Nick watched from afar as the crashing sound echoed the heavens and the earth.

The huge pillar of light broke through the sky, and a silver thread could be seen in the wasteland thousands of miles away.

"Who did this?" He asked in a low voice, with an irrepressible coldness in his words, "Is it you?" ”

"In order to gain the trust of the north, I have long given up all my soul power, and the only thing I can do is to barely survive in your consciousness, what do you think I can do?" The voice in his head asked rhetorically, he thought that he was only retaining his consciousness, which could always slowly affect this soul, who knew that he would be affected by the other party, it was really unlucky, this guy was simply a monster!! His will is simply not something that anyone can influence.

"You know the rift problem, who else?" He asked.

"Arinda who knows is dead, and the demon lord Alan must also know, as for the rest, Alinda doesn't know who she will sue except me." Tarn's remnant soul also looked at the silver thread in the sky through Nick's eyes.

The man who killed him is finally dead...... It can't be, how can it be so easy?

No, it should have been that easy, because he would have come even if he knew.

He was as willing to protect the world as he was to stop Crimson Star alone.

So he finally died.

What is kindness in this twisted and cruel world? What is life?

As long as there is a living person, that person will multiply.

What does it matter if you die?

Why are they more valuable than our friendship?

I treat you as a brother, how many times have I blocked danger for you, we have both saved each other's lives more than once, why don't you even spare my wife and children?

See, that's the price you paid for betraying me.

"It's you who betrayed." Nick clenched his fingers slightly, his beautiful blue eyes gradually turned scarlet and sharp, and bony claws protruded from his phalanges and pierced into his palms, and dark blood dripped to the ground, burning the land.

"I don't want to argue with you about this, let's go, as long as I'm sure he's dead, I'll not live anymore, and I'll give you all my last strength." As a little remnant, Tarn's only obsession is this, "In the future, whether you want to kill all the god-blood clans, or advance to the Holy Light, I don't want to know." ”

He didn't want to be brainwashed by the other party to become a follower of the Holy Light at all, so he might as well die with dignity.

Nick stared at the distant light in a daze, and didn't answer him again.

The rift didn't have portals, so he had to fly through it on his mount.

So it's still too late?

Didn't come and sue him?

"You deliberately sued me so late?" He asked.

"Yes, I want to watch him die, but it's a little late, but it's not too late, is it?" Tarn replied blandly.

"Then you won't see anything!" With that hideous and cold voice, it was a culling from the depths of the soul.

Closing his eyes and making sure there was nothing left in his mind, Nick slowly opened his scarlet eyes, opened his bone claws, and he suddenly pulled the reins and drove the horse wildly.

The white horse under him had been running for a day and a night, and his speed involuntarily slowed down.

The scarlet in Nick's eyes grew heavier and heavier, sharp horns and scales emerged from his white skin, and a pair of dragon wings suddenly spread behind his back, leaving his horse and flying off into the distance.

Until I saw that the white lines in the distance were spreading, rippling like waves, purifying the deep green land, restoring the hideous plants and trees to their original beauty and tranquility, as if changing the green image with countless colors, and the white light surging in all directions like a torrent, reviving the whole world.

Nick instinctively felt the sheer power of the white line.

So what?

He landed calmly on the ground, letting the white line run over him.

It was as if the fire met boiling oil, and the scales on his body burned fiercely, and the speed became a terrifying pillar of fire.

It hurts and hurts more than ordinary flames.

So what?

The flames quickly disappeared, but the lava-like scales did not disappear, but turned pure white like jade.

Yet, he had no time to look at it.

Because in the white light, he saw a figure slowly walking out.

There was no battle armor, no sword, only a white prayer robe, with malachite pins stuck in the chest, and the only decoration on the robe.

The slender fingertips were wrapped around a gray-white silver chain, and only a few of the silver chains composed of small arms still maintained a silver luster, and most of the others had turned gray and white, losing their original elegant color.

He's there alone, and he's completely in Nick's sight.

The scarlet faded from under his eyes, and Nick pounced.

"North—"

Kita caught him, because he saw the pure white scales on the other party's body, as well as the white bone tail, and the body that was completely unbearable, although it had transformed into another holy light life, but the newborn life itself was extremely fragile.

Demon Holy Warrior, after himself, the Enya World has unexpectedly produced another Seed of Holy Light.

That's what Minami said, the surprise of life, right? ――

In the distance, over the wasteland, Alain felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if an enemy was about to rise from the stars.

"Why is he okay? Does the Light also discriminate? Alain looked at the albinist demon who threw himself in his father's arms in the distance, and he was so envious and jealous!

Is there any mistake, the demon of the same species, the same descendant of divine blood, he is even several levels higher than him, and half a year ago, the other party was just a scumbag of war who was afraid to tremble in his hands, but now?

Could it be that his protagonist's aura has been robbed? Why can he be recognized by the Holy Light, evolve and transform directly, and if he enters it himself, he will become a fire, if it is not for Percy's protection, he will directly become a roasted lizard!

"It feels like my father already has a goal." Percy buried her head in his arms and begged for comfort, "My place is thus occupied. ”

"What do you mean?" Alain asked worriedly.

"My father always wanted to raise me to protect the Holy City and the Northern Diocese as long as I reached his height, but then I ......," Percy said after pinching Alain's face, "Now that he has found a new seed, that child should be fully cultivated by him, if nothing else, it will be him." ”

"Father is good, why do you want to train a successor so early?" Alain asked curiously.

"Because it takes a very long time to cultivate, with our own bloodline, it may only take ten years to reach the legend, and the later it is, the slower the upgrade, the opportunity and faith, talent and persistence are indispensable, and there is still the danger of falling in the middle, and my father can't wait until then to start cultivating." Although Percy is sad, she is also happy for her father, who has evaded her responsibilities and is really sorry for her father.

"So......" Alain nodded, then shook off Percy and rushed forward.

Percy then watched in amazement as Alain pounced, snatching the Light player named Nick out (he was at least a lot stronger than the other man now) and giving his father a hug.

"Father, it's really good that you're okay!" Alain dared to say that his excitement and tears were not faked at all, and the explosion just now really scared him to death, okay?

Nick staggered to his feet, his pretty blue eyes looking at the boy in front of him who had lifted him out, and he had a tendency to turn scarlet.

Really, he doesn't remember?

The Holy Light is above, this guy almost strangled him in prison back then, and he will see him again when he says something.

Isn't it the bloodline that awakens first?

Nick's hostility is too naked and naked.

Alain also turned his head and looked at each other weakly.

When they looked at each other, sparks seemed to sound in the air.

Both sides have a sense of closeness from blood and a sense of crisis from the depths of their consciousness.

"Nick Halagaland." Nick offered to reach out.

"Alain." Alain withdrew from the arms of His Excellency North, also stretched out his hand, and said his name, orphans and ordinary commoners do not have surnames, and most of the commoners with surnames are left by nobles who have become commoners for various reasons.

"I have a hunch that we have the same last name." Nick said that his expression was calm, but the strength of the handshake was not calm at all, and if it was not Alain's claw in his hand but a stone, it would have been reduced to a small fragment by now.

"Oh, thank you, no need, I have the same surname as Lord North now, you can call me Alain Fareland." Alain released a taunt on the side, and the strength of his hand was not lighter than that of the other party.

Nick choked on for a moment, and he glared at Alan almost with a look of embarrassment, but Alain responded with a smile as a compliment.

However, Nick quickly adjusted, and he said coldly, "It's an honor to meet you, Madame Fareland!" ”

He called the word lady very seriously.

"Thank you." Alain turned his head to the north and asked, "Father, what went wrong just now?" ”

They had been watching from afar just now, but they were afraid of causing the vigilance of the North of Light and being misunderstood by their father, so they didn't dare to get too close, and they didn't even dare to peep with magic, so they came a little late.

"It's settled, let's go back." North did not mention much.

"It's hard for me to survive that kind of Cheng Dù's annihilation attack." Percy looked at the hole that had been quickly filled by the Holy Light, and his heart palpitated, "Father, how did you do that?"

Of course, it is not difficult to avoid it, but when the seal is sealed, there is only hard resistance, and it is completely impossible to escape, otherwise the seal will fail, God knows how scared he was when he saw it, if it wasn't for Alan holding him, he almost couldn't control himself.

"It took some borrowed time." Kita took out the pocket watch that had already dimmed more than half of the silver ring, and shook it lightly, and then put it away.

"Are you really alright?" Percy still looked at him with some concern.

So he took a step forward and comforted the child with a hug.

"Don't worry."

Percy lowered her eyes: "It's okay." ”

Alain and Nick squinted at the same time, increasing their strength with some displeasure, and the soft sound of bones could be heard between their hands.

The treatment of his own son is really different.