PDLP Chapter 264 Wholesale Different Dimensions, Please Die, Overlord's Sorrow
Chapter 264 Wholesale Different Dimensions, Please Die, Overlord's Sorrow
"hehe....."
"It's not over yet, Byodoin-senpai."
"A warm reminder: if you don't resist, there's a chance you'll die!"
The moment the words fell.
Beichuan's eyes became particularly sharp.
His entire body was filled with an indescribable aura of vastness.
moment.
The terrifying pressure fell directly on the Phoenix of Byodoin.
Almost in the blink of an eye.
The opponent began to be oppressed and gradually bent over.
at the same time.
Waves of dust and smoke gradually rose around Beichuan.
Faintly, a figure walked slowly out from among them.
A pair of eyes flashing red, silver-white armor stained with blood, a long sword with a cold and sharp light, the sound of heart-wrenching footsteps, and the wailing sounds of endless wandering souls.
Sparkling......
Like the sound of a sword.
A ray of clear light suddenly appeared.
"Another dimension—Gravekeeper!"
Under Beichuan's emotionless voice.
A huge figure that made him feel complicated was reflected in the eyes of the Phoenix in Byodoin.
[The soul that escapes must be killed! ]
It was as if the sound of the underworld was slowly coming.
A long sword with a cold light pierced directly through the Phoenix of Byodoin Temple.
Followed by.
The long sword seemed to nail it to the ground.
The huge figure turned into a cloud of dust and dissipated in the wind.
boom! ! !
Pfft!
Tsk tsk...
Snap...
Everything was as if it had never happened, when the tennis ball reappeared.
A tennis ball fell helplessly to the ground above the chest of the Byodoin Phoenix.
As for him, he knelt on the ground helplessly and looked up at the sky.
His eyes were particularly red, as if he was enduring extreme pain.
"Boss!!!"
All of a sudden.
Duke Watanabe's eyes turned red in the stands, and he started shouting anxiously.
"This classmate."
"The game isn't over yet!"
Just as Duke Watanabe was about to rush onto the court.
A group of tall and strong bodyguards who were waiting around appeared in front of him and blocked him.
"Calm down!"
"Even if you go up, Byodoin Boss won't let you go."
"The Overlord can only die in battle, not escape!"
Kanata Irie, who was standing by, looked at Duke Watanabe, who was once again in a state of exploding clothes, shook his head helplessly, and began to persuade him.
At this moment.
He even suspected that Kurobe Yukio and others from the Neon U-17 training camp wanted to abandon Byodoin Phoenix.
At the same time, I also felt incredible about Beichuan's strength.
[Perhaps even a young samurai can hardly rival him...]
Seeing Duke Watanabe stop panting, Irie Kanata looked at Kitagawa who was looking down at the half-kneeling Byodoin Phoenix on the court, and couldn't help but make this evaluation in his heart.
"Duke."
"You got it!"
"Even if I die today, I don't need you to interrupt this game!"
next moment.
Enduring the pain in her body, Byodoin Phoenix roared at Duke Watanabe at the top of her lungs with red eyes.
Bang!
Subsequently.
He used the racket in his hand to press against the ground and propped himself up.
"Are you ready?"
"coming soon!"
next moment.
An aura like the scorching sun gradually emanated from his body.
Compared with the previous breath.
This aura is even more powerful and domineering.
It seems like he is going to flatten hell, but it also seems like he is going to carve out a path to become a king.
Majestic, sacred, and domineering!
Until Beichuan was completely enveloped by this breath.
A road to heaven vaguely appeared.
The wails and sighs of countless losers could be heard everywhere.
And at the end of this.
A figure wearing white armor, a golden mask, and long red hair fluttering in the wind stood above.
The dark red cloak fluttered in the wind, and red-gold inscriptions were outlined on the armor.
A huge long sword emitting a purple, dark glow was placed behind his back.
"Tianba!"
Beichuan whispered softly.
There was no trace of emotion in the voice.
At this moment, it was as if the overlord of the sky, the true king, was issuing his will to the mortal spirit.
The long sword that looked like the blade of the underworld was suddenly held in the hands of that figure.
As Beichuan swung the racket in his hand.
The long sword also swung out fiercely.
boom! ! !
A deafening roar resurfaced from the court.
In endless light.
The ball is hit and it comes out, Tianlu is domineering!
Until the wind is light and the clouds are clear.
A tennis ball came across the court at an extremely fast speed, and then hit the belly of the Byodoin Phoenix like a long knife.
puff!
Ahem! ! !
puff~
Bangdang......
He still had no power to fight back, and was like a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.
Byodoin Phoenix knelt on the ground and curled up, saliva and blood flowing from his mouth.
The churning feeling in his abdomen, coupled with the unspeakable pain, made him sweat profusely on the ground.
"One more ball."
"Please die!"
The ruthless sound slowly echoed on the court.
Creak~
Vaguely.
The sound of a door opening seemed to come from the void.
Tread...tap...tap...
at the same time.
Among the countless sword lights above Beichuan.
A tall figure approached vaguely.
It only takes a moment.
The sword light seemed to freeze on the spot.
Wow...
Click...click...click...
The sounds of iron chains, swords breaking, and so on reached the ears of the Phoenix of Byodoin Temple one after another.
A feeling of suffocation that he found difficult to control arose spontaneously.
Cold sweat gradually appeared on my forehead unconsciously.
The body's self-protection mechanism seemed to be stimulated by something.
Adrenaline was pumping.
"abyss!"
A voice without any emotion rang in everyone's ears.
In an instant, it was as if I fell into an icy cave.
Suddenly.
Beichuan slowly raised the racket in his hand.
The next moment.
The figure gradually appeared in the sight of Byodoin Phoenix.
His upper body was naked, with countless blood-stained chains wrapped around his arms and legs.
In his hand was a broken iron sword.
But this sword is filled with the wails of endless ghosts and monsters.
And even in this scene, this figure was shrouded in milky white light.
A special sense of sacredness fills people's hearts.
"town!"
The figure looked mercilessly at the Byodoin Phoenix, who looked like a defeated dog.
He slowly raised the broken sword in his hand and pointed it at the other party.
With the moment the sound fell.
The sword light shattered, revealing the tennis ball.
boom!
at the same time.
Beichuan also swung the racket in his hand.
Followed by a crisp crashing sound.
The tennis ball seemed to turn into a sword shadow and flashed by.
Wherever it passed, gullies appeared and cracks grew.
In the dust.
The figure had already appeared in front of the Phoenix of Byodoin with a sword in hand, with the tip of the sword resting against the opponent's jaw.
drop!
The fear of death instantly devoured the heart of Byodoin Phoenix.
Cold sweat dripped and the tennis ball fell to the ground.
At this moment, it seemed as if the earth was shaking.
boom! ! !
Amid the violent roar, everyone gradually fell into deafness.
Until a moment later.
On the dilapidated football field, a figure, as if struck by lightning, lay straight on the ground.
If you look closely.
The other party was no longer breathing.