Forty-four years ago, seven hundred and eighty-nine years after the star fell, in the western mountains, on the border of a small kingdom. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the Black Forest on the border of the Xishan Kingdom, a group of brutal demonic beasts instinctively attacked a nearby border town on a winter day.

The attack was so sudden that the border town was breached by the monster without any resistance. Bloodthirsty monsters broke through the stone walls and slaughtered most of the town's humanity with ease, chewing human bones, biting flesh, spitting fire and frost, and reducing the entire settlement to ruins.

The unprepared defenders had already sent out a distress signal, but it was a group of mysterious men in black who arrived before the kingdom's army.

Dressed in hooded robes and shrouded in black, these weirdos were surprisingly powerful, using strange spells to banish the monsters in the city, and then hurriedly searched for something in the city. The blacks showed no mercy or sympathy for the remaining survivors in the town, and they brutally gathered them together and examined them back and forth.

Finally, a middle-aged man with eyes like an eagle's owl found a calm boy in the corner of the crowd, the dark red compass in his hand trembling violently, and the pointer pointed firmly at the other party.

The boy had long, dark green hair and a delicate little face stained with blood, but it was not his own. Even when he encountered such a thing as a demonic beast attacking the city, his expression did not change at all, and he was extremely calm all the time, as if the city around him was completely non-existent.

"Are you here for me?"

Ignoring the scrutinizing gazes of the black-clothed people around him, he turned his head sideways and looked at the middle-aged man, and the boy said softly, "I can see the excitement in your heart, it seems that I am indeed your target." ”

"That's right." Hearing the other party's words, the middle-aged man finally couldn't suppress the ecstasy in his heart, he laughed, then leaned down and stroked the boy's face: "My son of prophecy, for seven years, we have finally found you!" ”

The survivors gathered around were in an uproar, and a middle-aged woman stood up trembling, she pointed at the boy with fear, and said in a trembling voice: "Adults, this child ...... He's, he's weird! No matter what kind of animal, no kind of crop, he will get sick or even wither at the slightest touch, even his parents ......"

She had wanted to warn the men in black who had saved their lives to beware of the boy's weirdness, but the next moment, a gray beam of light struck the woman, instantly breaking it up into a cloud of sticky acid and bones.

Amid the panicked shouts of the crowd, the middle-aged man who had just released the dissociation ray said in a cold tone to the black-clothed people around him, "This matter is the Order's biggest secret...... Let them keep their mouths shut. ”

"Yes, Lord Priest!" Hearing this, the men in black smiled and lifted the weapons in their hands, turning their heads to look at the trembling survivors.

Blood splatters.

The bloody slaughter began, but the lovely boy with the long dark green hair did not change his expression at all, and he looked at it all with indifference from beginning to end, whether it was the man who was so passionate about him and called the priest, or the neighbors who were slaughtered like pigs and dogs and lived together for nearly ten years, it seemed insignificant to him.

Life is fragile, like the hoarfrost of midday, which will dissipate in the blink of an eye, and he has known it for a long time, and the boy has known this since the day his parents died.

"Hellas, you are unique, a treasure that my Lord has given to this world."

Not paying the slightest attention to the massacre that took place on his side, the middle-aged man stood beside the boy, and he said in an uncontrollable excited tone: "You are carrying the blood of the void, and you have the power to absorb and control life!" You were born to join us! ”

Perhaps.

In the boy's eyes, a mass of gray-white spiritual matter mixed with turbid life energy broke away from the corpse on the ground, changing into all kinds of strange shapes in mid-air, and the boy knew that he could control them at will, as if he controlled his arm.

Since the accident that killed his parents a few years ago, the boy named Herras began to deliberately exercise his strength, whether it is other people's or his own, the boy can easily control it, and then absorb it into his own body, making the domestic animal weak, and the withering of plants and trees is only the most basic ability, as long as Hellas is willing, he can even directly make a person lose his life and die of 'aging'.

Perhaps, this is the power of the 'blood of the void' in the mouth of the middle-aged man.

The mortals feared this power, and they alienated him, and the people of this town tried to expel Helas more than once, but none of them succeeded. As soon as the strong man came within five meters of the boy's side, he would collapse to the ground, as if he had not eaten for several days, and his gaze could deprive everyone of their courage and cause the crowd to disperse.

At least these people are willing to accept me. With this in mind, Herras followed the group of men in black back to their base, a temple deep in the mountains.

He spent twenty years there.

In the past twenty years, the boy of yesteryear grew into a teenager and from a teenager to a young man, and finally, on a blizzard night, the twenty-eight-year-old Herlath replaced his teacher, the middle-aged man of the past, and became the high priest of the underground order.

The old priest, who was very old, looked at his student, and he muttered, as if he wanted to say something. This man could see that a huge and incomparable life vortex was rotating around the other party, absorbing the life of all living beings within a radius of hundreds of meters, and his aging was precisely because of this, otherwise, with his golden peak strength, he would be able to live for at least ten more years.

But so what? The old sect leader didn't have the slightest resentment, he couldn't help but show a weak smile as he looked at his young student, Hellas's strength had surpassed him, touching the edge of extreme intent, which he had only reached when he was in his fifties.

He willingly went to death, using his own corpse as a stepping stone for the other party.

Hellas could see this.

"Don't worry, teacher." The man said so, his tone calm: "I will grant your wish." ”

So the old priest closed his eyes.

The affairs of the Order were dull and tedious, nothing more than destroying everywhere, spreading pestilence, and preaching that the end was coming, but Herras took it seriously and completed it one by one, without the slightest irritation or slackness, like a tireless machine.

He doesn't know good and evil, and he doesn't care about good and evil, killing and destroying is no different from eating and drinking for him, although this man doesn't even know what the ultimate goal of his order is, but his actions symbolize the true sense of unconscious chaos, and countless cultists worship him because of this, worshipping this man who is as simple as a beast.

He was called the High Priest, but Herras did not hold the slightest real power of the Order, and several priests under him occupied all the power, but he didn't care about this little thing at all, men just spread chaos day after day, doing what they should do, and because of this, the name of men gradually spread throughout the western mountains.

Having destroyed more than a dozen towns and killed tens of thousands of human cult high priests, the title of Herras the Blighted and the Messenger of Decay was enough to stop the child's cry, so much so that the name itself became a curse.

And the strength of men is also growing day by day, as if there is no end.

The rapid growth of Hellas's power shocked the kingdoms of the entire western region, every time he appeared, his strength would have a significant increase, the golden peak, the extreme intention, the initial level of the extreme intention, the middle level of the extreme intention, until the peak of the extreme intention, from the growth of disdain to make the Western Kingdom Alliance like a great enemy, it only took more than ten years for the man to do so, this is because he is the leader of the order, he can't practice all the time, otherwise, Hellas's strength will definitely be better.

The encirclement and suppression of Herras ended in several disastrous failures, and the most recent one, the power he showed made everyone even more terrified - three veteran extreme powerhouses joined forces, and he actually killed two of them, and these two people did not have any obvious wounds on their bodies, as if they just died of normal aging, which means that his power has gradually broken away from the limit of extreme will and began to extend to the realm of legends.

A legendary-level cult priest, just thinking about it, makes many small country lords who don't have a legendary powerhouse tremble.

But none of this means anything to Herras. The middle-aged man walked silently in the winter forest, where he passed, the grass and trees withered, all living beings withered, and all life force was plundered and then incorporated into his body.

The power of life is the power of steel, whether it is the power of fighting spirit or the power of blood.

But it is rumored that at the beginning of the creation of the world, there were ancient beasts roaming the void, and their bodies flowed not with life force, but with the purest crystals of steel.

Those with similar powers are naturally able to manipulate the lives of those in lower ranks, and Herras has a hunch that as long as the majestic life force in his body condenses into the crystallization of steel, that will be the time for him to become a legend.

Not now, of course, but the future after that.

The man, who does not know good and evil, does not understand morality, is as savage as a beast, and as regular as a machine, terminates the meaningless thinking in his head.

His goal was the Northland.

And Northland Moldavia, late at night.

Joshua stood on the top floor of the Lord's Mansion, quietly looking at a notebook in his hand.

The notebook looked brand new, but there was a lot of information in a strong handwriting, and the warrior read it intently in the dark, looking very engaged.

What is recorded in it is the experience record of the powerful people who have comprehended the extreme meaning of power and advanced to legend.

Although on the surface, Joshua was confined to the Northland by Israel, this does not mean that His Majesty the Emperor has forgotten the many contributions made by the warriors, whether it is giving away divine crystals or going to the Holy Mountain to slay dragons, the empire has always had many rewards and compensation that have not been given to Joshua.

The warrior refused, and Israel had compensation in terms of money and property, and what he asked for was the Empire's experience of the Perfect Body and the Extreme Will.

To tell the truth, this kind of experience is far more precious than money, but His Majesty the Emperor did not care, and even personally excerpted a lot of notes and gave them to Joshua, he firmly believed that the warrior would surely enter the legend, and everything he walked was just the icing on the cake.

Thanking Israel for his trust, the warrior's gaze swept over the last few lines of the notebook, and he muttered to himself, "The so-called perfect body is the product of further sublimation after entering the transcendent, freeing itself from the shackles of the mortal body...... Therefore, only those who advance with the extreme intention of strength can touch its threshold, and Israel is the advanced level of extreme intent of skill, so he does not know the secret, and there are very few things to say in these experiences, and there are not many people with this kind of natural expertise. ”

After reading it, Joshua closed the book.

This small notebook is better than gold and silver for him, and Joshua has benefited a lot from it. You must know that it is full of the precious experience of the legendary powerhouses of the empire, or the peak powerhouses of extreme will, and by comparing them with the problems they encountered when cultivating, the warriors feel that they have gradually grasped the key to advanced legends and perfect bodies.

That is the life force that is incomparably pure, sublimated to the level of 'steel power'.

All things are born in fire and exist in steel, the fire of the Beginning drives the birth and expansion of the multiverse, and the steel of the Origin creates all living things. Dou Qi is the derivation of the power of life, and the power of life is the diversion of the power of steel, Joshua has been healed many times through the Azure Orb, and has recovered from the critical point of life and death several times, he has been able to manipulate the power of life, not just Dou Qi, the hand that healed Ivan before is the proof that his strength is becoming more and more refined.

But the power of steel is different from the power of life, except for the world of Karlis, the rain of steel that fell from the steel python of the will of the world, the warrior has never seen the pure power of steel again, and at that time, his realm is too low to experience the pure power that can purify the entire world, which has to be said to be a pity.

"When I get back from Moldavia, I might have to go back to the world of Karlis."

Thinking of this in his heart, Joshua couldn't help but recall the contents of the notes in his hand.

In the history of the empire, there is no shortage of strong men at the peak of extreme will, most of them are warriors, but most of these warriors who have reached the top of the mundane world are stuck in the level leading to the legend and cannot advance an inch.

This is because they simply don't know where to go and how to progress.

The purification of Dou Qi into the power of life is already the end for the vast majority of extremely strong people, they have never seen a higher level of power, how can they know their goal? The power of steel spreads throughout the world, as ubiquitous as space, but it is precisely because of this that it is difficult for people living in this environment to appreciate this invisible power, even Israel is also calmly admitting that his advancement is just a momentary feeling, and he suddenly feels one of the original forces in this world, and then advances to the legend.

But Joshua didn't want to rely on luck. His chances are far higher than those of Israel, or even all of them, he has traveled to different worlds many times, and the power of steel in these worlds must be different, the warrior believes that as long as he goes to other worlds next time, then he will definitely start to understand the slight difference between the origin power of the two worlds, and then detect the trace of the power of steel, and touch the threshold of the legendary realm.

He had already seen the gap between the Extreme Intention and the Legend, and all that was left was to wait and break through, continue to polish his body, and cultivate Dou Qi and Life Force.

In the darkness of the night, Joshua raised his right hand, he clenched his fist, and a layer of black-red light gradually appeared on it.

This flame of light is his fighting spirit, black is the glorious power that devours the soul, and red is the pure power that represents high temperature and impact.

The cold winter wind blew through the streets, making a slight hum at the corners of the eaves, and with this sound, the color of the black-red flames on the warrior's fist deepened little by little, purified, and at last, turned into a dark, abyss-like black.

The fire of life.

It was so deep that it seemed to be black from all the colors, symbolizing Joshua's vitality, this power was so thick, as majestic as the sea, the countless healing of the Azure Orb had made the warrior's body adapt to this power, and he could freely manipulate it to heal allies and kill enemies.

Joshua even had such a hunch: as long as his power continued to grow and the power of glory further advanced, then he would be able to manipulate the life force of other creatures around him and use it for his own use, just as a powerful mage could easily control the magic power of a mage lower than him, counteract and control their spells at will, he could also absorb the life force of others at will, just like those great demon kings in fairy tales.

But who would do that? The warrior shook his head disappreciatively, other people's lives have a unique imprint, as long as they are normal people, it is impossible to wantonly absorb the life force of others, then they will completely lose their self-awareness and become a madman like a beast.

The black flames burned silently, and at this time, Joshua's body seemed to be a sun that fell on the earth, covering the entire main city of Moldavia and even the surrounding wasteland, within this range, the monsters retreated in fear, the insects and ants shrank in their nests, and all humans felt inexplicably relieved, as if they were in a warm embrace.

The black-red long strips of energy patterns, with the warrior's right hand as the source point, continued to spread towards his body, which meant that Joshua had used all his strength, and the invisible ripples spread in all directions, shocking all the people in the city with a certain strength.

Atanis got up from his bed in the church, he hurried to the window, and looked at the Lord's Mansion not far away, although the old bishop's eyesight was not good, but with the help of divine magic, he could still see the figure clearly.

Instinctive fear came from the depths of my heart, it was the suppression of the life level. Atanis took a deep breath and said to himself with some envy, "Have you come this far...... Joshua ...... Beruo and Vans will be proud of you. ”

And the artificial intelligence lady floating in the night sky also turned her head and stared at the top floor of the lord's mansion, she wanted to go over and see the situation of the warriors, but the powerful life energy fluctuations stirred the magic elements of the entire city, and No. 3 even felt that this projection of herself was about to be cut off from the connection with the body, she stopped in place, and couldn't help but show a wry smile.

In addition, there were many people who noticed the fluctuations coming from the direction of the Lord's Palace, most of them were some elite adventurers or powerful guards in the caravan, but they did not dare to pay direct attention like No. 3 and Atanis, but stayed in their rooms with some fear, waiting for the fluctuations to end.

Joshua didn't care about the attention around him, and he continued to urge his power, causing the black flames to burn on his right fist, and then produce a qualitative change.

The black-red lines and lines have spread all over the warrior's body, and all the muscles, tendons and internal organs of his body are moving violently, running, and the powerful lungs swallow the air, producing a long, dragon-like echo, Joshua stared at the flames in his hands, without the slightest relaxation.

I don't know how much time passed, but suddenly, in the black flames, a glimmer of silver light suddenly appeared.

Joshua was slightly stunned, he didn't know if this was his illusion or if it was something else, but the next second he was about to take a closer look at the confirmation, the black flame of life was extinguished.

The warrior staggered back. This experiment to sublimate the power of life actually exhausted his majestic fighting energy like a sea, so that now Joshua is in the weakest moment except for serious injuries and near death.

But four hands held the warrior's body from behind, and Joshua looked back to see that it was Hotaru and Rin.

After sensing that the warrior was emitting powerful life fluctuations on the roof of the building, the two divine machines immediately came to the top floor of the Lord's Mansion and watched silently behind him.

"What a good boy."

Leaning against the wall, Joshua gently hugged the two in his arms, he looked at the two silver moons in the dark sky, and his eyes flashed with red light.

The power of the Azure Orb surged, causing the fighting energy in the warrior's body to recover rapidly, and quickly restored his ability to move.

That little bit of silver flash just now, is it the prototype of the power of steel? The warrior did not know, but he knew, the path was feasible. As long as he continues to walk, then whether it is the legendary realm or the perfect body, it is the scenery that must be seen on this road.

"Hotaru, Rin."

He said softly, "I will leave tomorrow for Moldova." ”

The warrior didn't seem to explain his decision, but said to himself: "I have a hunch that maybe by fighting an evenly matched opponent, I will be able to perceive the nature of the power of steel more clearly...... Probably a gift from Ogna, and my hunch has been good ever since. ”

"Hmm." In Joshua's arms, the young man and the girl whispered in response, they are the warrior's magic machine, his weapon, and what the master decides to do, they will never object, but support it.

That's trust.

Because of this most loyal trust, they will accompany the warrior all the way to the end of this world.