At the top of the stone statue.
Garon and Sylphalan clashed madly.
Palm and sword clashed again and again. Every time they clashed, large amounts of white clouds and red light were blasted away. They hit the surrounding walls and the ground, smashing holes of different sizes one after another.
"Divine Statue – East King Hand!!"
A platinum statue suddenly appeared behind Garon and rushed into his body, combining into one. His hand carried an unparalleled platinum light, stirring up the clouds around him. He clawed at Sylphalan's head.
Pew!!
Sylphalan leaned back, and the claw brushed past his head. In an instant, a red light lit up behind him. Like a peacock spreading its tail, it turned into countless red lines that pierced towards Garon.
Red lines shot out from all directions, and for a moment, the entire area was enveloped by red lines.
"Crimson Moon Shadow." Sylphalan leapt away, pointing at Garon. Instantly, countless red lines shot towards Garon.
"Ten Thousand Mammoths Rush!!" Both of Garen's arms trembled, and a circle of violent, transparent shockwaves spread out around his body. A large amount of red lines were swept away, and some of the remaining red lines pierced his body, producing a hissing sound of metal being cut, leaving only white marks.
He leapt forward again, the platinum aura completely concentrated on his body, not a single bit wasted.
In his current state, if he faced any opponent other than Sylphalan, just looking at his silhouette would be enough to create fear.
This was the highest level of martial arts in this world. Aura and body combined into one, known as: King of the Century!
At the same time, Sylphalan was also covered in black light, like the sun during an eclipse. His aura and body were combined into one.
As the two fought madly, the stone statue also started to shake violently. Every exchange was like a bomb exploding.
Boom boom boom boom!!!
At the entrance of the tunnel, a thin black figure was quietly rushing towards the top of the stone statue.
"Fight, fight … Hehe, when both of you are injured, whether it's the Black Smoke Pot or the Eternal Night Stars, everything will be mine!" He couldn't help but let out a low laugh.
Violent vibrations came from the walls of the tunnel. Bigger and bigger, heavier and heavier.
"The opponent this time is much stronger than last time. Sylphalan, you're finally finished." The black figure reached out and touched the wall, laughing coldly. Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong.
"Something's not right. Why is the tremor getting stronger?!"
He suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned around to look. A red flame lit up in the dark passageway.
"This is … a bomb!!???" His eyes suddenly widened. "No … No! Sylphalan, you lunatic!!!! "He suddenly screamed crazily, and charged at full speed towards the tunnel ahead.
*****
The Divine Spear Mal stood quietly in front of the tunnel, looking at the tunnel that had already been blown apart by the explosives. For a moment, he didn't know whether to advance or retreat.
"Let's go back."
The Arctic King stepped out from behind him.
"Sylphalan is a madman. In order to prevent the final battle from being interrupted, he blew up the entire tunnel.
Clenching his fists, Mal turned and left without a word.
"Where are you going?" The Arctic King looked at him in confusion.
"…" Marl did not reply. Instead, he sped up and disappeared into the tunnel he came from.
*****
On the beach
Andrela sat cross-legged on the ground with a long sword stabbed into the ground beside him. He was looking up blankly, at the dark and gloomy sky.
Pieces of black petals slowly fell from the sky, fluttering and falling on his sword, his clothes, and even his face.
The whole island was now covered in a heavy snow of black petals.
"What … is this?"
Andrela reached out and pinched a petal, but the petal crumbled into black powder in his hand.
The King of Nightmares stood beside him, gently catching the petal, trying to keep it intact.
"I don't know, but I have a bad feeling about this. We better leave this place as soon as possible."
"Let's wait for Garon to come back together." Andrela was unmoved.
Bam!!
The King of Nightmares carried the unconscious Andrela.
"You won't listen even if I try to talk nicely. Why don't you think about what level Garon is at? Even if he survives, you might not."
She took one last look at the exploding red clouds at the top of the stone statue.
"Garon, don't die."
*****
The island shook violently, and black snow fluttered from the sky.
The snow of petals completely covered the entire Smoke Island.
Kaboom!!
At the waist of the giant black stone statue, a large ball of red flames suddenly exploded, and a large amount of black smoke spewed out.
The entire stone statue began to tilt slowly. The upper body began to tilt, break, and slide towards the island.
Thunder rumbled in the sky, as if it was mourning the destruction of the giant stone statue.
At the top of the stone statue.
Garon and Sylphalan faced each other, the red lines and white clouds between the two of them turned into two blurs, their shapes almost indistinguishable. Countless red lines and white clouds collided with each other, turning into countless red and white fragments, scattering to both sides.
The head of the stone statue also began to shake violently as it tilted.
The gap in the platform slowly tilted to the right.
Boom!
Garon's back crashed into a wall, and with a loud boom, the wall was completely shattered, revealing a large gap, through which one could see the empty black sky outside.
"Divine Statue Return to Origin!!" His eyes abruptly opened, and his body suddenly expanded. His muscles rapidly swelled, and streaks of white-gold lines slowly appeared on his upper body, forming strange and twisted natural runes.
"Sylphalan! Die!! " He roared, his hair standing on end, his palms swollen like fans, attacking Sylphalan from both sides. It was as if a huge platinum giant was trying to grab a dwarf with his palms.
The huge roar, combined with the pulsing of his muscles, formed a strange and violent vibration, causing his body to expand even further, to two and a half meters tall.
Before the attack even arrived, Sylphalan already felt a knife-like gust of wind rushing towards him, scraping bloody marks on his face.
He felt two huge forces rushing towards him from both sides at the same time, as if two giant elephants were charging towards him at the same time, and he was stunned. This force was more than twice as strong as Garon's just now.
Sylphalan didn't retreat, but instead advanced, a calm smile appearing on his face.
Squeak …
As the fine sound rang out, countless black veins suddenly appeared on the skin of his face, like countless insects and worms, all gathered in between his eyebrows, squeezing into a piece of flesh in the shape of an eye.
He reached out and touched the blade. In an instant, red light shone brightly.
"King's Sword!"
He thrust his sword towards Garon's face, oblivious to the two palms beside him.
The Sword of the Elves was as blinding as the setting sun, instantly releasing an intense, burning light.
Clang!!
The long sound of a bell rang out.
Garon's hands missed, and so did Sylphalan's sword. The two of them crossed each other.
In an instant, it was as if all sound had gone silent. There was only the ancient, distant sound of the bell.
Another sound of the bell rang out.
Clang!!
Garon's hand gripped the red longsword, the white air current and the red light constantly clashing. The entire gap was filled with scraped black stone shards. Sylphalan's body glowed with black light, holding the sword with both hands.
The last sound of the bell.
Clang!!!
Sylphalan abandoned his sword and used his other hand, pointing a finger at Garon's chest, his fingertips piercing deeply into Garon's skin. Garon couldn't dodge in time, and looked down at his chest.
The two of them froze.
Boom!!!
A huge ball of red fire exploded from the head of the stone statue.
The ground of the platform was suddenly blasted open by the violent explosion, countless black shards flew in the fire, charred black. The two of them were completely swallowed up.
The entire upper half of the giant stone statue fell, crashing heavily onto the island's ground, sending up a cloud of dust and black ash.
Boom!!!
Where the stone statue fell, a black pillar of smoke shot up into the sky, sending countless black flower petals and snow flying everywhere, becoming denser and denser.
*****
The Fallen Ground
Garon gripped Sylphalan's arm tightly, and began to spit out mouthfuls of blood. It was all dark red, almost solidified blood clots.
The two of them stood facing each other, Sylphalan's entire right arm had pierced through Garon's chest, coming out from behind.
While Sylphalan's right arm and right shoulder were covered in blood-red cracks, like fine cracks on porcelain, as if it would shatter completely with the slightest touch.
The strange thing was, these cracks were slowly spreading towards his head.
Fresh blood slowly seeped out of Sylphalan's body, but it wasn't very visible on his black windbreaker, only the blood dripping to his feet showed his current injuries.
Boom!!
Thunder roared in the sky.
The two of them were standing on the giant forehead of the stone statue, below them was a ten-thousand-foot cliff, and at the bottom was blindingly red magma.
Large amounts of magma splashed and spewed, slowly but surely rising and spreading.
The place where the stone statue fell was actually the crater of a giant volcano, the entire crater was circular, at least a thousand meters in diameter, forming a giant cylindrical abyss.
Plumes of thick black smoke erupted from here, forming countless black petal-like volcanic ash that fluttered and drifted in all directions.
The entire upper half of the giant stone statue was smashed into the side of the crater, its head hanging in the middle of the crater, being roasted by the waves of heat.
The scorching red light completely dyed the entire stone statue red, even the two people standing on it were dyed red.
"Statue … Return to Origin!!" Garon roared fiercely, the platinum aura all over his body exploding wildly. It turned into a platinum circle, circling in the air above his head. A huge impact slammed towards Sylphalan from all directions.
"Omniscient Eye!!!"
Sylphalan roared as well, the eye-shaped piece of flesh between his eyebrows split open, a shapeless sharp telekinesis shot out like the tip of a knife, crashing into the platinum impact.
Boom!!
The two shapeless forces collided, and Sylphalan flew far away, falling into the crater of the volcano. His right hand grabbed towards the edge of the stone statue, but for some reason, his hand suddenly hung in the air, and he pulled it back.
A trace of confusion and tranquility suddenly appeared on his face, as if his thoughts had drifted to an unknown place in an instant.
Smack!
Garon's hand grabbed his right hand, and hung it on the cliff.
Some small rocks fell with a crash, falling into the fiery red magma, and were instantly submerged.
"Do you want to die that badly?" Garon gritted his teeth and looked at Sylphalan.
"Don't you think … the red of the flames … is very beautiful?" Sylphalan smiled, but for some reason, his smile was filled with a faint sense of loss.
Woo …
Suddenly, an ear-piercing shriek came from the clouds in the sky.
Garon looked up, it was the sound of an airplane slicing through the air.
Smack!
Suddenly, Sylphalan broke free from his hand, lying on his back, and fell quietly. His windbreaker flapped loudly in the air, like a black swallow falling into a red sea.
"What a beautiful red …" he muttered, looking at the red light on his body. Then he looked at Garon, who was staring at him with wide eyes.
At this moment, Garen's face suddenly overlapped with that insufferably handsome face that was in high spirits.
"Brother … I can't believe I couldn't walk out of your shadow in the end …"
Without a sound, Sylphalan quietly fell into the magma, and was completely submerged, leaving no trace behind, just like the fallen rock.
"You bastard …!!!" Garon clenched his fists tightly, his teeth grinding, all the muscles in his body trembling violently.
He touched the right side of his neck, there was a clear red cut there, easily pierced by the Omniscient Eye just now. If Sylphalan had used this move from the start …
"This kind of victory … You actually let me win!!???" Garon felt an unprecedented sense of humiliation and unwillingness. In the long-awaited final battle, his opponent actually let him win?
Woo!!!
Suddenly, an ear-piercing shriek came from the sky.
Garon looked up, just in time to see an oval-shaped black object falling vertically towards him.
In that instant, an extremely strong sense of danger welled up in his heart.
"You want me to die?!!"
His whole body expanded violently, the platinum aura around him expanding wildly in all directions.
In the midst of his mad roar, Garon raised his fist and swung it towards the sky. Behind him, a huge platinum statue formed, also raising its fist and swinging it towards the sky.
There was a soundless flash. A black mushroom cloud rose up, a huge amount of radiation spreading wildly in all directions.
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