The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

A mysterious woman who is like a witch.

Despite being weaker than himself in terms of strength, the sense of oppression and destructive power he exuded was incomprehensible.

Unable to resist.

When lightning, like divine punishment, struck him, Lai Enhart was powerless to resist.

At that moment, amidst the despairing lightning, Ennhart breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that his death had finally arrived.

For some reason, the other party chose to back down in the end.

The mysterious witch left no words behind, disappearing silently along with the female assassin.

Having survived once again, leaving only an empty shell, the weary and broken-looking Rainhardt dragged his body back to the throne.

Although he didn't die this time, the wounds made his sense of impending demise even clearer.

Closer!

She can kill me.

She can definitely do it!

There's no need to look for other outsiders anymore; as long as he finds that woman again, he can finally see the end of his life.

So when Ning Feng's letter was delivered to him, Lai Enhart didn't care.

Since we've already found a way, there's no need to arrest them.

Moreover, along with the letter came Charlie's keepsake...

Charlie.

My friend, how long has it been since you last regained consciousness?

It's been hundreds of years...

Have you now sunk so low that you'd be tricked out of your keepsakes by strangers?

It's really sad.

Leonhardt was very curious about what kind of person could take the token from Charlie.

However, when he actually saw Ning Feng's appearance, he was still somewhat disappointing.

Aside from his outstanding appearance, the other party's every move indicated that he was just an ordinary nobleman.

Despite lacking in ability, he is filled with inexplicable arrogance.

So be it.

Make him hand over Charlie's keepsake and then kick him out.

However, upon hearing Ning Feng's final question, Lai Enhart recalled a thought he had forgotten about in the past.

Reinhardt suddenly remembered...

I've held on until now because I'm seeking revenge!

Take revenge on the gods!

He'll make that guy pay!

!

card.

When his anger toward the gods reached its peak, Leonhardt heard a shattering sound.

!

!

……wrong!

With a flicker of spiritual fire in his eyes, Lai Enhart suddenly regained consciousness.

I can't possibly be distracted during the battle...

I was affected!

!

A pair of smiling red eyes flashed before my eyes.

Time seemed to pass in the blink of an eye, but the terrifying sword light had already completely approached his body.

"Hey! You're awake?"

A mocking laugh rang out, followed by Ning Feng's soft whisper:

"To be disoriented in battle is tantamount to suicide."

Clang!

He verbally offered advice, but his hands didn't stop moving; in fact, they sped up.

The seemingly ordinary longsword, after being infused with energy, became sharp and struck the king's neck heavily.

nothing left.

Kakaka!

The neck emitted a shattering sound that made both of their teeth ache, as the longsword became embedded directly in the cracks of the bone!

Ning Feng looked at the sword blade with a sigh, feeling quite regretful. It could only be inserted about one centimeter before being clamped and unable to go any deeper.

It's really hard!

"Don't make it so obvious, it'll make me feel embarrassed."

"Or are you deliberately trying to kill yourself?"

Using the rebound force, he released his grip and quickly retreated, spreading his hands and saying:

"With your attitude, you'd better not pursue revenge."

"It's pointless to tell you; you might just end up destroying yourself."

It seems there's no way to kill him directly, so let's move on to the next plan.

What he said was completely different from what he thought, Ning Feng mocked:

"Forget about trying to scam me, find someone else. Don't try to extort money from me."

"I have absolutely no interest in the charge of regicide."

"If you're so eager to die, why not just commit suicide now? It doesn't sound like a bad idea to commit suicide as a king."

king……

Touched on his most vulnerable spot, Lai Enhart finally snapped out of his reverie.

"........."

For some reason, the fighting spirit that I thought had long since subsided was gradually boiling over again.

card.

He drew the sword and threw it back to Ning Feng, reigniting the fighting spirit that had been waning before coming to Enhart.

boom!

!

The heavy roar of the giant sword silenced Ning Feng's taunts.

Oh ho?

Lai Enhart stared intently at Ning Feng and said:

"The king will not lose."

An immense pressure, like a mountain abyss, erupted and pressed down on Ning Feng.

Come on, Ennhart, you're serious.

But Ning Feng, the culprit, smiled even more broadly at this outcome.

The crimson in his eyes grew even more intense, as if it could drip blood.

……

Clang.

Clang!

Inside the room, swords clashed repeatedly, and Ning Feng's figure charged forward and retreated time and time again.

When Lai Enhart began to fight back seriously, he demonstrated the strength of a qualified legendary warrior.

It's not just the immense power in battle, but more importantly, the defense that's hard for the opponent to break through!

Especially now that he's just a skeleton, he's a tough nut to crack.

"Distracting thoughts."

Once again forcing Ning Feng back, Lai Enhart took a step forward.

"Your movements are full of distractions. What are you thinking about?"

Thinking what?

I'm thinking about how to give you a really tough time!

"If this continues, you will face failure."

The king of skeletons reiterated:

"The king will not lose."

Shut up.

The more Ning Feng saw the other party's attitude, the more awkward he felt.

accurate.

what……