Grave.

Particularly... Particularly... Extraordinarily large... Grave.

This is the word that pops into the minds of Isaac and Lusen at the same time after they step into the gate of the Heavenly Dome Palace.

As far as the eye could see, the vestibule, which had been sacred and solemn or bustling in the past, could only faintly see the dark red blood stains left on the ground, which had long since dried up, and the messiness of the ground and the pillars that had been knocked down in obvious haste, told them very plainly what had happened here.

It's only been a little over a month since the maelstrom appeared, the old floors, the accumulated dust, the broken ruins... All kinds of traces and sights seem to have passed thousands of years, and there is no anger at all, like a cemetery.

Isaac Grantham... He knew the power of the Void very well, and he was even the only person in the world other than Loren Turin who knew exactly what the Black Cross was trying to do... At least that's what he thinks himself.

There is no concept of time and space in the void, there is no past and no future, everything is happening in the present... In other words, no matter how you try to stop Seliol, it doesn't mean much, because all you can think of is what has happened or is happening to him.

So those people all failed... Logan in a hat, Roland, the Black Duke, and the wizards of the Dragon Kingdom... All failed.

It was not that they did not try to resist, to struggle, to stop, but it was impossible to stop, and their sacrifice was not meaningless, at least it delayed time, allowing the material world to linger for a while.

But there is a limit to such delays... When the existence of the Void World has been destroyed one by one, and nothing can stop it from opening the barrier between the two realms and allowing the power of the Void to erode the material world... It's just a matter of time.

So, stop Seliol... The idea itself makes no sense.

The only thing that can be stopped is the power of the Void that erodes the material world.

Void... This emotion is mixed with information, the power that exists because it doesn't exist... When it is in the void, it has no concept of time and space, but once it appears in the physical world, it is immediately given a certain meaning.

It's like words... The symbol itself does not have the concept of time and space, but when it is expressed in a material way, engraved on stone and written in ink, the existence of this dependence is no longer just a symbol, but something that actually exists.

Isaac can't stop Seriel, but he can find a way to interrupt the Void's erosion of the material world, and the process of breaking the barrier between the two realms is at least until the entire world is eroded by the Void and becomes his bag, Serol can't stop it.

For a little hope, he came to this cemetery-like Heavenly Dome Palace... Because this is the last chance, because this time it is his friend and apprentice, Loren Turin, who will stand in front of Seriel.

The frightened two men wandered aimlessly in the desolate and silent palace, constantly looking around, as if there would be a tide of monsters composed of thousands of rotting corpses, or mutated monsters and evil gods, emerging from some corner that they could not even notice.

Even they faintly wished that it would be like this, because the whole palace was too quiet, and the silence was abnormal, which made both of them feel uneasy in their hearts.

"We... Is it too late?" his eyes kept scanning his surroundings, and an exhausted Lusen searched like a hound for an enemy that might not even exist.

"No, it can't be. Isaac's voice trembled a little, and he tried desperately to force his composure:

"We came at just the right time... Black Cross Serol, he should have just gotten the Nine-Pointed Star Holy Grail, and he is still confronting the Holy Cross, so he doesn't have time to deal with us at all, so... Not sooner, not late, perfect. ”

"That's... What about people?"

"I don't know, maybe they're all dead. ”

"There are no bodies. ”

"It's all hiding. ”

"Where to hide?"

This time Isaac hesitated for a second.

“...... Keep walking, we'll know. ”

The gray-eyed boy nodded, exhausted, he really didn't have much strength to fight with Isaac.

Under the gray-blue vortex, the dim Heavenly Dome Palace was dark, but the two of them didn't need to see the path clearly, they just walked in the direction where the power of the void was strongest and the most intense.

The closer they got to the deeper part of the Heavenly Dome Palace, or the gray-blue maelstrom, the stronger the concentration of the power of the void became, so strong that the two of them felt that they were not walking on land, but were wrapped in some kind of liquid.

The chaotic, ineffable power, full of all kinds of excitement, fear, terrible, disgusting, angry and abominable... Like a huge wave of water, rushing to the face.

Lusen, who had long been eroded by the imprint of the evil god, didn't care much about these things, and couldn't even feel them, but Isaac who followed closely behind him couldn't avoid it, trembling, and doing his best to maintain the barrier of the spiritual temple so that he wouldn't go crazy immediately.

In the darkness, the two lonely men continued to walk deeper into the Heavenly Dome Palace.

When they passed through the premise, the main hall of the Heavenly Dome Palace was in front of them, and the two of them were stunned

"Uh... All right. ”

Stunned for a minute, Isaac's wide-eyed eyes spoke: "I think now we all know... Where have all those who disappeared gone? ”

The stunned Lusen didn't speak, but couldn't help but shiver.

Two pairs of eyes, unblinking, staring at the vestibule of the main hall covered with corpses in front of them.

Not a dozen or dozens, but thousands, countless corpses, looking inward from the periphery of the courtyard, along the deep bloodstains through the cloisters and arched bridges, climbing up the stairs... The pile of bones stretches all the way to the main hall gate!

The charred, the alienated by the power of the void, the detached, the headless... Countless corpses, apart from the fact that they were all dead, did not make any difference at all.

The expressions of horror and helplessness, fear and bewilderment, were engraved on the faces that had long been cracked and shriveled;

On the cheeks of death, it seems that they are still unwilling until the last moment, struggling to live the desire to live;

The body eroded and alienated by the power of the void grew a third hand, a second head and fingers all over the body, and the fingers were full of fangs and mouths sticking out of the tongue... Each mouth grew so big, screaming and wailing in the moment before the near-death.

Men, women, children, old men, nobles, knights, warriors, priests, sorcerers, servants, stewards, councillors...... Countless, all kinds of corpses piled together, clothes that have long been torn into rags, it is impossible to tell who is who, and can only roughly guess.

Walking on the road piled up with corpses and bones under their feet, the two people who were in a trance walked straight towards the gate of the main hall.

Walking on the road of corpses, Isaac even felt like he was stepping on a puddle of mud, his feet were deeply wrapped in dirty mud or some kind of liquid, and every step had to be extremely forceful.

The closer you get to the gate, the more incomplete, alienated and mutated corpses there are, the more concentrated and messy they become, and the many corpses have long since decayed and festered, turning into flesh and blood with only their appearance.

The bones everywhere seemed to be silently telling them what had happened here.

When the gray-blue maelstrom appeared, no one expected it, everything happened very suddenly.

The servants of the court panicked, the legionnaires and knights urgently gathered to defend the palace, the panicked nobles tried to flee, some wanted to enter the palace to beg for protection, the wizards and priests put aside their disputes and fled for their lives... The entire Heavenly Dome Palace was in chaos.

And then... The people who escaped from the palace found that the imperial capital outside the Heavenly Dome Palace was already a hell on earth.

There was a pile of soldiers' corpses on the periphery of the palace, shattered to pieces ... The legion tried to maintain order, but to no avail, so they withdrew into the Heavenly Dome Palace and stationed there, trying to keep the monsters out of the palace gates;

The cloisters and arched bridges are lined with dead nobles and servants, with traces of being trampled... After the Golovin Hill was raised, there was nowhere to escape, and the desperate nobles and the people of the court fled into the palace to try to make a last refuge;

But they failed ... On the stairs near the front of the main hall, there is a mixture of mutated and non-mutated corpses... The people corrupted by the power of the Void broke through the soldiers' defenses and began to slaughter all the survivors;

Near the top of the staircase, there are mountains of bones of corrupted mutants... Because they were so close to the vortex that even the last survivors had been corrupted, they attacked the survivors who had taken refuge in the main hall;

They didn't succeed and were kept out of the gates... The mountains of corrosive demon corpses are the best evidence.

The two men standing in front of the gate stopped and looked at the figure standing in front of the main hall.

That figure was the reason why, in the end, the main hall of the Heavenly Dome Palace was not breached.

The two people with different expressions were stunned in unison.

A tall figure, gorgeous armor, long fiery red hair... The knight girl, whose head was low and could not even stand steadily, stood with her sword in her hands, and almost all her weight was pressed on the bloody knight's sword, which was full of collapses.

"Outside... People outside ......"

A low and faint voice sounded, and the knight girl, who sensed the movement, seemed to have exhausted all the strength of her body, and raised her head tremblingly.

The moment he was stared at by those blood-red eyes, Isaac was shocked and stood in place as if he was in a trance.

"Fitrona... De Salion ......"

Even though he knew who the other party was, Isaac was still shocked the moment he saw it.

Because he also has red hair and red eyes, and he looks a little similar, he actually has a good impression of Lina's "relative", and he has a little bit of love for the house and Wu.

"Fitronay, Fetronay, I'm Isaac, Isaac of Lina, let's ......"

Poof!

Before he finished speaking, the gray-eyed young man beside him decisively threw him to the ground.

"Luceen, what are you doing......"

"Wake up, Isaac, she's dead!"

Lusen roared half-coldly and half-helplessly, staring at Isaac's eyes: "You're a wizard, you must know this kind of thing better than me, don't you?!"

Isaac and Lusen, who were lying on the ground, looked at each other, and the two of them silently turned their heads to look at the figure standing in front of the main hall door.

"She's dead, and there's no life left. Lusen whispered:

"The one standing there now is only a shell with the name 'Fitron de Salion' and relying on the power of the void. ”

"Aside from the fact that their appearance hasn't changed, and those Corrupt Demons who have been eroded by the power of the Void... It's no different!"

Looking up, Isaac was silent.

Fitronay, who was supporting his body with a big sword, stood up straight with a trembling body and raised the blade of the sword in his hand.

"Outside... People outside ......"

"No... Forbid... No entry... Main hall ......"

"Stop ......"

"Not allowed... Harm... The man behind the door ......"

"Here... It's just ...... wait."

She paused slowly, as if thinking about something, and hesitated, and pointed the tip of her sword at Lusen, who was at Isaac's side:

"Where I ...... Buried"

His pupils shrank slightly, and Lu Sien, who had a solemn expression, pressed the hilt of his sword with both hands, and put on a posture of preparing for battle.

"Isaac, the past. ”

"Huh?"

"I'll talk about it. Lu Sien whispered, "Go into the main hall, she won't stop you." ”

"Then you ......"

"I... Will be coming in and looking for you soon. ”

After a pause, Isaac lowered his head and strode over.

At that moment, the trembling knight girl... Moved.

"Bell !!!"

The moment the note sounded, Lusen's figure had already rushed to Isaac's side.

Explosive sparks exploded at Isaac's side, and the intertwined dragon knight's spear and blood-stained greatsword ricocheted off each other.

"Shh

Unable to slap a blow, Lusan spat in annoyance, and aimed his short sword in his left hand at the neck of the eldest princess, stabbing straight out, and almost at the same time, the spear of the dragon knight in his right hand was reeled, ready to sweep.

"Whew!"

Expressionless, Fitlonay flicked the blade of her sword and slashed through the stabbing dagger, and the sweeping dragon knight's spear was already mixed with the whistling wind and approached her side.

If you hit it with one hit, you can cut it in half!

"Bell!"

The falling blade of the sword slammed into the blade of the dragon knight's spear.

The gray-eyed boy who lost his balance was suddenly startled, and the short sword in his left hand barely blocked the attacking sword wind.

"Lusen?!"

"Let's go!"

Taking a deep breath, Isaac walked into the main hall without hesitation.

Beyond the gate, only a mountain of corpses remained, and two lonely figures.

"Fitlon Ned Salion... Your Royal Highness the Eldest Princess of the Empire. ”

Staring at the knight's sword aimed at him, the gray-eyed young man raised the blades of his hands and said in a calm tone:

"As you can see, I'm the one who has been corrupted by the power of the Void, and I'm no different from the guys you killed... Hehe, although it's basically self-inflicted, but ah......"

"That doesn't mean I'm going to be obedient and get that pesky guy as he wants. ”

"If I can fall under your sword, it will be an honor in the next life!"