Ed didn't really know much about many things—even if he had the blood of a god, he didn't start to learn magic until he was twenty years old, and he may have been a little clever, but he wasn't a genius who could understand it at all.

He vaguely knew that the circle was similar to the altar in the temple in the Sidney Basin, but the dragon from the ancient times had changed a lot, and he vaguely knew that although it was the same altar, the one beneath Rockburg was a little different.

But no matter how vague it was, there was always one thing he was sure of - on top of this circle, the sacrifice would be rewarded.

Tear off the sacred ...... Or the veil of evil, which is more of a deal.

"The more precious I give, the more I receive. ”

The promises that Ante Boford received were not all lies...... However, Ed felt disgusted with disgust when he remembered when the mad king hissed these words in a hissing voice that he did not know whether to cry or laugh, and to think of how immortal he was now.

"Some deals can be done, some absolutely can't. His father told him, with a rare seriousness, "If you lose your soul, you will lose money no matter how much you make it." ”

That's why he didn't want such a return...... This reward for the blood and lives of others is clearly a curse.

- I don't want it!

I don't know exactly what to do though...... He could only firmly refuse again, silently but using all his strength.

The darkness that had been as gentle as water gradually became suffocating heavy, as if the whole sky had fallen on him. He gritted his teeth desperately, suspecting that he might be crushed in the next moment.

Can't you want to?—— he thought indignantly. How can a business do that......

Those chaotic thoughts were suppressed a little bit as a faint light emerged from his body.

That's the Scythe of Light...... Although he didn't know exactly when they melted into his body, the tingling sensation of his hair didn't diminish even now.

Ed didn't know how he had the sights that even elves didn't have—their tiny bodies were so clear to him at this moment. It's not like a bee, but more like a round beetle, but with a flat body, as if it has only six thin legs except for its wings, and its translucent wings have no color, but they seem to have a very delicate pattern like butterfly wings...... It's not ugly, it's even beautiful, but it's so densely packed together, and it has such terrifying power, but it's really unlikeable.

And...... They killed Parnasus.

Even though he knew it was because he was out of control, Ed just wanted to keep them away from him.

As if sensing his disgust, the tiny insects floated upward, at first like a veil of light above his head, then brighter and more solid until they were like a shield of light...... Block out the darkness.

The humming murmur became too loud, as if thousands of summer cicadas were hoarse. The light grew brighter and brighter, but Ed calmed down in his anxiety and doubt, feeling guilty.

They respond not to his disgust, but to his rejection.

Where do they come from? Are they intelligent?...... Can they also feel his apologies and gratitude?

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Fenway felt his soul being blown away by a gust of wind.

There was no fear or pain, it was like a dream...... It is as if you have finally broken free from the shackles of the flesh and float freely, and if you look up into the depths of the starlight, you can see the eternal abode of the soul, just as the elves have believed in for thousands of years, the promise of the gods.

But when he looked up, all he saw was darkness. The darkness was empty and full of temptation.

He hesitated, uneasiness and resistance spontaneously rising...... Then in that moment, I felt the weight of my body again, and the pain of being torn.

Sweet dreams turned into nightmares...... The gentle wind turned into countless sharp blades, cutting his soul apart little by little.

Payne was still clutching his arm. When Fenway was completely unable to control his body, he was still able to move...... And it seems to be a little more angry than just now. He opened his mouth to say something, but Fenvi could only look at him in a daze, his consciousness struggling between wakefulness and chaos, his ears seemed to be filled with water, and he couldn't hear anything clearly.

“...... Fei Rui!"

Payne exclaimed, a hoarse voice coming out of his dry throat.

"I can only save one. ”

Fei Rui's answer was cold and direct. His hand was on Koriel's shoulder, and the newly recovered elf moved his lips, not uttering anything foolish about him giving up himself to save a shadow dancer...... Even if the Shadow Dancer could sacrifice his life for Payne's sake, he would still be the first to be given up in this case.

It's not fair...... Even shameful. But if they don't calculate the gains and losses so coldly, they will only lose more in the end.

"If you can't even protect your own subordinates, you should ask yourself what the hell you're doing!"

The uncontrollable anger and anxiety made Fei Rui couldn't help but say more.

Helenor laughed.

"Don't you ask me?" she said, "I don't mind doing a small favor." ”

They were now able to defend themselves, but Helenor did not take the opportunity to attack or flee. She stood to the side with a smile, not hiding her right hand that was always clenched.

Payne forced himself to look away. This elf is a beautiful poisonous snake, it is impossible to trust nature, and it is best not to think about using it. But the grasping in his hand remained still in an eerie position, his warm light brown eyes turned into a dull dark black as his pupils spread...... Like a corpse sunk in water.

He's losing his ...... No matter how tight the grip is.

He could only look at Ed, with worry and a faint hope.

Ed stood motionless, shrouded in a light too bright to look at, as if a saint listening to the divine will, or as if he had been sacrificed by the gods. The white leopard roared and hovered beside him, as if there was nothing to be done.

And Sacthis, who was still floating in mid-air, looked like a god...... He looked down at Ed, and there was no malice in his overly calm eyes, and there was no kindness at all.

That's pure scrutiny and judgment.

Payne's heart sank. Sachses is a ghost...... He was supposed to be the one who was most easily caught up in them, but he didn't seem to know it.

How strong is he?

As the chain-like light peeked out of the ghost's half-visible hand, Payne instinctively wanted to open his mouth to warn. But the cord of light didn't touch Ed's body. It snaked and wrapped around Finway's body.