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"You wait for me!"

He put down his harsh words, and fled into the air in a panic

Numerous Solomon guards looked at the swordsmen covetously, and the big sword in their hands gleamed scarlet.

"Senior! Leave this to us! Go after the Holy Lord of Truth!"

Qingqin brandished the holy sword of fire, somersault clouds appeared under her feet, and rushed towards Solomon's guards without fear.

At this time, a dragon's roar came from the air abruptly, and the red dragon circled around, turning into a stream of light and falling into her hands.

[Dragon of Courage! 】

At this moment, the three volumes of fire finally gathered together again after a thousand years.

"this is for you."

Emerald threw it vigorously and sent the three little pigs to Luther.

"Thanks."

Luther nodded solemnly, and the dragon of the evil king jumped out of the book, carrying him and chasing Solomon who was gradually moving away in the air.

The Holy Lord of Truth stopped suddenly in the air, turned around, and the scarlet mist condensed into a burning fireball.

"Get out of here!"

With a wave of his hand, the meteor whizzed away.

Luther remained silent and did not respond. Four dragons surged out from the golden shoulder armor, smashing the meteor head-on into debris.

However, at this moment, a sense of peeping came from behind.

Luther subconsciously turned his head to look.

On the low hill, a hut with walls covered with lush creepers stands.

The young man in black was wearing a top hat, with his head resting on his hands, lying on the recliner, smiling and looking at where Luther was.

"Warning! Warning!"

"The player is being watched by [Lord of Fantasy]!"

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Volume 58: Chapter 54 Chapter [-] The Brightest Death

Luther looked at the gentle young man, and a creepy feeling ran down his spine.

He wasn't afraid, nor was he aware of the other party's malice.

It's just a vague sixth sense.

I am afraid that for [Lord of Fantasy], even if he and Solomon are stacked together, they are not a single enemy.

It is even said that it is a dreamlike extravagant hope to survive even ten seconds.

It was the first time that Luther felt so clearly the heavy oppressive feeling that he could not control his own life, death and future.

Even if he just lay there, just watching quietly.

The dark sword and moon kept shaking, sending a dangerous signal to Luther together with the dragon of the evil king.

——I can't let him watch it anymore, I can't look at him anymore.

——Otherwise, something unexpected will happen.

It may be too late.

On the crimson light screen, a line of brand new words jumped out.

"The status bar has been unlocked, you have obtained the status: [Lord of Fantasy] gaze, the effect is unknown."

The Lord of Fantasy pressed down his top hat and sat up relaxed and freehand.

"Don't worry, this is your story."

"I will not interfere with you. Only you can decide the ending of your story."

He spoke slowly, with a calm tone.

It was like seeing the same thing happen countless times.

"To shut up!"

The Lord of Truth waved down the spiral sword, the huge book was opened in a short time, and Solomon's guards transformed and descended.

But before the huge sword-shaped robot swung its giant sword down, it suddenly disappeared out of thin air without any trace, as if being rejected by a fantasy world.

Seeing this scene, the Holy Lord of Truth couldn't help being shocked, because it was beyond his comprehension.

But after the young man was attacked, he didn't do anything, he still stood there calmly.

"Yizhak, sure enough, every one of you is such a lunatic."

The lord of fantasy sighed, and said the real name of the lord of truth lightly.

Luther gripped the dark sword, Moonlight, and quietly opened the tunnel leading to the dark space.

"...parsing..."

The crimson light curtain is full of calculation tracks.

"...Analysis complete..."

"The master of fantasy, its essence is: the only chosen person, the guardian of the fantasy world."

After hastily reading the text on the light screen, Luther broke into the dark space silently.

Then, in the next instant, the exit of the tunnel appeared behind the Lord of Truth.

Taking advantage of Yitzhak being frightened by the Lord of Fantasy and unable to use the Eye of Solomon to observe the trajectory of energy flow, Luther launched a silent attack.

He has already determined that the other party has no malicious intentions and will not interfere with them.

So, as the master of fantasy said.

"Determine the ending of our story, Yitzhak"

The two swords fell quickly, and with Yitzhak's unprepared screams, sparks continued to explode.

Light and darkness are intertwined, and the holy sword of origin exerts the strongest power.

The Holy Lord of Truth turned around unprepared, roared hysterically, and swung the spiral sword desperately to confront Luther.

At this moment, the twin swords of light and darkness perfectly suppressed the Lord of Truth.

Under the premise that power is completely equal and special abilities are completely ineffective against each other, technology becomes the only existence that can formulate results.

As the pain continued to hit, the spirit was corroded to the extreme, and the Holy Lord of Truth, who was infinitely close to madness, roared.

"Don't call me by any name!"

It seems that Yitzhak's former name is not something worth remembering for him.

The sword lights crisscrossed, and there was an unprecedented fierce fight between the holy swords.

Ling Lie's twin swords pushed away the spiral sword and landed on the chest of the Lord of Truth, and the flames exploded.

The strength pierced through the armor, even if the impact was weakened to a very small level by the special device, it was still enough to make the internal organs hurt unbearably.

The two swords slashed at the chest, and the Lord of Truth screamed in embarrassment.

"Give me more power!"

Immediately, he gritted his teeth tightly, and the spirit that had been eroded to the limit surged towards the almighty power again.

At this moment, the Holy Lord of Truth showed a sinister smile again, as if endless strength came from his body.

His spirit has completely become the bait of the Almighty.

Mortals want to control the power that creates the world, except for the only possibility of being recognized by the world, the result is only to go crazy in the powerful power.

It was too late to prevent, and the light steel sword was thrown away unexpectedly, but before Luther pulled out the Wuming sword from the Juhe slot, the fist of the Lord of Truth had already hit his chest.

【Solomon Smash! 】

A golden-red mist emerged, and Solomon unleashed unprecedented power at this moment.

Immediately, Luther was thrown out.

The evil dragon roared and charged, but the Lord of Truth just stretched out his hand with a smirk, and overwhelming energy gushed out from his palm.

In the blink of an eye, the dragon of the evil king was completely engulfed.

The next moment, the evil dragon rushed out of the golden-red mist, opened its bloody mouth, and spit out deep darkness.

In the darkness, the hazy dark swordsmen stood up one after another, and rushed towards the Lord of Truth without hesitation.

But what was waiting for them was a 360-degree swipe with no dead ends. The golden-red sword energy seemed to cut the world, and it quickly stretched towards the first hundred kilometers.

The black and purple cloak rattled, and Luther, who had been pushed a thousand meters by the impact of a palm, soared out of thin air, and quickly returned the same way.

Seeing the oncoming sword energy, Luther frowned, and raised his hand to call back the Holy Sword of Light.

Raising his hand, the holy light overflowed, and the sword energy was like a hot summer phantom, twisting continuously, but in the end, part of it broke through the light and came to Luther.

The blade of the sword resounded, feeling the "will" of the light steel sword, Luther immediately slashed out with his sword.

The blade, which is so sharp that it can cut even the boundaries invisible to the naked eye, easily slices through the sword energy.

Click.

An inaudible rustling sound came from the light steel sword, and a tiny crack emerged from it.

The Holy Sword is not without limits.

Damage like this can be healed in a few hours as long as it is retracted into the most optical drive that has the function of repairing and replenishing.

But at this juncture, where is there such ample time for Luther to use?

Both feet are entwined with thick pitch black, as if jetting off, the dark energy slanted out.

Luther immediately turned into a sharp arrow and went straight towards the Holy Lord of Truth.

"Itzhak!"

He roared, the holy sword overflowed with unprecedented light, and the blade, which was sharp to the limit, fell decisively.

The Holy Lord of Truth frowned, and rushed forward with a spiral sword.

At this moment, I missed it.

When Luther landed, his feet made deep grooves on the green lawn.

click.

Cracks appeared on the blade of the Sword of Light, and then it was suddenly cut off in the middle.

"The Holy Sword of Light is finished! Next is you!"

The Lord of Truth pointed the spiral sword at Luther, laughing wildly.

But at the next moment, severe pain came from the waist, and the Holy Master of Truth stretched out his hand tremblingly, touched it lightly, and dazzling red leaped into the tip of his brow.

"Blood...? How dare you hurt God!"

At this moment, Solomon's armor was no longer complete.

"It's time to rest, the brightest."

Luther murmured, the light wrapped around his waist, and turned into the brightest drive at the other end.

He folded the blade of the light steel sword and retracted it into the driver.

The Holy Sword of Light cannot be damaged, even if it is broken, it can still be intact after a long period of self-repair.

It's just that Luther couldn't wait for that time.

"Dragon of the evil king, give me strength."