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

This is not a game. If you are hit by the destined death, you are really dead. There is no reloading or starting over.

"Look at you, how miserable you are. You were once a free orc, but now you are standing here, following the orders of Two Fingers, guarding the so-called destined death..."

"But do you know how much fun your sister Malika has?"

"It's time for this long dream to end, beast."

As he spoke, a wicked grin formed at the corner of his mouth. "Your sister Malika, that's quite enjoyable, very moist... Tsk tsk tsk, it's so unforgettable..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and held the air, as if savoring the wonderful taste.

But his eyes never left Malicus.

Like Malycus, he was always on the lookout for this dangerous beast.

"That's a really good woman, but it's a pity that woman, your beloved sister no longer belongs to you. She has completely betrayed you and has become my property, belonging only to me."

"It doesn't belong to you anymore."

Malicus's eyes gradually became dangerous, and a black and red mist filled with the breath of death filled the air around him.

Reinhardt stepped on Malicus's reverse scale accurately.

Like other shadow beasts, they grew up with the masters they serve and always develop some indescribable feelings towards the people they serve.

Even Tamarix is no exception.

It can be said that for Marika's sake, it stayed here without hesitation, keeping its destined death away from the border so that no one could touch it.

For this mission, it has kept its oath throughout these long years.

It even felt extremely guilty about missing out on its destined death, considering it a disgrace. It transformed itself into a clone in Gaileyd, trying to turn the tide.

It can be said that Malika is everything about it.

But now, I am being insulted like this...

“‘Death’…”

"Become my sword once again."

Thick black flames suddenly burst out from the back of Malicus's hand, and a long sword gradually took shape in the flames.

"Are you angry, beast?"

"Be angry, be angry. Today will end everything for you."

He took a sudden step and disappeared from where he was, leaving a trail of afterimages in the center of the temple like the steps of a hound.

At the moment when Malicus was about to draw out the black sword, his long knife also fell.

"Holy Sword Escanor."

Swah——

This time he held nothing back, it could be called an all-out attack.

In just a moment, the already broken temple became even more broken. When he came to his senses, half of the entire temple had disappeared, and the smooth surface looked as if it had been cut by a sharp object.

Even the whirlwind swirling in the distance disappeared into thin air at this moment.

At the same time, a strong wind whistled in Reinhardt's ears, and a black sword burning with black and red flames cut through the air and slashed straight towards his head.

Intend to take his head directly.

when--

He immediately raised his long sword to the side to block Malicus' attack.

Sparks from the friction hit his face.

But the situation was not so good. The long sword in his hand, which was always invincible, cracked for the first time. The black color gradually spread to the crack of the long sword like a curse that was attached to the bone.

So scary?

Reinhardt couldn't help but frown and was about to take action, but the next second his long sword broke.

Ding--

The broken blade fluttered in the air like a butterfly, dyed black by death, losing its former heat, and roared towards them with the black sword of destined death.

The strong smell of death made his scalp tingle.

The prison uniform of the last day!

With a whoosh, the armor on his body suddenly caught fire, covering his body as if wrapped in the scorching sun.

His body leaned backward, and the whistling black sword almost brushed past his nose.

bang——

The kick landed squarely on Malicus's stomach, but the beast didn't fly backwards as expected.

What forced it back was the scorching flames burning on his body. The flames that had already melted the stone slabs stirred its body and dispelled the black and red death mist emanating from its body.

Although the flames should not have been able to harm it, Malicus felt the threat of death from the flames burning on Reinhardt's body.

He swung the black sword in his hand violently, using the destined death to extinguish part of the flames, and leaped backwards.

The two sides immediately distanced themselves from each other. Malicus fell to the ground, gasping for breath, with the black sword in his hand sticking to the ground to support his body. His left arm had become empty, and even the black armor on his body, which was not inferior to that of a demigod, had been broken, cracked, melted and deformed.

It was as if it had been melted by the fire of insanity.

Fires were burning all around the temple, and lava was flowing.

Surrounded by flames, Reinhardt slowly stood up.

With a creaking sound, the broken pyroxene sword in his hand grew out again, returning to its original length and becoming as black as charcoal embers, but the terrifying heat it emitted caused the air to distort slightly.

"...A beast is a beast. I didn't expect you to be so agile even after not fighting for so many years... Maliks."

He raised his hand and pointed the long knife at the crawling beast.

It was a close call. Fortunately, I didn’t bring the Darkmoon Greatsword given by Lani, otherwise it would have been chopped in half.

It truly is the black sword that carries the destiny of death, it is so terrifying.

But there was one regrettable thing, the first blow he swung missed, leaving only one arm of Malicus.

However, Malicus looked at him with even more anger and solemnity, as if scolding him for his unsportsmanlike behavior.

It was also fortunate that the beast didn't say it out loud, otherwise he would have laughed his head off.

What? Do I have to stand there and wait for you to transform before I can start fighting? Are you stupid?

He would definitely use this sentence to mock Malikas.

However, Malicus was also very glad that he had decided to go all out right from the start, otherwise, he would definitely be killed by this man in the form of a beast priest.

But what is this throbbing feeling in my heart?

His instinct was urging him to stay away from this man.

But his reason also told him that this man was very dangerous and must be eliminated on the spot.

But what happened...

The body couldn't stop shaking, and it could even hear the frantic heartbeat and the sound of blood rushing in the veins.

It has been many years since it felt this way.

It seemed like he had never experienced that again after defeating the goddess with the night-blue eyes.

The feeling of surging emotions when facing a strong enemy.

Although it had lost its left arm, its bloody mouth could not stop showing a bloodthirsty smile.

This man is worth biting his neck off!

The iron claws gripping the black sword's handle slowly tightened. The destined death emanating from the black sword was taking away the life of everything around it, and was gradually spreading.

Where the black fog filled, the flames went out, the lava turned into obsidian crystals, and even the originally ochre-colored walls turned dark gray, as if weathered and shattered into fine quicksand that slowly flowed.

Everything was stripped of its color by the black fog of death.

Seeing this scene, Reinhardt's eyelids twitched involuntarily.

wdnmd, is this thing so scary?

To be honest, he originally thought that the concept of destined death was exaggerated in the game, but in fact it seemed that not only was it not exaggerated at all, but it was completely lacking in expression in the game.

Once upon a time, Queen Xiaose carried out her destined death by hunting down many gods and raising their skins. She was extremely popular and became the designated successor to the Supreme Will.

Afterwards, Queen Ise was defeated by Malycus and deprived of her destined death.

This power of death is wielded by different beings, but the power it manifests has not diminished in the slightest.

And now, he has to face his destined death at the peak of his power.

“It’s really tricky…”

I felt a little irritated, but also very happy.

I'm glad Lance Shanks wasn't brought over.

Even though Lance Shanks is very powerful among the ancient dragons, he probably can't withstand a sword from Malicus, right?

"Roar--"

Malicus suddenly roared like a wild beast, causing the almost nonexistent temple to tremble slightly, and then he disappeared in a flash.

where is it?

Reinhardt began to look around like an experienced hunter, but found no trace of the beast, as if it had disappeared out of thin air.

Until, a strong gust of wind came faintly from above his head.

“On it?!”

Malicus fell from the sky, holding a black sword in one hand and aiming at his crown, ready to pierce him with one sword.

clang! !

Driven by instinct, Reinhardt raised the long sword in his hand to block the attack, letting the black sword pass through his hair.

The black sword changed its falling direction and pierced through the stone slabs on the ground. The moment the tip of the sword touched the ground, it suddenly turned into quicksand, as if it had been deprived of time.

However, Malicus had no intention of drawing his sword to strike him. Instead, he opened his bloody mouth and bit towards his neck.

The beast has returned to its most primitive wildness.

But there was no more trembling or fear on either Reinhardt's or Malicus's faces. Instead, they were filled with the will to fight bravely.

This beast, this man is the strongest I have ever met in my life!

The excitement that almost made their blood boil made their bodies tremble slightly, but their tightly clenched weapons did not relax at all.

Click! A sound.

Malikus's sharp teeth clung to his blade, and the hot breath it emitted made the beast's mouth smell faintly like roasting meat.

But Malicus didn't care at all. He bit the long knife tightly as if he wanted to break it into pieces, and had no intention of letting go.

The remaining arm raised the black sword stuck in the ground, leaving a dark arc in the air, ready to cut Reinhardt in half with one sword.

But how can this be so easy?!

Bang!

The moment the black sword attacked, the flames on his body were suddenly restrained, and the long sword in his hand was also abandoned by him.

Without the support of magic, the pyroxene sword instantly dissipated, and only the remaining golden handle fell from mid-air.

Reinhardt caught it, poured all the gathered flames into the handle, and swung his fist down.

And the speed he used was unbelievable——

In less than a moment, his fist was like a meteor, dragging a thin tail of flame, and slammed into Malicus' chest at a speed that was enough to shatter the earth and almost surpassed the speed of starlight.

boom--

A dull sound accompanied by a burst of energy spread out in all directions. The quicksand under his feet was blown away by the air waves. Malicus flew backwards as if riding the wind, crashed into the supporting column and sat paralyzed there.

The black armor was burned red and slowly fell like droplets. In addition to four charred blood holes on the fur-covered chest, Malicus' chest also showed different degrees of depression, like a basin.

This punch didn't kill Malicus outright, but it was probably almost as bad.

And his condition is not that good either.