Ark, they don't revolve around you

"The sword rain is pouring down." she whispered.

Thousands of swords fell, each one condensed with the most extreme murderous intent, instantly cutting off the evil demon's arms, feet, limbs and bones. This had nothing to do with guarding the Dragon Gate. This woman was purely venting her anger!

Just as the sword was cutting the demon's body like a rainstorm, Texas danced lightly on the pointe of her hands. Her sword had no school of thought, because killing people was not that difficult, but her movements were so graceful, as if she came from the best dancing family.

The sword light outlined a beautiful arc, and the evil demon wailed again. Instinct made it fight back, but the monster moved its body to retreat. It wanted to escape!

"You think you can run?" Texas didn't catch up.

Right behind the demon, the huge creature bared its teeth, and Mon3tr exhaled a cold and cruel breath! It was a breath that was strong enough to penetrate the underground of the building and went straight through the demon. At the same time, Mon3tr's sharp claws ruthlessly tore off the demon's body!

It was in an unprecedented state of disgrace, but it was not dead yet. The darkness squirmed and gathered its body. Just as Kal'tsit said, it was truly an immortal monster and no matter what means were used, it was impossible to deal with it.

The black mist was still corroding people's hearts. Kal'tsit rushed forward and injected the medicine into Texas' body again. The needle pierced the subcutaneous tissue and flowed into the blood vessels. The lone wolf became excited again.

"How many minutes more?"

"Five minutes." Kal'tsit was silent for a moment, then chose to reveal the truth, "You and I must evacuate in five minutes. His pollution will submerge us all."

Texas stroked his swords gently: "I can still chop it for another five minutes, right?"

It was really a crazy statement, but Kal'tsit smiled slightly and nodded slightly: "Yes, there are still five minutes."

A huge sword light passed through Texas' hair. Chen Huijie drew out his sword, the vermilion on the sword was as deep as blood. This was a perfect swordsmanship, and its power far exceeded the power of chopping the wine cup before. The evil spirit hidden in the red sky dissipated, gathering into a scarlet light, and actually split the evil demon into two!

The sword is used to kill people. There is no difference between humans and dragons. Chen Huijie finally grasped the true meaning of Chi Xiao. He drew his sword, and with the tear at the front, he rushed to the night and raised his eyebrows. Every move turned into dense sword shadows!

Tallulah, who continued to output flames, and Mostima, who imprisoned the evil demon with the Chains of Desolation, were both amazed by the beautiful sword light. This was the sword that once killed a real dragon. During this long period of time, how much evil spirit had the ancient sword named Chixiao been tainted with?

The sword of Jueying cuts when it needs to. The evil demon has been forced into a desperate situation. The more it is forced into a desperate situation, the sharper the sound it makes, as if it is laughing and crying at the same time, which makes Chen Huijie feel more annoyed.

Why are you laughing? Do you think I can't kill you?

Why are you crying? The person you killed is already dead!

Are you conscious? How did you feel when you killed someone just now? Chen Huijie coldly stabbed the sword into the demon's chest, breaking through the squirming shadow. Anyone could see that the demon was at the end of his strength!

Texas swords fell like rain, and Mostima burst out his final swan song, imprisoning the possible counterattack of the evil demon. As for Chen Huijie, she exhaled coldly and fixed her eyes on the gorgeous blood color of the Chixiao Sword!

"Clouds crack!"

Attacks from three directions all erupted!!

The Cloud-Splitting Sword stood firm, and the empty building collapsed completely. Chen Huijie felt like she was cutting into pieces, and she successfully killed the evil demon!

The darkness faded away bit by bit. The snow slowly drifted down, and this time it was not dyed black.

The evil demon laughed, and Chen Huijie heard him utter normal words: "Well done."

“You guys did a really good job.”

That voice sounded so familiar.

Chapter 84 I Won’t Die

He spent the longest ten minutes of his life.

He was pinned to the ground by several girls and was severely beaten for ten minutes. But he did not resist, because this was a good thing. They were attacking Zhuang Ning and doing everything they could to weaken the evil spirit. If Zhuang Ning was left to fight the will of the King of Goblins with his bare hands, it might take years or even decades for him to survive.

But the price was still tragic. He died and came back to life, and came back to life and died again. In the end, he still had to look at those pairs of angry eyes, as if he had committed an unforgivable crime against heaven.

Every time he died, he would have a dream, but he knew that it was not a dream, perhaps it should be called a revolving lantern. From the moment Zhuang Ning came into this world, everything he had experienced was displayed in front of the man as if it was projected on a screen.

He saw the evening sunset, and it seemed as if a girl was moving away from him and heading towards her home.

Is it Chen Huijie? She finally came home. Zhuang Ning turned around and smiled, feeling relieved.

But suddenly he was hugged, and Chen Huijie actually ran back, holding his hand, her eyes so serious, she said that she would stay and be with you forever.

The next second, the dream was shattered, and a ruthless sword pierced through his body. Zhuang Ning roared in anger, wishing he could tear the whole world into pieces.

A voice in his heart echoed him.

Go ahead and do it. If you really do it, how can these ants hurt you?

Then Zhuang Ning suddenly regained consciousness. Did he really look so stupid and easy to bully? This damn fragment just didn't know how to give up!

Well, the real Zhuang Ning is weak and a coward, but when he puts on his coat and hood, he is still an evil spirit that can stir up chaos in Terra! How can a mere fragment of the Demon King be qualified to decide who is his left and right!

This time, Zhuang Ning saw the dark night of Syracuse. He stood in the rain and someone hugged him tightly. Texas said he was wrong and that they could walk the same journey together.

He saw himself again wandering proudly across the wasteland with the blue-haired fallen angel, the wind blowing the girl's long hair, how beautiful it was.

He saw him holding Tallulah's hand and seeing flowers blooming on the tundra. He wondered if there were flowers in such a cold place. Perhaps the meaning of this flower was strength?

He saw everything, the smiles of those girls, they surrounded you, singing songs, they gave everything for you, they said you were important, you were not an evil spirit, you were a gentle person, we hope Terra can be your home -

"Clouds crack."

——The illusion was shattered.

Chen Huijie's sword buried in the chest of the evil demon, the Cloud-Splitting Sword, this absolute killing move broke the evil demon's fragments and completely tore apart Zhuang Ning's shell!

then.

wake up……

The nightmare was over. He looked at the illusion coldly and said indifferently to the beautiful girls in the illusion: "Go away, girls. You are not revolving around me."

The cold reality fell from Tian Ling, and the fragments of the evil demon in his body finally lost their activity and willingly merged into Zhuang Ning's body.

The darkness quickly dissipated, and the whispers lingering in everyone's ears disappeared like snow.

However, everyone was shocked. This evil demon, who was supposed to be a king, actually revealed a pair of clear black eyes in the end!

The black mist was blown away, and they could finally see the true form of the evil demon shrouded in darkness. The monster uttered an unusually calm sound, without pain, sadness, happiness or excitement, as calm as a basin of water.

But when the wind came, the water began to ripple, and the sound spread among the ruins. It was such a familiar tone: "Well done."

“You guys did a really good job.”

They used up all their efforts, thinking that they had finally killed this hateful enemy. The dying enemy also turned his eyes away, looking back quietly, and the blood in his eyes faded:

"As expected of my girls, you did a great job."

The temperature dropped rapidly. The winter in Longmen was particularly biting. Zhuang Ning lowered his head and looked down at his body. Countless swords pierced into his flesh. This was the magic of Texas. In the end, for revenge, she used all her strength.

But as expected, the scarlet blade inserted into the chest was more conspicuous. Zhuang Ning stretched out his hand like a dead branch, gently pressed down the sword, and pulled it out bit by bit.

The blood fell.

There was no darkness in his blood vessels anymore, instead there was a clear scarlet color. He swallowed up the power of the evil demon with his own will, and for the first time achieved the transformation from a collapsed body to a human being.

The greatest blade in the world is revealed before everyone, but he will never be loyal to the emperor. Nothing in the world can command him. The evil spirits are even unwilling to coexist with the evil spirits, but will suppress them violently!

His black coat was carbonized and turned into grey dots that scattered with the cold wind, revealing his miserable body to everyone. Not a single part was intact, with broken bones and flesh, ruptured fascia. This body looked like it had been tortured with the cruelest punishment.

But the man did not fall down. He laughed in the middle of the ruins, looking as ferocious as a devil.

"it is good."

"it is good!"

"it is good!!!"

It’s great, this is death, this is fear, all fears are based on beauty and are shattered at the happiest moment.

The fragile Zhuang Ning, the weak self who depended on the depths of the evil spirit, finally died, and now he no longer has any shortcomings!

Chen Huijie collapsed on the ground, overwhelmed by fear. She threw Chi Xiao away and covered her face.

——What did you do just now?

What did we do?

We... killed him?

She felt like vomiting, and in fact she had already vomited, her eyelids blurry and she was filled with fear.

Everything was clear now. No wonder the monster didn't attack her just now. This was the fragment of the Demon King, an existence that even Kal'tsit would be terrified of. If he fought back, how could he not hurt anyone? It was just that he didn't want to.

——And you put all your resentment on this man.

Not only her, but all those present knelt on the ground, stunned, frightened, confused, and blaming themselves. They surrounded Zhuang Ning without saying a word.

The breath seemed to be frozen, Mostima's pupils gradually lost their luster, Texas fell to the ground, and in an instant the bloody lone wolf disappeared. She suddenly felt so cold, as if the whole world was filled with coldness.

Tallulah felt like she was suffocating and could hardly breathe. What had she done? What had they done... She looked at Kal'tsit and found that the woman also looked horrified.

This is a farce! It's like a joke of fate. They poured all their anger on the enemy, but in the end they found that there was no enemy. This enemy was the person they wanted to protect the most.

But the man remained indifferent and slowly stretched out his hand to the sky. He felt great, and all the anxiety he had when secretly controlling one national entity after another disappeared. This time, he really felt that he was the only one in the world.

thump.

Zhuang Ning finally fell down. His injuries were too severe. Even if the system's immortality function was granted, he still had to rest for a while.

This world is so beautiful...Zhuang Ning thought just before his consciousness faded.

He was immediately embraced and heard voices. The people surrounding him were crying and seemed to be begging.

"do not die!"

He opened his lips.

The softest, most beautiful smile appeared on his lips, and he looked at the girls' faces with his last bit of strength.

He murmured, "I won't die."

"I haven't... gone home yet."

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Chapter 85 You Caused Everything

Sometimes, maybe it only takes a moment to collapse?

Chen Huijie looked at the dying person lying in his arms, and suddenly remembered the party in Longmen. In order to see Wei Yanwu off, all the important people in Longmen came, and he was inconspicuous among them, so Chen Huijie walked over and stretched out his hand.

That day, the man also had such a beautiful smile on his face, which made anyone feel happy. But think about it carefully, why do you think the doctor should smile? This man often covers himself in thick black clothes. The reason why we think he will smile is that when he takes off the mask, it is often a very warm moment. When everyone is noisy and laughing, a person who doesn't smile will be particularly abrupt.

So he smiled, he looked at those operators, as if he was looking at something he couldn't reach.

Now, a warm smile appeared on the man's face. He was very happy and did not mind the brutal behavior of the girls just now. He seemed to have just woken up from a dream.

Chen Huijie hugged Zhuang Ning tightly, holding him tightly and crying. She was definitely not the only one crying. As the ruler of Longmen, she should not have such a bereaved expression on her face.

But she just felt uncomfortable. This was what it felt like to have a heart-wrenching pain.

Soon, someone snatched Zhuang Ning away from her, and Kal'tsit suddenly burst out with tremendous strength!

Chen Huijie subconsciously put his hand on the sword. Chi Xiao was still warm, but inexplicably, the sword was immersed in panic. It was spiritual and perhaps it was aware of what it had just chopped down.

"Kal'tsit!" Chen Huijie didn't care too much and burst into anger. It seemed that it was this old woman who proposed to kill the evil demon. Her voice turned cold, "Didn't you see that?"

"Shut up." Kal'tsit responded coldly. Her hands were shaking, but she was still sober. "Leave him to me."

"Leave it to you? Will it be useful?" Mostima sneered.

"You have no choice." She carried the dying man on her back. It was so heavy that it seemed as if the weight of the entire Terra was pressed on this frail body. "He is still alive. I must bring him back to Rhodes Island immediately!"

The snow is still falling, and this year may be the latest in Longmen.

……

Rhode Island, intensive care unit.

On the spotless operating table, Kal'tsit had a blank expression on her face.

The sterile room was filled with the smell of disinfectant. White light fell on the man sleeping on the operating table. His body was truly a horrible sight.

The last time I saw this battered body was six years ago. He lay quietly, covered in wounds and dying. At that time, the doctor was not a good person. Although he belonged to the same Theresa camp, he was not welcomed.

Theresa was a natural born leader, tolerant, kind, serious, and dignified. Even her enemies had to admit that she was a nearly perfect woman. It was incredible that such a flawless crystal could be born from the evil fertile soil of Kazdel.

In contrast to her, the doctor who always covers himself in black is a terrifying tyrant. If we use the name of Yan Country, he is a tyrant and a traitor to the people. In his eyes, there is no good or bad, no good or evil. In his eyes, everyone is a chess piece, and casualties on the battlefield are understated statistics. For the sake of victory, he can allow hundreds of thousands of people to die tragically at the hands of the butcher, and allow the enemy to bomb the city belonging to Theresa. For those who do not obey his orders, his methods are usually as cruel as thunder.

This is the evil spirit of the Tower of Babel.

Shouldn't such a person be feared? Kal'tsit was in a daze. She really didn't understand why such a person had followers.

"Do you find it strange?" Scout said quietly.

The bonfire shone on his face. It was the end of a war. There were clusters of sparks on the wasteland and the aroma of smoked meat on the iron pot.