The edge of pure land

The military helicopter hovered into the sky, like a bird with injured wings flying through the heavy rain. The mutation of the dimensional magnetic field caused its system to become chaotic. Even the best pilot could not completely stabilize it, just like It's a newbie playing airplane war.

Lu Fuji looked at the sky outside the porthole window. The sky and the earth seemed to be shrouded in a violent storm. The rain curtain was so powerful that it seemed to flood the entire world.

It was like they were moving through a breathable sea.

That turbulent feeling is enough to drown a person.

"I once studied in a military academy. This is the sign before the god resurrects, just like the first instinct of a newborn baby is to cry. After the god resurrects, the world will also cry. Now that the door to the dimension has been closed, we don't know how to Can’t get out alive.”

Ai Yue turned her head and looked at the holy mountain flowing with turbulent darkness: "Once the gods in the holy mountain wake up, the White Walkers in the entire evolutionary chain will wake up, and it will be a terrible catastrophe. For now, the only way is to believe. Our commander-in-chief can solve all this."

Dongshan wrapped a bandage around his body in silence, his expression full of confusion, because no one could remember who the commander-in-chief was when he mentioned it.

In fact, everyone has this question after boarding the helicopter.

According to the deployment of the military, someone must enter the depths of the Holy Mountain at this time and use the strongest violence in the world to suppress the great god who has existed since ancient times.

But who is this person?

I vaguely remember that he was a very reliable person.

Although he has a cold and arrogant personality, he is never close to the world.

But he saved the world from fire and water time and time again.

The steel lotus suspended on the top of the holy mountain was so majestic and majestic. The flowing dark matter swept away like a tsunami at the moment, but was burned and evaporated by the spreading flames in an instant, as if it could burn the world. Fire, blazing hot.

This should be a very powerful person.

A flame numerology owner who is worthy of being recorded in history.

Guarantee three and fight for one.

If that person hadn't existed, they might have died.

But why can't I remember it?

Lu Fuji didn’t know either.

The helicopter flew farther and farther.

At this moment, his mood was extremely panicked.

Obviously, he finally killed the mastermind and unlocked a path to heaven. As long as he escapes from this damn hell, everything will be fine.

But he seemed to have lost something important.

He had a vague premonition.

As long as he really leaves, he will regret it for the rest of his life.

Metanzo's words were bewitching him like a devil.

But Metanzo didn't lie to him.

There is a very important person who is hidden by the hidden blood.

Lu Fuji stared at the fire burning in the holy mountain, always feeling that it was so lonely in the darkness. He carefully recalled his experience during this period, and it seemed that a huge blank really appeared, which made his whole person change. Gotta panic.

That person is so important.

If that person is gone, Lu Fuji's life will no longer be complete.

The real blood has already entered the throat.

The fresh breath filled his body.

Memories run through my mind like a galloping wild horse.

Trying to break through some kind of shackles.

"That person puts a lot of things in his heart. He is born to feel that he has to take care of many people, but few people care about his happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy."

Those are Xuelian's words.

Who is she talking about?

Lu Fuji endured the severe pain and fought against the shackles in the dark. He vaguely seemed to remember something, the man in black whose oppression made his heart beat wildly when he first saw him.

"Good evening, let me ask you some questions."

The one who shocked him so much when he first showed his power.

"You have been suspected of illegally rescuing heretics, you have been suspected of illegally colluding with heretics, you have been suspected of crimes against humanity, and you have been locked up."

The man's stern face seemed to become clear in his memory.

"Originally, the grievances between me and you have been settled, but you should never target... the people I care about again."

Something that person once said.

So murderous and domineering.

It sounds full of warmth.

"I am very happy today. In fact, I have been very happy during this period. In my original plan, the last journey of my life should be very lonely. I am also a little worried about the upcoming death. But now, I feel The world is peaceful and beautiful.”

The man's voice echoed in his ears again.

There was a deadly tone between the lines.

It's like parting from life to death.

He hated that hellish atmosphere the most.

"Anyway, happy new year."

There was a snap.

It sounded like the clinking of glasses.

It was also the sound of something falling to the ground.

It was a gold-plated lighter.

A gift that Lu Fuji couldn't give out.

At this moment, countless memory scenes came flooding in, including the burning fire in the underground neighborhood, riding motorcycles to blast the street together outside the military base, lazy walks together in the afternoon sun, the wind on the coast, and the surging tide. Sound, gorgeous fireworks and colorful lanterns.

And the man sitting alone on the shore looking at the sea.

He remembered it all.

There is indeed such a person in his life.

An extremely important person.

Without this person, his life would be incomplete.

"So that's... farewell?"

Lu Fuji silently bent down and picked up the gold-plated lighter. He vaguely seemed to smell the smell of smoke in the wind again, which was as annoying as ever.

He raised his head and looked at the firelight that was gradually being submerged in the darkness.

Now that the Holy Mountain survey team has evacuated, they also want to leave this hell, but they have to leave that person alone in the boundless darkness.

Is this really the only way?

He slowly stretched out his hand, as if to touch something.

No.

He doesn't admit it.

Nor accept it.

There was a crash.

Ai Yue and Dongshan suddenly turned back, and wind and rain poured into the cabin.

"Major Deer!"

"Brother Xiaolu!"

That's too late.

Lu Fuji grabbed the wooden knife, jumped up and fell from the cabin.

Drowned in the endless storm.

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Among the boiling holy mountains, under the huge steel lotus, Long Ling's red dress was swaying in the wind, and her charming eyes were instantly lit up by endless firelight.

Because Longque struck out his first sword.

Along the endless bronze palaces.

Howling on the top of the eternally silent mountain.

The Sword of Levadin, a magic sword that claims to be able to burn the entire world, releases the hottest fire in the world the moment it is slashed, like a meteor cutting through the darkness, and the target of the slash is exactly him. The most important woman in my life.

That sword was so hot.

The murderous intent was so strong that it seemed to be burning.

Without the warmth of reunion between brother and sister, nor the emotion of meeting old friends again, the two people who were once the closest could only repeat the tragedy of the year again, as if they were an inescapable fate.

Only eight years later, both of them have become much stronger.

No longer young.

In countless collapsed bronze palaces, terrifying monsters rise from the ground in the darkness, including overlords and even gods. They are ancient beings that have been sleeping for tens of millions of years. They wake up and roar with the resurrection of the gods. world.

Sharp shadows swayed in the mountains, illuminated by the fierce electric light.

Like an angel, but also like a devil.

They come from the fifth evolutionary chain and are probably the ultimate life form in the world. Once they awaken, they are destined to destroy the world, but the roar at this moment is full of fear and horror.

Because the world seems to have fallen into a hot hell, and everything is burning under the extremely high temperature, as if it has fallen into the core of the sun, and both body and soul are destroyed.

"You can't stop me like this. Even if you hold Levadin and you can be called the strongest in the world, it is only at the human level. When I enter the Holy Mountain, everything is a foregone conclusion." Long Ling didn't even know that To resist, I just stood on the top of the mountain with my hands open, as if breathing the air at the highest point in the world and bathing in the most powerful rain in the world.

The huge steel lotus shed a dark light, as if pouring extremely rich dark matter into her body, and the arrogant divinity awakened in her body.

The hot sword light that could cut off the world fell in front of her, but it could no longer penetrate even half an inch. The blazing flames boiled and surged, illuminating her beautiful face.

She is a butterfly that breaks out of its cocoon and is reborn.

The phoenix rising from the ashes.

When the Creation Mother Nest chose her and wanted to merge with her, the authority called immortality could prevent her from any form of interference, and she was naturally not afraid of Levadin's power.

The ancient ritual begins.

The dragon feather was suspended between heaven and earth, and a graceful and noble lotus flower appeared under her body, flowing like an altar, releasing light and injecting it into her body.

This scene is as beautiful as an ancient mural, immortalized over thousands of years.

The solemn sound of the trumpet echoed between heaven and earth, and it seemed as if the gate of heaven had opened, and all the gods and Buddhas sang in unison to welcome the awakening of the god.

"Levadine is a magic sword that burns life. Why should you continue to persevere when you have so little life left? How long can you hold on like this?"

Long Ling's eyes were both pitiful and cold.

Divinity and humanity united.

Contradictory and harmonious.

What responded to her was the second scorching sword light, which fell into the space and time in front of her, as if the world had fallen into a quagmire-like silence at this moment.

All was silent.

In the turbulent dark torrent that burst the embankment, a white-haired man was swimming upstream, breaking through the waist-deep water. He had a burning cigarette in his mouth. He held the hot sword of Levadin, and he was moving forward one after another. The scorching sword light slashed out, each sword burning his own life.

The ashes of the cigarette were blown away by the strong wind and fell into the dark flood, as if igniting a blazing fire and turning this mighty torrent into a sea of ​​fire.

The White Walkers bred in the torrent of darkness were burned away by the terrifying heat as soon as they took shape. The bronze skeletons floated in the sea of ​​fire, drifting all over the mountains and fields, but he stepped on these bones to climb the mountain step by step, as if Stepping from hell to heaven.

Even the human Watch Army had to go through a fierce battle when facing these White Walkers, and he could easily burn them down by just swaying the remaining heat.

The undead are also rushing towards him. Without exception, they are all from the founders of the Brotherhood. These monsters, neither human nor ghost, are very powerful. The highest ones have even reached the eighth realm. Their descendants There are also troublesome ones.

But in front of Longque, he was like an ant.

A scorching sword light flashed, and the torrential rain was cut open. The first generation head of the Russell family was torn into half of his body easily, and his immortal body collapsed like a melted doll. Fragile.

In fact, the Ninth Realm's crushing of the Eighth Realm should not be so simple and crude, but at this moment Longque is in his peak state ever, and he is holding the world-burning Sword of Levadin. Everyone says this It was a magic sword created specifically for him, and that was indeed the case.

Levatin is just like him.

Lonely and burning passionately.

The blazing fire kept the world at bay.

Long Que hit the ground hard with Levadin's sword with his backhand. The sword edge pierced the raging flood, and a huge heat wave spurted out. The founder of Seven Star Pharmaceuticals was swallowed up and turned into withered bones in the blazing fire. In the end, even the bones were burned away.

There was a roaring wind behind him, and the first-generation Morgan came at him like a devil in the fire. He was also a famous master of flame numerology in his life, but at this moment, it was as if the firefly had seen the sun, and he could only launch the most shameless attack with the most explosive attitude. sneak attack.

Longque did not look back at all. He just held the sword of Levadin behind his back and stabbed out the sword with the ancient sword skill Yan Hui, which immediately penetrated the chest of the walking corpse.

Accompanied by a dragon's roar, one of the members of the Brotherhood was burned to coke, and collapsed inch by inch, submerged in the torrent.

Longque's state has indeed reached its peak at this moment. He no longer needs any fighting skills or spell compositions. He has reached a true state of returning to his original nature. His sky-burning fire can be released with a single movement of his hand, and In the purest form.

The rough and wild dark magic sword has killed too many lives. At this moment, it is flowing with a glaring light like lava. The specific temperature has lost its meaning. The heat that has reached the conceptual level is condensed and can be easily cut off. Or melt everything in the world.

But this sword was also devouring his life force crazily.

His long windbreaker had been burned, and his shirt was annihilated in the wind, revealing his muscular upper body. Sweat and rain flowed down the texture, and his skin was glowing with fire.

An extremely contradictory state appeared in him. His life was on the verge of drying up, like a candle in the wind, but the candlelight was as bright as the sun.

Life energy is boiling and surging!

He took off the cigarette from the corner of his mouth and threw it into the torrent of dark matter.

The dark matter was suddenly evaporated, and the fire became a thousand times more ferocious.

The entire holy mountain was enveloped in blazing fire.

Burn, burn, burn!

The holy mountain is filled with the roars and wailings of monsters!

The last person to come was an old man who was very old. He was the weakest among the undead, an ancestor from the Chen Group, and the only one who had never fallen.

Long Que chose to give him the greatest respect and put his right hand on his head. The sky-burning fire burst out instantly and burned him to ashes.

This scene is like a compassionate priest redeeming sinners.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Finally, Long Que climbed to the top of the mountain against the heavy rain, but the frozen time and space blocked him in an instant. He was only ten steps away, but he seemed to be colliding with the world!

boom!

A huge roar sounded in the rain.

That is God's realm.

Among the huge steel lotuses, Long Ling seems to have completed her transformation. Her appearance has become noble and graceful, and an illusory eye pupil has appeared on her forehead, but the pupil is a heart-stopping blank, as if there should be something to embellish it. , but now there is nothing.

The endless rainstorm floated in front of her, and billions of raindrops reflected her beautiful face. She seemed to be born between the sky and the earth, with illusory wings growing out of her back.

Endless vitality surged out of her body.

Graceful lotuses bloom in this vast ocean-like world.

A huge pale eye seemed to appear in the sky.

Reflecting her beautiful posture!

Clearly so slim and slender, yet majestic enough to envelop the whole world!

Anywhere she covers is inviolable!

"Give up. Wouldn't it be better for me to hug you?"

Her voice is so ethereal and graceful, as if she is singing, but also as if she is crying: "Let's embrace immortality and eternity together, and reach the ends of the world together, in the green shade and flower fields..."

A huge roar sounded, and Longque actually opened the way with Levadin's sword, slamming his body into the eternal realm, and the almost solidified time and space collided violently with him!

In just a moment, endless flames exploded.

Part of his body was also carbonized!

The dragon bird charged forward in the most violent and heroic way, detonating the terrifying high temperature that could not be emitted. Not only did it break through the god's realm, but it also hurt itself.

He raised his head against the frozen time and space of the eternal realm.

The woman suspended between heaven and earth was reflected in her eyes.

So beautiful.

Unfortunately he didn't like it.

He still likes her the way she was back then.

Many years ago, he and she had made a wish to grow up together, to find green flower fields in the ends of the earth, to go to the most beautiful places in the world, and to witness the scenery that only existed in dreams. Unfortunately, all the visions they had had were lost in the torrent of the Holy Mountain. Neither brother nor sister could reach the promised land in their dreams, and their ship sank in the vast sea.

He has had a recurring dream over the years.

There was also a pouring rain in the dream, and he stabbed her heart with a knife. When he pulled out the knife, it seemed that he also pulled out a part of her, forever buried in the muddy world.

His sister's murmur faded away with him.

The world could never be better.

It wasn't just Long Ling who was killed.

And that young man who always kept his word.

Countless dreams.

Countless times of pain.

Endless torture.

In fact, he does not regret the choice he made back then. He cannot let his happiness be based on the pain of others and let that crazy woman destroy the world. In that case, the beautiful scenery they once expected will be destroyed, and there will be no The ends of the earth and the green fields of flowers.

What's more, there's no joy in doing that.

His sister is long gone.

He just hates fate.

Why leave this ending to him.

Later he went to many places and met many people.

I have experienced a lot of joys and sorrows.

Become indifferent and alienated from everything in this world.

He was used to being away from everything.

Let yourself live in a corner where no one cares.

Even he was once as bright as the sun.

In the end, there is no way to escape the fate of being extinguished.

But not before that.

Things that were left unfinished eight years ago.

He was going to finish it today.

boom!

The flames exploded and time and space were turbulent.

Long Que used the edge of his sword to open the way and took the second step.

The flames ignited by the sword's edge exploded inch by inch, bombarding the realm in the darkness!

third step.

The realm of eternity cracks like a mirror.

the fourth step.

The solid rainstorm in the sky trembled, reflecting the light of the burning sky.

the fifth step.

The lotus floating between heaven and earth trembled, and the god-like Long Ling looked down at her younger brother, while the time and space in front of her collapsed inch by inch.

Longque climbed to the top of the holy mountain step by step, the sword of Levadin burned with the fire of the world, his body had been turned into charcoal, only the hard-as-iron face was intact, the endless heavy rain fell, and in an instant Steamed to dryness, his eyes were as cold as knives in the steaming water vapor.

"give up."

"This kind of death is so lonely."

"Wouldn't it be nice to be with me?"

"In this world, you and I should be the only ones dependent on each other."

It felt like I was back when I was a kid.

In that warm and peaceful family, the girl was lying on the sofa painting. In the painting, there was the end of the sky and the sea, the sun shrouded the cliffs, and there were green shades everywhere.

The young man looked at the painting with fascination.

Longque was like a non-existent ghost, quietly watching the laughter and play of the siblings. He didn't know how long it had passed, but darkness flooded him like a tide, as if he had fallen into an abyss.

Originally, he had used drugs to force his way back to the peak state. Coupled with the terrifying consumption of the Sword of Levadin, he not only had to stop the torrent from flowing out of the Holy Mountain, but also killed the difficult immortals and resurrected White Walkers. , the most important thing is that he has to face the gods.

The huge consumption has brought his life to the verge of exhaustion.

So this is how my sister felt back then?

Cold and deep.

So lonely.

But I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

In the endless torrential rain, he seemed to hear a voice.

That voice was so small.

Stubbornly echoing in the wind and rain.

Longque turned around in confusion and froze.

In the raging flood, there is a man swimming upstream. The wind blows his white hair. He wields a wooden sword wrapped with thunder and cuts through the thorns!

That's a human being... a deer.

He jumped from the helicopter, walked through the torrent of destruction, and rushed to the top of the mountain desperately, as if lighting a fire in the cooling sun.

Secret Blood did not play its intended role.

In the end, Lu Fuji still thought of him.

It was like in the last journey of his life, a small fire warmed him, igniting a light in the cold winter, allowing him to see his former self.

What little love I had left for the world came back.

The spirit that was once discarded is revived by the wind.

The gradually disintegrated consciousness regrouped.

"In that case, I can't let you down."

Dragon Bird turned around and whispered softly.

He closed his eyes and tightened his hands on the Sword of Levadin.

When I opened my eyes again.

The depths of his pupils lit up like the sun!

The soft voice sounded like the world was falling apart!

"I am the King of Kings."

"His achievements are unparalleled, and no one can match them."

At this moment, the scorching sun burned wantonly, and the realm of the gods was suddenly trampled to pieces. Amidst the roar of the red dragon, the red tyrant who once aspired to be the sacred descended on the tenth kingdom!