Chapter 470 The Sage Appears

Ashbern's steps were slow but extremely determined.

Unlike others, others may simply be chasing power, and there may be some hesitation between life and power, but for Ashborn, he has no retreat.

This time, he faced not only the opportunity to become a realm of destruction, but also the opportunity to survive.

It's even related to whether he can get his beloved woman back.

That guy Ron had already arrived in the royal city, and it seemed like he had no intention of leaving in the short term. The thought of Isabel having to be tortured by that damn bastard Ron day and night made Ashbourne filled with grief and anger.

Moreover, based on the relationship between herself and Ron, even if she didn't take the initiative to find trouble with him, the guy probably wouldn't let her go.

The reason why he has not taken action until now may be that the guy just wants to taste the taste of cat and mouse. Maybe seeing himself trembling, that guy can get the ultimate pleasure from it. A super powerful being like Ron will It is normal to have some perverted hobbies.

There is no way, the stronger the practitioner is, the more distorted his character will be.

Thinking that one day he would be teased like this, Ashborn became increasingly sad and angry. He didn't want to be a mouse being teased all the time. He wanted to become a real strong man that no one dared to offend.

This is the strongest will.

Far stronger than anyone else, an obsession that even everyone else combined cannot match.

His speed is not fast, but every step is so determined that there is no room for criticism.

However, just as Axiborne passed by Karem, the old guy suddenly stretched out his hand to stop Axiborne.

"Your Highness the Holy Son, don't be anxious."

While talking, Karem took out a bottle of magic potion from the storage ring.

The potion was light green, crystal clear, and definitely extraordinary at first glance.

Although the mouth of the bottle has not yet been opened, as soon as the bottle was taken out, a special breath gradually spread out, like a fresh and natural wind blowing across the face. Everyone present felt slightly shaken. Originally, it was because of the last Twilight King. arms, and the somewhat disordered consciousness suddenly woke up.

Karem handed the potion to Axibon: "Your Highness the Holy Son, there is extremely strong pollution on the arm of the last Twilight King, which can corrode the practitioner's will. Even I have a hard time resisting the corrosion. , one mistake, and the spirit falls into chaos, it will be a disaster."

"This potion is called Qingxin. It has the effect of protecting spiritual wisdom and dispelling evil spirits. It is enough to ensure that His Royal Highness the Holy Son's spiritual wisdom will not be destroyed by the will of the last Twilight King."

Seeing the potion that Karem brought in front of him, Ashbourne grinned slightly.

Simmons is worthy of being his best partner. What he said is right. The old guy Kareem did let him take the potion before he was ready to swallow the energy of the Twilight King's stump.

The means of signing a contract are still too obvious. On the contrary, taking magic potion even has the title of protecting the spiritual intelligence and driving away evil spirits... Bah, what about protecting spiritual intelligence and driving away evil spirits?

Eighty percent of this potion can control the mind.

Once he takes the magic potion, even if he can really break through to the realm of destruction, he will probably become a puppet controlled by Karem. This old thing is really no joke.

However, in the face of this potion, Ashborn couldn't refuse it. If he refused at this time, the old man Karem might even fall out on the spot. After all, refusing would mean that he had seen through his plan.

And once he becomes a destruction-level master, he will definitely not let this old thing go.

Kareem is cunning and will never allow such a threat to exist. He will definitely destroy himself before he becomes a destructive powerhouse.

Thinking of this, Ashborn reached out and took the potion. He raised his head and swallowed the liquid in the bottle right in front of Karem. Then, as if to encourage his own courage, he smashed the bottle into pieces with a snap. , stepped forward, and walked towards the remaining limbs of the last Twilight King.

Looking at Ashborn's back, Karem's wrinkled old face bloomed like a chrysanthemum.

However, Karem did not notice that Axiburn had turned around, and a trace of light green liquid slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth. In a short time, his chest was already wet.

All the magic potion he had just swallowed was spat out by Ashbourne.

This time, Axiburn spent even longer, a full hour and a half, before he finally walked in front of the left arm of the last Twilight King. At close range, the ancient and primitive aura became more intense and indescribably majestic, just like It was a huge mountain that pressed down on top of Axiburn's head, making Axiburn unable to even breathe.

He pursed his lips and relied on his extremely firm will to resist the terrifying pressure. Then he slowly raised his right hand and stretched it towards the left arm of the last Twilight King.

Buzz!

The moment Ashborn's fingers touched the skin of the last Twilight King, there was a loud sound in his mind, as if thunder exploded in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Ashborn's body trembled suddenly, and scarlet blood oozed from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

A surging energy swept over like a tsunami, instantly pouring into Ashborn's sea of ​​consciousness. Poor, although his sea of ​​consciousness was called the sea of ​​consciousness, it was not a real ocean. How could it contain such terrifying energy?

In the blink of an eye, the sea of ​​consciousness has been turned upside down.

Not to mention this, Ashborn's body is also undergoing tremendous changes.

With a sneer, the clothes on his body were instantly shaken to pieces by the violent energy, revealing his body full of corroded scars. On the ugly skin, there were cracks one after another, accompanied by a rapid clicking sound. emerge.

It seemed that in the next moment, Ahiburn's body would completely collapse and turn into pieces.

This scene made many people's hearts twitch.

Regarding the current Axiburn, the remaining dozen or so people all have quite weird ideas. On the one hand, they hope that Axiburn will fail. After all, everyone wants to become a destructive master, and no one wants others to become destructive masters. Level master.

But on the other hand, if Ashbern can succeed, doesn't it mean that he also has a chance of success?

In just a short moment, Ashburn's back turned into yellow earth that had been dry for three years, with cracks that looked extremely scary. Some of the cracks were even so big that you could even see the white skin inside through the cracks. Dense bones, bloody muscles, and squirming internal organs.

It can be seen more clearly that there seems to be some kind of weird thing in the internal organs, like a worm slowly crawling in the internal organs, highlighting the creepy traces.

Gudong.

The sound of swallowing saliva continued to sound all around.

It has to be said that, regardless of the success rate of absorbing the energy of the last Twilight King, this picture alone looks really scary.

Fortunately, these are the only abnormalities that can be seen for the time being.

Although Ashborn's situation looked scary, in a short period of time, the energy of the last Twilight King did not seem to completely destroy Ashborn. On the contrary, the aura on Ashborn was rising.

Legendary four-star, five-star, six-star...

Almost every once in a while, Ahiburn's strength will break through to the next level.

The hurdles that are usually as difficult as climbing to the sky in front of practitioners seem to have turned into flat ground and can be easily passed.

But in just over an hour, Axiburn unexpectedly reached the level of the legendary nine-star level. This was already the realm of the country-protecting war god Agulal.

Everyone around looked at each other and could see the greed in each other's eyes.

Let’s not talk about whether it can break through the realm of destruction, just the legendary nine stars is enough to make people excited.

If you weren't so greedy, just broke through the current level, and then immediately retreated, wouldn't you be able to gain a lot without taking the risk of death?

I don’t know how many people are silently making such a plan in their hearts, but these people have never considered it. With their own realm rising steadily, can they really withstand that kind of temptation?

I'm afraid when the time comes, the thought in my heart will be: Give it a try, maybe?

Regardless of the inner thoughts of these people, just before the coffin, Ahiburn had completely closed his eyes. He knew nothing about the situation in the outside world, and he didn't even know what changes had occurred in his body.

At this moment, his soul has completely entered a very mysterious space.

scarlet.

The extremely rich smell of blood.

The entire soul seems to have been completely immersed in the sea of ​​blood.

The first level of the seven levels of illusion is the illusion of killing.

In front of him were dense jungles and mountain peaks. Ashborn's soul was located on the top of a mountain range.

His soul looked very wrong. Although his soul was very solid and almost indistinguishable from a real person, his eyes had already turned scarlet, and waves of hoarse, beast-like roars came from his throat.

Out of control.

It was obvious that Ashbern's soul could not withstand the power from the last Twilight King, and fell directly into chaos and abnormality. What is left in his soul now is only the ultimate violence and murderous intention.

He wants to destroy everything.

He wanted to vent.

I want to vent the energy that is constantly seeping into my soul.

Finally, a strange sound came from all around, and some figures suddenly appeared in the dense jungle.

These people all held scimitars, swords and other weapons in their hands. They were like a group of madmen. They screamed sharply in their throats and rushed towards Ashburn desperately.

Those pairs of blood-red eyes made people's scalp numb.

However, not only did Ashbern not have any fear, on the contrary, his soul even showed an ugly smile.

Great, the target that allowed him to vent to his heart's content finally appeared.

Ouch ah ah ah ah...

Ashborn's soul suddenly let out a distant roar, and he raised his right hand and stretched it forward.

The mouth formed by the soul opened in a grin, almost tearing to the base of the ears:

"die."

Puff puff puff puff...

As soon as the gloomy voice spread on the top of the mountain, the bodies of the people in front of them burst into pieces and turned into minced meat.

The scarlet color of the mysterious space became more and more intense, and minced flesh and blood scattered from the air like raindrops. Smelling the smell of blood, the violence and impulse in Ashbourne's soul not only showed no sign of being vented, but even became worse. Rich.

…

Meanwhile, just outside the headquarters of the Heart of Nature Church.

A stooped old man quietly entered the church headquarters in front of the two paladins.

This old man was wearing a pair of coarse linen clothes, his beard and hair were all white, and his face was full of wrinkles.

At first glance, he is not a believer of the Church of the Heart of Nature, and he is definitely not a wealthy person. Ordinarily, such a person is not qualified to enter the church headquarters. The most important duty of the gatekeeper is to stop some short-sighted people. Idiots, trespassing where they shouldn't be.

But at this time, the two powerful paladins seemed not to notice the old man walking carelessly in front of them.

Not to mention, even the magic circle guarding the church headquarters showed no reaction at all.

It seemed that the person who just walked past was not a real old man, but a shadow.

Just like this, we walked all the way to the front of the church. Looking at the magnificent church, the old man finally raised his head and grinned with a mocking smile.

It is said that the church headquarters is the most heavily guarded place in the world, but it seems like a complete joke to him. There is no place in the world that he cannot go to.

A thousand years ago, he once broke into the headquarters of a church and used the mysterious language passed down by Archibald to obtain the inheritance of the last Twilight King, and even took charge of the right arm of the last Twilight King.

He also became the second strong man to break through to the realm of destruction within eight thousand years after Archibald.

Everyone calls him a sage and regards him as a being on the same level as a blasphemer.

But only he himself knows what kind of gap there is between himself and the blasphemer Archibald.

He broke through the realm of destruction and entered the realm of myth.

However, in the mythical realm, they are not real gods, but demigods.

But the blasphemers are real gods.

Demigod and true god are one word different, but their strength is vastly different. That is the goal that he has been chasing all his life.

He used to spend a lot of effort and practice hard, trying to get himself into that field, but he couldn't do it, he couldn't do it at all. Every step of improvement was as difficult as a natural chasm, so difficult that it was despairing.

But, he will never give up.

Even though he is not as talented as Archibald, he is still very smart and he is good at using foreign objects.

It's like he once reached the pinnacle of legend with the help of the Andre family's resources.

With the help of the right arm of the last Twilight King, he became an existence in the realm of destruction and myth.

He knows better than anyone else how terrifying the last living Twilight King is. He slaughters gods like dogs. Even after eight thousand years of death, even if it is just the remains of a corpse, he still has great power.

What if...the remaining limbs of the last Twilight King could be gathered together?

Can it be reassembled into a complete body?

Then, if you transfer your soul into this corpse and turn the body of the last Twilight King into your own, will the energy contained in the corpse of the last Twilight King be converted into your own energy?

By using this energy, can I really step into the realm of true God?

I don't know... This is just an idea in his mind. He is not sure whether it will succeed, but he has a hunch that the probability of success is still quite high.

In this way, collecting the remaining limbs of the last Twilight King was a plan that had to be put on the agenda, especially after the Andre family had also started taking action, so he had to speed up.

snort.

Andre family.

A bunch of idiots with their eyes above their heads.

What kind of guardian of destiny do you still call yourself?

He's just a slave to some strong men. Do you really think he is some great being?

Moreover, he is also greedy. He has already tried to steal the lifeblood of the last Twilight King, and now he wants to get his hands on the left arm of the last Twilight King. He is simply seeking death.

In a pair of cloudy eyes, a flash of murderous intent suddenly flashed, and then quickly disappeared. He still had that old and hunched look, and walked toward the Papal Palace with a trembling body.

…

the other side.

In the royal city, Ron, who had just killed his ancestor Agulal, was also flying towards the headquarters of the Heart of Nature Church with Irelia, Mirabell and several other women.

After such a long delay, I don’t know what has become over there.

Perhaps because of the interference from the remaining limbs of the last Twilight King, no message has been conveyed for a long time.

Chapter 2 is presented.