You don't even want to call me godfather

The bangs on her forehead covered Iris' eyes. She was silent and thinking.

"Dong dong dong."

There was another knock on the door, but this time, Iris made her choice.

Under the woman's gentle gaze, she turned around and walked towards the door step by step.

She stopped in front of the door, then took a deep breath and put her hand on the door handle.

She opened the door.

……

"iris!!"

Iris opened her eyes with difficulty, and what she saw was Koshei who was calling her.

"…It's a rare opportunity to leave…What are you doing here…Koshei…"

Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes again. Looking at the anxious look of the man in front of her, she knew what a stupid thing she had done.

"… to save you."

Koshe held Iris's head and held her in his arms, saying firmly without any blame.

"You're so stupid..." Tears finally couldn't stop falling from the corners of Iris' eyes, flowing down her cheeks and mixing with the blood, "But... I'm so happy..."

Chapter 106: All Over

Koshe hugged the iris tightly in his arms. The feeling of losing and regaining something was not a pleasant one, but he had experienced it twice in a row.

Koshe, who had his back to Adam, didn't notice that Adam, who was standing behind him and looking at them, had a lonely expression on his face.

It was at this time that Adam noticed Kuler's gaze, and their eyes met in silence.

Apart from Iris's faint sobs, the only sounds were the river and the sound of gunfire from the executioners in the distance.

"Although it feels a bit inappropriate to disturb you now," just when everyone was immersed in strange emotions, the vulture opened its sharp beak and uttered a human voice from its mouth, "But, Adam, I must remind you that you made me swallow a difficult guy, the Sakota named Clowell."

It was Idhaira's voice. There was no doubt that both the giant worm that swallowed Clovel and the vulture in front of him were incarnations of Idhaira.

"Yeah, I know," Adam heard, and turned his gaze away from Kuler, and instead looked at the rushing river and the huge shadow of the worm sinking into the water. "If it could be solved so easily, we wouldn't have ended up like that."

"Then, what should we do?" Idhaila tilted his eagle head and looked at him with one eye, asking, "Based on the feeling I have now after coming back from my incarnation, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for more than a few minutes, or even just a few dozen seconds."

"...Let him come up," Adam thought for a moment and came up with a plan. "He won't drown in the water. If he's on the shore, maybe we still have a chance."

Idhaila seemed to understand what Adam meant. She blinked and shook her feathers, and then the ground shook again.

Only this time, it wasn't as severe as before.

It's more like... a dying giant's struggle before death.

The next second, the worm emerged from the water again, but it only rested part of its head on the shore, gasping weakly.

After a long time, its body began to twitch slightly, or to be more precise, something was being discharged from its body.

Koshe and others stared at it intently until a hand stretched out from the worm's mouth and grabbed the worm's sharp teeth.

"Zi-Zi-"

It was Clovel. He looked a little disheveled. Both his hair and clothes were wet. The slippery liquid in the worm's body dripped from his body to the ground, making a corrosive sound and emitting wisps of white smoke.

But there was a layer of something like a barrier around Clowell's body, which helped him block the corrosion of these liquids.

He walked out of the worm. His hair, which was originally combed back, was now completely wet and fell in front of his forehead. He lowered his head slightly with a gloomy face.

Seeing that Clowell was still alive, Koshe was about to stand up, but a hand was placed on his shoulder, stopping him.

"Leave it to me from now on," Adam looked at Clowell seriously, with an indescribable calmness in his eyes. "All this started because of me, and now it's time for me to put an end to this farce."

He glanced at the hand on Koshei's shoulder and exhaled deeply.

"I know you are here, Msisha," Adam asked in his heart, "Although we haven't seen each other for many years, if you don't mind, can you lend me your strength again?"

"Do you want to interfere with the original life trajectory of this child?" After a moment of silence, Msisha's voice sounded in Adam's mind, "Do you know the consequences of doing so?"

"Hmph... What's the point of interfering? He and I are the same person. To be honest, I am just trying to change my past destiny." Hearing this familiar voice, Adam couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly. "I know you are the keeper of time, but if even this kind of thing is not allowed, isn't it too harsh?"

'Are you ready to accept the price of doing this? Are you ready to sacrifice?' Msisha ignored Adam's sophistry and gave him a final confirmation in a low voice, 'This will be an unknown destruction, and no one will know, and no one will honor you.'

Msisha was right, Adam was a wrong existence that appeared at the wrong time.

Who will remember a person who shouldn't exist after he disappears?

He couldn't even erect a monument. Once he died, he was dead. There would be no trace of his existence left in the world.

No one will pay tribute to a person who doesn't even have a tombstone.

"I don't want gratitude, pity, or fame," Adam slowly closed his eyes. He felt a warm energy coming from Koshe's body, through the hand that touched his shoulder, and into his body. "Besides, you said one thing wrong, Msisha. This is not nameless destruction."

Adam turned his head and looked at Kule behind him. He looked down at her and she looked up at him. The two were speechless, but they understood each other's thoughts as if they were in sync.

Kule turned his head away, avoiding his gaze.

"Although we haven't met formally for long, let me teach you something, Koshe," Adam sighed secretly. He turned his gaze to Clowell who was still recovering not far away, and said to Koshe, "As a 'senior', let me teach you how to use the 'hound'."

Before Koshei could react, Adam patted his shoulder, released his hand, turned his back to him, and took a step towards Clowell.

For some reason, looking at Adam's back, Koshei had an indescribable feeling in his heart. Although the other person was his middle-aged self, he seemed to see his youthful self.

"Hey! Clowell, it's time for you to end your days of fighting with me."

Adam called out to him at the top of his voice as he walked towards Crowell.

"...You are..." Clowell covered his head. He had just recovered from the violent shaking. When he saw Adam walking towards him, he was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what he meant. "You have to stop me yourself. You already know this rule, Adam."

"I knew you would say that."

Adam steadied his steps, standing just a few steps away from Clowell, his hands swinging casually at his sides.

"How many times have we fought?"

Clowell put down the hand that was covering his head. The discomfort had gradually faded away. He straightened his posture, clenched his fist, and made a ready posture.

The two pistols had slipped out of his hands when he was attacked by the worms, so he had to prepare for close combat next.

"It's hard to say." Adam tilted his head, pretending to be confused, and then laughed sarcastically, "In my memory, we always fought every time we met."

"It's time to wrap this up, Adam."

Clowell narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists. The fierce hatred in his heart seemed to be infinitely magnified at this moment, and his eyes were full of anger as he stared at Adam.

"Yes," Adam leaned forward slightly, stretched one leg back and pressed against the ground. He waved his right hand to the side, and the blue-purple flame that belonged to Msisha ignited in his hand and soon spread to his entire arm. His expression suddenly became extremely serious, and with a surging murderous intent, he whispered, "It's all over."

Chapter 107 Personal Grudge

This is unimaginable pain.

The flames burned Adam's right hand. The blue-purple fire flickered, as if emitting a gloomy breath, but it was extremely hot, corroding his skin and flesh.

In just a few seconds, the flames had spread to his entire arm and continued to extend to other places.

Feeling the continuous severe pain in his right arm, Adam held his breath, trying to ease some of the burning pain.

He knew that he had to fight quickly and decisively, otherwise he would be burned out sooner or later. By then, with the current state of Koshei and others, they would definitely be no match for Clowell.

But Clowell's right hand was basically disabled, and it could only swing there helplessly because of Raphael's bullet.

Therefore, all they had to do was find a way to break Clovel's force field shield. With one arm disabled, he would be torn to pieces by Adam.

Adam slowly exhaled the foul air, and his almost burnt right hand began to change. The flesh and blood that had been evaporated by the flames was slowly filled and covered by a black fluid substance, and finally his right hand and arm became a different appearance.

Those were the sharp claws of the Hound of Tindalos, replacing his original hands, and even the flames burning on the claws would no longer give Adam any burning sensation.

Time is running out, he thought as he clenched his paws.

Then, Adam suddenly exerted force with his legs stretched backwards, using the ground as a fulcrum to push himself out, and in an instant he rushed in front of Clowell.

Clowell saw the flames on Adam's hands and his arms that had transformed into sharp claws, so he immediately moved to the side to dodge. He was not sure if his shield could block the flames that exuded an ominous aura.

But Adam's feet had already touched the ground. He twisted his back and without any hesitation, the sharp claws of his right hand stabbed directly into Clowell.

The hound's claw successfully pierced his stance shield. Clowell was startled and immediately jumped back, trying to create distance again, but this distance was enough for Adam to bite him.

Attack, attack madly.

Adam punched wildly with his left and right hands alternately, closely following Clowell's movements. Unconsciously, the flames had spread to the other side of his body, jumping wildly on Adam's left arm and back.

Clowell's stance shield could still barely block the attack, preventing Adam's claws from penetrating too deeply.

But he had never seen such a force that could penetrate his force field shield, not even when he had fought Adam before.

Adam is now like a mad dog. He can only wait for the right opportunity. Or perhaps he only has one chance to take action.

Finally, the opportunity came, but it was not for Crowell.

Adam clenched his right fist, and the first blow did not hit Clowell's stance shield, but brushed past it. Clowell knew that his next punch would be with his left hand.

But his guess was wrong.

Adam's right hand opened instantly, his left ankle showed a terrifying grip, and his waist twisted again. At this moment, Adam tried his best to burst out his speed.

The sharp claws of his right hand pierced into the stance shield, and Adam immediately turned around and put his center of gravity on it, and inserted his left hand, which had also turned into a sharp claw during the time of the crazy attack, into it as well.

Before Clowell could react, his shield was caught, and he was forced to prepare for a gamble.

Adam exerted force with both arms, bent his elbows, and tore outward with both claws. The stance shield that had previously given everyone a headache was torn apart in just a few seconds. Clowell also lowered his body, put the center of gravity of his whole body on his left hand, and punched Adam's face with his left hand.

bingo!

Adam had no intention of dodging, and Clowell's fist hit him in the face, but Adam seemed to be unable to be shaken and was not affected at all.

On the contrary, Clowell was contaminated by the fire on Adam's body, and the flames jumped to his hands and gradually spread.

Adam stood straight in place, and Clowell's fist remained pressed against his face. The two maintained this posture for a long time.

"Hmph... Is it over..."

In the end, it was Clowell who took his hand back first. Looking at the flames dancing on his arm, he smiled instead of getting angry.

Pain, pain that ordinary people could hardly bear, but for Clowell, it was no big deal. Having been corroded by the black falling snow of the inner guards of the Ursus army, he had long been certain that he would never suffer more painful injuries than that in the rest of his life.

Even the flames of Msisha were the same, it was just this feeling of the body and spirit burning at the same time...

"I just didn't expect it to be a demon..." Thinking of Adam fighting him until now despite the pain, even Clovel couldn't help but admire him. "If it weren't for personal grudges, maybe I would really admire people like you, Adam."

Adam stood there without responding.

The raging flames had engulfed most of his body, and even his face became a little blurry.

"Adam?"

Clowell noticed something was wrong. The flames had already climbed up Adam's cheek. Only one of his eyes was still exposed, but there was no light or spirit in that eye.

Adam had already reached the end of his life, and he fought to the death without saying a word.

Several people who witnessed the entire battle not far away also remained silent.

Idhaila, who transformed into an eagle, was silent and speechless. Kule clenched his teeth and looked away, unwilling to look at the scene.

Only Koshe noticed that the gunfire from the bell tower had stopped, and was replaced by several beams of light cast from the sky and some sounds like propellers turning.

Helicopter?

"Hey……"

Just when Koshe wanted to continue observing, there was another sound coming from Clowell's side.

“Hey…” Clowell seemed to have lost his soul. He ignored the spread of the flames, grabbed Adam’s body and shook him, “Adam…you…”

He lowered his head, with his hair hanging in front of his forehead and on both sides. He grasped Adam's shoulders in a daze and made meaningless shaking movements.

He had always wanted to kill his enemy Adam with his own hands, but now that Adam's death was not caused by him, he felt admiration and respect for him.

He found it difficult to understand and could only ask Adam for help, but Adam was dead and no one could solve his puzzle for him, which was difficult for him to accept.

Seeing Clowell like this, Koshe couldn't help but reach out his hand to him. Then, a pool of black liquid appeared under Adam's body, climbed up along his legs, and finally swallowed him completely and sank into the ground.

As Adam completely disappeared, the flames on Clowell's body gradually went out, leaving only wisps of smoke rising from his body and finally dissipating into the air.

Clowell stood there. At this moment, his lonely figure looked like a down-and-out middle-aged man, without any courage of a military commander.