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Five hundred and eighty-ninth chapter light to

Nathers noticed that he was not the only one who was given by Azel. His brother, Rekton, was also shrouded in the light cast by the sun disk.

The sacred light seemed to make Rekton remember the moment of ascension. He climbed to the altar with his terminally ill brother on his back and bathed in the dazzling light of the sun disc. He was not qualified to ascend. He was already ready to be wiped out, but by chance he was enlightened and ascended.

The light shone into his eyes, melting the darkness that covered his mind. Intermittent memories emerged one after another, and those things that disappeared like mirages appeared again, and the reason that was deeply blocked in the depths of his mind and was locked in the madness gradually returned.

Rekton felt pain and fear, no longer sure which experience was true, his body shaking, the light that once reshaped his flesh and blood was now stinging him, swaying back and forth between truth and lies.

A big, black, hard, inhuman but powerful hand stretched out from behind and covered his shoulders.

He turned his head and saw a jackal-like face. It was originally the target he wanted to tear apart, but now for some reason, the incomprehensible hatred disappeared...

"Brother, I will join you until the end."

This sentence easily approached Rekton's heart, and the originally turbid place of his eyes became clear and clear.

A strange change appeared in the golden light that enveloped the earth, and a strange light lit up. Zelas turned into an immortal meteor and rose slowly after being suppressed by the sun disk.

"Azir! Don't try to stomp me under your feet!"

Zelas was as dazzling as a new star. He put the burning chains into his body, and the energy released was greatly increased. With a wave of his hand, he saw a series of arcane comets, spreading his five fingers, and endless lightning. The sky was splashed with rain of fire and lightning, flooding Azer like the end of the world.

Azer danced his pole sword and resisted with all his might, but he could not block everything. The sunlight shield was smashed by the burning comet. He dragged the flame tail into the temple below like a dying star.

Azer fell into the city, and Zelas floated into his fall. Looking at the scene, his face darkened.

"Your Majesty has just ascended and has not yet fully grasped the power of ascension."

"It's time for us to do it! Just like last time." Rekton waved his crescent knife and axe, waving his tail excitedly. He was eager to fight side by side with Nathers again.

"Just last time..." Nathers held the long-handled battle axe tightly, and the scene of the two brothers defeating Zelas together is still vivid in my mind. Can they defeat Zelas?

"Go!"

Rekton's roar came from his ears, and Nathers could no longer hesitate. They had to hold Zelas and could not let him kill Azel, otherwise Shurima's rise would die.

The two gods accelerated the run along the windproof dam. With just one heartbeat, their huge figure changed from motionless to unseen afterimage, and in one step, they flew through the moat that was 100 meters wide.

This is an unexpected acceleration and jumping ability. Even if you don’t have anything, you can easily crash the human city walls with your weight of dozens of tons. However, the floor of the Dawn Oasis can withstand this huge impact and allow them to land safely.

Nathers raised his axe and stabbed towards the sky, releasing the withering power. Zelas was sore and angry, and the flames in his heart pounded, but there was no sign of dimness. Rekton rushed towards Zelas like a beast out of the cage, and slashed Zelas in the air with a knife.

Zelas crashed into the wall, and the fragments of the stone wall fell and buried him. The ruins exploded, and Zelas rushed out again, and his anger turned into a hot light, burning Rekton's scales to curl. Nathus rushed over to rescue the siege, and both sides fell into a fierce battle.

...

The huge impact destroyed the exterior wall, and the stone slabs at the top also fell down, and the heavy weight pressed on Azer.

Shiville in the temple was startled by this scene. She swept away the surging dust and looked at Azer falling from the sky, and couldn't help swallowing hard.

Azir's body was burning with white flames, and it could be seen that it was Zelas's handwriting. She looked at the big hole in the ceiling and saw that Zelas did not chase after him, slowly approached Azir.

The ascension emperor, who was the same blood as her, was now in a coma. His arm broke when he fell and was bent unnaturally. The golden eagle armor lost its luster under the burning of flames, and the white light in his eyes, which was like the newborn sun, was gradually weakening.

Although Nathers said that ascensioners would slowly recover as long as they were not killed or injured, no one could guarantee that Zelas would chase after him before that. Azel saved her life, and she should have saved him from danger.

Azel was pressed under a stone slab weighing more than a thousand pounds. Although his size was the same as Zelas, only Nathers' normal size, Shiville could not drag him out by himself, let alone the magic flames of Zelas were burning on him.

She looked around, but there was no one in the temple except her and Azir. Kahn and Kasha rushed out after Azir took off. They could not care about her safety. Let her stay in the temple and not participate in the battle outside.

Fortunately, the healing spring was not far away. Shiville picked up the pottery on the ground and scooped water back and forth to pour it on Azer.

...

Zelas, who had lifted the ban, had more strength than the two brothers imagined, and once again put them at a disadvantage. The evil fire was like rain, and the whole city was burning with the crazy laughter of Zelas.

History repeats itself again, Nathus panting in the gravel on the ground with his battle axe. His legs were broken, his left arm hung weakly beside him, from his shoulders to his wrists. Rekton collapsed into the sea of ​​fire not far away, and the broken spine made him unable to get up to fight, and could only endure the burning pain.

Everything is being carried out according to the plan, but why can't I beat Zeras?

Just when Nathers felt very powerless, Azel returned.

"Shurima, your emperor is back."

The Ascension Emperor, who was eagle-headed and the human body, appeared again above the capital, raised his hands high, and the red ribbon fluttered in the wind. He held the blade of his staff high and shot out golden light, so bright that Nathus could not look directly at it.

Wherever the light reaches, sand soldiers rise from the sand and stand every inch of land.

On the other side of the river, hundreds of square arrays are neatly arranged in perfectly symmetrical shapes, waiting for the emperor's orders. They are covered with the fishy smell of deep soil, both dry and dirty, like rotten robes sometimes blown by the wind on the dunes and stuck to the skeletons.

They braved the dense gust of wind, and each step was filled with a strong murderous aura. The blades on the guns were shining with crystal embellishments, piercing towards the direction where Zelas was.

Zelas was tired of the wheel battles of the gods, and it was time for this absurdity to end.

"Azir, I will knock you back to the ground! Destroy your city again!"

Zelas's body burst out with a strong light, as dazzling as an explosion of supernova. He put the ignited chains into his body, and countless arcane fires gushed out of his body.
Chapter completed!
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