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"Well done," Xiling praised without reservation.

"Can't you guys even look at your surroundings?" The Faded One said irritably to the two men, looking at the densely packed crowd around them.

"Tianyi, it's up to you!" Xiling gave a thumbs up, and the others also looked on with encouragement. Penglai City's Jiuxiao even shouted, "Go, Tianyi, and show them your world-controlling power of words!"

The lead guard stepped forward and shouted angrily, "Hey, who exactly are you people?!"

Xiling stepped forward. "We came here for only one purpose: to save the people of the border region." Countless soldiers' eyes were focused on Xiling, as if they were looking at a madman, and that madman was Xiling, who had spoken of saving the border region.

"You may think I'm crazy, but I still have to say it," a voice amplified by magic echoed throughout Stonewell City.

"Listen, everyone! The world will begin to change at this moment. We will repair the Law Ring and construct new laws. The world will regain its order!"

The sound echoed continuously, time seemed to stand still, and people stared in astonishment at Xiling, who had spoken those words so loudly.

Has he gone mad? Does he know what he's saying? How dare he utter such words?

Above the city wall, the girl lifted her hood to reveal her delicate face. She looked down at the person surrounded by the crowd below, a hint of uncertainty in her eyes.

A tall man at the gate of Stonewell opened his eyes.

"...Is it just the ravings of a madman, or...?"

"...If you truly have this ability, then step forward, step over this body, and come before me."

Inside Stonewell City, a man covered in arms also heard Xiling's voice.

"Order...glory...new laws, it's laughable that the world can never be the same again, no one can get it done, no one..."

"Madman! You're a madman!" the lead soldier roared, then raised his weapon and yelled at Xiling, "Kill this madman!"

The soldiers swarmed forward, intending to cut the rambling man into seven or eight pieces.

But at this very moment...

Stop

A voice rang in their ears, not very loud, but their bodies instinctively obeyed the voice's command and stopped.

"What's going on? Is it magic?!" The guards began to struggle and try to break free from their predicament, but just then, another voice rang out.

Please ignore us.

When those words were spoken, people found themselves able to move again. Some looked around in confusion, as if they didn't understand why they were there. Finally, they separated and returned to their original positions.

Kevin waved his hand in front of a soldier, who completely ignored it. Not only that, but Kevin couldn't help but remark, "This ability is quite impressive."

Upon hearing this, Xiling immediately retorted, "Isn't your ability even more outrageous?"

Kevin glanced away. "It's alright. By the way, let's hurry up and get going, let's go!"

After saying that, he took the lead and walked forward.

The others exchanged glances, chuckled, and followed.

Chapter Twenty: Slaying the Evil Omen

"This place is so dilapidated, and the smell of blood is so strong," Penglai Shi Jiuxiao said, fanning his nose with his hand in disgust.

"Have you heard any strange noises?" Luo Tianyi asked, her eyes darting around in fear. Ever since she obtained the Star Voice, she had become particularly sensitive to sounds, and she thought she heard someone wailing.

However, even in daylight, Kevin didn't hear anything. Kevin looked at Xiling, who also shook her head; she hadn't heard anything either.

Luo Tianyi covered her ears with her hands, somewhat troubled. "Perhaps it's some other sound. It feels like after gaining the Star Voice ability, I often hear strange things."

Remien comforted her, "Perhaps it's because you haven't gotten used to it yet. You'll gradually get used to it over time, who knows?"

The one who had faded also offered his guess: "That should be it. After all, you haven't been practicing prayer for very long. Once you use it a couple more times, you should get used to it."

"Okay, I understand. I'm sorry to have worried everyone."

"This is nothing. You must tell us if anything happens," Penglai Temple Jiuxiao said earnestly, looking into Luo Tianyi's eyes.

Luo Tianyi smiled and said, "I understand."

Just as the group set off on the road to the gates of Stoneville.

When the group was halfway there, a gust of wind blew up.

"Why did the wind suddenly pick up?" Luo Tianyi asked, shielding her eyes with her hand.

“There’s usually only one reason for this, and that is that the boss is about to appear.” Penglai City Jiuxiao directly drew out the Dark Night Twin Wings Dagger in its mode.

Xiling stepped forward and stood side by side with Kevin.

“This might be a little dangerous. Why don’t you hide behind me? The hero will protect you,” Xiling winked at Kevin, her tone full of teasing.

Kevin smirked and pointed to the sky. "What nonsense are you talking about? Can't you see the sun overhead?"

At the very moment the two were talking, a gust of wind swept up, and Luo Tianyi and Penglai Temple Jiuxiao felt that they could barely stand. The Faded One's staff tapped the ground lightly, and then a barrier enveloped the four of them, leaving Xiling and Kevin outside.

"Are you ready?" Xiling asked Kevin one last time.

Kevin casually pulled a greatsword from the ground. The greatsword seemed weightless in his hand, and Kevin swung it around a couple of times.

"Stop talking nonsense to me."

The storm stopped, and a huge figure stood in front of everyone.

Xiling pointed the Holy Sword at the figure. Their gazes met. Was there anything else to say?

No need!

The moment their eyes met, the two knew that no further conversation was needed.

Kevin, wielding a greatsword, had already reached the ominous demon Malkit. He swung the greatsword heavily forward, but Malkit simply retreated, perfectly dodging the attack. At the same time, a lightsaber appeared in his hand, and as he dodged Kevin's attack, he thrust the lightsaber forward.

Just as the lightsaber was about to strike Kevin, the Holy Sword appeared, and Xiling shattered the lightsaber with a single strike. She then swung her sword and slashed at Malkit. In just a short moment, the two exchanged blows countless times, and the sound of metal clashing against metal rang out like music.

"Powerful strength, sharp swordsmanship, but too immature!" Markit's eyes narrowed, and a lightsaber reappeared in his hand. Before Xiling could react, the lightsaber thrust out.

Faced with this unavoidable sword strike, Xiling... smiled.

At the sound of a gunshot, Margit immediately sensed the danger. His reaction was incredibly fast; he tilted his head back as the bullet nearly grazed his skin. At the same time, he swung his strange weapon, which clashed with Kevin's greatsword.

However, the moment she touched him, Malkitt sensed something was wrong.

The moment the weapons clashed, Kevin released his grip and swiftly delivered a side kick to Malkit's shin on the left, while Xiling's holy sword slashed out to the right.

With virtually no room to dodge, Markitt demonstrated what true combat skill was all about.

It's force relief! And it's force relief with extremely high purity!

The holy sword slashed at the weapon that Markit had raised. Then, he leaned his upper body backward like a stick, dodging Kevin's side kick while simultaneously kicking Kevin in the back. Then, the weapon, like a magnet, attracted the holy sword in Xiling's hand, slamming Xiling heavily to the ground.

This is the demigod, Omen King Mongot. Even as an avatar, he still displayed unimaginable combat skills. Unlike the pure power of the Third Herrscher, this demigod is more about technique and control over the battle.

“If this is all the strength you have, then step down,” Markit said, looking at Xiling on the ground. His voice was flat, as if he were advising her, or perhaps warning her.

"...Why do you seem to think you've already won?"

"What!" Markit frowned, then seemed to realize something and suddenly took a step back. In a flash, a cannon shot out from the holy sword, piercing through the city wall.

"That's quite perceptive," Xiling said, getting up from the ground, brushing the dirt off her clothes, and then calling out to Kevin, who was stuck in the wall, "Hey, don't just lie there. You weren't like this when you hit me last night."

"I can't help it, I'm still getting used to it." After pulling himself out of the wall, Kevin stretched his body a little and then spoke softly to Markitt.

"It's noon"

At that moment, Malkitt felt a change in the aura of the two people standing in front of him.

The sun was directly overhead, and its dazzling rays shone on Kevin. At that moment, it was as if some shackles had been broken, and a terrifying heat wave emanated from his body.

The holy sword in Xiling's hand began to gather magical power.

“…Interesting? Then let’s take a look!” As if in response to the two, Malkitt stomped heavily on the ground, thus initiating the attack.

Unarmed Kevin met the attack expressionlessly. Instantly, his fist collided with the weapon, and feeling the immense force, Malkitt recalled someone... Rataen, no! The other was even more terrifying.

Kevin sent Markit flying with just three punches. While flying through the air, Markit quickly spun around and produced a giant hammer made of light in his hand. He slammed the hammer down heavily on Xiling on the ground, as if to smash Xiling into a meat patty.

Faced with this terrifying attack, the Starry Cloak behind Xiling seemed to be blown by the wind. The moment the light hammer struck, the Starry Cloak instantly extended, and the seemingly soft fabric directly blocked in front of Xiling, successfully stopping Markit's terrifying attack.

Even Markit was stunned by the sight before her, her eyes widening involuntarily.

The holy sword is drawn!

Markitt tried to block Hiling's sword with his weapon. Could he stop it?

The answer is no, it can't be stopped.

As the holy sword was swung, everything in its path was instantly sliced ​​in two, and Malkit was cleaved in two along with his weapon, turning into dust and vanishing from the world.

After killing Malkit, Xiling didn't sheath her sword. Instead, she raised it and shouted at the strange figure above the city wall.

"Your turn, Greg."

Chapter Twenty-One: Killing Grek

The massive figure leaped down from the city wall and landed heavily on the ground.

Upon seeing the terrifying figure, Luo Tianyi covered her ears in fear and stood behind Leimiao An. Even Penglai Temple Jiuxiao trembled. The densely packed arms looked as if they were grafted onto the body, a bizarre and deformed sight that was unsettling.

Faced with the wary gazes of the crowd, Grek put down all his weapons.

Xiling raised an eyebrow and reached out to stop Kevin's impulse to punch the other person.

The other party doesn't look like they're here to fight. Let's hear what they have to say first.

"Let me briefly explain your purpose."

After a moment of silence, Greck spoke, "I heard what you said earlier, but I don't think you can do it."

So? What's the reason you're standing here?

"...This world has gone mad. Order...the glory can never be restored to what it once was. I don't believe you can do it."

Xiling didn't say anything, just watched quietly.

“No one can do it, but… what if it succeeds?” Grek looked directly into Xiling’s eyes.

"It couldn't get any worse... I'm taking a gamble, to win everything or lose everything."

Xiling seemed to have guessed something. "You mean..."

Grek knelt down on one knee before Xiling, his tone earnest, "Please use me, even if it means burning this body to ashes, I will not hesitate!"

"One last question for you," Xiling said as she walked up to Grek.

Why did you make this choice?

Greck answered without hesitation.

"strength"

"Power is my reason for submitting to you."

Yes, power is the reason for Grik's submission; there are no other miscellaneous ideas or ideals, which are worthless in the Borderlands.

Only strength is truth. If it weren't for Xiling and Kevin's final actions, Grek's choice would have been to fight rather than submit.

"Is that so... I'm sorry, Greg."

"what?"

The holy sword swung out, severing the head of Grik, whose face was filled with a bewildered expression.

Perhaps you have your reasons and your difficulties, but that's not something Xiling needs to understand. What kind of hero would he be if he didn't draw his sword when facing villains?

The holy sword returned to its sheath, and Xiling turned back to her group chat friends with a smile, "Don't you think I'm really bad?"