The Amber Sword

For a moment, the heart of this purgatory was shaken too - Florfa's gaze disturbed it, of course, knowing what happened when he betrayed the twilight.

But for a moment, greed drowned its reason.

“All the master wants is to destroy the world," he sighed, "and as long as Tiamat's supreme authority is in our hands, the gods will not have another chance, and it will not compare these bars. ”

“Arkentu,” Froffa drank. "Are you crazy? ”

Her repeated challenges finally exhausted the patience of the demon king, and Arkentu suddenly growled and swept the silver dragon girl out with a wave of claws, falling back into the original lobby with no sound.

“Frofa--!” The remaining dragon clan shouted, but it stood still in the cold eyes of the Lord of Purgatory.

“What, you want to be with her too?” Arkentu asked coldly.

“No, dare not, my lord.” The Dragon Clan finally understood the situation, and it looked with some regret in the direction of Frofa, no longer daring to object.

“Very good.”

Arkentu nodded to his satisfaction.

Then he turned around and looked at the amber with greed, muttering, “This time, it belongs to me, and I've waited for nearly 10,000 years for that.”

This demon king couldn't help but raise his head and roar: “The so-called gods and your ancient creators - the Gods, the Bukas, the Dragons, Robdis and Wilcateia, you two brave idiots, you see? Ultimately, it was me, Arkentu -- laughing at the end. ”

Speaking, it couldn't help laughing, and this devilish laughter echoed throughout space, as if it shook the whole world up for the chestnut.

But no one expected a slightly calm voice to answer it.

“I'm afraid you haven't laughed yet, Arkentu. ”

The voice turned the demon king back instantly, staring in the direction of the sound - where a walker was slowly walking into the hall outside.

The man in charge was the young man who had repeatedly lost Tauchik and the Moon.

“Humanity…”

Arkentu almost squeezed the words out of his teeth.

Brando raised his head without a trace of weakness and looked at the demon king - Arkentu roaring, and the pressure of the demigod came almost to the surface of the earth, causing everyone behind him not to be distorted from the east, even Aroz to take a step back.

Brando, however, held the holy sword Orphis in his hand and was not moved.

It is as if the laws and fields of Arkentu were separated from each other, independently, as if there was something on Brando that frightened them and kept them from approaching.

Arkentu's eyes had to be slightly widened —— how could that be possible, but the district was just a human being. But it immediately assumed that Brando's sword, Odyphus, had played a role, and he had to say, “... what a surprise, you dare to come to the door to die. Do you think you can challenge me with a golden blade of flame? ”

“Arkentu," Brando also saw the giant ‘amber’ behind the devil's king at this time, and beside him, his little mother, Dragon Aloz, suddenly shouted - she had seen Frofa lying on the ground, alive and dead, rushing over.

And that's when Brando's voice was almost disdainful: "Arkentu, that's not what you sound like when I easily killed your body. ”

“Are you trying to provoke me, human? ”

“You know, I don't need it," Brando shook his head: "I can pinch your body like a bug, I can pinch you like a bug, Arkentu. ”

Akentu made a terrible growl and his eyes were almost instantly filled with blood. It had always been ashamed of being inadvertently killed, but it had neither the leeway nor the strength to wash away the shame before the seal was lifted, and now it had finally broken the seal, but it had to endure anger temporarily because it was competing for the "seat of the end".

Instead of diminishing, this anger buried in the bottom of his heart is becoming more and more angry, something that he would not have tolerated had it not been for the goals of nearly 10,000 years. And yet, at this moment, it can hardly imagine that these lifeless insects would dare to provoke themselves instead of appearing in front of themselves.

The so-called beating of a man in the face, the cursing of a man not revealed, while Brando not only revealed, in fact, his words were more like a cold, sharp spear, penetrating deep into the wound of Arkentu, how could it have endured.

Yet the ultimate goal is just around the corner, and Arkentu finally stays calm at this moment, turning to the new dragon clan and roaring: “What are you still standing there for? Get up there and kill these fucking bugs! ”

The dragon clan stopped at once.

It looked at Brando and, of course, knew how terrible the young man was in front of him, who had joined forces with Frofa and had been steadily suppressed from beginning to end in a fully staffed situation. And now there's only one dragon clan, not to mention the most powerful of all, Florfa, and how could it be an opponent of this terrible Sha Xing?

But it can't stand still, because it knows better than to crush a bug to kill the terrible, demigod-like power of the Lord of Purgatory.

Thinking of Arkentu's ruthlessness and brutality, at that moment the unlucky dragon clan finally had a decision to make, and it had to rush towards Brando with its hard scalp.

It had just taken its first step, and Brando raised his right hand indifferently, and at that moment, the dragon family felt as if its body had been severed from its own mind, and it was so set in the middle of nowhere.

It is too familiar with this kind of experience, but it is absolutely clear that the seemingly harmless young man in front of him is actually a master at manipulating space and time.

A master of space-time elements, a true sage.

At that moment, it hears the final sound, the sound of a fractured bone all over its body.

Everyone in the room witnessed this scene - Brando pinched a giant dragon alive with his hands raised - and they saw the dragon family bleeding all over their bodies and pulling their heads down helplessly. Then Brando threw it at his fingertips and threw it into Arkentu as if it were garbage.

“This is your new harvest, Arkentu?” Brando scoffed coldly, "but to your benevolent master, who is said to have his Lord must have His servant. ”

“Very well," Arkentu was shaken with anger. Although it was a cunning and suspicious existence in the devil, the devil's irritable nature still prevailed at this moment. The fury finally drowned his reason, making him roar: “Let me see what trick you have. I hope you don't kneel down and beg me later! ”

It swept away the body of the soft dragon clan as it waved, while the entire body had been swept away by a red hurricane towards Brando and others.

Until Arkentu really did it, all those present realized that they were still underestimating the power of the demigod.

Although the power of the Demon King comes from chaos and dusk, not from the hierarchical division of power in Martha's Law, there is no difference between the absolute forces, above a certain height, in essence.

If sage is the divine line between man and God.

Then the power shown by Arkentu at this moment is already a true divine power, a power that can interact with the law and take precedence over a world - the destruction of everything and the birth of it.

The whole sky resonated with it, as if people saw the fragmentation of space and time, reconstructing and then resurrecting in the ashes, and only Brando could understand such power.

That's the power of the perfect silver body.

With one full blow, Arkentu started a terrible storm, like the moment the supernova erupted, hundreds of billions of levels of pulse and energy swept across it, and it hasn't come close, but everyone here has a common idea:

Can't resist.

The phoenix grabbed her lower lip tightly, reflecting the light in her eyes, and she squeezed her fist, but couldn't move it. Around her, Archie and Mr. Liu's heart had long been captured by it, and even the eyes of Sisters Ling and Lian revealed the mystery of confusion and despair.

“Humanity, the law you are proud of is not worth mentioning," Arkentu laughed. “You have no idea what is true power and what is true existential --”

Princess Magdalene was pale.

“Everybody...” She felt like an endless pitch of dark in her heart, using all her final strength to extrude the words: “Careful...”

But another voice quickly overshadowed her voice.

That voice is more steady, more firm and more tolerant.

In the face of this almost irresistible blow, Brando, instead of having any fear in his eyes, flashed a heavy light. He whispered:

“Aloz, now! ”

One area is completely open.

It was like a staggered space, a wave of water swinging between the stars, it swept past the crowd —— and then Brando disappeared; it went forward, the floor of the lobby disappeared —— and the waves continued forward, colliding with the storm in Arkentu, and then the terrible storm disappeared.

Finally, it crossed in the stunned eyes of Akentu.

At that moment, the Lord of Purgatory disappeared.

The space vibrated slightly.

……