Chapter 294: The final battle (26)

Meng Yufei's death did not provoke any waves. Tang Cuo raised his hands to wipe the blood on his cheeks. His condition was even better than before Meng Yufei cut him.
Mrs. Catherine sent the Buddha to the west, and put three healing magics on Tang measures one after another. One works on physical wounds and two works on repairing mental power. The first nurse from the mainland of Sicily is safe and has no side effects.
Yan Yun didn't try to block it. Tang Cuo asked him to wait, but he really did. Youzaiyouzai, calmly and unhurriedly, seemed not to worry about Tangcuo's breach of contract.
On the entire battlefield, only Yanyun was an outsider. Even Zheng Yingying was involved in the battle, but she seemed to avoid Tang Cuo deliberately and never appeared in one place with him.
But Yan Yun is a very annoying person. Every ten minutes he will ask Tang Cuo: "Is Louis XIV back to me?"
Over and over again, Tangcuo gave him a sword, "Shut up."
Yan Yun was blocked with a black umbrella, and his head protruded from the side of the black umbrella, saying, "If you refuse to let him out, and you will not let me talk to him directly, what can I do?"
Louis XIV was very interested in him and asked Tang Cuo: "Who is he? Is he going to take that piece of magic to kill God? That of Yongye City? Who is Mr. Crow? Yongye City is a different world Is it another continent that I don’t know? Is it on the other side of the sea, or the end of time and space? I compare with that god, who do you think is more powerful?"
Tang Cuo felt double trouble.
He listened to this annoying duo while confronting the enemy, and asked Louis XIV: "I once asked you what the truth of the world is. Do you have an answer now?"
Louis XIV also asked him: "The real antonym is false, do you want to tell me, am I in a huge lie?"
Tang Cuo: "No, we are all from the same place. You died, so you came to Sicily from Yongye City. I died, and I will go to another place. When everything is over, reincarnation is again. Start."
Louis XIV: "It's really interesting, is this all God's arrangement?"
Tang Cuo did not deny that Louis XIV took him by default. He became more and more interesting, so his tone became lighter.
This is incredible and full of imagination, isn't it?
He thought he had killed all the gods, and he had stood at the top, but did Sicilit be just one of the nodes in this world?
Louis XIV felt a little ridiculous, and at the same time his blood was boiling, which made him feel the trembling feeling of a long-lost soul.
"In this way, the God who rules everything is a true omnipotent God, do you believe in him?" Louis XIV asked with great interest.
"Unbelief." Tang Cuo's answer did not take a second.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..." Louis XIV laughed, not knowing whether he was laughing straight at Tangcuo or the failure of the laughter, the laughter was really hearty.
After laughing, he remembered and asked, "Why?"
Tang Cuo: "Because we created a world where we can work hard without having to believe in any at the beginning of reincarnation."
Louis XIV asked again: "Will God blame you?"
Tang Cuo: "It doesn't matter."
It doesn’t mean it doesn’t matter. The spirit and courage contained in it made Louis XIV immediately full of infinite curiosity about the world.
Louis XIV: "Then I have completed this reincarnation, will I go to that starting point?"
Tang Cuo: "Maybe."
He didn't say anything to death, because who knows how long his clearance process will be for the npc playing Louis XIV. Louis XIV got this answer, thinking for a moment, and then Yan Yun began to question again.
Yan Yun could not hear the conversation between Tang Cuo and Louis XIV. In his eyes, Tang Cuo just ignored him. If you say a few more words, you will stab him with a sword.
As soon as he opened his mouth, Louis XIV came again: "Then what is he going to do with the mojo, then he will go to the gods to kill?"
Tang Cuo: "He slaughtered and failed."
Louis XIV: "Poof."
After hearing this, Tang Cuo looked at Yan Yun blankly and said, "He laughed at you."
Yan Yun raised her eyebrows, "Are you sure?"
Louis XIV: "A good boy can't lie. Is your name Tangcuo? It's wrong to lie, but I appreciate you. But you haven't answered me yet, what is he going to do with the moire?"
"In some ways, he is a person who is very similar to you. If he succeeds in defeating the king, he wants to be that king." Tang Cuo asked not. With the sound of "clang", he once again cut off the enemy's weapon with a sword, and the sword of judgment was cast, the wrist turned, and the enemy's throat was cut by the trend.
The body fell, and within ten meters of Tang Cuo, no one was standing.
The enemy feared him and dared not get close. The brighter the rose pattern on his neck, the more violent their inner shaking will be.
Who is this? If he has nothing to do with the undead king, why is there a rose pattern on his neck? But if he is the king of recovery, why should he wave a butcher knife to them?
Can Wang recover?
Can they succeed?
Why hasn't it been a barren lunar country that hasn't been beaten for so long? The sacrifice is not terrible, they can give everything for the undead king, but if they can't succeed in the end, what else to fight?
At this moment, Tang Cuo spoke. He carried the sword, his eyes cold and cold, with absolute confidence and firmness, he said loudly: "Your king will not come back."
He glanced around sternly, and stood there in a dignified manner, looking at the enemies who didn’t dare to attack, saying, "He fooled you, but he made the most wrong decision again, that is to take me -Selected as the object to help him resurrect."
"Don't listen to his bullshit!"
"To shut up!"
"The great Wang Gaozao looked far ahead, and his intention is that you can guess at will!"
A pair of angry eyes stared at Tang Cuo, and the magicians who had killed the red eyes immediately flicked out the long-range magic attack, but Tang Cuo raised his hand and was blocked by a light shield.
"You can't kill me."
"He can't kill me."
Every time Tangcuo said something, he took a step forward. The thunder roared away to reveal a clear sky, but the sun had gradually slipped to the corner of the bell tower in the distance in a long battle, and it was crumbling.
The setting sun would fall, and the wind blowing from the desert brushed Tangcuo's scattered silver hair. Roses are blooming brightly.
The people of the rose sect never felt that the bright rose was so dazzling. With every step of Tang Cuo, they couldn't help but take a step back.
"My ancestor stabbed Louis XIV with this sword in my hand thousands of years ago. After a thousand years, it will still be this sword, completely ruining his hope of resurrection."
Tang Cuo pointed the sword flatly, "The Sicilian continent, the Hundred Flowers Kingdom, the White Knight family, even if they shed the last drop of blood, they will never retreat. Every person you kill, every crime you commit, will be remembered by history , Today, here, pay the price."
Every word of Tangcuo is absolutely decisive, with his unique calmness, cold and murderous. It quickly destroys the enemy's beliefs and injects a strong needle into his own side. At this moment, the rose seems to have lost its original meaning and is no longer synonymous with cruel and bloody. When it appears on Tang Cuo, it represents—
"Must win!!!" A knight of the Ivy League raised his long sword and cried out with a cry.
The red of the rose is the red of victory.
"Justice will win!"
"Sicily!"
"Must win!"
There are people from all parts of the mainland. The Ivy League brings together the elite forces of the whole continent, and even ordinary people in the country of Yueyin are stubbornly resisting. What reason do they have to lose?
If too many people die, then they cannot even lose.
The angry sword waved towards the enemy, and the shouting storm shattered the sky. People who are far away do not hear Tang Cuo's words, but their emotions are contagious. The continuous waves are the waves of the times and cannot be stopped.
The enemy was disorganized for a while and was dispelled by this turbulence. At this moment, only anger can support their crumbling heart. Countless people desperately pounced on Tang Cuo, even if they were killed halfway, the sword's tip must be in the direction of Tang Cuo, beheading this uttering man.
At this moment, Louis XIV smiled again, smiling broadly. He was not annoyed by Tang Cuo's words, and directly showed the demonic pattern that Yan Yun wanted in Tang Cuo's mind, and then he replied before, saying, "Is the king defeated? I like this word."
"No matter who he is going to kill with this magic pattern, please tell him, I admire him. I am also interested in the world you said, if you say it is true, it is really great, isn’t it? Another way of thinking, I have killed all the gods in Sicily, I have stood at the apex, this world is not so attractive to me."
Tang Cuo listened to the words of Louis XIV while killing the enemy. He had to say that Louis XIV was indeed Louis XIV, and the angle of view was very different.
"But." Louis XIV's words turned around, and that vitality came up again. "I saw a higher mountain, which does not mean that I will give up the land under my feet. What is the truth of the world, what is false? ?"
"I am the most powerful king of Sicily, forever."
Louis XIV smiled, the accumulated power finally broke out at this moment, and began a final battle with Tangcuo. Every bloom of blood is a little bargaining chip for Louis XIV's resurrection.
Tang Cuo was severely hit in an instant, and his short absence caused him to be almost overwhelmed by the swords and magic around him, but when he clenched his teeth and made his sight clear again, a defensive companion in front of him stood up for him. .
Mrs. Catherine arrived urgently, and several healing magics were thrown, frowning and asking, "Are you okay? Can you persist?"
Tang Cuo took a deep breath, "Of course."
Cool brother will never say no, nor will he insist on refusing to help others. He turned his head to look at Yan Yun, who was keeping his body aside, and said, "I've got the Moire, and I can give it to you now. Isn't your task to help the sect of the rose? I want you to help me and suppress Louis XIV ."
"Are you afraid of me secretly doing things now, and have you started?" Yan Yun raised an eyebrow.
"Don't you dare?" Tang Cuo's back brain had oozed cold sweat, and the spirit walrus was about to be torn apart. He even had to mobilize all his strength to speak. "You, and Louis XIV, don't want to be stronger than who?"
Yan Yun looked at him, and he could see that his body was tight and his condition was not very good, but he could not see where his limit was. Thinking for a moment, Yan Yun answered him with a smile: "As you wish."
At the end of the speech, he took out the long-lost knocking heart bell, and the "ding bell" sounded, and the one-on-one became two-on-one.
But Tang Cuo faced more enemies than Louis XIV. He seemed to be split, and a spiritual body appeared in his spiritual sea, fighting against Louis XIV.
The other entity is here, fighting non-stop.
But fortunately, it was never his own war. Jin Cheng remembered the words he told his ears.
In the underground palace, the fighting continues.
Rong Yi didn't know how many waves he had killed. He took only four members of the Ivy League around him and searched through the palace. His armor was damaged and his physical strength was already exhausted.
His mission is to fight to death, but Celtic is not a particularly important person, so he is not required to die in the hands of a specific enemy, only to ask him how many people to kill the enemy can pass through.
The people killed by Rong Yi have exceeded this number long ago. The system began to warn him about half an hour ago, but he just stayed up to now.
about there.
After a quarter of a second search, Rong Yi encountered only one wave ahead of the enemy. Even if there were others, it should not be enough to cause too much threat.
Rong Yi then clenched his sword and cheered for his companions, ready to usher in the final battle.
Deep in the palace, Chi Yan was still lurking, carefully waiting for the arrival of hope.
Waiting is the longest and most tormenting, because you don’t know what will happen in the future, or when the danger will come. What should I do if I am too nervous and uneasy? Chi Yan started his old business and told stories in the silent enchantment.
His "Brave Dungeon" will surely have a bright ending.
Time kept moving forward at a moment, the sunset fell from the top of the bell tower in the distance, wiped the eaves, and gradually disappeared behind the broken walls.
The wind brought the yellow sand in the desert, without the barrier of the city walls, they gradually flooded into the city, filled in the brick cracks, dyed a trace of desolation for the country of the moon.
Everything in front of me slowly became like the country of Yueyin that Tang Cuo had seen in the first ring. The last wave of reinforcements coming from outside the city brought him new news:
Supervisor Roger Reed, after learning of the news of the children hidden in the underground palace, stopped himself in front of the entrance of the underground palace outside the city and eventually died in battle.
The good news is that the entrance has been completely destroyed by him, and all the enemies outside the city have been wiped out.
Tang Cuo looked at the dozen or so people left in front of her and did not speak, and at this time, Zheng Yingying finally brushed out her last task.
Under the hood, a complex look flashed in her eyes, hesitating, and finally took her steps towards Tangcuo.
The two were separated by more than ten meters. Zheng Yingying said: "My last mission is to kill you. The skill ‘Beat yourself’ will kill you, and I will die immediately.

Hearing that Tang Cuo had not responded, Yan Yun cast a slightly surprised look first, even the bells stopped. This is interesting. Zheng Yingying confronts Tangcuo, what will Tangcuo do?
According to the content of the mission, Zheng Yingying must kill Tang Cuo in order to pass, so she must fight Tang Cuo. The copy of Yongye City is very interesting. Although it sometimes provides players who enter the copy with opposing identities, some situations will also cause players to fight each other, but it will never directly arrange that "a must kill b to clear the customs." Happening.
Yongye City hopes that players can learn to survive. Such a situation will undoubtedly cause one of them to die, so it does not exist.
If Zheng Yingying didn't lie, then Tangcuo's way of clearing customs would be "killed by Zheng Yingying", which makes sense. Can Tangcuo's mission refresh?
Yan Yun looked at Tang Cuo with interest, trying to observe the result from his expression. Unfortunately, this answer seems to be "no".
Tang Cuo glanced at the task panel, and there was no movement on it. He didn't answer Zheng Yingying's words, leaning on Jianping to recover his disordered breathing due to the fierce battles, letting sweat flow, watching her silently.
Zheng Yingying gripped the dagger under the cloak and asked, "Do you believe me?"
On the other side, Yongye City Game Hall.
After disguising himself into the fishing game, Yu Yiyi has been observing the mice in secret. He is separated from the mouse by a black river. He is on the other side of the river, and the mouse is on the other side of the river. He has been concentrating on fishing without any unusual behavior.
Strangely, he hadn’t caught a fish for so long.
Yu one by one turned his head to look at the bucket full of fish, and kept thinking about whether he was lucky or the mouse hook. At this moment, the mouse's fishing line finally moved.
Suddenly there was a light of surprise in the mouse's eyes, and Yu Yiyi was also very excited, but he had to pretend that he didn't care about anything, and quietly flew a sign and watched in secret.
I saw that the mouse picked up a very common grass carp, and there was nothing special except the big one. He held it in his hands, looked left and right, and after a while tinkered, he finally threw it back into the river and said the first sentence since fishing: "This fish is not good at all, I don't want it! "
There are no three hundred two silvers here.
This mouse really doesn't look very high.
Yu one by one clearly saw the mouse throwing a piece of paper into the fish's mouth when he dropped the fish through the investigator. It was just that the note was folded, and what was written on it, I didn't see it one by one.
After throwing away the fish, the mouse clapped its hands and turned away.
Yu one by one looked at his back, struck his chin in contemplation. This behavior of the mouse made him suddenly think of four words-fish belly collection.