Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

The man who was thrown out of the room was in freefall.

They watched as they got closer and closer to the ground.

The thought that he would soon be turned into a pile of minced meat that was barely recognizable as human gradually replaced the man's relief at surviving the ordeal with despair.

But another unexpected event occurred.

The man's body suddenly froze in mid-air.

It was as if time had stopped.

But from a man's perspective, it seems as if he is being held back by an invisible force.

After suddenly stopping, it slowly floated toward a man wearing a black combat suit.

"There are still some alive."

Looking at this man who might spend the rest of his life as a disabled person, Luo Zhen felt a little like complaining.

Normally, someone who deliberately seeks death would never survive to the end in a horror movie, let alone be rescued.

It would be a great thing to die a quick and painless death.

However, Luo Zhen didn't think that much about it.

He casually tossed it on the ground.

Although this guy is a victim, it's hard for Luo Zhen to feel any pity or sympathy for him.

There's nothing I can do; I've seen far too many people courting death like this.

Especially those dropouts.

Each of them felt superior, as if they were ready to take off at any moment.

After throwing the man to the ground, they didn't wait for him to speak.

Luo Zhen then pulled out a memory erasure spray from behind his back.

He made a few gestures in the air.

Luo Zhen ultimately chose to use the memory-clearing spray as usual.

I pressed the spray button twice, and a colorless and odorless mist emerged from the nozzle.

The man, who had been excited and wanted to say something, suddenly became dazed.

The remaining eye slowly closed.

His face became unusually calm and peaceful.

This might be the most reassuring moment for the man tonight.

Seeing the man fall, Luo Zhen stuffed the memory-erasing spray into his buttocks.

Although Luo Zhen prefers the Grade A physical memory clearing spray to the normal usage method.

Simply put, it's about knocking the target unconscious with a can of liquid.

Yes, that's what Luo Zhen usually does.

After all, some scoundrels who are completely oblivious to everything are really infuriating.

This allows you to vent your anger and frustration appropriately.

But looking at the man's appearance, Luo Zhen estimated that he would be better off drinking this jar.

This guy will probably have to say goodbye to this beautiful world too.

Therefore, a more moderate approach was chosen.

After the man collapsed, Luo Zhen turned his gaze to the abandoned hospital.

The already somewhat eerie abandoned hospital appeared even more sinister under the strange light of the magic circle.

In a daze, it seemed as if some inexplicable figure was swaying.

Strange songs could be faintly heard.

It seemed as if it was singing praises to something.

Before Luo Zhen could hear it clearly, the eerie song disappeared.

It's as if it never existed.

"boom--"

Suddenly, a terrifying explosion rang out.

Countless starfish-shaped monsters poured out of the abandoned hospital.

Like locusts in flight, they swarmed in dense numbers, possessing both terrifying numbers and considerable destructive power.

And in this wave of monsters.

A figure that wasn't particularly imposing stood out so strikingly.

He wielded the long sword with the grace of an art piece, drawing streaks of azure light under the moonlight.

Each fierce slash that landed on the wave of monsters stirred up a bloody storm.

The monsters caught in the attack were almost instantly shredded into unrecognizable pieces.

His figure appeared like a demon under the night sky, his icy blue eyes devoid of any emotion.

in his eyes.

There are only enemies to be killed and corpses.

"It's been such a long time."

He nimbly flipped over and dodged the starfish monster that lunged at him.

In a mere second, Yato swung his long sword dozens of times.

A large blank space instantly appeared in the wave of monsters in front of him.

Exhale gently.

The coldness in Yato's eyes became increasingly apparent.

This familiar feeling reminded him of some unpleasant memories.

Those were memories of when he was still using the name Yabu, constantly slaying enemies on the battlefield as a killer.

That was a memory that wasn't pleasant or happy.

At that time, Yato's mind was filled with thoughts of killing enemies so that his father would be happy.

Actually, if it were just that, it would be fine.

But later, the important person who taught him the value of life had already left.

These are wounds and pains that Yato is unwilling to mention.

But this familiar battlefield and the familiar carnage reminded him of some unpleasant memories.

Although there was some element of displaced anger involved.

But Yato didn't care about any of that.

They're just low-level monsters without brains or thoughts.

This poses a huge threat to ordinary humans.

But for Yato, he was just cannon fodder, capable of taking several people with a single strike.

It's unlikely that you can overwhelm him with sheer numbers.

"and......"

He casually killed dozens of starfish monsters.

Yato's gaze fell upon the abandoned hospital in the distance.

At this moment, in the hospital, Bluebeard was standing in the center of the magic circle.

Kneeling on the ground, shouting with a fanatical expression:

"bring it on!"

"Arrogant God."

"Let us witness our determination and strength."

“We will tear those wretched lambs apart, and with their broken flesh and wailing souls we will knock open the gates of heaven.”

"To expose the hypocritical face of the gods."

"The love of gods, the gaze of gods, none of these exist."

"Despair and fear will spread across the land."

"This is our act of rebellion."

With his hands raised high, Bluebeard's face was filled with fanaticism.

They seemed even more fanatical than the zealots in the church.

Those bulging, goldfish-like eyes seemed about to jump out of their sockets.

That impassioned voice seemed to be questioning the gods: "Did you hear my cry?"

His kneeling body trembled slightly from time to time.

Something was wriggling vaguely beneath the skin.

But he himself seemed completely oblivious.

"Okay, I understand."

Suddenly, a young voice rang out beside Bluebeard.

Bluebeard's impassioned voice suddenly stopped.

He turned around abruptly as if he had seen a ghost, looking behind him.

A young face came into his view.

A long sword wreathed in an energy storm was raised high.

Then it crashed down onto the magic circle on the ground.

“OOOBash!”

The ultimate attack, unleashed after the three Cell Coins were inserted, struck the magic circle on the ground with tremendous force.

The energy within was released without reservation.

Bluebeard's terrified expression.

An explosion occurred.

"boom--"

A loud bang erupted, and it could even be faintly heard in the center of Chiba Prefecture, far away.

"Ugh..."

As if hearing something in his sleep, Narumi Ryou furrowed his brow slightly.

Hugging the blanket, she turned over and continued to sleep soundly.

Chapter 1154 Finally, I finally saw you.

At the moment of the explosion, a mushroom cloud rose from the ground.

The abandoned hospital was completely razed to the ground at that moment.

This saves future developers some trouble.

"That's quite a scene."

As Yato slaughtered the starfish monsters, his hands continued their work, while he turned back to look at the center of the explosion in the distance.

The blinding firelight illuminated almost half of the darkness.

Many people in Chiba Prefecture who were still awake couldn't help but turn their gaze in this direction.