At midnight, the riots intensified in the city,

Even those who didn't intend to participate in this event at first found an opportunity under the pressure of the pillar of light, and then looked for an opportunity to devour the residue like vulture jackals.

And this is something that has nothing to do with Geralt, who is in the building that is about to collapse.

"Whew...... Call... Cough... Ahem......"

The strong recoil completely destroyed the sword body, and the battery that had already drained the power was completely destroyed under the impact of the beam of light, the shield capacitor burned out due to energy overload, and the exoskeleton was also in a state of imminent loss of energy.

If you want to get something, then you have to pay something, no matter what kind of world you are in, the law of equivalent exchange has always been a constant existence, even if it is a god-killing sword, it is impossible to escape from this law,

In the face of the sacred remains that can defeat everything, even the user himself will suffer the same damage and coercion as the enemy, and even as a stranger who cannot use mods, using it without protection can only be called self-defeating.

"Sure enough, I'm too naïve, I thought I was so successful, hehehe......"

The silver cross inlaid with the fantastic singularity popped out of the hilt of the sword, and then was grasped by the left hand soaked in blood, and the deep wound on the right side of the abdomen could not be repaired in a short time, and the retinue who took advantage of the end of the divine corpse to attack had also turned into a dead corpse beside Geralt.

But even so, the humans present did not have any ability to pursue, whether it was a woman whose eyes were incapacitated and could only barely see, or a soldier whose legs were sore, and who could not stand up even if they tried their best, no one could give Geralt the final blow.

"What an astonishing ...... of destructive power"

But the white fireworks ignited on the surface of the soldier's body, and the person who was ignited did not show any pain, as if he had nothing to do with himself.

Both the expression and the aura were the same as at that time, as if the noble person had suddenly become this soldier, looking at everything condescendingly with the status of a god.

"It used to be like this, pretending to be a bad person, standing on the moral high ground to judge others, what qualifications do you have to do such a thing! Hey, Zero!"

And the woman who had been sitting on the throne rolled and howled on the ground like a maggot, and her original gorgeous clothes seemed to have become a burden.

Both the expression and the aura are the same as then, as if the residue of yesterday has reappeared here.

“... It's disappointing that the dregs of the past should appear in front of me so brazenly. ”

As for Geralt, who activated the divine remains and couldn't fight again in a short time, he could only get down on one knee and try to maintain his consciousness.

Whether it is the expression or the aura is the same as at that time, as if he is hating the past and himself, exuding strong hostility.

But neither of them was willing to be the first to break the silence, Geralt needed time to continue to recover, and the soldiers were worried about the reactivation of the gods, so this silence was rare and precious, but it was nothing to those who only saw themselves.

“Zero... To be honest, I thought you were dead, but you escaped into this world. ”

Hatred, resentment, without any pretense, without any aristocratic appearance, as if there was no need to hide one's true nature.

"Hey, Zero, why do hypocrites like you have to show up in front of me again and again! Last time, this time, too! Why can't you die honestly!"

"That kind of thing has nothing to do with me. ”

The gun in his hand can still shoot life-wiping projectiles, but this level of attack cannot kill the noble, and firing at the woman without permission will only expose the only remaining armament in his hand.

Now, it's better to be silent, no matter what this woman is thinking or doing, it should be considered something that has nothing to do with Geralt now, as long as you wait patiently for others to rush in.

"I'm going to get everything I want soon, just because of you, and those four damn families—"

"Shut up, I've been arguing over there and I'm annoyed to death. ”

But no matter how tense they were, the three people present were unwilling to take the lead in attacking.

Whoever it was, they were all afraid of the activation of the second Divine Remains, and the silver cross that could activate the Divine Remains was now in Geralt's hands, exuding a terrifying sense of abnormality.

"If such a force were used to maintain peace, it would be very effective. ”

Therefore, the noble man who borrowed the body of the soldier made his own voice, and the pale flame continued to scorch the body, and the more he opposed the current of thought of possession, the more fierce the flame burned.

"But alas, people like you have chosen to kill instead of assisting us. ”

The soldiers of Yukawa were generally influenced by militaristic thoughts, but the words of this noble man were like that of a peace-minded dreamer.

Perhaps, the noble who possesses it is the so-called "Peaceful Thought".

"What good is it to humanity and the inhabitants of this city?"

But Geralt still denied the current of thought standing in front of him, rather than saying that he would never trust all of them from the beginning.

"You don't care about people, you don't care about the inhabitants, you only care about your own survival, am I wrong?"

The executor of the sword of the godslayer must not be swayed by mercy or dissuaded by the rhetoric that took place five years ago.

So—

"If you really care about people's lives, if you really love peace, you should take care of it before I even reach this city. ”

No matter what kind of ideology, no matter what kind of god, they are all enemies to Geralt, and they are just constantly retelling the dregs of the past of lies for their own survival.

"You could have turned all these weapons into snowflake shards, or disarmed these Yukawa soldiers before they even stepped into this tall building, but you didn't, you just hoped for the outbreak of war, so that more people could hope for peace and produce more resources for you to survive. ”

"With all due respect, the noble ......"

A young man dressed in black stood again on the earth, holding a god-killing silver cross,

"Are you putting yourself too high? like a selfish person playing God. ”

Mocking the nobles who talk about their ideals and the future, and act only for themselves.

"Child, my strength is still very weak, and the actions of you and Yukawa have made me powerless to stop the war. For the safety of the South, I must destroy you, and those porcelain-"

With a violent explosion, the noble man's words were interrupted by a skeleton, and behind the skeleton stood the Dark Box and the guards of the four great families,

Before he could make a sound, dozens of bloodstained hands dragged the black-haired [Christina] into the shadows.

"Remnant, everything is in my plan right now, whether it's deliberately spreading fear to keep the idea of peace from appearing, or arriving here at the same time with the Dark Box and the members of the Four Families... It's all part of my plan, my dear militaristic ideology. ”

Even if you can't wield a weapon for a short time, your human abilities can still stand out in countless battles.

"Goodbye, noble one who devours life, sooner or later, I will make you all a part of the memory. ”

Because the strength of human beings is intelligence and endurance.