Bang!

Yeats' head was sunk like a ball, deformed, bounced up, stretched to an incredible angle, and swung towards the rear.

Until mid-air, there was still an incredible dullness.

But soon, a face that seemed to appear in a dream appeared before his eyes, with a smile so clear that it felt like he fell into an ice cave.

Huai Poetry!!!

This is his purpose!

He deliberately involved the Golden Dawn and then deliberately exposed himself, making everyone feel alert while relaxing his guard.

Finally, when he was most unprepared, he took action!

His goal is himself?!

In the flash, everything came out, and the only answer emerged from Yeats's heart, bringing about a belated understanding.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Now, bad news comes to your door!

Hammer of pain, fill in anger, burst!

The terrifying explosion started from the hammer head, and the murderous intent created by pain and anger spread from the source substance, eroding the soul, causing him to spit out blood.

But the blood color had not yet had time to fly out. In the shadows under his feet, the sad python that had been lurking for a long time had opened its mouth and soared into the sky, biting his body, wrapping it up layer by layer.

The iron mace Afang was projected from Huai Shi's hand and swept across!

The tide roared.

The weight of the seven seas is lowered here.

With the sound of cracking, Yeats's body was broken into a strange shape, suddenly shattered, fell apart, turned into countless pages of the book, changing to escape.

However, no matter which direction you fly, you can see a strange pupil rising from the shadow.

Huge eyes emerged from the air, and the empty pupils reflected everything in front of you. Then, from behind the pupils, the thick eyelids rolled up and closed in front of the eyes.

With the movements of the ruler, the heaven and earth are dark.

When the lonely pupils closed, darkness rose like a cage, blocking the inside and outside!

Yeats screamed hoarsely and pulled out a book from his arms - "Farewell, Weapons". At that moment, the record of events unfolded.

Among the layers of phantoms, countless weapons suddenly emerged.

Long sword, short sword, dog-legged sword, long sword, long sword, flame-shaped sword, spear, spear, hammer, giant axe, flintlock rifle, rifle, pistol, submachine gun, sniper rifle, grenade, explosives, giant cannon, long-range missile...

Innumerable weapons fired in an instant, and from Yeats' source-quality infusion, they were intended to be transformed into all the war weapons that appeared in the entire history.

Fired with a bang.

The destructive light rose one after another from the darkness, and the darkness collapsed and cracked, but it still could not be crossed.

That eye was still closed.

Before Death opens its eyes, everything in the dark will usher in decay and destruction in the dark...

This is the origin of the name of the Eye of Death.

Among the fierce light and heat waves, the huge beast face like a dragon condensed again from the surging shadow, opened its mouth and swallowed all the power of destruction.

And right in the gap of the storm, the axe and halberd broke through the air and whistled down!

Just like the fusion of a giant deer and a burning cow, the activated source life roared and hit Yeats's reunited body without reservation, causing his body to split again.

And the lightning was pulled out of the darkness.

Ying Fangzhou's purified thunder turned into a spear, stabbing out, piercing through the classics that he had just pulled out with his other hand.

"Wait a minute, Huai Shi, I-I"

Yeats opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but what responded to him was the axe blade that was slashing towards his face.

Behind Huai Shi, the final beast with the sun wheel was silent, looking down coldly, opening its mouth, the burning metal vapor turned into a storm, sweeping across.

Yeats widened his eyes, opened his mouth, roared silently, revealing the poems flowing from his soul.

[How will I deal with this ridiculous absurdity] The distant bell rang, and the phantom of the bell tower flashed, causing the spreading metal storm to disappear without a trace.

Yeats' figure collapsed and reunited again. This time, he finally could no longer maintain human disguise. The burning thing looked like a soul looking at Huai Shi coldly:

"It seems you..."

boom!

Lightning is like a pillar, falling from the sky!

The terrifying light tore all the insignificant words apart and drown them, leaving only the most cruel result.

Yeats hissed, and the lightning jumped in his cracked body.

A hoarse voice rang.

"When you are old!

Huai Shi's movements stagnated, feeling the rapid decay and weathering of her body. In a blink of an eye, she was gray and thin as an evil ghost, but behind him, the final beast became more and more huge and ferocious.

It seemed as if it had instantly crossed the long juvenile period.

Arrived at adulthood.

The terrifying giant claws fell and pressed.

Yeats roared.

"Dear, I hope we are a pair of white birds on the top of the waves!

The meteor has not yet passed away, we are tired of its shining."

The tide sounded instantly, and waves rose up from the ground. Under the guidance of the giant bird, it submerged the monster and suppressed it under the heavy water surface.

But before Yeats could smile, he saw a thin fist that was coming to his face!

The smile broke and the head burst.

Huaishi, who was as dry as a rotten wood, stepped forward, and her eyes were still burning with the dark and scorching sun on her old face. She stretched out her hand and pulled Yeats' neck, lifted it up, and smashed it down!

drummer!

It seems that not only the body is tortured by the years, but even the skills have reached an unexpected realm of the first and third level of heaven collapse under the tempering of time!

As the thunder roared, Yeats's body suddenly felt illusory and shocked, and it was difficult to maintain the state of the spirit of things, and he roared shrillly: "Huai Shi!!!!"

Huai Shi was speechless, just suppressing Yeats' struggle tightly. The rope of sadness in her hand was tightly wrapped around Yeats' neck, allowing him to roar and scold him wildly.

"Shh, don't talk."

Behind Yeats, the old face was expressionless, and just a calm notification told him: "It will be over soon.

"Ho, hoho...you dream..." Under the suppression of Dashi Ming, Yeats's lungs contracted hard, making a vague sound: "Even if I die... I won't let you..."

Click!

The spasm face finally shattered, cracking and illuminating the dark pupils behind him.

And the prototype gradually emerged in his soul...

Yeats widened his eyes and was incredible, "Fate... Book of Destiny!!!"

Now, the Book of Destiny emerges from the soul.

The directory from heaven calls, calls, and calls to the soul of things, suppresses his resistance and causes his body to collapse quickly,

The fragile texture of the book page appears.

Finally, a shrill scream rang out between the pages.

In the midst of despair and horror, struggled hard.

In front of him, the man holding the blade lowered his eyes and stared at Yeats' twisted face, cruelly and solemnly destroying every part of his soul.

Holding tightly on the books that emerged from the source.

"you"

Yeats' face twitched, and blood surged into his mouth and nose.

And Huai Shi is just a peaceful overlook.

"A cold-eyed policeman, life and death."

In this way, he calmly recited the ending famous chapter and said goodbye to him.

He said: "Rider, go ahead!"

Bang!

Between the five fingers that were shrinking, the last shell shattered, and a dazzling light flashed away. In the final scream, it was pulled into the countless flipped pages of the Book of Destiny.

Disappear.
To be continued...