"Your Majesty. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Isn't the fool using the holy sword to help our people overcome this crisis and regain their confidence, according to His Majesty's will?" Clovence also used a spell to convey his heart to Elizabeth.

"Clovence, there's no time to explain. Once I've not been back from the Divine Arena for more than three hours, you'll take my place as the new Elven King. And, you immediately notify the armies of all countries and rush to the bottom of the Divine Arena. The decisive moment is coming. Elizabeth instructed Clovence in the most serious tone.

"Your Majesty. What happened to me? How can a foolish minister be worthy to lead Africa? The king of our elven race, you are the only one, Your Majesty! The three gods of destruction have been destroyed. The crisis - Fool and Brad, they have been resolved. The stubborn Clovence asked the bottom of the puzzle.

"Clovence, you do do things conscientiously, but you are just too stubborn. Do as I say you will do immediately, without a moment's delay. All I can tell you is that what you do is a matter of the survival of the world. Elisabeth lectured Clauvence and repeated the order sternly, cutting off the psychic communication between her and Clauvence.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty... Your Majesty... The fool has something to tell you, and I have a question for you..."No matter how much Clover cried out, Elizabeth did not reply.

"I, Clovence, now declare: elves, humans, orcs, winged men, amphibious men of all races. We are now facing a great threat that is about to destroy the world. Please look up and look at the huge flying saucer in the sky. The saucer is called the Arena of Divine Powers - it's actually the Demon God Arena.

The three gods of destruction are entrenched in the Demon God Arena, and they have summoned a large number of demon subordinates from other dimensions in a vain attempt to destroy the world. My most loyal comrades-in-arms, Brad, Chi, Glodia, Sonia, and Luther, risked our lives to enter the Demon God Arena in order to destroy the Three Gods of Destruction.

We avoided the army of monsters, smashed the Yellow Dragon, and fought the three gods of destruction for several rounds, and finally watched them, one by one, fall under my god-sealing sword. ”

Clovence then sank down, and after a period of reflection, stood in the center of the Place du Royale, imaginative and inventive stories, and amplified and transmitted his voice to every city in Afro-African and Semitic continents.

A thousand years ago, the squares in the center of every city in the United Continent were built with spell resonance tablets to receive messages from the telephonic arts. Later, the technology of making the Spell Resonance Stone Monument was lost, and countries were reluctant to build such structures out of selfish interests.

"As soon as we eliminated the three gods of destruction, an army of monsters arrived and surrounded us. It's unfortunate. My most reliable and loyal comrade-in-arms, Brad, died to fulfill his great ideals, to carry out his unwavering faith, to save us all, to protect the peace of the world and the great army of monsters.

I and the other comrades-in-arms escaped from the Demon God Arena with the Divine Sword in my hand. Now the army of monsters in the arena is about to pour out and harm the world.

Therefore, in the name of destroying the three gods of destruction, the Six Heroes, I, Clovence, have announced that all the nations of the world will send troops and prepare to fight to the death with the army of monsters that will pour out after landing in the Demon God Arena!" Clovence made the above statement in the most pathetic tone he could utter, and held the Divine Sword in both hands, the blade of which pointed straight to the sky.

A huge red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple light emanated from the blade of the sword, and went straight into the sky like a pillar that reached the sky.

"Very well!--since you want to destroy so much!, then I will fulfill you!--ha, ha, ha, ha...", the crazy voice of the metallic twist of worship sounded from the ground below the Demon God Arena.

"What's going on!?Your brother, that guy from Clovence, how did he get Brad's sword?Why are you still lying!?And that guy from Brad, why hasn't he come out of the Divine Arena yet?"

"That's not what my brother thinks. It was the will of Her Majesty Elizabeth through telepathy. The aim is to gather everyone's forces under the Divine Power Arena to deal with a larger crisis. The glasses lady Golotia replied.

"I'm sure Elisabeth and Clovence won't deceive us intentionally. No matter what happens. We'll go first. "Princess Winged - Sonia echoes Gorodia.

"Your Royal Highness, as long as everyone is united, we will definitely be able to rescue Mr. Brad. Luther, who knew Sonia well, interjected.

Go inside the Demon God Arena. It was as if everything had been turned upside down, and chaos and darkness enveloped Brad.

"Where am I? Where am I??Ilyga!Ilyga!Where are you?—" Facing the boundless darkness in front of him, Brad, dressed in cyan armor, with a delicate face and fiery red hair, was already immersed in the darkness.

"I'm here!I'm here!Brad!help me!Bled!come and save me,..." shouted Elija from the end of the darkness.

"Elijah, you must hold on! I'll save you! Elijah, you must hold on..." After hearing Eliga's voice, Brad ran wildly in the direction from which the voice came from. But Elija's voice grew smaller and weaker, until at last she passed away like the wind.

"Elijah-!!" Brad couldn't help but shout loudly after he couldn't hear Elija's voice.

"What the hell have I done!?-Is this my fate!?-Am I not qualified to die with my beloved!??" Brad, who had always regarded himself as calm and composed, finally broke out and asked the world with a roar.

"Regardless of the gods, fate or not! I'm going to split them all! Split them all!" Brad's empty hand suddenly appeared with a snow-white shining sword.

Anger burned in his chest, and his eyes glowed blood-red. A dark and twisted force surged through Brad's body. I saw that he raised the divine sword in his hand high and slashed down towards the boundless darkness in front of him......

"That's enough! You've achieved your goal! Don't torture Brad. Elija's voice demanded.

"Excuse me, am I still the Emperor of Tart?" said the Tyrant Emperor (the Ancient Demon Lord) in a tone and asked rhetorically.

"I beg you. My master. Let Brad go...... "Ilijia begged the Emperor (the Ancient Demon Lord)."

"What do you mean by letting Brad go? Don't you like him? Don't you want to be with him forever? Answer me! Why do you say I'm torturing him? Why don't you dare to face him? Didn't I let him be with you forever? Why are you human beings so dissatisfied?

What do you want me and me to do to fulfill your wishes?!—" The voice of the Emperor of the Elder Empire (the Elder Demon Lord) asked in a thunderous, furious, almost hysterical tone. Eliga's voice was so oppressed by the momentum that she couldn't speak.

"I'm just, just—" Elijah replied again.

"Just what? Just what? If you are not satisfied, just say it. I don't have time to waste!" the Emperor of Tart (the Elder Demon Lord) continued to question in a furious manner.

"I just want to say: Brad, he's not like me. He shouldn't have been. He should have his own way of life, and it was my presence that made him like this. Master. If you want to punish, punish me. Please, let Brad go. Elijah continued to plead.

"Is he really different from you? Look at the way he looks now. I remember when I took you in. Your thirst for power, your hatred for the dragons, and for the whole world! Yes, this is power! This is the power I have made you an incomparable, supreme masterpiece.

So, I'm not punishing him, I'm not torturing him. It's just a matter of letting him face his true self. I will give him infinite power, just like you, and be with you forever. "The words of the Emperor (the Ancient Demon Lord) are simply seductive.

"The hosts. I am eternally grateful to you, always to follow you, and always to serve you. Please let Brad go, you can't let him bear the same fate as me. Elijah continued to plead.

"Shut up! What is fate? My Ancient Demon Lord never believed in fate! What I'm doing now is helping Brad break his fate! Break the shackles of fate! Break fate!—just like you did, if I hadn't helped you break fate.

You'd have died in that place a long time ago. Can you still take revenge on the dragons and destroy them?Can you still see Brad?Now, I can let him be with you forever, isn't that helping him break his fate?Answer me!-" The Emperor of the Tyrants (the Elder Demon Lord) was clearly dissatisfied with Eliga's plea.

"Yes. Master. That's our fate. No one can disobey. Elija apparently had nothing to say and gave in.

"Yes - if you want to talk about your fate, that's me. There is no fate for you except me. Brad's path was his own choosing. It's useless for you to beg me. Looking at his current appearance, isn't it said again: Master, please help me break my fate. Ha, ha. "The Emperor of the Ancients is very satisfied with his theories.

God said, Let there be light. And so there was light. When Brad raised his Excalibur and slashed it down, a blow shattered the boundless darkness. Pure white light shone on Brad's face and body. Everything around them changed from darkness to brightness in the blink of an eye.