry soldier of the genius level came back from the orc's encirclement, and then mastered the extraordinary power and became the super-order."

“I guess, except for ‘experience death’, and they are all young,” Cohen scratched his head: “You still have nothing to discover, right?”

Jeddy stared at him for a long time.

"No, we did find something." Jeddy indulged:

"These people have one thing in common."

"What do you have in common?" Cohen immediately came to the spirit and widened his eyes.

"The two people in front," Jeddy reveals a mysterious smile: "They all experienced confrontation with the orcs, and during the war between humans and orcs, they awakened the extraordinary power of the prototype."

"The key is here."

"You wait!" Cohen looked at the teacher's smirk and watched the teacher's bad taste with vigilance. He couldn't help but swallow a sigh of relief: "I recognize this expression..."

"A person is in the encirclement, a person is on the defense line," the police officer raised his hands, crossed his chest, exaggeratedly made a warning action, and tightened his eyebrows: "You should not say..."

Jeddy raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"There must be some unspeakable things with the orcs... can you wake up the prototype?"

After the Cohen language is finished, the familiar winds come as expected!

"Boom!"

Cohen skillfully raised his hands and blocked Jeddy's kneeling knife.

Sure enough - Cohen sneered: The same move, using the second time, is ineffective for me...

"bump!"

Cohen looked pale in his belly and looked incredulously at the scabbard on Jeddy's left hand.

This guy……

Actually cheating...

"Things are thinking all day long!" Jeddy put away the scabbard that he had pulled out, and he was mad at the tunnel.

"The West Line battlefields are rude big-headed soldiers," Cohen said, bitterly in his stomach: "You must have some trash words to get in."

"Back to the topic!" Jeddy did not feel good.

Cohen showed a listless smile and sat down again.

"Remember the guy who cut down the head of the emperor? We have the life of the Emperor," Jeddy sighed. "He is also a knight and a native of the North."

Cohen was puzzled.

Jeddy narrowed his eyes: "When he was a waiter, the owner of the knight who served was dead. No one has ever taught the Emperor..."

Cohen shook his head: "So?"

"So, the Emperor..." Jeddy exhaled:

"I only learned the only set of basic swordsmanship."

Under Cohen’s curiosity, Jeddy’s eyes radiated:

"Resist the ancient swordsmanship of the orcs."

"The sword of the source of extraordinary power..."

Cohen reacted and widened his eyes in shock until he couldn't grow any more.

Jeddy gently grabbed his hilt and spit out a word:

"Northern Army military swordsmanship."

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Taylors looked up.

"If I die here, the war between Exeter and the stars will definitely break out," he said calmly. "The stars will be self-sufficient, not to mention the transoceanic invasion."

"Two hundred years of prison life taught me one thing," the vampire gently tightened his cloak, the bumpy body is more clear and seductive, but the tone is more shocked: "The power in the hand is the greatest wealth."

"Don't underestimate the temptation of power," Serena said indifferently: "It can make people crazy."

"Do you know how many casualties will this bring?" Taylor asked calmly.

"Yeah, precious life, **** sacrifice," Serena looked sighing sadly: "But as the Far East said: the great generals, the achievements of the 10,000 bones."

Taylors looked up and looked firm: "Life is not a toy that you knead, ugly face."

"Don't call me that, I will be angry." Serena whispered.

Taylors ignored her: "You don't have that qualification, no one has that qualification."

“It’s a coincidence,” Selena’s eyes flashed a strange color: “Many people have had this qualification since ancient times.”

The next moment, Tyres was about to continue to delay the time, but Serena did not talk to him any more, but slowly said:

"It finally succeeded."

Tyres was puzzled.

But the next moment, he will understand!

He suddenly found himself unable to move.

Tyreston was scared of sweat.

what happened?

Tyres wants to cut the hands behind him with wood chips, but he is stiff even with his fingers!

"In general, the 'stop motion' deals with the weak, only a few seconds," Serena walked in front of him without hesitation, taking it away from his hands under the horrified eyes of Taylors. Block wood chips:

"But you really are the descendants of the emperor, and you have spent so much time stopping me."

"Compared with my sister, this is not a practical ability in the battle." Serena sneered.

"Why do I have so much nonsense? Do you think that you are only dragging time?" Serena said coldly: "Every second that talks to you makes me sick, little devil."

Tyres looked pale at Selena, but his neck was extremely stiff.

Serena smiled slightly:

"Ready for your death? Your second Prince!"

How could this be?

Tyres slowly moved, but his biggest card has been lost.

His heart is extremely remorseful.

If I just just...

Do not!

He suddenly realized.

It is still too late!

Tyres bit his teeth and pulled out a few words from his teeth: "Ugly...face...po..."

Serena no longer hides her expression, revealing hatred and disgust.

"Damn little devil, I really want to **** you out..."

Taylor's heart moved.

Correct.

Come and **** my blood.

if that is the case……

Serena put her face close to him, sniffing like a gastronomic smell, and slender eyelashes slid over his eyebrows.

But Serena did not do what he wanted.

"Reassured, I won't let you bleed, so I use that kind of power... It's a pity," Serena stroked his face and blew in his ear: "I still said the truth. of……"

"Your blood is really a supplement."

The next moment, Tyres was smothered by Serena and held in the air!

How is this posture again!

Tyres’s heart hurts!

He can't breathe the air again.

Serena sighed.

"Do you think that I am happy to dress up as a little girl who talks and leaks, do you want to be full of disgusting sorrow to you?"

The next moment, Serena’s eyes turned cold: “Or, you thought that I would really wait patiently for you to climb the throne, and when I wait for you to be white, give me a hard-working mercenary to reset me. ?"

Her hands are getting tighter!

"Catherine? Little sister?"

"How dare you call me like this? The days I lived are longer than all your ancestors!" She sneered, almost crushing the throat of Tells.

"For your rudeness..." She said coldly: "I will let you taste the pain of death."

Tyres kicked in pain.

But his hand is still tied to death, and even some useful struggles can't be done!

I’m taking it off – he thought painfully.

"A long time ago, Hasta told me that the Katherine tribe had a good Khan, and once said this to his best allies." Serena looked at Taylors carelessly. Struggling, cold channel:

"Look at our former friendship..."

"I give you, don't bleed and die."

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"Hey! That set of fascinating ‘swordsmanship’ that has been fading for thousands of years?” Cohen stunned his palm:

"I thought that since the 3,000-year-old quer of the princes of the princes of the kings of 3,000 years ago, after we completely defeated the orcs, no one has practiced it again!"

"Respect the point!" Jeddy sighed.

"Although many swords are designed to defend against orcs and dragons, they seem childish and ridiculous in later wars." In Cohen's eyes, the inheritor of the Tower of Finals straightened up, serious and solemn:

"But that is, after all, the singular sword of extraordinary power. Since the four original extraordinary powers are born from the middle, then it is the fifth kind of alien, and what is impossible."

"Wait!" Cohen reacted and frowned. "As such, can we deduce the necessary conditions for the awakening of the end of the prototype?"

"Yes," Jeddy nodded dignifiedly:

"First of all, you have to be very young, maybe over the age of 12, under the age of twenty, and can't train any end of power."

"Secondly, you have to have the inheritance foundation of the complete North Army military swordsmanship."

"Taga, and most importantly, you have to go through death, but you can't die right away."

"In the end, you have to -- you say, comparable to the dragon -- the powerful resilience that comes from the sorrow and death, and guarantees your awakening, not the last scene of your life."

"Then, you recycle this process."

The inheritor looked up and glanced at the sky outside the glass.

The setting sun is setting.

Jeddy remembered the figure of the silent backsword and the vows he left when he left.

[I will find this power. 】

[No matter how hard it is, what kind of price will be paid. 】

[If this is my way. 】

Jeddy Tafner bowed his head and sighed:

"But it is impossible at all."

A long silence.

"Teacher, the end of this ‘prototype’,” Cohen’s face was dignified. He’s no longer big or small, but he used a respectful saying: “Is there a name?”

Jeddy paused and he nodded slowly:

"some."

"The Emperor gave him a name."

Cohen's color is awkward: "What is it?"

"It’s related to the legends you are familiar with," Jeddy said faintly: "About death."

"The legend of the ancient Ming Church, after the death of a person, if the soul can not return to the Kingdom of God, it will come to hell."

"At the gates of Hell, in front of the residence of the seven great monarchs, there is a dangerous and terrible river with a treacherous ferryman who is rowing a boat all the year round to take over the souls of these deaths."

"The river is called ... prison river."

Cohen’s heart is dark.

This is a story that I have heard from my mother, teacher and even servants since I was a child.

Maybe...not just a legend?

"So, when you see the prison river, you see death."

"But the Emperor believes that there are always people who have a soul that is not willing to collect even in the prison, and the ferry of the prison river will send them back to the world."

"They saw the prison river, but they returned from death."

Cohen's eyes widened.

Just listen to Jeddy one word:

"therefore……"

"The power of the end that comes back from death..."

"It was called by the Emperor of the Supreme..."

"The sin of the prison river."

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Tyres struggled with his hands tied.

He trembled with his blue lips, fighting hard and powerless before this unparalleled power.

Every pore in his body is exploding under the great pressure. The bones are rubbed because the joints are too tight, and the blood gathers on the surface of the skin. The heart beats under the pressure and becomes more and more fast. .

Venus and darkness in front of the eyes are gradually blurred.

There seems to be a huge layer of glass blocking between the nose and mouth and the air.

His trembling gray eyes looked at Serena's hands getting tighter and tighter.

Taylors is still struggling, unable to kick his legs, trying to break away from the desperate and dark shadow of death.

But his eyes are getting darker.

Until you lose all your horizons.

His brain activity has become more and more difficult due to lack of oxygen, and it has become harder and slower.

His thinking is no longer clear.

His memory began to be disordered, and countless fragments emerged, gradually overlapping.

His heart beats more and more madly, trying to deliver more oxygen to the brain.

But everything is in vain.

Until the only heir to the Star Kingdom, Thales Comet is no longer struggling.

His eyes turned to the upper edge, his legs hang down weakly, his shoulders were loose, and his silence calmed down.

Serena showed a satisfied smile.

The sun sets and the night falls.

Teres Thurana 婕拉娜凯瑟尔璨星.

died.

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Adding a lot of money, hahahahaha! ! !

Well, since many book friends say that Thales is not big, then I will give him a lunch and eat it!

Be tall and grow up!

(Without the sword while drinking tea, while watching the screaming of Tyres, who was struggling before he died, he sighed:

"There are some book friends who say that I have child abuse..."

No sword blows a hot tea, sat down satisfactorily, watching Taylors twitching and hanging out the dead fish eyes.

"How is it possible?"

No sword shakes his head. )

For this scene, no sword decided to vote for himself.

(End of this chapter)