King of the Nine Seas

Delorea looked at Aran seriously. When she was sure that Aran was not impulsive or joking, she didn't say a word, just nodded slightly, and said, "I only need me to send you into your long history. Is the tributary all right?"

　　 "May need you to maintain it for a while, because the tributaries of the long river in my history are a bit long and there are many branches, so it will take a little longer."

　　 "Don't worry about that. I haven't met anyone who has a history longer than me. I support it."

Listening to Delorea's affirmation, she also showed a certain degree of self-confidence. Aran didn't insist on it, but just nodded slightly. He glanced at the Dark Night Roarer who was about to be completely separated from the rift in the void, and said: "Then don't delay, otherwise once you let that thing out, we two won't have any chance."

　　 "Huh..." With a protruding breath, and another deep breath, Delorea stretched out her hand and said to Aran, "Get your hand out."

Upon seeing this, Aran stretched out his hand to hold Delorean’s palm, and at this moment, Delorea’s forehead and the back of Aran’s hand showed the clock imprints of the respective moments. The people echoed each other, and Delorea’s eyes emitted golden light. At this moment, Aran saw a magnificent river of light. It had countless large and small, long and short tributaries, starting with Aran as the node. Behind him is the past, and before him is the future, which respectively extend into the infinite void.

Because of the hands holding Aran, the imprints of the respective clocks also resonated, making Delorea also see the long history that belongs to Aran, and because of this, Delorea’s face showed an incredible look. She had never seen such a wide historical river tributary that belonged to one person, and had never seen any one historical river with such a large number of tributaries!

　　 "How could you..." As soon as he said this, Delorea turned around and immediately urged: "Hurry up and set foot on your long history. On such a scale, I can't hold on for too long!"

If it were in ordinary times, Aran might even make a joke, but at this moment, naturally, he couldn’t help wasting time like this. He didn’t hesitate, and immediately set foot on his own history, and disappeared in just an instant. The real world came into the endless void, underfoot is the river of light with a wide invisible end, around the body is an endless void, there are thousands of stars, look carefully, each star is a historical node, there is something about Aran, There are also countless other people and things.

　　 no longer hesitate, and rushed forward, looking for his own future against the night roarers.

According to Aran’s original intention, he wanted to find the one he used to kill the future self who killed Yavum Za, but at that time there was a water droplet with a long history and the shot behind the clock meeting, but this time there was only virtue. Loriya herself, although De Loriya also has the personality of the true **** of the time type, she is naturally inferior to the one behind the clock meeting, plus there is no cooperation with the water droplets of the long history, naturally everything can only rely on Aran herself. .

At the speed of Aran today, with all-out effort, you can definitely run a distance unimaginable by ordinary people, but in this long history, there is an unimaginable historical long river as a contrast, it looks like it is in this light. It's like walking on the river, slowly moving forward.

　　 "Aran, I can't hold on anymore, and the Night Screamer is coming out soon, how are you doing?"

　　Since Aran asked to enter his own long history, Delorea had guessed what he was going to do. After all, she was also a true **** of the time type.

Hearing the urging Delorea, Aran continued to walk forward, but unlike before, he was observing the nearby tributaries and choosing one that would come in handy, otherwise he would choose one at random, and the result would not be able to defeat the Night Screamer. That wouldn't make any sense, so while he was looking for it, he replied to Delorea: "Someone told me that she was supporting me just now. As a result, I hit myself in the mouth so soon?"

　　 "Hey... hurry up anyway, otherwise you will always be a ghost without a past and a future in the long river of history!"

As Delorea’s voice fell, Aran also found his goal, and rushed into a tributary that was almost wider than Delorea’s River of Light, and proceeded with the future represented by this tributary. Through the connection, it succeeded in making it cross the time interval, upstream along the long river of history, and descended into the body of Aran at this time!

　　 Boom!

A sound like nothing, like a river overflowing, the huge roar of a waterfall falling, sounded in Aran’s ears, he slowly opened his eyes, his will is still sober, he can still see, hear, and feel, but The body at this moment has been controlled by another self.

　　 "Interesting, does it belong to me at another time?"

Future Aran muttered to herself, looking at her hands, feeling her own memory now, and suddenly, the future Aran seemed to have seen something, with a look of nostalgia and guilt on her face, and said: "The old man at this time Snoring, are they still alive? That's really great, and they seem to be alive as well. You are more successful than me."

　　 "The old snorers at your time...what happened to them?"

　　 "Because of my stubbornness, they are all dead."

The point of disagreement between this future Aran and the current Aran was on Liberty Island. At that time, Aran changed his mind and wanted to continue to roam in the East China Sea. As a result, he met the demon dog Gaerich who came over. During the battle, the old snorer still showed his true strength, but later due to physical distortion, he died in the hands of the dog Gairich, and other people also died in the hands of the dog pirate group one after another. inside.

Although Aran later took his life because of Lianchuan who came again, the death of his friends and crew still made Aran depressed for a long time. Later, he followed Lianchuan to the deep sea paradise, and after a period of contact, He formed a relationship with Lianchuan as a teacher and friend, and learned a good sword from him.

Later, the Deep Sea Paradise held the Pirate King Conference. The old days of Dagon and Hydra that appeared in this world also appeared at that time. However, without the existence of Aran, everything has changed. After that time, Deep Sea The admiral died, Lianchuan also died in that battle, and Deep Sea Paradise was completely disbanded.

Aran left the deep sea paradise, traveled in the Nine Seas as a pirate hunter, practiced his skills, and finally joined the navy, and climbed to the middle position step by step. Later, he met the same time as Aran at the present time. Constable, he became his disciple.

After being promoted to the ninth rank and a double general with masters and disciples together with swordsmanship, Aran at that time can be considered a relatively happy time, but then the mainland of Atlantis arrived, the old days descended, the navy and the pirates After losing consecutive battles, he eventually retreated to the Central Star Sea, the West Sea, the Sea of ​​Ice, and the North Sea.

At that time, Aran also relied on the skill of swords and swords to become a power close to the true **** level. The demigod level under his hand far exceeded the number of ten fingers in the old days. There were also three true **** levels in the old days, and they were veritable killers. Therefore, Aran at that time was already known as the killer general of the navy at that time!

　　 The reason why he is not a marshal is just because he doesn't like to deal with those messy things. All he wants is to kill the old days and create a human world.

　　 Now, through the joint summoning of Aran and Delorea, the killer general has descended in this very different world.

　　 "Interestingly, in this world, did I become a disciple of Teacher Const? If so, then I will help you, and I must protect those who are important to you in the future!"

　　 Click...

　　 Boom!

　　At this time, the Night Screamer broke away from the void in the void and crashed down not far in front of Aran and Delorea.

　　 At this time, Aran was under Delorea’s surprised gaze, and put the Divine King’s Battle Armor and the Sea King’s Trident into his body, but took out the semi-divine artifact Dragon Scale Knife!

　　 Looking at the Dragonscale Sword in his hand slightly, Aran frowned unsatisfactorily, and muttered to herself: "This sword...reluctantly, let's make do with it."

　　 step by step towards the night roarer, looking at the old incarnation of the true **** level in front of him, without any nonsense, he directly picked up the long knife in his hand and slashed straight towards the opponent.

The dark night snarler's hideous mouth grinned with a mocking smile, and his body swayed like catkins, and the void around his body was layered on top of each other, letting the knife hit him, but it passed by like it was slashed in the void. The body of the night growler.

　　 Nyarlatotepu has a void attribute, and its clone, Night Screamer, has inherited this perfectly.

　　 However, Aran looked at the useless sword, but did not have any eager look. Instead, he turned the sword again and slashed towards the night roarer again.

　　 "Hehehehe... useless, useless, if you only have this ability, then I won't play with you, because it's too boring."

　　 Listening to the words of the Night Growler, Aran grinned a cold smile on the corner of his mouth and said in a low voice: "The last time I met you, I let you escape by luck. I met you again this time, so don't leave."

　　 "Last time? My first time..."

Before he finished speaking, Aran’s voice suddenly disappeared, and the night roarer saw only glare of cold light. The next second, Aran appeared behind the night roarer, and countless cold lights flashed in the void. , Drew a trajectory of crossing, and when Aran's figure appeared, one after another returned to the dragon scale knives in his hand.

boom!

　　 The void shattered and turned into countless pieces.

The knife just now directly smashed the void, and the night roarer who had been hiding in the void naturally did not escape the knife. There were countless more knife marks on his body, two broken three legs, and two claws. Cut it down, even the thick tentacles on the head were cut into several segments, a large amount of purple blood with the brilliance of stars sprayed from the body of the dark night roarer and dissipated into the void.

　　 "The knife that smashes the void...Who are you on earth?"

When this question was asked, the Night Screamer suddenly thought of something and said again: "In the beginning, the human who killed Yavum Za and defeated Ktougya? You used the same method to summon your future self. arrival!"

　　 "I don't understand what you are talking about, die!"

　　 Holding a knife in both hands, Aran slashed out, doing his best.

　　His time is running out, so naturally he can't delay too much. So just now, after a little test, he shot with all his strength, leaving no room, showing another point in time, which belongs to the power of the human killer general!

　　铮!

　　 A sword chant sounded, and the void, time, and rules belonging to the night roarers were all cut off with a single knife. His body was quickly annihilated, and he was beheaded from the level of rules and turned into nothing.

This is a complete death. If Nyarlatotep wants to summon the Night Screamer again, he needs to split again, instead of re-summoning after the death of other clones. He will not know what happened here. He can only know, himself. The clone was beheaded.

boom!

　　 Cracks gradually appeared on the knife, and then the dragon scale knife completely shattered in Aran's hands.

Looking at the hilt of the knife in his hand~www.wuxiaspot.com~, the future Aran said apologetically: "Sorry, your knife is too fragile to withstand the collision between me and the old incarnation. It's a pity. I'm just a piece of consciousness, otherwise I can pay you one. Although I only have two swords of the artifact level, there are many swords of the semi-artifact level. Unfortunately, I can't give it to you."

　　 "Are you leaving?"

　　 Hearing what Aran said now, Aran in the future nodded slightly and said, "After all, this is a means to reverse the long river of history. It can't be held for too long, and your friend has reached the limit, and you can't hold it anymore."

　　 "So, goodbye."

　　 "The two knives just now have been imprinted in the depths of my mind. I always feel that they are helpful to you. This is the gift I told you before. I hope you can protect the people who are important to you, not like me."

　　 "Thank you, I will definitely."

A smile appeared. Aran’s consciousness in the future disappeared completely with the sound of flowing water in the distance, and as the consciousness of Aran in the future dissipated, Aran suddenly felt a sharp pain from his body. He fell to the ground restrainedly, gritted his teeth tightly, and his body was wet with cold sweat in an instant.

At this time, Delorea quickly walked to Aran’s side. She looked at Aran at this time, and did not eagerly touch him, but whispered to him: "The future you, after all, will still use you Your body will naturally be under a lot of pressure if your body is fighting at that level. If your body is not bad, I am afraid the consequences will be more serious than now. You can rest assured, lie down well, and have the rest. Give it to me, I will take you away."