Chapter 50: A chapter without any chapter name

ps1: Seven thousand words... Let's release them together, and the old shin... The ea and ae that we had agreed a long time ago finally appeared... But it was just a matter of bombing, but I think the content is still satisfied with the ting...

ps2: Today's "Dark Text Huā Post" will no longer be posted, because I think it is inappropriate to put it in this chapter...

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"...you, are these worth it?" The light dissipated, Urutiya opened her eyes, and she even forgot about her sadness and anger, because Yu led her into the river of time, so she could see how she had experienced it.

Countless six thousand years of reincarnation have been for the last few days, and I don’t know if there have been dozens or millions of years.

Only two short words answered her: "Worth it."

Before Urutiya could say anything, she was overwhelmed by another memory. That was what she had to know. The answer she had always wanted to find when she was abandoned by her mother.

Tears slid down quietly, no one knew what she saw, maybe...

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Everything was going on in an orderly manner. Caesar and Makarov returned to the open space where everyone gathered. The king's left hand was tattooed with a sword-shaped gold mark. It was the power he obtained in front of Meybis' tombstone. The gold glory merged into the back of his hand like flowing water. At the moment he was injected with this energy, he felt as if he had the whole world.

Caesar's eyes slowly looked around everyone, Yu and Sakiya, Melti and Urutiya were all back, and these people who were inexplicably involved in this disaster were all ready for the final preparations, and sacrifice or survival was no longer important.

Caesar raised his left hand, and the sword-shaped mark exuded a sharp light, as if summoning power from the universe, injecting all the energy into a blow, betting on all fate into this blow, and if it fails, then sacrifice.

"We will live together... no one will die." Caesar shouted violently, and the three dark magic weapons appeared on his body. He flashed to the beach, where the wreckage of a warship in the Hall of the Sages was moored. The king slowly raised it up. The power of the crown of the evil began to corrode the entire warship, dyeing the silver and green sèjiāo woven ships into black and red. The barbarian pointed the direction of the ship to the chaotic spiral of the sky, and slowly began to run up. The earth shook slightly, and then the vibration amplitude gradually increased, and finally turned into a loud bang. Caesar shouted loudly and threw the warship towards the sirens of the ship. The violent fluid of the black serpent was sprayed out of the mouth of the ship's stern, and the driving force began to accelerate the warship. Caesar jumped up, stood at the head of the warship, and stared at the sky.

Gilgamesh turned into a dragon shape and caught up quickly. She was responsible for cutting the crystal wall with the deviant sword to create conditions for Caesar's attack. The two looked at each other without saying anything. They did their best, so the rest was unnecessary.

The back of the left hand is engraved with a golden mark, and the right hand is attached with a gift from the demon dragon. As long as the energy bombardment fails, the demon dragon's hand is forced to enter the domineering dragon state and forcibly transform into the void. This is the worst consequence.

What else is there to be afraid of?

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“It’s our turn.”

Makarov used the magic of wind to bring everyone under the huge Sky Wolf Tree. Everyone stood in a circle and put his hands on the trunk. The magic light began to flash. The magic tail logo of Sky Wolf Tree warmed people's hearts and spread the sacred light.

Without language, the magic power gathered into the Sky Wolf Tree, and then the magical power of the Sky Wolf Tree merged into the spiritual veins and turned into a force to support Caesar. Everyone's eyes fell on the battleship rushing into the sky. The black halo was surrounded by the glory of the Dragon King Jin Sè, and the figure at the head of the ship was so sacred in the dark.

"It's our turn." Yu waved his hand and wrote the last sentence. Sixteen Ye Sakiya and Urutiya, who were a little lost, nodded. The torrent of time began to gather, the accurate positioning of prophecy, the wonderful work of time control, and the stripped line of time gathered into a great power to pluck the strings of fate through the magical power of the Spiritual Art.

"I...I am going to rebirth..." Under the white light, three white magic circles shone in front of Urutiya, and the sacred light shone on her long hair. The scene in Hanoi in Time made her understand what happened back then. It turned out that her mother had never abandoned her. It turned out that there were beautiful things in the world that could be redeemed and precious... It was not too late...

"Master..." Shiliu Ye Sakiya activated the flow of time, staring at the powerful figure rushing towards the crack of hell. He is such a perfect master. It is great to be able to shìshe, and it is great to be able to help him.

Caesar... You will gain the power to change the world... You gently opened your hands and levitated up. The sacred light gathered into twelve sacred wings, shining on the holy face, and the soft brilliance reflected on everyone.

The secret technique of speaking the magic, controls the time of time cào, and peeks into the future time prophecy, the triple form of the highest strategic magic prophecy in heaven, reunited between the past, present and future of time, with the superior as the main body, the Sixteen Nights Sakiya and Uruthia acted on the flanks, and the sacred brilliance of the prophecy appeared under the sky of the Shelter Continent.

Then, as if it were the sound of nature, it ignored the distance of space and resounded in everyone's mind. This syllable that could not be described in words such as wonderful is the most beautiful words and the most firm holiness. You opened his mouth and shouted the most voiced words in his life: "Caesar--you will surely win, you will surely win, you will surely win."

Three sentences, the supreme blessings expressed by the Great Prophecy even changed the direction of the string of destiny. The magic array of the Great Prophecy emitted an overload roar, and then suddenly collapsed. The three of them fell to the ground weakly, but the Great Prophecy had already played a powerful effect. The invisible torrent rolled up a vortex and surrounded Caesar. The hurricane roared. Caesar suddenly turned around, and his eyes crossed a long distance to look at the young nv who was trying to sit up. This time his expression was no longer single, and he had been desperately suppressing his emotions, and gave him the most beautiful smile without reservation.

"Well... I will definitely win..." Caesar murmured, his whole body boiling, his heart beating violently, squeezing out the terrifying power. This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that something roars in the soul, breaks free from the shackles that have been sealed for a long time, and awakens things that have been sleeping for countless years.

Caesar's eyes suddenly showed a gem-like red glow. If any of the six crown princes were here, they would definitely exclaim loudly, because the red glow was so familiar, so special and so unique, and there was only one thing with such beautiful red glow, that is, the world stone that the barbarians guarded for generations to suppress under the Holy Mountain of Arret.

In the distant distance, the World Stone shook, the entire secret room was shaking, Gaia showed her body, and the red light spread throughout her body. The sky war god Eras and the three guardian saints on the top of the holy mountain appeared in the secret room at the same time, and the four corners surrounded the beautiful World Stone. Their eyes also shone with the red light belonging to the World Stone.

"Stabilize" Eras shouted, "The only future of our clan, the gods of war have worked hard for generations, and the souls of thousands of years are placed in their souls. The first light of dawn is here. The brave heart is connected by blood. Under the illumination of the stone of the world, honor and mission are the source of strength. Yareth's son will go to eternity with his mother until the end of the world, and we are Yareth's people."

The invisible power rippled, and instantly spread to the entire north with the World Stone as the center. Whether it was the barbarians and orcs, their eyes were lit up with beautiful red brilliance, because their hearts had been connected, because they were all children born under the glow of the World Stone, because they had the same king who was determined to follow.

The invisible power that is hard to see begins to gather. From the barbarians who roared and waved their swords among the mountains of Arite, from the orcs who shouted loudly in the northern grasslands, among the snow-covered mountains, the grasslands with green grass, and even every rock and every grass, are releasing strange power. It is the most magical power in the world called Jing God, because the eternal and beautiful and sacred dream in the hearts of every barbarian and every orc, the obsession and attachment of the mother of Arite completed the final resonance. Under this sky, north of the Griffon Mountains, whether it is the grassland or the mountain, every corner, every land, left the steps of exploration and protection, and all forged sincere will. This beautiful hometown is a dream that everyone yearns for.

They have common beliefs, common longings and common hopes, so they complete the resonance of the gods under the connection of the world stones. This pure and precious god power gathered into an amazing torrent, rolling towards the world stones, merging into the huge crystal red crystal, and then rushed to the gods chain from the sea thousands of miles away.

Resonance, resonance. A precious experience that cannot be described in words, the trembling of the soul made Caesar's eyes widen.

The heart is beating, beating so realistically, and it cannot be stopped. Thousands of hearts are beating, from afar, from the hometown, from the north to be protected, from the land of extremely loving and enthusiastic, from all the people who love and guardians.

The glory of gold escaped from the sky and the earth, splashed from the king's body, and a series of light wheels spread layer by layer. The uneasy and gorgeous gold particles jumped out of the center, changing their shapes, becoming more and more intense due to the gathering of numbers. The purple-black warship gradually retreated, replaced by the burning gold flames. Everything was melting, and everything turned into a pure torrent of gold, like an invincible chariot carrying the king, making everyone dare not look directly at it.

The left hand seemed to be burning, and the powerful force stirred the terrifying vortex with this center. The sword-shaped mark summoned the power of spiritual veins and starlight. The terrifying magic called the brilliance of the demon entrusted by Meybis, called the brilliance of the demon jing, has undergone terrible evolution under the resonance of the world stone god, and has even deviated from the essence of magic and has become a brand new and unique force.

The power broke through the shackles of time and space, connected the past, present and future, gathered the longing and heat of everyone, just like a powerful lightning that passed through the void at the beginning of the universe, shining with unprecedented peerless light. The light illuminated the descendants of the first generation of angels and demons at the beginning of the shelter, illuminated the glory and decline of the inner flange era, illuminated the suffering and resistance of human beings in the era of a hundred races, illuminated the dignity and roar of human beings during the battle of hegemony on the continent, illuminated the continent dominated by human beings, illuminated the people who fought for protection and dignity for generations. In the face of this glory, any boast and pride lost their luster, because it illuminated the figures of all heroes pointing to the sky in the darkness.

A brave heart is forged in the cradle of steel and thorns, and a hero who is destined to become a hero has embarked on the hero's path.

He lives stronger than anyone else, laughs freely than anyone else, carries all the faith and glory of brave hearts, carries the unparalleled guardian will of all eternal lines, and turns the admiration and loyalty of his subjects into the sharp blade of protection. This is the king of the north. He calls with his unwavering will, and the subjects respond with unshakable loyalty, using the stone of the world as a bond, the sky and the blue sea as witnesses, and the king and his subjects made an eternal bond and a vow of victory.

You are our king, and we will always follow you to face all enemies. Please lead us to protect all the precious things.

I am your king, and I make a pledge of victory with this, and from then on the sharp blades of the king and his subordinates will turn into an invincible edge, my treasure, my pride, my unparalleled army, my will, are the longing and wishes of all of you.

The tsunami-like response even turned the storm into sway, and the strong light put the king on sacred armor.

The wind calls in the holy mountain, and the ancestors sleep on the earth. The light of Arrit's tens of thousands of years stands with the shadows of hundreds of generations of guardians. They are so similar, they are so real, they are so noble, they are so noble, protecting the foundation of the world, defending the glory of the inner flange, and guarding the original place of origin, arrogant and sincere, strong and free.

Gilgamesh turned into a dragon shape and soared beside Caesar. The king beside him fell into a torrent of gold. The pure and sacred scenery was even more dazzling than her scales. It has to be said that this made all the peerless glow of pride ecstasy shock the proud dragon king, and even made her feel a little envious. If it were other circumstances, the dragon king who believed that all the strong people in the world would definitely take action to plunder it. But this time it was different. For such a thing, the proud king could only praise.

This is the most precious bond she doesn't want to seize and will never be able to seize, and a treasure she can never obtain.

But so what? The king's way is not the only one, there is no right or wrong in this matter. Only the king's will is the most shining and brilliant thing. The dragon king named Gilgamesh is destined to look down on the respect of his subjects with a lofty posture. This is the dragon's heaven and the pride of the dragon.

But she suddenly thought of the agreement made by the two kings in the Temple of War God. The Dragon King smiled bitterly, and suddenly felt like... he wanted to lose. Then the bitter smile was replaced by relief and pride. Yes, so what? Retreat under this glory, even the most proud king would admit his failure with the highest praise and praise.

But no matter what, the Heavenly King is the only king who can be ranked alongside the Dragon King. This kind of pride cannot be abandoned - let's have a feast for the king. The only king I recognize, dance wildly in the Dragon King's performance.

The sword that turned into flowing light and followed the Dragon King's body showed a shape, which may no longer be called a sword, because its strange shape even made the Saint Seiya who are weapons masters feel helpless. It has a sword hilt and a gorgeous guard, which is similar in length to an ordinary battle sword, but the sword body part that breaks the enemy and kills is only three strange cylinders. The tip of the sword is twisted into a spiral, and it begins to slowly rotate in different directions, rubbing against each other, accumulating terrifying power.

"Wake up... Guili Sword, the most gorgeous stage has been built..." The ancient dragon language vented from the Dragon King's mouth. Each spell made a rune on Guili Sword's sword body lit up. The three sword bodies rotated more and more quickly. The rolled up gusts of wind exuded unbridled power, even no less than the torrent of the golden sè surrounding Caesar. The history of this sword is no longer verified, but its power and power no longer need legends to reflect.

The breath of gold gushed out from his mouth, and the roar of the Dragon King injected the unparalleled magic into the sword of Guaili. The spiraling sword made a roar that shocked the world and the earth, and slashed towards the crystal wall that was shaking off the King of Fear. Everything seemed to be separated. Air, space, time, and even the ubiquitous ether, all cracked endless gaps under the power that shocked the laws of the universe. The powerful force pulled the crystal wall that was shaking the crystal wall, and finally tore open the crystal wall star that connected the shelter world and hell. This is what the King of Fear is doing. The crystal wall suddenly tore open. The demon god who was shaking the crystal wall with supreme power suddenly staggered due to habituality, and had a brief shock and physical sluggishness.

And this is the moment that Gilgamesh wants to win. Without any words, the Dragon King flutters his wings and turns around, leaving the vast battlefield, and rushes out from behind, the Heavenly King who controls the torrent of gold.

The entire magic of the spirit vein of the Tianlang Island of "Diaboro" and the three supreme blessings of the great prophecy. The world stone gathers the resonance of the divine power of the entire north. The prayers and glory that have been solidified in the legend for millions of years have all been poured into the body of the king who carries the world and turned into the great power that shakes the hell. There is only one figure in the black sè's eyes. Even if the seventh-level body faces the demon god of hell, there is no fear, no doubt, or even a trace of distractions, because the sacred that fills the whole body at this time gives him the courage and belief to look directly at Diablo. "All you can get from here is failure and death. This is the answer I give you. Now let me go back to your hell."

Light is gathering, light is rushing, light roaring, light is cleaning up darkness, light is shining on all invincible things, the storm of light forms a huge torrent, the sea collapses, and the sky is overwhelming, and above the huge vortex, the strong and unseen light follows the invincible king to face the powerful enemy from the initial land of húnluàn. The goal is to demons named in fear, and to look up the demon god of the multiverse in the name of Diablo. The proud king raises his shining left hand, yín recites the real name of war.

Its essence is light, its position is sword, its name is——"athena  exclamation"

Countless coincidences, countless necessities, Athena's sigh is its name, and it is its duty to destroy everything, control of the spiritual veins, blessings of the great prophecy, and the resonance of the gods of the entire northern land caused by the stone of the world. These were originally impossible miracles, but because of You're tears, these became inevitable from the destiny of fate. It turned out that a tear could actually change fate.

The blow that changed destiny produced a peerless edge that torn the world. The torrent of light rose into the air like a raging wave. Under the sky of the sheltering world, above the blue sea, allowing all the lost faith and glory to achieve legends in the torrent of gold. The king who controls everything engraves his proud figure and the strong and powerful king's holy radiance in this world forever. The king rode his golden chariot to whistle to the crystal wall star cut by the sword, and

All the glory was concentrated on the right fist. The torrent of gold behind him was his invincible army. The glow condensed on his body was an inconquering oath. The enemy who used his claws to tear the crystal wall was this time. It was like a dragon and a demon. It had no wings, but it had more terrifying power than the wings. But what was scary about it? The glow and pride on him told it that as a powerful enemy of the demon god, Diablo, who made the universe's storm, was actually not invincible.

Accompanied by the roar of pride, the right fist that had melted everything hit Diarboro's face. Caesar crashed into the realm of hell, and the torrent of gold behind him roared. They turned into a solid pillar of light and blasted towards the powerful demon god along Caesar's body. Even the King of Fear could not perfectly block this attack in a hurry. Accompanied by the roar of rage, the symbol of fear and strength, cào, the invincible Diablo who ruled the hell with a violent and terrifying posture, was knocked away by the torrent of pride and noble gold.

After bombing the King of Fear, who was trying to build a dimensional projection across the plane, Athena's sigh descended to hell, and the hot light cut through the sky, destroying everything he saw along the way with an irresistible posture. The torrent rolled the starlight and set off a huge storm. The hundreds of thousands of ready-to-go armies along the way were all killed by the violent force under the scorching impact. Before even the whine was heard, the earth cracked, the lava rolled over, and the earth burned without war for hundreds of thousands of years completely changed in the face of the power of the sky and the earth.

This is a peerless power that surpasses the ninth level and is infinitely close to the sea of ​​strings of fate. The sum of the simple energy output can even be comparable to the full-strength attack of the three demons. It is turning the king's will into a burning fire of anger that rages on the land of hell with a merciless attitude. The torrent of light roars and roars into the distance.

The space was twisted, the earth was torn, dust was raised, and lava was rolled up. The infinitely vast burning land appeared in a super canyon that was almost bottomless for tens of thousands of miles wide and several miles. This artificially excavated scene is an area landscape that cannot be ignored even in the vast hell. Since hell invaded the world tens of years ago, humans from the shelter world have left an indelible mark on the land of hell for the first time.

This is the prelude to the counterattack, the prelude to the Burning Expedition, and the legend condensed into eternal in the smoke and clouds.

"The world is so vast. The hell that has been circulated for countless years only exists in books and legends. It is actually this scene. The so-called magnificence of the multiverse really makes my heart surging." Caesar stood in the void, and the golden light enveloped the king, protecting him from the erosion of the hell's suppression force. He scanned the sky and earth of hell, and looked at the demon army gathered due to this terrifying momentum. Caesar's mouth curled up with a mocking smile, "But... the owner of this land, the demons who have fought against heaven for countless years, are not as terrible as the legendary ones, but are like a group of useless wastes. It really makes me mixed joy and sorrow. I don't have to worry too much about the Moon Eclipse War. I worry about a group of useless wastes that cannot let me enjoy the fullest."

Although most of the demons couldn't understand what Caesar was saying, the human contempt and contempt expression still made them see clearly. The demons let out a roar of dissatisfaction, and the air seemed to explode suddenly. Countless powerful auras surged into the sky. The powerful elemental boom and murderous aura surged, surrounding Caesar, and the fierce light of the weapons surged, and thousands of stars were dotted. Under this violent murderous aura, a round of golden arc light suddenly burst out, and everything melted like ice and snow. The devil's military formation suddenly stopped. The terrifying majesty that opened the world was still pressing on the hearts of the demons, making their hearts tremble.

"It turns out that you know how to be afraid, it's great. You know, conquest makes me more physically and mentally happy than destruction." Caesar looked at the sky of hell. The turbulent celestial phenomena rolled all year round. The blood-red world is full of depression. This world of surging and killing is a great trouble for the world for thousands of years. Caesar lowered his head again and looked at the demons, as if looking down at a group of ants. Suddenly, the king raised his hand and gently stroked his neck, which made all the demons smile coldly, "I will come back... Can you hear it? The king of fear in hell, Diablo, God of Diablo, I will come back, human language, do you understand?"

The cracked crystal wall star slowly closed under the correction of the world's suppression force. The golden sè làngcháo slowly retreated. Caesar turned around and left hell with the golden sigil. The demon army behind him surged wildly, but no one dared to attack the king's back. Further away, the dragon-like demon stared at the leaving figure of the king, with a sharp light surging in his eyes, and a soft sigh of unknown intention.
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