Chapter 469: Absorbing the Power of the Twilight King (Five Thousand)

As expected, it was the place where the remaining limbs of the last Twilight King were sealed. Just the look of this coffin was shocking enough.

Although the coffin was just lying quietly on the altar without any abnormality, the invisible pressure released shrouded everyone's heart. If it was looming, you could even see countless gray and black threads in front of your eyes. , with the coffin as the center, spreading towards the surroundings, creeping slowly like air currents.

The sounds echoing in my ears became thicker and denser.

The longer you stay here, the greater the impact.

Unknowingly, the faces of many practitioners began to turn pale, and large beads of sweat on their foreheads were covered with dense layers, rolling down their cheeks like waterfalls, and their bodies were shaking uncontrollably. shake.

People's breathing began to become rapid, and their chests were rising and falling rapidly.

Even the magic power in his body began to become chaotic, and the temples on both sides of his head were buzzing, rising, falling, and rising.

"Bah!"

"Calm down your mind."

"Don't let your nonsense disturb your mind."

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from Karem's mouth.

The sound was like thunder.

Many practitioners behind Karem, including Balumonge, Marcelino, and even Holt 474, all shivered violently and woke up in an instant, all dripping with cold sweat. , I don’t know when my body was soaked with sweat.

This is true even for Balk and Simmons, two people with evil intentions.

For a moment, everyone looked at Karem with a somewhat strange look...

I already felt that something was not right about this old guy. Although on the surface, he only seemed to have legendary six-star strength. Although it was not bad, he would not be too feared by those eight-star masters. But now it seems that this old guy The thing is obviously hiding its own strength.

This guy's true realm is probably not a legendary nine-star.

Otherwise, why are the legendary eight-star Balumonge, Marcelino and Balk unable to withstand the influence of the whispers floating in the coffin, but this Karem seems to be fine with nothing, and even has the energy to remind him other people?

How could it be possible to achieve this without a legendary nine-star supreme powerhouse?

Among the group of people, the most exaggerated one was Holt 474... After figuring out some of the joints in his heart, Holt's face twisted into a ball almost in an instant. At first glance, it looks like a ferocious ghost.

God knows what kind of storm is setting off in Holt's heart at this moment.

Legendary Nine Stars?

Are you kidding, he is a legendary nine-star master.

He still received a gift from destiny, a son of destiny passed down by the sages.

Holt thinks that his own strength, even if he loses to Ron, is definitely at the level of invincibility below Ron.

However, even he could not withstand the influence of the aura released from the coffin just now. Although he noticed that his spirit was in chaos and his magic power was restless, he was unable to break away from that state. However, Karem seemed to be indifferent. It's an inconspicuous old thing, but it's not affected at all.

Doesn't this mean that the old guy Karem's strength is still superior to his?

Could it be said that this Karem is already a strong man in the realm of destruction?

impossible!

Where in the world are there so many masters of the realm of destruction?

But even if he is not a strong person in the destruction realm, he is still a pervert with half-step destruction.

This guy, who worked so hard to attract so many people to absorb the divine power contained in the left arm of the last Twilight King, could it be said that he is just kind-hearted and does not want to see these practitioners suffer from the difficulties in their realm?

Holt doesn't believe that there are such pure good people in the world, just as he doesn't believe that he is a good person.

This guy spent all his energy and energy, even revealing the secrets about the Destruction Realm, to attract so many legendary high-star experts. He must have a big plan, and he had to guard against it, otherwise he would not know if he was accidentally betrayed by Karem.

However, thinking of the supreme sage... Holt suddenly felt a lot more at ease.

Partridge...hehe, as for whether that guy is real Partridge or fake, Holt doesn't care, as long as he knows that guy is also a monster, it is enough.

Quietly, Holt took a few steps back, closing the distance between him and Karem.

The movements of Holt 474 were very subtle and were not noticed by anyone. The practitioners around him were not shocked by Kareem for a long time. Some people even felt a little lucky. After all, Karem The stronger this guy is, the more likely it is that what he says is true.

People's attention fell back on the coffin. Before, they were only attracted by the sudden appearance of the coffin on the altar, and their minds were disturbed by the murmurs floating in their ears. Now that they are calm and calm, they can look at the coffin in front of them. Found something different.

Just on the surface of the coffin, there are densely packed incantations.

The people present can be said to be the top practitioners in the Twilight Continent. They can also be said to be knowledgeable and well-informed. In terms of ancient writing, although they are not as good as those scholars who specialize in ancient writing, they are somewhat capable. Research.

But at this moment, no one can understand the meaning of those mysterious incantations on the surface of the coffin.

Not to mention, there are even dark brown chains entangled on the surface of the coffin. One end of the chain is wrapped around the coffin, and the other end is directly submerged into the surrounding void. I don’t know. Where did it get entangled.

Just on the surface of these chains, there are also dense incantations engraved on them.

These incantations are of the same type as the words on the surface of the coffin, and are equally incomprehensible.

I don’t know what happened, but when they saw the chains, everyone had the urge to kneel on the ground and kowtow in submission. For a moment, I felt a little ashamed. If it hadn't been for Karem's reminder just now, I wouldn't have really knelt on the ground now.

"What should we do now?"

When there was silence, Balk's special, slightly lazy voice broke the silence: "The arm of the last Twilight King should be inside this coffin. Do you want to work together to smash this coffin?"

Apart from shattering the coffin and all the chains on the surface of the coffin, Balk could not think of any other way to see the Twilight King's arm.

"No need to go to such trouble." Karem chuckled, his wrinkled face still showing the kind expression: "Since I know this way to break through the destruction realm, I naturally also know how to see the Twilight King's stumps. "

"What's more, this coffin was forged by the strong men at Ragnarok. The chains on the coffin are the shackles of destiny. It contains the supreme law. How can it be easily shaken?"

"If you attack the coffin and the shackles of destiny rashly, the force of the shock alone is enough to tear us into pieces, let alone opening the coffin."

"Then Mr. Karem, please don't delay any longer. I can't wait any longer." Balumonge said while rubbing his hands.

When Karem heard this, he just nodded slightly and didn't say anything more. He took a deep breath and immediately walked forward towards the coffin.

The closer he got to the coffin, the stronger the impact and pressure he received. When Karem approached the coffin, the aura was already a bit unbearable even for him. The original relaxed and comfortable expression on his face was unknown. The time had disappeared, replaced by solemnity and a trace of suppressed fear.

It was obviously only a very close distance, no more than a few dozen meters, but even for this short distance, every step seemed extremely heavy. With every step closer, the pressure on Karem increased a bit, and in the end he was still quite upright. His body was completely stooped, and his breathing became extremely heavy.

Bang...bang...bang...

Every time the sole of the foot falls, every time it lands on the ground, it will make a dull sound, and the earth will tremble.

Just behind Karem, two rows of footprints appeared, from shallower to deeper.

Especially in the last few steps, every time Kareem raised his legs, he seemed to be bearing the weight of a mountain. Even if he just looked at Karem's back, he could really feel how much this old man was bearing at this moment. What kind of pressure.

His body was completely soaked with sweat, and his robes were stuck to his back.

It was only a few dozen meters, and Kareem was left stunned for nearly an hour. When Kareem actually walked to the coffin, he let out a heavy breath.

He raised his head, and the sweat on his forehead rolled into his eyeballs drop by drop. It hurt, but now Karem had no time to care about this. He gritted his teeth and raised his right hand bit by bit at an extremely slow speed, as thin as Chai's five fingers pressed on the coffin.

It's strange to say that this coffin is obviously made of metal, but it doesn't feel cold at all, and there is even a faint scorching heat.

Huh...huh...huh...

Touching it with your own hands has a completely different impact than just being close to it.

Karem felt as if a strong wind was blowing around his ears. The strong wind was also mixed with strange sounds that were difficult to distinguish. It seemed that he could see countless twisted ghosts in front of his eyes. For a moment, the area near the Kung Fu coffin was as eerie as demon.

Although Karem's mind was not generally firm, he could not hold on at this time. He had to turn a ring on his finger, and a cool breath hit his face, and his originally chaotic mind gradually calmed down.

Immediately, Karem took a deep breath. He closed his eyes, held his breath, and blocked his hearing. Only his lips began to move rapidly.

His voice was very soft, like a slight whisper, flowing slowly in this eerie space. The sound penetrated into the ears of other people, but no one could understand Karem's voice.

It was obvious that this guy was using a completely different language from the common language of the Twilight Continent.

A group of people looked at each other with somewhat strange expressions on their faces. Although they had long noticed that Karem had an unusual origin, they now felt that this guy was becoming more and more mysterious.

Involuntarily, the wariness of Karem in my heart became even stronger.

Kareem's voice continued, and time passed by. The spell was very long, to the point of being exaggerated.

If any magic can have such a long spell, then the magic must be at least super super super super forbidden spell level.

After nearly an hour passed, Kareem's voice suddenly stopped. During this hour, no one knew how many syllables Karem had uttered. It even made people doubt that this guy How on earth did he manage to remember such a long incantation?

However, at the moment when the spell ended, something unexpected happened.

In the palm of Karem's hand, a dense layer of gray silk threads suddenly appeared. As soon as these strange threads appeared, they immediately seemed like countless slender insects, climbing rapidly on the coffin. In a short time, they It has covered the entire coffin, as if weaving a huge fishing net on the surface of the coffin.

Surrounded by fishing nets, the color of the originally bronze coffin became lighter and lighter. Gradually, it even became translucent. After a while, it almost completely turned into transparent glass.

Another few dozen seconds passed, and even the last piece of glass completely disappeared.

It's not fragmented, it's more like its own existence has been eliminated, completely hidden in nothingness.

Just after the glass completely disappeared, the contents inside the glass finally appeared in front of everyone. In an instant, Karem could almost feel a dozen heavy breathing sounds coming from behind him.

More than a dozen pairs of eyes, all staring at the altar.

At this moment, what appeared on the altar was a huge arm, dozens of meters long, like an irregular cylinder with a diameter of more than ten meters. Even if it was just a finger, the length was more exaggerated than the height of an adult.

Buzz!

A prehistoric, barbaric aura hit his face.

Even if it was just a broken arm, the aura released by it would be unbearable for more than a dozen masters. The invisible impact would only make each figure step back, their expressions changing drastically.

It is indeed the arm of the last Twilight King. Even if you just see this arm, the shadowy scene in front of your eyes seems to flash back to the ancient battlefield eight thousand years ago.

It is rich blood, a hoarse roar, the wail of an evil dragon, and the cry of a god.

Everyone was shocked.

Is this the aura of the last Twilight King? After eight thousand years of death, with only one arm left, it is so terrifying. How exaggerated should the complete last Twilight King be?

One by one, their throats were squirming, trying desperately to suppress the fear deep in their hearts. This arm did not look exhausted at all. Not only did it not turn into a mummy, the skin even seemed to be still full of elasticity.

If the origin of this arm was not known in advance, one would even wonder if this arm had just been chopped off.

The thick and long arms are covered with down... It is said to be down, but because this guy is so big, the down is as exaggerated as a branch. When a gust of wind blows, the down will follow. The swing.

Just when everyone was attracted by the arm of the last Twilight King, Kareem stepped back, waiting until Kareem retreated from the coffin to everyone, Marcelino, Balumon Only then did the Geji people notice Karem's presence.

They subconsciously glanced at Karem from the corner of their eyes, but at this glance, everyone's expressions changed again.

Good guy!

How much time had passed, and Karem seemed to have aged several dozen years. The wrinkles on his face had almost turned into criss-crossing ravines, making him look haggard and old.

The eyes that were originally bright and energetic were now even duller.

From this alone, we can see what kind of loss Karem suffered just now.

"Everyone, I use my own magic power..." Karem also spoke, and the voice sounded even more creepy, like two broken bones being squeezed together and rubbed hard, hoarse and dry.

After just saying a few words, Karem was out of breath.

After taking a few deep breaths, Karem said again: "Temporarily hide the ancient bronze coffin. Now you can directly touch the residual limbs of the last Twilight King and absorb the energy in the residual limbs."

"Please hurry up, I can't hold on for long."

The time has finally come.

There were more than a dozen faces with different expressions. Some tried to pretend to be calm but could not hide the greed in their eyes, some were unconcealed excitement, and some were impulsive.

But no matter what, no one stepped forward for a while.

After all, the arm of the last Twilight King, just by feeling the momentum, it is clear that it is not an existence that can be easily touched. Taking this step will either achieve destruction or death.

When it comes to making this kind of decision, no matter how greedy a person is, he has to treat it with caution.

Perhaps, young people are more energetic.

While Rooney, the fourth son of the Copperfield family, and Bertrand of the royal family hesitated to move forward, Ashbourne showed a rare act of bravery. He took a step forward, and under everyone's gaze, Walked towards the coffin.

Here comes the first chapter, there will be more later