Chapter 371

Wilde stretched his own domain to the extreme, and at the same time made his body bigger and bigger like inflated, countless tentacles emerged from the depths of the ground and shattered mountains and ground.

He is like a huge mountain, even a snowstorm can't shake it at all.

Just looking at it is enough to make people feel hopeless and small.

But such a magnificent body has no inconvenience at all, and the black wizard even feels that he has never experienced such a light moment in his life.

Because the soul and will have reached the end, the powerful force rising from the bottom of the long river of death is like floating bubbles gently supporting his body.

When his field of vision continued to rise and reached a height high enough to see the entire Nuojin and the wall of gray mist surrounding the entire world in the distance, a realization really emerged from the bottom of his heart——Wilde, as a human being, is indeed dead .

The new existence is Wilde, who can be called a "god", and is the master of the end of everything. Now, as long as he wants to, with all his strength, he can bring the whole Nuojin to the end of destruction.

All those beings under his sight are nothing but ants that can be crushed to pieces.

"call--"

He whips up winds when he breathes, lifts the ground with every move, shatters everything in the blink of an eye, and feels as if he was born to rule when he looks around.

Joseph raised his head, fixedly staring at the wriggling monster like a mountain, panting heavily, and raised the long sword again with all his strength, igniting a white flame, but his hands began to tremble.

He is not afraid.

It's just that the bloody wounds on his body and the broken sword in his hand are like a tangible mountain, which seems to crush him at any moment...

The body of the evil god in front of him looks like a huge sarcoma, like countless tubes inserted, covered with thick and slippery tentacles, and those purple-black tentacles are covered with bloodshot.

He used several of the largest tentacles as supports to prop up his body. The moment that huge body stood up, it almost caused a landslide.

The ground, which had been scraped off several layers of skin by the battlefield, once again cracked countless cracks like thin ice that had been crushed, revealing the criss-crossed steel structure below.

Wilde in the air seemed to be a ball of thread, and also like the head of a snake-haired witch who would petrify at a glance in the legend. The tentacles with teeth and claws were as dense as hair.

Every tentacle is a part of his body.

"Gulu..."

Accompanied by a strange sound, a face belonging to the human Wilde grew out of the top of the sarcoma. He opened his eyes and looked down.

With a huge stature, he overlooks the entire battlefield from high to low, and his eyesight is at the level of a god, so he can easily see everyone's face on the battlefield, everyone's expression of despair and fear.

He let out a "chichi" laugh from inside his body, and the sound wave spread, and several humans screamed and died because of the sound: "It turns out that looking down on the world is such a wonderful feeling, and this is the power I pursue all my life... "

Wilde murmured, and then suddenly remembered a familiar face.

The gentle smile of that young man with a bookish air, and the obscure eyes when he stared at everyone, those eyes seemed to be as strange as spanning the whole world.

How does the bookstore owner view the world?

Wilde thought in his heart, is he also like me... No, Mr. Lin is far above me, a height I can't imagine. How could I figure out Boss Lin's thoughts so easily?

Even at this point, he still didn't even dare to think about Boss Lin's realm.

Because he was able to reach the god level, all relying on Boss Lin's instruction and guidance, so how strong the latter is is no longer conceivable.

Wilde looked at the physically and mentally exhausted Joseph—this old enemy who had been entangled with him for many years, just like an ordinary old man, his body was wet with sweat and snow, he lost his armor and strength, his pale hair, wrinkles and fatigue His eyes could no longer be concealed by his muscular and powerful body.

It's hard to imagine that two years ago, he was still hiding because of Joseph's pursuit.

But now... everything is different.

He looked at a dark battlefield, and suddenly felt like a child in his heart. He really wanted to end all this and quickly hand over his answer sheet to Boss Lin. That existence might look at him with gentle eyes, and then give him nothing. Don't be stingy with compliments.

Ha, no no no, that's too greedy Wilde, he said to himself.

Just bow your head in humility, give everything, accept everything.

That's enough... right?

...

The defeat was like a mountain, and the knights who retreated under Winston's order did not even dare to look back at Wilde, and tried their best to run out of this ever-expanding field.

"Boom!"

The ground shattered, and countless tentacles broke out of their shells. Before the knights could react, the tentacles had already firmly grasped them, and with a little force, they directly crushed the knights by their waists. Blood and internal organs splashed like cheap garbage. sprinkle.

Melissa looked at the internal organs of the knights that fell together with the snow, and was poured from the head by the blood of those unfamiliar or familiar knights.

Even with scalding heat.

But Winston's footsteps hardly paused, and Melissa, who had just woken up, avoided a few tentacles on his back and continued to run wildly.

Only then did the girl recover from her stupor, screamed, struggled up and shouted: "Let me down! Let me go back! Didn't you say that Joseph is a hero? Why did you run away, why didn't you save him?! Why? ..."

"it's useless."

Winston's heart was twisted, and he said with difficulty: "You have already seen that with our strength, there is absolutely no way to help save your father. We can't even resist the aftermath! Listen, he will be killed by everyone. Heroes remembered by all..."

"I don't want, I don't want a hero...I don't want Joseph to be a hero..."

Melissa closed her eyes, tears rolled down, and said with a sob: "I only want my father to live."

Winston was silent for a while, and then said: "Unless..."

Melissa's crying voice paused: "Unless?"

Winston said in a deep voice, "Unless the bookstore owner is willing to lend a helping hand to us."

"Bookstore...you mean, Boss Lin?"

Hearing this name, Melissa was startled.

"Yes, only he can save your father."

Winston hesitated for a moment, but thinking that Melissa, who had gone through all this hell, was no longer a child, she should be able to understand the meaning: "The Tower of Secret Rites has probably decided to give up on Joseph, and the only one who can save him is the one who is still alive." The owner of the bookstore who is watching everything."

Wow——

The blood of another knight who was torn apart by the tentacles splashed out, and the warm blood was steaming on the cold battlefield.

But at this moment, Melissa's broken brain calmed down.

After several months, when she first met, the bookstore owner's deep eyes were still in front of her eyes, and the bewitching voice sounded in her mind again——

[Do you want power? As long as you are conscious and able to endure this pain, these books are the key to open that door. 】

Then Mr. Lin handed her a book titled "The Key to the Door: The Origin".

She reached out and opened—

Those crazy words surpassed memory and time at this moment, rushing into Melissa's mind like a torrent, the taboo door was reopened, and distorted symbols appeared before her eyes again.

Suddenly, Melissa hugged her head, and she clenched her teeth, as if someone had stirred her brain with a red-hot shovel, and the pain was even deeper than the pain of facing the complete body of Wilde.

During the turbulence, Winston seemed to put her down, and the anxious voice asked from far away and nearer: "Melissa, what's wrong with you?"

Cognition collapsed in an instant, and Melissa began to moan in pain...

— Do you want power?

The taboo knowledge in the book kept pouring in front of him.

——As long as you are conscious, you can endure this pain.

"Ahhh!" Melissa roared.

——These books are the keys to open that door.

The pain didn't stop at all, but intensified instead.

"Boom!"

Melissa curled up and fell to the ground, with blood flowing from her seven orifices, looking extremely terrifying. She clenched her fists tightly, sweating all over her body, but she still managed to open her eyes wide and look towards the center of the battlefield.

There, a cluster of white flames is lighting up in the raging darkness, even though it is small, it seems to be able to illuminate the whole world.

At the same time, the world was deconstructed and reorganized in front of her again.

The countless taboo incantations in front of her eyes were filled with the contents of the book Boss Lin gave her... It was like a bridge that allowed her to go directly to the place she wanted.

The owner of the bookstore said, don’t be afraid, if you want to open this door, this is the price you have to pay, and you in the future will definitely thank you in the present.

Endless time and finite destiny are intertwined at this moment.

Somewhere in fate, in that dark bookstore, her deepest essence was forcibly dug out, filled with those empty substances, and turned into the cornerstone of all things and principles. From then on, as long as she wanted, she could directly grasp all A certain ability is required.

But this cornerstone is restricted and can only be used within the concept of "knight".

Melissa opened her eyes and felt that her field of vision was constantly expanding. She looked at the entire intertwined and broken world deconstructed by her, and her eyes seemed to reach her father who was fighting thousands of meters away——

The father she respects, relies on, and loves the most has not yet mastered the power of rules, but his essence has already broken through to the level of gods.

In other words, he is the highest existence in the concept of "knight"!

The moment she saw her father, the ability of the door key was activated, and the broken world was spinning, pulled away from the timeline, and pieced together from chaos to order, forming a concept called "Joseph".

From the fact that he joined the Knights of the Secret Ritual Tower as a genius boy, from the first mission he performed, everyone he saved, every corrupted enemy he killed, every sentence criticized by his superiors because of his stubbornness, and all the details of his life. The trough and the peak, step by step getting stronger until now, can be seen clearly at every moment.

The short life of her father appeared in front of her like a slide show, engraved with all the past time of her father, and it also flooded into Melissa's mind the moment she opened the "door".

--sacrifice.

The life of the glorious great knight of the Secret Ritual Tower can only be summed up in these two words.

He is always desperate to burn his life and sacrifice himself.

Sacrifice time, sacrifice ideas, sacrifice friends, sacrifice body... sacrifice everything.

Joseph is like a torch. He has never been a light, because he cannot illuminate everyone forever. Under his cold appearance is a blazing heart that will continue to burn for others if it is dug out. Until it becomes ashes, it will remain Will use the remaining warmth to warm others.

That's why... there are so many people following him with longing eyes, right?

"Burning." Melissa said in an unusually calm voice.

"What?" Winston was taken aback, and helped Melissa up. Seeing the girl's eyes that were suddenly bright and scorching, he felt as if a bolt of lightning had struck him, and a kind of inspiration made him hold on tight. Girl's hand.

Every god-level existence will have its own domain, which is enough to change a certain rule of the world.

Just like Wilde now, he has the concept rule of "finality".

Joseph also has his own rules, but those concepts are floating around him, and there is no time to aggregate and form a domain.

But... they can still be caught.

"I said, father's field is burning."

Melissa held her sword, gently pushed Winston away, and stood up slowly.

The ominous feeling in Winston's heart became heavier and heavier, and he stretched out his hand to pull her: "How do you know?"

"You just said that the only one who can help us is Boss Lin... Ha, Boss Lin did help us, but I just remembered now..."

Melissa smiled self-deprecatingly, and murmured softly as if waking up from a dream: "So, the reason why he gave me that book is so that I can help my father today."

"He was right when he said, 'My future self will thank my present self'."

She looked towards the center of the battlefield, took a deep breath, and said softly to someone: "Thank you."

Winston suddenly opened his eyes wide, realizing something: "No..."

"I'm going to save him." Melissa coughed twice, wiped the blood from her mouth, smiled, turned to look at Winston, and said firmly: "The people he sacrificed everything to save in the past , Now that no one turns around to save him, then... then I will save him! It is reasonable for a daughter who didn't understand him before to save his father, right?"

The girl's blue eyes looked through her father's life and deconstructed everything about her father.

At this moment, through that key, she already understood the domain that her father failed to complete, and the god-level rules were constructed on her.

But at the same time, her panic-level body simply couldn't bear this huge force.

Once activated—

"boom!"

In an instant, Melissa was wrapped in a blazing flame, and the burning flame began to slowly heal her wounds, and at the same time, the huge force gradually tore her body apart, making her completely unrecognizable in just an instant.

"Melissa—!!!"

Amidst Winston's panicked shouts, the girl threw everything away, and with her father's unfinished strength, turned into a straight beam of light, splitting the gloomy and dark battlefield.