Eternal Sun

Chapter 291: The King of the Palace! Rampant in the Void!

The Holy Angry King Nuhun successfully dealt with his opponent and also accepted a new member for the Hall of Hundred Kings.

What needs to be done now is to stand high in the sky and overlook the battle of the legion on the ground.

Appear when necessary and completely defeat the enemy army's belief on the battlefield, thus completely capturing the city.

At the same time, the battle between the other two kings was also nearing its end.

……

"Sisisi!"

The sky was filled with silvery-white filaments dancing wildly in the wind.

Wherever it passed, it cut through gold and jade, and even the air was cut with white marks, and the clouds in the sky had already been shattered into pieces.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Under this attack that is like a dragnet, a Saint in armor is trying his best to dodge.

And these extremely tough and sharp silver-white filaments are actually real hair.

This is the origin of the title of White-headed King Liat.

"Hehehe... stop struggling."

"Your power is simply unbearable. It makes me feel like I don't want to play anymore."

The White-Headed King Liat said in a slightly lazy tone.

"You really can't surrender?"

"We are not going to destroy your world. We just want you and your world to join the Great Lord's Palace of Hundred Kings."

Having said that, Liat's lazy eyes suddenly became extremely sharp.

"Why would you refuse such a good thing?"

"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"

"Sisisi!"

Liat, whose attack rhythm was originally a bit slow, suddenly sped up the pace of his attack.

Countless strands of silver-white hair with terrifying cutting power intertwined with each other, blocking all the dodging space of the Armor Sanctuary.

"You have exhausted my patience."

"Since you are unwilling to surrender, I will have no choice but to ask you to die."

There was a chilling cold light flashing in the eyes of the White-haired King Liat.

……

"Crench!"

"Beng bang bang..."

The silver-white hair completely wrapped around the limbs of the Armored Sanctuary.

When the amazing edge of the hair passed through the armor, a series of teeth-grinding sounds were heard.

At the same time, the toughness of the armor was obviously inferior to that of the hair, and the hair gradually cut into the armor.

"呲呲呲..."

The hair cut through the armor, instantly turning the armor sanctuary into a bloody man.

"what!!!"

This kind of cutting, which was like being cut into pieces by a thousand knives, made the Armor Sanctuary scream in pain.

"You feel the pain now? It's too late."

Even if the Armor Sanctuary suddenly came to its senses and wanted to surrender at this moment, Liat would not accept it.

After all, if the other party surrenders at this time, it must be just a stopgap measure under such extreme pain.

"Really, if the Great Lord hadn't wanted to try to subdue you, how could you have lasted so long in my hands?"

"Now that you have chosen to resist to the end, I will grant your wish."

"Shh!"

As Liat's mind moved, countless strands of hair began to tighten frantically.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Horrifying screams echoed through the sky.

"Tear..."

"Oh!"

With the cooperation of countless hairs of Liat, the armor sanctuary and the armor he was wearing turned into flying fragments.

"Shhhhh..."

Although he killed a holy realm being, there was no blood or damage on Liat's silver-white hair.

The hair, which was originally countless kilometers long, quickly shrank back until it was just the length from Liat's head to her ankles.

Liat was seen shaking his long silver hair in a dashing manner.

"This time, Nuhun was very quick. Now, only Etuo should be left."

Before Liat killed the Armor Sanctuary, he already knew that the Holy Wrath King Nuhun had ended his battle on the distant battlefield.

"All we need to do now is keep an eye on the battlefield and find a suitable opportunity to finish off the war."

The White-haired King Liat took a step forward and disappeared on the spot.

……

"call!"

A strange black-green flame was burning, and the owner of the flame was a creature that looked like a mandrill.

It was the Demonic Fire King, Etuo.

Against the backdrop of the black and green flames, the Demon Fire King, Etuo, appeared extremely ferocious and hideous.

"squeak!"

A sharp and piercing hissing sound came from Otuo's mouth, and his figure flashed by like lightning.

"Buzz!"

"Tear!"

The sharp claws were attached with black and green demonic fire, tearing wounds on the body of the holy domain opposite.

Because of the existence of the demonic fire, the torn wounds not only could not heal quickly, but were festering at an increasingly rapid rate.

The opponent of Etuo is the most powerful among the three kings, otherwise he would not have been able to fight with Etuo until now.

Unfortunately, although the other party is the strongest in this world, the gap in strength between him and the Demon Fire King Etuo is still huge.

At this time, there were already many wounds on the opponent's body that were corroded by the demonic fire, and even his own breath seemed a little weak.

"Fizz!"

Etuo let out bursts of strange laughter and looked at the local sanctuary opposite with malice.

"You're going to die."

A hoarse yet slightly sharp voice sounded, announcing his end to the other party.

The strongest person in the indigenous sanctuary seemed very calm about what Etuo said.

"I know I am no match for you. Death is only a matter of time."

"Unfortunately, I am not strong enough to die with you."

"Fizz!"

"You seem to be able to see things clearly, so why do you have to resist?"

Etuo laughed again and asked his doubts.

In fact, such doubts exist in every world he has experienced before.

But he never got an answer that satisfied him.

……

Facing Etuo's question, the local sanctuary did not respond.

He just suddenly raised the spear in his hand, and the aura in his whole body surged.

"Do you want to perish together with your enemy?"

"It's a pity that I still haven't gotten the answer I want in this world."

The Demon Fire King, Etuo, shook his head regretfully, and then directly detonated the demon fire that was still burning on the local sanctuary.

"boom!"

The horrifying demonic fire penetrated into his body through the wounds in his native sanctuary, covering all his meridians, internal organs, and flesh and blood.

The originally vigorous aura dissipated in an instant.

In response to this, the local sanctuary had no other reaction, but just looked at Etuo with a little regret.

"What a shame... You'll never get the answer you want."

After hearing these words, the originally leisurely Etuo's eyes suddenly turned fierce.

"You won't forget to make me unhappy before you die?"

"呲呲呲..."

The terrifying demonic fire completely enveloped the local holy land, and his body turned into ashes bit by bit under the flames.

But looking at the other party's calm eyes, Etuo did not feel the slightest bit of excitement about killing the enemy.

"why?"

This question may never be answered by the Demon Fire King, Etuo.

……

In fact, just like this world was conquered by the three kings of the Palace of Hundred Kings, there is more than one world with the same experience.

The Lord of the Hall of a Hundred Kings, who dominates the so-called hundred kings under his command, is a leader in the holy realm.

In the normal world, sending at most one king is enough to suppress everything.

Even in a more powerful world, the three kings would be more than enough.

It can be said that under the continuous expansion of the Overlord, the current Palace of Hundred Kings is no longer an existence that one or several worlds can cope with.

In the Hall of a Hundred Kings, all the kings are respected, and they can roam freely in the sea of ​​​​void.

This is the true portrayal of the current master, controlling such a behemoth as the Palace of Hundred Kings in the Sea of ​​Void.

In today's Sea of ​​Void, within the vast area centered on the Chenxing Realm, the Palace of Hundred Kings can be regarded as a behemoth standing at the top.

Apart from the Xiri Clan who have emerged as a powerful force in the past few hundred years, no one has been able to defeat the Palace of Hundred Kings.

Of course, this does not mean that the Palace of Hundred Kings is invincible and there are no potential opponents.

It's just that those who can compete with him, or those relatively weaker worlds or even forces, are tacitly understood by each other.

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