Chapter 45 The Eyes of Death

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In fact, when he saw the black cat's glance in the burning main hall, he remembered everything.

Just as he looked at the little catwoman in the blazing flames that night twelve years ago.

It was that night that he saw a scene that was enough to be a nightmare. Bloody killing, bloody plundering, and the plundering between the beast tribes. This was completely an inhumane sin that would leave no living mouths.

It should be a fury murderous intent that burns. It doesn’t matter whether you are young or weak, or you don’t have the potential of a profession. Power has nothing to do with these things. As long as you have the idea of ​​killing, you will have the power to kill...

In this way, the plundering operation, which should have been full of harvest without any risks, turned into a hurry to escape. It was not the cavalry of the beast tribe or the powerful profession, but a child like ghosts and gods. It was a bloody night, the endless grassland, the cold weather seemed to be boiling by the violent murderous aura, and everyone was fleeing in a hurry, because the killing god behind still let out a terrifying howl, his eyes were blood red, like the eyes of the god of death, his voice

The sound is like a dragon roar, like a demon dragon that wants to choose people to eat. Several low-level professions who are quite strong are already dead. One is beaten to death by a punch and bloody all over, and the whole person explodes, like a corpse of a necromancer, the other is torn in half, with flesh and blood, internal organs and other are thrown everywhere. The last one is hit by a fitting and instantly rushing into the sky, and it actually burns like a meteor flying to the sky - not to mention other people who can only be regarded as "good skills".

He had to flee in a panic, and even did not dare to use convenient things like arrows and javelins. The arrow shot was caught casually, and he swung his backhand and insisted on penetrating five or six people before he could stop. The volley was useless. He hugged and rubbed his backhand, which would only make more people unlucky. Although the little god of death fell down and fell for some reason in the end, no one dared to come down and give him a last blow, because even if he was unconscious, that shocking momentum still existed.

That night changed the fate of many people. Caesar embarked on the path of the king, the black cat had a new life, the dragon of time Nozdom left her adopted daughter, and more dragons left the humans they raised.

The memories of that night were forgotten by him due to the awakening and excitement of some power, but some people firmly remembered the unstoppable figure like the god of death. Some of them firmly engraved fear in their hearts, while others regarded it as an unforgettable memory for life. Although they were still not rescued, she regarded it as a turning point of fate. She dyed her pupils with secret techniques, and she was hopelessly obsessed with black. She gave up her further study in the Fortress of Learning, and became the head of a small city with the Spring of Wisdom that made everyone amazed - all of this was to quickly find the person she had been persistent in. The years of the Fortress of Learning were too boring and could not resist her longing. She could not stand the feeling of being focused, even if it meant that she would gain more power.

Even the black cat never expected such an ending, but she finally saw that person, and Caesar also remembered the memories at that time, just protective forgetting. However, remembering them again at this moment gave him a different feeling - that was the first time he saw the intersection of life and death. Life can be so fragile and death can be so close.

[Ancient People's Contract], the effect of this dragon roar reached the end, and the anti-demonic power that protected him suddenly disappeared. Caesar stepped back and stood side by side with Sakiya Sukiya: "I ask you, can I trust your power?"

Sixteen Ye Saki Ye didn't say a word. She took out the dark yellow dragon scales she treasured and given to her by the angel. A gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She looked at Caesar, and the king also looked at her with a smile. The power of time rushed into the dragon scales. A few faults of time formed instantly. With a "bang", the dragon scales exploded without trace. She said: "Of course, my master."

The golden power, a magic array that looks like a clock face, blooms brilliantly under her feet.

The power of time, or the real magic of time, after suppressing pain, struggle, guilt, and regret, finally emitting an unsightly glory twelve years later. A golden dragon of time appeared behind Sakiya, 16 Yeye, with its wings spread out, roaring to the sky, countless large and small magic arrays like clock faces bloomed one after another, surrounding her, twisting the line of time, the track of time, and the maid's figure tilted slightly backwards, and all the lights of the time magic array suddenly burst out, stirring the flow of time.

"The Roar of the Dragon of Time - Exile of Time" was spitting out a wonderful dragon word, but for some reason, Caesar could understand what Sixteen Ye Sakiya was saying. Invisible power surged out, and the fan-shaped dragon breath of time accelerated the passage of time. Time is the most terrifying and deadly force in the world, invisible and intangible, eroding everything.

Nozdom, I think this power is now usable.

The power of time is not a power that can be displayed or praised at will, but it can indeed be used as a power of protection.

I have always regretted this because I used this power casually to let you leave.

But...I don't want to see the loss of Caesar because I don't use this power.

Because...for some reason, this guy occupies a very important position in my heart.

If you don't want to lose him, then use your strength to protect him, just like he protects me...

The holy light energy condensed into a sword, and the angel drew it in circle, and the light and shadows of the sky enveloped the torrent of time. Sixteen Night Sakiya gritted her teeth. The power of time was activated to the extreme, interfering with the line of time, launching a fierce attack. The dragon lion spewed out violent thunder, forming a clamping force with Sixteen Night Sakiya.

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Because two dragon roars have awakened, I am familiar with it.

Haier, Al, Fax, Ott, Goul.

The unprecedented formula of the divine talisman composed of five runes slowly floated in the air, and then a blue flame burned, turning into countless golden light spots, slowly blending into Caesar's body.

The illusion of death suddenly came into the body. It seemed that it had come to the edge of life and death, and saw many things, as if it was connected to something, and a lot of insights and knowledge poured into my mind.

The pronunciation emerged from the mouth. Unlike [Steel] and [Ancient People's Contract], which are full of strength and courage, this time the dragon roar echoed silence and compassion. The word of the divine talisman composed of five runes should be regarded as one of the most advanced formulas. Its name is [Death].

A strange force surged towards his eyes. He closed his eyes and opened his eyes again, his black pupils turned blue, and the world in his eyes had undergone earth-shaking changes.

For a moment, the Saint Seiya felt that it was difficult to even stand.

It is not because of the strength of the enemy or the weakness of the body. It is a real and visual impact.

It seemed as if the entire shelter world had become a world of death without any creatures. Everything in front of me was covered with strange lines and dots. The whole world was covered with strange graffiti with strange styles, as if it would disappear as soon as it was touched...

...The whole world became extremely fragile, the ground seemed to not exist, and the sky seemed to collapse in the next moment.

...It seems as if the whole world is about to collapse in the next moment.

The power of the dragon roar called [Death God] gave him a brief and amazing power - just as Hei Yanshu had suggested, the dragon roar is the power to command matter - no, not just matter, this dragon roar called [Death God] lends him the authority of the god of death, as if it connected the string of fate, mobilized the record of the end of all things, allowing him to see all the state of death, and put the fact that the world is actually extremely fragile in front of him.

It turns out that this great world, which has circulated the world that has raised countless legends and ordinary people, can be so fragile.

Those dense lines and the points formed after gaze are clear evidence of the end of matter. As long as you cut along the lines and stab it at the points, no matter how powerful life or how hard it is, it will be wiped out.

But...so what? The life and death of all things are not in his heart, and he will not be idle and swing his sword casually. Only the creature in front of him is the target he wants to kill. Other things...it doesn't matter.

However... those lines were unexpectedly few, there were only a few dozen, and there was no feeling of covering it at all, and it could not even cover his appearance. This was the result of the angel's injury that could not be ignored. It seemed that there was a limitation of "combat power gap". It was difficult to see the line that became stronger than the strength.

But it doesn't matter, just have a line, there is actually no big difference between one line and a few lines.

Caesar took back the wrath of the Thunder King, took out the short dragon-slashing blade, and cooperated with the battle of [Death], and this kind of dexterous weapon was more suitable - thinking in his mind, he rushed towards the angel again.

It is still a brilliant light bomb that intercepts. This should be a kind of holy light energy, just like Hannibal's supreme holy light energy in the world - but the angel's holy light energy is restrained and solid, and its power is no less than the domineering supreme holy light energy in the world, and it is even better. Each glowing bullet contains unparalleled huge power, drawing various wonderful arcs, and its power is really extraordinary.

But in Caesar's current view, this power is no longer unsolvable.

Because lines exist, there is a possibility of killing them - right, killing the attacking light bullets.

This idea was undoubtedly extremely ridiculous in the past. This kind of holy light bomb can be picked and swept away with a sword, blocked with a body, and dispersed with force - but in this process, the light bomb has played a role, and the role and significance of "attack" exist and has been completed.

Now he can kill this kind of attack.

Just wave the sword in your hand and cut it down along the line.

He waved the sword in his hand nimblely. Although the thread on the light bullet was thin and difficult to identify, it was still not worth mentioning for the Saint Seiya, a weapon master. The light bullets coming from the sky were broken by his war sword one by one, without explosion, or even physical impact. Because the light bullets had turned into pure light, it was dead, and the characteristic and meaning of "killing the enemy" were dead, so it had no lethality.

"What... what is this?" The angel's voice was already filled with a hint of surprise. Looking at the Saint Seiya who was rushing towards him, he had a tricky feeling - even a premonition and fear of death.

It's true, "will be killed by the other party", this feeling.

As the controller of the holy light, he also sensed the state of the dissipated light bomb - it completely dissipated into light. He could not understand this state, nor could he understand Caesar's methods. Any creature always fears the unknown, even an angel is no exception. He is not afraid of death, but he does not want to die for no reason: "What power is this... what is this?"

"Sanction your power... Eras told me before that power is the reason for protection and salvation. I don't quite understand it. Now I understand, because of this power, because of everything I see now." Caesar stopped and showed an unfathomable smile. "In my eyes now, life has become so fragile, and it will become messy with just a random stroke... But because of this, life has a more reason to protect..."

"What the hell are you talking about?" The angel suddenly became a little scared, and the surging holy light burst out in a roar, as if it was burning pure white light, venting the unsettling power.

"Don't you understand, right... How could you understand what I said when you do that? You are an angel, I am a human, and it is really a headache to understand it completely..." Caesar raised his sword. When he was just speaking, he had already found the most suitable "point", so the sword suddenly stabbed, accompanied by his declaration, "This is what is called death."

When the sword tip touched the ground, the lines on the ground winded in an instant. The vast road collapsed in an instant. As Caesar said, the road ahead of him to the feet of the angel had been killed and collapsed into meaningless fragments.

Caesar rushed towards the angel and raised the sword in his hand high.

"Don't come here or I can't guarantee your safety." The angel flashed to the side at the moment when the road collapsed, with a surging light burning in his hand, and shouting violently.

"Are you still scrupulous about my identity? If this happens, you will die inexplicably." Caesar smiled ferociously, staring at the angel tightly, but except for seeing more lines, the dots still disappeared.

"Get out of here" The surging light column condensed in order to the essence and rushed towards Caesar. Caesar thrust his sword straight, the sword light flew in the light column, the holy light energy was killed, and then it was replenished continuously. However, Caesar did approach the angel step by step. The eighth-level angel could no longer retreat because he had lost the initiative in the move just now, and then distracted and retreated, there would be unimaginable consequences. Once he was caught up by the god of death in front of him...

He never dared to keep it anymore. The holy light energy bombarded with all its strength, and the surging light column burst out without any skills or changes. Using force to break the trick is the most correct way now.

The eighth-level power spread violently, and Caesar was pushed back. Although he could kill the Holy Light Qi, the speed of replenishment was obviously beyond the destruction. This method of using force to break the trick really hit his weakness.

The dragon lion spread its wings and protected the powerless Sakiya and the Black Cat behind it, resisting the wave of the holy light. It could not move because the maid and the black cat could not bear the power of the holy light, and it was powerless to help Caesar.

However, a strong golden lightning suddenly rose brilliantly in the craze of the holy light, and against the holy light energy, it slashed on the angel's body. Its power was pitifully small for the eighth level, and it only made the angel shake slightly.

But that's enough.

The moment of surprise, the moment of sword light, cooperated flawlessly, as if fate had already destined all of this.

Caesar split the beating beam of light, and aimed at the tiny dots against the wave, and the long sword whistled out.

The light dissipated, and the angel lowered his head with difficulty, looking at the Dragon Slashing Blade inserted in his chest. This peerless divine weapon, which was cast by the Immortal King himself and stained with countless dragon blood, added new glory to his ninth master. His lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but only a faint sigh was left. His body was collapsed and collapsed into a simple light again, because he was dead. Yes, his death had been placed in his current destiny.

The eighth-level angel, the advent of heaven, and the body that condensed countless holy lights and glory finally ushered in a true end.

Caesar turned around blankly and looked in the direction where the lightning struck. He saw Hadillon, the one-eyed mercenary.

He half-kneeled there, behind him was a long strand of blood bands that could not be seen at the end, his hands were in a posture of guiding lightning, and the dim light in the sky shone on him, covering him in the twilight glory. The waves of air stirred by the flames made his tattered windbreaker roar, and his one-eyed eyes lost the glory of life, but a peaceful smile was left on his face.

In this life, living for an important person, killing indefinitely, and going to hell after death, but having a clear conscience and no regrets even if you die.

On September 9, 9975, the time for glory is coming...

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