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"Ha, haha, haha——!!ha

Under the surprised gaze of the mercenaries, Yelu raised his hands and held his head, laughing maniacally. The voice was so loud that his throat trembled with laughter, and the laughter seemed to be able to spread throughout the city of North.

Even these mercenaries, who had been rolling between life and death, couldn't help frowning when they heard this.

The heart-rending laughter, the more you listen to it, the more sad it becomes.

Yezhu was laughing at herself.

What I'm doing.

What the hell am I doing?

- Mission failure.

Task...... Fail?

- Mission target dies, rescue plan fails, and evacuation requested.

…… Requesting an evacuation?

No, no. Wrong!

This is not the world of the past, this is the continent of Helsetz. I'm not on a mission, I'm not following anyone's orders, I'm sneaking into the City Lord's Mansion to save people by my own will...... Save?

"Huh."

The maniacal laughter came to an abrupt end, and the night was bowed with her head down, her face gloomy, and she laughed at herself.

Saved, saved?

No.

Noor, dead.

My friend, dead.

The one I cherished, died.

It's all my fault, it's all my fault!

Because of a ridiculous mistake in the night, Noel paid the price with his life.

Nightshade suddenly felt like he had fallen into the depths of the sea, and something was dragging his feet into the bottomless darkness. The illusion reappeared, distorting reality, but retaining the images of despair—blood spilling from the corners of Noel's mouth, vicious blows from wounds, scarlet liquid oozing from between his fingers......

Is this the result I want?

Is this the result you want?

Answer me, Night-Night.

The bell of the Seal of Hour rings in my head.

"You're tired, it's time to sleep. Leave it to me, let me come. ”

Yelu knew who it was, it was "Night".

His second personality, the one who stayed forever at the age of seven.

…… Also, if you give it to the night, no matter what happens, he can solve it. The night is to replace the incompetent me, the weak me, the selfish me...... Substitutes that are imagined (born).

Yelu vaguely wanted to promise him, and if he agreed, it would be different. The moment you say yes, something will change.

What to change? What else do I have time to change?

Yelu tried to save him, but he was not a priest or a doctor.

He was just a killer, an assassin, an outlaw who harvested human lives.

Hey, that's silly.

Did I forget? Why would I have no friends.

It was the same at the beginning, if it weren't for me, "he" wouldn't have died.

I am a plague god, and all those who love me, who I love, will eventually leave me.

So is the master, so is Wanwan, and so is Nuo.

Maybe Yueyue is right, I am......

Heavenly Punisher.

Night's head ached violently, and there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him in the dark. These eyes were clear and deep, bright gold mixed with hazy gray—these were his eyes.

- Zheng!

A chilling chill erupted from the pit where the night was located, spreading in all directions.

"What's going on?!"

The mercenaries were stunned for a moment, but in just a moment, they felt that the person in front of them had become upside down.

The Wind Warlock immediately chanted the technique, fending off the oncoming air current, and kept his eyes wide to see what was in front of him.

In the dust, the night light stepped step by step from the deep pit. The hood slipped off, revealing long jet-black hair...... He had a smile on his delicate face, a very kind smile. The Warlock who unleashed the Wind Shield could swear by his hasty thirty years of life, the most beautiful smile he had ever seen.

It's just that Yexi's eyes have a completely different meaning, indescribably weird.

"Speaking of which, it was the same on that day."

Suddenly, Yeyu muttered to herself, as if she was talking to someone, but who else was present?

"In order to protect me, Gred stayed outside the door to prevent the Blood Pretenders from breaking in, and eventually died of serious injuries. And I couldn't do anything but simply bandage his wounds, and I couldn't do anything. I was thinking, if only I were a priest......"

Speaking of this, the kind smile on Yeyu's face slowly disappeared, half clear, half shrouded in the night.

"But if I do become a priest, who will kill you?"

The visible wave of qi spread directly ahead of him, setting off a hurricane that instantly destroyed the wind-based warlock's shield.

"How can I vent this monstrous anger?!"

The location where the night was located appeared in a space distortion for a moment, and the spiritual power exploded, and the illusory sword shadows of the twelve king's spirit weapons burst out from his body, rotating around him at high speed.

"The King's Spiritual Artifact—Ice Spirit."

Ye Yu raised his hand, grabbed the phantom of one of the royal weapons, and took it out of the light curtain.

It was an ice-blue glazed sword with a pale cyan luster. The moonlight on its surface was not only a mirror reflection, but also a light circulating inside the sword body, like an ice crystal flower, with a little transparency.

"Why should I run away if you are chasing after you?"

Feeling the great flow of spiritual power, and feeling the heartache coming from the empty chest, the voice of the night was extremely low.

"Stop the attack and defend it with all your might!"

The mercenary who replaced the leader saw that something was wrong, and immediately set up a shield to block the warlock behind him.

The warlocks were not idle, and the blades of the wind mixed with a strong hurricane swung towards the night. After a moment of expediency between offense and defense, the Metal Warlock decided to prioritize defense, giving the mercenaries a shield with metal defense.

Without dodging or dodging, the night sword directly resisted the oncoming wind blade. The dark light of the moving royal robes overflowed, removing the power of the wind elemental for him. Holding on to the impact of the wind blade, Yelu did not retreat but advanced, and stepped heavily on the ground.

"I shouldn't have run away!"

The cold light of the Ice Spirit Sword flickered, and Ye Yu twisted his waist and leaned back. There was a slight pause, then a sharp breath. Step forward with your right foot and throw your sword away with great speed!

After leaving a cyan trail of light in the air, the tip of the sword slammed towards the mercenary's shield.

"Block it!"

The mercenary snorted, and his body that had received the strong impact fell back uncontrollably, but he still slammed on the floor to support the blow. Facing outward, he can withstand it, and he has the confidence to be able to withstand it.

However, it was all in vain.

"It's cold!"

Through the shield blessed with the metal defense technique, the mercenary felt a chill coming from outside his body. On closer inspection, the place where the translucent crystal sword stabbed was unconsciously covered with a layer of ice mist, which quickly froze at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Abandon the shield! Abandon the shield! What is it...... My hand?! ”

The mercenary immediately tried to shake off the shield, but his hands and shoulders were stiff and unable to move, the tingling sensation flowed through his body, and large red spots appeared on his skin.

The body temperature drops sharply, and the muscles and nerves gradually die.