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Sulfona wants to kill Tifa. She had no way of knowing why she was doing this, or what the consequences would be. But Sulfona just wanted to break Tifa's delicate neck. This person wants to abandon herself, she dislikes her ugliness, she dislikes her inability to use demonic power, she exposes the past she is unwilling to face. Moreover, Tifa is now a deserted warrior, and there will be nothing wrong with killing it. Perhaps, Sulfona will be rewarded by the organization for this.

Seeing that Tifa was not dodging, Sulfur chose to block her attack with her broadsword. This means that Tifa no longer has the confidence to dodge the blow and chooses to try his luck. Tifa's sword is fast, and her sword may touch Sulfona's body first. But Sulfona felt that it didn't matter at all, because even if it was a back-hit sword, Tifa would be crushed into minced meat by the tyrannical demonic power attached to the sword.

Just kill Tifa.

But to Sulfona's surprise, Tifa's sword didn't choose to pierce Sulfona's delicate abdomen or her fragile neck. Tifa's tip lightly touched the hilt of Sulfona's sword. As Sulfona watched in amazement, the hilt of her sword shattered like a bubble. The blade of the sword, which had lost its hilt, looked like a wild goose whose wings had been broken by a hunter, and after a moment of churning in the air, it fell to the ground. Tifa glanced at Sulfona, then turned to leave. She knew that Qili might notice something, and if she didn't leave, it would be too late. Jaslin gritted her teeth in anger, but she was now holding Doris to interfere with some Tifa at her limit. And the other protagonist of this bizarre battle is frozen in place.

Sulfona's sword was broken, broken from the place where it had been marked. A wonderful pattern of a circle and two vertical lines interlaced split from the middle. Sulfona remembered the meaning of her sword seal.

"The choice of a different path?"

The power that was still surging in his body just now suddenly disappeared as if it had been evaporated. Sulfona felt her internal organs twitch as if they were tearing, and even her eyeballs were throbbing in her sockets. She fell to her knees, unable to move a finger for a long time. Sulfona tried to sense the demonic power, but all she could see was the darkness that hung around her. Along with the illusory power, there was also the short-lived beauty of Sulfona's pretty cheeks. Her hair had turned straw-like and dry, and her features were crumpled together.

However, Sulfona, who had lost her strength and beauty, seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. The anger and tyranny that had been entrenched in her heart for a long time also disappeared. At one point, Sulfona thought it would be nice to surrender her body and mind to anger like this. She is stronger than herself, more beautiful than herself, and more decisive and brave than herself. But Sulfona eventually regained control of herself.

This is because the broken sword mark is a blow to Sulfona. It wasn't until the great sword in her hand snapped that Sulfura noticed the most fundamental thing - perhaps there was no angry Sulfona here. All of Sulfona's actions just now were controlled by herself, and she was the one who wanted to destroy everything and kill Tifa just now. It's just that Sulfona is on a forked path. If Sulfona chooses to continue to be that angry self, to continue to let go of the unbridled emotions in her heart, then she will always be the same Sulfona - powerful, beautiful, but aggressive, with some childlike cruelty. Now she was once again a weak Sulfona, but she had regained her inner peace.

Although, this peace may also be just an illusion.

"Warning?"

Sulfona picked up the broken fragments of the greatsword on the ground. Mr. Sword once said that the sword seal can not only be a symbol of a warrior, but also a warning to a warrior. Sulfona knew that she was in a state of extreme danger just now. Wandering between the two paths, Sulfona wasn't ready for a final choice. This time she managed to restrain her rampage, but maybe not so lucky next time.

Doris slumped to the ground, her already fragile spirit shattered by her confrontation with Tifa. Doris, however, closed her eyes peacefully and chose to sleep in the woods. She knew she had been protected in some sense by Jaslin. Two people with disabilities can not do without each other. Jaslin, on the other hand, came to Sulfona's side with a heavy face, and she looked at the great sword that had broken from the hilt in Sulfona's hand.

"It's incredible, it's the first time I've seen such a thing as a big sword breaking. The greatsword should be very tough, just like a warrior. ”

"There are so many incredible things. Sulfona shook her head, "For example, I never thought that Tifa would defect to the Order, and I was her enemy. And I never imagined that I would accept your help. ”

"Nothing is set in stone. ”

Jaslin fiddled with the fragments of Suona's greatsword as she suddenly screamed in surprise.

"No, your sword is not broken. Just the hilt of your sword...... No, this fracture doesn't look very new, it's been a while. ”

Sulfur squatted down in surprise, and sure enough, the blade of the greatsword was still sharp, but the hilt was completely shattered. Sulfona remembered Tifa's last sword before she fled, why did Tifa go out of her way to stab it at the hilt? Sulfona, who was in a state of rage, didn't notice this, and she didn't care about it. But Sulfona, who had calmed down, saw the same. A vague figure gradually emerged in her mind.

"Is that you...... Mr. Sword?"

According to Tifa's vague description, she did encounter Mr. Sword when she was exploring the organization at night. Since they had become acquainted, would Mr. Sword do anything to Sulfona's sword? Because Tifa knew that Sulfona's sword was wrong, she would choose to stab it at the hilt in that case. The impression of Mr. Sword gradually blurred in Sulfona's heart, he was no longer the loyal elder, his figure was distorted, as if it was the shadow cast on the ground by the demon that night. As for Mr. Sword's reason for doing this, Mr. Sword once mentioned that he had met the daughter of his deceased man, and that was probably Tifa. If Tifa is the daughter of the deceased, then Mr. Sword and Zimmerman should know each other.

By the way, Mr. Jian said that he and his friends from another organization left the organization and wandered around for many years. Mr. Sword's friends are better mixed than him, so could it be Zimmerman? Tifa, who had read Zimmerman's notes, came to Mr. Sword and asked him to do something to the great sword. Perhaps, the person who helped Tifa find out Doris's origin was also Mr. Sword. Mr. Sword has been out and about, and it's not surprising that there are people out there who can help. But why did Mr. Sword do this, and what price did Tifa ask him to pay?

There was another dark cloud hanging over Sulfona's heart. If Mister Sword had lived in Zimmerman's domain for some time, Sulfur would have seen him. Although Mr. Sword may not recognize Sulfur as she is now, Sulfur should be able to recognize Mr. Sword. But the only person she could think of was a doctor who often treated the poor on credit. The doctor's skills were good, and Sulfona remembered the catastrophic evening when her ruts staggered down the path. Perhaps Mr. Sword's leg was also injured by a demon at that time. But Sulfona didn't think the doctor and Mr. Sword looked alike at all.

As doubts multiplied in Sulfona's heart, footsteps suddenly sounded in the distance. Sulfona saw several warrior-looking people running at the front, and although she couldn't make out their expressions, the tension that escaped from the air had been captured by Sulfona. The men in black were faint in the forest, and Sulfur didn't even notice when they came. The first thing that appeared was a sickly face. She strode and galloped in, her face anxious. Sulfona noticed a subtle pulsation of her right eye, shrouded in the blindfold.

Sulfur looked at Qili and the group of warriors and men in black behind her, and suddenly felt a panic. She opened her mouth, but she couldn't say anything. Jaslin patted her on the shoulder, which was even more soothing for Jaslin, who was half a head of the high sulfur.

"I'm not going to say anything. Whether it's what happened when you were a kid, or what Tifa said, or what happened to Virginia and Doris. Jaslin said lightly, "I'll keep my mouth shut." Of course, I promise Doris won't say anything. ”

Sulfona looked at Jaslin in a daze, as if she had met this person for the first time. Jaslin could see the distress in Sulfona's mind—she didn't know how to explain the matter to the Order. And Jaslin was willing to help Sulfona fulfill her lie.

"Why? ...... Haven't you always hated me?"

"As I said, nothing is set in stone. I think I may have misunderstood you before, but you have something special about you - anyway, I admit that you are a warrior. ”

"I ...... I'm a warrior, but I don't understand what it means to be a warrior......."

Sulfona froze in place.

"It doesn't make sense, a warrior is just a warrior. But you have to first figure out what exactly the enemy of the warrior is. ”

"Enemy, you mean me fighting Tifa...... No, it should be a demon, the enemy of the warrior is the demon, and we are the slashers of the silver pupil. ”

Jaslin snorted and laughed.

"Didn't I say that?"

"Yes, it's not right. Jaslin shook his head, "The enemy of a warrior is always ourselves. Our bodies are implanted with demonic flesh, and we become half-human, half-demon. The other self is the first demon we have to face, and the last demon we face. If you can't defeat the demon in your body, then you don't deserve to be called a warrior, you're just a half-demon. Becoming a warrior is a practice of suppressing the demons in one's body. You did, so I recognize you as a fighter. ”

"I ...... ...... in the body Demons?"

Sulfona hesitated and stroked her face, she finally understood now that the anger that had rioted in her heart just now might be the "awakening impulse" that countless senior fighters had faced.

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