Chapter 99: Lei Guang curtain call

The weaving of star thread is not easy, the long river of fate extends to

countless different branches, but unfortunately for this small star, it is

almost a dead end.

If you want to change the inherent structure of this world, you will suffer

frenzied resistance and resistance. This is a matter of course.

Generally speaking, it takes many years of constant beating and shaking to

disintegrate the original structure and establish a new system. Whoever wants

to succeed once will only suffer.

But, there is always hope.

[Even if it is only one in a billion, I will find this path to miracle. ]

The girl with silver hair and white dress, with scorching eyes, walked through

the river of fate again and again, exploring the possibility of continuity.

She saw one shattered future, one sad ending after another.

The setting sun is like blood, breaking into the sand, and corpses all over

the field.

constantly turning in the long river of fate, looking for a possible way of

life.

again and again.

again and again.

I don’t know how many times later.

A kind of exhaustion hits like a tide, flooding the whole body and mind. Even

with such talent and power, the girl begins to feel tired, and her original

firm will gradually sinks.

I really want to take a break, I really want to sleep, and the twinkles of the

twinkling stars gradually dim, the body that is walking through the river of

fate slowly stagnates, and the edges of the body are gradually blurred.

seems to dissipate at any time, fall into the stars and fall into the mortal

world.

She tried to fly again, but her fingers had slowly dissipated, turning into

bursts of light.

[Still, is it irretrievable? ]

Just when she was about to fall into despair, a butterfly flew out of her

hair.

The faint blue wings, like a dream, fluttering lightly.

She became a butterfly, as if the butterfly had become her.

In this way, the butterfly fluttered its wings again, leaped lightly, and

moved quickly through the river of fate. Its seemingly fragile wings are

stronger and more powerful than anything else.

Even the washing of time, even the impact of stars, can't hurt it in the

slightest.

The speed of the butterfly is getting faster and faster, and there is no upper

limit.

In the end, she turned into a ray of light, reflecting the long river of fate.

Finally, a trajectory leading to a miracle was singled out.

The blue butterfly turned into a silver-haired girl again, and she carefully

picked up the broken star line.

The strands of golden light spots continue to gather from the void, entangle

each other to form silk threads, and then continue to grow and extend.

This tiny star will lead to a new world along this trajectory.

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The country of the westerly wind, the wind is in the wilderness.

Shocking starlight falls from the sky like a waterfall, like an aurora.

Pullman ran in the cold wind, the blood-stained armor was extremely cold, but

the [Amber Fruit] in his belly released surging heat and magic, and he

breathed out a white mist.

His consciousness has never been as clear as it is now, and the extraordinary

core that had been stagnating has also begun to loosen.

Pullman's talent is not high, it can even be said to be ordinary. If Lorrain

Hill hadn't given him Extraordinary Fruit to improve his physique, he would

have a problem even condensing an Extraordinary Core.

After taking the Extraordinary Fruit for many times, coupled with so many

years of training between life and death, he was able to enter Sequence 5.

Among several companions, his aptitude can be said to be the worst.

Fortunately, his excellent sword skills and diligent exercise finally made up

for some shortcomings, but it has reached the limit, and his road to

extraordinary sequence has slowly stopped.

Like a huge stone gate, heavy and tightly closed, there is no future in sight.

But now while he was running, he noticed the long-lost dawn, and the rigid

core began to run according to a certain rhythm, like the heart of a dragon,

beating slowly, but so powerful.

Knowledge and difficulties that were incomprehensible in the past, but now

they can be understood.

The extraordinary core of consciousness is a black gem with intricate

patterns.

The light in it is like breathing, bright and dark, and dark golden lines

began to be engraved on the gems and spread.

Not only Pullman, but also other rebel soldiers in the wilderness. Before,

those who had condensed extraordinary cores began to upgrade, and those who

did not have condensed cores began to condense their own cores in their

bodies.

The endless starlight carrier Mana, the magic power that was difficult to

sense in the past, is so clear at this moment, even if some of the key is not

understood, some are not qualified, it doesn't matter.

The stars all over are like invisible silk threads, pulling Mana and magic,

carefully avoiding obstacles and blockages, and constantly outline the core of

the sequence.

is just like splashing ink on the canvas, forming a masterpiece painting.

You can say that the probability of this kind of thing is so low that you can

tell, but you can't deny its possibility.

Throw the dice 100 times, and each time it is 1, the probability is one in a

billion.

And the miracle is to select this result from hundreds of millions and make it

the only one destined to be.

Pullman walked faster and faster. In the wilderness under the starry sky, the

air seemed to be particularly fresh, and the enemy's movements were visible in

his vision. At this time, in the sea of consciousness, the obsidian-like

extraordinary core was like a blooming lotus~www .mtlnovel.com~ On the black

petals, there are light golden veins in which the brilliance flows.

And he has finally advanced to the Sequence of War 7: Assault Lord, which is

the culmination of the information given by the girl.

Before the dark eyes, there was still the blazing thunder light, carrying the

mountains and the tsunami, attacking head on.

was made of black steel with a large sword in his hand. It was so heavy that

it flew up like a swallow, and then fell down. It cut down a flash knight and

chopped it in half. The hot blood splashed and sprayed.

Pulman’s world has never been so clear. The wind and grass around him seem to

have slowed down the enemy's movements by 10 times. The flaws that were hard

to detect in the past are so conspicuous and clear that they can be split with

the flow, just like drinking water.

After a sword, the flash knights suffered casualties for the first time, and

this is just the beginning.

Their front line rushed to the gathered square again, and the thunder light

galloped across the ground.

The rebel formation, the tight long spear formation was waiting in full line,

the extraordinary magic power began to condense at the tip of the spear, the

cold light overflowed, a dangerous and solemn atmosphere was about to emerge.

stab!

The cold iron slashed through the armor, flesh and blood, and bones, and the

flesh and the head were mixed with steel and rolled down to the ground,

splashing blood and dust.

The square formation, which was crisp as thin paper before, turned into sharp

and cold side knives at this moment, harvesting each and every life.

Under the stars, the thunder gradually stopped.

Since then, the lightning knights shining with thunder has been removed from

the mainland and become a true legend.

On the melodious wilderness with bagpipes, starting today, a new myth will

begin to be spread.

The country favored by the stars, Crancia.

This country established under the guidance of the sages will eventually

change the whole world.