Chapter 1940:
Just like absorbing the power continuously transmitted to it by human history, the lingua itself began to change its shape.
Until the end, the boundless human face was absorbed, and the spirit of the third permanent organ became a young boy with a light blue gleam all over his body. The appearance was similar to that of Nihui Sixteen Nights, and it appeared behind it. The eternal light wheel of enlightenment.
"I couldn't draw the absorbed spiritual form from my body, so human history poured strength into you, forcibly making you appear as a perfect body...no, should I say that the transcending body comes out?"
Rope looked at the figure in front of him playfully.
"How should I call you?"
"I have no name and no surname--"
The boy said in a voice that could be conveyed in the void.
"Humans need me, so I appear. I don't do any profit or kill, just to ensure the continuation of human history. If you have to give me a name, then call me "hope." I am the embodiment of the ultimate hope of all human beings in the three thousand worlds. "
Should he now be called the "third permanent organ" for the final trial of mankind?
No, he is not trying to set a trial for mankind.
——Humanity ultimately hopes to be "the third permanent organ. Transcendence."
"Truth resides in strength."
Rope's face turned toward the dark blue demon god.
"Is it the profound desperation and greatness of the multiverse, or is it the hope of mankind to win the flames of survival-I look forward to your performance."
Chapter 145 An Anthem of Destruction from the Father of All Demons
Under the invitation of the Cthulhu, the hope of mankind will naturally not be rejected.
——This battle is a must.
From an object to gaining intellect, hope instinct understands one's fate and accepts it happily.
He wants to lead mankind out of ignorance and become a shield, a castle, against the unreasonable darkness and unknown of the universe.
The young man’s leaning posture set off by the halo of perception, stretched out his hand, and the power blessed by the history of three thousand worlds flourishes. After absorbing the surrounding information, it transforms into pure light and heat, turning into a ribbon toward the deep blue demon god. Dazzling and dancing.
Destruction swept across the range of several galaxies.
Standing in the flood of light and heat, the bone mask on Rope's face burst open, and his azure blue eyes turned to pitch black.
"Vientiane is useless, all unfolded--"
After coming to the Hakata world, human beings have not used it once, and the final trial of "Vanxiang is Useless" is finally unfolded by Rope at this moment without reservation.
The light was swallowed in an instant, and the endless darkness centered on the deep blue demon, occupying the entire range of the void.
There is no territory, no distance, no light.
The power that can make the double-digit "domain of full power" fall into the altar instantly, hoping to resist with his own strength.
"It doesn't matter... It's just that, it doesn't matter."
Darkness is constantly infiltrating the fingertips of hope, and is repelled by the third permanent organ after the transcendence.
He is like a lonely beacon in the vast ocean, swearing the indomitability of mankind and the spirit of resistance in human history.
"Human beings are not useless races. Our history, our dignity, and our lives all have special meanings. You must not understand, right? Vientiane is useless."
I hope to let go of his hands and feet completely and rush to Rope at three times the speed of light.
The light blue sword blade that pierced the long night was condensed in his right hand.
The blade was not exquisite at all, it was like an inferior product beaten at will by a craftsman who couldn't understand the forge, and finally thrown into the fire and burned.
But the power of this blade is beyond doubt.
It is the first formal weapon forged by mankind, symbolizing the beginning of mankind's long slaughter and war.
"Wear the sword of war to the **** of war? Ridiculous!"
Luo Pei grabbed the palm of his hand and grabbed the first human sword in his palm.
The center of the other three palms began to gather dark matter energy balls.
"You said I don't understand the meaning of human beings? It's a great story in the world. It is because you understand humans that you can deny humans. Don't you even have this basic understanding?"
Three dark matter energy **** full of divine power were smashed at the heart, kidney, and head of hope.
A single blow knocked the teenager back hundreds of thousands of kilometers away.
Relying on the hope of endless energy to stop the movement, two black holes have appeared horribly all over his body, and his head is even missing, leaving only his neck.
The perpetual motion machine's lingo spins frantically, and regeneration is completed with one breath and one breath.
Hope that there is no pain on his face, he is like a calm berserker, and continues to pounce regardless of loss. The blade was waving in his hand, as if a **** descended to the earth.
The power of every thrust can penetrate a planet.
The aftermath of every slash can tear a piece of void.
The darkness retreated under the youth's silent and high-spirited offensive, replaced by the light of mankind.
"——I want to crack your trial, Vientiane is useless!"
"Please burn your flames."
Rope is not weak in catching every attack of the young man, and his fighting spirit is high.
According to his judgment, even if it is the incarnation of a powerful god, the young man in front of him is even worse. This also makes sense, after all, the hope at this moment is not only to have the power of the third permanent organ, but also to be blessed by the will of Hakata's three thousand worlds.
The twisted dark blue arms were raised, suddenly turned into scarlet and shot towards hope.
That terrible and terrible war power made the young man's perception frantically call the police.
Cannot be hardwired! Must be defensive!
Hope to go back tens of meters, the perpetual motion machine Lingge provides a source of power, and searches for all powers that can be used as defenses from the history of mankind.
The concept of protection formed by the atmosphere of the planet; the strong rock wall of mankind; the first shield made of steel; the boundary line of the country that distinguishes mankind as a unit; the spiritual barrier between mankind and mankind that cannot be understood each other...
All figurative and abstract products are hoped to be revealed in an instant, just to resist the ominous scarlet power.
Rope's war power fell on the protection concept body composed of young people, and it dissipated like smoke.
There is no loss... just like that?
