Naine could feel Arthur's mood change, she took a step, clasped her hands on her chest, and shouted anxiously, "Arthur! ”

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After dodging the axe and the shovel, Arthur unsheathed his sword and held it in his hand, raised his sword when Gakber attacked again, parryed the weapon he was wielding in both hands, and struck Gakeber in the chest with the tip of his scabbard, and Gakeber was immediately pushed out, fell to the ground, and was nauseated and uncomfortable from the huge blow to his internal organs, and lay on the ground retching for a while.

"You think you can beat me?" Arthur frowned, his expression impatient, "I'm not interested in killing you, and I don't plan on you to get my sword dirty and out of my sight, otherwise I have many ways to make you bitter and remorseful." ”

"I don't have any more pain and remorse." Gakber knelt on the ground and stretched out his hands, "Kill me, do what you should do, take me to hell, and end it all." ”

Arthur curled his lips disdainfully: "Who cares about you, madman." ”

As soon as Arthur finished speaking, Lady Wallace's wail diverted everyone's eyes.

Gakber looked at Arthur, his eyes red, and he thought that this was probably the cruelest thing about the demons, that he started your darkness and would not end it for you.

Gakber dragged his soaked body out, his axe and shovel hanging as his head.

After Gakber walked out of the stable, Nayin walked up to Arthur and asked him softly, "Do you want me to go out and see what's going on?" ”

Just as Nayin was finishing asking, the rain that had been going on for a long time suddenly stopped.

As the long night passed, a glimmer of light began to appear in the sky.

When Gakber returned to the cabin, Mrs. Wallace, covered in blood, walked out of the cabin, her turban falling off and her dry blonde hair hanging down on her thin body.

She looked like she had lost her soul, and she walked straight to her husband, slowly, but firmly.

When his wife came to him, Gakber fell to his knees, his knees sinking deep into the mud.

"I love." He looked up, his body trembled, and tears flowed from his red eyes, "We have come to the end, I am lost, my soul is stuck in hell, I can only give my body to you." ”

Gakber raised the axe, and Mrs. Wallace took the axe, which she had never touched, and raised it with both hands.

Gakber bowed his head.

Mrs. Wallace slashed her axe and struck Gakber in the neck.

The person who looked extremely thin used the axe for the first time, but he cut it deep at once, and the part connecting his head and body was basically gone.

But Gakber was still open, he could see, he could breathe, and he was coughing up blood, making a faint sound of vomiting blood.

Once again, Mrs. Wallace raised her axe and slashed down.

This time, Gakber's head, like his eldest son, Jessian, was completely detached from his body.

Mrs. Wallace wept out as the rain had stopped, and her cry was clear.

Gakber's blood splattered her white dress, her long, light blonde hair, mixed with the blood that belonged to Jessiaen, and they couldn't tell each other.

Even on his hands and axes, there was blood all there.

Mrs. Wallace was about to put down the axe, but she suddenly saw something, and she slowly looked up and saw Norman standing less than three meters from her.

She wore a red cloak and her head was covered by a hood, and her body was covered by nothing but the red cloak.

A pure black goat stood beside Norman, just like her, with its eyes staring straight at this side.

"Demons." Mrs. Wallace no longer had the slightest suspicion, she raised her axe again, and charged at Norman, shouting in her mouth as she went, "Witch! You ruined everything! You slut! Do you think I don't know you've been seducing my Jamie! And then my husband! Do you think I don't understand! You witch! Die! Die! ”

When Mrs. Wallace's axe was still half a meter away from Norman, the black sheep's huge horns slammed into Mrs. Wallace's stomach, knocking out a bloody hole.

Mrs. Wallace vomited blood and collapsed. She looked up at her eldest daughter, who looked down at her with a blank face.

The black sheep continued to thump with its hard horns until its pajamas were tattered and its entrails turned out.

Gakber and Mrs. Wallace's eyes were open.

The black sheep looked somewhere, and Norman picked up the axe in his mother's hand and followed the black sheep to the warehouse. In the humble hut made of twigs and hay, sisters Lillian and Vivien were hiding.

Norman walked in, and the sisters screamed to escape, but the black sheep stood in the doorway, blocking their way.

Norman used to think that the most terrifying thing in the world was the sisters Lillian and Vivien, who could make her annoyed all day, break her things, frame her, bully her, and hurt her badly with all kinds of vicious words.

But now she found that they were not at all terrible, and that if they were struck once, they would not be able to move, nor would they make any more high-pitched noises that disgusted her.

Norman and the Black Sheep walked out of the warehouse, and the morning sun was already illuminating the land.

She saw Arthur and his companions standing not far away, watching what was happening on the land.

Norman and Black Sheep watched Arthur together, and Norman felt that she could hear her heartbeat more clearly.

Arthur said to Werther, "Brother Vit, shoot that black sheep." ”

Werther immediately drew his bow and shot an arrow, and at such a close distance, even if he had a foot injury, Werther was confident that he would never miss.

However, the arrow was obviously heading straight for the black sheep, and when the arrow was about to hit the black sheep's forehead, the arrow suddenly deflected and landed on the ground next to the black sheep.

"What!?" Witt was shocked, "How is this possible!?" ”

He immediately shot another arrow, and the result was the same as the arrow just now, and when it was about to hit the target, it suddenly shifted direction, as if a hand had grabbed the arrow in flight, moved it to the side, and forced it to change the trajectory of the flight.

Werther was not reconciled and wanted to try a double shot, but his hand holding the arrow was held down by Arthur's hand.

"Brother Vitter, don't try, that guy can't handle it with arrows or other weapons."

Norman began to walk towards Arthur, and the Black Sheep remained in place.

When Norman was less than two meters away from Arthur, Arthur spoke.

"Stop." Arthur took a deep breath and said, "You can't come here, you should know that you and we belong to different worlds, and it's better that we don't touch." ”

Although Norman was unwilling, she knew her humility.

Her red lips opened, and she whispered, "You belong to our world, Arthur, I wait for the moment when you return, my body no longer belongs to me, but my heart will always be loyal to you." ”