Legend of the chosen ones: Beyond Destiny Chapter 1561 - 800: Heroes and Beasts (Part 3)

As Ji Jue reached out his hand, the flas spread, and a three-headed giant serpent slithered out from the iron light, its six tal wings unfolding as it soared into the air!

The second one...

Right before Darcey's eyes, the second Hero Seed lost control and transford into a monster.

"Mutant!?"

He instinctively blurted out, his pupils contracting repeatedly: What was happening to the Hero Seed at this mont was undoubtedly a mutation!

Fight poison with poison, cloak the pollution with an even stronger one, use a more thorough mutation to recreate the mutation… After realizing the essence of the hero's downfall, just a slight inducent, and then...

All Things Self-transform!

In the cycle of Three-phase Alchemy, break free from all shackles, reborn and recreated into the current form!

"Reckless!"

He was furiously enraged, raising his scepter, the shadow of the Tyrant descended like a raging tide, suppressing the retaliating Helrenir, yet amidst the binding shadows, the mutated Hero Seed no longer obeyed Siegfried's Ring, roaring repeatedly.

Suddenly, Self-Destruction!

Boom!!!

Countless fragnts burst forth from the fierce flas, leaving a massive crater on the ground.

The shattered Hero Seed reappeared in the flas, strands of silver light extending around, pulling the fragnts, and then, reborn once more.

Once again, it opened its massive mouth towards Darcey, causing the face of Iron Valve to twitch repeatedly, and he shouted angrily:

"A re creation, dares to retaliate against its master!"

A gentle laugh echoed, mocking from afar.

"Since you turned them from heroes to fallen beasts, how can you bla them after they break free from their chains and retaliate against the so-called 'master'?"

Between steel and monster, a side face appeared, glancing at him with a contemptuous smile.

When heroes fall to beasts, and countless armies transform into monsters.

It's difficult to discern which side is Zhi Fu and which side is Ember.

But right before everyone's eyes, the Red Sky Banner flapped in the wind, the tide surged anew, and endless torrents reappeared from Ji Jue's hand.

Confront mass with mass!

No matter how enraged Darcey was, he counterattacked.

The sky raged, the earth cracked, countless hands fell from the sky and rose from the ground, futilely ravaging that spreading silver light.

Yet, amidst the continuous loud roars, the silver Sea Tide surged upstream, countless steel monsters shrieking excitedly, devouring everything in sight.

Inch by inch, they advanced against Darcey.

Roaring echoes.

Amidst the countless rmaids' cries, the thunder gradually extinguished, Fubuti completely engulfed, with no remains, and then, as Ji Jue waved, a vast purple-black Thunderbolt descended, the dead hero transford once again into a monster, revealing its monstrous form.

Under the monster's siege, the warlord struggled left and right. Steel fractured inch by inch within the machinery's slaughter.

The sound of cracking echoed.

From Darcey's hand, the pitch-black scepter cracked with crevices… the shadow of the Tyrant wavered, shattered, unable to perform any further under the suppression of the Red Sky Banner.

No suspense, no reversal.

From this mont onwards, the outco was determined.

What remained was futile struggle and delay.

"Now, who is the one playing petty tricks? Who is overestimating themselves?"

Amidst the beasts and monsters, Ji Jue walked forward with his hands behind his back, glancing at that furious and sinister face, filled with curiosity.

Allowing Darcey's attempts at counterattack again and again.

Until the last ti he raised the scepter, but there was no response from Dragon Blood Soldiers or Hero Seed.

A deathly silence.

Behind Darcey, the ghostly figure of the forr Saint remained solemn. But sadly, that solemn face appeared so void and blurred, no longer displaying any luster.

It was like a soul had been taken away.

Rather than being a King of Heroes, it was nothing more than a corpse, an empty shell, a slave numbingly laboring with shackles.

Allowing the Tyrant's Law of the scepter to mobilize its power, yet it showed no active cooperation.

As all settled in Dust, there was no further Reaction.

Just silently gazing at him.

Waiting for release, waiting for the End, waiting for death.

"Pearls covered in Dust, entrusted to the wrong person."

Ji Jue lowered his eyes: "Creatures of You Sui, like Zhi Fu, dare to claim the title of a hero?"

He said, "Kneel!"

As such, the Heavenly Origin's Weight exploded suddenly, beneath the shadow of the shattered tower, Darcey futilely wailed, roared, his face flushed, his eye corners cracked, blood appearing.

But regardless of how he struggled, his body bent inch by inch, falling to Dust.

Unmoveable.

Even the scepter he regarded as his life was pulled by Invisible forces, leaving his hand, landing into Ji Jue's grasp.

"Those disrespectful of royal ways, ignorant of heavenly fate, no matter how the fireflies flutter, it is but such an ugly state… and should, appropriate to stop."

Ji Jue indifferently overlooked, the scepter in his hand disintegrated inch by inch, turning into dust and scattering away.

Amongst the dispersing Illusion Light, only a single golden ring erged from Dust, appearing so dim, no longer possessing its past radiance, landing into Ji Jue's hand.

"Behead."

He pronounced the ultimate judgnt.

Thus, Pan Ying whistled, flashing and vanishing, a burst of blood light surged, and Darcey's head flew up, landing at Ji Jue's feet.

As the body disintegrated and disappeared, that twisted and convulsed face was eternally solidified under the shroud of rcury.

Thus, after ticulous crafting, in front of everyone, it was hung beside the remnants of the Work Cell, like an exhibition, open to the gaze beyond the Crack Realm.

"...A chicken and a dog, easily defeated!"

Ji Jue lifted his head, once again glancing at You Sui, staring at that turbulent Illusion Light, as if looking at the ever-changing faces behind it.

"Don't keep waiting too long."

He said, "Next."