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"Who are you?"

"Luo …" "Jia …"

"You want to fight me?" A cold smile appeared on the lips of the Slaughterer. WwW. Q? cOM

"Those who block my master, die a thousand times!"

"With just you?" "Slaughterer continued to laugh in disdain." Your body has long since been turned into ashes. Right now, you are but a soul awakened by the Asura equipment. Even your weapon, your equipment, is only the form of a soul. The current you can only rely on the existence of Asura equipment. Once you die in battle, you will truly, completely die, and will never be able to appear again. "

Without any hesitation, Roga raised the blood sword in his hand — Asura's Destruction. Even though the words' Slaughtering the Human Realm 'were all out of his mouth, even though his body was emitting an aura that made him feel like he was invincible, he did not show any signs of shock or retreat, let alone fear, because he … There was no longer any feeling.

"Hey, although you're very strong, you're nothing but a small ant in front of me!" Slaughterer sneered, he turned around and disappeared, as if he was disdainful to fight with him.

"Shura, although your attack power is a hundred times stronger than mine, you will never be able to defeat me!" I'm waiting for you to surprise me even more. "

In the past, she had disdained that one year agreement, and had only held a little fantasy in her heart. Right now, her heart was filled with anticipation. The Shura's formidable footsteps had far surpassed her expectations.

The hoarse voice floating in the air faded away. As the target disappeared, Roga turned around, and two red dots of light shot out from his pupils, just like his' master ', Asura.

"Master." Roger shouted with an indifferent face. His face was as stiff as a rock, as if he would never show any signs of emotion.

The Shura didn't even look at her and didn't move. Roga turned into a beam of red light and was absorbed into the Asura equipment.

The oppressive atmosphere eased a bit, and the Shura emotionlessly walked towards the north. Before the sun set, he would be able to reach the continent's only lucky city – Sunset City.

"You … You are Roga? "

Xuanyuan Wan'er nervously asked as she sensed the aura that was similar to that of an Asura's. After Roga was taken back by the Shura, she felt his soul and tried to communicate with it.

"I... "Yes."

Soon, a cold, emotionless voice answered her.

Hearing Roger's reply, Xuanyuan Wan'er let out a sigh of relief and said anxiously, "Didn't you die already? Why did you appear again? "

"I have already died, but my soul has not perished. The moment the power of Asura fused once again, then that will be the time for my soul to awaken. "

Roga's voice had no hint of human emotion, nor did it hide anything. Since they were both of the same master, there was nothing that he couldn't tell her.

"But, aren't you an Asura … "Why do you have a conscious mind, why can you stay awake?"

Nervous, hopeful … Roga's soberness made her feel as if she could see the hope to awaken the Shura. He was also a Shura, but he could act rationally, speak rationally, and reply rationally. Not like her "Big Brother Feng" who only knew how to kill and forgot everything.

"Because... I'm already dead. "

Xuanyuan Wan'er: "…"

"To become a true Asura, one must first undergo a purgatory-like baptism as well as the world's greatest pain. The Asura's entire life will be filled with endless pain and hatred. Killing was the Shura's only goal. Only a bloody Purgatory could purge the painful soul. And I. He was already dead, and all that was left was his soul formed from the power of death. He no longer had any feelings, and had lost the shackles that the Shura had to bear. And because of this, although I lost the heart of an Asura, I still completely preserved the power of Asura. "

In the past, his parents had died miserably, his wife and children had been killed, and he had fallen into an abyss of pain. After a series of despair, he fell into the Shura Dao. He became the bloodthirsty Shura that everyone feared at that time, and he vented the hatred and pain in his heart with a roar that was like a wild animal's blood and ruthlessness … Right now, his voice was terrifyingly dull, as if it came from the dead. He, who no longer had any feelings, no longer had any pain, and because of that, he was completely free. The only reason for his existence was to awaken his — master.

"Death... Recast his soul … "No …." The specks of hope that had just been ignited were mercilessly extinguished as Xuanyuan Wan'er painfully shook her head. How could she allow him to have only a broken soul without a body?

"You were once an Asura as well … Tell me, is there any way to wake him up. Is there a way... No matter how hard it is. "I don't want this kind of Big Brother Feng, I don't want …" Xuanyuan Wan'er was on the verge of tears when she thought of the completely unfamiliar him. The heart was like a needle piercing. In the past few days, she had cried countless times.

"Yes." Roga replied coldly.

The sobs abruptly stopped. Xuanyuan Wan'er was stunned for a while, as if she still could not believe the surprise that suddenly came. After a long while, she sobbed in a trembling voice, "What method … "What is the solution? Tell me quickly!"

"Eliminate the source of his pain and recover everything he lost."

Xuanyuan Wan'er was stunned … The source of the pain, the loss of everything … Big Sister Feng Yao...

"But... She was already dead, dead …. "I will never be able to come back …" Xuanyuan Wan'er blankly muttered.

Roga was silent.

"How can the dead come back? How can they be revived …"

His voice suddenly stopped, dead silent.

"Revive... Resurrection … "Revive..."

As if she was in a dream, Xuanyuan Wan'er absentmindedly repeated the two words in a low voice, as if she had thought of something.

"No …" "I can't …" She shook her head again in pain: "I cannot do this, otherwise, who will save Heaven Realm … If I have to endure fifty thousand years of suffering, how can I … "

"But, Brother Feng …"

"Big Brother Feng …"

"Wuuwaa ~ ~ ~"

In the vast sea of consciousness, she curled up with her head between her knees, crying in helplessness and helplessness. The extremely painful choice made her heart ache to the point that she almost couldn't breathe.

On one side was the entire Heaven Realm. There was her mother, her friends, and numerous celestial aunts who liked her. On the other side was her Big Brother Feng and Big Sister Feng Yao.

….

As the sun set in the west, the time in the real world was nearing dusk. During these few hours, the Shura had been drenched in blood as he harvested every single living creature that appeared within his line of sight. Xuanyuan Wan'er seemed to be numb to this as she fell into a deep sleep, exhausted from her tears. Droplets of sparkling water constantly dripped from the corners of her eyes as she slept.

In front of him was Sunset City.

When the Shura appeared a kilometer away from the city gates, he found the city guards and all sorts of other powerful warriors of the East Ocean Continent waiting for him.

The Shura had already trampled upon the bottom line of their strength. If they didn't fight back now, the Eastern Ocean would be completely destroyed by the Shura.

Compared to the Devil Lord's disaster in the Sky Dragon Continent, the East Ocean Continent was now in a much more tragic state. Although the demons were strong and the Demon Soldiers were numerous, they were not unstoppable. The Shura, on the other hand, was like an incomparably sharp sword of blood, ravaging the already pierced body of the East Ocean Continent. Even the strongest barrier, the God of Heaven's Illumination, was split in half by him.

All the resistance, all the struggle, all the resistance was like a piece of white paper that could be broken with a single poke in the face of his terrifying strength. He was truly unstoppable.

With this order, the crowd suddenly moved, and countless assaulting tools were thrown towards the Shura. In order to stop him, Sunset City did not hesitate to take out everything they had, including all sorts of powerful offensive tools. There were even some extremely precious items passed down from ancient times.

Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled around the Shura. The earth collapsed and the sky split. With the addition of all sorts of high level attack tools, the power created was no weaker than the explosion of a nuclear bomb. The air was filled with sand and dust, and the overlapping sounds were almost deafening.

Even though he had used up everything, no one thought it was exaggerated. This was because he was a Shura, a Shura.

Sand and sand filled his vision, and deafening roars drowned out his sense of hearing. Explosions occurred again and again, and the sounds of explosions could be heard again and again. The chaotic sounds finally began to die down. The area in front of them was still gray. That terrifying attack just now was definitely enough to flatten a mountain.

The city guards finally let out a small sigh of relief. They could clearly see that the terrifying attack earlier had distorted the air, destroying the earth and completely engulfing the Asura. Such power was enough to destroy everything. Even an Asura would not be able to withstand it … Let's do it...

They tried their best to keep themselves safe and think about what kind of pressure the Shura was holding on to that day would make them feel like they were about to suffocate … Was it because of that enormous power that hadn't completely dissipated, or was it because …

Tap … Tap …

In this chaotic atmosphere, a single person's footsteps should have been completely drowned out and not noticed by anyone, but everyone present clearly heard the same heavy footsteps. It was as if those footsteps had sounded from the bottom of their hearts, stepping on their hearts, causing their heartbeats to quicken, even more.

The dust cloud grew dimmer and dimmer. Suddenly, a pitch-black figure suddenly appeared in front of them, getting closer and closer. His indifferent expression, lifeless aura, and even steps made it seem as if that terrifying attack just now was nothing more than an illusion that didn't harm him in the slightest.

The city guards sucked in a breath of cold air as a ghastly chill spread throughout their body.

The city guard leader gritted his teeth. "Let's go!"

The ambition of the city guards to protect their homes had already been mostly dispersed by fear and shock. They did not have any morale, but even so, the loud shouts of nearly ten thousand people could be described as "heaven-shaking". But very quickly, an incomparably mournful scream easily suppressed the shouts of the party …

No matter how many people there were, they could not pose even the slightest threat to the Shura. They would soon understand that they were not blocking, but sending themselves to their deaths.

In just a few short days, the Shura's hands had already been stained with a large amount of blood. They could not imagine this, because that was a number that made them tremble in fear and they could not believe it.

In the history of the East Ocean Continent, there had never been a massacre by a single person before. However, now, waves after waves of massacres had occurred.

Who could defeat this Demon and save the entire Eastern Ocean Continent?

The supreme God of Heaven's Illumination? He died, under the Asura Sword.

The only Saint Beast in the legends, the Oceanic Serpent? Is it good or evil? Where was he now? And whether or not he really had the ability to drive away the Shura.

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