The Son of Dusk narrowed his eyes. He had already seen the White Emperor Sword move in the underground base on Earth that day. Compared to that time, this unchanging move was even more powerful now. The sword intent was filled with it, and when it broke through the sky, the Haoran Sword Intent had already nailed itself to death.
Even so, he still laughed, "Although your momentum has increased again, do you think the same move is still useful against me?"
After saying that, his aura soared, his clothes fluttered, and the armor on his body emitted strands of dim yellow light. The Son of Dusk soared into the sky, his sharp blade pointing at the mountain-sized sword from outer space, like a moth flying into a flame.
"Whether it's useful or not, we'll know after we try." The steel wings behind Allen spread out, his knees slightly bent, and he also soared into the sky, chasing after the Son of Dusk. He actually wanted to attack the White Emperor Sword from the front and the back with the White Emperor Sword that was descending from the sky.
The Son of Dusk didn't even look at Allen. He sprinted at full speed, wanting to break the White Emperor Sword before Allen, then turn around and suppress Allen with his newly victorious spirit.
At this moment, countless fine lines suddenly appeared on the White Deity Sword. A large area of light flickered, and the huge sword that was the size of a mountain root suddenly disintegrated, scattering into tens of thousands of grayish-white blades that only had the sword's edge and no hilt. Ten thousand swords scattered all over the sky like a white waterfall. Although their shapes were scattered, the boundless sword intent did not diminish at all. Instead, it rose to a higher level. That invisible pressure made the Son of Dusk feel even more uncomfortable.
The white waterfall fell again.
A dim yellow sword light flowed in reverse.
As the two collided, countless grayish-white sword edges exploded, shooting out balls of grayish-white flames that spread out in midair like a gray cloud.
The Son of Dusk charged forward with determination, and the Heavenly White Waterfall exploded from bottom to top. That magnificent sword intent and boundless aura were all shattered by the Son of Dusk. When he rushed out of the top of the white waterfall, a circle of vibrating ripples spread out, instantly tens of thousands of miles. Then, the exploding Qi Origin Energy shot out in all directions, causing the surrounding mountains to collapse and the earth to boil. In the blink of an eye, the mountains in kilometers were all flattened by the boundless sword intent and sword Qi.
Although he still destroyed the White Emperor Sword according to his original plan, the process was far faster than the Son of Dusk had imagined. The White Emperor Sword was destroyed by him, but he had also consumed a lot of energy. He was unable to rely on the sharp energy of the broken sword to suppress Allen as he had thought. Thus, this gave Allen a chance. At this moment, Son of Dusk's aura, Son of Qi.
This process was a gap.
Taking advantage of this gap, a golden crescent moon rose into the air, breaking through the residual energy that filled the sky and blasting straight at the child of dusk.
Son of Dusk Son of Sun. Instead of reof K, Son of the moon. of Sword, of Son of Of Is.
At first, the crescent was curved like a new moon, but it was blocked by the longsword of Son of Dusk. Finally, the two ends of the crescent almost touched, and it was as round as a full moon!
The Moon of!! The Moon!!! The King of Moon exploded.
The sky lit up, and then a large amount of golden flames spread out, covering the sky and covering the sun. Where was the figure of the Son of Dusk? Allen let out a long roar and crashed into the sea of flames. He crashed out of the sea of flames and saw a black shadow in the distant sky. It was the Son of Dusk who had been blasted away, but he had clearly flown too high and too far. Allen knew very well that he was using the impact of the explosion of the full moon to open up a distance so that he could recover his Origin Energy.
Sure enough, a large ball of dim yellow light suddenly appeared at the black dot, illuminating the sky like the setting sun. Son of Dusk's Qi instantly overflowed, so the black dot expanded. He descended from the sky and swept out with his sword, instantly producing boundless sword shadows. The steel wings behind Allen spread out and carried him into the sword shadow. The Anthem of Ashes drew out a magnificent flame belt, opening and closing, shattering countless sword shadows.
The two of them engaged in a second round of fierce battle in the sky!
This was a black world.
This was the world of Black Weapon.
However, half of this world had already been occupied by the light that broke through the sky. More and more pillars of light slanted down from the black sky. The pillars of light merged to form spots of light, and large patches of spots of light illuminated the world. Exposed to the light, whether it was the pitch-black buildings, mountains, or walking corpse-like black figures, they all sizzled in the light, giving rise to green smoke, and their bodies quickly dissipated.
A long howl sounded from the depths of the city.
Black Weapon, who had the exact same body as Allen, landed on a tall building. The sword hanging in his hand was the exact opposite version of the Anthem of Ashes, a sword burning with black flames. He gasped and looked at the priest who was walking over. Miro didn't walk fast, but no matter where he went, a pillar of light from the sky landed on him and followed him. As a result, wherever he passed, the world turned to ashes.
Miro didn't have a sword in his hand, but cold light flickered around him from time to time, as if invisible swords were hanging there. Then, he casually waved his hand in the direction of Black Weapon, and a ray of light flickered. The intermittent light that appeared in the air finally streaked across the building, and the pitch-black building disintegrated. Black Weapon leaped up and pounced down from the sky. He roared as he raised his flaming sword and slashed down angrily.
The priest stretched out a finger and pointed. When four or five rays of light crisscrossed in front of the Black Flame Sword. The sound of metal colliding rang out in the air, and black flames splashed everywhere on the longsword. Miro flicked his finger, and the rays of light bounced off with the bend, lifting Black Weapon. The rays of light swept past his body, adding a few more wounds.
Black Weapon landed heavily on the ground, as if that sword strike had used up all of his strength. He lay on the ground with his arms and legs spread out. The Black Flame Sword rolled down from his palm and gradually disappeared into the air.
"I'm not fighting anymore." Black Weapon gasped.
Miro walked towards him.
"Kill me." Black Weapon looked at the sky that was gradually illuminated by the light and said, "Anyway, I'm tired of staying in this place. If I can't occupy his body and get out of this world, what's the point of my existence? "
"I'd rather disappear completely than be accompanied by eternal darkness."
Miro stood still beside him and said, "If you want to leave this world, I have another way."
Black Weapon looked at him and said, "Are you joking? You were so aggressive just now, and now you're telling me there's another way? "
Miro smiled and said, "If I didn't do that, would you have given up like this?"
"Old man, what do you want?"
Miro said in a deep voice, "You should know that there is a final stage to the Devil's Praise."
"You mean the Ultimate Song of Darkness?" Black Weapon laughed, "Unfortunately, he will never be able to awaken this final stage. The Origin Tool needs an artifact soul to be used. If I die, even if you replace me as the artifact soul, I guess you still won't be able to awaken to the final stage … "
"That's right, because I'm not a complete artifact soul."
"So you want me to go back?"
Miro shook his head. "Of course not. I know you too well. If you leave this place and return to the Origin Tool, you might change sides at the last minute. "
Black Weapon laughed, "You know me well, old man. What do you plan to do?"
"I want you to fuse with me. This way, you can leave this world, and I will recover. In that case, the Ultimate Song of Darkness should be able to awaken. "
Black Weapon sat up and said, "Are you kidding me? Let me fuse with you. Then what's the difference between me and disappearing! "
"Of course." "I won't make you disappear completely," Miro said. "I'll just imprison your consciousness." "If I can win this battle, then I will disappear and you will become the only artifact soul of the Origin Tool. At that time, there would be no Son of Dusk. As for whether you would still be willing to be used by Allen, I don't think he would care. "
"Sounds good, but how can you guarantee that you will disappear?"
Miro laughed, "Because when the prison was broken, a portion of my will disappeared. Even if I don't do anything, after a while, I will naturally dissipate. "
Black Weapon was stunned. "So that strange kingdom of yours was created with a portion of your own will?"
"If that's not the case, how can I trap the Son of Dusk?"
Miro said solemnly, "How about it? Hurry up and make a decision. I don't have time to waste with you here. If you don't agree, then I can only give it a try and see if I can rely on my own strength to temporarily awaken the Origin Tool to the final stage. "
Black Weapon spread out his hands, "Since you've said so, what else can I say? If there's a chance, who wants to disappear? "
"I … also want to live …"
"Since that's the case." Miro squatted down and pressed his hand on Black Weapon's chest. "Then fuse with me," he said.
Black Weapon closed his eyes and muttered, "What bad luck. Although it's temporary, the thought of fusing with an old man makes me feel uncomfortable no matter how I think about it."
Then, his entire body emitted a pitch-black light. Finally, his body disappeared, leaving behind a ball of light the size of a glass bead. Miro picked up the ball of light with two fingers and threw it into his mouth. When the ball of light entered his body, his white hair immediately turned dark green, and the wrinkles on his face disappeared one by one. In the blink of an eye, Miro seemed to have returned to his youth, turning into a young man in his twenties. His left eye gradually turned black.
That was Black Weapon's eye!
Boom!
Under the clouds, flames overflowed in all directions, as if a grand fireworks were blooming. The two figures quickly separated, one on the left and one on the right. The distance between them was measured in kilometers, and they stood in midair, facing each other.
"What, after fusing with the will of dusk, is this all you have? This isn't enough, Allen. " The Twilight Child said in a deep voice, "I thought you could give me a more exciting performance, but I didn't expect you to be just like this. Or could it be that you haven't used your full strength yet? Could it be that you still want to hold back? "
Allen looked at him and spat out a word, "Creator."
Son of Dusk was stunned for a moment before laughing loudly, "I understand. You actually want to save some strength to welcome the Creator. Are you really so confident that you can kill me?"
He shook his head and said in a deep voice, "I say, don't look down on people so much. If you don't do your best for me now, I bet you won't be able to see the Creator. "
"I think so too." The corner of Allen's mouth curled up. "I thought I should be able to deal with you in my current state. It seems like you're stronger than I thought. I've clearly seen your battle with Orfasis, so I should be able to suppress you. Then there's no other way, I … "
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