Ember passed the test of the undead and extinguished the three beacons of the Farran Fortress. And as the watcher of the abyss, he killed the undead team that had been infected by the abyss; As a fireless remnant, he brought back the salary king who refused to return to the throne.

He is now the only remaining Abyss Watcher. The Shadows, who have a great connection to the Abyss, are also enemies of the Farran Immortals, and Irusil in the Cold Valley is their target.

Shalivan also felt the strength of the enemy in front of him, and also felt the madness that belonged to the Abyss Watcher.

The once famous Abyssal Rambler is a terrifying existence for all evil, and these madmen have no scruples about worshipping and imitating him.

Instead of blindly continuing to attack (just giving Ember time to pretend to be X in front of Anri), he had already begun to raise his sword and pray, summoning the half of the body belonging to the Nether Power, and facing this enemy with his strongest strength.

Anli held the shield and stood at Ash's side, he didn't expect Ember to have such strength, and he didn't expect him to belong to that group of respectable people. Dedicate everything you have to fight the abyss, even if you know that it will never be recovered.

Ember swung his greatsword like a predatory wolf and pounced on Shalivan, and Anri found the right time to block the shadow half-body.

The impact of the sword became more and more intense, the trajectory of fire and magic stayed in the air cut by the sword, and the neat floor tiles on the ground also rolled and cracked under the strong impact, and the ornate furnishings of the church were all reduced to debris.

The unique sword skills of the Flange Immortals, mimicking the fighting skills of giant wolves to hunt their prey. Known for its fierceness, toughness and tenacity. Back then, they were famous all over the world, even if they just discovered the slightest sign of the "abyss", they could destroy the existence of a country.

The sound of swords and fire, the sound of metal clashing and air tearing, the white-hot battle did not last long. A flaw is revealed, and the wolf can bite with its sharp teeth until the prey suffocates and bleeds to death.

If it weren't for the power of the barrier, the cathedral would have been completely destroyed in this battle. Eventually, Pope Thalivan finally collapsed in unwilling wailing, with his ambition and with his sinful karma.

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The majestic royal city of Arnold Dron has lost its former glory, and the spires that reach into the sky look particularly bleak under the thin starry sky. The gods of the royal city were also devoured by Eldredge, and only a handful of Silver Knights remained true to their duties.

The royal chamber occupied by Eldritch is a mud of decay and filth, a dark sediment with biological remains, and a once holy and peaceful gloom is now a breeding ground for sin and filth.

Aldredge is not a drowning pig as he imagined, and may not have fully "digested" the gods, and his upper body is still in the form of a man wearing the crown of the sun.

Feeling Anri's irrepressible emotions made her tremble, whether it was out of fear or the excitement of finally ending her long-cherished wish, Anri clenched the straight sword in her hand.

"I'm afraid Horace...... No, it just strengthened my resolve, please lend me your strength. Help me defeat Eldredge, these man-eating monsters. She muttered to herself, as if to Horace, as if to Ash.

Eldritch wasn't as powerful as his god-devouring reputation, not even as powerful as his subordinate Shalivan. Armed with a staff, he only relied on various crystallization spells and ghostly magic to attack the two of them, which made Ember feel incomprehensible.

Because it's more like the "human body" is dominating the battle, and it's ridiculous that Eldrich, who devours gods and beings, doesn't have any "appetite" for them throughout the battle. It's like a puppet that is performing clumsy attacks.

Ember couldn't help but think of Hawkwood's words, becoming a salary king does not depend on his right or wrong, good or evil, as long as he is strong enough. As a god, do you indulge the wanton devouring growth of such a monster right now, just to breed enough firewood to burn?

Is it the god Gwendrin or Eldritch?

As Eldrich's corpse slowly fell until the scattered soul power dissipated, the last thing left was the soul crystal, which was the source of the Salary King as firewood.

"We did it! Thank you very much, thank you so much. Horace...... We did it! Anri finally completed her mission, and when she let go of her sword and shield, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength, and sat on her knees and sobbed quietly.

Ember knelt down on one knee in front of Anri and carefully removed her armor, and the appearance of the living corpse did not surprise Ember. But he won't care, he also has a way to get Anri back to his original appearance.

"Promise me Anri, that you can already let go of all the curses you are carrying, and even Horace and the children will be proud of you, please live for them. ...... me too" Ember hugged Anri for the first time, no longer lending her shoulder like a comrade-in-arms.

In her arms, she finally let down all her guards, and the whole person collapsed on top of him, crying bitterly. Ember crushes the Spell Stone for her, which is a stone that can temporarily disarm (transfer) the living corpse.

The original shriveled and withered appearance quickly recovered in a little light, as if going back in time. Her youth is retraced, her blown-up skin exudes vitality, and her soft, reddened lips shimmer seductively. The short hair of the golden shawl is messy, and the lovely face with the pear blossoms and rain is half hidden...... Ember swears that whether it is in this life or in the past, she is the person she wants to protect, maybe this is what love feels like.

Like the princess's knight, Ember left the silent and bleak royal city with his princess in his arms. Anli in her arms closed her eyes slightly, and there were still a few teardrops on her long, slightly curly eyelashes, she was just tired and fell asleep peacefully.

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Ember hoped it was just a dream, a sad dream haunted by lingering memories of his past life.

He returned to the fire sacrifice ground, but he didn't find Anri, maybe she just went out. But a bad premonition crept in.

What Ember fears is that Anri is bound by fate, and in such a hopeless world without redemption, each of us is destined to be humble and weak.

The trajectory of each life is like a net laid alternately, thinking that there will always be choices and turnarounds, always thinking that something can be changed. But at the end of the day, we're just prey to fate that we're firmly glued to the web.

The invisible thread called fate is manipulating everyone, except Ember who is out of the game? Even Ember himself could not be sure that he was free and autonomous.

He involuntarily walked in front of Rudos, but he couldn't open his mouth. He didn't want to face it, but he had to face what might happen next.

Rudos slowly picked up the straight sword in both hands, like holding a fragile and beautiful white flower.

“…… That brave girl left this and thank you. I just hope you listen to me, don't go looking for her, you also know what awaits her after completing the mission. Rudolphs sadly told Ember the news.

He went, silently, and walked alone under the Giant Tree. A breeze finally blew across the gray, cloudy sky.

Gazing at the white and beautiful flowers, carrying small droplets of water, swaying in the wind......