Magical Girl's Knight Brother

Chapter 695 Alex's Shock

The silver-gray steel wolf rider left a wild afterimage across the scorched earth. The wheel armor, transformed from the tires of Langya, rolled over the charred corpses of monsters and burning crystals, producing a screeching sound, yet providing surging power with astonishing stability. Tang Zijun was like driving a chariot of thunder, rapidly leaving the deathly land baptized by dragon breath behind him.

Ahead, at the end of the leaden horizon, the chillingly desolate sea finally came into clear view. However, instead of a refreshing sea breeze, a thick, salty, and calamity-laden wind, carrying the heavy smell of rust and the decay of the deep sea, swept over us.

The wind seemed to have a tangible weight, blowing against the wolf riders' cold armor and producing a hissing sound like scraping metal, bringing a chilling and ominous feeling that penetrated to the bone.

"roar--!"

Alex, hovering low in the air ahead, let out a majestic dragon roar. Her molten gold vertical pupils locked onto the jagged rocks below the sea cliff, where dozens of twisted monsters, resembling giant sea lice, were trying to climb up. She opened her huge mouth, and a relatively thin but more condensed molten gold line of fire instantly spewed out.

laugh--!

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a chilling, silent annihilation. The monsters struck by the fire were like wax figures thrown into a furnace, instantly vaporizing and disappearing. Even the reefs were scorched red and shiny.

After clearing out the last of the minions, Alex slowly flapped her enormous wings, stirring up scorching air currents, and finally landed steadily on a huge, dark reef near the edge of the sea cliff. Her massive body resembled a burning crimson mountain, but her molten gold eyes carried an unprecedented solemnity and a hint of barely perceptible struggle.

Tang Zijun's eyes flickered slightly, and she came to a steady stop a few meters away from the reef. Her heavy metal feet slammed into the damp rocks, making a dull thud.

He deactivated the head armor of his Mobile Wolf form, revealing some wispy bangs and a serious expression on his face, and looked at the red dragon. "What's wrong?"

Alex's enormous head turned towards Tang Zijun, her molten gold vertical pupils reflecting his tiny figure and the churning dark red sea behind him. Her thoughts, carrying a deep sense of helplessness and warning, entered directly into Tang Zijun's mind.

"It seems I can only take you this far, human knight."

She slightly raised her massive dragon head, as if sensing the invisible pressure in the air, her voice carrying a hint of suppressed tremor.

"This ocean is driving me away."

"That thing's will has completely dominated this area of ​​water. It does not allow any outsiders to approach, especially those beings containing the power of fire and order, to approach its nest."

Following her gaze, Tang Zijun finally saw the legendary Eternal Dark Sea before her.

That is no longer the ocean as understood by any human being.

Instead, there was a thick, churning, dark red sea, like the blood of billions of living beings. The surface of the sea was like boiling blood, constantly churning huge, viscous bubbles that burst with a nauseating "gurgling" sound, emitting an extremely strong stench of blood and decay.

The sky was also a dark red, as if it were reflected and polluted by this sea of ​​blood. Where the sea and sky met, the churning blood waves and the low-hanging blood clouds merged into one, forming a despairing, boundless, boiling blood hell.

Alex's deep voice continued, as if providing a final commentary on this realm of death.

"See that? That's a sign that thing is waking up."

"This is no longer the ocean, but rather that thing's 'amniotic fluid,' its domain."

"Nothing can fly above this sea of ​​blood under its will." Her voice was icy. "All that attempts to ascend above it, whether birds, dragons, or messengers of the gods, will ultimately be dragged into eternal damnation by this endless filth and blood."

The enormous, molten gold vertical pupils focused on Tang Zijun once again, their gaze extremely complex.

"So, human knights," Alex's voice carried an almost sighing tone, as if making a final confirmation.

"Are you really sure about this?"

Tang Zijun's gaze slowly swept over the boiling, all-consuming dark red sea of ​​blood.

Beneath the surging waves of blood, it seemed as if countless vengeful spirits were wailing, and countless eyes were watching.

The Trident of Poseidon card emanated an increasingly strong pulsation in his arms, as if responding to the call of this filthy sea.

He paused for a moment.

He nodded slightly at the red dragon that was perched on the reef like a mountain.

"Um.

""

A simple syllable falls.

Then, he raised his head, his gaze clear and firm, looking directly into Alex's molten gold vertical pupils, his voice steady and sincere.

"Thank you for bringing me here, Alex."

"You've been a huge help."

Without Alex's dragon breath that burned away everything in his path, it wouldn't have been easy for him to get here so quickly.

Alex's molten gold vertical pupils contracted slightly, seemingly surprised by Tang Zijun's calm gratitude. Her enormous dragon mouth opened and closed slightly, but ultimately she did not send out any more thoughts. She simply looked at Tang Zijun one last time, as if she wanted to etch this tiny figure who dared to step alone into the land of the gods' death into the depths of her ancient and desolate memory.

Without further hesitation, Tang Zijun took a deep breath and activated the Wolf Rider Helmet again. The scarlet electronic eyes lit up, and the massive armored body suddenly turned around to face the boiling, surging sea of ​​dark red blood.

hum!

At the same time, the card in his arms, branded with a golden trident, suddenly burst forth with an unprecedented, sun-like, intense golden light. The light instantly pierced through the thick wolf rider armor, dispersing the surrounding viscous, blood-red air and clearing away a patch of pure light.

A vast, ancient, and seemingly primordial ocean power, as if from the very beginning of the world, erupted with a pure, inviolable sacredness and majesty.

This sudden change startled Alex.

The golden light was not without purpose; it seemed to have a life of its own, instantly converging and solidifying, intertwining and outlining a colossal, towering phantom of the Trident of the Sea God above the blood-red sea in front of Tang Zijun, flowing with liquid golden light.

The phantom was so enormous that it almost pierced the dark red sky. The halberd was wrapped in azure divine patterns made of pure water laws, and its three sharp tips shone with brilliant divine light representing creation, protection, and purification, respectively.

It is not an attack, but a declaration.

An ultimate declaration of war against this filthy sea, originating from the supreme authority of the ocean.

Although Poseidon's divine status has long since disappeared, and although the power of the ocean has spread throughout the entire universe of the real world, the trident of Poseidon still retains the power to rule the seven seas. It is the weapon of Poseidon and the embodiment of his power. Even if Poseidon falls, it will not allow the ocean to be polluted.

boom-!

The moment the phantom of the golden trident took shape!

The surging, boiling sea of ​​dark red blood beneath Tang Zijun's feet suddenly split apart as if a scalding hot iron had been thrown into it.

It wasn't that they were being ostracized, but rather that they felt as if they had encountered an supreme monarch, with an irresistible sense of submission and yielding stemming from the very nature of the rules.

A passage, tens of meters wide and bottomless, made of pure seawater, appeared instantly in the center of the boiling sea of ​​blood, as if sliced ​​open by the hand of God.

On both sides of the passage are towering walls of water, tens of meters high, churning with dark red, foul blood. At the deepest part of the passage, the entrance to an even deeper, darker abyss, emanating a terrifying aura that sends chills down your spine, is faintly visible.

The Trident of Poseidon responded to its new master's will in the most awe-inspiring way, cleaving open the only path to the abyss for Tang Zijun on this filthy sea dominated by the will of an evil god.

Looking at the miraculous scene before him, Tang Zijun's scarlet eyes blazed with unprecedented light. Without the slightest hesitation, his massive steel body unleashed its full power.

"Langya, let's go!"

"Awooo—!!"

With a deafening electronic wolf howl, the silver-gray steel wolf rider transformed into a silver meteor tearing through the sea of ​​blood, charging without hesitation into the sacred passage opened by the golden trident, leading to the final abyss. Its figure was instantly swallowed by the deep darkness.

The towering golden trident phantom transformed into countless golden specks of light the instant Tang Zijun rushed into the passage, dissipating beneath the dark red sky.

The boiling sea of ​​blood, no longer restrained, suddenly closed in.

The waves were towering, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.

Only on the reef, the red dragon Alex Tyragris still stands like an ancient sculpture.

Her molten gold vertical pupils were fixed on the spot where Tang Zijun had disappeared. The surging, converging waves of filthy blood were reflected in her burning eyes, like the raging fire of the apocalypse. Those vertical pupils, burning with molten gold flames, had lost their former majesty and arrogance, leaving only an extreme shock and bewilderment that almost tore apart her ancient understanding.

As an ancient being who has experienced the glory and fall of the dragon race and witnessed Ragnarok, her understanding of power has long surpassed the boundaries of the mortal world. She has seen the mighty power to move mountains and fill seas, the power to burn stars and boil oceans, and the terror of the evil beings that gnaw at the foundation of the world.

But she never imagined that a human being, a human being as insignificant as dust and as fleeting as a mayfly in her eyes, could actually wield the power of a god.

The towering golden trident phantom, the pure power of the ocean's laws that made her soul tremble—a power originating from the very source of the world—and the supreme authority that made even the boiling, filthy sea submit and yield.

Although there are subtle differences, that power, that truly belongs to the supreme law of the ocean, is the authority to govern all waters, define tides, and divide land and sea.

She silently watched the spot where Tang Zijun had disappeared, and the filthy sea of ​​blood that had returned to its deathly stillness. The silver figure of that tiny human knight who had rushed into the abyss without hesitation now seemed to be shrouded in an indescribable halo in her eyes.

perhaps...

A thought, almost too faint to be real and almost unreal, which was nearly denied by her dragon instincts, began to burn uncontrollably deep within her ancient and desolate soul, like a spark struggling in the darkness.

Perhaps... this human knight really... can...

She dared not think any further.

The ending was too beautiful, so beautiful that for her, who bore the blood feud of her clan's annihilation and had witnessed the world's decline, it was an almost extravagant desecration.

All these turbulent thoughts eventually transformed into silent vigil.

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