In the central square of the Quartz Gate, which resembles a jewel castle, a pillar of fire rises, illuminating the night and scorching the atmosphere, releasing the heat.

Luo Zhen stood in front of the pillar of fire that rose from the explosion, the pitch-black coat on his body turned rapidly, but his figure stood there firmly, bathed in the wind and flames, and his face did not change.

In the entire square, except for Luo Zhen, the only ones who could be indifferent in the explosion were the twelve coffins arranged in a fan-shaped shape, and the girls lying inside were still asleep, letting the wind blow.

I don't know how long this situation lasted before it stopped.

The pillar of fire slowly descended and vanished.

The blast gradually subsided and dissipated.

By the time everything was calm, the incomparably large magic power in the square had disappeared, and even the people who had obtained this power by means of villains were almost gone.

Under the grand explosion, what remained in place was no longer the pretentious merchant posture of Zakhalias, but a tattered body, not only hands and feet, but also most of the body had disappeared.

"Goo... Ahh

The arms dealer named Zakhalias lay on the ground with his body in his arms, howling in agony that he could not even reproduce in his throat.

Integrate many Hun ghost tribes, become a monk by selling weapons, and finally defeat the Kaljana Domain, seize the territory of the War King's domain, become the speaker of the Provisional Autonomous Government of Nilepsi, and rely on the "Flame Night" from various channels to wreak havoc everywhere, defeating the lords of the Principality of Ordiaru and the Caucasus, almost promoting the awakening of the Fourth True Ancestor, the invincible arms dealer ———— Baltasaru Zakhalias.

This was his end.

"How... Yes... How... What could it be..."

Zaharias squirmed in pain as he squeezed out a silent moan.

"I... Obviously, I got nine substrates... Not even the people of the Three Empires of the Night... I also got the dominance of so many True Ancestor's dependents... Got immortal life and great power... Why... Why would it..."

Zaharias kept screaming.

Indeed, a mere arms dealer can not only become the lord of a lord, but also make the nobles and royal families in the realm of the war king and the extinction dynasty deflated, and finally collected a full nine bodies, single-handedly promoting the awakening of the fourth true ancestor, in terms of combat performance, it is undoubtedly quite brilliant.

In the ceremony of this "Feast of Flames", this person is the most ordinary and inferior person, even Luo Zhen has a lot more background than him, at least he has the name of a god son and a witch brother, and everyone in the circle knows it.

However, it is rare that Zaharias can climb all the way here by virtue of his identity and ability as an arms dealer.

It's a pity...

"If you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, you really fully interpret this sentence."

Luo Zhen looked at Zaharias who was lying on the charred earth with his crippled body with pity in his eyes, and spoke.

"Since you are ready to start a war, you must have the consciousness of being affected by the war, and as a businessman who sells weapons and tries to make a fortune from war, he should have such an end."

Without hesitation, Luo Zhen raised his hand and stretched out in the direction of Zaharias.

Zakhari Aston trembled with fear.

It was only at this moment that Zaharias felt death.

Although Zakharias is already the blood servant of the immortal vampire, even if he is so seriously injured, he is not dead, as long as it takes a while, such a serious injury will recover, but this does not mean that he will not die.

Generally speaking, if the heart or brain that is in charge of blood is shattered, even a vampire will die.

However, the higher the rank of a vampire, the closer it is to the True Ancestor, the stronger the curse of immortality will be, if it is the True Ancestor, even if the heart is pierced and the brain is shattered, then it can still be immortal, right?

Unless it is a weapon like the Holy Spear that claims to be able to kill even the True Ancestor to the vital point that penetrates the heart.

Otherwise, no matter how serious the injury is, the True Ancestor will be able to recover after a certain amount of time.

As the Blood Servant of the Fourth True Ancestor, Zaharias also possesses such an immortal body.

However, if the whole person were to be destroyed, even Zakharias would surely die.

In any case, what gives Zahariyas the ability is the ribs in his body, and once the whole person is destroyed and the ribs are gone, it is naturally impossible for Zakharias to regenerate.

Luo Zhen knew this, so he was ready to kill him.

The evidence is that in Luo Zhen's outstretched hand, the surging magic power is converging.

"Wait... Wait a minute...! ”

Zaharias could only shout in the direction of Rogen, ignoring the remnants that were still recovering, as if he had returned to the light.

"You can't kill me...! I... I have important information in hand...! Kill me and you'll regret it...! ”

These words became the last words of Zaharias in this life.

"Bang ————!"

The magic bullet formed by the extraordinary magic power pierced the space and hit Zaharias's body, causing a burst of roar at the same time, so that Zaharias didn't even have time to scream, and was directly annihilated by the magic bullet, and the entire body was blown away and disappeared into the surging magic power.

Only then did Luo Zhen lower his raised hand.

"The only person who cannot be forgiven in this feast is you, Zakhalias."

Luo Zhen sighed silently and muttered softly.

"Not to mention, my so-called intelligence, I have already guessed seventy-seven-eighty-eight."

Saying that, Luo Zhen not only did not relax his vigilance because of the end of the battle, but turned around and looked at the entrance of the central square as if he was welcoming the fierce battle that really began to come.

"You said yes, right?"

Luo Zhen asked lightly.

In the direction it was aiming at, a petite figure walked slowly.

"Da... Da... Da... Click..."

The sound of footsteps was faint and clear on the ground.

"Whew..."

The breeze blew and lifted the black hair that was usually tied in a ponytail, but now it was completely hanging down and falling over the shoulders.

The petite girl broke into the battlefield without hurrying.

Looking at this girl, Luo Zhen narrowed his eyes.

"What should I call you?" Luo Zhen said expressionlessly: "I shouldn't be able to continue to call you Nagisha, right?" ”

The person who broke into the battlefield was Nagisa.

I saw that Nagisa was wearing cute pajamas, and her hair was also scattered, looking a little lazy, and she had a cheerful and lively charm that was different from usual.

It's just that Nagisa doesn't even have the slightest emotion in his eyes, and there is only a terrifying evil aura on his face.

"I see."

The girl who used to be named Nagisa smiled proudly.

"Do you already know everything? Abomination of the Son of God! ”

That tone can't be all of Nagisha's at all.

And at this moment, in Nagisha's body, an amazing magic power was suppressed, waiting for the moment of explosion.