Chapter 427: Deep Sorrow (36): Battle with the Emperor (Part 2)

Forcibly holding back the pain and the feeling of blood gushing upward, Roca looked at the entire right arm that had temporarily lost consciousness.

The place that was rubbed emitted wisps of soft, pure black smoke that floated vertically upward in an abnormal state. The exposed bones quickly turned red and shiny, and the muscles at the wound began to quickly turn black and deteriorate, just like rotten meat that had been stored for a long time, emitting an unpleasant stench while being corrupted and becoming very fragile.

With a slight pinch, it turned into a pool of broken mud like a piece of tofu.

"This is the price of betraying the emperor."

Ivan XXII's voice became extremely ethereal. He suddenly jumped up and leaped into the air of this "underworld" and "hell". With his back to the crimson moon hanging high in the sky, he clenched his fists tightly and crossed them in front of his chest. The voice in his mouth was amplified several times, and he chanted the incomprehensible Cruzde spell in an extremely ethereal and terrifying way:

"The reciprocation of [Order] leads to [Chaos]; the end of [Chaos] reshapes [Order]."

"The domain of the underworld guides the transformation of the future, and the reciprocating iron of time and space reshapes the universe."

After the spell was chanted, countless black phantoms rushed out from the surging crimson sea.

They were in pain, wailing, roaring, and scolding, as if they had really endured hundreds of millions of hours of torture in the endless hell, and had "sorrow" and resentment.

Soon, a thick bright red halo formed around Ivan XXII's body. From the perspective of "Future" and Roca, this halo overlapped with the crimson moon behind him in a circular shape. The scene was extremely strange, but it was rare and spectacular.

After all, as the crosses emitting spiritual light retreated to the surroundings, a hurricane of dark red hot liquid had already surged behind Ivan XXII, rushing towards the highest sky, as if there was a powerful but unstoppable water pump running.

In just a few seconds, while "Future" was still considering how to activate the magic source power and find a direction to try to attack, the glory of gods emerged from the stone pillars that had just risen. They stretched out blue metal chains and connected to Ivan XXII's back, continuously transferring the energy stored here for thousands of years into his body.

Not long after, a pair of huge bat-like wings stretched out from his back, flapping, reflecting the iconic double-headed eagle pattern of the Cruzde Empire.

There was even a wide tail made of closely interlocked bones growing outward, and the end of it fell to the ground about ten meters away from the body.

"Ivan XXII may have used the power of hell, which may be more terrifying than the 'power of the underworld'." "Future" analyzed:

"The plan he once led to dig through the earth may really be connected to the underworld and hell. These powers are somewhat different from those of the ancient gods. If they are not from hell, I can't imagine where else in the world and the universe can have such a power that exudes such an extremely disturbing atmosphere."

"That's right." Ivan XXII's hearing and vision were enhanced to the extreme under the blessing of power. He heard the whispered analysis of "Future", confident but not losing Crazy said:

"Now, I must admit that you and the boy beside you are indeed excellent examples of the "New Construction Plan" to transform humans. I am very reluctant to take action against you. However, as an emperor, the bottom line is loyalty. Incomplete loyalty is absolute disloyalty. I would call unprecedented loyalty - hostility."

"It seems that Roca's sneak attack was successful, Ivan XXII, you are no longer considered a human now, right?" "Future" smiled, raised his head and looked at Ivan XXII, who was already unrecognizable, with a body that showed the superposition of the evil god and the devil of the underworld, but barely maintained a human body, and said.

Although he snorted in his throat and was unwilling to admit it, Ivan XXII did not disdain to use lies to cover up his strength. Being strong is destined to be strong, and there is no need to conceal the strength.

His chest protruded too much forward, standing to the extreme, and his body unconsciously "shrinking" backwards, constantly absorbing strength under the drag of the metal chain.

Feeling that his body had reached its peak and his energy was full, Ivan XXII roughly broke all the chains with his bare hands, and emitted red lasers from his eyes. In just a few blinks, all the stone pillars were blown to pieces, and their power was no less than any artillery Cruz had ever put into actual combat.

Slowly landing on the ground, Ivan XXII walked to the "Future" and Roca with heavy steps, muttered something in his mouth, and then stretched out several palms covered with sticky substances from the ground, tightly grasping the ankles, calves and waists of the two people, and bound them in place.

"This is my power, the strength of the [Orderer]." Ivan XXII said, stretching out his black right hand covered with scales, and "gently" pulled off Roca's useless arm, with a light green glow on his fingertips. Just tapping the broken end, Roca grew a mechanical arm that was unconscious but barely usable, with silver-white and black-gold interweaving.

"This is the 'mechanical resurrection' that is exclusive to the Prayer. When I just advanced to Sequence 2: Abandonment, my brother Mekarev asked me to copy this ability." Ivan XXII introduced it without losing any time:

"We, the Orderers, had no power at all before we were promoted to Sequence 3, and were almost like ordinary humans. Apart from occasionally using some magic power skills that did not affect the overall situation of the battle, we had no special professional skills.

"You know, the sign of the beginning of the Steam Age has never been the so-called 'First Steel Event'. The crude factories built by those low-end monsters are just the most low-end existence. The real sign is the 'Detection Collapse Event'."

"'Detection Collapse'? 'The beginning of the Steam Age'? What do you want to express?" "Future" questioned.

"In the first year of Steam, the magic power values ​​detected in the four points from west to east in Cruzde, 'Carlov Central Forest', 'Southern Swamp Ancient City Ruins', 'Iceland River Source Mountain Stream', and 'Eastern Cave of the City of Heavenly Punishment', were lower than the standard of 'Eleventh Day, the day when the Lord and the Dragon coexist' defined in the Holy Word. The world officially entered the 'End of the Magic Power Era'. In order to cover up this unfavorable situation, later people officially defined it as the 'Steam Age'." Ivan XXII replied:

"Therefore, for us [Orderers], if we want to gain magic, 's position is particularly difficult. I can only speed up my absorption of magic power by using technology to continuously transform my body in a small way. Even the promotion of the order level is completed by artificial order gods.

"It is difficult for you to imagine how long and arduous a period I have gone through. Even in the Steam Age, even as one of the heirs to the throne of Cruz, without a great breakthrough in magic power, no achievements and breakthroughs in the extraordinary field, as the weakest member of the royal family, I was sent to the border, which was called "training" but was actually "exile".

"So, when I was finally able to use the professional power of [Orderer], I chose the path of "copying and fusion" instead of "learning and understanding". After all, human life is limited, and even gods will fall one day.

"So far, all the skills of the sixteen professions exist in my body. The skill that resurrected me just now is the special skill of [Frightener] that combines the "Power of the Underworld" and the "Glory of the Ten Thousand Underworlds", "Resurrection". It can make the body destined to die rejuvenate with the help of the dark power, but I will lose my human appearance. "

"So... my attack itself is effective, right?" Roca struggled and asked with a gasp.

"Indeed, kid, so I said you are excellent." Ivan XXII lifted Roca's chin with one hand and said:

"My self-confidence sometimes brings disaster, but as a ruler, you must have absolute confidence, otherwise, people in a pessimistic state will not be able to gather strength.

"Until now, I still give you one last chance. Either follow me or be slowly tortured by me to satisfy my need to calm my anger. Whether you become one of the leaders of the new human empire, a hero of the 'Restart Era', or die in humiliation like a lowly insect, it all depends on the moment of your change of mind. As an emperor, I am still tolerant and generous enough to talents."

"Instead of..." Roca gritted his teeth and looked up angrily at Ivan XXII's increasingly ugly and distorted body in black armor. He felt a little more contempt for this devilishly chattering emperor.

A thick layer of flames appeared on the surface of his body again. After whimpering and howling like a wolf for a few times, he struggled to respond:

"Instead of wearing shackles and sins, helping evil people and living in humiliation, it is better to live freely and hard for justice. This world should not be like this. We would not have entered the hopeless wasteland night and endured hunger, cold, loneliness and death.

"'Your Majesty', we lost people have never bowed to disasters, let alone to the creators of disasters. We are emotionally faded and can no longer understand the fear of human beings. Moreover, even in the future, after the 'Restart Era', the world should not be controlled by one person. Human beings are a race with wisdom...

"Only when a steady stream of people move forward for their dreams can they truly break through the shackles and reach the other side of the universe. Therefore, as the initiator of the disaster, you must die. Even if Roca and I are torn apart and destroyed by this hell you created today, there will be more people who will continue to challenge you after you wake up for justice and peace."

"So, is this your answer?" Ivan XXII smiled contemptuously.

Then, several steel wires sprang out from his chest and penetrated into Roca's blue, rapidly beating heart, which belonged to the lost one.