The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"...Is it you?" Gwendelin's surprised face was quickly replaced by anger. "Do you know what you are doing?! Stop it!"

Gwendelin tried to stop the fire woman, but the ashes blocked the front. This time, Gwendelin rarely stopped. It was He who had to stop. Compared with the others, He knew what the ashes in front of him were before they were thrown into the fire. With this appearance, there is only one person in this world who salutes the sun princess Gewen Avril.

"You are a hero of the undead, but you don't know the weight of flames!"

This time, not only Yulia, but the fire-resistant woman's cheeks seemed to be slightly moved by Ash's true identity. The undead hero, the first payer after King Gewen, destroyed the chaotic hotbed that the old witch became, killed the sleeping tomb king Nite, and defeated the king of Wuxin Gewen, and finally threw himself into the flames and rescued Heroes of the world.

"I understand, but this is exactly why I did this, Your Highness Gwendelin. I am the closest to flames, so I know flames. I have absorbed other king souls, and I know what they are." Ashes--or Said—the undead hero sat cross-legged on the ground and slowly said to Gwendelin. The flames gradually dimmed and died in the hands of the fire-resistant female behind him. Compared with the nervous and anxious looks of the people, the undead heroes seemed very indifferent, as if they were just sitting at the door of the house and chatting with a few friends.

"If the flames die, the abyss will swallow this world!"

"His Royal Highness, when I was imprisoned in the Northern Undead Yard, or an ordinary undead, I never doubted how important it is to spread the fire."

Compared with Gwendelin's anxiety, the undead's tone was calm and calm.

"Later, I met a lot of friends on the road, some were like-minded with me, and some were at my sword. Klana, Gove, Pachi, White Spider, Roderick, Logan, Lena, Jack Maya, Jack Linde , Priscilla, of course, and the comrade-in-arms who walked with me to the end, Solar Knight Solar. Maybe also, has disappeared into the flames with some of my memories."

The flame was slowly burning in the hands of the fire-proof woman, pulsing uneasy, but she could not escape from these white palms.

"They died, one after another, because of the disaster caused by the dim flame. I once asked myself why, my friends would leave one by one and become living corpses. Yes, the flame, because the dim flame caused the curse of the undead. The appearance of. Because the flame is thirsting for the three king souls and the soul of darkness that were taken away, the dark ring appeared in human beings. The soul escaped from the dark ring and was recaptured by the flame. Will become a living corpse."

"So I want my friends, I want other friends who are still alive, let Solal, so that Jack Linde will not become a living corpse like everyone else, I rejected Cass' proposal and walked into the fire. I I hope that in this world, no one will lose their loved ones or lovers because of the curse of the undead. I am willing to die for this."

The undead hero said word by word, no one said a word, no one was willing to interrupt this hero who might have become the king of the world, but would rather step into the furnace and sacrifice for the world.

"I have seen Cass, Yulia, when I saw you, when your subordinates prepared the dark seal ceremony for me, I already knew what you were going to do." The undead hero looked deep. Yulia bent down deeply. "I understand that you did all this in order to allow the wandering spirits hiding in the ruins of Little Deron to lead a normal life, and to keep them alive. And you are afraid that the abyss will swallow you up and turn you into monsters completely. , I came up with the idea of ​​letting the ashes usurp the fire. But I apologize to you, Yulia. I can’t do that.”

"Then, I woke up again. It was at the time when the flame was dim, and at the time when the flame was about to extinguish. I thought I would return the king spirits of King Gwen, Tomb King Nite, and the Old Witch to the flame, then The flame can continue to burn, but I found out that I was wrong. Before taking back all the souls of darkness, the flame could never return to its prosperous appearance. I saw a decayed world, and I saw a panting that was crushed by the flames. But in a world of anger, I saw a world cursed by flames."

"The flame is no longer the thing that brings civilization, brings light, and brings warmth. What shrouds people is no longer the light of the flame, but the shadow outside the light. The purpose of people's life is to spread fire, and people exist. The purpose is to spread fire. Heroes, cowards, princes, and common people all exist for spreading fire. The king of the sin karma capital, the warriors who monitor the abyss, the man-eating monsters, as long as they can burn, they all exist. To be thrown into the fire to keep the crumbling flames burning."

"But all this is in vain after all. We obtained four king souls from the first fire. Now, before the last soul of darkness is returned, the flame will not flourish and the curse of the undead will not disappear. The flame will eventually What we can do is to burn all the creatures in this world. Your Royal Highness Gwendelin, take a look, since I spread the fire until now, has the world become more prosperous or even more dilapidated under the shroud of flames? What does the flame bring to this world? A blessing or a curse?"

"This is to resist the abyss..."

"When the flames appeared, light and darkness appeared in this world. Your Highness, I still remember the legends and truths you told me when I knelt down in Yanorrond. When the flames become darker, the abyss will become more dimmed. Is powerful. But Your Highness, I can spread the fire here, but the flame will not flourish because of a bunch of burnt firewood. By then, you will need more firewood. Maybe until one day, only you are left in this world. One person, you have to step into the flame, just like King Gewen, and become a part of the flame. But at that time, a world without people, an empty flame, is it what we want?"

"But if the flame goes out, the world will completely plunge into the abyss..."

"In this world." Zelin pushed the others away and walked to the front. The wandering souls dispersed in front of him. "There is also a shelter, a place that will not be polluted by the abyss, but will be protected by a king's soul."

The others looked at Zelin, and the demon hunter spread their hands. "Yes, the painting world Eredel. There will be a new picture drawn by the blood of the king's soul. There will be a refuge for everyone."

The flames became darker and darker, leaving only a ray of flame in the hands of the fire-resistant woman, emitting a faint light.

"No..." Gwendelin shook his head. He seemed to have made some determination, and raised the scepter in his hand. "My son of King Gwen, the Shadow Sun, how can you let you extinguish the flame here?! Father? The king left this family property for me.

"Wait, it's not necessary!"

"No! Ze Linqing, and I invite you to take refuge in Eredel, such a rebel, if you want to destroy the flames, you must step on my body!" He held the scepter tightly and stared at the undead in front of him. Hero. He is no longer the powerful Dark Moon God in the past. He is now extremely weak and is by no means an opponent of Ashes. "If the flames must be extinguished, then I will be the last deceased in this place!"

"I'm sorry, Your Highness." Ash slowly drew out the sword from his waist, and stood in front of the fire woman resolutely. "This era, there is really no need to continue, it will only bring destruction to this world, for all living beings, whether it is humans or wandering souls."

"You stop, are you all crazy?" Zelin hesitated, he still drew out the ebony blade from his waist, he must find a way to stop these two men. "Your fight here is meaningless!"

The dim shadow of the flame left them only the outline in the dark.

Gwendelin raised the scepter in her hand high, the cold moonlight appeared in the sky again, countless stars twinkling, but it was not the stars, but the countless sharp arrows. The wandering spirits began to flee, Yulia didn't stop them, she just stood there blankly, still seemingly unacceptable, and her plan came to an end.

"No! Delin! No!"

A sharp female voice crossed the dangerous sky. Zelin turned his head and looked over, and saw Princess Felanor staggering up, her body was weak and she almost fell to the ground. "Stop, Delin, this is enough."

"...Felenoir?"

"Enough, Delin, it's really enough." Felenuoer panted, followed by Sheila who was chasing her, and Sheila's face was still panicked. It seems that Felianuoer ran here, beyond the maid's expectation. Felenor's face was pale, she looked at Gwendelin and shook her head. "Delin, what we have done for this era is enough. It's time to let go..."

"But..."

"Let's go home." Felenor's voice brought a hint of crying. They have suffered too much, lost too much, and paid too much.

Gewen plunged into the flames, Felanor sealed the city with her own seal, Gewen Avril went to the place where the fire spread, and Gwendelin wanted to support the entire world with her fragile body, in order to continue spreading the fire and protect King Gewen The pioneering era.

They paid too much.

"Enough is enough, let's go home together." Felanor seemed to be begging him "We, it's time to let go."

Gwendelin looked at Felinor, everyone looked at him, at the God of Dark Moon, who represented the gods.

The fingers holding the scepter gradually loosened.

Jingle.

The scepter representing the gods fell heavily to the ground.

Gwendelin bent down, and a little sob came from under the already dim sun mask.

Subsequently, the crying became louder and louder.

He cried loudly, and hung angrily on the ground.

Doesn't He know that all this is irreversible? No, He knows. But He was not reconciled to it.

But this dying era can be restored by one or two people. Everyone is pursuing life, but in the end everyone is going to death. Like a poor man falling into a swamp, struggling powerlessly, trying everything possible to live, but unable to change the end of the quagmire.

Go home.

Without the flame, can we still have a home?

We are still there, relatives are still there, we still have a home.

It's over, Delin.

It's over.

Chapter 1511: The End of the Era

The flame will eventually go out.

Yulia had to accept this result, her plan still failed. She did not expect that she was not facing ordinary ashes, but the most powerful undead hero in the world.

For the wandering soul, but also for the other people who are still alive, they will all go to Eredel. When the world completely loses its flames, no matter whether it is human beings, undead, or wandering souls, it will be difficult to survive for a long time in the terrifying chaos and darkness. Ereder is everyone's best choice, and the last choice.

Gwendelin cried bitterly. Zelin didn't know whether he was responsible for his failure in the end, or for the flame age that ended in his hands.

He is not the last god.

But the age of the gods ended in his hands, and the family inheritance left by Gwen was destroyed in his hands.