Arad's crooked savior

Chapter 1783: The Chosen One

"Rebecca!"

Feng Ying wiped the necks of several imperial knights with a knife and waved her hands vigorously in front of her eyes. The imperial capital of Weitalun was now in a mess. A momentary distraction would be a fatal mistake.

"Sorry, I miss Dad." Rebecca hurriedly loaded bullets into the revolver, not at all like a qualified and mature roaming gunner.

"Oh, Commander Jackett, ah?" Feng Ying was also stunned for a moment. Who was she thinking about just now, dad, Jackett?

The cold and charming Mavis happened to be passing by and heard that there was a step next to her. She bumped her foot and almost fell to the ground in embarrassment.

You know Rebecca's amnesia and "stubbornness" in her mind. Even Ye Lin, who has always been eloquent, can't do anything to persuade her.

He can retrieve Rebecca's memory, but he cannot forcefully reverse Rebecca's thoughts. She said: "I believe that my amnesia is not an accident. If I instinctively hate the name father, then I will never think of it for the rest of my life." .”

Rebecca's theory was that if that was a memory that even I wanted to erase, imagine how bad it would be.

But what everyone heard now is that Rebecca actually wanted to go back to heaven to find her father. It was unbelievable, and as shocking as the Stone Bone Beast evolving into an apostle.

Celia's fair and slender jade hand collided with the black magic spear, causing a sound of gold and iron clashing. Her performance was so eye-catching and shocking that many people felt "sad and angry".

Because it is said that Celia was originally just a small proprietress who opened a hotel near Elvin's defense line, and she was powerless.

There are even rumors that the famous Saifupo was kidnapped by several goblins.

But now, he can easily destroy the imperial capital with a flip of his hands, and he is not far behind in the duel with Leon, who has an evil aura and is equipped with a variety of secret treasures. The difference is too shocking and terrifying.

It is roughly estimated that Celia is at least the origin level beyond the realm of legend.

"Hey~ Why do I feel something is wrong." One person spoke, murmuring and frowning: "Even if the elves are naturally friendly to magic, Lady Celia shouldn't grow up so fast."

Another implication of the words is that if Celia had such power now, the fire of Gran that was so crazy at the time might not be able to burn.

The Imperial Army, numbering at least 40,000 to 50,000, will not be Celia's opponent, which means that Celia should be a strong person who grows up day after day.

"Then think about Ye Lin." His companion rolled his eyes. Some talents beyond the human world can really be called monsters.

Did Ye Lin really reject the path to becoming a god? This level is too far away and they cannot verify the authenticity at all.

"Nian Emperor, Seraph, Goddess..." The person the God was talking about really had some insight and understanding, thinking: "These only exist in history and books, and suddenly they all came to Ye Lin. Around me, could it be said that..."

"Is he the chosen one, the son of fate?"

"No, no, when Arad's new era is approaching the millennium, so many great heroes suddenly appear, and I feel very uneasy. The so-called emergence of them at the right time, could there be some thousand-year catastrophe?"

"Come on, you're still concerned about the thousand-year catastrophe seven or eight years from now. You should survive the battlefield first." His fellow comrades teased him, but didn't take it to heart.

"You step back, I'll do it!"

A blast of strong wind shot out, the sword energy was like a rainbow, and it collided with Lyon's dark magic gun, sputtering out dazzling sparks.

The eldest prince was high-spirited and his eyes were bright. The sword in his hand was replaced with an item found in a mysterious ruins in the Gray Desert.

The sword has a simple shape. The guards on both sides of the hilt are like half-moons. The whole sword looks like it is made of ordinary black iron, but it is stained with blood that has not dried for a long time.

According to scholars, the ruins are at least over a thousand years old, but the excavated black iron sword was still as fresh and agile as if it had been newly smeared with blood.

What is certain is that this sword contains very powerful power, but it also contains a very evil curse, and its specific effect is unknown.

If it hadn't been for the critical moment, the eldest prince wouldn't have considered using the evil sword named "Horgni" at all. The power given by Ozma came with side effects, which would have been enough to cause him pain.

The main reason was that he saw the throne!

It is vaguely visible that the throne inlaid with gold and jade behind the political hall is a dead object, but it represents the pinnacle of power of a country.

Thousands of people bow their heads in a wave of the hand, all of them are respectful and shout out long live. One word can determine life and death, and one word can touch the world.

Now that the time, place, and people are favorable, everything is ready, and there is strong support to help. The throne is close at hand, almost within easy reach. The eldest prince cannot restrain his fiery heart.

His behavior at the moment is at worst a violation of filial piety and a crime of parricide, but once he ascends the throne and becomes emperor, he will change it into a profound truth full of praise and kill relatives for justice.

"Father, what you sow is what you reap. Those who are guilty shall be severely punished by the law." The eldest prince did not notice that his handsome and strong face was slightly distorted.

What was revealed in his eyes was not the righteousness of choosing righteousness, but a passionate and unbearable emotion, a strong desire for something.

As long as he can defeat the tyrannical and cruel emperor here in front of thousands of troops, he can sit in this glorious and luxurious palace hall, accept the kneeling worship of all people, and be crowned as the new Emperor of Delos.

"I am the lord of the world, and the law is just what I say with my mouth and written by my pen. How can I judge the Nine-Fifth Supreme Being!"

The dark magic gun swallowed up the light and formed a dark hurricane, roaring towards the sky. The pulling force of fear tore apart the buildings in the city, causing screams in the city.

"Evil son, these mountains and rivers, what I give you is yours!"

The hurricane was like a sharp spear that pierced the sky, turned into a pillar that smashed the earth, and rumbled towards Weitalun. It was so powerful that it once made people despair.

The skin of the eldest prince in the center was about to be torn, his golden hair was flying violently, and the Sword of Hegni in his hand also burst out with a bloody light, splitting the void and causing a big explosion.

Boom~

After a collision, the eldest prince flew backwards for a hundred meters, coughing blood into the sky, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

He and his father had already fought once before, and he had a slight advantage.

He also knew his father very well. He turned out to be an awakened person with great etiquette and grace. His royal swordsmanship was meticulous and his moves were exquisite and rigorous. He was a textbook example.

But even if his father obtained Max's magic gun that absorbed the power of the monster Leviathan, and the ancestor Heron's killing gloves, he shouldn't have such strength. It far exceeds the legendary realm and seems to be rare in the country. Origin level.

Lyon's power is not a return to his original nature, a transcendent sublimation that merges into one, but purely causes a qualitative change in the realm through huge amounts.

"I see, I probably know where your power comes from." Leon rubbed a drop of blood with his fingertips. It was the eldest prince's own blood, and he felt a trace of it and the residue on the blood-drinking cross. The energy is very similar.

That is, the power of Apostle Ozma!

"What an unexpected surprise." Leon sneered, crushed a huge piece of bluestone with his foot, and rushed towards his good son, waving the man-eating magic gun.

The darkness that pierced the sky was obviously a sure-kill force.

The eldest prince's blood seems to have the effect of promoting the fusion of the blood-drinking cross. The original substance he extracted from Enbinol has incredible energy, but it is highly repellent to him.

The first pretender Enbinor, the first monster Leviathan infected by the apostle's breath, Leon received the power of double monsters, making him unstoppable and invincible.

"Everything in the world belongs to me!"

Leon almost roared like thunder and was as angry as a lion. The magic spear pierced the eldest prince's shoulder blade and crazily devoured the eldest prince's blood.

The magic guns of the magic gunners are all unknown objects. No matter whether it is the holder or the person being attacked, once the mind is not strong, it will be invaded by terrible illusions, affecting thinking and judgment.

Some magic gunners went crazy and knelt down, muttering that they saw gods all over the sky, majestic and towering, while some people who were stabbed said they saw hell and the underworld, and the messenger who demanded his life raised his sickle...

The eldest prince was covered in cold sweat, trembling and trembling, desperately trying to break free from the penetration of the magic spear. The power in his body was draining, and a powerless feeling of weakness quickly rose from his heart, spreading to every inch of flesh and blood.

Quietly, the curse of the Sword of Hegni on the holder was also passed to Leon.

puff!

Leon took back the magic gun and nodded with satisfaction. Most of Nizi's power had been swallowed up by the properties of the magic gun, and part of it fed back to him. It was indeed a weapon that absorbed Leviathan's power.

"Well……"

Leon suddenly clutched his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood. The pain was numb and almost made him faint on the spot.

"Tch, you are not a natural magic gunner, and Leviathan didn't become the King of Warcraft only with my strength. You are very ambitious, but you obviously failed." Piao Shui watched the show. Shilok rolled his eyes, and Leon was counterattacked by a variety of unbalanced forces.

The Warcraft Leviathan absorbed a bit of her power and was strong enough to complete the transformation into a semi-apostle, becoming the final thing of the Red Moon Festival, the King of Warcraft!

Later, Leviathan was beheaded by Ye Lin. Max, with a desperate intention to warn those who came after him, the true meaning of cultivation that hunters should abide by, took the initiative to demonstrate the absorption of Leviathan's power, and then died.

"This...backlash?"

Leon gritted his teeth and gasped, his eyes frightened. He seemed to see a monster as big as a mountain, staring at him with huge scarlet eyes, with a killing intent that made him small.

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