Chapter 128 Spear of Destiny, Meteor Strike

Remiel's lion pupils suddenly shrank, his angry eyes seemed to spit out fire, and the lion's entire face was extremely tense.

His lion's beard shone with lightning, his bloody mouth opened wide, and his roar was deafening.

"How can you possibly hold that spear?!"

Remiel's heart was filled with shock, anger and horror.

How could He not recognize that spear? In the divine realm, the King of the Wild Hunt threw this spear, and with just one strike, he almost lost his soul! At this moment.

The spear named after eternity and destiny.

He actually descended into the material world with the power of the King of the Wild Hunt! Endless questions emerged in Remiel's mind.

Why is that human boy so compatible with the divinity of the King of the Wild Hunt? Even the Spear of Destiny recognized the boy and allowed him to hold him in his hands! Under the sky of lightning and thunder, a black storm of heavy armored cavalry appeared on the vast snowy plains: some held lightning swords, some held up broken flags, and some held up frost spears...

Right in front of the Wild Hunt army stands the "King of the Wild Hunt" wearing wolf-head armor.

The voice that came through the helmet was powerful and deep, with a kingly demeanor, and answered concisely.

"Just have hands."

Suddenly.

The incredible answer that Remiel had to believe emerged in the apostle's mind.

His expression froze, and he flapped his wings rapidly, trying to escape!

Yeats slowly raised his head and gazed at Remire in the sky, his mood was quite peaceful.

The Spear of Destiny had already successfully hit the enemy the moment it was thrown, and possessed the power of the law of reversing cause and effect.

The breath coming from the Spear of Destiny is so close, as if it were just one's own arm. With just a thought, one can throw this divine weapon that is powerful enough to destroy the Sanctuary.

And at the moment of possessing this enormous power.

Ye Zhi vaguely saw the blood-red sunset. On the battlefield filled with broken swords, bones piled up into a mountain of corpses. Figures kept falling from the sky. On top of the mountain of corpses, there was a throne.

On top of the throne sat a man half-leaning, with one hand on the throne and the other hand resting on his forehead.

Ye Zhi tried to open his eyes wide, trying to see the man's face clearly, but found that it was all in vain.

Looking around, I found myself standing on the burning earth in the dusk.

Huge cracks appeared in the earth.

At the deepest part of the abyss, Ye Zhi gazed into a huge yellow eye with an inverted black pupil and dragon-like scales around the eye.

"What are you waiting for?"

A cold voice sounded in Yeats' ears.

"Time is running out. If you let Remiel leave here, no one can save you."

"Who are you..." Ye Zhi asked in a low voice.

The voice was silent for a long time, and then sighed as if giving up.

"He's your godfather, that's ok."

"Yeats——"

"Yeats!"

Ye Zhi suddenly woke up, all the hallucinations disappeared, and Gray and Xilude stood in front of him.

The dragon girl's ponytail swayed in the wind, her eyes were as bright as gemstones, and she said very seriously:

"I don't know why you're wearing Wild Hunt clothes, but you seem pretty awesome now! Damn you!"

Hildreth held his injured arm with one hand, his body covered in blood and with a scar on his left face. He glanced at the Wild Hunt army behind Yeats and said coldly, "Do you want to let Him go?"

Ye Zhi raised his head, and his pupils reflected Remiel, who had no intention of fighting. He sneered: "Humph, you want to escape?"

In the heavy snowstorm, the sky seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, with dark clouds surging and lightning and thunder roaring.

The figure of the "King of the Wild Hunt" stood tall, his eyes piercing through the clouds, firmly locking onto Remiel, and then he raised the Spear of Destiny in his hand.

Behind Yeats, another illusion vaguely appeared. The figure of the King of the Wild Hunt cooperated with him to raise the Spear of Destiny, and a low voice echoed.

"How to control your destiny, Yeats... You have to take it into your own hands..."

“How about making it into a dish?”

“…It’s not impossible.”

The tip of the Spear of Destiny is surrounded by runes, each of which contains tremendous magical power and shines with the brilliance of lightning.

Suddenly, Ye Zhi roared and threw the Spear of Destiny in his hand, cutting a meteor-like trajectory, splitting the clouds in two and rushing towards the beast of God, Remiel! Gray looked up at the sky and opened his mouth in shock: "Wow... It's a meteor!"

Hildes' pupils contracted, and her eyes were filled with disbelief, as if she wanted to see through his secret, and she stared at Yeats intently.

At the same moment.

Another snowy mountain top.

The white-robed wizard had a stern face and floated using the flying spell. His robe had many cracks on it. On the other hand, the white dragon Isidora had a body made of bones covered with charred skin and cuts.

At this time.

The meteor streaking across the sky made Kendela and the white dragon Isidora look up at the same time.

Feeling the majestic aura contained in the attack, Candela was stunned for a moment, and then a strong sense of fear emerged.

'The King of the Wild Hunt? How could He appear there? This attack even has the power of a sanctuary!'

"Oh no, Ye Zhi is in danger!" The white-robed wizard's eyes were stern, and his sword skills towards Isidora became faster and faster! The Spear of Destiny cut through the sky.

Remiel looked back with fear in his eyes.

He tried every possible means to escape from the tip of the spear, but the thread of fate had already been pierced by the tip of the spear!

The breath of death enveloped Remiel. With burning eyes, he turned back angrily and rushed towards the Spear of Destiny with a roar!

Boom! The tip of the spear pierced through Remiel's body and continued to shoot towards the dark clouds, tearing the clouds apart with a terrifying storm.

But Remuel's soul supported His body and rushed towards Yeats!

At this moment, the Spear of Destiny, like a winding lightning, swirled and flew back to Yeats's hand, piercing Remiel once again!

Remiel was hit hard for the second time, and fell powerlessly from the air, collapsing to the ground with a thud.

There was a deep flame burning in his blood-red pupils. He stared coldly at Ye Zhi and uttered a low curse.

"Those who resist fate, and all the sinners related to you, will be judged by fate..."

Yeats said with awe:

"If the world is guilty, the king will bear the consequences!"

Remiel seemed a little speechless and uttered his last words.

"You plagiarized His words so quickly. You are as shameless as Him..."

Boom! Remiel fell to the ground, no longer breathing, and his body gradually turned into light and dissipated.

Ye Zhi looked a little anxious, but there was nothing he could do to stop it. He heard the calm voice of the King of the Wild Hunt in his ears.

"Leave it to me from now on... You should be thankful that this time it was an apostle who was good at thunder and illusion... You have managed to save your life."

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

"Can't you just kill the other apostles?" Yeats said.

After this battle, there is no doubt that a huge feud has been formed with the Holy Light forces.

Although they are the Wild Hunt's own natural allies, the other apostles are still a huge trouble.

Ye Zhi thought, since the fellow is so awesome, why not join hands with him, and let's shoot the apostle together! You are responsible for output, and I will be responsible for scoring six points on the side!

"Are you so confident in me?" the King of the Wild Hunt said coldly.

"What else?"

"Well, you go down to the seventh level of hell and find a guy named Lucifer in the Pantheon. You let him stand up, and you will be the King of Hell." The King of the Wild Hunt complained.

Yeats was secretly dissatisfied.

What if I really become the winner one day?

At this moment, fatigue came like a tide, the Eternal Spear in Ye Zhi's hand gradually dissipated, and the demon wolf-like armor also turned into dust and disappeared.

The Wild Hunt army behind him seemed to have discovered a new target and moved away in another direction.

Yeats staggered and fell backward.

Gray and Hildreth were startled when they saw this. They stepped forward at the same time, looked at each other, and hesitated for a moment.

Boom! Ye Zhi fell unconscious in the snow.

The atmosphere became a little awkward.

Gray suggested quietly, "First, let's help him together..."

Hildreth nodded silently, and she and Grey supported Yeats on both sides and placed him on the sled chair.

The three sled dogs squatted obediently in front of Yeats, panting with their tongues sticking out, and little stars of admiration in their eyes.

Gray hesitated and said, "Why...Ye Zhi suddenly became so powerful, Hild, do you know the reason?"

"Yezhi seems to have some connection with the King of the Wild Hunt." Hildre said in a low voice, "As for why he can burst out the power of the Holy Land... To be honest, I am also confused."

"Oh, I see!" Gray said with a look of sudden enlightenment.

"What?"

"Ye Zhi is the reincarnation of the God of Food!" Gray said with confidence, "Didn't the God of Strategy Black Knight give us a hint that day? She said that Ye Zhi and the God of Food have many similarities!"

Hildreth fell into deep thought.

It is because of this that Ye Zhi can unleash the power of the holy realm.

It is better to guess that he made a deal with the King of the Wild Hunt, so he can use that spear...

At the same moment.

Kendela landed on a snow slope, panting.

The Frost Bone Dragon is also on the verge of its limit.

The two are about to engage in a final confrontation.

At this moment, Kendra's pupils contracted and he looked up at the Wild Hunt army that was sweeping over.

Like a strong wind, it swept through the body of the Frost Bone Dragon and abducted the bone dragon that had almost no power to resist! Candela was so angry that he boasted and glared: "That's mine! You bunch of bandits!"

Every part of a bone dragon can be used as an expensive spellcasting material. Seeing that Isidora, who was about to win, was abducted by the Wild Hunt, Candela had no master's demeanor at all and was so angry that he jumped up and down!

At this time.

Kendra saw a familiar figure among the Wild Hunt army.

It was a snow leopard, which was at the very back of the Wild Hunt army and looked back at Kendara.

"Protect that child."

Kendra heard the snow leopard's telepathy.

Soon, the snow leopard followed the pace of the wild hunter and disappeared into the golden sky.

It is daybreak.

The wind and snow stopped, and the sun broke through the clouds, illuminating the silvery snow-capped mountains.

Kendra murmured in confusion: "Isn't that figure the guardian beast of the Winter Goddess? How could it appear in the Wild Hunt army?"

He was puzzled and shook his head, his eyes falling on a piece of dragon claw on the snow slope - that was the part he had cut off with his sword before.

"This piece of dragon bone is a good magical material. Let's give it to Ye Zhi."

Kendela laughed as he thought of the student's temper.

"He wouldn't want to make a dish out of dragon bones, would he?"

(End of this chapter)