Chapter 1024 The Three Knights of the Dead
The Twilight of the Gods is finally coming to an end.
At this moment when the gods of the main universe fell, those gods and demons from higher dimensions focused all their attention on one player.
The battle between Feng Bujue and Infinite has become a fateful duel across two dimensions that determines the fate of countless people, gods, and demons.
Win or lose.
It will bring the two worlds...to two completely different futures.
In this tense and suffocating atmosphere, I feel... I should split my words...
Let’s take a look at some other unresolved matters first...
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Let’s look at the Kingdom of the Dead first…
But in the main hall of the royal city, three figures were standing side by side in front of the throne.
Those three people were Li Ruoyu, Gu Xiaoling and An Yueqin.
At this time, the members of the Phantom Demon Church have all left, and they still have a lot of things to deal with; Zhuanjie Zun and Dianzai King have also returned to the Reasoning Club, and they still have to prepare for the upcoming new era; As for the invisible demon, ZERO's mirror puppet... he has already left without saying goodbye and is missing.
The only people left in the hall at this moment, except for the newly promoted "Spirit King" on the throne, are the three players on the Hell Front.
"So... let's get started."
After properly communicating with the players, Fuling stood up. She raised her right hand and took it out of thin air... In the blink of an eye, a long sword with a skull engraved on the handle appeared in her hand.
The next second, Ruoyu, Xiaoling, and Huajian took a step forward neatly, knelt on one knee, and lowered their heads slightly.
Of course, they were not proposing to Fuling, nor were they bowing their heads and confessing anything; they were... waiting for "canonization."
"Immortal country, unswerving ambition." Fuling respectfully raised the [Holy Sword of the Dead] vertically in front of his chest, and solemnly declared, "Respect the ceremony, and all the spirits will learn from it."
At this point, Fuling turned sideways slightly. She looked at Ruoyu in front of her left: "In the name and power of the Spiritual King, I grant [Like Rain Ruoli]..." As she spoke, she slowly and steadily picked up the sword and used it with her sword. The back touched Ruoyu's neck and shoulders respectively, "...the name of the Death Knight."
When the word "name" comes out. A hazy white light enveloped Ruoyu's body, and at the same time, a "cloak" with shoulder armor quietly appeared behind her.
It was a set of bone-colored shoulder armor, and the cloak behind it was pure white with silver trim; in the middle of the cloak, there was a special crystal-colored emblem printed... This was Fuling. It is the exclusive symbol of the new "Spirit King", and its shape is like a incomplete rose made of broken human bones.
"Swear to respect my king, and all the spirits will learn from it." Ruoyu also raised her head and said her "Knight's Declaration"; in this way, a brief canonization ceremony was completed.
To make a long story short, after bestowing the title of knight on Xiaoling and Hanajian in the same way, Fuling put away her sword and turned back to the throne.
Then, with a smile on her face, she said to the three players: "My knights. Please stand up."
When the three beauties heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief and stood up together.
"From today on, you are the 'Three Knights of the Dead' personally designated by my Spirit King." Two seconds later, Fuling continued, "As long as you are in the main universe, no matter how far apart you are, you can all be knights. Name, borrow the power of the dead. All the heroic spirits in the kingdom have your backing."
After the ceremony. Fuling no longer had to speak to them seriously. She didn't like to talk nonsense. Even after becoming a "new god", she still liked to speak in plain language most of the time.
"Hehe..." Xiao Ling seemed to like this "knight title" quite a lot. He immediately replied with a smile, "My king is mighty~ From now on I, the 'Bone Knight', will report your name directly when I go out."
[Bone] is Xiaoling’s special code name as a knight; all undead knights will have a code name of their own, Ruo Yu and Huajian naturally also have them, which are [Yu] and [Hua] respectively; most of the undead knights have code names It is a word or a word, and this word or word. It also hints at the "abilities" it can use.
"I also believe that you three..." Fuling nodded and replied, "I will not dishonor this honor."
After saying this, Fuling seemed to remember something, and she immediately added: "By the way, where is Mad Bujue now? With his merits, I can make him the crown prince."
"He still has something to do. I'm afraid he will have to visit the Spirit King again in the future." Ruoyu replied.
"Hmm... Okay then." Fuling answered, looking at her eyes as if she was a little disappointed.
"But..." Ruoyu immediately added, "He has arranged for someone, and I hope you can keep him by your side."
"Oh?" Fuling looked suspicious, "You alien travelers can't stay in this world forever. How can this person stay?"
"The one left behind is not a traveler from another world like us." At this time, Huazhuang took over the conversation and took out something from his bag, "but...him."
After saying that, she activated the magatama in her hand.
Suddenly, a tall red strange figure suddenly appeared, standing proudly in front of the throne.
The moment Fuling saw this uninvited guest, her expression changed immediately, because she felt the amazing power from him with just one glance...
"Is this the new Spirit King?" The Blood Corpse God was not a very polite person (let's call him a human being). As soon as he appeared, he looked Fu Ling up and down and commented, "As expected, he is the guy who killed the 'Soul Snatcher'. He has a good momentum."
"Who are you?" Fu Ling looked at him nervously and asked, "Why did I never know... there is someone like you in the main universe."
"That kind of thing... I will talk to you slowly later." The Blood Corpse God still had his own way of doing things, "Anyway, I will stay here for a long time."
"What are you doing here?" Fu Ling asked.
"To be your thug." The Blood Corpse God replied.
"You?" Fu Ling was surprised to hear that. "You... act as a 'thug' for me?" She didn't question the Blood Corpse God's inability, but felt that... as a 'thug', the opponent's combat power was too high...
"That was Feng Bujue's idea." The Blood Corpse God spread his hands and said, "Of course, I don't mind... On the one hand, I need a wider space to practice; on the other hand, while fighting for you, I can 'eat freely'." Speaking of food. He laughed, "Hehe... Speaking of which, do you have any prisoners who need to be executed now? I'm just hungry."
Looking at the Blood Corpse God's expression and listening to his words, Fu Ling, the Spirit King, couldn't help but be a little confused.
"Spirit King." Xiao Ling saw her hesitation. Then he continued, "Please rest assured, the Blood Corpse God is trustworthy. Letting him stay here is indeed the intention of our leader." She paused and said again. "You have just ascended the throne, and your foundation is not stable. The kingdom's combat power has also been greatly damaged, and everything is pending. In this case, the Blood Corpse God can just replace the 'Nine Dead Leaders', charge for you, and secure the country."
"Yes..." Hua Jian also smiled and continued, "Anyway, his pursuit is to eat the opponent after the fight... Staying with you is undoubtedly a win-win situation."
"Well..." Fu Ling thought about it and felt that what they said made sense. In any case, it should be impossible for Feng Bujue to send the Blood Corpse God to usurp the throne. If he really wanted to do that... he would not have helped me ascend the throne from the beginning. "Well, since it is Feng Bujue's intention..." She turned her head and looked at the Blood Corpse God again, "I have no reason to refuse such a powerful warrior."
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At the same time, the mirror world.
This world composed of black and white has now become gray.
The sky, the abyss, the cinnabar road, the sun, the moon, and even the light, shadow, smoke and dust... have all become gray.
The mirror demon is dead.
The mirror world also became an empty shell without its master.
And the demonic energy as vast as the ocean also poured out from the broken Liuhe mirror and filled this empty shell.
"Fu——" Meng Jingchan fell on the gray cinnabar road. He turned his head and lit a cigarette for himself.
He was still alive, but his injuries were so severe that he could no longer sit up by himself.
"Stinky boy..." Brother Zen said after taking a puff of cigarette and looking at the gray sky. "I know why you apologize to us."
Yes... Why did Gui Xiao apologize to his four teammates before attacking the mirror demon? The reason is... He knew that the attack made by [Left Hand of Judgment] would not only kill the mirror demon and himself... The power it exuded would also involve everyone around him and deal a devastating blow.
"And that guy Wu Si Can Xuan..." Meng Jingchan paused for a few seconds. He added, "You said you had put down the 'burden of the captain', but... before you died, you still fought hard and helped me bear the fatal injury. Ha..." He smiled bitterly, "It's obvious that you plan to keep me as your 'last hope' and continue the game."
Soon, Brother Zen finished smoking the cigarette.
The severe pain all over his body did not ease at all: "Ah... Anyway, I'd better find a way to deal with the fractures in several key parts first, otherwise it will be difficult to get up..."
Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and tried to turn over first.
"Don't bother." But at this moment, a strange voice came into Brother Zen's ears.
At this moment, Meng Jingchan's heart...sank to the bottom of the valley.
An instinct told him that the person who came was not kind...
"Ah...let me guess..." Meng Jingchan looked at the strange figure wearing a hood standing beside him, and sighed and asked, "Did Feng Bujue ask you to come?"
"You guessed right." Doma looked down at Meng Jingchan and said calmly.
"Are you here to kill me?" Meng Jingchan asked again.
"He did tell me... when I come to this mirror world, I might meet one or two guys who are dying and not yet dead." Doma continued, "Now it seems... you are the only one."
"Huh..." Meng Jingchan sighed, and seemed to have accepted his fate, "There is really no way to deal with that guy... He calculated everything perfectly, and didn't even leave a breath for others. In a sense..." He simply lit another cigarette for himself, "That kind of man... is charmingly cold, isn't it?"
"Is this your last words?" Doma didn't want to talk more with Brother Zen, after all, they were not familiar with each other.
"Fu——" Meng Jingchan blew out a smoke ring and continued, "My dear brother... let me die with understanding?"
He didn't raise any substantive questions in this sentence, but... Doma understood what he meant.
"My name is...Doma." Doma stretched out his hand and pointed at Meng Jingchan, "God of Eternal Life." His fingertips gradually condensed purple light, "After accepting this 'Gift from the Six Mirrors', it won't take too long for me to become...the strongest god in this world!"
After he finished speaking, purple light suddenly appeared.
The energy beam released by Doma easily hit Meng Jingchan's head, and the latter died instantly and turned into white light.
Then Doma took off the hood of his shirt, revealing his Frieza-like face (yes, he looks like this).
"Feng Bujue..." Doma opened his arms and raised them proudly, and the demonic energy in the sky quickly gathered towards him. The scene was like a mad dragon swallowing the clouds, and it was mighty and majestic; and he was still muttering, "You...really found a good place for me." (~^~)