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Chapter 862 Elegance
What is elegance?

Elegance is just a state, a description, but it does not have a clear line to define what is elegant.Because true elegance comes from the heart.

As the 'king' above this piece of sapphire, Kelan is undoubtedly the most beautiful existence in this area.And he also believes that he wants to carry out elegance in this area to the end.

From the beginning of his birth, like the other three Gorefiends, his personality was also determined at the beginning.

grace!This is the character he will carry on throughout his life.

Orlando's roughness and violence disgusted him, but on the other hand, he was somewhat similar to Orlando.This is why Curran had more contact with Orlando when he was in the chessboard world.

Curran didn't like Solomon, a stone-like Gorefiend who didn't have any speculative words at all. Among the other three, perhaps only Locke was the one who really had the same topic as Curran.

However, when the black tower completely divided the throne and rose, everything that used to be turned into nothingness behind his head.

Only the group of people in front of him is the best chance for him to implement his elegance.He wants everyone to know his elegance.

Therefore, from the very beginning, unlike the other three Gorefiends, Ke Lan sat on the throne and almost never stepped down from the throne.At that time, he was like an elegant king aloft, overlooking the subjects below with a haughty posture.

He enjoyed the gaze cast by Connor and others from below, and also enjoyed the pleasure of sitting on the throne.

Because it reminded him of the only king, the elegant king he respected and admired the most.

Ever since, a game from the brain began.

Hints, spiritual hints made Connor and others lost forever in this piece of sapphire.Even the outside audience cannot perceive the truth inside.

This feeling of sitting on the throne and raising your hands and raising your feet, making the people below become string-pull dolls to move and fight according to his instructions, is indeed the same as sitting on a dragon chair for a long time and commanding a war thousands of miles away. The king is exactly the same.

It's just different from the arrogance, self-confidence, or worry and anxiety of the ancient kings. Now he is extremely elegant.

There is always a faint smile on his face, and the flicking of his fingertips is like playing the piano, but what comes out is the mourning and wailing from below.Witnessing the people below sinking into illusion with their own thoughts, watching a person die in such pain among the gems with nothing, the feeling of effortlessness is really intoxicating.

With the passage of time, the energy flowing from other camps has also gradually improved Ke Lan's ability, and the improvement in ability has also allowed him to control more.

It's just that he didn't do this, because this ability gave him strong self-confidence and made him want to end all this in a more elegant way.

Unfortunately, what happened was counterproductive. When Connor was freed from the mind control, Coran was a little surprised. The series of actions that followed made Coran feel a little incredible.

"I didn't expect this group of dolls to have the ability to resist. Maybe I can try another way to win my own victory?"

However, with Connor's madness, Curran gradually discovered that the situation seemed to be out of his control, and this was definitely not what he wanted!

Forced to do so, he chose to give up the possibility of continuing to upgrade and put everything under the current spiritual control.

"It's useless. When everything is over, I will still be standing on this sapphire land."

Confidence made him nod his head gracefully even in the face of Connor's shattering blow.

Stalemate... Painful stalemate...

Now the people in the blue camp seem to be sealed in a highly airtight and extremely gravitational warehouse. The brain is constantly sending movement signals to the body, but the body is trembling and cannot follow the instructions of the brain.

This situation as if the body is not your own has lasted for 10 minutes. The brain can think, but no matter what signals the brain sends out, the body remains indifferent. The feeling of being in a vegetative state really makes people experience the feeling of those vegetative people.

Very depressing and uncomfortable.

In addition, Ke Lan used his mental power to continuously exert mental pressure on them under this stalemate. Under this strong feeling of depression, some people rolled their eyes unbearably, and even the people who originally supported Connor The faces of some ability users gradually became hideous.

"No... If this continues, we will be the first to die!"

The immobility of the body does not mean that their brain power will not be consumed. Now they have blessed Connor with the ability of words, but because the brain nerves are controlled by Ke Lan, they can only watch as they cannot move their bodies. Feeling that the brain power is constantly being consumed along with the ability to write.

"Uh... ah..."

Just like a person who suffered a stroke and lost the ability to speak, the first person whose brain power was completely drained in this stalemate instantly rolled his eyes and completely lost consciousness and fell down.

John couldn't see this scene but could hear the sound of falling. Connor, who glanced ahead, flinched suddenly.

"Damn!!"

John, who had lost control of his body, couldn't even grit his teeth. The only thing he could move was the twitching of his face and the movement of his eyes.

The snow is white, but it is not the color of snow, but the disturbing paleness.

The original blond hair has turned pale without knowing it, and the smooth hair has now become dry like the harvested rice stalks on the edge of the field. The handsome face is now old, and the originally moist The skin is already covered with unsightly wrinkles.

This is the price, the price of burning everything with the power of life.

Even though Connor now has enough power to press Coran to the ground and rub him, all the power used to amplify his body cannot allow him to break free from the control of his mind.

"Connor..."

John wanted to stop Connor, but there was nothing he could do. All he could do was watch Connor gradually grow old and die in this stalemate.

Ah ah ah! !
An unwilling anger filled Kong's chest, but John couldn't do anything.

Powerless and helpless.

"Barbarism cannot become a seed. Under the power of elegance, the power of barbarism can always be subordinated. No matter how terrifying and terrible the power of barbarism is, if you cannot use it, this power will not be able to be used." Does that mean there is no?"

Smiling, Ke Lan shook his head towards the crowd in front of him. The haughty elegance on his face made him look like a king.

"Don't think too much, what you can do now is to obtain a graceful death under my gift. I will assure you that your death will not be too horrible."

It seemed to be sympathetic, but also ironic. If John and the others could speak, they might have greeted Kelan "elegantly" through words.

However, even though he had foreseen his own death, there was no despair or fear in Connor's only eyes that still had some vitality.

"It's not over yet..."

(End of this chapter)