Yes, I know.

Knew it from the beginning.

Cooperate with the action, pin down the enemy's target, interfere with the enemy's attention... These are all excuses for Lord Loren.

From the very beginning, he was ready to fight alone.

"Lusen, stop——!"

The shouts from behind him slowed down the gray-eyed boy's footsteps, and his trembling body forcibly suppressed his urge to turn back.

The hands holding the sword were a little harder.

Looking ahead, the roaring Chakar opened his bloody mouth, deafening, and the tentacles in the sky pounced on him like a swarm of pythons.

One step, one step, one step... In Chakar's crazy roar, the gray-eyed boy rushed straight forward, and under the dark blue hair swept by the wind, a pair of gray-blue eyes were so cold that there was no emotion.

In the next second, countless tentacles covered his vision, but Lusen still didn't mean to stop, he didn't hesitate to rush forward, rushing towards the monster that was about to tear him to pieces.

"Boom ——!!!!"

At the moment when he was about to touch it, the "group of pythons" in front of him suddenly burst into a dazzling golden red, and the roaring firelight instantly invaded his field of vision, burning the tentacles blocking the road ahead.

This is... Turin fire?!

The stench of pus and the smell of burning rotting flesh filled his nostrils, and a shocked Lusen watched as the tentacles turned to ashes before his eyes.

Shocked for only a moment, the cold-eyed gray-eyed boy brandished two sharp blades and rushed headlong into the sea of fire.

Bang——!

The flames parted from the center, and the thin figure burst out of the sea of fire, two sharp blades dragging at the dancing flames, whistling and continuing to pounce on the mad screaming Chakar.

"Lusen?!"

A frightened roar came from behind him again.

"I can do it!"

The gray-eyed boy who gritted his teeth and his eyes widened angrily roared:

"I can kill him!"

The galloping figure was like a swift wind, and nothing could stop him.

Lord Loren... There is a very "special" pride.

In most cases, he does not take the lives of others, nor does he take his own life or death seriously, he can risk his life for the sake of an idea, to fight enemies that he does not dare to imagine;

It was as if this life was just a dream for him.

But... As long as he considers a "friend", he will do everything to protect it, and he does not care about the other party's opinion, and those excuses and lies are more like what he says to himself.

The gray-eyed boy who suddenly looked up saw countless tentacles spitting out from Chakar's open mouth.

While running wildly, his eyes glanced lightly behind him, and the figure who had obviously been entangled by countless tentacles was still looking at him anxiously.

Only by killing Chakar, or the Evil God Shell, can the more than 50,000 Bynboi coalition troops safely retreat from the battlefield, otherwise it is impossible for anyone to leave.

Or, even if you can't kill him, you can evacuate if you can keep Chakar's attention and buy enough time for the army.

When the time comes, even if he dies, the empire will be able to take over;

Lord Loren, he's well aware of this... If you win, you don't need to say much;

lost, and he was the only one who died.

But Lord Loren, I have my own pride.

Seeing you lose this kind of thing, I... Absolutely unacceptable!

From where he was standing now to Chakar, there were only thirty steps left.

Thirty steps... It's just the distance of a charge.

Tentacles poured out of Chakar's mouth, and from all visible angles and directions, they pounced mercilessly towards the figure of the gray-eyed boy.

Instead of dodging, Lusen pounced head-on.

"Poof——!

The dragon knight's spear in his left hand backhanded sword, directly splitting the tentacles that rushed towards his face door from the middle!

With the help of this moment's "idleness", the gray-eyed young man's figure was on one side, and at the same time as he could avoid the two tentacles, the short sword in his right hand had already slashed down.

The converging tentacles gradually encroached on all of his vision, and Keben couldn't see the direction ahead.

But thirty steps ... I don't need to see it so clearly.

The goal is right in front of you!

"Poof——!

The tentacles pierced by the short sword were still struggling violently, and gray-blue pus spilled from the wound; the gray-eyed boy just took advantage of the situation to block the "giant python" that pounced from the front, and his left hand took the opportunity to drop with a sword, cutting off the tentacles that were wrapped around his ankles.

In the face of hundreds, countless "obstacles", the gray-eyed boy with his shoulders fluttering kept moving, turning, dodging, and rolling......

Use all means, all methods, and kill a bloody path in the overwhelming tentacles!

It's almost there, Chakar... He's right in front!

Rush over and kill him, and you can help Lord Loren end this war, this chaotic, cruel, and ridiculous war!

"Poof——!

He pierced through the last tentacle that pounced on him, and then slashed it with a backhand, and Lusen, who was covered in a thick layer of pus, finally stood in front of Chakar.

And also... Twenty steps.

The gray-eyed boy with an indifferent expression stepped forward, his eyes fixed on the hideous and vicious face.

"Loren... Turin ——!!!!"

Roaring with rage, Chakar's expression became more and more frantic, even... There was a hint of fear.

That's right, you should be afraid.

You've killed so many innocent warriors, so many Boi, Byrnes, Dwarves, and you centaurs... Even their corpses have been forcibly occupied by you and become part of your ugly body.

Now I'm going to avenge them, you......

Shouldn't you be afraid?

"Go! Dead ——!!!!"

With a roar, the gray-eyed boy with a fierce expression on his face rushed towards Chakal's still roaring head.

Countless tentacles rushed towards him from above, behind him, left and right, in front of him.

At that moment, the serpentine rune on the back of Lusen's neck "burned" again.

Countless messages poured into his mind in an instant, everything he saw in front of him was dissected and analyzed, and his body seemed to have consciousness, and he didn't need to think at all, more than a hundred options had already emerged automatically.

And when the decision is made, the limbs and body will naturally move according to their choice.

Unreserved, Lusen chose the most direct method.

Rush over... Without dodging or dodging, he hit it hard, and used the dragon knight's spear from the front to pierce Chakar's head.

The indifferent pupils suddenly shrank, exuding a cold and piercing killing intent, and the thin body turned into the afterimage of the surprise attack.

The sudden spurs of the bone spurs tore through the armor of the gray-eyed boy;

The tentacles that could slip through his arm left a wound;

The rotten flesh that had been cut off and fell to the ground turned into meat sauce on the soles of his feet;

The tip of the tentacle did not touch his eyeball, but ripped off the inky blue sideburns;

With a blow in the back, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he took advantage of the momentum to roll, dodging the swing towards the chest;

The gray-eyed boy, who was covered in bruises from head to toe, rushed through the short and long twenty steps in just one breath;

He didn't care about his injuries, he was just sprinting desperately, his right short sword was horizontal, cutting off the tentacles that rushed from behind him, and the dragon knight's spear in his left hand was held high above his head.

"Loren... Turin ——!!!!"

"Go! Dead ——!!!!"

Two roars rang out at the same time.

And just as the Dragon Knight's spear was about to be stabbed into Chakar's head......

"Poof——!

A tiny tentacle burst out of Chakar's pupils.

Piercing Luceen's left hand holding the sword.

The gray-eyed boy's mind went blank for a moment, and he hesitated for a second before raising the short sword in his right hand and swinging it towards the tentacle.

However, it was too late.

The tentacles that erupted from Chakar's mouth were already wrapped around the wrist of his right hand.

Then there is the left leg, the right leg, the torso, the neck......

From head to toe, he was tightly entangled by countless tentacles.

"Lusen ——!!!!"

A heart-rending roar sounded faintly in my ears.

It was Lord Loren's voice.

I... I'm failing, I'm going to die, am I?

The gray-eyed boy who couldn't move anymore was still struggling stubbornly... But he knew in his heart that it was just a dying throe.

The eyes closed slowly and weakly.

Prepare for your destiny.

"Boom ————————!!!!"

At that moment, a sudden loud noise in his ears made Lusen open his eyes suddenly.

Is that... Thunder?

No, no, I think I'd heard something like that before, in the Broken Mountains, in the glacial wasteland... Dragon King City!

He finally remembered.

The body that was entangled suddenly trembled, and the gray-eyed boy raised his head with all his might.

In the next second, the thunder mixed with the wind exploded again at the top of the dome.

The waves of air are rolling, and the howling wind is carrying an unrivaled force, sweeping the entire battlefield!

Not far from the battlefield, the little wizard supported the dying Master Ashamai, both of them couldn't help but raise their heads, Ain desperately opened his eyes, as if he still couldn't believe it, and Harlevan Ashamai, who sighed, finally let out a long sigh of relief and happily closed his eyes.

It's over, it's all over.

Between the clouds, a huge figure without words appeared in front of his eyes, swept through the sky, whistling and falling from the sky.

The scales are like silver, the wings are like clouds, and the swallows are like the wind......

Obscured by black wings, dark and dark;

Summer thunder is deafening!

After seeing what was in front of him, Lusen, who was wrapped in tentacles all over his body, widened his eyes excitedly and couldn't stop trembling.

The wind mixed with thunder howled across the battlefield, splashing dust and flying sand and rocks!

Under the fierce wind, Chakar, who was unstable, roared wildly, as if he was asserting his strength with this terrifying roar.

And the next moment, a clearer thunder resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Boom ————————!!!!"

In the thunder, a powerful air pressure rushed to his face, and even the fat body of the evil god's body trembled, and gray-blue pus splattered out from the flesh sac on the body, like a meat patty that was about to be crushed.

At the same time, the huge shadows in the sky became clearer and clearer.

Slender wings, a huge, narrow head, a streamlined body, and razor-bladed spear-like minions...... And that iconic, shocking coercion.

Dragon... Mirasis!

Chakar, swaying in the wind, roared up to the sky, but the fear in that roar... It's becoming more and more obvious.

With a roar, four huge tentacles suddenly stood up straight, stabbing towards the shadow.

"Poof——!!!!" The flesh was torn, and the sound of flesh and bone separation sounded.

The next moment, before he could touch the four tentacles of the shadow, he was hit, ravaged, and torn by the howling wind pressure... It turned into countless fragments in mid-air.

Ground flesh and pus poured down like rain and scattered on the battlefield.

"Loren... Turin ——!!!!"

Looking at the approaching shadow, Chakar's roar grew more and more frenzied, like a beast about to die, making its final struggle.

"Boom ——!!!!"

As the black shadow fell, the sound of the howling wind followed, and the strong impact was like a substantial wall, constantly rushing and squeezing towards the ground.

The strong wind made it impossible for Loren, who was standing on the body of the evil god, to even stand firmly, and he relied on the "Dawn" sword fixed on the body to prevent him from being thrown down from a height of more than thirty meters!

Desperately trying to open their eyes, Lusen and the black-haired wizard saw that the dragon's claws had caught Chakar's head, and the sharp tips of the claws pierced directly into the flesh.

Between the claws, Chakar wailed in pain, and the powerful dragon claws directly broke his neck, and the sound of flesh and blood rubbing and flesh parting was extremely piercing.

In the next second, thunder roared!

"Boom ——!"

The two of them only felt a sudden shock under their feet, and the entire evil god's body was lifted from the ground, and then fell with a bang.

When he looked up again, Chakar's head was gone, and all that was left of his place was a large, pus-gushing hole of carrion.

The waving tentacles fell weakly to the ground, slamming heavily on the ground, rolling up large clouds of smoke and dust.

The flying dragon was gone.

Not good!

Loren, who immediately realized something, gritted his teeth, grabbed the still stunned Lusen at the moment when Chakar's tentacle was released, and jumped directly from the edge.

"Luceen, hold on to me!" Loren roared behind him as he ranched, "Don't look back, and don't bite your tongue off!"

Well?

This sentence... Why is it so familiar?

But before he could come to his senses, the black-haired wizard with him on his back had already jumped down, and the Dawning Sword clutched in his right hand followed the inertia of his jump, leaving a long sword mark on the body of the evil god's body from top to bottom.

The figures of the two of them landed rapidly, relying on the friction between the blade and the flesh and blood of the evil god's body, so as not to fall apart.

In the howling wind, he fell from a height of more than thirty meters and raised his head, and his dark pupils dilated infinitely.

World... In this moment it is infinitely slowed down.

At his feet, there was a battlefield full of corpses;

Overhead, there are tentacles dancing in the sky and Chakar waving wildly;

The roaring dragon descended from the sky, opening its bloody jaws.

The dazzling light of fire engulfed everything.