Arad's crooked savior

The place where I am after breaking through the realm is still in the steel square in front of the Mechanical Throne.

The broken sword marks and traces of magic bombing left by him when he fought with Held had not changed at all.

The square was completely ruined, the hard steel was rolled and twisted by the huge force, broken cables emitted strings of sparks, and the surrounding lights had long been extinguished.

The dark and dreary environment, the lonely silent city like ruins, as if the doomsday has swallowed up the entire world. This is the last fortress, the lonely city that stands alone.

It felt like a world away, as if the soul had left the body. After returning after a hundred years of vicissitudes, the body had a subtle sense of disharmony and imbalance. Ye Lin had to hold the holy sword with both hands to stabilize his somewhat swaying body.

If you listen carefully outside the Silent City, you can still hear the sounds of fierce fighting. It seems that the battle between the conquerors and the makers has not yet come to a final conclusion.

However, because of the fluctuations in the battle, those races that coveted the resources of the heavens were forced to calm down a lot and did not dare to act rashly.

The once majestic Silent City has now been depleted of 90% of its resources, leaving only an empty shell that still barely functions as a permanent passageway.

If the battle between the apostles had been more intense, the passage that the eight major regions of the Demon Realm cherished would have been completely blown to pieces by the two apostles.

"It takes a little time to recover until it is complete. If I intervene in the apostle-level battlefield in this state, it is equivalent to giving food to them."

A yellow resurrection coin spins like a top on the fingertips, then turns into little golden threads, and is immersed in the body to quickly repair injuries and lost energy.

Taking advantage of this free moment when he was forced to rest, he carefully scanned the surroundings to see who and where the blade Held might be hiding was.

Several searches were fruitless, but some strength had been restored in the body. He stepped over the mechanical debris piled up in the square, crossed the sword marks, and slowly walked to a broken shell wall of Silent City.

All he could see directly across from him was the dim and unclear demon world. His vision seemed to be covered by a thin layer of dust and mist, making it difficult to see clearly, but he could clearly feel that there was an evil aura blowing against his face.

Looking up at the chaotic battlefield in the sky, there is light shining like a blazing sun, and sword energy like a rainbow that seems to split the sky.

The absolutely forbidden battlefield, which ordinary people cannot and dare not approach, can tremble the earth with its aftermath.

From high in the sky, one or two hearty roars of the conquerors could be heard, as well as the extremely angry bombardments of the makers.

Ye Lin touched his nose and felt a little sad. He had to admit that Held was at least good at manipulating people's mentality.

The maker wanted to fight with her and vent his unexplained anger for more than a thousand years, so she brought the war-crazed conqueror with her. Without even using any sweet words, the conqueror and the maker were hooked.

Luke is now filled with the terrifying power of light, but he can't find the rightful owner to vent it. Held, the "peeper", seems to be hiding somewhere, sitting and watching the overall situation.

She is definitely still nearby, but her exact location is unknown.

Hiding in the dark, causing trouble and disgusting people, is her specialty.

"But in a sense, she is also a woman who is clever but is misled by her cleverness."

The whispering voice disappeared from the strong wind whistling in the ears. No one could hear it, but she might have heard it.

There is absolutely no doubt that Held's intelligence can be called a monster. After she used part of the water of life to retain Kahn and discovered the ruins of the stone monument under Terra, she was convinced of this and began to plan a plan to kill the apostles.

However, after the demise of the Dragon King, the reverse transfer of the apostle's power did not achieve the perfect effect she expected.

Although there have been some changes in the demon world, there is still a long way to go before the complete Terra.

She wants the Terra of old, the family she failed to embrace, not the graceful "Central Park."

So now Held is actually in the awkward position of riding a tiger while seeking revenge.

Most of the apostles were tricked and tricked by her, but it is easier to ask God than to give him away. The news about the Water of Life has been leaked, so let those apostles go back like this?

They may not be happy yet.

She could only continue to believe that the prophetic stone tablet was correct.

…

In the previous confrontation between him and Held, the two parties were invisible, revealing their firm stance.

Held is still continuing to avenge the planet Terra, pretending to be the Teardrop, and wants to become one of the only two in the new world and rebuild the glory of Terra, which is his duty.

He is also as always, there is a reason why he must protect the beautiful world hidden behind the dark clouds in the sky.

With her body recovering, Ye Lin came back to her senses and slowly raised her head to stare at the battlefield. She shook her head and shook off the shadow of the bikini apostle. She would definitely be unable to hold back and jump out. When the time comes, she will A very surprising gift will be given to you.

After some comparison in his mind, his face looked a little weird, and he secretly felt that his ability to forcefully break the deadlock among the apostles was actually only 20 to 30%.

That was a peak-level apostle, and a king who had accumulated the power of light for more than a thousand years.

"Apostle-level...gods...mortals, can we have a chance to cross this chasm?"

It is widely known that the Trial Blade can pierce the heart of a powerful apostle, and that the gods live at the end of the universe, which stems from the great will.

Is there the possibility of becoming a god?

He originally wanted to raise his sword and join the battle, but he seemed to be suddenly troubled by this problem. He held the sword but did not move. He stood for a long time, frowning in deep thought.

Captain Azera once sincerely advised him not to covet Ozma's power as an apostle. He was a mortal and found it difficult to accept the power of darkness that originated from the beginning.

The river of time has been flowing for a long time, and it has been more than ten thousand years. There are people who take the name of God and regard it as glory, but no one who has truly become a god can be seen.

He had also made Biana from the Twelve Ancient Ones, and suddenly wondered if he could seize Ozma's apostle power.

Just like Da Keer's wonderful concept, if your things are taken, robbed, stolen, or come over, they will be mine.

Suddenly, Ye Lin slapped his forehead hard and took a deep breath to keep his mind clear.

Was it just because I was shocked by the apostle-level combat power that I felt obsessed for a moment?

Since mortals can kill gods, why bother pursuing the extraordinary realm of true gods? Moreover, the ancient gods are not necessarily in a good situation now.

Cursed, slandered, black sun disease...

With a relieved smile on his lips, Ye Lin slowly extended his empty left hand to his side and gestured with his middle finger.

He knew that Held must be peeping, and this middle finger was just for her to see.

On the other side, he will seek an explanation for the double disasters that caused the Arad continent and the heaven, as well as the changes in Tana's hometown, which was a ferocious black nightmare.

There seemed to be a layer of mysterious armor suddenly added to his armor. Holding the Sword of the Holy King, he strode towards the shattered gap in the Silent City. He took one step in the air and fell straight to the bottom like he was jumping off a cliff.

"Unexpectedly, I found you!"

boom--!

A man wearing a simple martial arts uniform, with a sword slung across his waist and long gray hair, walked forward silently. He looked a little surprised at the man in front of him who suddenly dropped to the ground with his sword, sending up a large amount of dust.

Although the way he appeared was inexplicable, the extremely powerful aura on the opponent's body still made him instantly alert, holding the hilt of the knife in his hand.

…

"Blue ghost hand?"

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Ye Lin was also a little surprised. He had thought that the people who dared to approach this place during the battle between the apostles were either Talakuda cadres, or even he was well prepared to fight against the enemy Demon Emperor Xia Le.

But the left hand of the long-haired man opposite was irregularly twisted, clearly like a ghost hand, but it was not the usual blood red color, but a light blue.

The ghost hand is not always consistent, and can also be changed in color. For example, Rosenberg's ghost hand was turned gray by Sirocco's power.

"Do you know about ghost hands?" The man was even more surprised. This should be Arad's specialty. How could it be known to "people from the demon world" at a glance.

Unless the person in front of him has heard the news, or is simply from Arad.