Doom Knight System

Under the attack of Melissa's Destruction Domain, Ma Like's body became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a metal sphere the size of a football. No matter how Melissa attacks, this metal sphere cannot be weakened by half a point, but destroyed The domain is being absorbed at an extremely fast rate.

Lancelot frowned, came to Melissa's side, and said in a deep voice: "Something is wrong, stop your domain."

"Hey Lancelot, I was looking for you this time. I heard that you have the power of creation. I am going to reshape my body and get rid of my fate. You have to help me!" The fire of the soul shone with the light of hope.

Lancelow hesitated for a moment, opened the system exchange interface, and indeed found many items that could reshape the body, but the series of zeros behind him made him smack his lips, so he said, "You have to pay a lot, I'm afraid you won't want to."

"It's okay, I will be very patient, killing the monster in front of me will be my deposit for you." Melissa said slowly.

At this moment, the metal sphere began to spin at an extremely fast speed, and a powerful infrasound wave spread in all directions, and there was a strange mutant energy in this wave.

During this wave of fluctuations, even Melissa felt dizzy and her face was pale. The strength in her body had no ability to resist this strange attack at all.

The crown of thorns on Lancelow's body kept flickering, and a layer of white light floated on the golden armor. The strange fluctuations made the white light quickly dim at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Lancelow's power of faith also followed quickly. decline.

Buzz buzz! ! !The metal sphere stopped rotating, and a black spot appeared on the surface, and this black spot quickly turned into an indescribable darkness, covering the entire metal sphere.

The magic power from hell is continuously poured into it, and the dark area is getting bigger and bigger.

Lancelot suddenly felt a strong crisis enveloping his heart, so he dodged and flew into the distance. At this moment, a metal monster emerged from the darkness. It was a metal basilisk with eight heads. He held his head high, spit out his core, and his body trembled slightly.

After all, the bone dragon also has the dignity of the dragon clan, and can't tolerate the provocations of other aliens, so it directly pounces on it.

"Roar!!" Eight metal basilisks roared to the sky, and one of the snakes spewed out a stream of green pus. The corrosive field contained in this pus could not be tolerated even by Melissa's mutated bone dragon. Just a little bit on the wings, the whole body was melted into a puddle of liquid, and even the fire of the soul could not escape.

"It's so strong!" Melissa gasped, and rushed backwards quickly, not daring to be negligent, because her bone dragon has been baptized in several planes, and has the power to stand in awe of demigods , but I didn't expect the other party to kill it just by spitting, which simply exceeded Melissa's imagination.

The eight-headed metal basilisk emerged from the black mist. Its body was hundreds of meters high. The scales all over its body exuded a black luster. Each snake head possessed a certain domain.

Lancelot said in a deep voice: "This guy is like a fusion of eight gods, and he can't resist it. I heard that Frostmourne has the ability to destroy souls and ignore defense."

"I only have the sword spirit, and I lack half of the sword body. Even if I give it to you, I won't be able to exert much power." Melissa said lightly, but she still pulled out the saber from her waist with her right hand. It has no substance, it is like half a long ice bar, emitting white cold air non-stop.

Lancelot smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, I naturally have a solution." After speaking, the massive energy disappeared, and the image of Frostmourne appeared on the system's exchange panel.

"Ding dong! The system prompts that the exchanged Frostmourne is missing a large part and is tentatively set at the legendary level."

Rumbling. The color of the world changed, a sword light fell from the sky, and the squeezed space creaked. The sword fell in Lancelot's hands, which was ordinary, but Melissa's sword spirit began to tremble crazily , and plunged into the blade after Melissa let go.

Lancelot took out part of the fragments that once belonged to Borgia, and the entire Frostmourne was completely put together, and the vast aura soared into the sky, even Melissa couldn't get close.

After this breath touched the eight-headed basilisk, the extreme cold actually froze it in place and could not move.

"This is Frostmourne!" Lancelot looked at the long sword in his hand with emotion. It was a double-edged long sword, as wide as a palm, with a demon skull on the hilt. With the skull automatically extending out, a faint blue flame was burning on the edge of the sword.

The blood-colored pupils of the eight-headed basilisk kept blinking, as if mocking, and black flames continued to emerge from the metal scales, and the layer of ice couldn't trap it at all.

Lancelot held up Frostmourne, and Sen Leng's will firmly locked on the eight-headed basilisk, ready to swing a sword at any time.

However, Lancelot still underestimated the horror of Frostmourne. The power of faith in his body was continuously poured into Frostmourne, but this was far from enough. His kingdom of God began to tremble, and countless rules force dissipated.

"Damn it, how is this possible?" Lancelot's eyes widened, and he began to call the system, but the system couldn't help the situation.

The legendary powerhouses in God's country had time to escape, and the next second later, the kingdom of God collapsed, and Lancelot's aura was reduced from a god to a legend, and it was still weakening.

At this time, Mrs. Miranda came to Lancelot and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter, don't panic, everything is arranged by fate, and we will meet again in the long river of time."

Before Lancelot could understand what it meant, the eight-headed basilisk on the opposite side rushed forward frantically, and the huge snake mouth swallowed him and Mrs. Miranda at the same time.

hum!hum!Countless colored ribbons swirled around Lancelow, time and space seemed to lose their concept, Frostmourne and Mrs. Miranda disappeared, and Lancelow seemed to be unable to feel his body, only consciousness was left in the endless Drifting slowly in the darkness.

I don't know how long it took, maybe a few years, maybe decades, maybe hundreds of years, a light spot suddenly appeared in front of Lancelow's eyes, and his consciousness was slowly released.

In the midst of a whirlwind, Lancelot opened his eyes. Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes at some point, his heart was beating rhythmically, and the sunlight outside the room was shining into the room.

This room is very familiar to Lancelow, and it is the dormitory where he lived for many years. At that time, the earth was not destroyed. This dormitory left him with many unforgettable memories.

He got up, quietly experiencing the changes in his body, spiritual power, vigor, power of faith, domain and other strange powers were all gone, and he was still an ordinary person with a not-so-smart mind.

"Is it just a dream?" Lancelot said to himself, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and in his hand was a familiar yet unfamiliar hospital examination report.

On the snow-white treatment book, a line of blood-red pen font is particularly eye-catching, "After consultation, the patient's kidneys have shadows, suspected duplication of kidney malformation, the incidence rate is about 1 in 1000000, extremely rare, the patient's kidney will be replaced later Shrinking rapidly, there is currently no effective treatment.”

drop!drop!drop!The phone rang again.

This is an unfamiliar call, and the voice on the phone is very gentle and familiar.

"I'll wait for you downstairs, come down quickly."

"Huh? You are!" Before Lancelot finished speaking, the phone hung up. He immediately got up, stumbled out of the dormitory and ran downstairs.

I saw a girl in a lavender tunic holding a textbook in both hands, her long hair was blowing gently in the majesty.The afterglow of the setting sun shone on her body, adding a soul-stirring charm to her delicate face.

The girl turned around, smiled slightly at Lancelot, and said, "Long time no see, Radamandis, we meet again."

"Miranda, is that you?" Lancelot's breathing was a little short, his legs seemed to be bound by heavy lead weights, and he couldn't move. His head was buzzing, and countless memories began to flood into his brain. He didn't even know what was real and what was unreal.

The young Mrs. Miranda took the initiative to come over, hugged Lancelot, and said with a smile: "Let's start again. This time. We will succeed."

"Really?" Lancelot's eyes flickered, but his arms began to exert force, as if trying to merge with Miranda.

In another space, the eight-headed basilisk suddenly opened its eyes, and its eight mouths started roaring at the same time, and the surrounding space began to vibrate, but this prison is not so easy to break.

"Lancelot! I will definitely find you and kill you, no matter where you hide?"

Fate is just a reincarnation, what will happen in the future is unpredictable, maybe everyone's appearance is deliberately arranged by some kind of existence above.

The whole book is finished.