The site is an endless field of desolate graves, filled with the cries of dying birds and endless flying feathers. Every bird is a messenger carrying the souls of the dead and represents endless murderous intent! With a complicated look in her eyes, Artelucci slowly retreated while holding the white beast. Behind her, Stulut silently held up the giant sword and blocked it in front of her. And in the middle, Victor, illuminated by the only moonlight, looked like the only protagonist in a stage play. He slowly stretched out his hand and drew out a bloody sword out of thin air, and then, dark demonic flames burned on it. The Black Wing Prince did not hide his figure and breath, so Victor locked onto his opponent's figure almost easily. With a bang, and as the air waves surged, the flaming blade in Victor's hand had already arrived in front of the Black Wing Prince. He showed no mercy. "Zheng!" The wings on his waist instantly turned into weapons harder than steel. The Black Winged Prince resisted Victor's attack. He stood straight and said calmly, "Be careful, magician." "The birds are starting to...dance!" As the voice fell, the Black Winged Man turned into a streak of light and turned into a giant bird in the blink of an eye, and the birds in the sky suddenly circled in unison. Under the moonlight, they looked like dancing, graceful and elegant.
Are we... are we watching a stage play? No, you look so ugly, so weird, but you kill someone so gorgeously? Many dead apostles were silent, but most of all, they were shocked by the powerful force of death in the sky. The strong smell of death highlights the gorgeous dance of the dead. Victor raised his eyebrows. For some reason, he had a feeling that if he was hit by this group of birds, he would wither and die like a flower in an instant and fall into eternal death. So, is the principle of Black Wing Prince really related to "death" or "darkness"? Without much thought, he looked up at the group of flying birds, and at this moment, he expressed his heartfelt admiration. "As much as I hate to admit it, the dance of your flock of birds is indeed... unusually gorgeous." Very powerful too. It was not flattery, and in the silence around them, the other ancestors did not utter any mocking laughter. At least they temporarily...acknowledged this. So, how to face it? Victor paused for a moment, and to be honest, he had planned to end the battle quickly, because according to his information, although the Black Wing Prince was extremely powerful, enough to rival the White Wing Prince, he was a behind-the-scenes person and was not good at fighting. If the White Winged Prince is a warrior, then he is a mage. With the Altluchi sickle and two lives, he was confident enough to defeat him with a series of continuous beatings. But if that's the case, it would be a bit of a pity. Since coming to this world, this is the first time that I have fought at such a slow pace, with the etiquette of a duel. The opponent's bird circled in the air and did not attack for a long time. It seemed to be a performance, but it was also giving itself time and enough time to think and find a gap to crack. From this point of view, Victor is willing to give the other party enough respect. In that case, I will cooperate with you and put on a magnificent show.
Victor thought about it and temporarily changed his strategy. "Ah, it makes me nostalgic. Back then, that adult also said something similar to you." The Black Winged Prince led the birds to circle in the sky and spoke in human language: "But unfortunately, people will only be shocked by the contempt in their bones, but never really look at them... So, be careful!" He gave a reminder, and then the birds in the sky began to attack! They are everywhere, from top to bottom, filling every direction and corner, filled with death, as if not wanting to let anyone escape the judgment of death. In this overwhelming momentum, Victor, who was only holding a huge sword, seemed extremely small between heaven and earth. However, Victor is not without a solution. He looked at the flock of birds coming in, chuckled and responded, "Ah, but you have to know that too." "Birds aren't the only ones that can bring death." As he finished speaking, a bird that was in the front of Victor was instantly attacked by a layer of white frost visible to the naked eye, frozen, and fell. At the same time, in the silent world with no other sound except the conversation between the two people, a voice suddenly came - "Tick." The frozen bird fell to the ground with a bang, as if the whole world was shattered! Crack! The desolate and desolate earth cracked instantly, and endless water swept in with the sound of sea waves. Under the astonished gaze of the Black Winged Prince, the entire ground began to be soaked in water, and at the same time, curtains of water surged up instantly, wrapping Victor inside to protect him from the invasion of birds. "There is also the sea that can bury others." As thick fog began to spread and an unsinkable ghost ship slowly emerged, densely packed ghosts appeared on the sea. “And when you, the bird carrying death, encounter a ghost who doesn’t know what death is.” "What should you do, Lord Blackwing?" "Ha ha!" Victor's response first stunned the Black Wing Prince, and then, his calm voice finally let out a heartfelt laugh: "Very good!" He flapped his wings, and countless birds flew around the sword-wielding ghost and rushed towards Victor in the water curtain. At this time, the Black Wing Prince was not idle either. He spread his huge wings, and countless dead feathers shot out, instantly dyeing the ghosts black and completely melting them - “But when death is strong enough, even ghosts will tremble under the wings of birds.” "Tsk." Seeing this, Victor finally couldn't maintain the same chanting posture as the other party. He couldn't help but speak directly: "No, what on earth do birds have to do with death?!" Since ancient times, the messenger of death is also a cat in legends, right?! He looked at his ghost crew members who were melting away crazily, and suppressed his inner complaints: "Don't birds represent the will to fly and be free?!" There was no way, the ghosts couldn't hold on, Victor could only continue to consume his magic power temporarily, and with a wave of his hand he created a dense water curtain to block the birds' advance, while at the same time quickly thinking of countermeasures.
"Haha, maybe it's both, but the reason why I admire birds is because they are the carriers of souls." Legend has it that the crow will take away the soul of the deceased. In fact, it is not just the crow. In ancient times, flying birds have been the hope of countless people. They believed that after death they would turn into birds flying in the sky and eventually fly back to their hometown, or the eternal resting place. “Soul…” After all this time, the other party's principle is about the "soul"?! That would be troublesome. Victor didn't dare say that he had no research on the soul, he could only say that he knew nothing about it. Well... the only little knowledge I have is about androids and necromancy. That being the case... Then try out the new ability~ Victor looked back at Altluqi. If he activated this power, Altluqi might notice something further. But that’s okay. Victor smiled lightly. After all, if they didn't rely on the method of crushing and couldn't find a way to crack it, the competition between the two sides would become extremely boring, a simple competition of magic power to see who could outlast the other first. Frankly speaking, in this regard, even Victor, who has three lives, doesn't think he can beat the opponent, and his attributes are still being suppressed! So he raised his head, looked at the birds that broke through the water curtain and attacked him, and took a deep breath. The next second, complex lines appeared in his eyes, as if he had traveled through endless time and space and saw the end of everything. Anyone who can see it is enough to pay the price and run this "code". However, the real numbers he could see were limited, and the Black Winged Prince was like a pitch-black black hole, bottomless. A thousand years of mystery. If you want to exile someone, you need to pay at least a thousand years of mystery. Fortunately, the two did not fight to the death. "The inherent barrier, the end of no return." He saw it. I saw countless fragments, the magic power was exhausted, and the end was shattered. Under the scarlet moonlight, it was broken by the huge blood-colored explosion, or it was completely shattered by the huge tide of magic power, etc. There was even an end where it was completely solidified, infecting reality, and took hundreds of years to dissipate naturally. So this is how the Fifth Law is applied - and what is the cost? Victor thought about it, and first chose the second way to break it - at that moment, as if in ignorance, from the complete root, from his own soul, he instinctively understood this "knowledge". The price is: all the ghosts in the ghost fleet will die completely - What kind of price is this? Victor was slightly stunned. The entire ghost group, that is nearly thousands of ghosts, and each one is the soul of the enemy killed by Brad himself and imprisoned here!
Each one of them is a human soul...wait, soul... So that's how it is. This is the price... Because it is a result related to the soul, it requires a price related to the soul. But the price is too high. Victor thought with a wry smile that just by breaking the opponent's inherent barrier once, he would lose part of the power of his own inherent barrier forever. No wonder the essence of the fifth method is borrowing. If it doesn’t rely on borrowing... even if ordinary people can use this kind of magic, they can’t afford the price! But it's worth it. Victor slowly closed his eyes, and the next moment, a huge wave swept over him—— "Let me close the final curtain here." Chapter 99, White Winged Lord: This rhythm doesn’t feel right Along with his whispering voice, the next second, the sky and the earth... changed color. The silver moonlight in the sky turned scarlet, and he felt his blood become boiling hot. The breath from the primitive world swept out, and the endless tsunami turned blood-red in an instant! This is... Victor froze there in a trance for a moment. A power from the future? Or a power borrowed from someone else? But no matter what, Victor suddenly chuckled and said, it doesn’t matter. He casually raised his hand, and the blood turned into sharp claws that tore through the sky. With a bang, it swept through the endless flock of birds. The ancestors of the Dead Apostles who were watching the scene all murmured in shock. The dark curtain was like a broken mirror, shattered into pieces... "what……" Seeing this scene, the Black Winged Prince flying in the sky suddenly stopped in place. Then, he seemed to be shocked, and let out a sigh as if relieved. It's really similar to the original... Just like nearly a thousand years ago, that man shattered his magic with a single blow! Never again... Broken! "It actually... broke the inherent barrier..." A trace of emotion finally appeared in the majestic eyes of Lord Bai Yi. He looked at the opponent with fear, but at the same time, the fighting spirit in his heart was uncontrollably aroused. The Black Wing Prince raised his head and watched the dark shadows gradually dissipate. When the originally dark sky was once again replaced by dusk mixed with a hint of golden light, a few circling birds flew away in panic. He could not help but transform into a human form again, and after landing, he fell silent. "I lost." Although, as a thousand-year-old Dead Apostle and a Dead Apostle transformed by a magician, even if he had lost his inherent barrier, his magical attainments accumulated over a thousand years were still inferior to Victor's. However, in this Dead Apostle meeting, it was meaningless for him to worry about the real victory or defeat. The moment the ability developed by the Principle Blood Ring, which was the most representative of the Twenty-Seven Dead Apostles, was shattered, it was proved that the other party was qualified to have an equal dialogue with them.
In fact, he could more or less guess that the opponent would not be able to use such an attack a second time in a short period of time. But the other party did it after all. It even exceeded his original expectation! not bad. While the other dead disciples fell into an eerie silence, the Black Wing Prince calmly folded his wings, slowly turned his head, and suddenly laughed heartily: "That's it." "Are you not going to continue?"
