Three Good Salary Kings Stand on the Ark

It seems that they heard Nian's cry, and the body of Ashes and the Fireproof Girl, who should have fallen into eternal sleep, trembled slightly, and then slowly opened their eyes. When their consciousness regained consciousness, the two of them seemed to be a little surprised.

"This is... shouldn't it?"

When Ashes and the fire-proof girl were stunned to confirm their own situation, a voice came from the top of Ashes' head. It was a doll whose body had shrunk many times. At this time, she was lying on top of Ashes' head, looking like a moving figure 's hand.

"Is it because of the golden tree?"

Ash squeezed his palms a few times, and looked out of the window, looking at the towering golden tree.

"Ah... This is true, I still want to monopolize Lord Ash forever..."

The fire-proof girl also glanced at the golden tree, narrowed her eyes slightly, and brought a meaningful smile to the corner of her mouth.

"And Lord Ash, did you notice it?" The fire-proof girl turned to look at Ash, and then glanced at the others who were still in shock.

"Well, the power is gone, and we seem to have become ordinary people."

"The power of fire and blood is gone."

Relying on the grace of the golden tree, the ashes who were fireless ashes slept forever, but the ashes as a man were reborn again, just as he once did.

"What? Ordinary people?"

Nian was stunned when he heard this, because the joy of rebirth from ashes also slid in other directions.

"That means..."

Isn't the ashes now left to be handled by them?Even the fire girl is not a hindrance?

As long as Nian can think of, the rest of the people can naturally also think that the few people who participated in the Nite Anti-Fire Women's League before have already used their crooked brains.

"First strike first! The ashes are mine!" xN

Today's Rhode Island is still the same noisy.

Today's golden tree is still watching the earth.

Tomorrow the sun will still rise as usual.

[HE ending, end]

Chapter 722 The king sleeps forever, the times are rising

The new dawn is slowly passing through the sky, the slowly dying old trees are collapsing, and on the battlefield plain that has experienced the mythical fierce battle, clusters of sparks are shaking slightly.

The warriors who came through the bonfire were teleported back again. When a figure dissipated, a cluster of flames flew up and flew towards the ashes.

As the soldiers disappeared and returned one by one, the soaring sparks slowly turned into a magnificent curtain, illuminating a somewhat dazzling fire in the battlefield that had not yet fully lit up.

The fire seeds distributed one by one returned to the body, and the breath of ashes also became stronger, but he did not feel much joy and excitement in his heart, and his face was calm, not as if he had just won an arduous battle.

The noisy battlefield just now calmed down quickly. After the sparks were completely absorbed by the ashes, only a few people were still standing in front of the giant tree.

Sisters Nian and Xi, Amiya and Theresia, Sylter, Tomb King Nate, Skadi, and White Rabbit Frost Star.

Even the Doctor and Kelsey couldn't stay here. Although the rest of the people have different personalities, except for Nate, they all have one thing in common——

Without exception, they were all shared with the flames of ashes.

Nian looked around and found that there was no one except himself. He scratched his hair. He didn't know what Ashes wanted to do. Maybe he had something to say to himself?

The rest of the people also have similar conjectures. At this critical node, deliberately left by the ashes, there must be something important.

The eyes of everyone gathered and cast towards Ashes. Ashes was facing the ancient tree at this time, and they didn't know what was in their mouths. They only heard a deep sigh.

With a sigh of helplessness, sadness and a little sadness, but also a little tired and relieved.

The doll and the fire-resistant woman stood on either side of the ashes, and the expressions on their faces were also complicated and subtle.

This should not be the voice made after the victory, this will not be the expression displayed after the victory.

Everyone's hearts became more and more puzzled, but before they could think about it, Ashes turned around, stabbed the spiral sword into the ground, and then stepped forward to come to Nian.

"Hand out, Nian."

Being watched by the dark eyes, she inexplicably felt that the heavy old man did it, and her outstretched hand was also held by Ashes, and then she felt that something lightly stabbed her palm, Immediately afterwards, a strange feeling flooded into the body.

Something tiny entered her body and soul, emitting a faint light, not blazing.

Along with this feeling, Nian was keenly aware that the ashes in front of him seemed to have suddenly changed, and the quaint crown was a little pale and became even more broken.

"Ash, you..."

Nian hesitated, not knowing how to speak, but Ashes did not stop in front of her, but walked towards Shirtel, and also asked her to stretch out her hand and hold it again, accompanied by an inexplicable voice. The feeling and the fading and shattering of the crown, he moved to the next man again.

Everyone present was done by Ashes, but a few were different.

When she walked in front of Skadi, Ashes didn't ask her to stretch out her hand, but reached out to her neck, took off the hunter badge, and put it on for Skadi herself.

When it came to Xi, Ashes took a picture scroll from the fire-proof girl, carefully folded it, and delivered it to Xi's hands.

When he walked in front of Amiya and Theresia, Ashes not only held their hands, but also gently stroked the crown of thorns floating above Amiya's head, accompanied by his light touch. Caressing, the sharp thorns disintegrated, the dark color faded, and a new crown appeared on Amiya's head.

When Ash came to Nette, Nette seemed to have known something. The sleepiness of the past disappeared, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity. The eyes of the night stared at Ash, as if she wanted to see through his soul.

"Oathmaker, are you really... going to do this?"

“…”

Ashes didn't answer, just nodded lightly, without wavering in his eyes.

When Ashes took Nette's hand and wanted to withdraw it, she found that she was met with considerable resistance, followed by a full embrace.

Nate hugged Ash tightly, buried her head in his chest, and tightened her arms, as if she wanted to bind him here forever.

Ashes shook his head helplessly, patted Nate's back twice, and then easily broke free.

The last person was Frost Star, her gray eyes looked at Ashes, she seemed a little confused, and there was a trace of hidden deep worry.

She obediently stretched out her hand and clasped Ash tightly, and when Ash's palm slid away from her fingertips, she was a little terrified to find that the connection between herself and Ash was broken for some reason.

"That's it, that's it."

Ash returned to the position of the spiral sword, pulled it up and held it back, looking around the crowd.

One-twelfth of a year of Sui Beast is given to the light soul representing light.

The half body of the twilight giant, Selter, was given the fire soul that symbolizes life.

The tomb king, Nate, returned the dead soul that symbolized death.

Demon Lords Amia and Theresia have given black souls that symbolize darkness.

The deep-sea hunter Skadi gave the person and dream of a superior person.

Yui, the painter of the world, gave a painting called Ashes.

The Frost Star, the one who was brought back to life because of the ashes, gave him life that would never end.

The quaint crown was finally shattered and disintegrated. It disintegrated and cracked, and the misty dust disappeared with the wind.

The feeling on Ashes is also very different, like turning from a high-ranking god and king to an ordinary person.

He distributed the seeds of the extraordinary things that he obtained from his third rebirth, the souls of the four kings, the personalities of the superiors, and new paintings.

These kinds of fires will regenerate and sprout in the new world, and grow together with this land ushering in tomorrow, and eventually become a behemoth completely different from the original, and the fruits of those old times are still on the ashes. Remaining, and he will use these relics to send the first blessings to the new world—

"The fire that resides in the body will grow slowly and eventually grow into a towering tree."

"They are destined not to repeat the rotten fate of the past, and the new era will have new laws."

"And the people of the old era, it's finally time to go to sleep."

Ashes spoke slowly, a gentle smile finally hung on his face again, but that smile, in the eyes of everyone, revealed exhaustion and a trace of sadness.

It's like... a final goodbye.

"The undead live for obsessions, the fireless live for what they desire."

"In the new era, there is no need for the existence of ashes."

His last words were spoken very slowly. As he spoke, he slowly raised the spiral sword in his hand, and the twisted tip of the sword was slowly moving towards the center of Ash's chest.

When the voice fell, the tip of the spiral sword also pointed directly at his chest, that look...

"!"

Xi Meng was shocked, and she finally recalled the painting that she had unconsciously painted before, the hunched figure without fire, and the huge tree trunk that she had not noticed at the time.

Looking at Ash's eyes again at this time, the flames in them are actually slowly dissipating, exactly the same as the scene she painted.

"Quick!! Stop him!"

Xi shouted anxiously, and the rest of the people had already sensed something was wrong, and immediately wanted to step forward to stop Ashes' movement, but just when they wanted to make a move, a spark suddenly ignited on their bodies, and they were the same as the one who sent them earlier. Walk the soldiers exactly the same way.

The soaring fire mist quickly circled along the bodies of everyone, and their vision quickly blurred.

Nian desperately wanted to reach out to Ashes, but he could only helplessly watch his figure getting blurry.

There were too many emotions in those eyes that started to catch fire.

The last few clusters of fire mist dissipated, and after the fire returned to Ash's body, he no longer waited, and under the watchful eyes of the fire girl and the doll, he violently exerted his strength—

"laugh..."

The spiral sword pierced Ash's chest, and his body immediately fell to the ground weakly, but the flames on his body burned violently like never before, following the invisible guidance, and flew towards the giant tree that had collapsed nearly halfway.

The fire-proof girl raised her hand, and the golden streamer also turned into a river that flew towards the sky, intertwined with the molten fire, and poured into the giant tree together.

The doll also raised his hand like the fire girl, and the dazzling galaxy turned into a stream and merged into the bright red and gold river. After the silence of the giant tree began a new round of growth——

The tree trunk that originally seemed to be burning turned into a somewhat ethereal form. The previous dim red color was replaced by a dazzling golden color. Under the infusion of the three people, it began to grow again, and the huge branches broke through the sky, as if To connect the sky and the earth, the scattered golden branches and leaves turned into a huge canopy, which even overwhelmed the light of the rising sun.

This golden tree is so huge, so huge that people all over the land of Terra can clearly see it.

People stopped cheering and celebrating, looking up at the huge golden tree, and suddenly a sense of holiness and piety rose in their hearts. Beginning to light up star-like points of light.

It was a group of white-gold flames, which fell down with the swaying of the golden branches. When they touched the ground, they began to flow and rush.

They are constantly falling, gathering, and rushing, first small streams, then rushing rivers, and finally turning into a whistling ocean.

The flames climbed over the plains, over the mountains, over the rivers and lakes, and even swallowed the deep sea, rushing in all directions. Towns, villages, mobile cities, and tribal capitals were all swallowed by this white-gold ocean, together with the living people. Together.

It's so fast, so much, so wide that no one can react to what's happening and it's caught in flames, but the flames don't burn anything, and anyone or anything swallowed in it is like He was stagnant, and fell asleep peacefully with the surging sleepiness.

Nothing could stop its attack, and the flames gushing from the golden tree enveloped the entire piece of Terra, and then it began to burn.