The battle in the cave did not stop. Deafening battle cries and psionic lightning could be heard echoing in the cave.
The two domains were constantly colliding, twisting, eroding, and tearing apart. On one side was Laing's Proof of the Sun King. Under the giant dome, the Heroic Spirits of the Gray Knights could see the vast Blood Prairie if they took a step forward, and the pure and flawless White Jade Arch Bridge if they took a step back.
The bright red river water and the pure light river water flowed at the same time.
The battle between the two kings had begun!
One was to conquer, the other to protect.
"My comrades-in-arms, my brothers, the power of Everlasting Heaven will be unleashed on you. The time to prove your courage and strength has come. In the name of Great Khan, I order you to charge with my Sulu Ingot Spear!"
The Seed of Destruction stood in the middle of the nineteen sets of armor. More souls appeared behind the First Blood God Prince. They were a group of armored heavy cavalry, the legendary Boomerang. The height of the Seed of Destruction increased along with his strength and had already grown to almost eight meters. When he waved his arm, the wind and clouds surged. The glorious history repeated itself in front of his eyes. The moment his roar erupted, it was as if the earth and the mountains were shaking. The momentum of the armored cavalry was like a thunderbolt from the clear sky, invincible against ten thousand men.
On the other side, Laing stood proudly among the Heroic Spirits of the Gray Knights. He said softly, "I am the Holy Hammer, the enemy who slayed my father. I am the Holy Light, the exterminator of evil. My children, loyal, united, and victorious. Ten thousand years have passed, and no one has betrayed the Gray Knights. No one has fallen. Now, follow me. Use your swords and shields to write a new glory that belongs to us!"
“WearetheWarhammer！” The Heroic Spirits felt the bloodline call from their original bodies. Even the First Great Teacher, Janus, gave up thinking.
Wang Gaoge's sword hummed. His spiritual energy tore through the air, and his blood soared.
The heroic spirits of the Gray Knights waved the weapons in their hands, and the light of psionic power scattered across the sky. The power of the sun lit up the world, and their light illuminated the entire temple. Every Gray Knight was an elite among elites who survived endless selection and astonishing tests, and only one of these elites could become a Gray Knight Grand Teacher. For ten thousand years, no one could use words to describe their loyalty and strength. Even if their truth could not be known by most people, even if their great achievements were always blocked or forgotten, their great contributions to mankind and even the entire universe would be remembered as the ultimate concentration of mankind, and their heroic spirits would also be immortal.
"Hong!" The confrontation began!
Under the earth-shattering collision, the dozens of Gray Knight Heroic Spirits and the army under the Seed of Destruction began to fight.
It was absolute madness and absolute rationality. It was absolute filth and absolute purity. The battle between the two sides was destined from the beginning, and it would only stop when the victor was decided.
The Goddess of Vengeance and the Axe of Khorne clashed again. The battle between Laing and the Seed of Destruction tore the surrounding space apart. There was no need for words in the battle between kings. There was only the determination to win.
The battle between two people soon became three people. Angelang joined the battle again. The Seed of Destruction was fearless, stubbornly resisting the combined attacks of Laing and Angelang alone. It was not at a disadvantage at all.
The heroic spirits of the Gray Knights pressed forward step by step. The collision of weapons, the spilling of blood, was the unique taste of war. How could it not be intoxicating?
The First Great Teacher, Janus, roared. As a psionicist in the first thousand legions, he roared, and his sword turned into a vortex. The dozens of armored warriors around him were instantly purified into a rain of light. "Defend the glory of the Empire, defend my original body. Gray Knights, advance!"
"I am the Holy Hammer!" The remaining warriors continued to advance, cutting the countless cavalry and living armors summoned by the Seed of Destruction into pieces. The army of the Seed of Destruction also risked their lives. They swung their swords and killed their enemies for only one purpose, and that was for their respective kings. Although they walked on different paths, they died without regrets!
Finally, the fierce battle began to come to an end. The army and living armors summoned by the Seed of Destruction were all slain by the heroic spirits of the Gray Knights. In the middle of the battlefield, Laing and Angelang fought the Seed of Destruction with great fury. They were evenly matched.
However, there was still nothing that could defeat the Seed of Destruction. The Seed of Destruction became more and more frenzied as it fought. Laing and Angelang were forced to retreat. The heroic spirits of the Gray Knights around saw this and swarmed forward. The Seed of Destruction was not shocked but delighted.
"Berserker's Fury!"
"Bloody Battle!"
"Slaughter to your heart's content!"
"Hurricane of Death!"
The blood-red hurricane enveloped the Seed of Destruction and instantly cut off the heads of eight heroic spirits of the Gray Knights. The rest of the Gray Knights were also forced to retreat. After a new round of fighting, it was clear that the battle was coming to an end.
It was not that the two sides did not want to continue fighting, but that they could not hold on any longer. The Seed of Destruction had reflected his Soul World long before Laing. Even though the First Blood God Prince had obtained a lot of power from Khorne, he was almost exhausted at this moment. After all, he was a creature of the subspace and did not have a physical body to walk in the mortal world. The longer the battle dragged on, the more power he would use.
As for Ryan, he naturally had a physical body. However, his spiritual energy wasn't limitless. He had used up quite a bit of his spiritual energy in the previous series of battles, and with the addition of the Three Saints' Seal and the activation of Forgotten Shadow, Ryan's spiritual energy was almost completely depleted. When using his Soul World, Ryan had cleverly used the chat tactic to observe and copy the Seed of Destruction on the spot. However, this was also the first time he had used his own Soul World, so he wasn't too familiar with it. Not to mention, his two Soul Worlds were still madly clashing against each other.
The Blood Prairie was becoming more and more blurry and illusory. Laing's Sun Temple was also beginning to collapse. The remaining heroic spirits of the Gray Knights were either killed in battle or killed by the Seed of Destruction, exploding into a rain of light.
However, the Seed of Destruction was still standing. Even though there were hundreds of wounds all over his body, even though his wings had been burned to a crisp by Laing's flames, and even though one of his horns had been chopped off by Anglo, the three of them knew that if the battle continued, the First Blood God Prince would still be the victor!
The scarlet hurricane of death surged and swirled, adding dozens of deep wounds to Anglo's chest. The original World Eater was almost in despair.
Even this could not kill the Seed of Destruction?
"Hahahahaha!" Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation The Seed of Destruction laughed maniacally as blood flowed down his muscular body. The First Blood God Prince knew he didn't have much time left because the energy given by Khorne was almost used up. He wouldn't be able to kill Leon and Anglo today. "You win, Anglo, Leon, you win today. But let me tell you, if you weren't in your original form, you wouldn't have won!"
"Look, look, look at your army, your generals and marshals. Except for the useless Anglo, your maid goddess, and that goddess who doesn't even dare to show up, oh, and your heroic spirits, who else can help you? Who else can stop my Blood Hunt? "
"Original form? Hahahahaha! " The Seed of Destruction continued to laugh maniacally. "It's just one more time. Next time, you won't be so lucky. Gray Knight original form? Are you ready for my next hunt? "
Despair, complete despair, Olica, who had fallen to the ground, could only shout helplessly, "Master … Don't let him escape, or we'll definitely die next time."
"No, he'll die here today, immediately," Laing whispered. The original form's face was covered in blood. He had reached his limit.
"Impossible! I am the subspace. " The Seed of Destruction laughed loudly. "No one can truly kill me, not even Khorne. As I said, as long as my Banjuni River Alliance does not fall, I will not truly die. Even King of Skulls does not know how to completely kill me!"
"Yes, they don't. The reason is simple." Laing smiled. "Because one of them is a fake. That person is not your biological son, right? Therefore, no one, not even Khorne, can truly destroy all the warriors in your soul world. "
The Seed of Destruction's expression changed drastically. "Impossible, how do you know this? No, it's impossible! "
Laing staggered. Sun King and the Gray Knight original form were at the end of their rope. He was covered in blood. His Seiko Power Armor had been destroyed in the subspace, and his Granny Master Rune Armor was basically completely destroyed. His soul world was on the verge of collapse. The Gray Knight's heroic spirits were either destroyed or disappeared after taking a deep look at the original form. Laing's back was covered in wounds from the Fire of Khorne. His legs were covered in axe wounds, and his chest was battered beyond recognition by the Rod of Khorne. Of course, his stomach and waist were also covered in bloody holes.
"Of course, I know that even my soul world cannot defeat you." Laing's lips curled up slightly. "But I know who you are."
"No … No, this is impossible!" The Seed of Destruction was still holding on.
"O … …" Clayon had already begun to recite an incomparably ancient sentence.
Through a series of battles, he had already deciphered the true name of the Seed of Destruction!
The Seed of Destruction continuously retreated. His face finally revealed a frightened expression. He could no longer maintain his Spiritual World. He had completed countless Blood Hunts, but he was now incomparably worried that this would be his last!
"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrmn!" Laing chanted the True Demon's name. For the last time, he came with the wrath of an Emperor. His aura was even stronger than Angelo's. The Goddess of Vengeance drew a bright crescent moon in the sky. The burning platinum holy flames repelled the Seed of Destruction and left a deep wound on Angelo's body.
"You can't defeat me. Impossible." The Seed of Destruction once again confronted Laing, but this time, even Angelo and Olica could see that he was wavering.
Then, with the release of the devil's true name, the situation on the battlefield reversed once again.
"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrmn!"
As the True Demon's name was chanted, the Goddess of Vengeance shone. The Seed of Destruction finally retreated. He howled miserably as his entire body burned with psionic fire. His flesh and blood began to peel away from the mortal world. His invincible power was finally completely suppressed after Laing grasped the True Demon's true name.
The flames of the Goddess of Vengeance sank deep into his body, along the wound caused by Ruth's Wine God's Spear.
"Don't even think about it …" The Seed of Destruction was still struggling. Laing roared, pulled out the Goddess of Vengeance, and then used Mjolnir.
In the first strike, Mjolnir smashed into the Seed of Destruction's chest, smashing his entire chest.
In the second strike, flames enveloped his body, burning his internal organs.
In the third strike, the First Blood God Prince's chin and entire lower jaw were blasted open. The giant hammer bombarded the surface of the Khorne's collar, and a crack appeared on the chaotic divine artifact that was melted from a part of the Khorne's brass throne.
It was not over yet. Laing quickly took two steps back, fixed Mjolnir in the air, and then put his hands together. The Emperor's Light shrouded the warhammer, turning it into a blazing judgment, and smashed it toward the Seed of Destruction.
The Mjolnir exploded, and an indescribable brilliance emerged from the body of the exploding hammer. The core of the dazzling golden object burst open, and bright white light filled the entire dome. A surge of energy emerged from the source of the tremor, and with extraordinary power, all the filth in front of it was swept away. A new psionic star of gold and silver spread throughout the entire Khorne and then into the inner castle, cleansing everything it touched, and the roaring flames destroyed every creature of chaos.
The Seed of Destruction looked at the brilliance that had penetrated it. The Axe of Khorne and the Rod of Khorne fell to the ground, and the shattered Khorne's collar scattered.
The First Blood God Prince knelt down heavily.
His body, his soul, and everything that made up the Seed of Destruction were being burned forever.
"I have lost." The Seed of Destruction let out a long sigh, and its giant bull head drooped down. "My body is limited, but my wisdom is infinite. I did not lose unjustly. Original Body, let me ask you a question. Since you know my name, then … how does history judge my life?"
"The great conqueror who brought fear to the world for hundreds of years, the incarnation of Everlasting Heaven, the hero of mankind who enjoyed eternal singing, and the pride of the generation." Laing put down the Goddess of Vengeance.
The Seed of Destruction smiled, but it still shook its head. "Anything else?"
"There are 30 million descendants with your bloodline," Laing continued.
"Hahahahaha! The greatest joy of a man is to subdue the rebels, defeat the enemy, take everything they have, ride their horses, and take their beautiful wives and concubines. "The Seed of Destruction laughed wildly." I have no regrets in my life! "
The Emperor's Light flashed again, and Laing's power destroyed the Seed of Destruction forever. The place where he stood was only left with large amounts of dust that dissipated in the air.
The strongest warrior under Kouza, the first Prince of the Blood God, the Demon Prince who was even more powerful than his original form, the culprit and culprit who brought countless conquests, pain, and destruction to the mortal world, the Seed of Destruction, had completely withered in Brittany's Ancient Graveyard Belt.
The Blood Hunt was over, and the Khorne's army was annihilated.
The Mjolnir had been shattered, and Laing dropped the Goddess of Vengeance and fell to the ground.
"Master!" Olica rushed over and hugged Laing. "Master, are you alright?"
"I … am fine. I just overexerted myself." Laing panted.
"We did it. We did it. We really destroyed the Seed of Destruction." Anglo also sat down on the ground, and the World Devourer's original body tilted its head: "Now, I have no regrets."
"Brother!!!" Clayon hurriedly shouted.
"I won't die." Anglo grinned. His face and body were burned beyond recognition by the hellfire of the Khorne Furnace. "However, I might have to go into hibernation for a while. Brother, I'll leave the rest to you."
"Brother, how long do you plan to sleep for?" Laing coughed.
"About … a hundred years." Anglo shook his head. "You're now as strong as Zhuang Sen, so … don't worry about me. Do you still remember what that guy said? Sigwald has already landed on the Kurona Road, and the damned Chaos Dryads are attacking Palawon. You'll have to walk the rest of the way. I can only help you this much. "
"Don't worry, brother. Leave the rest to me." Laing nodded.
"I did well in the last dance, didn't I?" Anglo smiled and leaned against a rock. The World Eater's original body signaled for him to be quiet.
The gray knight immediately said to Olica, "Olica, open the cave and tell everyone who's still alive to come in. I'm going to assign a mission!"
"Yes!" Olica hesitated, but still put Laing on the ground and walked out quickly.
"Prince Sigwald? That branch spirit, Teresa? "
Laing's bloodied face was twice as ferocious as the Seed of Destruction. He clenched his fists.
Come, let me see what these bastards can do.
My Soul World is unbearably thirsty!
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