Started from practicing sword in the countryside of the second dimension

This caused the mental state of the Fire Mist Warriors who were originally fighting the Masquerade nearby to become quite unstable.

They watched with their own eyes as, in the melee, arms coming from afar grabbed their compatriots like chicks, and then disappeared in front of them like withered cherry blossoms.

"Where did the attack come from?! Is it the Red World Apostle hiding in the dark?!"

"Those disciples also doubled their attacks!"

"Killing each other?!"

"Too many casualties. What kind of monster is that arm!!!"

Not all attacks by the gods and generals could be seen by them, but the sudden reduction in numbers could be noticed by everyone.

After a while, the number of Fire Mist Warriors and Red World Apostles in their area had decreased so much that the commanders of both sides could not bear the damage and wanted to stop fighting.

However, the ceasefire on the scene had nothing to do with the gods and generals. What he needed was not this kind of playful truce.

"Use direct attacks on the Red World Apostle! Shatter, crush, and cheer!"

As all kinds of meaningless words came out of the mouths of the gods and generals, the people in the Red World within 30 kilometers from him began to face life-and-death crises.

Until one day, when the general of the God of War shouted something immature again and was about to let the arm with its own ideas continue, he found that the arm suddenly stopped and could not find the target.

It was obvious that all the people in the Red World within a radius of 30 kilometers centered on him had been cleared out.

Chapter 254 Bar

'The next piece of news is about the series of disappearances in Misaki City. Recently, a considerable number of Misaki City residents have called the police claiming that they saw pedestrians being taken away by the flashing lines and disappeared without a trace.'

'The following are images obtained from interviews with local citizens.'

'Citizen A: Fishing line, it's something similar to a fishing line, it appeared from the horizon and took the person away in a flash!'

"Citizen B: Missing persons? You journalists only find things like this to report. Get lost! You're blocking my work."

'Citizen C: Ms. Mami, did you see that? I'm on TV, ah hou, ah hou~~'

'Citizen D: There is a monster inside each of us. I feel it, I really feel it. Those lines are there to remove the monster from us. Let us praise the lines.'

"As you all know, the current situation is that all the Fire Mist Warriors heading to Misaki City have lost contact..."

Somewhere several cities away from Misaki City, a group of Fire Mist Warriors gathered in a bar in an alley, and the TV in the bar was playing news that made them irritated.

"You mean they were all killed?! That's hundreds of Fire Mists, more than one-tenth of our compatriots who are still alive. Even in the last war, I've never heard of them being killed in one day..."

A man dressed like a monk slammed the bar counter, causing the glass in front of him to jump slightly, and then calm down.

No one said anything about his sudden anger. Everyone was silent, and this silence represented everything.

"The only thing we can be sure of at this point is that this was done by the End... Those compatriots who went to Misaki City to defeat him have left us forever. May God bless their souls in heaven, Amen."

The man next to the man took off his hat, made the sign of the cross on his chest, and prayed silently.

"What's the use of praying like this? That guy is right there. We should fight him. Fight and get rid of this monster!!!"

This monk, who was clearly dressed to look the most religious, began to yell at the man who was making the sign of the cross next to him. No one knew why he was dressed like that.

"Calm down, Glinton, this is the moment we need to calm down."

"Calm down? At a time like this? What kind of joke are you guys playing? Do we have to wait for the other side to figure us all out before we can see the reality? Just look at the TV, you idiots, the other side has already started to get rid of us without any disguise."

"...Rogers, what do you think?"

Several people in the bar were making a lot of noise, looking like they were about to go out and fight someone, which made the bar owner shake his head and turn to ask the guy sitting on the far left drinking alone.

"Are you sure about this? My opinion is that we should run away. If we stay here, we will only become prey to the enemy. There is no chance of us winning against that thing."

Rogers, whose full name is Dan Rogers, poured the highly concentrated alcohol in the glass down his throat with a decadent tone, and it seemed that he had absolutely no will to fight.

This happened mainly because when the incident happened, he was a staff member of the western defense line and was checking the map in the rear when the incident happened.

By the time he noticed the problem, he saw his compatriots, who were only a few hundred meters away from him, being killed one by one by a beam of white light.

Because the speed was so fast, he didn't see what the magic light really was until everything was over.

When he came to his senses, he and his colleagues had been scared away from Misaki City.

"You, you were right there at the closest point and saw your companions disappear, yet you didn't even react at all."

"It's the only time you can talk like that. If you see that thing with your own eyes, you will know that it is like a natural disaster. You have to stay away from it."

"What did you say?! Is this what a Fire Mist Warrior should say? Concrete Assembler Dan Rogers, the Artful Fifenila, is your contractor such a loser?!"

Hearing Rogers's words that undermined morale, the monk angrily questioned the other party and even questioned the other party's contracted demon king.

Directly reading out the titles and names of these two people already showed that the monk was in a very angry state at the moment.

Otherwise, in this situation, you can either say the name or the title, just choose one of them.

"No, don't be so angry, Glinton. Rogers is telling the truth. I actually agree with Rogers. We have no chance of winning."

"One or two of them are actually like this... Do you mean for us to surrender and wait for the other party to come and take our lives?!"

"Don't let anger blind you, Grinton. Think about it carefully. Considering the fighting power shown by the other side, do you really think we can win? Don't vent your anger on your compatriots just because you can't imagine the possibility of victory. Don't deny the facts. No matter how much you deny it, the reality will not change."

"Kamsim... Tsk, there's nothing I can do. How can you expect me to calm down in this situation?"

The one who started to persuade was the costumed rider Kamsin, who, like Rogers, was one of the few Fire Mist Warriors who survived the battle in Misaki City.

However, unlike Rogers who was a rear-line staff member, Kamsin originally wanted to go to the front line.

However, because Freda, who was commanding at the front, felt that pure combatants were enough, he arranged for Kamsin, a rider in full costume, to wait in a place where he could tune the instruments.

If anything unexpected happened, his unique tuning skills would be of more use than the combat power he provided.

As a result, his waiting location was in a rather remote corner close to the edge of the city, and luckily he was not affected.

"Old man, Rogers is still too young. We won't comment on his judgment. From your perspective, is there really no hope of winning as he said?"

"...Yes, there is no hope. I must be honest about this. In fact, I saw with my own eyes that Xintahil was penetrated by the white light and disappeared without any struggle."

"Wait, wait a minute, Xintasil is one of the four gods of the earth?! Is he participating in this operation?"

"I participated, but I died. I didn't achieve anything successful. Just like everyone else, I was easily penetrated by the white light and then dissipated."

"The Four Earth Gods are a title as ancient as you, old man. Their strength should be among the best among all the fire fogs, but they were killed without any resistance..."

Chapter 255 De-urbanization

"So judging from the current situation, the usual methods won't work. I should just use this as a last resort..."

"What do you mean by last resort?"

【boom! 】

As they were talking, the wall of another building to the side was cut open by countless ribbons, and Wilhelmina, wearing a white-lined mask and a maid outfit, walked out of it, followed by a little girl.

"Is it really like this? But given the current situation, it's normal for it to develop like this... But it's really unpleasant."

Kamsin looked at the commotion outside the bar. He wasn't too surprised, but he didn't seem to want to care either. He just pretended not to see it and continued to sit at the bar.

"That person is... Wilhelmina of Ten Thousand Hands? But her aura is too weird."

"In that case, the little girl next to her should be the contemporary slayer of Flame-Haired, Burning Eyes."

"I see. The final resort should be to shatter the sky and shatter the earth."

Seeing Wilhelmina and the little girl beside him, several people in the bar instantly understood what Kamsin meant by the last resort.

Monsters must be dealt with with the same monsters. Judging from the current situation, normal fire fog warriors have absolutely no way to harm the End.

In other words, if there is any way to hurt the other party, it must require some kind of power that far exceeds all other means.

Among these, letting the god of punishment Alastor appear in the world and directly confront the end is the only possible way that most people can think of to fight against the end.

Judging from the current information, this type of Fire Mist Warrior, like the Red World Apostles, regards all the gods and ministers as the final disciples brewed by the Red World.

In terms of status, only the God of Punishment Alastor has some chance of winning.

"If Wan Tiao Qiao Shou is so unwilling, then the rumor that the current Flame-Haired Burning Eyes was raised by her must be true..."

"It doesn't seem like it took long to sign the contract..."

"It doesn't matter how long the contract lasts. Even the previous generation of Flame-Haired Scorching Eyes will not be stronger than the one that came after Alastor himself."

"That's not what I meant. What I meant was that the other person is still a young girl in appearance."

"Now that you have become a Fire Mist Warrior, age is no longer a big deal."

“Isn’t that really the point?”

"………………We don't have many options, and Wilhelmina will eventually understand that."

If possible, these people would certainly not leave their fate to such a young girl.

But fate is fucked like that.

Wilhelmina herself knew that her efforts were futile, but she still couldn't stop resisting.

Because she knew the consequences of the collapse of the sky and the earth better than anyone else.

Back then, her companion, the former conqueror of the Flame-Haired Burning Eyes, Matilda Saint-Milu, died because of using Tenpo Sogsuru.

In order for the God of Punishment Alastor to appear, his contractor must sacrifice his life to summon Alastor's true body into the world.

But the situation back then was different from now. This generation of Flame-haired Burning Eyes was not only still a child, but was also brought up by her own hands.

Human beings always have more feelings for the existence around them.

Even if everyone tells you that this is right, you know that you can't change anything and what others say is right.

But it is still inevitable to be restrained by some unnecessary emotions.

At least now, when everyone was convincing the little girl that she needed to make sacrifices, Wilhelmina chose to disobey the order, contrary to her usual practice.

Even though she herself knew that her choice was wrong, rationality could not overcome emotion.

Wilhelmina really had no way of convincing herself to send the little girl into the fire pit with her own hands, and let the other party sign the contract and then carry out the sky breaking and earth shattering in such a short time.

"That's enough, Wilhelmina. You've done enough."

"No, there must be some other way, there must be..."

"It's gone, Wilhelmina. You should know this, but I'm not sad, because I know Wilhelmina really loves me the most. This way, I haven't lived in vain~~ Thank you, Wilhelmina."

"........."

The current Flame-Haired Shakugan took the initiative to break away from Wilhelmina and gave a very clear answer.

Wilhelmina wanted to say something, her lips trembled twice, but she finally calmed down.

"Damn it, I'm really nervous. We can only rely on a little girl like that..."

"It's much better than not even having a little girl to rely on."

"Hey!"

"Sorry, it was just a joke..."

The atmosphere in the bar fell silent. Although it had been silent since a while ago, after this scene played out before their eyes, there was an even more dead silence at the scene.

"…………I suddenly remembered something, so I'll excuse myself now."

"In that case, I seem to have something else to do. Goodbye."

"I wish you good luck in martial arts~~"

In perfect tacit understanding, when the dead silence reached its peak, Kamsin stood up, took a small step, jumped off the bar, and then walked away.

Judging from the direction he was heading, it was obviously Misaki City.

The others were similar, saying they had something to do, and eventually they all headed towards Misaki City.

Unfortunately, emotions don't give them any extra abilities, and the same is true for luck.

While Kamsin was walking, all the gods and generals happened to come from afar.

Because the generals of the gods always restrained their aura and dressed like ordinary people, Kamsin did not notice them.

However, the generals of the gods noticed Kamsin.