Chapter 96 Reunion

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As a corner of a family portrait, no, a family bucket, the skeleton is moving stiffly on a translucent pull line.

There was blood on the joints of the newly dead, making it look like a scene from hell.

During this process, the feather pen's energy consumption increases.

He still had no intention of stopping, and his focus was on the remains of Princess Mary.

The process of sacrifice is a strangulation of the soul and body. The resentment left by Princess Mary during her lifetime lingers for a long time. The feather pen tries to let the skeleton regain some memories of her life through obsession.

It's just a skeleton, like a gnat trying to shake a tree to the devil, but it is vital to them.

There's hope.

He narrowed his eyes, and Princess Mary's skeleton twisted half of its body stiffly, turned back, and slashed towards the altar inscription with its sharp claws.

Compared to Luke, Princess Mary obviously hated her more for her own son who used her as one of the sacrifices in the end.

The wear and tear caused by the scratching of finger bones is sharp and harsh.

Lujia got goose bumps all over his body. He felt his grandmother's love for the first time. When a grandparent and grandchild are of one mind, they can accomplish anything.

"I'm going to write another article called 'Grandma 2' later."

In memory of his deceased great relative.

The quill that was still concentrating on writing twitched slightly at the corner of its mouth.

The altar was bombarded, and the speed at which the devil was fed by the sacrifices slowed down, and two strands of fluttering silver hair appeared on his head.

Even the strongest mind will be shaken at this moment.

If Alex's emotions could be barely attributed to the fledgling effect after being crippled, the law of faith was what really horrified the Demon King. The continuous and uninterrupted supply of magic power was too outrageous.

For the first time, he felt some regret. If he had stayed in the place of exile a little longer, everything would have been different. At least he could have eliminated Iliad, the source of the trouble.

The devil muttered something quickly to himself.

He has extraordinary attainments in space, which is exactly what the dragons and elves lack.

Even with his wings broken, the devil still managed to briefly break through the siege and finished reciting a spell.

On the altar, the corpse of the demon general that had been crawling and hiding at the beginning suddenly jumped out. It was not under the control of the fog line and was caught off guard, with no time to react at all.

The conjugated father and son both love to have explosions.

"Be careful!" Before Lujia could finish his shout, he was pushed out by the feather pen with the help of the wind.

In the violent light waves, the magic power almost shattered the space.

Luke looked over anxiously, and in the dust blowing in the wind, he saw the quill standing tall, with no hair at all... The hair was damaged and smoking.

The puppet's body was strangely fine, let alone its spiritual consciousness.

Luke breathed a sigh of relief, but the Demon King's expression changed.

In the aftermath of the explosion, a colorful scene appeared. He discovered something and looked suddenly towards the dragons that were chasing him.

Grover has the best temper among the dragons, and his movements are half a beat slower. After catching up with the Demon King, his slow tone makes anyone who hears it furious.

"He has protected Luke many times, and the two sides have almost made it official, so of course we have to give him something."

After the battle in the Holy Court, the dragon clan secretly gave Quill Pen a patchwork coat to prevent the blood corpse explosion from happening again.

After finishing his words, he said in a didactic tone: "Those who are righteous will have many supporters."

At the same time, a white light flashed, and the saint went straight towards the devil without any further ado.

The devil was extremely angry, and suddenly laughed: "You think you can do anything to me with just a few divine consciousnesses?"

A giant python transformed from fire and thunder coiled in the air and coiled towards them.

In fact, the Demon King knew that it was impossible to win this battle.

because……

Luke is live streaming again!

"Family, there was too much traffic, and the line was just squeezed out."

When the skeleton of the demon general exploded, the worry on Luke's face had not yet completely disappeared, mixed with the current relief, which he couldn't even act out.

[I believe it. He really treats us as family. 】

[So touching!] Go to the link. 】

[Yeah, yeah, I’ll buy whatever is on sale in the window to show my support (biubiu love)]

[Oh shit!] Why does the mountain behind the anchor seem to be crumbling? 】

[I thought I was seeing things? It's so strange, it doesn't look like a landslide, it's more like... the rocks are twisted. 】

Luka: "The beauty filter is turned up high. Please wait for me for a few minutes."

The next second after he put away his phone, he teleported in one second, and the place where Luke was originally located was actually dissolving.

The father hit the gorgeous dog from a distance?

That's too much.

The giant python was raging in the air, and a gleam of flame appeared on the demon king's body, making him look exactly like a ferocious beast in the flames.

Luke frowned: "What the hell?" It's so annoying to see him transform in the middle of a fight.

The feather pen extinguished the smoke above his head and forced the other two skeletons to destroy the inscriptions in the village: "Speed ​​up, the devil is desperate, he is offering a sacrifice."

When Luke mobilized the power of faith to bombard the altar, he gave a stern warning: "Forbidden, stop, insulting, dogs."

That being said, I wasn't as relaxed as I looked.

The Demon King previously sacrificed Princess Mary, and the remnants of the sorcerer and a group of demon generals even turned their attention to the origin of the world in order to avoid the dilemma left by the saint.

In the end, you still have to sacrifice yourself.

Luke suddenly felt a headache about this decisiveness.

If it were any other opponent, they would probably still hope for luck and drag their feet for a while.

Only the devil is a practical man, and he will make contributions as soon as he says he will.

Quill whispered, "Hit the lower part of the altar and push it westward."

Lujia saw something and immediately understood. He stopped worrying about exploding the inscriptions and focused on advancing instead.

On the other side, the giant python made of fire and thunder became more and more powerful, blocking the Demon King.

All the ten arrows of light shot by the Elf King were blocked. The space was like a face covered with zippers and full of tear wounds. Under this impact, the puppet's body could not remain stable like mountains and rivers.

High in the sky, the devil's wings were as dazzling as glass, becoming thinner and shattered bit by bit.

No one knew what he was feeling inside, but at least his face did not reveal the ferocity and anger of a loser.

"Who will be the winner if the whole world and your path to godhood are buried with you?"

The hissing words were like the breath of a giant python.

The origin of the world has been half burned, and with his sacrifice, the devouring process suddenly intensified.

The saint's gentle demeanor disappeared: "You are crazy."

The Demon King was instead pleased, looking over there at Luke who was avoiding the dissolution of space.

"My good child, why don't you fight back?"

Taking advantage of the ancestral soul explosion, the tree of wisdom, and the live broadcast just now... every victory of the opponent is based on surprise.

But all tricks must run out, like now.

Luke's forehead was covered with sweat. The process of pushing the altar was not easy.

The power of faith comes quickly, but is also consumed quickly when used. His gaze swept across the sky ten thousand meters high without any movement.

Thousands of meters, hundreds of meters…tens of meters.

The spatial turbulence coming from all directions will scratch your body and leave blood marks if you don't have time to dodge.

Most of it crashed into the mountain, causing it to break into pieces.

The devil's mocking gaze didn't last long before the entire sky suddenly opened up like an eye, with a pupil as big as a bowl spinning around when viewed from the bottom up.

The pupil suddenly opened!

It's gotten bigger.

In just a few seconds, the pupil suddenly dilated again.

As he opened his eyes to look at the world, his pupils widened to the extreme and the water fell down.

It was a giant meteorite that contained abundant energy.

Due to its large size, it got stuck for a moment during the falling process. The ferret in charge of carrying it looked around between its head and tail, and finally fell flat on its butt with a loud bang, and its fur was instantly burned off.

With the help of the iron butt, the meteorite fell steadily, fiercely and accurately.

Luke and Quill found the gap, worked together to push the altar around the Demon King, and shouted, "Now!"

The Elf King and the Dragon Clan risked excessive consumption and cooperated to cast a barrier around the Demon King.

The four-sided space was sealed.

The demon king, who had lost his wings, could not escape immediately and could only watch the meteorite fall in a very short time.

Justice from heaven.

The extremely high temperature of the flint allows it to hit its prey accurately and fiercely.

Under the violent impact, the earth shook like thunder, the temperature of the earth and rubble from the missile was extremely high, and everyone dodged.

The quill blocked most of the flying rocks for Luke, who gasped and half of his head popped out from behind: "Were both hit?"

The quill reassured him: "Kill two birds with one stone."

If his whole body was broken, that place should also be broken, and Luke could be said to have realized his original ideal.

“…”

Don't use words randomly!

Despite the high temperature, Luke still wanted to confirm it himself, and saw a white corner when he got halfway.

It's a fragment of an altar.

The magic inscription was partially damaged, and with the addition of a heavy hammer, it was obvious that it was as disabled as the Demon King.

The color of the sky changed, and the origin of the world got a chance to breathe. A silver light flashed and counterattacked, and a small meteor shower was about to come.

Saint: "Retreat!"

Everyone dodged, and at this moment, Flint began to loosen, and the suppressed body forced its way out.

What was truly fatal was the temperature rather than the weight of the stone. The handsome face of the devil was now covered in blood, and the high temperature reduced half of his body to nothing but bones.

The devil looked grim and tried to fly away.

He had only retreated a few feet when his eyes met a familiar figure.

The distance between the two was actually not too far. It was difficult for the Demon King to fly now, and he was only a few inches off the ground. Luka relied on his wings to fly high above.

Everything seemed to have returned to the day of the Devil's pilgrimage, one was struggling to survive, and the other was just looking at a weed on the side of the road.

The difference is that Luke stopped.

"I can save you." He said in a condescending tone, "But you will lose all your powers and live like an ordinary person."

Actually, it’s not too ordinary: an illegal resident, a disabled person, and gradually rotting organs.

Quill Pen showed no emotional fluctuations throughout the whole process. Luke said to save him, but he didn't say that others could not be killed.

This father and son had never really spent a few days together, but in some ways they truly understood each other.

"Ordinary people?" These three words irritated the devil and made him laugh out of anger.

Luke's eyes became more compassionate, as if he saw the cats and dogs on the roadside and wanted to lend a helping hand.

Looking at the arm stretched out to him, the devil's smile became louder and louder, with violent emotional fluctuations.

He was bleeding from all seven orifices, and after laughing enough, he suddenly calmed down.

"I'm going to meet your mother."

The mandarin duck jade pendant appeared out of thin air. The horn on the demon king's forehead had been broken. For the first time, he did not hide his vulnerability: "Our family..."

The moment he lowered his head, the Demon King concealed his sinister eyes and his tone became weaker.

Luke subconsciously held his breath and listened attentively.

“It’s time to reunite.”

The devil said these four words coldly, gave up escaping, and blew himself up.

The energy exploded, and as long as they could hold the other party back for three seconds, they would go to hell together!

However, the person in front of him disappeared first, and Luke, who should have been close at hand, appeared on a high ground in the distance.

No, with the waves generated by the self-explosion, it is impossible for him to have such a fast speed.

The devil only felt a flash of white light in his head, and before he could figure it out, he lost consciousness.

The Milky Way flows, and the chaos in space causes the sun to hide.

With his hand firmly held by the quill, Luke's chaotic thoughts slowly calmed down.

He would be discovered if he cast the spell, because the feather pen had previously reduced its presence and cast an illusion spell, so that the demon king felt that as a winner, he had let down his guard.

"The virtues of the demon world end with me."

The Demon King and the Saint Girl both wanted to die on their own initiative, but he refused to take responsibility for killing his father and mother.

Quill chimed in, "Of course."

Luke's hands are clean and innocent.

Meteors fell one after another, so brilliant that they exploded. The star fragments were too dense, and both sides kept jumping through space to dodge.

No one cared about the devil's corpse, only the saint not far away took a closer look.

A great demon king fell just like that, and even his self-destruction did not generate much positive energy. Just like his life, it started with a bang and ended quietly.

The saint couldn't help but sigh.

The front was too hurried, and the snow ferret that had just possessed the puppet hid its body in the chess piece. It jumped straight to the top of the saint's head in three or two steps and lay down.

Chirp.

Where is the devil?

No one responded to it.

Everyone was busy dodging meteors.

There was an extraordinary visual feast in the sky, but the people below were suffering.

The world will is completely destroying the altar, causing it to spit out part of its digested essence.

The scene of the goddess scattering flowers lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour, and the ground was full of holes caused by the bombing.

When it finally calmed down, the multi-colored origin dissipated from the atmosphere again, and the air was filled with glass-like dust, a small part of which actually dispersed around the people present.

"The power... seems to be increasing." Everyone looked up at this magical and magnificent scene.

Is this how Luke usually feels? That inexplicable feeling of excitement after upgrading.

Only the person involved didn't care at all. Amid the mottled light spots, he quickly logged into the live broadcast room, sent a huge red envelope, and then crashed.

With the right time, right place and right people, everything is as bright as the Milky Way.

Luke stood under the low-hanging sky with a smile and said, "Family members—"

When everyone looked at him, there was no follow-up.

Luke just repeated: "Family."

The dragon was the first to react, smiling and nodding as he repeated, "Yes, family."

Shooting stars shine, the feather pen is silent, only the fingers are interlocked, holding the person next to you more tightly.

Immersive experience of a meteor shower.

When the dust finally settled, Luka temporarily set up a barrier and flew around the remains of the Demon King to recover them.

Leo: "What a good boy! The devil treated him like this and he still helped collect his bones."

Quill: "Just cleaning up the battlefield to prevent meteorites from radiating local residents."

After speaking, they looked at each other and said, "It's great love."

The saint is speechless.

Luke's behavior is of high moral standards, but could we please refrain from making random praises of him?

Fortunately, there is still a normal Elf King. The saint turned his head and saw the Elf King soothing the startled forest birds in the distance.

As if he was aware that he was being watched, the Elf King turned sideways and said, "I told them that Luke is helping them rebuild their home."

Saint: Just be happy.

After clearing a large area of ​​rubble, Luke flew high into the sky with his storage ring, washing the earth with the golden light of faith.

"It's the birdman!" A surprised cry came from a distance.

After absorbing the glass dust, Luke's consciousness became clearer than ever before, and he could clearly see those marketing saints who were not afraid of death and came to take pictures.

Seeing this, Luke could only temporarily make the person unconscious before they picked up their phones and continue to complete the cleaning.

After finishing his temporary cleaning job, he landed smoothly.

"Go help in town first."

The giant python formed by fire and thunder before the Demon King's death also collapsed. Now there are fires in many places in the town. The cyclone generated during the battle has overturned some roofs and walls, and many people have been injured.

Since he proposed it himself, naturally no one would refuse it.

As they walked towards the town, Luka noticed the changes in space. The moment the origin of the plane was forcibly extracted, a new plane door was formed on the island: "Are you going back directly after helping?"

The quill thought for a moment and said, "Leave it for one day."

Now it is very convenient to travel back and forth. Luke seems to still be attached to this world, so he wants to revisit the old place and take a look around.

The damage to the town was more serious than expected.

Parts of the road collapsed and many old trees fell down. Some people who stayed behind and could not be relocated were fleeing in panic.

A frightened young man sat on the ground with his head buried in his knees: "The end of the world is coming, the end of the world is coming..."

There are already signs of a stampede in the narrow paths that can be walked on.

The situation was urgent, so Luke picked up a few mobile phones and made translators for them to use.

Facing the mess, Leo said coldly: "The elderly and children go first."

The dragon's might brings about obedience invisibly.

After saying that, Leo looked at Luke and said, "You're the first one."

Luke: “…”

Wake up, he is not a child!

As he spoke, he propped up a tree and stood in front of the child who actually fell: "Don't be afraid."

The child couldn't close his mouth.

Not only trees but also electric poles collapsed. Blaney sensed the location where the electric elements were concentrated, and quickly picked up a lady and put her to the other side.

As a cultural dragon, he suffered from security checks and found an explanation: "Adrenaline."

Grover said nothing, just kept on watching the summer snow fall and the fire, the Elf King gracefully wandering under the rubble and gravel, saving birds, saving cats, and saving dogs.

Quill watched the scene quietly and shook his head.

In front of him, the old man, whose bones were glued together by the mist and became more flexible, asked worriedly, "Son, am I having a last burst of energy?"

Too lazy to correct the address, Quill took off his gloves expressionlessly, revealing his sexy hand bones, but seeing that every joint could move at will: "This is Huiguang."

"!!!"

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Excerpt from Luke's diary:

During the happy family day, 200 small red envelopes will be randomly dropped among the visitors. [Orange sugar]

There are about two more pictures left to finish the main story, and all that’s left is the spectacular ascension to the throne of godhood, which can be stuck on the weekend, a day for everyone to relax and have fun [heart]