Legend of the Asura

“Who are you? ”

“Luo... Jia...”

“You want to fight me?” The mouth of the slaughterhouse is smiling.

“Whoever stands in my way, die! ”

“On your own?” The slaughter of humans is still a despicable laugh. “Your flesh is long gone, and now you are just a soul awakened by Shura's equipment, even your weapons, your equipment is just a form of soul. You can only exist today with Shura's equipment, and once you die in battle, you will truly, completely disappear, with no possibility of ever happening again. ”

Without hesitation, Rocha raised the sword of blood in his hand, Shura's death. Though the word "slaughter" speaks of all of him, and although there is an unrivalled momentum in the slaughter, he has no shock or retreat, let alone fear, because he… has no feelings.

“Hey, though you're strong, you're just a little ant in front of me!” The slaughterhouse snorted coldly and turned around and disappeared there, seemingly defiantly confronting it.

“Shura, you are a hundred times more powerful than me, but you have no chance of defeating me! I'm waiting for you to surprise me even more. ”

Once, she despised the promise of that year and had only a little fantasy in her heart. Today, she is filled with anticipation. Shura's powerful footsteps exceeded her expectations.

The hoarseness in the air faded. When the target disappeared, Rocha turned around and Shura's illusory eyes shone two bloody red lights, like his “master”, Shura.

“Master.” Rocha shouted indifferently, stiff as a stone, never seemed to experience emotional fluctuations.

Shura didn't even look at her and didn't move, Rocha turned into a red light that he retracted and integrated into Shura's equipment.

The atmosphere of repression to the extreme moderated by a few points, and Shurong moved north with no expression. Before sunset, he could reach the Sunset City, the only surviving capital of the East Side.

“You... are you Rocha? ”

Feeling the similarity of Shura, Xuan Waner asked nervously. After Rocha was taken back by Shura, she felt his soul and tried to communicate with it.

“I… yes. ”

Soon, a cold, heartless voice answered her.

Upon receiving Rocha's response, Xuan Waner sighed softly and said, "Aren't you already dead? Why did you show up again? ”

“I am dead, but my soul is not extinguished, and death preserves my soul with its mighty power. The moment when the power of Shura was reunited, it was when my soul woke up. ”

Rocha's voice does not contain any human emotion, nor does it hide anything at all. Same owner. He has nothing to tell.

“But you're not Shura… why you're conscious and why you can stay awake. “

Nervous, hopeful... Rocha's sobriety makes her feel as if she saw the hope of awakening Shura. He is also Shura, but he can act rationally, speak rationally, and answer rationally. Not like her “brother-in-law" who only knew killing and forgot all about it.

“Because… I'm dead. ”

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“Being a true Shura must be preceded by purgatory baptism and the greatest suffering in the world, and Shura must bear endless pain and hatred throughout his life. Killing, the only goal of Shura, is the purgatory of blood, which cleanses the painful soul. And I... am dead, and all that remains is a soul built with the power of death, thus losing emotion and the shackles that Shura must bear. And so, while I lost the heart of Shura, I kept the power of Shura intact. ”

His parents died tragically, his wife and children were massacred, and he fell into a painful abyss. After one despair, he fell into Shura Dao, becoming the bloodthirsty Shura that everyone feared at the time, exuded hatred and pain in his heart with brutality and blood and a beastly roar… Today, his voice is as bland and horrible as it is from the dead. Without feelings, he had lost no pain at all, and was thus completely relieved, for the only reason that existed was to awaken him, the master.

“Death… re-casting the soul… no…” The just ignited dot of hope was ruthlessly extinguished, Xuan Waner's painful shaking head. How could she allow him to leave only a broken soul without a shell?

“You were Shura... you told me if there was any way to wake him up... no matter how difficult... I don't want such a wind brother, I don't want...” I thought of him completely strange, Xuan Waner cried delicately. My heart is like a needle. In just a few days, she's been crying a lot.

“Yes.” Rocha replied coldly.

When she stopped crying softly, Xuan Waner stayed for a while. She still couldn't seem to believe the sudden surprise, so loud, she came to shake the sound of the cry: “What way... what way, tell me! ”

“Address the root causes of his suffering and recover everything he has lost. ”

Xuan Wan 'er stopped... the root of the pain, everything lost... Sister Feng Yao...

“But... she's dead, she's dead... she'll never come back...” Xuan Waner whispered.

Rocha was silent.

“How can a dead man come back, how can he be resurrected...”

The sound stopped and died quietly.

“Resurrection… Resurrection… Resurrection…”

Like a dream, Xuan Wan repeated the two words in a disoriented low voice, as if she had something in mind.

“No... no...” she shook her painful head again: "I can't do this, otherwise who will save the heavens... how can I bear 50,000 years of suffering...”

“But Brother Feng...”

“Brother Feng...”

“Wow ~ ~"

Unconscious at sea, she shrunk her body, buried her head between her knees, and cried helplessly and helplessly. The painful choice made her almost breathless.

On the one hand is the whole heavens, there is her mother, there are her companions, there are countless fairy uncles and aunts who like her, and on the other is her brothers and sisters, this should have been the simple and ultimate choice to make her feel like an arrow.

………………

In the sunset, the time in the real world was almost dusk, and in the course of the last few hours, Shura had dyed his blood and harvested every living creature that appeared in his sight. Xuan Waner seemed numb about it. She was tired of crying and went to sleep. In her sleep, her eyes continued to slide down the crystal clear water beads.

Right in front of you is Sunset City.

When Shura appeared a thousand meters away in front of the city gate, the mountainous city guards and all kinds of Dongxiang masters were waiting for him there.

Shura has trespassed indefinitely on the bottom line they can bear, and if he does not fight as hard as he can, Dong Xuan will be completely destroyed by Shura's hands.

Compared to the demon monarch's tragedy in Tianlong Mainland, the Tohoku Mainland is experiencing a tragedy hundreds of times more tragic than that of the mainland. The Demon Nation is strong, and the Demons are crowded, but not irresistible. And Shuro, he was like a sharp blood sword, ravaging the already sore body of Dongyu, even the strongest guardian barrier, Tianzhao Great God, was cut in half by him, what else could stop him from footsteps.

All the obstruction, all the struggle, all the resistance in front of his terrible power, is like a piece of blank paper that breaks with a stab. Real crossroads are not taboo.

By a single order, the crowd suddenly hurled, and countless types of aggressive props were thrown at Shuro. In order to stop him as much as possible, Sunset City, which had the sight of the Imperial City and Sunrise City, took out all of its own. Each of these aggressive props was incredibly powerful, including a curse-level attack reel, and even some extremely precious props from the ancient past.

The lightning bolts around Shuro at one time, the earth collapsed, the sky tore apart, and under the superposition of various advanced attack props, created a series of horrific forces no less than a nuclear bomb explosion. The space is covered in scattered sand and dust, and the sound of overlapping almost shakes the ears of deaf people.

Empty all the pens, but nobody exaggerates because he's Shura,

The sand and dust drowned in the sky, and the sound of the ears drowned in the hearing. After repeated explosions and all sorts of broken voices over and over, the noise of chaos finally began to calm down, the front was still covered in gray, and the horrific wave of attacks just now was absolutely enough to flatten a mountain easily.

The city guards finally took a breath of relief and saw clearly that the terrible attack just now distorted the air, destroyed the earth and completely devoured Shura's body. Such power is enough to destroy everything, even though Shura can never resist...

They desperately endangered themselves, desperately thinking that Shura had been buried in it, but what was that feeling of repression that almost suffocated them... because of the immense power that hadn't completely dissipated, or...

Step... Step...,

In a chaotic atmosphere, a person's footsteps should have been completely submerged and not noticed by anyone, but everyone in the room clearly heard the same heavy footsteps, which sounded like sounding from the bottom of their heart, stepping on their hearts, making their hearts beat faster and faster.

The sand and dust grew faint, and suddenly a dark shadow appeared closer and closer in front of the fog. The expression of indifference, the breath of death, the unequal pace, as if the terrorist attack just now was nothing more than an illusion and did not do him any harm.

The city guard took a full sip of air, and a gloomy chill swept over his body.

They seemed to see the real devil.

The chief of the city guard bites his teeth: "Go! ”

Even though the ambition of the city guards to guard their homes has been dispersed by fear and shock for the most part, with no morale at all, the shouts of nearly 10,000 people can be described as “shocking sky”. But soon, a terrible scream easily overwhelmed the squad shouting...

The number of people cannot pose a single threat to Shura. They will soon realize that they are not fighting, they are dying.

In just a few days, Shura's hands have been stained with a lot of blood, and they can't imagine, because that's a number that makes them chestnuts and makes them never believe it.

A man's slaughterhouse, never seen before in the history of Dongyuan, has now encountered waves after waves.

Who can defeat this demon and save the Oriental mainland...

The Supreme God of Sky Lights? He died under Shura's sword.

The only holy beast in the legend, the Big Snake? Is it good or evil? Where are you again? Does it really have the ability to get rid of Shura?