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The smoke and dust dissipated slowly, and a tall figure gradually emerged, standing there like a guard of the royal city.

Holding a weapon like a wooden stick in his hand, his tall body gave people a strong sense of presence just by standing there.

Wearing a torn yellow robe, pale and messy long hair, a thin and strange face, and even the other half of the face has countless weird branches protruding like branches.

A nightmare-like existence——

Malkit, the evil omen demon.

But he greeted him as if he were an old friend:

"Long time no see, Mr. Bad Omen, how is your health recently?"

“…”

Markit didn't speak, but narrowed his eyes slightly, observed him, and immediately let out a cold snort:

"Hmph, it's like a monkey trick."

"Monkey play?"

The faded person looked at the BUFF he was wearing in confusion.

"Most of my monkey play comes from the golden tree you love so much."

Of course, he didn't say that, because taking advantage of this time, Markit had already launched an attack.

He shook his head helplessly when he saw two daggers condensed with golden light piercing the air.

"Tsk, we were obviously having a good conversation, why did we start a fight all of a sudden?"

This ominous teacher, who doesn't talk about martial arts, sneak attack a faded person who has lived more than 600 reincarnations.

However, this attack was useless to him, and he raised the large shield in his hand to block it perfectly.

He can already recite Master Omen's attacks backwards and forwards.

In addition to the wooden stick, it is nothing more than using the power of the golden tree to condense several modes of dagger, long sword, long knife, and giant hammer, or swing the huge tail behind him, and is good at leaping, sweeping, smashing the ground, and fast and slow knives.

Not to mention, he knows quite a few things.

And the thrown dagger was just a feint, and the ominous teacher would come up next.

Just as he thought in his heart, after the two dagger attacks were fruitless, Markit really rushed over from the entrance.

He raised the huge wooden stick in his hand and swung it down forcefully.

thump—

Gravel splashes.

The wooden stick hit the ground hard, but unfortunately, it was smashed crookedly.

To be exact, he took a step to the side and was perfectly avoided by him.

At this moment, Markit's eyes couldn't help but become serious. He thought that the faded person would be killed on the spot, or roll over, or block with a shield, but he didn't expect to avoid it in this way.

Immediately, a dagger was condensed and swung away.

be dodged.

long sword.

be dodged.

giant tail.

Still being dodged.

There's something wrong with this kid!

Markit jumped back suddenly to create some distance.

Almost tried his best, but was completely avoided by this faded person?

The golden light in his hand gathered to form a golden sledgehammer and swung it in a circle. With the centrifugal force, he jumped up again, and hit him like a golden meteor.

thump—

There was a deafening roar in the canyon.

The ground under his feet was torn apart, leaving behind hideous cracks, but even so, he still blocked the giant hammer with his large shield.

"...Oh, not to be underestimated. The faders are worthy of the descendants of warriors."

Markit's words sounded like praise, but in that plain and frivolous tone, there were more contempt and ridicule——

It's nothing more than a faded person.

When he heard this, he couldn't help but feel no anger. Instead, he started teasing the ominous teacher:

"Really? You're not bad, Mr. Ominous Omen..."

The voice paused slightly, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Hmph, sharp teeth and sharp mouths."

Seeing his smile, Markit increased his strength again, trying to break through his shield defense.

However, he was shocked to find that no matter what, he couldn't score another half point.

Seeing the surprised expression on the other party's face, he spoke again:

"No, you should be called Blessing King Menggot."

"!"

As soon as these words came out, Markit was completely dumbfounded.

How did this kid know? !

Just as he was in a daze, a sudden flash of red light illuminated Markit's ferocious face.

A prostrate dragon-shaped totem suddenly appeared, and the red thunder gradually condensed towards the palm of his hand, forming a huge red lightning long knife, slashing forward.

--boom!

Thunderstorms resounded across the sky.

"Huh? Is it empty?"

He saw the ground scorched black by the thunder, and looked at Teacher Ominous Omen who had jumped into the distance.

Although a little surprised, it was also expected.

After all, this ominous teacher is also the clone of Menggert who sticks to the Royal City of Rodel, so it is normal for him to be able to avoid it.

"Vile Fader..."

At this time, Malkit's voice no longer contained contempt, but became serious.

Although this blow was barely dodged, he still suffered serious injuries, and his abdomen had been scorched black.

He was very familiar with the long sword condensed by thunder.

That was the ancient dragon that had transformed into a human form, and the power of Lance Sanks, who came to the royal city to communicate as a priest of the ancient dragon faith.

But how can this fader be used?

But compared to this, he wanted to know how the faded person knew his identity.

At the same time, there was a strong killing intent in my heart——

This secret must not be known to others, so those who fade must die!

19. Montgomery's Conjecture

"mean?"

To be fair, who can be better than an old, immortal demigod like you?

False actions to fool people, stabbing people when they are not prepared, and stalking and dropping hammers, isn't it all your fault?

Is it despicable to give you a dragon knife now?

Do you have to have such a double standard in life?

Oh, by the way, this guy is not a human, but a demigod, so that's fine.

"—Die, those who are toyed with by the fire of ambition, feel honored to die under the hands of the Blessed King Menggot!"

I'm in a hurry, Mr. Ominous Omen... Oh no, Meng Gete is in a hurry.

He didn't even hide his identity anymore, using his real name to launch attacks.

He jumped up high with his wooden staff, aimed at his position, and suddenly fell down, intending to bring justice to him.

In the past, this trick was used to defend against countless invaders who attacked the royal city.

Now, it's happening again.

"Tsk, this trick again."

Seeing that Mr. Ominous Omen is bringing justice from the sky, the brow hidden under the helmet couldn't help but twitch.

He is so familiar with this trick.

I have been killed by this trick at least dozens of times.

Lying on the blessed ground at night and sleeping, I would dream of this trick and be awakened.

But now...

boom--

The wooden stick pierced the ground, but he dodged it perfectly.

Just as Markit was about to pull out his stick, he suddenly stopped and froze in place.

A sharp scarlet sword slowly emerged from his chest.

At some point, he pulled out the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood that had already been strengthened to the full level and pierced Markit's chest.

This is the highest masterpiece of blacksmith Xiugu, and it can even be called a god-killing weapon.

There are more than enough clones to kill Meng Gete.

Immediately, he turned around and grabbed the handle of the knife, and pulled it upward——

hiss-

The scarlet blade completely tore his body apart, and blood mist spewed out from Markit's back.

Boom!With a loud noise, the huge body fell heavily on the ground, splashing a burst of smoke and dust.

tick-

tick-

Blood slowly dripped down the blade.

The bloody sword in his hand glowed with a strange light under the light of the golden tree.

"...Fade one who was bewitched by the fire of ambition...your life...will be taken by me, the "Last King" Menggot..."

"Take my life?"

Hearing this, the faded person smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I will go to Rodel King City to find you soon."

As he was dying, these were the last words heard by Montgot's clone——Markit.

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Yatan Plateau, Royal City of Rodel.

The falling leaves are falling slowly, and the once magnificent royal city is now filled with deathly silence.

The huge weathered dragon corpse is crawling at one end of the main city.

In front of the throne under the golden tree, Montgomery, sitting on the throne leading to the entrance to the ring, fell silent.

He has guarded King Rodel's City for an unknown number of years, and he has guarded the Great Rune left by the dead Godwin in Stonewell City for an unknown number of years.

However, just now, his clone died.

What is the origin of the Faded Ones who attacked Stonewell City?