Final priesthood

"No style."

The proud and noble King of Ancient Brunt whispered these two words.

His slender index finger caressed the gradually healing wound inch by inch, as if he was savoring the aftertaste of the move just now.

"The first of a hundred styles."

Black wings stretched out behind Lu Yuan, and a faint aura of death surrounded him. He had completely returned to his normal appearance.

There was still a light golden color in his eyes that had not completely faded away, and his whole person was vaguely immersed in an indescribable and wonderful state.

Wu is the first of all styles.

Lu Yuan was in a state of urgency given by the countdown in the [Devil] form, the full level combat awareness of lv3 [Invincible Instinct] and the trigger of lv2 [Flash of Inspiration].

Thinking and understanding reached an unprecedented peak.

He tried to combine the many super sure kills and sure kills he had learned with a bunch of other messy active offensive skills.

Forming a unique killing move that surpasses the super sure kill.

Then he failed.

But it worked again.

Failure is far away and you find that this is an impossible goal.

No one can unify the different skills on different panels.

At least he can't do it at this stage, even if his thinking and understanding improves tenfold.

The key to success is that Lu Yuan found a new way and found a new way of thinking——

If complete blending is not possible, then just take a part, a small part, or even a point of each move.

If you can't get even one point, then trace the origin of this move until you get that point.

then.

This is how this finishing skill was born.

Lu Yuan's chest was filled with a touch of pride and joy.

Not only because the birth of [Wushi] successfully broke through the defense of Gubrent, the king of pretentiousness, passed the test and slapped him in the face.

It was also because the process of deducing this move allowed him to discover skill areas beyond super-kill, and provided him with many new and higher-level martial arts ideas.

""The Illustration of the God of War" is no longer just a fantasy, maybe one day... I can actually realize it."

Lu Yuan thought silently, with many inspirations and ideas surging in his heart.

"Nice move."

The handsome man's aftertaste of [Wushi] ended, and the wounds on his body also healed.

He looked at Lu Yuan with admiration and said.

"It is extremely rare for you to be close to the realm of surpassing mortal skills."

It was obviously a compliment, but it sounded awkward to Lu Yuan's ears.

The little pride and joy that filled my heart quickly faded away as if it had been poured with cold water.

Lu Yuan frowned, took a breath, and said to the handsome man calmly: "Give me a chance and do it again."

"Um?"

The handsome man was surprised and puzzled, "Why?

You have passed my test, now it is time to receive your reward."

Lu Yuan shook his head: "But I want to do it again, this time aiming at your face.

The way you are showing off is really annoying."

"."

"Uh-huh."

Somewhere several kilometers away from the battlefield, the three members of Xie Jun's team had just recovered from the trance and confusion caused by the golden light that cut their sight.

Immediately afterwards, I saw clearly how far it would take to return to normalcy.

Then

"Boom!"

My brain completely exploded.

All the doubts, speculations, and denials that had been accumulated before were all confirmed at this moment and turned into reality.

They looked at it for a long time.

With his pure martial arts skills, he first tore apart a walking-level arakkoa with his hands, and then forcibly crushed and killed another person under the siege of four walking-level arakkoa.

After that, he had to fight with the seemingly invincible man who jumped out of the black dome, and finally injured him.

Such an existence has long been defined in their hearts as the ultimate monster.

It's actually a long way? !

How long will it take for the god-blood who refused to join their team and was described by them privately as a "pure noob who knows nothing", a "prince who rose to power through his background connections" and a "baggage that holds him back"? !

"With such a newcomer who knows nothing, the success rate of our operation will be greatly reduced!"

"I don't want our entire team to be babysitters!"

"Haha, luckily that kid didn't come in, otherwise our operation wouldn't have been so smooth."

"The mission is completed. Let's take him with us again, for Lao Song's sake."

"."

The comments that several people had made about Lu Yuan were constantly rolling in their minds, and all the words and scenes came to mind.

A certain moment.

Xie Jun and the others, who were stunned on the spot, seemed to see a huge palm suddenly appear in the air in front of them.

"Huhu——"

Whistling, he slapped them hard on the face.

The slap made each of their heads buzz, and the sides of their cheeks were as hot as if they had been branded with a soldering iron.

"Forehead"

Han Xun stood in mid-air, looking steadily at the two people talking in the distance.

But in his eyes, he could only detect the wounds on the chest of the handsome man who was full of "???".

"he got hurt."

Han Xun looked stunned.

"How? Why."

The fleeting golden light he had seen before kept flashing in Han Xun's mind.

Every time I think about it, there seems to be an inexplicable throbbing in my heart.

He tried to replace either of the two men in the distance.

But no matter how many times I deduced it in my mind.

Change position.

They all seem to get the same result——

"call--"

"call--"

Han Xun took a deep breath, and his right hand holding the ice-blue sword loosened and tightened it many times.

Finally, a trace of complexity and decadence emerged from his eyes.

The handsome man looked at Lu Yuan with a somewhat stunned expression.

With a serious look on his face, it seemed that he would really take action again the next moment, using Lu Yuan's [无style] on his face.

A smile appeared on the handsome man's face for the first time.

"Next time."

He spoke softly.

Then his whole body stretched completely, and his figure gradually fell.

The stagnant death air vortex between heaven and earth seemed to be moving again, and endless black death air gathered.

Lu Yuan felt all these changes and was slightly frightened. He frowned and wondered what the pretentious king in front of him was trying to do.

Sudden

He saw the handsome man in front of him kneel down quietly when he dropped to a height parallel to his feet.

He put one hand on his chest, bowed his head in a respectful manner like a courtier, and said softly: "My lord."

"??!"

Lu Yuanyuan felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he was stunned on the spot.

Countless exclamation marks and question marks flashed through my mind in an instant.

The only thought is: I'm in a hurry! Isn't this what the Crow God left for me?

Humanoid pets?

Although I am very strong, I really don’t want a guy who is more pretentious than me to be around! !

fine.

Facts have proved that Lu Yuan thought too much.

After saying "my lord" like a courtier, the King of Ancient Brent raised his head, and then gently tore open his chest with both hands.

A rich black light bloomed from inside.

Lu Yuan's eyes were instantly attracted.

He saw——

Within the chest of King Brent, there is a feather floating quietly.

A crow feather.

Black, as deep as night.

This feather released a large amount of thick black light, filling the entire chest of the ancient Brent King like meridians and blood vessels.

The King of Gubrent reached into his chest and gently plucked the feathers off.

Holding it with both hands, he held it in front of Lu Yuan.

"My lord.

I have been stuck on the banks of the River Styx for too long.

I have heard the call of the bells of Hades, seen His shadow, and the gates of Hades are opening to me.”

He murmured softly, as if he was recounting some of his longings.

Lu Yuan didn't seem to hear it. All his attention was attracted by the black feathers in front of him.

With a dazed look on his face, he stretched out his hand and picked up the feather.

Didn't feel any weight.

Holding it in hand, it seems to be just a ball of nothingness.

And when he picked up the feather, the ancient Brent King in front of him also began to gradually fade away.

He was like a piece of burned paper ash, disintegrating inch by inch under the breeze.

Turned into billowing black death energy.

Together with the huge vortex of death air in the sky, it quickly surrounded Lu Yuan.

“Go and follow in His footsteps.

My lord.

He said. He is waiting for you."

After the King of Gubrent said the last words, he smiled at Lu Yuan, and then was completely blown away by the wind.

"you!"

Lu Yuan subconsciously reached out to grab it.

But he could only catch a handful of fine black sand.

Then the fine sand flowed out between his fingers in the blink of an eye.

"Well"

Lu Yuan stood there in a daze, unable to understand why such a strong person could disappear in the blink of an eye.

"His power is all given by this feather?"

Lu Yuan suddenly woke up and subconsciously looked down at the black feathers in his hands.

But I found that my hands were already empty.

The black crow feather had already landed on his chest at some point.

It was close to his skin, as if it was melting into it little by little.

At the same time, strange memory scenes began to appear in Lu Yuan's mind.

More and more, more and more turbulent.

The vast amount of black death energy between heaven and earth also completely enveloped him at this moment, desperately drilling into his body.

Lu Yuan's face was twisted, and he couldn't help but reach out and hug his head.

Vaguely, he seemed to see someone approaching him.

"Don't treat me like the evil god's lackey and kill me! I'm a good citizen!"

Before the last trace of clarity left his mind, Lu Yuan thought for a while, grabbed something and threw it in the direction of the person.

Then

The world in front of me completely fell into darkness.

"!"

Han Xun looked startled.

He actually saw the one in front of him, who was so powerful that it was almost beyond his level, suddenly kneel down to the other one.

Then he tore his chest open and took out a ball of nothingness.

In an instant, it was lost in the air.

Before Han Xun could react to the shock of this scene, he immediately discovered that in the secret realm of the Screaming Ruins, the black death energy that had escaped and wandered began to gather in the same direction.

The vastness was all integrated into the body of the young man who survived the battle.

The latter was suspended in mid-air, his eyes tightly closed and his face expressionless.

A large amount of death energy condensed on his body, and a pair of gorgeous, noble and ancient armor emerged.

A trace of noble and terrifying aura spread out from the other party.

This aura made Han Xun feel like he was facing the top beings within Huang Xiong.

It seems that I am meeting a certain supreme monarch at this time, and I have the urge to kneel down and worship.

Xie Jun and the others below had already knelt down.

His forehead was pressed tightly to the ground, and his body was trembling violently.

Han Xun gritted his teeth, suppressed the impulse in his heart, and walked forward step by step.

His experience as a four-winged flying bear allowed him to probably guess.

The scene happening in front of me should be some kind of evil and ancient inheritance ritual.

What he should do most at this time is to try his best to interrupt the ceremony before it is completed!

A large amount of cold air surged from Han Xun's whole body, and his entire body almost turned into pure ice blue.

He faced the indescribable terrifying pressure in the air and stepped closer to the person in the center of the death vortex.

"Huh-huh-"

He was breathing heavily, holding the long knife tightly in his right hand.

Try to calm down your emotions and get rid of those distracting thoughts in your mind.

The terrifying pressure in the air became heavier and heavier, and his body trembled instinctively under this pressure.

The heart is as solid and cold as an iceberg.

He held the knife in both hands and his eyes were indifferent.

He was about to use his most powerful move against the young man in front of him.

Sudden

A black shadow was quickly thrown out of the vortex and shot towards him.

Han Xun subconsciously reached out and grabbed it.

When he saw what was in his hand, he was stunned.

The killing intent all over his body dissipated completely in an instant.

All that was left was a look of confusion and surprise.

I saw that he was holding a small black card in his hand.

On the front of the card - a golden bear was looking at him silently.

One of our own? ? !

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