Chapter 685 0 Sword 1 Thought

Thousand swords, one thought!

Thousands of sword movements were like the sky falling apart and the earth cracking, triggering the force of rolling wind and thunder.

One after another, the fierce sword energy fell from the vast nine heavens, causing everything in the world to resonate with it.

Lord was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that this sword move would actually resonate with all things in the world, and even the earth next door seemed to be echoing his will from afar.

boom!

The majestic spiritual pressure sword energy formed in groups, like jade pillars reaching into the sky and the earth.

The sword energy penetrated the rust-red atmosphere until it reached the earth that was about to collapse.

The will of the planet, the will of all things.

The cries and desires of all living beings condensed and formed like substance, affecting everything in the material universe.

Lord's time incarnation is spread across the entire planet.

Walking in the mountains, walking among ruins, walking under the deep sea, walking on the clouds... He seems to be everywhere, but does not exist anywhere, like a bubble in a dream, like dew or lightning, like an afterimage. Seems real.

When the will of countless living beings converges on one point.

He seemed to be able to truly feel the illusion that he existed in all things and was incarnated in all things.

Buzz buzz—!

I saw the rust-red ocean suddenly boiling, and a cold and indifferent eye emerged.

Those were the eyes of Gheros. He woke up from his half-dream, only because he felt the almost fatal terrifying energy from his 'kind', which was enough to make him fall into deep sleep again and destroy the heart that contained his spirit. The power of the planetary body.

When Ghroth woke up, his overwhelming consciousness swept across the entire planet.

Thousands of miles of sand was thrown high into the sky, and waves of consciousness swept away. Tony and the others felt a splitting headache, as if a red-hot iron had been forcefully inserted into them, their orifices were bleeding, and they held their heads and screamed in agony.

"No...impossible!"

Enlil's eyes narrowed and he said in horror: "Eighteen hundred temples are still there, how could He wake up now?!"

Lord remained silent, but he guessed some of the reasons in his heart.

I'm afraid that Gehroth's awakening is inseparable from his 'Thousand Swords and One Thought'. After all, this is the first time to use Swastika. Unexpectedly, it actually stirred up the will of the earth, and the sword style forcibly gathered the thoughts of thousands of creatures.

Lean less and your consciousness will become calm.

Gehroth already understood everything that was happening at the moment. The cold huge pupil turned slightly and locked on the thousands of Lord's incarnations from a distance. His consciousness shook the void and uttered a strange sharp syllable: "It's... again... .You...actually...haven't...died yet!"

Enlil was shocked, and when he looked at Lord again, there was horror and horror in his eyes.

If it was just his personal speculation before and there was no actual evidence, now he is sure that that person must have participated in the 'War in Heaven' and is an 'old antique' who has survived eons ago!

However, Lorde, who was regarded as an 'old antique', was also greatly shocked at this moment.

He never expected that the Outer God Gherros actually knew him, and seemed to be very familiar with him. From his resentful eyes, it could be seen that he had suffered a huge loss.

But...this is impossible!

He knew Gehroth because he had read related books in his previous life.

Theoretically speaking, the last time Gherroth was active must have been at least hundreds of thousands of years ago. He had not traveled through time at that time. How did Gherroth know him?

He thought that by finding the Akkadian civilization, the mystery that troubled him would be solved.

But now, instead of being solved, he was shrouded in a bigger mystery. Intricate clues kept pouring out, making him feel like he was getting confused again and again, and he was a little panicked for a while.

"Hello--!!!"

Enlil roared and pulled Lord back to reality.

"No matter who you are, since you have participated in the 'War in Heaven', you must know how harmful the [Outer Gods] are, right?" Enlil looked back at the boiling Red Sea, with a flash of determination in his eyes. : "I have one thing to ask of you, and it's...in the name of Akkad."

Lord looked at the determination in Enlil's eyes and nodded slowly and heavily.

"We...did a lot of wrong things."

Enlil's eyes were gloomy, he clenched his fists, and said in a low voice: "Akkad's fate has long been destined to perish. Whether it is its former glory or betrayal, it will gradually disappear over time, so I would like to ask you... ..pass on the Akkadian civilization.”

"How to pass it on?"

Lorde did not refuse him, or could not bear to refuse.

Akkad is a tragedy from the beginning to the end. They have never abandoned anyone, they treat all living things with sincerity, and they do not hesitate to destroy the family to protect the real universe. However, they are constantly betrayed and abandoned by others, and finally reach the end of destruction.

A race that just wants to survive from beginning to end, Lord has no position and no reason to accuse them of right or wrong.

But at least... at least... give Akkad the ending he deserves.

The heroes who once protected the world should not be allowed to die as sinners.

"There are... twenty-two children in the temple."

Enlil looked at the distant horizon with a sad smile on his face: "They are the last Akkadians, inheriting the purest bloodline and have not been tainted by Gheros, so I pray to you... Is it okay to protect the last members of Akkad’s clan?”

"I agree to your wish."

Lord shouted loudly, tore apart the void with a wave of his hand, and forcibly connected the broken channel: "The next battle is not something you can participate in. Let's go back to Soul Society together."

The moment the words fell, the boundary-breaking passage suddenly opened.

The pain-stricken Avengers and the twenty-two tribesmen who inherited the Akkad bloodline were forcibly introduced by the sudden emergence of a broken world.

Having solved all his worries, a smile spread across Enlil's face: "Thank you, please allow me to use Akkadian etiquette to express my gratitude to the great you, thank you for your willingness to protect us who are guilty of sin."

"They will live in the ruins of Akkad."

After Lord hesitated for a moment, he decided to reassure Enlil and said, "Cain, the cursed son of God, will take good care of those children, so you can rest assured."

"Cain...so that's it."

Enlil was slightly startled, then he smiled and shook his head, and said softly: "Now Akkad has no sacrifices that can be offered to the great you, so please allow me to use my last strength to help you clear the obstacles. Bar."

"As for Cain...please don't tell him that you have met me."

"Let him...think we're all dead."

"This is Akkad's... ultimate fate!"

Enlil raised his hands high, his blood vessels bursting out and bursting with plasma, and he looked up to the sky and roared: "Akkad, the descendant of the gods, the god-king Enlil is here to beg your ancestors to save you again... again ...our world!!!”

One thousand eight hundred temples bloomed with huge golden light.

The golden light that shook the heaven and earth propped up the sky pillars, the majestic divine light made boundless ripples, and countless fighting cries came from the void.

"Ah! Ka! De!"

Gehros let out a scream, already guessing Enlil's plan: "How dare you... betray me!"

"Betrayal? Hahahaha..." Enlil laughed wildly: "We are the Akkadian clan, how can we cooperate with you? We have been sealed for hundreds of thousands of years, even your brain has been sealed? Since then From beginning to end...we have no intention of cooperating with you!!!"

Those 1,800 temples, which worship the remnant souls of Akkadian ancestors, are the key to suppressing Gherros.

Now Enlil, with the order of the last god-king of Akkad, forcibly activates the remnant souls in 1,800 temples, awakening the remnant souls of ancestors from thousands of years ago, coming across the endless boundless time and space, and once again Fight for all living things!

"We...are Akkad!"

"We are God's people and should protect all living creatures!"

"Use blood as a sword, use soul as a spear, fight until the blood dries up, fight until the soul disappears!"

"Gherroth...we are back!!!"

Gehros, who had initially awakened, let out an earth-shaking roar under the suppression of the vast golden light.

The surface of the planet cracked into ravines with a depth of 10,000 meters. Hot magma spewed out from the core like a tsunami. Infinite will burst out from the huge eyeballs, tearing the void into countless dark cracks. After the dazzling golden light gathered, Suppressed on the sea level!

"Quick! Now!"

Enlil's eyes were red, and he roared with piercing anger: "Let's destroy him together and end all this!!!"

"Bye now......"

Luo De couldn't hide the sadness in his eyes, and finally said: "Thousands of swords, one thought!"

Buzz! ! !

At this moment, heaven and earth are swords.

Mountains and rivers are swords, grass, trees, bamboos and stones are swords, the sun, moon and stars are all swords!

Wherever you look, mountains and rivers rise from the ground, the light of stars falls, vegetation, bamboo and rocks sway, and the endless sword energy that permeates the sky and earth is like a pen dipped in thick ink, depicting a majestic and boundless scene. giant picture scroll.

The starry sky is crumbling, and the Big Dipper is trembling and pointing to this place.

Qian Bailuo De raised his arms and swung his sword, and in the terrifying murderous intention that shook the world, he cut down the sky with one sword!

The stars dotted the mountains and rivers, and the scroll of thousands of miles slowly unfolded.

Like a river, like a great abyss, like raging fire, like thunder...the majestic sword energy that covered the sky and the sun cut through the sky one after another, mixed with the shouts of thousands of creatures, blooming with unparalleled brilliance The brilliance falls like a rainbow penetrating the sun.

Even if the sun, moon and stars shine together, they cannot conceal the ultimate magnificence of this sword.

If the Eight Thousand Flowers of Mao flow here, I am afraid that I will sigh: If there is an ultimate in swordsmanship, then it will be here at the end.

boom! ! !