The city of London in the early hours of the morning has lost its popularity during the day, and the quaint streets really have a kind of reminiscent of the 18th century.

Renault loved the rustic retro feel, and it was the only comfort the city had to offer him. In the dead of night, he would take a walk on the deserted streets.

But there was a faint eerie thing about the streets tonight besides the silence, and Renault had never felt this way, as if someone would come out of the shadows and grab him by the throat at any moment.

He tried to get the feeling out of his mind, but he couldn't. Something wasn't right, he looked back at the empty street, someone was following me, and it was well hidden.

He suddenly turned around, but saw a black-robed man standing in front of him, who was originally empty. The black-robed man wore an iron mask on his face, the shape of the mask was like a skeleton like a grim reaper, and the eyes reflected a sense of terrifying horror, as if the real Grim Reaper was standing in the middle of the road.

"Liquidators. Renault called out his name in a low voice. "You're a good dog for Winter, why are you here?"

Renault had already recognized him, the most notorious man in the infamous Wild Hunt, and if the Wild Hunt was the synonym for killing, then he was the Grim Reaper behind the killing. The Reckoner is directly under the captain, and there is only one person in the hunt who can hold this title, he is ruthless, he has no mercy, he does not even have a name, he is a devil hidden behind the name of absolute justice.

The black-robed man didn't care about Renault's insult, but took out a slender scythe from his waist, and as soon as he pulled the handle of the sickle, a long iron chain was pulled out by him.

"Death Scythe. Renault said, looking at his weapon. "Are you going to show your housekeeping skills? That's fine, I'll accompany you to the end. ”

The reckoner did not reply, he tightened the chains with his left hand, and lowered the blade of the scythe with his right hand, and suddenly his eyes tightened, and then he pulled the chains, and the screech of the scythe piercing through the air resounded in the empty streets.

Renault didn't dodge, and at the moment when the blade was about to approach him, he activated the power of his own holy word, and the slender blade passed through his photonified body, but did not hurt him.

The Reckoner pulled back the scythe, his eyes hidden behind the mask staring at Renault back to his original form, his eyes full of hatred, and Renault was not facing a man, but a beast that could only kill.

He tugged at the chain again, the scythe spinning in the air and another piercing scream, but Renault still didn't dodge, allowing the scythe to strike him again and sink deep into the ground through the photonified him.

"You should know that this is useless, and you have no chance of winning if you fight me. Renault looked at the mask of the liquidator, and a wave of desolation welled up in his heart. This man has lost all his humanity, even his name has been abandoned, and now he is just a monster who can kill, which is really sad for this world.

"It doesn't matter. The Reckoner spoke, and for the first time Renault heard his voice, a hoarseness that seemed to have passed through countless years came from behind the ghostly mask.

"You can talk. "I thought you couldn't speak anymore, but I didn't think I was wrong." ”

The reckoner's face was completely hidden under the mask, making it impossible for Renault to read his expression, but his voice was so low: "I have come by order of darkness to completely wipe you out for the sake of absolute justice." ”

"Was it Winter's order, you are really a good dog for him, even if he asked you to send him to death, would you go?"

"You are not allowed to tarnish the name of darkness and righteousness any longer. The Liquidator's tone finally changed, "Before Winter, I was the Liquidator of the Wild Hunt, I served three captains, and what I want to carry out is not the orders of the captains, but the true absolute justice. ”

"And what is the absolute justice that you are going to judge me?" shouted Renault. "What crime have I committed?"

"You let the betrayer Glenn Brown go. "The Wild Hunt is not to be betrayed, and the betrayer will only end up in a dead end, this is the creed we abide by, and it is not allowed to be blasphemed." ”

"He doesn't belong to us anymore. Renault retorted. "When a person's heart has completely rebelled against something, you can no longer control him, Glenn has recognized his own path, and he will not return to darkness. ”

"And what do you do? We asked you to save him, let you heal him, not to betray him. He should continue to serve us, and if he refuses, you should kill him, and you just let him go. ”

"Sure enough. Renault smiled wryly. "Isn't it possible to communicate normally with someone like you who lives in the dark forever?"

"You have also defiled the Creed, and your fate will be the same as that betrayal, and all that awaits you is death!" the Reckoner leaped to his feet, swinging his scythe in his hand reflecting a deadly glow in the moonlight, but Renault photonized his attack in advance.

"You can't hit me at all, so why should you judge me?" said Renault, who had regained his human form. "Stop doing this futile thing, you should also learn to let go. ”

"You may have been through a lot of battles. The liquidator said with a scythe in his hand around Renault. "But I've been through more battles than you, and the number of people who have died at my hands is in the tens of thousands, and you don't think I'm helpless just because you can photonize. ”

"What!?" Renault felt something was wrong with his body, an indescribable paralyzing sensation running through every nerve in him, making his movements stiffen.

"My three attacks make sense. The liquidator said in a low voice. "Every attack is designed to maximize your photonized body contact with the blade, maybe physical slashes won't work for you, when my death scythe isn't just for a knife. ”

At this time, Renault's knees weakened, and the whole person fell directly to the ground, he tried to enter the photonization, but found that the original golden light was mixed with black light particles.

"There is a black light attached to this knife. The liquidator looked at Renault who had fallen to the ground. "It's a kind of dark matter extracted from a laboratory that can erode matter and convert what it touches into dark matter, including light particles. It may sound like a physical change, but if it's placed on the human body, it's different. ”

It was so hot, the pain was unbearable! Renault felt as if his whole body was about to burn, and there was a sharp pain in the Word on his arm. He wanted to get up, but all the nerves in his body were paralyzed, and it was so difficult for him to even move a finger.

"Your time of death has come, Renaud Ike, and you will die at my hands, at the hands of the absolute justice I represent. ”

What are you kidding? I can't die now, I still have something to do, how can I just give up before that thing is done! Reynolds didn't want to give up, he stubbornly wanted to twist his body, but in vain after all, he didn't even move a centimeter.

"The time has come. The reckoner glanced up at the moon, and the soft moonlight seemed so cruel to his eyes. The scythe he raised, his eyes fixed on Renault's neck, and it only took one blow for him to kill.

It's time to hit the road, that's the price of your betrayal. The blade of the scythe swung down, and Renault was about to die under the knife, but suddenly time seemed to stop, and the blade that was supposed to fall came to an abrupt end less than a centimeter from Renault's neck.

"I can't move. "The liquidator wanted to swing the scythe, but he couldn't do it anyway. Something held the blade in place, holding it firmly in its current position.

"He can't die now, at least for now. Glenn Brown walked out of the gloomy alley, the two fingers of his right hand visibly bent.

"You did it. The reckoner turned to look at him. "You traitor, did you actually send it to the door yourself?"

"I admit I'm a traitor. Glenn continued to approach and rubbed shoulders with the liquidator. "But I have never betrayed justice, you want to kill your compatriots who fight side by side, is this your absolute justice?"

"Rhetoric. The Reckoner wanted to attack Glenn, but only then did he realize that it wasn't just the blade, but even his entire body was firmly bound.

Glenn leaned down and reached out to feel Renault's pulse, who was almost fainting, and after making sure he still had a heartbeat, he lifted Renault's arm to help him up.

"You want to save him?" the reckoner twisted his neck with difficulty, "Then you'd better kill me now, or I'll continue to hunt you down to the end!"

"I'm not going to kill you. Glenn cast a sad look at him. "You've been in the dark for so long that you've almost forgotten what a human being is, and you're miserable, aren't you? ”

"You're going to regret it. Anger twitched in the reckoner's pupils, "Soft-heartedness is just weakness, you have completely reneged on the Creed, and you have gone from a powerful post-triumvirate to a sympathetic waste!"

"Scold as much as you like!" Glenn seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. "If insulting me gives you solace, then you can go on scolding. However, compassion is not a waste, but a virtue that one must possess to be a real human being. ”

"Real people......" The reckoner hesitated, for the first time in so many years, someone had told him what a real person was like, and this was actually from someone who had also lived in the dark for a long time, and this was the first time he felt that his concept had been impacted.

"If you want to know, drag the ropes of darkness. Glenn helped Renault towards the end of the street. "At the end of the darkness there must be light, and when we abandon human feelings, we will no longer be able to win!"

When Glenn and Renault finally disappeared completely, the shackles of the liquidators were finally untied.

When did I stop looking like a human? He reached out to the mask he had worn for an unknown number of years, but all he received was a cold touch. "Damn!" the Reckoner roared and slammed his fist into the ground, blood pouring from his wounds, but he only felt numbness.

Human, I didn't need that name for a long time, he roared inwardly. For the sake of justice in the dark, even if he gives up everything in human beings, he is willing, the world needs them to maintain, those bright brilliance is just hypocrisy, only what they represent is true justice.

"I will carry out my absolute justice. He sliced his bloodied hand across the cold mask. "Human, I don't want such a name! My justice is absolute, and I will not spare any betrayers!"

The streets are silent again, and even if someone wakes up early tomorrow, they won't notice the strangeness of last night, this is a story buried in the dark, and only those who have experienced it will remember.

At this time, there were still 20 hours before the start of the war.