From the hideous cracks of the Destiny Monument, a mighty force burst out, just like an ancient beast that had been sleeping for thousands of years and suddenly awakened, surging and roaring wildly over the vast desert. Wherever it passed, the clear sky became turbid. In a moment, the entire sky was dyed a strange dark purple, like a terrifying picture of the end of the world. Lin Feng tightly grasped the reverse scale blade, and his hand was still shaking slightly uncontrollably. Under the broken scales, the new flesh and blood was festering at a shocking speed, and then healed with difficulty. Every change involved excruciating pain. His eyes were fixed on the flowing words on the Destiny Monument, and his pupils suddenly shrank violently, as if he had seen the most terrifying secret in the world - those seemingly ancient and obscure runes seemed to be endowed with fresh life at this moment, and vivid pictures slowly emerged in the air, projecting a cruel truth that was enough to make everyone despair: the world today is nothing more than a huge "cage" carefully built by the ancestors of Kunlun Ruins, which ruthlessly imprisoned all living beings.
In an instant, the whole world seemed to be paused by an invisible hand, falling into a strange and deadly stagnation. One golden chain after another, like a ferocious giant python from the abyss, suddenly fell from the distant and mysterious void, and mercilessly pierced through the chest of every living being with the force of thunder. The warriors of the Dragonborn Alliance were terrified, watching these golden chains easily penetrate their bodies, but strangely, they did not feel any pain. The refugees who were fleeing in the distance were also frightened by this sudden change and stood still on the spot. The other end of the golden chain sank into the endless sky. They were like puppets controlled by silk strings, stiffly fixed in place, unable to move. Even the birds that were originally circling freely in the air were not spared at this moment. They were tightly entangled by the golden chains and helplessly hovered in the air, with their feathers standing upside down, showing a state of fear. The water-purifying dragon ball in the tribal girl's hand now emitted a dazzling blue light, which was like the last ray of hope in the darkness. However, even so, it could not stop the golden chain from ruthlessly piercing through the girl's palm. The girl's hair, originally as white as a waterfall, quietly added a few strands of silver at this moment, as if the vicissitudes of life were infinitely accelerated at this moment.
"This. Is this the so-called heavenly way?" The voice of the old man in black robe trembled, filled with complex emotions of despair and madness. The magic weapon in his hand had long been broken in the previous battle. At this moment, he could only use his bloody fingers to hold the monument tightly, as if he could grasp the last ray of hope. "What we have guarded for thousands of years. is actually a cage that traps ourselves!" His laughter suddenly sounded, but it stopped abruptly, like the cry of a night owl. At this moment, a golden chain pierced through his crown like lightning, instantly nailing him to the monument. His body twisted and deformed in an instant, turning into a horrible mummy, as if telling the world about the impermanence and cruelty of fate.
The cracking sound of the Chaos Egg was like the death knell of doomsday, ringing between heaven and earth, echoing for a long time, and making people's eardrums hurt. When the thick black fog gradually dissipated, a strange figure in the shape of a baby slowly floated in the air. The baby was tightly shrouded in a layer of hazy black fog, which seemed to be the resentment from the Nine Nether Hell, constantly rolling and surging. Its pupils were as black as ink, so deep that there was no light, just like two endless black holes leading directly to the netherworld, which made people daunted. It cried softly, and the cry seemed to contain the power to destroy the world. The rolling mountains in the distance collapsed instantly, and countless rubble poured down like a torrential rain, hitting the earth and stirring up dust all over the sky. When the corners of its mouth slightly raised, revealing a faint and strange smile, something even more terrifying happened: the grass and trees within a radius of 100 miles seemed to be controlled by an evil force and began to grow wildly. The roots and stems quickly pierced the earth like ferocious tentacles, ruthlessly wrapping all the creatures around it, greedily absorbing nutrients, and turning them into death in an instant. Wherever it passed, the ordinary sand and gravel turned into crystal clear jade, but this jade exuded a biting cold, as if telling the cruelty and evil behind it; the living people lost their vitality in an instant, their bodies quickly solidified, and turned into figurines of various shapes, frozen in that desperate moment; the flying birds were suspended in the air, and their feathers turned into dust in an instant, falling down one after another, as if it was a silent funeral.
"Destroy the Reverse Scale Blade!" The voice of the Son of Chaos echoed in the air. It was like the screams of thousands of children and the whispers of an old man, forming a creepy and strange melody. "It will cut off all the shackles and let the world. return to chaos!"
Hearing this, Lin Feng subconsciously tightened the Ni Lin blade in his hand. The vibration from the blade was like a surging wave, almost shattering his bones. He clearly saw that his heart was tightly wrapped by the thickest golden chain. Every time his heart beat, it was like being pulled hard by an invisible big hand, causing excruciating pain. At this time, the residual soul of Lin Wanqiu was looming beside him, like a candle swaying in the wind, which could go out at any time. The red dress on her body had long been dim and lost its former beauty; the dragon horns on her shoulders also began to peel off piece by piece, as if announcing the disappearance of her life. "Let me. give you a hand." Her voice was weak and firm, like a whisper in the wind, but it revealed an unshakable determination, "Remember, true freedom is never outside the shackles."
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As soon as the words fell, Lin Wanqiu's residual soul turned into a stream of light, like a meteor across the night sky, and sank into the Ni Lin Blade. The Ni Lin Blade instantly burst into a dazzling golden light, and that light was like the rising sun, illuminating the entire dark world. Lin Feng gritted his teeth and used all his strength to stab the blade into his heart. The golden chain made a piercing sound, as if it was making its last struggle. However, the moment it came into contact with the Ni Lin Blade, it still broke into pieces, turned into countless golden fragments, and dissipated in the air. As the shackles broke, Lin Feng's half-dragon body began to undergo drastic changes. The scales grew again, fading the previous strange black color, becoming crystal clear, like a dazzling gem; the shadow of the chain wrapped around the dragon's horn also gradually dissipated, revealing its original luster, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.
However, the price of breaking the shackles is huge. The space-time rift is like a big net, spreading in the sky at an alarming speed. Every time a shackle is cut, the rift expands. Lin Wanqiu's figure also quickly becomes transparent in the process. She looks at Lin Feng, her eyes full of reluctance and relief, as if at this last moment, all her emotions are poured into this one look. "In this life. it's enough to see you again." Her voice became weaker and weaker, and finally with the collapse of the last shackle, it turned into thousands of stars and sank into the monument of destiny, leaving Lin Feng alone, facing this cruel reality.
Seeing this, the tribal girl used all her strength to prop up the last barrier with the water-purifying dragon ball in her hand. The blue light of the dragon ball collided violently with the black mist of the child of chaos, emitting bursts of dazzling light and deafening roars. "Lord Dragon!" Her voice was crying, which sounded particularly miserable in this chaotic battlefield. "If this continues, the whole world will be torn apart!"
Lin Feng slowly raised his head and looked at the Son of Chaos. The Reverse Scale Blade in his hand radiated an unprecedented light, as if it was his last ray of hope. He took a deep breath, and the dragon power in his body began to circulate like surging waves. His scales flashed with brilliant light, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a golden lightning, emitting an indestructible aura. "Then let us. break this cage!" He roared, his voice like a bell, and his figure was like an arrow from a bow, rushing towards the Son of Chaos. His resolute posture seemed to fight this cruel world to the end.
The Son of Chaos felt the threat from Lin Feng and let out a sharp hissing sound that seemed to penetrate the human soul and make people shudder. Countless black tentacles surged out from its body like a tide, and each tentacle exuded a heart-pounding breath of destruction, as if it was a curse from the abyss. Wherever the tentacles went, the space was easily torn apart like fragile glass, revealing a black nothingness, as if it was going to devour everything in the world. Lin Feng waved the reverse scale blade, and the blade drew golden arcs in the air, like a gorgeous rainbow, but with fatal power, and collided violently with the black tentacles. Every collision burst out with dazzling light and huge impact, as if the world was trembling at this moment. The ground was shaken out with bottomless cracks, like the angry wounds of the earth; the sandstorm that was originally raging was also stopped by this powerful force, and then it raged wildly in all directions in an instant, as if it wanted to make the whole world more chaotic.
In this fierce battle, the remnants of Kunlun Ruins in the distance quietly gathered, with complex lights flashing in their eyes, confusion, fear, and a hint of struggle. They were hesitating, not knowing whether to help Lin Feng break the shackles that bound countless lives, or to continue to protect the so-called "Heavenly Way", even if this "Heavenly Way" has been proven to be a cruel scam. In other corners of the world, countless lives are witnessing this decisive battle of fate. They are bound by golden chains and unable to move, but they still look at the battlefield with hope, their eyes flashing with the desire for freedom, looking forward to this battle to bring the final liberation and let them get rid of this endless suffering.
As the battle continued, Lin Feng's physical strength gradually ran out, and the wounds on his body continued to increase. The blood stained his clothes red, leaving shocking bloodstains on the sand. But his eyes became more and more determined, like the brightest stars in the night sky, shining with unyielding light. He knew that this was a battle that could not fail, because he was carrying the hopes of countless lives and the last wishes of Lin Wanqiu. When the reverse scale blade finally pierced into the body of the Son of Chaos, the whole world seemed to stop breathing and fell into a dead silence. The Son of Chaos let out a shrill scream, and the sound seemed to be unwilling and angry about his own failed fate. Its body began to collapse rapidly, turning into a black mist that dissipated in the air. And Lin Feng also lost consciousness under the impact of this powerful force and slowly fell, like a falling star disappearing in this world where chaos and hope are intertwined.
