The Kaleidoscope Enchantment gradually changed, and the outermost blue mist gradually dissipated, and when Leon walked out of the illusion, the enchantment was finally fully activated, revealing his final form. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Only by sacrificing half of his life in the "Kaleidoscope" can Walsh in the final illusion touch the old king.

Even Leon and they can see everything that happens in this final illusion, but they are powerless, although the last layer of enchantment is as transparent as a mirror, it is absolutely invincible, even Arthur can't cut it, they can only watch everything in front of them.

Walsh looked at the five spectators outside the enchantment, jumped down from the city wall, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I really didn't expect it, in the end, it was actually Leon's victory, His Royal Highness, I really can't help but admit it, this Leon you are optimistic about, although he usually pretends to be crazy and stupid, but he is really a strong man......"

The old king had been watching the slaughter under the city walls, probably knowing that he was going to die, and there was no fear on his face: "Leon is not pretending to be crazy and stupid, from some angles, he is really stupid......"

Leon, who was outside the enchantment, was suddenly reluctant, and patted the last layer of enchantment: "Hey, old king, you're too unkind, aren't you all good at saying that people are dying?"

The other people outside the barrier all glared at Leon, just not looking at the atmosphere, saying that he was so stupid and really didn't wrong this guy.

Da Vinci will not talk about it for a while, Marion and Arthur still respect the old king, and for Hei, the old king is more of a benefactor of the "Inhuman race", so he can only watch the old king die, and there is always something bad in his heart......

But the old king looked away: "I have lived long enough, but it is a pity that my book is not finished......"

At this time, the old king was still muttering about novels that no one had read at all.

Walsh swung the dagger in his hand, but instead of stabbing it directly into the old king's heart, it stabbed it into his arm.

The old king couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead: "Uh...... It's a pain I haven't felt in a long time. ”

Walsh pulled out his dagger and stabbed it into his thigh: "How far is it...... I hope you can live a little longer, so that I can cut a few more knives to comfort the innocent people who died on the night of the withering flowers on the other side!"

"So I said, haha, Walsh, if you come to be king, you will definitely be a good king, at least much better than my tyrant......"

"Shut up!" Walsh thrust the dagger into the old king's thigh again, and the whole dagger was completely submerged, and even spun the wound several times, the pain was extraordinary.

The old king's whole body was agitated, and the sweat was pouring down, because both legs were badly wounded, and his body could only fall weakly, leaning against the city wall, panting.

"Does it hurt? But it is nothing compared to the pain that the orphans of the "Confederacy" have felt over the years! Do you feel a trace of remorse in your heart? You cold-blooded butcher!"

"Remorse?" the old king laughed: "Haha, Walsh, you are worthy of being my son, in terms of stubbornness, you are completely inherited from me, for what I have done, I may be sad, maybe angry, but there is no regret, the rise of the empire, is destined to require a part of the sacrifice, sacrifice a little, keep the majority, I haven't even done anything wrong, why regret?"

Walsh stabbed the king in the stomach with a sneer on his face: "You are really hopeless...... As brothers, you and Burton are so far apart...... Burton took on the sins you committed, and in order to keep the survivors of the "Night of the Flowers Withering on the Other Side" alive, he could even give up revenge, but alas, I can't forget that hatred. ”

"You don't have to choose this path...... As my son......"

But before the words were finished, the old king's throat was choked by Walsh, and he couldn't even speak, and at this moment, Walsh's face finally showed a hideous expression: "I am not your son! My father is Burton! I am ashamed to have your blood in my body, so even if I sacrifice everything, even if I die here today, I will kill you!"

Letting go of his hand, the old king coughed a few times, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, he was not a warrior like Leon and them, this knife wound in a few places had already blurred his vision, and his life was constantly flowing......

"Forget it...... It's so boring, I'm tired of it!"

The dagger in Walsh's hand gently moved forward, slowly piercing the old king's heart, his movements were very slow, as if deliberately making the old king feel the feeling of his heart being slowly pierced, this feeling was simply crazy......

The old king raised his head, trying hard to see the face in front of him, and at this moment he suddenly laughed under his breath.

Walsh frowned, which made him very upset: "What are you laughing at?"

The old king opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again, and at this point, it was already hopeless, but the old king couldn't stop laughing: "I laugh...... It's because ...... All this time I thought you were dead...... I couldn't believe it even when Burton told me you were alive......"

"But alas, Burton told me that if you saw me, you would kill me without hesitation...... That's why I can't see you, all the time...... But you know what, Walsh, I've never seen you before, but just now, when I first saw you, I recognized you...... You and your mother really seem to be ......."

To say such a thing at this time, it was obvious that he was no longer trying to ask for mercy, but Walsh kept the action of plunging the dagger into the heart of the old king, because of the light, no one could see his expression, and no one knew what he was thinking at this moment.

The old king raised his hand with the last of his strength, as if to touch Walsh's cheek, the slow movement, if Walsh wanted to dodge, he only had to move slightly sideways, but Walsh did not dodge.

The bloodied hand touched Walsh's face, leaving two handfuls of blood.

The next moment, the old king's hand fell weakly......

But with the death of the old king, his corpse suddenly began to change drastically, just like Arthur and them!

"It's a puppet!" Walsh looked up, his eyes bloodshot red with rage, "That damn guy!"

At this moment, a long sigh came from behind Walsh: "He's long ...... dead"