I Will Be The Crowned King

"boom----!!!!"

The Shadow Demon, whose heart was cut out, burst into a heart-piercing wailing, and the undead body seemed to have been cut off from the source of power, and began to disintegrate at a speed visible to the naked eye, dissipating into smoke.

But he still wasn't killed!

Even if he has an entity that can be hurt, and his heart is forcibly dug out by Ansen, he still does not die completely - the Blasphemer Mage who has mastered two major ways, the vitality is far more tenacious than ordinary spellcasters!

However, the strength of the shadow demon whose heart was forcibly dug out has declined significantly. It is obvious that Ansen has withdrawn his domain, and the distorted shadow has returned to normal. He still does not hide in the shadow as soon as he did before, and even the posture of the undead is gradually falling apart. .

The two scarlet shimmers representing the eyes flickered and disappeared, like a candle in the wind, which could dissipate at any time.

Seemingly unwilling to be killed, the Shadow Demon suddenly raised the translucent withered right arm; An Sen, who had no time to dodge, watched the palm pierce into his brain, and then clenched it tightly.

Boom-!

It was as if the back of the neck was pierced by an iron cone, An Sen's eyes went black, and a shrill scream exploded directly in his mind. His consciousness seemed to be thrown into the boiling water and evaporated instantly.

Time seemed to slow down, and after the scream, all kinds of pessimism and despair flooded into Anson's heart, and all kinds of his own miserables were reflected in his mind: eye gouging, heart cutting, beheading, opening ,corrosion……

The arrogant Anson Bach was killed by the Shadow Demon at the final moment, the rotten body melted into the shadows, the soul was drawn out and turned into a cursed undead, and poured out the most vicious words to all the outsiders who were enemies of the gravekeeper until the soul was gone. .

This moment is the end of this consciousness;

This moment is the end of Anson Bach;

At this moment, his real story has just begun... eh? !

The Shadow Demon, who was on the verge of collapse, suddenly vibrated violently with the scarlet shimmer in his pupils.

Anson Bach, who should have been controlled by himself and mastered his consciousness, actually began to invade his own consciousness in turn? !

"Why, are you surprised?"

An Sen's sarcastic voice sounded in his consciousness: "Yeah, a traitor who goes against the will of the true God, of course, can't understand how many miracles a conjurer who has set foot on the path of fate can create!"

At the same time as the words fell, An Sen, who sneered, opened his scarlet eyes, and blood spilled out of the corners of his eyes uncontrollably, leaving two tears on his distorted cheeks.

With his left hand holding the "dagger" revolver that almost slipped from his hand again, Anson, who was holding the Dark Shadow Demon's heart tightly with his right hand, aimed the dark muzzle at his head.

After wasting a lot of time dealing with the opponent, with the information he kept getting, he finally figured out the Shadow Demon's ability and the key to his "domain".

So far, Anson's actual understanding of the law is still at a relatively superficial stage: as long as he has enough information and opens up the field, he can do almost anything, even master black magic and blood magic.

But this is definitely not the whole picture of the "plan" law, but should be more specific and more symbolic; just like the clown I saw in Cyr, and the shadow manipulated by the shadow demon.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be necessary to be beaten first every time in the future, and then to accumulate experience and intelligence through beatings, so as to formulate a "plan" to defeat the opponent - what if you encounter it, you can kill yourself in seconds?

With a bit of self-deprecation, Anson pulled the trigger:

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

One shot in the left eye, one shot in the right eye, and one shot in the forehead, three lead bullets rubbed with [Hunting] instantly penetrated the Shadow Demon's head, turning the entire head into a dazzling torch.

The Shadow Demon, whose consciousness has been usurped by An Sen, can't resist at all, and even screaming is not allowed. The red shimmer in the pupil is getting dimmer and the translucency of the body is getting higher and higher, and there are already signs that it will disappear. .

At this moment, the surrounding shadows suddenly seemed to have life, and began to gather continuously, pouring into the ruins illuminated by fire in the form of liquid, and attacked An Sen who was holding his heart.

At the moment when he was swallowed by the shadow, he decisively chose to retreat, and threw his heart out; the shadow demon that was about to dissipate and the still beating heart turned into a shadow, and quickly left the range covered by the fire, towards the shadow demon. The darkness wanders in the distance.

But before he could go far, there was a sound of constant being bitten in the air with only the sound of burning flames.

The "shadow" that wrapped the Shadow Demon and the heart suddenly began to twist and deform, like some kind of weird liquid, but it was constantly gnawing, biting, and pulling, gradually shrinking, squeezing... Finally into an almost spherical shape.

Anson, who was wearing a gray military coat, put his left hand in his pocket, and at the same time used the revolver of his right hand to support the triangular hat on his head, spitting out a perfect smoke ring at the strange "shadow".

That's right, it's not an ordinary shadow, but a magic tool that Anson carries with him - "Shadow Doll".

This item is usually no different from ordinary shadows, but as long as it senses a nearby magical reaction, it will attack immediately, assimilating all living creatures within the range, regardless of whether they are enemies or friends. If the attacker resists, the "shadow doll" will continue to strengthen. bound until assimilation.

Under normal circumstances, of course, it can't deceive it, and it is unlikely to pose any threat to the shadow demon; but if it is replaced with a heart that has been dug out and its consciousness has been invaded... it is not necessarily.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... The "shadow doll" curled up into a ball began to expand and expand, and when it reached the size of half a person, suddenly...

"boom--!"

The shadows of fireworks flashed in the golden red flames, and the Shadow Demon swallowed by the "shadow doll" was torn apart and turned into countless pieces the size of raindrops, which were sprayed on every corner of the ruins.

After a while, the debris all over the place gathered together again and got into an unremarkable jewelry box.

And this box is actually a magic item, and even once belonged to the Truth Seeking Order. Its ability is to hold anything, and as long as it is put in, it will turn into a beautiful large diamond ring, and the item will only be removed when it is taken out. Restore.

"Snapped!"

As the lid of the jewelry box was gently closed, the aura belonging to the Shadow Demon completely disappeared, and the fiery ruins returned to peace...

...that's weird.

Feeling the sense of oppression sweeping from the direction of the port, An Sen, who picked up the jewelry box on the ground, let out a long sigh and showed a somewhat self-deprecating smile.

A blasphemous mage who has just been successfully upgraded, actually trying to challenge two grave keepers in one breath... It seems to be a little too arrogant.

And unlike the Shadow Demon who can seize the flaws, the Lord of the Abyss is a Blasphemer Mage who is highly bound to the Twisted Domain; this means that unless he can destroy the Twisted Domain that accommodates him, he will at most cause some damage to him. .

But... I don't have a choice.

Through the "power", the entire Beluga Port is presented in Anson's mind regardless of size... The port has collapsed, and the struggling 2nd and 3rd Infantry Regiments are divided into island-like fortifications one after another. , desperately blocking the tide-like abyss worm.

They fought very bravely, and they were brave beyond imagination - if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Anson would not have imagined that this jihadist-like force was actually his own, full of brains. Money's Storm Legion.

But even so, in front of the tens of millions of the "sea" of abyssal worms that are still increasing, there is a limit to the power of human beings.

Ten minutes, half an hour... an hour at most, even if you fill in the entire Storm Legion and support it for at most an hour, Beluga Harbor will still fall and be completely submerged by more abyss worms than sea water.

What's more, the enemy that Beluga Port has to face is not only weak enough to be trampled to death with boots, but a dozen worms can be killed with a single shot...

"boom--!!!!"

With the vibration of the sea level, huge and bloated tentacles pierced out of the sea, covered with seaweed and rotting and decayed flesh and blood, yellow-green pus bursted continuously, and countless worms gushed out from the cracks, in a tower-like manner. crawling on the tentacles.

Followed by the second, third, fourth... More and more tentacles, like stone pillars, stood on the Ice Dragon Fjord, smashing towards the surroundings with the roar of the wind and the sound of rainstorms.

"boom--!!!!"

Another deafening noise, dozens of tentacles smashed billowing smoke and dust on the port and the cliffs on both sides; the already boiling sea became more and more manic, and round after round of huge waves rolled more than the sea. Worms, flocking to the coast that has long been submerged.

Just seeing this picture, it is not difficult to imagine how terrifying the existence of the "Lord of the Abyss" hidden under the sea.

An Sen, who pursed his lips, walked to the port step by step, staring at the tentacles that were still ravaging the Ice Dragon Fjord in the distance and the figure that was about to rush out of the sea.

The best way to defeat the Lord of the Abyss is of course to destroy the twisted realm that is closely connected to him, but this is obviously impossible now, so we must find a way to lure him into an unsuitable environment, that is, on land .

But the problem is that if you do that, at least half of the Beluga Port will definitely not be preserved, and the remaining half will also be reduced to ruins in the battle... It took him a whole year to finally be a decent colony moment. It's gone, and I don't know how many years it will take to regain its current vitality.

That being the case, then use yourself as a bait to attract the Lord of the Abyss to leave Beluga Harbor... No, no, the other party doesn't care about the existence of Beluga Harbor, but on the other hand, it must be... eh? !

An Sen, who was constantly thinking about the plan, was stunned, stopped as if he had noticed something, and stared at the boiling sea with wide eyes.

"boom--!!!!"

In the roar of the trembling air, the huge black shadow finally broke through the sea, and appeared in the center of the Ice Dragon Fjord with an amazing momentum - occupying more than two-thirds of the space of the port!

Looking at the huge monster in front of him that surpassed his imagination, An Sen, who was in shock, showed an expression of sudden realization.

………………

Beluga Harbour Council, Lounge.

"What did you say?"

Carl looked at William, whose expression was suddenly more dignified than before, with disbelief: "This... is it really like this?"

"Exactly."

William's eyes were very serious, and his voice even trembled a little: "If there is still an existence in this world that can make gravekeepers feel fear, there is only one answer..."

"A certain apostle is approaching Beluga Port!"

The chief of staff gasped, his face pale.

"I know that for most of you who have only seen the legend of the Church of Order, the so-called apostles are just more powerful monsters than ordinary spellcasters or tomb keepers. This kind of simple idea took a lot of money for the Church. It is normal for the general public, who have been instilled in the orderly world for thousands of years, to be difficult to change for a while."

"But the fact I want to tell you is that as a living being, the apostles are not allowed in this world...because they alone will have an impact on the surrounding natural environment."

"The most terrifying thing is that the effect is silent... The devastation caused by the blasphemous mages is still felt because they are not powerful enough to truly destroy the foundations of the natural world, and the apostles...theirs Existence stands on the destruction of the rules of the world!"

"Just as they are called... This is because they have been infinitely close to the once mighty Three Old Gods, so they are called 'apostles'... instead of the real God, they show miracles to the heretic believers."

"For example, if the moon above us turns purple when an apostle shows up, then unless we're paying attention, we're not at all...well, what's the matter with you?"

Seeing Carl and the two soldiers of the guard company, whose faces twitched slightly and stared blankly at the scenery outside the window behind him, William was stunned.

But then he turned back thoughtfully, looking in the same direction at the night outside the window, his mouth opened in surprise.

A beautiful full moon emitting a strange purple light is hanging in the middle of the cloudless night.

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"boom--!!!!"

The gigantic Lord of the Abyss gushed out of the sea~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and kept wailing with trembling air, like an octopus washed up on the beach, and crouched in the middle of the Ice Dragon Fjord.

In the next second, a dark figure gradually emerged from the body of the Lord of the Abyss and floated into the night sky.

He slowly stretched his slender and powerful limbs, four arms like wings opened to the left and right sides, the top of the dazzling purple torso, a scarlet eyeball occupying two-thirds of the head rolled, sweeping towards Earth in the dark.

The figure floating in the air overlapped with the purple full moon behind it, and merged into one under the darkness of night.

Feeling the inexplicably familiar aura, An Sen, who was stunned for a while, suddenly raised the corners of his mouth:

"Hi, it's been a long time, my dear..."

"Rune Collins!"