In the face of Francesca's attack, Roland subconsciously wanted to dodge, but the guilt that weighed on his heart made him finally give up dodging and stood there and took Francesca's blow. The impact released at the moment of the demonic flame's eruption shook Roland staggering backwards, almost falling, and his chest was churning with blood and qi. However, the physical pain alleviated the guilt in my heart, and I felt much lighter. The black flames ignited his coat and extinguished themselves in a flash, failing to burn him in the slightest. Roland was deeply sorry for Franceska, and failed to let her vent her anger sufficiently, after all, he was a demon and a high golden dragon, and neither mortal nor purgatory flames could harm him.

"Cursed spirit, don't think this is the end, you must die today!"

Franceska's fury continued unabated, and with a wave of her hand she summoned a black wall of fire that surrounded Roland. This time, Roland felt threatened, the level 5 evil magic "Wall of Evil Fire", half of the damage came from the Demon Flame, and the other half of the damage caused was pure evil energy, and his special physique could not resist evil energy.

"Roland, get out of here!"

Rudolph braved the flames of his son and tried to push Roland out of the "wall of fire", unbelieving that he was also burned by the flames.

Roland could silently endure Francesca's anger, but he couldn't watch his father being implicated, sighed, raised his hand and clenched his fist, and the 8-ring magic "Anti-Demon Field" suddenly opened, and the surrounding wall of fire was suddenly extinguished.

"Hex" is essentially a special "quasi-spell" that is also shielded by the anti-magic field. Roland is in the anti-magic field, and Francesca not only can't attack him with evil magic, but she doesn't even dare to approach him, otherwise her ghost form will also be banished back to the spirit world by the anti-magic field.

"Damn, damn!" Francesca flew around the "anti-magic field", and she was about to go crazy with anger, but there was nothing she could do about Roland. As if suddenly remembering something, she turned and flew to Rudolph and scolded eagerly: "You fool, haven't you found it yet? The real Roland has been murdered by that evil spirit, and he has also taken possession of Roland's body! Why don't you help me kill that evil spirit and avenge my son!" ”

"Franceska, please calm down, the truth is not as you suspect, Roland did borrow our son's body, but he is not the murderer of our son......"

Rudolph tries to explain the whole thing to his deceased wife, but is interrupted halfway through by Francesca's screams.

"So you know! It turns out that you already know that he is not the real Roland! The ghost had fallen into hysteria, could not listen to any explanation, and screamed wildly: "'Turtledove' did not lie to me, it turns out that you already knew that your son was dead, but you still pretended that nothing happened, married and had daughters as usual, and only cared about your own happiness!" Rudolph, you cold-blooded brute! You don't even take your son's life or death seriously, what kind of father are you, do you still have humanity?! ”

"Francesca! Please don't say any more! The deepest scar in Rudolph's heart was torn open in front of his deceased wife, and his whole heart was dripping blood, and his hands trembled with grief, and he choked with tears and said, "I admit it...... It's all my fault, blame me for not taking good care of our children, blame me for not fulfilling my fatherly responsibilities, but I am not a ruthless person, for seven years, more than 2,000 days and nights, not a day has I been able to forget the poor child, countless times I have woken up in my dreams, with deep remorse and guilt to recall the day I lost him, and deeply regret that I could not arrive sooner, so as to lose the last chance to save my unfortunate child...... Francesca, I'm sorry Roland, I'm sorry for you, and it's me who can't forgive myself, if you want to avenge your son, come to me, the real murderer of my son is me! ”

"You are crazy, poor Rudolph, you are completely crazy!"

Francesca shook her head, letting out a nervous sneer.

"I know you too well, poor Rudolph, the pain and self-reproach make it impossible for you to accept the cruel reality that you have lost your own son, and you know that the evil spirit has taken over your son's body and you don't expose it, because you have to deceive yourself, at least that person looks exactly like our son, doesn't it? You transferred your father's love to that impostor, as if he were your own son, so that you could forget the fact that Roland was dead, anesthetize your soul, and relieve the guilt in your heart, I didn't blame you, did I? ”

Rudolph smiled wryly, nodded his head, and then shook his head.

"Franceska, you do know me very well, I don't deny that you accurately said the weak side of my heart, but this is not the whole truth, I don't just regard Roland as a substitute for his son, no matter where his soul comes from, no matter what kind of first half of his life he has experienced, I don't care, we have gone through all these ups and downs, I have regarded him as a real son, in my eyes he is the real Roland Kolas, the only heir of my Rudolf Kolas, the irreplaceable crown prince of this country!"

"Father......" Listening to Rudolph's heartfelt words, Roland couldn't help but have a sour nose and tears in his eyes.

"Don't say those pretty things!" Francesca interrupted Rudolph by screaming, "I don't want to see you perform the disgusting drama of father's love and filial piety, Rudolph, I swear that I will not live with that evil spirit, either he will die or I will die!" Rudolph, I'll ask you one last time - which side are you on! ”

"Seven years ago, in that nightmarish goblin lair, I held my son's bones and prayed to the goddess of fate to bring my son back to life, and the goddess gave me two choices, I could have chosen to save my own flesh and blood, but I ended up making another choice......"

Rudolph took off the Sindra emblem and held it tightly in his hand, the edge of the emblem was bleeding profusely from the cut fingers, but he seemed to be unaware, with tears in his eyes, and walked towards Francesca.

"Whether it's self-blame, guilt, or pain, if I go back to that moment seven years ago and face the choice of fate again, I will make the same decision, and I will never regret it!"

Rudolph suddenly held up the emblem, inspiring to "dispel the undead", and let out a cry of grief in a bright and blazing light.

"Farewell, Francesca!"

Rumble! An unprecedented burst of positive energy erupted from Rudolph's hands, instantly drowning Francesca.

Rudolph...... You...... It's so ruthless......"

Franceska's ghost twisted and trembled under the impact of the light, quickly faded, and with a final cry of despair, it was finally completely destroyed—like dust in the wind, and vanished in an instant.