People are at the border, but they become the incarnation of the sun

If he were kind, there would probably be no other vicious and evil people in the border area except Dianhuo.

If there is a hell, it would not be an exaggeration for him to go to hell.

He has always thought so, that he is just a selfish person who is trying to protect the people around him. He has never thought of himself as a savior or labeled himself as a good person.

Even if you're a little nosy sometimes, consider it part of the spice of life.

But I have never regretted any decision I made.

And Ashimi, who had been silent since who knows when, was also communicating with his consciousness.

But this communication is with herself.

In her deep and hazy consciousness, she was facing a mysterious figure. The figure was laughing, and the silver bell-like laughter echoed softly.

"...Haha, I didn't expect you to choose him too. This surprises me, my dear daughter."

"...So what are you going to do? Break them up?...I think Mr. Rhine is a good guy."

"Yes, it's really good." The figure's eyes were filled with nostalgia, and he smiled slightly, "So, I don't plan to break them up."

"Although this was a surprise to me, it didn't deviate from the plan, so that's good."

"My dear children, you always give me some unexpected surprises."

The figure said this, then suddenly walked up to Ashmi and gently lifted her chin with a slender jade finger. "Just like you, one of the secret treasures of the Eternal City, the key to the plan of becoming king - Ashmi."

As the figure moved, the long gilded hair suddenly fell on the black dress, and the fair and charming face gradually approached Ashimi's beautiful face.

If Reinhardt saw her, he would definitely recognize this woman at a glance.

It was none other than the deceased golden tree deity, [Eternal Queen] Marika.

What appeared in Ashmi's consciousness was only a fragment of her retained soul consciousness, the most crucial part.

As a spirit trainer, it was easy for her to do this.

Originally, she planned to use Reinhardt's blood and combine it with her own blood to create another body in order to break free from the control of the Supreme Will.

This was her original plan, and it was also a gift and surprise for Reinhardt.

However, after remembering the secret treasure of the Eternal City, she gave up this plan and parasitized her soul on the conscious replica of the teardrop Ashmi.

She also kept the body that had been created and hid it somewhere as a second surprise for Reinhardt.

As for the fate of the Eternal City being sealed?

This kind of fate blockade is equivalent to nothing to her. You must know that the Golden Law itself is an existence that can manipulate the fate of the stars.

The Eternal City is just a mere city, it can't stop her.

However, what she didn't expect was that her good child Michaela actually came here in a dream and visited the remains of the ancestral spirits in the Forest of Believers.

He also found a way to release Ashimi, who was bound by fate, as one of the rewards for Reinhardt.

It also allowed her to meet Reinhardt so early.

He is truly worthy of being her child.

It is true that there is no coincidence in the world.

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Soon, Reinhardt crossed the bridge and arrived at the magnificent city wall of Stonewell, looking at the scene inside through the thick fence gate.

I have to say, this Greg is really capable.

The original Stonewell City was demolished by him like that, but it can still be repaired.

The gate was replaced with a new one, and part of the city wall was rebuilt, entangled with dead thorn vines.

Although the craftsmanship is certainly not as good as the original one, it is still acceptable and can still be used to shelter from wind and rain and block the way of invading enemies.

At this moment, a long and powerful horn sounded suddenly from the city.

what's the situation?

Just when he was feeling puzzled, he heard the dull sound of gears and chains meshing and rolling. Under his gaze, the heavy and rotten city gate rose up inch by inch.

At the same time, there were bursts of orderly and heavy footsteps coming from the winding stairs.

This is the rallying cry for Greg's army.

As the footsteps got closer, soldiers holding shields walked out of the city gate one after another and appeared in front of him in neat steps.

At first glance, it was a sea of darkness, with nothing but heads.

A rough estimate would be several hundred people?

In addition to a group of vanguards holding shields, followed by iron cans and spearmen holding halberds, there were also several tall evil omen soldiers with horns chopped off, plus a group of limb-removing nobles who were comparable to the Nine Swords Style, and even heavy crossbows were pushed out.

The earth trembled slightly with the footsteps of this army.

At the same time, several giant heavy crossbows on the city wall were aimed at his position.

"..."

Seeing this scene, he didn't know what to say.

I have to say that Greg is quite capable. In addition to Greg's old subordinates, this army actually has a lot of displaced knights and exiled soldiers.

He has inherited some of Godwin's abilities.

Although he did not inherit Godwin's powerful old subordinates, he has gathered a considerable force.

Moreover, he even dared to open the city gate to face the enemy head-on, which shows some growth.

But one thing remains the same, that idiot still lets his men go out to die while he himself hides in the city in comfort.

He truly deserves to be the weakest demigod.

However, the scene before him could not help but remind him of a classic line from Madara-sama:

"You guys, do you want to dance too?"

PS: Can anyone tell me why it is so hot at night?

When will you deliver my air conditioner and install it for me? Then I can adjust my work and rest schedule and write during the day!!!

My air conditioner, how can I live without you...

154. Dead City - Stonevale (4.5K)

In front of the gate of Stonewell City, Greg's army lined up in an orderly manner, ready for battle.

The soldiers in the front row rushed forward first and surrounded Reinhardt. For a while, the sound of fighting was deafening.

Even if more of their companions died, there was still no fear in the eyes of these soldiers. They only wanted to capture or kill Reinhardt.

"Tsk, it's really difficult."

Boom! With a single punch, he knocked down another tin can, deforming the pure metal shell. Blood slowly flowed from the cracks in the armor.

He swung the Lost Knight's halberd that had fallen to the ground, making it dance like the wind, forming a vacuum-like zone with the length of the halberd as its radius.

Kurara lay on top of him and spit venom towards the enemy.

Anyone who gets close will either be ruthlessly torn to pieces by the blade wind raised by the halberd in his hand, or be corroded to death by the venom spewed by Kurara.

He was very curious. These soldiers clearly did not seem to have lost their minds and were even communicating with each other. So why did they attack him like crazy?

Why would they still be so reckless when so many people died, blood flowed like a river, and corpses and broken limbs were everywhere?

Is it just loyalty?

No, he didn't think so. He could clearly see a hint of fear hidden in the eyes of these soldiers.

In other words, except for Greg's old subordinates, this group of soldiers, especially the exiled soldiers and the displaced knights, were very afraid of Greg.

He wondered what Greg had done to make these people so afraid.

Just a limb replacement?

It doesn't seem to be the case.

"Master, do you need my help?" Ashimi suddenly asked when he was killing people everywhere.

"Ah, come out and help."

"Ok."

He accepted Ashmi's proposal without hesitation.

From behind, a Lost Home Knight approached quietly. When he raised his sword and was about to strike, two sharp spears suddenly shot out from Reinhardt's back. One of them hit the knight's armor and pierced through his heart, while the other pierced through his helmet and made a hole in his forehead.

The moment it was retracted, the knight collapsed like mud.

There was still an incredible look on his face.

Then, Ashmi appeared.

Separating from Reinhardt's body, the tall figure slowly reappeared and walked out with elegant steps.

Her slender white arms were still stained with blood, which slowly dripped from her green fingertips.

That’s right, the spear that just stabbed out was transformed from her arms.

As the smoke and dust emerged, Ashmi's form began to gradually change, and both her facial features and body transformed into the appearance of Reinhardt.

A hybrid sword formed in her hand.

This was the image of Reinhardt in her memory, which had now reappeared.

He looked at the enemy troops around him with a stern look in his eyes and suddenly rushed out.

With a fierce swing of the hybrid sword in his hand, several soldiers lost their lives. He started fighting like a wolf in a sheepfold.

Seeing this, Reinhardt stopped fighting, and gradually withdrew from the battlefield, leaving everything to Ashmi.

This is the substitution technique.

In a battle of this magnitude, she alone is enough.

Just stand by and watch the show.

Although he could handle this group of enemies by himself, he could even use the power of the sun to wipe them out with one strike.

But he didn't want to do that.

Now, without the help of pyroxene to control his magic power, his output is very unstable.

Perhaps one strike could destroy the entire city of Stonewell.

This is an important fortress and we cannot destroy it. Maybe it can provide us with some help.

But...pyroxene?

Suddenly, Reinhardt thought of something.

"Melina, give me the pyroxene Kris for a while."

Melina did not answer, but the moment she finished speaking, light blue particles gathered in the palm of his hand, gradually forming the shape of a dagger.

The pyroxene Kris appeared, right in his hand.

Although I don’t know what the principle is or whether it is some kind of magic, it is really useful.

Reinhardt waved the dagger and sighed, then pointed the dagger at the sky.

"Ashimi, prepare to retreat!"

Ashimi, who was enjoying the killing, suddenly heard his master calling him, and then his heart trembled and he felt a thorn in his back.

Subconsciously turning her head, she saw a thick and large sword condensed in her master Reinhard's hand, pointing straight at the sky, as if he wanted to overthrow the sky.

Seeing this, Ashmi quickly stepped back. The big sword made her scalp tingle, but a smile appeared on her face.

This smile was naturally captured clearly by Reinhardt.

But strangely, Ashmi's smile felt very familiar to him.

The corners of his mouth were slightly curved, looking particularly pure and sweet, but his eyes were as bewitching as poppies, as if he had the innocence of an angel and the evil of a devil at the same time.

I always feel like I've seen this smile somewhere, but I can't remember where it is at the moment.