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

Even if Mingzhi would die in the end, they would not be afraid.

Compared to death, that kind of living is a real torture.

"Ugh..."

"How many sins have you committed to get to this point..." Reinhardt, who returned to the ground, couldn't help but sigh to the sky.

She sacrificed her eldest son, the loyal and deeply in love shadow beast, exiled her tool husband, and even gambled the fate of everything in the border area.

Only then has it reached this point.

This process is like dancing on the edge of a knife. If you take a wrong step, your body will be pierced and you will fall into the dark abyss and be smashed to pieces.

Sure enough, compared to others, Marika was more daring. He could even say without hesitation and confidently that this was the most daring person he had ever met in his life.

However, he still had one last step to take.

"Let me see what kind of gift you have given me, Malika."

Looking at the huge royal city that had turned into ruins and was buried in dust, he slowly walked over.

The sewers of the royal city and inside the golden tree.

To be honest, he was quite looking forward to it.

But he had always been curious about one question. From a while ago, it seemed that the golden tree's blessing of teleportation had lost its effect. At least now he couldn't teleport into the royal city.

Maybe it’s because of the golden tree Zhurong?

Or something else?

Somewhat unclear.

And there is another big problem...

“It feels so peaceful…”

Walking on the dilapidated streets, he kept looking around.

There was no hustle and bustle like the first time I came here, nor was there the fully armed and battle-ready attitude like the second time I came here. There was nothing.

Everywhere I look, I see desolation.

Both the streets and the downtown area were empty.

Not to mention patrolling soldiers, there wasn't even a single person in sight.

There were only fallen leaves that fell from the burning treetops and burned into embers like sparks.

It is a world of difference compared to the prosperity of the past.

Although this is what should have happened in the Gray City of Rodel, it was still very wrong, because Mungert had gathered so many soldiers, it was impossible for him to suddenly disappear without a trace.

He is not Yakumo Yukari or wheelchair-bound Okina, so how could he have such a strange skill as disappearance?

Not to mention it was such a large group of people.

"...Rhine."

At this moment, an ethereal and familiar voice called his name from behind.

But when he turned around, he was startled and almost took out a sunlight gun and threw it out on the spot.

Just because, what he saw was an extra-large horse-faced demon.

Actually it's not that big, it's just a visual issue because I'm too close.

Moreover, at this distance, he could even clearly feel the other person's breathing.

It's Torrett.

He stepped back a little and recognized it.

But Torrett has become a spirit? How can he speak?!

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he raised his head and met the gaze of Melina who was sitting sideways on top.

Well, it wasn’t Torret who spoke just now, but this little piece of wood.

Moreover, she seems to be in good condition.

"Hey, Melina, we meet again."

He raised his hand and greeted him, as if he were an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

But Melina didn't react at all, not even a trace of expression, as if she was sulking.

Is this angry?

He couldn't help but murmur.

If he was really angry, he would be very happy. This little piece of wood had learned other emotions and was one step closer to becoming a real person.

This feeling... is like raising a daughter?

Oh yeah, his power does flow through Melina's body, so that's okay.

Immediately afterwards, Melina took action, silently turned over Torret's back, and took out a lot of things from the backpack behind Torret.

Then she slowly walked up to him and handed everything she had brought back into his hands.

Torret's spirit ring, Lani's doll, the leather bag he carried with him, his clothes and fur cloak, and even the Moonlight Greatsword were all stuffed back into his hands.

"Hey, hey, hey, wait a minute, slow down, I can't hold it anymore!"

Melina still didn't respond, nor did she pay any attention to him, continuing everything on her own.

It seems that this little piece of wood is really angry and seems to be venting its dissatisfaction through such actions.

However, her temper stopped at a certain point. Seeing that he really couldn't hold the objects in his hands, she stopped and helped him pick up the objects in his hands.

He even helped him put on his clothes, saying as he was getting dressed: "...You've been away from the border for nearly a week."

"A lot of things happened in the Royal City of Rodel this week."

"...But before that, congratulations, Rhine, on successfully liberating the destined death and returning it to the borderland. Now, the Golden Tree can no longer refuse you."

"Well, thank you for your congratulations."

In response to Melina's congratulations, he just responded lightly, then took the fur cloak from her hand and put it on, and put the Moonlight Greatsword into the scabbard on his back.

Then he put Lani's doll and the spirit ring back on his waist and put them back on his finger.

"...Rhine."

Melina suddenly called his name again, prompting him to turn his head, but he saw Melina's face full of seriousness, "...Are you in danger?"

"The sacrificial twig I gave you is gone."

She pointed to her chest and said.

"Well...it was a close call, I guess." He shrugged nonchalantly. "Everything is over now. Let's talk about the current situation in Royal City of Rodel. I feel it's very abnormal."

"..."

Melina stared at him for a few seconds. Seeing that he had no intention of explaining, she didn't ask him any further questions. Instead, she explained for him: "...Indeed, something big happened in the Royal City of Rodel."

"The Golden Tree was destroyed by Zhu Rong, causing chaos in the city."

Melina turned and looked at the burning golden illusory tree.

"However, this chaos was quickly ended. [Blessed King Tong] Monggot took action, gathering the remaining troops and holding their ground before the throne."

At this point, her voice paused, and she turned her head to look at him again, "So, Rhine... you will face an unprecedented challenge next. You will have to go into direct battle with the knights of the Royal City of Rodel."

"But I have an idea about this matter..."

"no need."

Before Melina could finish, he interrupted her with a wave of his hand. "Let's fight head-on. It just so happened that during the Shattering War, I didn't see how powerful the army of the Rodel Royal City was. They were actually able to withstand the coalition of kings. Now, let me experience it for myself."

He knew what Melina wanted to say, which was to ask him to think it over carefully.

Anyway, now that the destined death has been released and the entrance to the golden tree has been opened, there is no need to rush this moment.

Melina must have intended for him to return to Lienia and gather an army for an attack.

But he felt it was unnecessary and would cause unnecessary casualties.

Lienia is currently in a stage of recovery and has a bright future. There is no need to add unnecessary casualties for such a trivial matter.

It would be better for him to do it alone.

Now, under the long-lost sunshine, his strength can be said to be no less than that of Marika in her prime.

Since Marika was able to annihilate the fire giants on the snowy mountains, how could he not be able to destroy the mere Rodel army?

What's more, the group of tree guards have now lost their faith.

Seeing his determined look, Melina could only sigh helplessly in secret.

"...Well, if that's what you expected."

She knew she couldn't stop Reinhardt, and no one could change this man's mind, so...

Since he was facing it alone, all she could do was stay by his side and face it together!

However, it is not only Melina who has this idea, but also Di Xi who is hiding in the dark and responsible for protection, and the doll pinned to her waist.

At that very moment, a glimmer of dark moonlight flashed by.

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"Wow, there are quite a lot of people."

Led by Melina, he came to the entrance to the throne room.

But in front of that magnificent hall, thousands of troops gathered.

The most obvious one is the row of tree guards in the front who are wearing golden armor and holding golden tree shields and golden halberds.

In the past, Nimgefu's tree guards had tortured him thousands of times. If the corpses were connected together, they would probably be able to circle the border area, but he did not expect that he would have to face such a large number now.

"Damn it, it's on fire!"

Reinhardt took a sudden step forward, raising the dust slightly on the ground. As the tiles were crushed, hot flames emanated from his body through the gaps in his armor, and a faint flame also ignited on the battle axe that was as bright as the sun.

Seeing this scene, the tree guards raised their shields and spears and stood ready for battle.

He slowly raised the blazing hand axe in his hand and pointed it at the crowd, then asked the knights who were blocking his way, "Are you also planning to perform a foolish dance in front of me?"

"..."

There was no response.

Although they didn't answer, their attitude had already answered his question.

"very good."

Their answers satisfied Reinhardt.

He is worthy of being Knight Rodel and the tree guard who protects the golden tree. He clearly felt this firm will.

But that doesn't change anything.

Their fate was already determined, and this group of people could not stop his path.

"...As red as blood, as white as bone.

As red as solitude, as white as silence.

As red as the nerves of a beast, as white as the heart of a god.

As red as molten hatred, as white as frozen sigh.

As red as the shadows that devour the night, as white as the sighs that pierce the moon.

The snow-white glory, the scarlet fades away... Gentlemen, today, I will let you witness what a feast of red and white blood is—"

Like a bard, he chanted the verses he was familiar with, and his body expanded little by little with the verses, his explosive muscles almost stretching out the armor that expanded along with them.

At the same time, he raised his left hand to the sky, exactly where the sun was shining, as if the sun was right at his fingertips.

"The merciless sun."

As soon as he finished speaking, a scorching fireball that was big enough to cover the sky and the sun condensed from his raised fingertips in an instant. It was as dazzling as the sun and as hot as the scorching sun.

The light and heat emitted melted the earth and dispersed the dust, just like the move used in Galid that year. Just watching from afar made people feel chilling.