"Boom——! boom——! boom——!boom ——!......"

As the loud noises became more frequent, the earth shook more violently, and the surviving witchers and night watchmen looked around nervously or stared at Carl Colin's every move.

The earth and rocks continued to fall, and the Golovin hills at its feet seemed to be a very restless beast that wanted to clean its body of the "lice" that disgusted it.

"Bang ————!!!!"

Without warning, the staircase suddenly disintegrated and collapsed with the vibration, turning into shattered earth and rocks that fell to the ground from a height of 300 meters.

The demon hunters, cut off from their retreat, didn't even think about it, and watched as their badly wounded robes fell along with the rubble, and they were already standing on the edge of the cliff, unable to turn back.

"Luther, Robert... And Rosa they fell!"

"Gather your formation and stay vigilant!"

"No! At this time, you should disperse the formation to reduce the possibility of being affected!"

"No, now is the time to immediately attack the Heavenly Dome Palace, and take this opportunity to defeat the Black Cross Serol!"

"Ridiculous! The dignified Black Cross, is it so easy to defeat?!"

"There's no better chance than now!"

...... The deafening roar was mixed with countless panicked sounds, and an uneasy aura enveloped everyone's hearts.

"Everybody—get down!"

At that moment, Carl Colin's roar rang like a bell.

Without hesitation, everyone immediately fell to the ground, their eyes full of fear widened in the tremor, and their mouths pursed.

The source of the shaking was the Heavenly Dome Palace.

Although he didn't know what Isaac's plan was, Karl Colin could clearly feel the entire Golovin Hill from the tremors... in the decline.

The Golovin hills, forcibly twisted by the power of the void or some kind of evil god, are being restored to their rightful form by Isaac.

Carl Colin didn't know what the principle was; That is, no matter what force forcibly pulls the entire hill into this shape, once that force suddenly disappears, the Golovin hill will never return to its original appearance like a spring.

It is more likely that it should be like a tower or a castle, which will collapse with a bang.

And if the Golovin Hill, which was forcibly dragged to 300 meters, suddenly fell, it would at least be enough to reduce the entire imperial capital of Golovin to ruins.

As for its true power, it was simply not something he could imagine!

Therefore, they don't need to do it at all, this kind of explosion that can destroy everything, a hundred evil god shells are finished, and it is impossible for the entire emperor to have anything alive, and even the ground may sink into a natural pit that cannot be described in words.

If even this level of strength can't take out Black Cross Serol, then there is no point in a few dozen exhausted demon hunters, and they will only be sent to death.

"Isaac Grantham ......" Lying on the shaking staircase, Carl Collin, whose face was expressionless, sighed:

"I knew he was the scariest guy next to Lord Loren......"

"Boom ————————!!!!"

The loud sound of the hill collapsing silenced all sounds.

..............................

"It's over. ”

Inside the church's sanctuary, a "man" who exuded a faint light and shadow stared at Serol and spoke softly.

If Loren were here at the moment, he would be able to recognize "him" at a glance as the guy who had helped him in mastering the second valve... The existence of the self-proclaimed "Holy Cross".

The roar and tremor of the collapse never stopped, but the small temple was as safe as ever, and there was no ripple at all.

"The end... What do you mean?" stared at the light and shadow, and the calm Serol dismissed:

"I'll admit that Isaac Grantham is a very good wizard who will one day surpass Logan in a hat... The existence that leads the change of the times, even at the lowest level of prediction, will at least create achievements that are not inferior to those of the Dragon Kingdom. ”

"Someday... Not now. ”

Serol shook his head:

"It's good to be aware of my flaws and shortcomings, but it's not enough to stop me - it's still a slight possibility to open the second valve, but now... His level of emptiness is far below me, and trying to hinder me is just delusional. ”

"Isaac Grantham, he's only a piece at best... It's just a stumbling block. ”

"If you want to rely on him to stop me, you really can't do anything, Holy Cross, my ......"

"Shadow!"

As the words fell, the figure that emitted a glimmer of light did not move, clinging to the Holy Cross sculpture, blocking the nine-pointed star chalice hidden in it.

In the bleak and dead silence of the temple, the figure seemed to be a lone lamp at the end of the midnight road, illuminating the last bit of light.

"I know. ”

The figure spoke, "Isaac Grantham can't defeat you, or even stop you. ”

Selior paused slightly.

"I also know very well that no one in this world can defeat you, because I am your shadow, the creature and the imprint of your mind, and I know very well what your existence means to this world. ”

"Everything is in your expectation, everything is ... Prosperity, decay, destruction, rebirth... It's all in your plans. ”

"For them, time is continuous, but this seemingly continuous time is a completely closed loop for you - the beginning, is the end, each step, is an established fact, no one can change, because they appear for the sake of the fact, exist to make things happen. ”

The calm narration of the Holy Cross seems to feel the continuation of time.

But to Black Cross, it sounded more like a mockery.

"That's right, there can't be a being in this world that is enough to defeat me—a thousand years, or a closed-loop layout, your birth, control of the Void, erosion of the material world, and even destruction... Complete plan, flawless implementation, every step of the way I figured out. ”

"Success is inevitable, because there is no such thing as a world that can defeat me. ”

"The ...... of this world"

The indifferent Seriel accentuated his tone, mixed with unspeakable anger.

The "people" shrouded in light and shadow bowed slightly.

"Loren... He is not a being of this world, he is a 'stranger'. ”

"You can feel how much the world fears you—the despair, so that the world will not hesitate to extradite all those who do not obey all the rules to this world, and gamble on the possibility of destroying the world, but also to stop you. ”

"The Wimpal Academy, which was supposed to be destroyed by the rebellion of wandering wizards, escaped her calamity, and the ancient wood forest elves who were exterminated in the Ogre Rebellion survived;"

"Ain Rand, who was tortured for his identity exposed, did not die at the hands of the Church of Lothair, and Isaac Grantham, who was killed penniless during the Ebotden riots, became your... Stumbling block. ”

The Holy Cross, who paused, seemed to feel the irony in it:

"Rusen, the illegitimate son of the Wirtz family... You should have died as a deserter on Broken Border Mountain, but now you stand outside this gate, and the nameless Knight of the Church is the only one you have tried and almost succeeded in stopping you... Sword of Oath. ”

"That's your little trick. ”

Serol said coldly.

"Yes, but who caused it, who made the change, who changed all this, and made waves of the established facts?" said the Holy Cross softly:

"Loren. ”

"Asrael, Dalton Kander, Rutt Infinit, Mezca, Corona, Brandon, Eckhart, Conod, Fitlonai... Lothair, Ancient Wood Forest, Ebolden, Broken Boundary Mountain, Dragon King, Golovin, Red Blood Castle, Great Green Sea, Silverhelm Mountain......"

"Your plan, your perfect plan, in his chance after opportunity... Fragmented!"

"So you have to understand that it seems to me that this change does validate a certain possibility... The qualifications of this stranger have indeed surpassed the level of 'stumbling blocks'. ”

"He... Enough to be a threat to you. ”

The light of the Holy Cross gradually dimmed, and the light and shadow emitted seemed to be swallowed up little by little by the darkness around it.

"Ridiculous. ”

Black Cross's tone grew colder:

"I can understand the dying throes of this world, and I wouldn't be surprised in the slightest about what it does, but you... Holy Cross ......"

"Why refuse your mission? Don't you know what it's all for, what it means?"

"Or would you rather entrust the life, death and fate of the world to a stranger who has nothing to do with this world, to an existence that has no plan at all, and unconditionally believe that he can change the fate of all this and let the whole world continue?"

"I don't know, no one knows. The Holy Cross shook his head:

"Before the advent of Loren Turin, the fate of this world was already sealed, everything was already a fact, everything was going on in an orderly manner, everything... Nothing will change. ”

"But now, everything is changing. ”

"Those who should have died are still alive, but those who should have been alive have been wiped out, the dragon city is destroyed, and the evil gods are once again on your side, even I... Your shadow... also become a member of the fight against you. ”

"What a ridiculous, terrible change... No one knows what the future holds. ”

"Everything that is established in the hands of this stranger has countless possibilities, the possibility of change, different and even new information, and everything is no longer predictable, something that can be clearly known. ”

"For this unpredictable, uncertain, terrible change......" Saint Cross murmured:

"I can do whatever it takes. ”

"Ridiculous!"

It was still indifferent, but Seliol's mood fluctuated significantly:

"An unpredictable, uncertain future... For those, to put the world in the hands of a stranger - I can't believe it, this is what I would have said in the past. ”

"Of course you can't understand it. ”

In the fading light and shadow, the voice had a hint of sadness and desolation: "You... Seliol... It is no longer the same person you once was, and it is no longer an existence that is always full of desire and pursuit for the future, knowledge and uncertainties. ”

"The moment you spy on the end of the world, carrying the world becomes a weight you can't afford - saving the world, avoiding the end, and closing the loop that imprisons you. ”

"Shut up. ”

Quietly looking at Serol's slightly distorted expression, the Holy Cross did not stop talking: "But for this world... Neither the void nor the matter, nothing new is injected, no new power, wisdom and information to change it... With the existence of quantitative, destruction is inevitable. ”

"The flames will eventually be extinguished, the waters will eventually dry up, and the repeated messages will not appear new, but will surely cause the existence of these messages to be divided, to devour each other, until they end. ”

"Live... Mouth. ”

"I know you created me to change the Void, but the truth is that my existence only hastened the process—when all the Void is destroyed, the Void without new information will surely collapse. ”

"And if the void collapses, and you rely on corrosion, and finally rule the material world, what will you become in the end, and what will become of this world? The shattered world and the lonely ghosts that roam it, will return everything to silence, waiting for the day when the fire will light up the darkness again......"

"Shut up!"

With an angry roar, the last bit of light that illuminated the darkness was almost snuffed out by the Black Cross himself.

Behind the translucent Holy Cross, the nine-pointed star chalice emerged from the sculpture and was suspended in midair.

A faint gray-blue glow connected it to the gray-blue vortex of the dome to the ground, and the slowly rotating body of the cup was engraved with various intricate runes.

That is to compare the information in the void with the existence of the material world, and to connect them with each other, and to set the rules... Ancient runes.

"You can't understand my plans, you can't understand the importance of all this... I don't blame you, I just pity you, the shadow I once was. ”

After a pause, as if to calm the waves of emotion, Serial shook his head: "But I will not give everything that belongs to me to a stranger; ”

"The world, the destiny, the future... It will continue in my hands, and it will be in my hands......"

"It's coming to an end. ”

..............................

"Boom ——————!!!!"

The huge arm fell with a thud, and smoke and dust kicked up.

Holding the unconscious little wizard, Vera the Night's Watch closes her eyes tightly as the world plunges into darkness.

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

Am I dead?

The cold shivering of the body, the pain of the wounds that have not yet healed and the tired and overtired muscles over and over again make it a very luxurious thing to pass out.

So... I'm alive?

Vera, who was inexplicably a little ridiculous, cautiously opened her eyes.

The huge arm of the evil god hovered less than two or three meters above her head.

And blocking it was a black-haired and robed figure, facing the evil god... Laugh?

"It's been a long time, remember me......"

"Madska. ”