aircannonsinc Chapter 319: The Crown of Reason Appears Again
Chapter 319: The Crown of Reason Appears Again
There was a loud bang!
The Sky Island was pierced by a figure. The figure, whose body was shining with holy light, was none other than Tianli, who flew backwards after his arm was broken.
"This is a similar experience..." Tianli murmured, flew out of the gradually healing gap, looked directly at the person in black flying towards him, and raised his hand to the sky.
The crown representing the ultimate truth of the world then expanded, wrapping around Him and the figure dressed in black. Before the fair duel of strength, Tianli's left arm had already recovered.
"It's this thing again." Mo Ran gritted his teeth, holding a large area of space with both hands, and bombarded it outwards, trying to avoid being dragged into this strange duel again.
However, the space could only hinder the shrinking speed slightly. After all, he had to escape from this area. Mo Ran clenched his palm in the air and tore it down fiercely.
A space crack the size of a human body appeared, but before he could step into the crack, the law of nature moved again, and hundreds of beams of light blasted out, pointing directly at the tattered black clothes.
Faced with the beam of light that could take his life, Mo Ran had no choice but to let go and do his best to dodge to the side. However, among those hundreds of beams of light, the true body of Tianli was also hidden.
While the man in black was concentrating on avoiding the beam of light in front of him, Tianli revealed his true form and stabbed straight forward with his palm like a knife.
However, this attack did not succeed. Instead, Mo Ran seized the flaw and hit his body with the fused power of the seven elements.
Bang bang bang!
Tianli stepped on the void, and a heavy muffled sound was heard. It was the sound of space trembling, indicating the terrifying force of this blow.
"Reason cannot be violated and reason cannot be reversed." While staggering, Tianli uttered the first spell softly, and the Crown of Reason above him began to glow.
Mo Ran's eyes narrowed, he clenched his fists, and the fist marks were like the roar of a dragon and a tiger, rushing straight towards the fighting bull, shaking the heaven and earth. He punched towards the law of nature, and the other punch hit the crown of reason.
"Follow the rules and follow the rules, respect heaven and earth."
During this time, Tianli completed the second spell, and the fist was in front of him. He did not dodge, but raised his hand, formed a seal, and hit back with his palm.
The Crown of Reason had no such countermeasure. It was hit by this punch that was like thousands of punches, causing it to vibrate and hum. The three tiny cracks at the corners, which were already very unstable, were now even more cracked by the vibration, forming a complete crack.
Then, Tianli stretched out his other hand, patted the man in black, and said softly: "All living beings are equal, including you and me."
Three spells were uttered, and the Crown of Reason was fully activated. The power of Mo Ran and Tian Li was drained away. They could no longer stand on the void and fell from mid-air.
Boom!
Two sounds of falling were heard with close differences, and they fell onto the platform formed by the Crown of Reason. They quickly got up and felt the remaining specific strength in their bodies.
However, it seemed that everything was gone. The elemental power, the immortal power, the ability that once empowered everyone to respond, had all disappeared, leaving only a complete body.
Mo Ran took a deep breath. Now he could only rely on physical combat.
"The strength level of a mortal is acceptable." Tianli looked at her hands. There was no feeling of strength filling her body, which seemed to be a very long time ago for her.
When he raised his eyes again, a man in black clothes approached him and started swinging his fists. Without giving him any time to react, he punched him one after another.
Under this sudden attack, Tianli retreated hastily, raised his hands to block the moves, and waited for an opportunity to counterattack. The battle between fists and palms lasted for dozens of moves.
Just as Mo Ran was about to punch again, Tianli found his weakness, fell backwards with one hand supporting the ground, then aimed his left foot at the opponent's chest and kicked out hard.
This kick was used with full force. If it had hit the target, it would have broken several bones and sent the person flying backwards for a long distance.
But the opponent was on guard and grabbed the foot with one hand. Seeing that the attack failed, Tianli flipped over and swept his other foot towards Mo Ran's forehead.
But Mo Ran blocked it with his horizontal arm, then grabbed one of his feet with one hand, lifted him up and then threw him down hard. Tianli's whole body was hanging in the air, with no foothold for him to break free.
However, God is not an ordinary person. Since there is no leverage point, then he simply doesn't need it. He relies on the strong waist strength to turn around and stand up, swinging his fists, hitting the opponent's head from both sides.
Mo Ran was forced into a corner and had to let go of Tianli's ankles. While blocking the fists with his hands, he raised his knees and pushed hard.
Tianli raised his foot and kicked on the knee, then jumped three feet high. Then, as he turned his body, a sharp sword appeared in his hand, like a fairy from the sky, and the tip of the sword pointed at a black robe on the ground.
As for Mo Ran, when he raised his head to be on guard, a sharp sword also appeared in his hand. It should be the weapon suddenly distributed by the Crown of Reason.
Without hesitation, Mo Ran dodged the sword coming from above by leaning sideways and slashed with the sword, but Tianli was prepared and only the skin was scratched, the wound was so slight that it was unnoticeable.
The sword is the king of all weapons and has always been carried by men of letters and poets. Most sword techniques are also derived from sword dances.
The swords the two men were holding were the most common three-foot green swords. Although they were the same sword, the sword moves of the two sword holders were different.
The sword in Tianli's hand gives birth to millions of sword techniques, like a field full of spring vitality, with hundreds of flowers in full bloom, all things contending, and hundreds of moves and thousands of styles, which are amazing.
The sword in Mo Ran's hand is like a plum blossom in the cold winter, a single branch standing out from the rest, with only a few cold stars on the vast snowy plain. His moves are extremely simple, his swordsmanship is dull, and it is difficult to have ups and downs.
However, when they faced off with swords, it was hard to tell who was better. There was no clear winner. Cold light flashed, and the sound of iron striking continued. Every sword was aimed directly at the opponent's fatal spot.
Tianli shuttled up and down, twisting his body and wielding the sword with a sharp edge. On the other hand, Mo Ran's feet did not leave the ground, as if he had drawn a line on the ground as a prison, and his defense was as solid as a rock.
To break this deadlock, one person must either stop first or discard the sword and replace it with another weapon.
During the fight, the sharp swords in the hands of the two men disappeared. Without thinking, they hurriedly slapped each other and each jumped ten steps away.
When they landed, they each had a spear in their hands. When they held the spear upside down, the tassels moved slightly, and the spear tips showed a cold edge, reflecting endless cold light.
The spear is the king of all weapons. It can be hard or soft, and can be used for both offense and defense. However, it is difficult to master the spear technique. One needs to start with stick techniques. Most people in the world are impetuous. How can they have a peaceful mind and be willing to practice spear techniques?
As their eyes met, the two figures moved. The distance of twenty steps was gone in a flash. As their guns entangled, their legs and feet could not rest and they tripped each other.
The gun in Mo Ran's hand was like a tyrant coming to the world, opening and closing it widely, and when the gun came out, there was a roar of a tiger and a dragon.
The Spear of Heaven's Principle is as agile as a snake, and its fighting method is elusive, which can take people's lives.
Point, pick, stab...the basics of spearmanship were played out in a variety of ways. When the tips of the two people's spears rubbed against each other, it was like a glimpse of a stunning beauty, making the flowers on earth pale in comparison.
During the fight, both of them had several wounds on their bodies, but the tip of one gun was stained with blood, while the tip of the other gun was just colder, because there was no blood in Tianli's body.
After a fight, the two men retreated five steps each, and the base of their palms were cracked, but the condition of their gun barrels and gun tips was the opposite.
They stood still, took a breath and then rushed towards each other with their spears.
As he was dragged, the spear disappeared, and a spark of fire appeared when their eyes met, and then expanded little by little, as if the flames of hell were covering the world.
Flames rose up from behind the man in black, as if he was carrying an unyielding spirit and was determined to burn all obstacles in front of him.
Behind the holy figure, the flames are enchanting yet domineering, as if they can dominate the ups and downs of the world and control the life and death of all things.
The two figures did not stop because of the disappearance of the spears. They still rushed towards each other with supreme murderous intent and flames rising.
The flames were confronting each other, and their owners were also fighting. Flames as hot as the sun blasted out, making the already flame-filled venue even more dazzling.
Zizi...zizi...
The sound of the flame being extinguished suddenly rang out, and the world was ruled by ice again. Two biting coldness collided with each other, and along with some icy flowers, they stabbed at each other.
The two sides fought fiercely, and they were unwilling to give in until one side was dead or alive.
……
Outside, on the devastated Sky Island.
Once again, the building was restored, and the cause of the destruction was the battle between the Rock Demon Morax and the Space Ruler.
They fought all the way from the Sky Island to the outside, and then were affected by the flying Heavenly Law for a moment, and then went on to fight against the building.
This was the moment of confrontation, and the ruler of space kept colliding his fists, making a terrifying crackling sound, but it was not the bones of his hands that made the sound, but the space that was being held that was buzzing.
The hem of Morax's clothes was a little torn, and the hand holding Guan Hong was trembling and numb, with cracks at the base of his palm and blood dripping down the gun barrel to the ground.
The strength of the Space Ruler is about 30% of the First Throne of the main body. In addition, this is Sky Island, her home court. It is not easy for Morax to fight until this moment alone.
However, simply restraining her is not enough. What Morax needs to do is to defeat her. After defeating the current ruler, he can continue to fight for the next target.
He hopes that all his friends can return safely and the continent of Teyvat can be stable, so even if he dies, Morax has to go there.
He once asked Mo Ran, wanting to know from the mouth of that old friend who seemed to be omnipotent what living beings should and should not do in this world.
But the old friend just said calmly: "Do what you want to do, forget it if you don't want to trouble yourself. The world is so big, there will always be someone who can surpass you and me, so if you really don't want to, just don't think about it and don't do it."
This seemingly absurd and evasive answer actually pleased Morax very much. He had always acted like this, retreating behind the scenes, having free time every day, and experiencing the life of an ordinary person.
And at this moment, Morax wants to fight, fight this day, fight the ruler in front of him, fight until the last moment of his life, until he dies!
"Huh? Was he beaten silly? Why is he not moving at all?" The Space Ruler showed doubt in her eyes and raised her fist to attack, but she found that this demon god, whom she regarded as a weakling, had changed.
Morax's eyes were bright, his torn clothes fluttered without wind, and he was full of fighting spirit, as if he could poke a hole in the sky. The rock god, who was the only one in the world, was back.
As the Piercing Rainbow Spear was swung, incomparable demonic power poured out, and Morax's figure seemed to rise countless feet in an instant. He could control the heaven and earth with a flip of his palm and command life and death in all directions.
The radiance of the Heart of God shone forth, and with earth-shattering force, he lowered the tip of his spear, pointed it at the ruler of space, and killed him...