Soul of Burning Steel

Forty-four years ago, the star fell 789 years, in the western mountainous area, on the border of a small kingdom.

In the black forest on the border of the Xishan Kingdom, a group of brutal monsters attacked the nearby border town on a certain winter day.

The attack was so sudden that the border town was broken by Warcraft without any resistance. The bloodthirsty monsters broke through the stone wall and easily slaughtered most of the humans in the town. They chewed human bones, bite flesh and blood, breathed fire and frost, and turned the entire residence into ruins.

The defenders who were caught off guard had already issued a distress signal, but it was a group of mysterious men in black who arrived earlier than the kingdom's army.

These weird men who wore hoods and robes, completely shrouded themselves in black, were unexpectedly powerful. They caused strange spells to expel the monsters in the city, and then hurriedly searched for something in the city. For the only remaining survivors in the town, the black people did not have the slightest pity or sympathy. They brutally gathered these people together and checked back and forth.

Finally, a middle-aged man with an eagle-like gaze found a calm boy in the corner of the crowd. The dark red compass in his hand trembled violently, and the pointer was firmly pointed at the opponent.

The boy has long dark green hair and blood on his delicate little face, but it is not his own. Even when he encountered such things as Warcraft Siege, his expression did not change at all, he was always calm, as if the surrounding city was burning completely non-existent.

"Are you here to find me?"

Without paying attention to the gaze of the people in black around him, he turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man. 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 restrain the ecstasy in his heart. He laughed, then bowed down and stroked the boy's face: "My son of prophecy, for seven years, we finally found is you!"

The survivors gathered around were suddenly in an uproar. A certain middle-aged woman stood up shivering. She pointed at the boy with fear, and said tremblingly: "My sires, this child...he, he is weird! No matter what the animal What kind of crops, he will get sick as long as he touches them, or even wither, even his parents..."

She originally wanted to remind these people in black who had saved their lives to be careful of the boy’s weirdness, but the next moment, a gray beam hit the woman, instantly breaking it down into one place. Sticky acid and bones.

Amidst the panicked shouts of the crowd, the middle-aged man who had just released Li Xian said in a cold tone to the people in black around him: "This is the cult's biggest secret... Let them shut their mouths."

"Yes, Lord Priest!" Upon hearing this, the people in black raised their weapons with a grinning smile, and turned to look at the shivering survivor.

Blood splatter.

The **** slaughter began, and this cute boy with dark green long hair did not change his expression at all. From beginning to end, he watched all this indifferently, whether it was the man who was so passionate about him and was called a priest, or those who were just like Pigs and dogs are generally slaughtered, and the neighbors in the neighborhood who have lived together for nearly ten years seem to be insignificant to him.

Life is fragile, like hoarfrost at noon, which will dissipate in an instant. He has known for a long time that since the day his parents died, the boy knew this very well.

"Herras, you are unique and a treasure given to this world by my lord."

Without paying any attention to the massacre that took place on his side, the middle-aged man stood beside the boy and said in an uncontrollable excited tone: "You have the blood of the void, you have the power to draw and control your life! You should be born to join. we!"

Maybe so.

In the boy’s eyes, a cloud of gray-white spirits mixed with turbid life energy escaped from the corpse on the ground, and transformed into all kinds of weird appearances in mid-air, and the boy knew that he could control them at will, as if he was controlling himself. Arm.

Since the accident that killed his parents a few years ago, the boy named Herras began to deliberately exercise his own strength, whether it is other people's or his own, the boy can easily control, and then absorb his own. In the body, weakening domestic animals and withering vegetation is just the most basic ability. As long as Hellas is willing, he can even directly cause a person to lose his life and die from aging.

Perhaps this is the power of the "Void Blood" in the mouth of the middle-aged man.

The mortals feared this power, and they alienated him. The people in this town wanted to expel Hellas more than once, but they never succeeded. As long as a strong man is within five meters of the boy's side, he will be limp to the ground, as if he hasn't eaten for several days, his eyes can deprive everyone of their courage and disperse the crowd that has finally gathered.

At least these people are willing to accept me. Hellas thought so, so he followed the group of people in black back to their base, a temple located deep in the mountains.

He spent twenty years there.

In the past twenty years, the boy of the past has grown into a teenager, and from a teenager to a youth. Finally, on a bitter snowstorm night, the 28-year-old Herras replaced his teacher. The young man became the high priest of this underground cult.

The very aging old priest looked at his student, and he muttered, as if he wanted to say something. This man can see that a huge life vortex is spinning around the other party, absorbing the lives of all creatures within a radius of hundreds of meters. His aging is precisely because of this, otherwise, with the power of his golden peak, at least Can live more than ten years.

But what about it? The old teacher did not have the slightest resentment. He looked at his blue-and-blue student and couldn't help showing a weak smile. Herras' strength had surpassed him and touched the edge of extreme intention. This was when he was in his fifties. Just arrived at the realm.

He willingly died, using his body as a stepping stone for the other side.

Hellas could naturally see this.

"Don't worry, teacher." The man said in a calm tone: "I will fulfill your wish."

So the old priest closed his eyes.

The affairs of the Order are boring, nothing more than sabotage everywhere, spread the plague, and preach that the end will come, but Hellas takes it seriously and completes them one by one, without the slightest irritation and slack, like a tireless machine.

He doesn’t understand good and evil, nor does he care about good and evil. To him, murder and destruction is no different from eating and drinking. Although this man doesn’t even know what the ultimate goal of his sect is, his behavior symbolizes the real In the sense of unconscious chaos, countless cultists worship him and worship this man who is as simple as a beast.

He was called the High Priest, but Hellas did not hold the slightest power of the Order. The several priests under him occupied all the power, but he didn’t care about this little thing at all. The man just spread the chaos day after day, doing What I should do, because of this, the name of a man has gradually spread throughout the western mountainous area.

The cult high priest who destroyed more than a dozen towns and killed tens of thousands of humans. The title of [Herras the Blighter] [Envoy of Decline] is enough to stop the child from crying, so that the name itself has become 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 increase significantly. The golden peak, Jiyi, Jiyi Beginner, Jiyi Intermediate, and even the extreme At the peak of mind, he never thought he would grow up to make the Western Kingdoms Alliance a great enemy. It only took a man more than ten years. This is because he, as the leader of the sect, cannot practice all the time. Otherwise, Hull Russ' strength must be even better.

The encirclement and suppression against Herras ended in several tragic failures, and the most recent time, the power he showed was even more frightening for everyone-three veteran and extremely powerful men joined forces, and he actually killed two people. , And the two people did not have any obvious wounds, as if they were just dying from normal aging, which meant that his power had gradually broken away from the limit of extreme intentions and began to extend to the realm of legend.

A legendary cult priest, as long as he thinks about it, many small country masters who do not have a legendary powerhouse tremble.

But all this is meaningless to Hellas. The middle-aged man walked silently in the dense winter forest. In the land he passed, the vegetation withered, all living beings withered, all the vitality was plundered, and then incorporated into his body.

The power of life is the power of steel, whether it is fighting energy or bloodline power.

But it is said that at the beginning of the creation of the world, there were ancient giants wandering in the void, and their bodies were not the power of life, but the purest crystal of steel.

People with similar powers are naturally able to manipulate the lives of lower-level people. There is a premonition in Hellas, as long as the majestic life force in his body is condensed into the crystal of steel, that is his legendary achievement. Time.

Of course, it is not the present, but the future.

A man who didn't know good and evil, didn't understand morality, was as savage as a beast, and as regular as a machine, stopped the meaningless thinking in his mind.

His target is the Northland.

And the north of Moldavia, late at night.

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

This notebook looks extremely new, but some of them recorded a lot of information with vigorous handwriting. The soldier read the content in the dark attentively, looking very engaged.

What is recorded in it is the experience record of those who have realized the ultimate meaning of power and advanced to legendary power in the past dynasties.

Although on the surface, Joshua was forbidden by Israel in the Northland, this does not mean that His Majesty the Emperor has forgotten the many contributions made by the soldiers, whether it is gifting divine crystals or going to the sacred mountain to slay dragons. The Empire has always had many rewards and compensations that have not been given to Joshua.

The warrior rejected Israel's compensation in terms of money and industry. What he asked for was the empire's [Perfect Body] and [Ultimate Strength] experience records.

To be honest, this kind of experience is far more precious than money, but His Majesty didn’t take it seriously. He even personally took a lot of notes and gave it to Joshua. He firmly believed that the warrior would step into the legend, and everything he walked. It's just icing on the cake.

Thanks to Israel for his trust, the soldier's gaze swept across the last few lines of this notebook, and he muttered to himself: "The so-called perfect body is to enter the transcendence and get rid of the shackles of the mortal body. The product of one step of sublimation...So only people who advance with the force of extreme intentions can touch its threshold. Israel is the extreme advancement of technology, so he does not know the secrets, and these experiences say There are very few people who have this kind of talent and expertise."

After reading it, Joshua closed the booklet.

This small notebook is better than Jinshan Yinhai for him, and Joshua has benefited a lot from it. You know, it is the precious experience of the legendary powerhouses of the empire, or the extreme peak powerhouses. By comparing and referencing the problems encountered during their practice, the fighters feel that they have gradually caught the advanced legend and perfect body. The essential.

That is the vitality that is incomparably pure, sublimated to the point of ‘power of steel’.

All things are born in fire and exist in steel. The initial fire promotes the birth and expansion of the multiverse, and the steel of origin creates all life. Fighting energy is a derivation of life force, and life force is a diversion of steel force. Qiao Xiuya has been cured 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 life force, and It's not just fighting qi, but the hand that healed Ivan before is a proof that his power has become more refined.

But the power of steel is not the same as the power of life. Except for the world of Karlis, the rain of steel dropped by the world-willed steel python, the warrior never saw the pure power of steel again. At that time, his The realm is too low to experience the pure power that can purify the entire world. This has to be said to be a pity.

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

With this in mind, Joshua couldn't help but recalled the contents of the notes in her hand.

In the history of the empire, there is no shortage of powerhouses at the pinnacle of extreme intentions. Most of them are fighters, but most of the fighters who have reached the top of the mundane world are stuck on the level that leads to the legend. .

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

Fighting energy is purified as the power of life. For most of the extremely strong, it is already the end. They have never seen a higher level of power, how do they know their goals? The power of steel is all over the world, like space everywhere, but because of this, it is difficult for people living in this environment to appreciate this invisible force, even Israel admits it frankly, My advancement is just a momentary feeling, and I suddenly realized one of the original forces in this world, and then advanced to the legend.

But Joshua didn't want to rely on luck. His fate is much higher than that of Israel, and even everyone else. 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 again next time World, then he can definitely begin to realize from the slight difference between the origins of the two worlds, and then detect the trace of the power of steel, and touch the threshold of the legendary realm.

He has clearly seen the gap between Jiyi and Legend, and what is left is to wait and break through, continue to polish his body, cultivate grudge and vitality.

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

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

The cold winter wind blew across the street, and a slight buzzing sounded at the corner of the eaves. With this sound, the black and red flames on the fighters' fists deepened and purified bit by bit, until finally, it became It was extremely dark, black like an abyss.

Fire of life.

It is extremely deep, as if the black that all colors converge, symbolizing Joshua’s vitality. This power is so heavy, as majestic as the sea. The numerous treatments of the Azure Orb have made the warrior’s body adapted to this power. , He can freely manipulate it to heal allies and kill enemies.

Joshua even has such a hunch: As long as his power continues to grow stronger and the power of glory further advances, then he can manipulate the vitality of other creatures around him and use it for his own use, just as a powerful wizard can It is easy to control the magic power of lower-level mages, and to counteract and control their spells at will. He can also absorb the vitality of others at will, just like those great demon kings in fairy tales.

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

The black flame burned silently. At this time, if Joshua’s body was seen with energy vision, it was like a sun falling on the ground, covering the entire Moldavia main city and even the surrounding wasteland. Within the scope, the beasts frightened and evaded, the insects and ants shrank in their nests, and all humans felt extremely at ease, as if they were in a warm embrace.

The black and red long strip of energy lines, originating from the warrior’s right hand, are spreading towards his body, which means that Joshua has used all his strength, and the invisible ripples spread in all directions, causing all of the city. People with certain strength were surprised.

Atanis got up from his own bed in the church, he hurriedly walked to the window and looked at the lord's mansion not far away. Although the old bishop's eyesight was not good, he could still see the figure clearly with the help of magical arts. .

Instinctive fear came from the bottom of my heart, that was the suppression of life rank. Atanis took a deep breath and said to himself with some envy: "Have you reached this point...Joshua...Beruo and Fan will be proud of you."

And the artificial intelligence lady floating in the night sky also turned her head and stared at the top of the lord’s mansion. She wanted to go over and see the situation of the soldiers, but the powerful life energy fluctuations stirred the magical elements of the entire city, and No. 3 even felt This projection of herself had to be cut off from the body, and she stopped where she couldn't help showing a wry smile.

In addition, many people have noticed the fluctuations in the direction of the Lord’s Mansion. Most of them are elite adventurers or powerful guards in the caravan, but they dare not pay attention directly like No. 3 and Atanis. , But stayed in his room with some fear, waiting for the fluctuation to end.

Qiao Xiu didn't care about the attention of the surroundings, he continued to urge his own power, causing the black flame to burn on his right fist, causing a slight qualitative change.

The black-red line striped road has spread all over the soldier. All the muscles, tendons and internal organs in his body are in violent movement and rotation. The powerful lungs swallow air, producing a long and incomparable echo like a dragon, Qiao Xiu Ya stared at the flame in her hand, not slack in the slightest.

I don't know how long it has passed. Suddenly, a silver light appeared in the black flame.

Qiao Xiuya was taken aback for a moment. He didn't know if this was his own illusion or something happened, but in the next second he was about to take a closer look and confirm, the black fire of life went out.

The soldier staggered back. This experiment to try to sublimate the power of life actually consumed his majestic vindictiveness, so that now Qiao Xiu is in a moment of weakness except for being seriously injured and dying.

But the four hands supported the warrior's body from the back, and Joshua looked back, but it was Hotaru and Rin.

After the two divine machines realized that the soldiers were emitting a powerful wave of life on the roof, they immediately came to the top of the lord's mansion and silently watched behind him.

"What a good boy."

Leaning on the wall, Joshua gently hugged the two of them in his arms. He looked at the two silver double moons in the gloomy sky, and his eyes shone with red light.

The surging strength of the Azure Orb quickly restored the fighting spirit in the warrior~www.novelmtl.com~ and quickly restored his ability to move.

Is the silver flash just now the prototype of the power of steel? The soldier didn't know, but he knew that this path was feasible. As long as he continues to walk, whether it is a legendary realm or a perfect body, it will be a landscape that will inevitably be seen on this road.

"Firefly, Rin."

He said softly: "I will leave tomorrow and go to Moldova."

The warrior didn't seem to explain his decision, but was saying to himself: "I have a hunch, maybe fighting a well-matched opponent, I will be able to more clearly perceive the nature of the power of steel...probably Ogner's Give it a gift, since that time, my hunch has always worked well."

"Yeah." In Joshua's arms, the young girl replied softly. They are the warrior's magic weapon and his weapon. They will never object to what the master decides to do, but will give back their support.

This is trust.

Because of this most loyal trust, they will accompany the fighters to the end of this world.