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Chapter 1031 The destiny has not yet arrived

Indian mythology once used "three thousand worlds" to describe the vast universe. Since then, the number "three thousand" has taken on a new meaning, endless and boundless.

An old man named Qianzi Muramasa forged three thousand famous swords to create an infinite killing array, just to kill three evil heretics.

Three thousand swordsmen killed three people and formed a formation. Their power was like Mount Tai pressing against the top.

Not an exaggeration.

Generally, the mass of Japanese knives is about 2.5 kilograms. A thousand knives are equivalent to 2500 kilograms, or 2.5 tons. For humans, what is it if it is not the top of Mount Tai?

What's more, quality is only the most insignificant attribute of the sword formation. The murderous aura and even divine energy contained in the sword is the real terror.

The sky was cut open, the earth was torn apart, and the air between heaven and earth was divided into countless pieces.

In this world, nothing can block the raging edge of three thousand swords.

Yes, not at all.

Maybe real chaos can be achieved, but Nero Kaos is still a hundred years away from real "chaos". Now he is just a collection of beasts of 666, not Tiamat, the mother of all things, and his life is limited. .

The only thing that is immortal about Roa is his soul. His body is the most fragile among the Dead Apostles of all ancestor levels. Once his body is destroyed, he will fall into a long sleep.

Buddhism does have the legend of the indestructible Vajra, but Araya Zongren has not yet truly achieved the "indestructible Vajra". Even with the blessing of the "Fudo Myoyo Root Seal", he cannot achieve the invincibility of the golden body.

They cannot stop the sharp edge of the Three Thousand Swords Formation, and if they continue to fight against the Sword Formation, they will fall into true death or deep sleep before long.

So, they ran, without any hesitation, without any hesitation, and ran as fast as they could.

The longer a being lives, the better it is at preserving life. If not, they would have been killed by their enemies long ago. The youngest Roa, Araya, and Nero Kaos are at least two hundred years old, and they have endless ways to save their lives. Unless the Three Thousand Sword Formation can truly completely seal off the enemy and leave no way to survive, it would be impossible to leave the three people bent on escaping.

It's a pity that Chiko Muramasa's "Infinite Sword System" is not the legendary inherent barrier, nor can it be truly infinite. It can only cover an area where the old man is. Outside the area, it loses its overwhelming effect. The lethality of the famous sword is greatly reduced.

Although the three thousand swordsmen persevered in the pursuit, without the advantage of being surrounded in all directions, the sequential sword formation also had flaws, and the three of them were divided and disintegrated bit by bit in an alternating rotation.

In the end, all three thousand famous swords were destroyed and he was born in the world. He died without a name before he found a suitable master and became famous all over the world.

The three people who successfully survived the "Unlimited Knife System" also had a hard time. Nero Kaos spent more than five hundred lives to create the "Soil of Creation". Araya Soren, who had always maintained his Vajra body, was beaten with blood all over his body, his chest was dented, and his two arms with seals exploded on the spot. Roa was the most miserable. Although it seemed that he was not seriously injured on the surface, and his hands, feet and body were still intact, he actually fell into a coma with depleted magic power. This was a vampire species comparable to high-level fantasy species, and he was actually in such a situation. It can be seen that the consumption is huge.

"Why didn't you kill Faker in time?"

Araya, who barely managed to remain standing, ignored the injuries on his body and raised his head to ask the Servant where he didn't know where he was.

"Because he was already dead when the order was received." Assassin replied calmly, "I can't kill a dead person."

Three thousand famous swords were forged on the spot, and the achievement of "unlimited sword making" was not without cost. The core of the furnace for making the sword is the spiritual weapon (body) of Chiko Muramasa himself, and it takes all the old man's spiritual energy to give the newly baked sword spirituality.

As the old man said in response to Nero Chaos - I am dead.

That's why it's so powerful that even Assassin, who has perfect concealment, can't interrupt it.

When Araya Soren looked back, the swordsman who had forced them into a desperate situation had long since disappeared, and not even the spirit son was left.

Of all the people present, only Assassin saw the old man's expression when he left. After exhaling the breath that contained all the spiritual energy, the old man's figure disappeared like a handful of sand into the sea.

Before the Christian era, the Chinese swordsmith general Moye forged swords with his life. Today, Qianzi Muramasa also forges famous swords with his soul.

Everything you have learned throughout your life is revealed in one stroke.

With the blessing of faith, we will disperse voluntarily.

The legendary knifemaker passed away with a smile on his face.

This is the persistence of a blacksmith.

The great monk, who did not hesitate to sacrifice and embark on the devil's path to achieve his goal, was finally moved: "Now I can finally understand Roa's emotion. Each of these beings who can become heroic spirits is more troublesome than the last. The king of Persia is like this, and so is a mere swordsmith. in this way."

"So what? He's dead and we're still alive. That's enough." Nero Kaos was unmoved. "Now that things have come to this, you don't want to back down."

"Of course not." Araya calmed down and shook his head, "What should we do next? Do we want to continue chasing?"

"Chasing, the chaos in my body is constantly urging me, as if they have something in their hands that can make my concept further. If I continue to delay, I'm afraid I will lose control."

Hearing Nero Kaos's words and looking at the black substance constantly surging under his black coat, Araya nodded thoughtfully: "I understand, Assassin, you are the fastest, you Let’s catch up first.”

"Understood." There was an indifferent response, which soon became invisible again.

Aranya asked again: "What should Roa do?"

"Just leave him here, dig a hole and bury him, make sure he won't be exposed to direct sunlight, and come back to look for him when we catch him - well, I'll put a wild beast here to keep an eye on him."

The simple and crude method is surprisingly suitable for vampires, except for one thing.

"Can you guarantee that your beast won't get out of control?"

"cannot."

The straightforward answer left Araya speechless.

"Then let my puppet watch him." Araya explained, "In addition to the barrier master, I am also a puppet master. I have prepared a simple workshop nearby, and my injuries can be healed quickly when I get there. To recover, just put Loa there.”

"Okay, I'll let a beast carry you there." The black clothes were lifted up, and a beast that looked like a horse or a liger appeared from it.

Araya was not polite, and kicked Roa onto the back of the beast of burden, and jumped on it himself. Seeing that Nero had no intention of moving, he asked, "What about you? Won't you come with me?"

"No, you reminded me. My 'Chaos' consumption is a bit high, and I need to swallow some life to replenish it. There are many wild animals around here, and I should be able to recover when you come back."

Nero Kaos is a typical man of action. After speaking, he immediately sent out a hundred beasts and rushed in all directions.

At the same time, the beast carrying Araya and Roa also spread its hooves and ran wildly in the direction Araya pointed.

In less than a minute, this tragic battlefield returned to calm.

At this moment, two pale flames the size of fingernails suddenly lit up, accompanied by a vague black shadow and an extremely thick voice.

"Catch up? Haha, it's useless to catch up. Not only you, their destiny has not yet come to an end. And you, the persistent forger - by this time, your will should have been conveyed."

The pale flame alternated between light and dark, and what was reflected was clearly the direction Shirou and the others had left.

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