The wind is blowing.

Zhou Zhifeng did not choose the bells and whistles that the imperial swordsmen loved. He knew that those things were just for the sake of the show, for the amusement of the emperor and the nobles.

His strategy was to use all his strength to kill Carl with one blow. The demonic power of the wind does not have much effect in the face of darkness because of his innate restraint, and only by using the difference in physique can he have the possibility of success.

"Take it, you dark disgusting worm master. With taunts and anger, Zhou Zhifeng's figure flashed in place, leaving behind a whirlpool of wind that was almost visible to the naked eye, passing over the dark sword that Karl had briefly condensed with his demonic power, and stabbing towards his vulnerable place.

"Oops. Carl secretly exclaimed, in a short and hurried time, the dark demon source power activated by the dark star in his hand did not have time to withdraw or turn the blade.

In a second, Karl's eyes clearly reflected the precise appearance of the sword that belonged to the wind, as well as the corners of Zhou Zhifeng's mouth with a strange smile, and the distance of less than thirty centimeters.

Burst!

The dull voice, mixed with Karl's screams of pain, flowed down the edge of Zhou Zhifeng's sword with blood.

Zhou Zhifeng's sword, in the instantaneous attack, happened to cut into the weakest part of his body.

Although in the final moments, Karl had already tried to turn his body and keep the sword as far away from his vital point as possible. But a game is a game, and the left turn of your thinking will also trigger the right jump of your opponent's thinking.

One left and one right, the sharp sword, which was still mixed with a light breeze, stabbed the center of Karl's left chest impartially.

Tick, tick, tick!

The sound of blood droplets falling spread across the ground at the edge of the sword.

Carl stopped in place because of the pain and couldn't move, while Zhou Zhifeng wanted this time of silence to be as long as possible to allow more blood to gush out and speed up Carl's death.

"A real master game never lasts more than three seconds. Remember that dueling with Lord Hagu? I just learned a little from his defeat. Zhou Zhifeng said lightly, like the expression of an ancient swordsman of the empire after his victory.

"What...... Teach ...... Lesson. Carl struggled to squeeze the words out between his teeth. The sharp pain coming from his left chest not only made him temporarily unable to move, but also mixed with pain in every ounce of strength he used.

"I don't remember the boy who fought the duel with Lord Yegu. But he did a good job of paralyzing the judgment of the adults with the flow of water, and thus in the fog, he knocked down the opponent who seemed to be stronger than him. ”

"Lost ...... Fog?" Karl wondered.

"yes, Mist. Zhou Zhifeng said, pulled the sword in his hand back violently, and fell to the ground.

Immediately afterward, his emotions prompted him to look up, staring slightly blankly at the top of the empty but still windy palace.

"Ahh......h Ah, it hurts. Carl gasped, his lips trembling, his left hand clenched to his chest, but he still chose to stand still.

This is the last, never-defeating dignity of a duelist.

"I'm curious how long you can hold out. Zhou Zhifeng sneered, took two steps back neatly, used the sword in his hand as a crutch support, and continued: "The dominant dark confuses your mind. You don't think I'm human, you don't look down on the power of the wind, and under the confusion of these ridiculous reasons, you choose to resist me with pure demonic power. But you don't know that ever since I awoke from the abominable ice of the Creator's creation, I have been fighting as a soldier of nations. Especially the soldiers of the Flame Empire, they don't have many believers in demonic power. ”

"Pure ...... Is it physical?" Carl asked, the blood flowing from his left hand that seemed to have soaked half of his palm.

"yes, sheer physical strength. The chanting of magic always takes time to complete. You in the depths of the peaceful country don't have much time to cast magic. Naturally, many of the Empire's Wizards had the illusion that their skills would only take a little time to achieve the desired effect. But they don't know, or don't know how to control time. Speed in their eyes, in front of the most elite soldiers, is not worth mentioning. Halfway through their magic chanting, I only need to contract the muscles in my legs slightly, and I can easily hit them in the right place. Zhou Zhifeng said, the smugness on his face became stronger and stronger.

"So, you ...... You've already defeated quite a few Demon Origin Masters?"

"Of course, isn't it. Zhou Zhifeng replied.

"Then I, probably your last, ...... It may also ...... No, no...... Your endpoint. Carl's look of pain seemed to have deepened a little.

Although Carl's perspective in front of him was already a little dazed because of the pain, Zhou Zhifeng could see clearly that the tremor of his lips had spread from his face to his hands. No, not just his hands, but his legs.

The dignity of being a duelist seems so ridiculous.

Among the three, Carl, who currently has no clear desires, is about to become the first person summoned by death. If only he was just trying to achieve the ridiculous and ambitious goal of "not letting the empire go into disaster".

This is a realistic irony.

"I see you can't hold on anymore, so it's better to give up. When the Flame Order wakes up, I can threaten him to unlock the full power of the Lost City. Rest assured, my goal is not to recreate the dragons, they are not worthy of my summoning. I just want the Lost City to reappear in this world. In this way, our people can return to the embrace of the wind. Zhou tried to crush Carl's insistence with words.

"Give up, I...... I won't. Even if, even if...... Dragons won't reappear, you ...... You...... You will also let the Lost City destroy the entire empire. Karl retorted.

"You don't understand greatness. ”

"What...... Great?" Karl asked.

"The reappearance of the Lost City will only sacrifice a small percentage of useless humans. Isn't it just covering the imperial capital? After they sacrifice, the wind will reappear in this world, you humans, oh no, the damage we humans have done to nature over the past few decades can be repaired, right?" Zhou Zhifeng obviously said seriously.

"Sabotage?" Karl wondered.

"Yes, when humans cut down trees, those creatures that need the magic power of wood will give up and turn to other magic. But this does not solve the problem, when the sewage flows through the river, the land becomes black again, and the world is even filled with a black turbid air, which is the disaster of the whole world. If there is wind, he can moisturize, he can mend, and even rebuild a new and wonderful world. Mr. Karl," Zhou Zhifeng took two steps forward after confirming that Carl had lost his absolute combat effectiveness, "Are you ready for the new world?"

"New ...... Generation...... After spitting out three words with difficulty, Karl clutched his chest, which seemed to never be able to shed a drop of blood, with extreme suspicion and rebuttal, and couldn't hold on any longer, and half-knelt down.

"New world. A new world. Humanity is doing everything against the wind, but why not bring the lost city back to life? Why the dragons invaded the Lost City in the first place and wanted to control it. Relying on the strength of the dragons, they don't care about our weak strength like an ant. They just see the sin we are going to do to the world. Our technology and magic aren't very powerful, but they're devastating. Of course, I won't use these weapons as an attack when the Lost City returns. You can rest assured that you will be reunited with the Lord of your Emperor's faith, won't you?"

With a weird smile, Zhou Zhifeng half-squatted down, pinched Carl's jaw with his hand, and lifted it up forcefully to make sure that the eyes of the two were parallel.

"I'm really reluctant to bury you here. Such beautiful, delicate skin, like a lotus flower revered by the Empire, grows from the filthy mud but is not stained with darkness, washed from the clear water of the lake, but not very bewitching. But does that work? I know that you Demon Origin Masters, when your life is in danger, will mobilize that ridiculous life aura to make yourself feel as much pain as possible. But so what, if you persist until now, I will tell you about my purpose and future to the present. Only when you sleep peacefully can my greatness be restored. Zhou Zhifeng's last words were finished with his head up, he was waiting for Carl to give up, or his blood to drain.

For some reason, quietly watching the scene of his opponent dying in the struggle made him feel an unprecedented feeling of comfort in his heart.

He didn't want that to stop.

"Since, since...... In this way, I am not easy to refute, but I ...... There is one thing...... Need you to know. Karl said bitterly, deliberately making the second half of the sentence so soft that it was almost impossible to hear.

"What do you want to say, I'm starting to get curious. Zhou Zhifeng smiled and put his ear to Karl's mouth.

After a few seconds of silence, Karl's lips finally began to tremble slightly, but his eyes suddenly became very sharp and sharp from the half-blurred state just now.

He swept away the pain that had been disguised for nearly fifteen minutes and replaced it with a smug and high-pitched tone:

"It's you who greet death. ”

"What?" Zhou Zhifeng sensed that something was wrong and wanted to get up.

But it was too late.

After the tingling sensation, there was a sharp pain in his heart that surpassed all else.

He looked at Carl in surprise, surprise and confusion in his eyes.

Because in his chest, at this moment, he is inserting a Peugeot dagger carefully made by craftsmen from the imperial capital.

"Whew, whew, whew. Karl breathed heavily and got up, taking two sharp steps back.

Now, it was replaced by him, staring at Zhou Zhifeng, who was about to face death.

"I've stabbed you in the heart. Zhou Zhifeng said painfully, trying to struggle to get up.

"In case you don't know, my heart is never on the left. Now, you who belong to the obsession of the wind, should you fall asleep lightly after wailing?" Karl smiled, like the proud Zhou Zhifeng just now.