Chapter 441 Real Conspiracy
Kumado's body is still a mortal body that can't withstand the dark power at all. Before eating the second sword, the soul pot is in his body, replacing the role of the heart and the power in the circulatory system. With its existence, Cumado's fragile body can barely operate the divine power.
Then Kumado was blown up, and the 'turning pot' used dark divine power to recast his body. At this point, the physical attack was ineffective for Kumado, and the only weakness may be the soul pot with his mind. However, who can treat the housekeeper artifact in the hands of the main god-level light god as a weakness?
The former dark president, Kumodo's wailing became louder and louder, and the balance between light and dark forces was broken, and the pain in his body was secondary. However, the light magic power in the 'turning soul pot' and the power of the catharsis of the underworld are pulled on its soul, which makes Kumado's whole body confused. The unconsciously controlled body is madly destroyed, trying to relieve its pain.
Roland looked at the mad dark parliament leader in front of him and retreated quietly. It was too terrible. The damage of the sword in the sky was satisfactory, but at this time, he was extremely weak. If he won, he would eventually be accidentally injured by Kumado in such a state. Such a death method was really too agglored...< /P>
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The energy fluctuates wildly under the huge dark parliament. Although it is a completely undiscriminate skill, Kumado's current divine power is truly powerful and incredible. Any wave is the power that surpasses the peak of the strong in the Holy Land.
Roland dragged his exhausted body, led the divine power away from the 'grip of the god of slaughter' in his hand, and marched hard in the direction far away from Kumado. A generation of sword saints is not a vain name for the waves. Even if he has not had much fighting spirit, pulled the block, and waved his sword with one hand, he is still making a piece for himself. Absolutely safe area.
When Roland stabbed the last sword, he clearly felt that his choice was right. The collision between his peak sword and the 'turning soul pot' made the dark consciousness covered on it, to be precise, had not yet been hit by the destructive god of Kumado's fusion, and then Roland completed the mainland to this point. I don't know if it is unprecedented, but it should be a feat. That's the god-sling!
Yes, Roland is proud enough to destroy the divine character with the body of a mortal. When this sword hit, even the soul pot was engraved with the mark of destruction in the collision. It can be imagined how much damage was to Kumodo. God's power made him not be killed directly, but only died. It was only a matter of time.
However, his injury of the seventh generation is also very serious. With his understanding of kendo, he destroyed the deity of the broken mind, injured 10,000 enemies and 8,000 self-damaged. At this moment, his mind is dizzy, but his unyielding belief supports him not to faint. However, as long as you survive this disaster and face the opportunity of facing the divine identity just now, it is not impossible to become a god in the flesh.
Roland mechanically waved his arms and finally had to use his hands to hold the handle of the sword. Obviously, he was really exhausted. At this moment, he may be like an ordinary old man.
Gradually, the runaway energy storm from the center of the cave slowed down...
Without Kumodo's howling and violent magic wave storm, everything is slow and calm...
Huh? Did you finally die?" Roland wiped the sweat from the corners of his eyebrows with his sleeve and looked forward.
The dust settled and the storm dissipated. There was a sudden silence in the valley.
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"Pa, Pa, Pa." ......
'What!?' Roland's eyes were round, and in his vision was the dark president of the previous generation, Kumado, and his intact body came out. Today, he faces a lot of incredible things, but this one is still unbearable.
Cumado came to Roland step by step and looked around curiously. His steps were not big, but his legs were raised extremely high. At first, he walked smoothly in a few steps, but later he walked faster and faster. Then, with only a flash of eyes, he had arrived in front of Roland.
The first sentence he said was to really make Roland stand on the spot.
"Well, that's great! Is this what it feels like to be a human being?"
"What?! You...arn't you Cumado?" Roland only felt a splitting headache. He, who had been seriously injured, tried his best to think. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed.
"You! Are you a 'turning pot'?!" Roland stretched out his hand and pointed to the person in front of him. The god of darkness has long lost consciousness and is afraid that he will never wake up again. Even if he wakes up, he will not have such a move and these words, because although he is a god, he is still similar to the human body and will never say such words, so at this moment, there is only one possibility.
"Hahaha, it was found. It's good. It's a very smart 'person'."
"Komodo" pulled the corners of his mouth and gave Roland a compliment laugh, but he felt uncomfortable. Obviously, the spirit of the soul pot is still adapting to the human body structure.
"Although I thank you for killing Kumado and letting me come out early by chance, you bastard have made such tragic marks on my body, which makes it difficult for me to accept." The spirit's eyes became evil and ferocious: "Should I let you die? Uh-huh! People like you are too threatening. If you don't kill them now, you will be very troublesome in the future.
"Wait a minute, I want to know what's going on. Even if I die, I want to die, Hu Ling. Aren't you the artifact spirit of the bright camp? I am the seventh dean of the college, and I also belong to the Light Force. Why did you kill me? Roland said in a low voice.
The soul pot turned its head, as if thinking, and then sat down and said to Roland, "Then do as you wish. I haven't talked to anyone yet."
The battle between the ancient gods was called the dusk of the gods. The god of light sealed the dark god, but because of his own injury, he was too serious. Finally, the myth ended and he also fell. As the most powerful artifact of the God of Light, thousands of years ago, I had my own consciousness and was performing my duties to seal the Dark God. For thousands of years, this is not a kind of imprisonment for me. Hu Ling's facial expression pondered for a moment and continued to say.
"The sleeping dark god, his power has diminished little by little. In the past few hundred years, I have sensed that there has been changes in the periphery. On the body of this dark god, it has been built into something called the dark council. I silently paid attention to everything until one day, the desperate Kumado broke in.
"Didn't Cumado say that you couldn't hold on?"
Hu Ling smiled proudly: "If you don't say so, how could he cooperate with me to annex the Dark God? This fool thinks that it is difficult for me to restrain the power of the Dark God, but he just doesn't think about it. In the world, even if the Dark God wakes up, there is not much power of faith that can be absorbed, not to mention the weak sleep? I disguised an unsustainable state. On the one hand, I pulled out the power of the dark god, and on the other hand, I used him to melt the dark god.
Hu Ling touched his body and said to himself, "It's undeniable that this guy still has some ability, at least he is one of the best masters in the Dark Temple."
Jiansheng sighed: "It's a pity that he is not very smart. In the end, he was still calculated by you."
Hu Ling said carelessly, "Human beings have a saying that wealth and silk touch people's hearts, not to mention the divine character. However, the power of God can not be understood by him. If he wants to integrate the dark god, even with my help, he will inevitably end up in a chaotic situation. The spiritual power of mortals is completely uncontrollable. Well, maybe you are an exception."
"Thank you for your compliment."
"I'm serious, your spiritual tenacity is beyond my imagination. That sword actually hit the divine character, and even my body has been hurt. You are the first person below the divine realm. Originally, I wanted to slowly let Kumado merge the god, and finally completely exclude the consciousness of the dark god from my body, but now it is not used, and the last god on this continent has also fallen. You should be proud. You have ended an era, the era of God.
Hu Ling wiped his hands and sighed with emotion.
"Now, it's my time." ......
"After listening to the story, you should die at ease, wow ha ha ha!"
Hu Ling laughed wildly and pointed to Roland.
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Hu Ling turned around and walked away. Behind him was the sword saint with a vertical sword, but the blade held by the god of slaughter had disappeared.
Yes, the sword of Zhushen, even the soul pot was damaged. Why did it suffer? Then resisting the dark energy turbulence was at the end of the attack, and Baisheng's belief made it insist that it undamaged. Now, under the strong finger of the Huling, the grip of the butcher also wipes out the dust. It's just that this reputation lives up to!
Roland still stood still proudly, but there was no longer aura in his eyes. That finger left a shallow mark on his eyebrows.
The god of war is too tired, but even if it is a long sleep, he also chooses the way to stand. The sword in his hand is no longer there, but here, he can feel a sword light rising to the sky and flying through the sky. Kensei, live up to this name!