Endless starlight emerged, large or small, light or dark, dotted on the cold rock faces, hidden in tiny crevices.

Like a galaxy in the night sky, it shines brightly.

Then, under the guidance of those arms, the stars gradually brightened and became hot, and the high-temperature energy gathered in his palm, cracking in an instant, bursting out with an unparalleled impact!

"—Galactic Starburst."

The power to shatter the stars burst through the black dragon's body, pushing him against the hard rock wall above his head.

But the cold rock only lasted for a moment under the force of the impact, and then it completely swelled and shattered outward.

Under this domineering attack, the black dragon had no time to think, and there was no way to control his body, so he flowed along that force to the other side of the sky.

In the field, Hiluda raised her head and watched the pillar of starlight that connected the heavens and the earth expand, rise, and then slowly dim.

"Whew!" ，

A golden lime of lim flipped a few arcs and thrust into the earth.

Hyluda recognized it as the golden sword Garon had used, and her face looked worried.

A huge black shadow then fell, stirring up dense smoke two or three meters high after a loud bang.

Budol's mind finally cleared up, and although he was able to control the power of the dragon's blood and armor, he was still affected by the dragon's wildness and desire to destroy.

This is also the reason why he didn't use the power of dragon blood from the beginning, but now it seems that the other party is even more troublesome than expected, if the heavy blow just now was not supported by a high-recovery body and high-strength protective gear, the body would probably be blown to pieces.

Sure enough, after too much time, I am no longer a good fighter.

Budol's body slowly returned to its normal size, and the dragon scales on its body gradually dissipated into a black mist. He put his hands on the ground and stood up a little bit.

Although he was so injured that he couldn't even maintain the state of the black dragon, his ability was still much higher than that of ordinary people.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he could clearly see Heroda beyond the smoke.

It is not advisable to fight for a long time, so it is better to go first now. But before leaving, the hidden dangers must be erased.

With a kick of his right foot, he used the momentum to move forward, easily breaking through the smoke and dust to reach the front of Heroda.

"Are you in such a hurry to kill me, former brave?"

There was a hint of disappointment and indifference in the woman's voice, which reached Budol's ears and caused him to stiffen.

The Heluda in front of her was no longer dressed in the long dress, the black tight top wrapped around the proud bust and slender waist, the two triangular soft armor covered the shoulders, the white arms and slender neck were exposed to the air, and the over-the-knee skirt armor with red stripes on a black background and blue boots made her movement more convenient and simple.

She raised her left hand and held a bland white wooden staff.

"But I also think it's time to put an end to this long-standing feud."

Budol's movements were completely frozen, and his eyes flashed with panic and anxiety.

Of course he knew what was in Heroda's hands, the most precious thing in Northern Europe...... A scepter forged from the branches of the World Tree.

The vast power locked Budol's body, and even the power of the black dragon's blood could not drag him out of the predicament.

Fortunately, maintaining the scepter's ability would also greatly deplete Heroda's physical strength, so Budor still had no intention of giving up until he saw the shadow reflected in the girl's eyes.

A fist pierced through Budol's chest, taking his strength and life away from him.

"You ..... guy"

Budol tilted his head hard and glared at the man behind him through gritted teeth.

"I'm sorry, it's better to be cautious against enemies like you, so I won't leave it alone."

Garon's arm withdrew from Budol's wound, and his blood-stained fingers came together again, unleashing golden rays.

"Crush under the Fist of Light, Black Dragon."

Countless rays of light scattered, engulfing, splitting, shattering, and annihilating the tall body.

"Whew-"

Heroda sat on her knees, gasping for breath, her fair face flushed.

On the white wooden scepter in her hand, the faint glow gradually disappeared, and at the same time, her outfit slowly recovered, the long white dress covered her legs again, and the blue blouse and long sleeves gave her enough warmth to make her feel better.

After waiting for a long time, she looked up and saw Garon looking at her quietly, and couldn't help but turn her head away from his gaze.

He had already seen the battle just now, and I am afraid that he had a lot of doubts about his own strength.

What to do, answer, or silence?

"Hey, woman."

“.......”，

"That dress was beautiful just now, where did it go?."

Hiluda resisted the urge to swing his fist over, gritting his silver teeth and saying word by word,

"That's the battle suit of the Northern Royal Family, not the dress of the banquet!"

"Really?" Garon was surprised, a deep disappointment flashing across his face.

“......”

Hiluda forced herself to calm down and said lightly,

"The battle is over, I want to go see that gem, do you want to come along?"

Garon shook his head when he heard this,

"No, I'm not interested in your northern treasures."

Hiluda nodded, staggered to his feet, and walked over to the box that Budol had thrown aside.

It's really persistent, Garon sighed secretly, whether it is the black dragon or this woman, they are so interested in that treasure......

Well?

Something isn't quite right.

That gem was so important to the Black Dragon, why did he put it aside.

The black mist gathered, suspended behind Heroda, Garon's pupils shrank, and he said loudly,

"Hey, get out of the way!

That black dragon isn't dead yet! ”

The illusory shadow blade pierced through the flesh, leaving a shocking crack in the ground.

The hazy black mist did not harden into a cloak, it still flowed and rolled, as if it would dissipate after a breeze.

But it was in this shadow that a black spear condensed and nailed Garon into the tunnel.

The left arm was gradually paralyzed, apparently injuring a nerve. Garon held Heroda in his arms, who seemed to faint.

"Unknown warrior, you are very powerful.

It's not much worse than I was back then, and if I hadn't prepared this thing in advance, I'm afraid I would have really died in your hands. ”

In the gloomy mist, the voice of Budol was heard, and where the black mist joined the condensed spear, a shining gem emitted a faint halo.

"You hid it in your body early in the morning?"

Garon asked, narrowing his eyes.

At this moment, he didn't have much strength to fight, and he seemed to have given up struggling.

"That's right, I will never trust anyone anymore after betraying my homeland, and the North Star, as my reliance, is naturally to be placed in the safest place."

Budol said slowly,

"Until now, you are the only ones who know this secret, but soon you will also leave this world."

"Since I dare to come here, of course I am prepared for the worst."

Garon glanced at the floating black mist,

"But if I become your virtue after I die, it will be a sad enough thing."

Hearing Garon's words, the appearance of the black mist seemed to fluctuate slightly,

"Young man, I also have a lot of things to insist on when I was your age.

The honor of the soldiers, the safety of the homeland, and the righteousness of mankind.

I fought for it, in pain, in despair, even to death.

But what did I get in the end? ”

Budol seemed to be asking Garon, but he didn't seem to expect an answer.

"Nothing, at the end of life I see nothingness and silence.

What I once held onto, what I wanted to protect, no longer has any meaning after death.

Looking back, my life was nothing more than a puppet to be wasted and used.

That's why I ask for the opportunity to be reborn to a greater being and to hold on to new life.

Dignity? Hang on? The human body?

No, I don't need those fragile things anymore.

I exist for myself and live only for myself, and I will be free, no matter what the cost. ”

Budol said lightly, as if he was watching Garon's right hand, because there was his last enemy there.

"So if there's an obstacle, I'll get rid of it completely."

The white wood scepter lay quietly in Garon's palm, emitting a faint halo.

To be honest, it was all thanks to the power of the staff that was able to temporarily restrain Budol's movements.

But Garon also understands that this passive use will not last long, and soon the power that Heroda has left in the scepter will be exhausted, and he will no longer be able to compete with Budol.

"The power of the scepter is almost gone, you ...... Eventually, I will die, and like I once was, I will experience the taste of despair. ”

The black mist of Budol solidified as the spear that pierced Garon's shoulder became cold and smelled of death.

Garon's face turned pale, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he let go of his other arm.

"No, it's going to be you who will die."

The golden light flashed, and the spear condensed by the black mist slashed at the blade and fell into the woman's hand.

Hiluda gripped the golden sword in his right hand, and with his left hand, he took the gem from the broken spear and sent it to the Black Mist.

"I command you in the name of the god of Norse, the guardian star, to drive out the enemy before me!"

A brilliant light rose and shone on Budol's illusory body, evaporating the black mist little by little.

"No !!!!"

The blow that condensed the last of Heroda's power completely dispelled the black fog, and the terrible wail gradually weakened until it was gone.

The faint clouds dissipated, and the moonlight brightened, warming and nourishing the earth.

This time, Hiluda checked the surroundings very carefully, and was very sure that the enemy was gone, so he sat down.

"It's over, it's finally ...... It's over. ”

Hiluda looked at the gem in her hand in a daze, but she was not as excited as she imagined. After his eyes gradually calmed down, there was a little more confusion.

"Hey, woman, get me up when you've rested enough."

Garon said reluctantly,

"It's heavy."

"Huh?"

Only then did Hiluda feel that he was sitting on someone's body, and stood up like a frightened rabbit, his face was red and he wanted to apologize, but he suddenly noticed what the other party had just said, and immediately said loudly.

"It's obvious that your sword is very heavy, what does it have to do with me?!"

As she spoke, Hiluda threw the golden sword at Garon, and someone who had just wanted to get up was immediately pressed back to the ground.

"Yes, that's right, my sword is heavy, can you help move it away?"

Garon sighed and had to give in for a moment.

After a short moment, Garon regained some strength, stood up and took a cool breath, swallowed the pain in his shoulder, and turned to look at Heroda.

The girl sat on the grass, her knees folded, her hands clutching the gem, her eyes unfocused, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Hey,"

Garon shouted, and the latter came back to his senses and looked at him in confusion.

"What's next?"

"Intended?" Shiluda shook her head, "No, I ..... I don't know. ”

"That's right."

Garon pondered for a moment, then continued,

"I'm leaving, and I'm going to find a small place where I won't be disturbed by others, and live quietly.

Do you want to come with me? ”

The girl tilted her head, as if she was thinking and hesitating.

For a long time, a long time, she grabbed the other party's outstretched hand and said.

"Hmm."

In the night, the two walked together, one after the other, towards the end of the field.

"Hey, that dress just now, really can't be changed again?"

“......”。