frightfiction Chapter 820 I'm Really Old
Chapter 820 I'm Really Old
"Is there really nothing to discuss?" Dagda's eyes were slightly cold.
Ying Zheng was surprised by the opponent's persistence: "This ring cannot be lifted unless we fight to the last moment."
If the East wants to win, all the Western saints must die.
Not a single one is left.
"The arena space is different from the outside world. I have become a saint in this arena and can tamper with the saintly bloodline at any time."
Dagda thought he had convinced Ying Zheng, and then he gave a detailed explanation.
Ying Zheng understood that he meant to join the Eastern pantheon.
He is truly a saint without any principles or bottom line.
"My Eastern pantheon does not welcome people like you." Ying Zheng said coldly.
Taking advantage of the emperor's undiminished power, the light of the Ancestral Dragon transformed into a sacred spear and swept towards Dagda again.
"Stubborn." Dagda devoured Cernunnos.
So I also learned idioms.
At the same time, a big pot flew out. It was a magic pot.
It is said to never run out.
The terrifying source of world power gushed out from inside, and at the same time a harp was set up.
"Listen carefully to the hymn of death, for the final victory belongs only to me."
The Dagda no longer had any illusions about joining the Eastern pantheon.
Then a huge black stick slammed towards the Ancestral Dragon Spear.
"I remember now. This is the rod of fate. One end symbolizes death, and the other end represents resurrection."
However, the end that symbolizes resurrection is erased by Dagda.
Afterwards, a group of crows came to Ying Zheng holding up a door to the underworld and asked him to lead them to the underworld.
"Defeat all the evil spirits and monsters!" Ying Zheng shouted.
At the risk of serious injury, he broke the stick of destiny.
The door to the underworld was only half opened before he smashed it into pieces with one punch.
"You didn't follow the rules and broke them with force. Now you feel bad."
Dagda planned to play with Ying Zheng, but the opponent did not join in the game.
But break it with brute force.
Although his laws were broken, he also coughed up three mouthfuls of blood.
Dagda also suffered considerable damage, and it became clear to him that this was a battle that would last a long time.
Once it starts, it won't end until the very end.
hum!
The time laws of this void have been reversed and separated.
No matter how many years have passed or what happened, to the outside world it is just an ending and the process is not important.
"Madman, even though you look impressive, it's still unclear who will win."
Dagda stopped struggling and began to unleash his strongest holy power.
Finally, the two holy seats merged into one, and only then did they overwhelm Ying Zheng.
Neither side has any fancy moves left to use.
It can also be said that at this moment, all abstract rules are invalid.
In addition to the power of each saint's path, it also depends on the unyielding will.
"Ancestor, you must hold on." Su Ming's eyes were bloodshot.
He couldn't wait to rush in, take over Ying Zheng's position, and fight him.
"Is it getting close to the end?"
Night fell again, the world became quieter, and people no longer had the same excitement as at the beginning.
After all, no matter how exciting things are, they will eventually come to an end.
The East is sure to win.
Even in such difficult circumstances, we can still change our destiny.
"The ancestor is very strong. He first fought against Chaos Hainam, then fought against Cernunnos, and now..."
Emperor Ying Zheng's power was so great that people forgot to feel sorry for him.
After all, putting aside other things, he was originally a human being.
But he can be compared with gods.
The night is getting deeper and deeper.
On the arena, there was a different dimension belonging to the two of them alone. No one knew how many years had passed, and the originally orderly rules of order were completely destroyed by the battle.
From the beginning of the long river of time to the end visible to the naked eye.
Ying Zheng was really tired.
I am exhausted both physically and mentally, and even my endless energy cannot heal the pain in my body.
"You're dying." Dagda seemed to see hope of victory.
Ying Zheng coughed up a mouthful of thick blood, and a hint of sneer barely escaped his torn mouth: "You...you are not much better."
"Hahaha, it seems like I am the better one in the end."
"How do you think so?" Ying Zheng held on to his body, holding the broken half of the Ancestral Dragon's Light in his left and right hands respectively.
The horrific chaos started again, and the two men started fighting again.
Although Dagda devoured two saints, there was one thing he could never make up for.
That's the duration of the monopoly.
He just became the only god in the pantheon one second ago, so there is no length of time to speak of.
If Ying Zheng had not dealt a heavy blow to Nam and Cernunnos, resulting in too much loss, the battle would not have been so difficult.
In the battle between saints, at a certain moment, they will make calculations.
"The time has come."
In the next round, the two were determined to win, and the fight reached its climax, leaving no room for any chance.
"die!"
Chaos turns to order, and then back to disorder, and everything is in chaos.
Both have been quantified, sometimes becoming people, sometimes becoming rules.
Neither human nor ghost, transcending the material world and yet returning to it.
No one knew how much time had passed; people just felt like a very long time had passed.
Finally, a figure walked out from the infinite plane.
That scene, frozen there, became the most famous scene.
The people below were so suppressed that they dared not even breathe.
"It's real, not an illusion, right?" Everyone was incredulous.
Ying Zheng walked slowly over, one foot lost its support and he half-knelt on the ground.
Just looking at this scene, I thought Ying Zheng had lost, especially the big hole in his chest, which was finally measured out by people's millimeter-by-million calculations, and it was fair to say...
It's exactly where the heart is.
"Ancestor!"
The people of Long country collectively exclaimed, unable to bear to look at this tragic scene.
The heart was pierced and blasted away, leaving only a ball of holy blood.
If it were someone else, he would have died long ago, but the saint's vital point was no longer limited to a certain part, so at this moment, Ying Zheng was only holding on to his life with one breath.
Looking at his left hand again, he was holding a bloody head.
It was none other than Dagda, the new lord of the Celtic pantheon.
"It's...over for me." Ying Zheng was very weak.
I confirmed it again before I was sure that it was really over.
Su Ming rushed towards the arena uncontrollably but was stopped by the laws of the heavens.
He had no way of intervening in the battle between the five gods in the sacred arena.
Seeing this, the old ancestor shook his head and said, "Don't worry, kid, I'm fine."
All in all, Ying Zheng had killed three saints in a row and had already given up everything he had.
The breath of life was fading away madly, and even Dagda couldn't lift the holy head, so he had to throw it away.
"No, ancestor!"
Su Ming shouted, Ying Zheng is like this, yet he still wants to help others.
After being yelled at, Ying Zheng finally realized that he really had no strength left: "Forget it, it will only cause more trouble if I go, I should just... clean up this place."
Then he staggered to pick up the fallen holy piece.
When Su Ming went to invite Ying Zheng before, Ying Zheng was already old.
But that was due to a knot in my heart.
Now his heart is broken and his life is in danger. He has aged dozens of years in an instant.
Our ancestors are really old.