When Allen opened his eyes, he saw a withered yellow leaf slowly floating down. He raised his hand to catch it. The veins of the leaf were so clear in his eyes. The leaf that had lost its moisture was so real that it appeared to be dead. However, he knew that none of this was real, including where he was at this moment, the huge banyan tree beside him, the withered leaves that were constantly shaking off the crown of the tree due to the wind, and even the spectacular sunset in the distance.
None of this was real.
After all, not long ago, he was still in the bedroom of Shadow Castle, hugging Lucy and Elizabeth to sleep on that big bed.
"Winter is coming."
A familiar voice sounded from behind him. Allen didn't need to turn around to outline Father Miro's appearance in his mind. This priest was part of the soul of the Ashes Hymn, coexisting with Allen's consciousness. Allen did not deliberately fuse with him. Everything was going to take its course.
A moment later, Father Miro stood beside him. He was still the same. His hair was not combed, and he wore the priest's robe for an unknown period of time. In the world of consciousness, if he wanted to, he could even dress more gorgeously than the Pope. However, he maintained this image, just like when Allen first met him in Black Iron Town.
"Do you want to chat with me, Father?" Allen smiled.
"You've already merged with three Dusk Wills. In other words, the final moment is coming. I'm looking forward to it. "Miro smiled.
Allen thought for a moment and said, "The Devil's Praise is also a creation of the Creator, so it can be used to kill the Son of Dusk. So, Father, why are you on our side? "
Miro caught a fallen leaf and said, "Look, the leaves wither and fall. But when spring comes, new buds and new leaves will grow on the tree. "
He smiled and said, "I'm a withered leaf that has shed its crown, and I'm tired of being a tool for the Creator. So, perhaps through your hands, I can grow on another tree. I want to try, even if there's only a very small chance. "
"So that's how it is."
"Well, I didn't call you over to talk about this. Let's get down to business, but before that, I'll see if you've slowed down. "Said Milo.
Allen let go of the leaf in his hand and let it fall to his feet. He smiled. "Are you trying to test me?"
"It's not just me. There's them too." Milo waved his hand and one figure after another appeared around Allen.
The first was a young boy of twelve or thirteen years old. He looked very clever and was playing with a bright red dagger in his hand. He looked at Allen with a smile. Next was a girl around sixteen or seventeen years old. Her expression was solemn, and she held a black and red sniper rifle in her hand. Beside the girl was a young man. He held a long black saber in his hand, but the hilt was as red as blood. The last one was a strong man. He carried a ferocious-looking giant saber and had a nonchalant smile on his face.
Stunned, Allen looked at them one by one. "Blood hymn, destruction hymn, death hymn, destruction hymn …"
"That's right, it's the projection of the various stages. Adding me, Ashes Hymn, this way, apart from the final Dark Song, the awakening posture of several stages is complete. Then Allen, accept our challenge. " Milo raised his hand and a fiery longsword appeared in his hand. The sword was surrounded by pale flames, and it was the posture of Ashes Hymn.
Allen scratched his head. "I don't know what you're going to do. But just bring it on. "
"Then I won't stand on ceremony." The youthful Origin Tool projection giggled and suddenly charged forward. His trajectory was very agile, making it difficult for people to catch. The Blood Hymn dragged out a red ribbon of light in his hand and cut towards Allen's throat.
With a thought from Allen, a golden sword appeared in his hand. The golden sword blocked the Blood Hymn. However, an evil wind blew behind him. It turned out that the man who had destroyed the Hymn of Destruction projection had raised his saber and slashed at him. Allen dodged in front and turned around. A few golden rays of light immediately appeared beside the big man. The big man hurriedly raised his giant saber, and the blade was slashed by the golden rays of light, creating streaks of fire.
Allen had just stood when an incomparably arrogant aura rose from his left. In the blink of an eye, the projection of the young girl raised the Destruction Heavy Sniper. A red cross appeared at the muzzle of the heavy sniper, and then a scarlet light shot out. Allen raised his sword. When the golden sword split the beam of light in two, the projection of the youth with the Death Hymn took the opportunity to approach. The black longsword in his hand continuously made sharp slashes.
At this moment, the youth dragged the Blood Hymn back. The man with the giant saber was not in a hurry to join the battle. Instead, he wandered around.
Allen brandished his sword, fighting one against two, but he was not at a disadvantage. The golden longsword interweaved into a majestic sword image, like the wind blowing the clouds, rolling around the two projections. Their swords and daggers gradually became more and more difficult to wield. At this moment, the big man finally let out a howl and charged forwards. The Death Hymn was worthy of being a fourth-stage Origin Tool. Its killing power far exceeded that of other Origin Tools. With a single slash, Allen's sword shadow was shattered into pieces. Then, one saber after another, it was simple and unadorned, but it was exceptionally fierce as it attacked Allen.
Allen smiled slightly and abruptly retreated. When he raised his sword, a golden longsword suddenly appeared around him. Just as he was about to unleash the attack, however, his heart trembled. He suddenly turned around and swung his sword, but all he saw was the Priest's illusory figure. Then, Ashes' Hymn lightly pressed against his back. The Priest coughed lightly and said, "If this were a battle with the Dusk Sons, you would have been seriously injured even if you didn't die."
Allen separated from the Priest. The projections also arrived by the Priest's side, then smiled and disappeared. Allen said suspiciously, "It seems like there's more to what you're saying."
"Allen, you need to know one thing. The Sons of Dusk may not be a Paragon, but they are born with the power of laws. Especially when their instincts completely take over their bodies, the most fatal kind of power of laws will appear, "the priest said solemnly. The priest said solemnly, "Instinct calls it sharpness. Those who are injured by the sharpness cannot rely on absorbing origin energy to quickly recover from their injuries. They cannot even rely on medicine. The only thing they can rely on is their own body's ability to recover. So, you can imagine, if you are injured by this kind of rule power on the battlefield, what kind of result would it be? "
Allen was stunned. "How could there be such a powerful power of laws? Even a Paragon … "
"No, it's possible. That's because the laws that the Sons of Dusk have grasped come from the Creator, from another universe. That's why the laws of this universe can't be used. This is also why I wanted to test you just now. As I expected, you are too dependent on Origin Energy and too confident in yourself. You have forgotten your past weakness. But you can't be blamed. After all, everyone is like this. When we become strong, we forget our weak posture. "
The priest sighed and said, "The stronger we are, the more we forget. When we were weak, we knew to dodge the blade and dodge the bullet. But as we grew stronger and stronger, step by step. We were cut by the blade and hit by the bullet. These injuries can be quickly healed by Origin Energy. Even when we become Paragons, we can mobilize a huge amount of terrifying Origin Energy. As long as we don't kill with a single blow, then most injuries. Even if we are injured by the power of laws of another Paragon, we can quickly recover. At the very least, we can turn major injuries into minor ones and minor ones into nothing. "
"We can do this because we are all life forms of this universe. We obey the laws of this universe. Even the laws created by the Supremes were, in fact, based on the foundation of the laws of the universe. However, the sharpness of the Sons of Dusk is from another universe, so I want to remind you that you need to remember your weakness. He had to keep this in mind when fighting against the Son of Dusk. Now I can be sure that he didn't want to kill you when you were on Earth. " Miro said solemnly, "Perhaps it was your father's will that was interfering with him. Now that he has returned to Eboynes, he will definitely find a way to erase your father's will. Once he succeeds, he will no longer be bound. The next time we meet, he will definitely use the power of sharpness. You must be careful. "
Allen took a deep breath and nodded, "Thank you for your reminder, Father."
"Don't underestimate the power of sharpness. With this power, even if the Sons of Dusk are not Paragons, they can still kill Paragons. The power system of this universe doesn't mean much to him. That's why in the dusk of the universe, even if some dusks are stopped, they have to pay a huge price. After all, there will always be Paragons in every era. However, the power of sharpness can kill even Paragons. "
Allen nodded solemnly. He was indeed covered in cold sweat. If Miro hadn't reminded him, he would have forgotten what it felt like to be injured, and he would have forgotten how he felt when he was weak. Because he was standing too high, too powerful, and too confident. If he were to fight the Sons of Dusk in this state of mind and be injured by the power of sharpness, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"I'll train myself again when I get back," Allen said. Then, he paused and asked, "Father, do you think we have a chance?"
"That depends on your determination. Allen, that body is your father's. I doubt if you can stab him fatally in the end. I can only remind you that the Sons of Dusk will definitely use all sorts of methods to interfere with you if he has no other choice. "
Allen smiled bitterly and didn't say anything else. His body gradually disappeared from this world of will.
Miro shook his head and stood by the big banyan tree, watching the magnificent dusk gradually fall below the horizon.
The world was dark.
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