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The Allies had begun a full-scale counterattack, and countless German spirits were crying in mid-air. In contrast, in the south, those countless wills that emitted scorching light converged into a huge roar that echoed in my ears for a long time.

I'm still a monster, and this roar almost robbed me of the courage to go forward again, because they were so open, so heroic......

In the world, nothing has been lost, but sometimes it is hidden.

Location: Camat, southern France

A cold-eyed woman stood in front of me, expressionless, the red mist of the smell of death dissipating into the starlit night.

Black mourning clothes, black veil, all you can see is a weak body containing the indomitable will.

Ghost Knight and his companion were much taller than the lady, but I felt like they were looking up at the wife who had lost her husband.

Between the knight and the woman was a baby whose crying voice was getting weaker, for a sharp blade had pierced the child's abdomen.

Revenge comes at a price, and the death of the other party is the moment when the sweet fruit is chewed.......

There were no crazy laughs, no tears of sadness, just a chill.

Countless magicians, young and old......

All that responded to them was the huge alchemy array on the ground.

All the resistance is not as good as a single clapp, and all the wailing and begging for mercy are only silent.

No mercy, no mercy, no pain,

Yes, but a slight sigh in a burst of red light......

Finally, in an unknown place, the revenge came to a halt.

"All those involved in the massacre are dead, why are you still wielding butcher knives!"

A long-haired young man, leaning against a withered tree, looked angrily at me and my comrade-in-arms named Leila.

She's a timetraveler and the strongest crosser I've ever seen.

Utterly powerful, utterly ruthless, looking down on the earth like a god, without mercy or touch.

The reason why I followed her was because she had the ability to block the Demon King's search for me.

The Philosopher's Stone, which is condensed from millions of lives, can achieve miracles and block the prying eyes of the Demon King.

But...... I can't stand what she's doing anymore!

When I saw the young man who came to stop us alone, knowing that he was no match for us, just to let some women and children escape, I knew that I could not bear it any longer!

The lightning knew what I was thinking, and with a soft hiss, it carried me between Leila and the youth.

Leila stared at us for a long time with cold eyes, and when I was too nervous to take the initiative, she sighed and turned away.

I handed over the hot-blooded young man named Aresta to our collaborator, a doctor who looked like a frog. Then caught up with Leila.

She was in London, negotiating with Churchill.

All the magicians were not allowed to leave London, or she could be killed, and as long as the magicians stopped their research on killing innocents, she would no longer pursue her original vengeance.

It's the most unfair agreement I've ever seen, but no one has questioned it.

Let the witch's revenge end here, no matter what, the living are the most important.

A few days later, we set up at Stonehenge in England.

"I'm tired of killing mortals, and you're tired of hiding and hiding, right?" The companion said in a natural tone, "Kill that haunting Mephisto, and then break up the gang and go their own way!" ”

I agree with her because I miss my hometown more and more, and I miss the place that haunts me every day, and if I close my eyes, I can see those clear eyes.

Maybe Mephisto can live a long time, but I can't take it anymore!

I contacted Shen Gongbao and Kaobaike, and Leila found a fellow named Medea.

Five traversers.

And we will face Mephisto and his army of Hell.

This is the first time in this world that the traversers have taken the initiative to join forces.

Let the Demon King of Hell bear witness to the strength and faith of us visitors from another world!

Crazy flames rose from all sides, and the familiar laughter resounded in the sky again......

"My knight, my food, this is the place where you bow down to my kingship!"

Ever since I left Paradise Island, I knew that when I met the Demon King again, it would be the final battle between us.

I couldn't put it off any longer, my thoughts were already irrepressibly drifting to the endless grassland.

The purple flame is nothing but the great tree on the mountain that always carries hope against the thunder

The sea of blood at his feet is nothing more than that rippling lake

The demons that pounced on me were neighbors with friendly smiles

There are many things that are difficult when you don't find the right way, but as long as you find the right way, it's easy.

That's how horses race, that's how they drink, how they kill.

Dealing with the Demon King is actually no exception.

Demon King, that's all......

Finally, it's all over......

The huge Demon Sealing Array echoed with the howls of the Hell Demon King, and the sea of blood and flames turned into patches of smoke and dissipated into the dawn sun.

The familiar symphony of the rising sun sounded all around, and everywhere, hope was higher than despair.

I'm going home, I'm going to see my wife!

The scarred knight turned on his horse, and the valley echoed with a cry of love

"Me! Carter Slade! Homecoming! ”

The familiar prairie, the familiar smell of grass, everything is so familiar

The bell for the afternoon prayer still rings in the church, and the wooden house I built with my own hands still stands.

An old lady in her twilight was lying in a rocking chair, and the handsome cowboy was still up to half kneeling beside her......

"I ...... Came back......"

Lang lives in a township and a sister in a township,

The mountains are high and the water is long, and the road is long.

One day the mountains will turn into water,

I hope that two townships will become one township.

The story of Ghost Rider Carter ends.

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Author, Nighthawk Commando.