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Chapter 334 Zheng Zha: The Original Darkness.
The blood-red figures and copper-like black clouds increased in front of Zheng Zha.

Flames burned on the broken rocks, and huge corpses were scattered everywhere.

The last head, still blazing with flames, was crushed to pieces by a foot.

Zheng Zha, with his body wrapped in flame armor and devil wings on his back, looks more like a devil than any other existence.

A bloodthirsty and excited voice seemed to come from the sky, praising his bravery and cruelty.

White bones emerged at his feet, and blood kept flowing on the bones, like a Jingguan throne built of blood and bones.

The smell of gunpowder in the air became very thick and very unfamiliar, but Zheng Zha was very used to it.

Something must have gone wrong!
Zheng Zha thought so, and he realized that he might be affected by some existence, but his senses were suppressed in his head, as if thick smoke obscured his vision and cut off his hearing.

After he beheaded 88 Balrogs, he felt his sword getting heavier.

It was not the heaviness he felt from the physical exhaustion, but the heaviness of countless dead souls and resentful ghosts entangled on the knife.

Something was bothering him, not only from his inner anxiety, but also from the warning sent to him by his sixth sense.

Humanoid monsters began to gather around him, at first just one or two figures, raising broken round shields and ill-fitting armor.

Then, there were more and more of these things, and a deadly red light flashed in their eyes.

Zheng Zha was very familiar with this look.

That was a look of bloodthirstiness and murder.

So he raised the knife.

The Dragon Slayer easily cut open the skull of a monster, but after it fell to the ground, more monsters revived from the thick dust and flames.

Their notched and rusted blades slashed at him.

Zheng Zha activated the fourth-level gene lock, and the magma-like armor burned from his muscular body. The huge dragon wings were as hard as steel, and he just swung them casually.

Countless pieces of flesh and blood were cut into pieces.

Too simple, he thought.

In the frenzied red light, some sort of short but foul-smelling humanoid monsters, holding sharp blades, jumped over the corpses and rushed towards him in groups.

These monsters flashed with blood-red fire, and shouts of hatred and violence continued to ring out as they charged.

His palm vibrated slightly, and the long sword cut through the groups of monsters that formed a battle formation. A blazing sword light made the monsters' charge seem so ridiculous.

Zheng Zha ignored the foul-smelling blood flowing from the monsters, and the bodies of the fallen soldiers were further torn and shattered after being cut off.

The knife became heavier, but Zheng Zha didn't care.

He threw off the corpse and continued forward, carving a bloody path through this group of hyena-like monsters.

Bodies that had been cut in half, with their intestines pulled out of their stomachs, hung in the stone forest, turning slightly in the fetid wind.

He walked in a pool of warm and still flowing blood, and the fragments of flesh and plasma kept bothering him.

Did he do this?

Zheng Zha couldn't confirm it.

But when he saw this scene, he felt joy and excitement from the bottom of his heart.

He admired these masterpieces.

That was the bloodthirsty desire that burst out from the bones.

+You are just like this, Zheng Zha+
"Zheng Zha, wake up quickly!" It seemed like someone was calling him.

who is it
But more monsters rushed towards him, interrupting his thoughts.

Dozens of arrows shot towards him, but they melted into the flame armor with a huge explosion.

Zheng Zha rushed towards the monsters without any hesitation.

clap clap clap!
The sound of flesh and blood exploding continued to ring out. As the first monster that hit Zheng Zha shattered, every monster he hit shattered instantly.

But his speed remained unchanged. He did not need to swing his long sword. He only relied on his physique to deal with a large number of weak creatures. Anything he touched would be injured, and anything he bumped into would be killed. As he walked along, a track of flesh and blood was instantly created on the ground.

It’s refreshing and satisfying, this is the real fighting and battle.

But the enemies are not just humanoid monsters. There are four huge creatures over five meters tall, burning with flames and holding long weapons.

These things used to cause him some difficulties, but in Zheng Zha's eyes now, they were as slow as turtles.

Seeing the sound of the long whip being swung, Zheng Zha dodged the blow with just a leap, and then his internal force and blood energy collided in his chest.

explode--

The blade light surged and cut across. With a crisp sound, the four flaming monsters were cut into pieces at the same time.

But more monsters surged up from the distance, rushing towards him like a huge storm.

Zheng Zha roared excitedly and input a large amount of internal energy into the long sword. He slashed horizontally and slashed, and the air was cut open with "bang bang bang" explosions.

Those ordinary monsters were directly pierced by an extremely sharp force, and their bodies, a mixture of black and bright red, were cut and broken wantonly, sweeping across the eight directions silently.

In an instant, the towering rubble ruins around, along with the ghostly monsters, were cut in half.

"Splash", the strangely shaped half of the body flowed all over the ground, corpses were scattered on the ground, and blood flooded the ankles.

In this chaotic and violent storm, in the eternal blood-sand storm of axes, swords, and hammers, he is the only constant eye of the storm, steadily leading the entire group of monsters forward.

Like the core of a crimson storm.

Seemingly not satisfied with his own speed, he once again collided the two energies against his chest.

Black and red light flashed across the sky, and the entire storm was completely shattered by a more powerful force.

Minced flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Now, there is no monster standing anywhere.

Cheers and applause came from behind the curtain, as if applauding his superb skills.

Zheng Zha continued to walk forward in the blood swamp, but there were fewer and fewer monsters that could stop him.

They shouted in an unintelligible language and used spears and bows to hinder his movements.

In the end, they will become nothing more than a pile of rotten meat that is meaningless except as a stepping stone.

They fell before his sword and became part of the land.

The monster's blood was stained on his body, and it gave off a burnt smell due to the burning of the flame armor, but it made Zheng Zha very excited.

As the amount of blood increased, he became more and more excited, and even everything in front of him was becoming further distorted.

The crumbling road gradually turned dark red like a furnace. On the collapsed mountain in the distance, a red blood light that was too bright to look at broke out. The bloody mud under his feet began to heat up.

Similarly, he seemed to see the battlefield he had once been on.

The alien hunters in space came in hordes, the vengeful ghosts and cursed kings in the city screamed at him, the revived sacrifices in the desert continued to fester, and the vampires wandering in the London night showed their fangs.

There are also countless monsters and enemies.

And him.

Right before his eyes, at the end of the blood-red sky and broken walls, a huge shadow appeared.

The black bat wings covering the sky made people despair, and the devil-like figure held a black sword in his hand.

That was another self with eyes that were blazing red, bloodshot, and emitting immense rage and resentment.

When you take a step, the earth boils and the lava becomes hot!

An incomparable fear of death and excitement filled Zheng Zha's whole body.

Never before had the premonition of death been so strong, so strong that he believed he was doomed to die, to the point of insurmountable despair!

But it’s so exciting and cool that I just want to pull up the flag!
The demon figure came towards him with a sword burning with murderous flames and a curse muttering that seemed to come from the abyss of hell.

With dark flames and ripples of destructive power, darkness engulfs the earth, crushing everything around it with unparalleled violence.

The magic sword slashed down, and wherever it passed, the space collapsed and shattered. The deep and chaotic darkness squirmed and crawled, gathering and condensing on the sword blade.

The black that is deeper and darker than the night at this moment emits a light that is so dazzling that it makes ten thousand suns pale in comparison. It is a black light that is so brilliant and beautiful that it is destructive.

This is the pinnacle of strength, the representation of violence, the final chapter of killing, and the ultimate power that is unimaginable!
I want to be him!

He is what I should be!

It’s dark!

It’s dark!

The end of everything!

Original darkness means destruction!
Destruction is the original darkness!
The next moment, the shock waves from the impact of the black and red long sword and the black greatsword spread out in the dead and silent world of blood and sand, and ashes and dust flew into the air, turning into a blood mist along with the blood of both sides.

A terrifying hatred flashed in the demon's eyes as he stared at him, and his broken wings were like a cloak of night, being spread out by the heat waves of lava rising from the cracks in the earth.

But in the end, the torrent crushed the darkness. Accompanied by noisy whispers, the blood-red light in his eyes illuminated the fog, and the black-red tip of the knife pierced the darkness. The unmatched power turned into a black-red tsunami, smashing down on his demonic self.

Sharp sounds and roars seemed to be summoned, and the impact force was sweeping the world.

+Excellent! +
Eight minutes later, the wounded Zheng Zha, whose flame armor was shattered, stood there laughing wildly.

The terrifying flames on his body were transforming into another form.

And the head of that other self was impaled on a spear.

Ferocious and terrifying.

But it's so refreshing.

The wings were torn to pieces by him, and the flesh was scraped off piece by piece, turning it into a bloody skeleton.

But even the skeleton could not escape the fate of being pierced and torn into pieces. It was tied together with the iron pieces found everywhere to form a blood sculpture, and the rich and sharp blood smell it emitted roasted all the dead bodies nearby.

He didn't understand why the defeated remains of his enemies should be embellished in an artistic way.

But it did not prevent him from appreciating his masterpiece from the bottom of his heart.

Huh, he exhaled a breath of air with the smell of lava and sulfur.

Immediately afterwards, the ground in front of him began to melt, and a hot and bloody axe emerged from hell, and the eye sockets of eight skulls were staring at Zheng Zha.

+Hold it+
He said.

It was a wild solicitation, a furious exhortation, a command without response.

+I give you glory, head and blood+
Zheng Zha hesitated, another voice in his heart told him that he could not go forward.

+Hold it, Zheng Zha, you are the most powerful warrior, the most bloodthirsty demon, the most tenacious madman+
+You deserve the glory+
The ground began to tremble, and blood continued to seep out of the bloody axe, submerging his ankles.

Zheng Zha's eyes began to glow red, and he began to breathe heavily. He felt something was pinching his neck. It's just an axe. I was born to use an axe.

Hesitantly, he stretched out his trembling hand and reached for the nearest axe in front of him.

"No!" came a very distant voice.

A strange humanoid figure launched an inhuman charge at him from a distance.

The speed was so fast that it broke the rocks along the way and made a loud explosion.

Although the speed was very fast, Zheng Zha avoided the attack and swung his long sword horizontally, cutting off the legs of the strange human figure with one blow, and then twisted the blade to tear his lower body apart.

But the strange human figure still approached him and pinched his arm, with countless pairs of compound eyes on its head staring at him viciously.

who is he?

The long knife that was supposed to stab his chest hesitated slightly.

+Kill him!+
The Bloody King behind the curtain roared excitedly, and the overwhelming cheers penetrated his mind.

+Kill him now!+
A blood-red curtain rose in front of Zheng Zha's eyes, making the strange human figure look even more hideous and terrifying.

Without further hesitation, he shook off the strange figure and stabbed him in the chest with lightning speed.

Then he nailed it to the rock, and blood gushed out, splashing all over his face.

So warm, so sweet.

No, no!
Zheng Zha felt an indescribable confusion. He let go of the knife and grabbed his own neck tightly, as if trying to suffocate himself.

not like this!
Zheng Zha wanted to tear open the curtain in front of him, but it was like a mirage, he couldn't even touch it.

explosion!

destroy!

The violent power gathered and exploded in his body, breaking through numerous obstacles.

He swung his fists wildly like a madman, as if he was fighting a desperate battle with an invisible monster, and the mountain in the distance was smashed to pieces by him.

But all he got in return was increasingly excited roars.

A flash of blue lightning pierced through the thick blood-red lead clouds.

"Stupid ape!" A cold voice rang in his ears.

It was as if someone poured ice water over him from head to toe, and his vision and hearing returned to him.

He saw his bloody hands, and he saw the man with his lower body crushed, lying on the rocks, dying.

Zheng Zha struggled to move his lips and cried out like someone dying of thirst: "Cheng Xiao."

Cheng Xiao coughed up a mouthful of blood, grabbed the long sword that was full of wronged souls, and slowly pulled it out of his body.

The hilt of the Dragon Slaying Sword was in Zheng Zha's hand.

For the first time, Zheng Zha took the initiative to put down his long sword, and the black and red dragon-slaying sword fell to the ground with a dull sound.

"You bastard, you finally woke up."

"No." Zheng Zha had difficulty breathing and looked back.

Those humanoid monsters that blocked his way were all those poor orcs.

They dragged their tattered armor and brandished their rusty swords, like ants trying to shake a tree, trying to stop him from embarking on this bloody road.

Beside him, Azog's huge head was looking at him with his eyes wide open.

It seems to be accusing me of something, why did you kill me!

"No!!!!" Zheng Zha roared in pain.

He finally understood, he finally remembered.

Zheng Zha felt his heart suddenly empty, as if something important was lost forever.

This caused a long, raspy, and abominable laugh.

Yes. I did it?
"Don't just stand there. Run away!"

"There is hope only if you leave."

Cheng Xiao struggled and tried to push Zheng Zha away, but this simple action caused blood to gush out of his chest like a tide.

"No reason." Zheng Zha shouted in despair, blood foam spurting out, his face distorted to the extreme.

Blood continued to gush out of Cheng Xiao's mouth and nose: "I am the former captain."

"Take care of the team members. Something. Is wrong?"

Then, the last ray of light in his eyes faded away, and he collapsed powerlessly on the boulder with his hands.

Zheng Zha laughed sadly and his body began to shake.

He did nothing, but instead let others give everything for him.

Nothing is protected!

He fought again and again, and made vows again and again.

But look now, he didn't do anything!

The high temperature and blood burned Zheng Zha, causing him to fall into an emotional abyss and into an even deeper valley.

As blood mixed with saliva splattered on the ground, the eight eyes on the bloody axe kept trembling.

A huge figure walked out of the lava.

Something unimaginable.

The bloody wind was accompanied by roars, layers of iron chains pierced through the broken wings, and the broken horns were hideous. The Demon Lord who was summoned from the dark pool of blood stood proudly on the blood field.

The ferocious claws pulled out the giant axe, making a sound like a bronze bell: "I am Skarbrand, let's have a real battle!"

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god, skull sacrifice to the skull throne!"

What he faced was Zheng Zha, who had a blank face and lifeless eyes.

The depression and hatred of having fate toyed with him continued to spread in his heart.

——I see, this is your pain, replica?

He raised his finger with difficulty, and the flames around him turned into pure black after reaching its peak.

A black color that is very similar to the replica Zheng Zha.

He raised his hand, faced the huge demon, and gritted his teeth with hatred.

"go to hell."

"Yuan An!"

A dark light tore through the world like lightning.
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It was dark in here, and there were disturbing whispers and murmurs all around.

but why.
Zhuang Boshi looked behind him.

It was a blue and beautiful world.

Alda.

The first moment he saw this world, he knew her name.

A beautiful, age-old creation of Ilúvatar.

"Is this world beautiful?" A gloomy and hateful voice sounded behind him.

Zhuang Boshi turned around and looked at the familiar armor and the black mist within it.

"Sauron."

Why is he here?

No, he should be here.

He is a pawn of the High Heavens and Chaos' most insane minion.

Soran let out a gloomy laugh, which continued to echo in this world.

Only then did Zhuang Boshi notice that the ground beneath his feet was gray, pale, and silent, and every grain of sand revealed the breath of death.

"Only such a beautiful world is worthy of being dedicated to the High Heaven, isn't it?" Sauron stretched out his withered finger and pointed at Arda and said intoxicatedly.

Zhuang Boshi watched coldly as an invisible slash was launched, but it disappeared in the space of only twenty steps between the two of them.

The psychic energy waves stirred up by the slash washed over his body, making him instinctively feel uncomfortable.

This is not a place where living people should exist. It is filled with the ethereal energy of the warp and the chaotic soul residue.

Everything is poisonous.

"Don't hope for the best."

"Your last trump card, your so-called support, has been completely lost."

"Look up."

"The end of everything."

What is the end? In the waves of the subspace, this wasteland is like a small boat constantly rising and falling.

The flames of anger rose, the stars shed tears, the continent began to tremble and shift, and the sky was showing a wonderful spectacle of day and night alternating.

The moon and stars were still hanging in the sky, the sun was pale and weak, heavy rain came suddenly, and a huge eye slowly emerged from behind the gloomy rain clouds.

It was like a wound in the world, bleeding continuously.

Zhuang Boshi looked upwards in the direction of his finger, his eyes suddenly widened, and his head buzzed as if being struck by a huge bell.

He saw the world, the bleeding, wailing, screaming, and sickly world of Arda.

And four huge, faceless shadows holding the world in their hands.

In an instant, everything lost its color.

Then, he saw Chu Xuan.

Chu Xuan, who is always right, always prophetic, and always able to calculate everything.

Now, Chu Xuan’s flesh and blood had been eaten away, and half of his body had turned into dry bones.

　I'm sick, today's update

　　
　
(End of this chapter)