The power of the demigods has never been seen before, but from the performance of the female knights, many people have a general understanding of it.

Tsunami-like overwhelming advantage!

Diablo's fighting power is not insignificant, as all viewers can attest.

He's already the ultimate in what a warrior can show at this level!

Even Rose, who has an anti-demon physique, is at the same level as Diablo in the hearts of the audience, and it is not yet known whether he will win or lose if he really wants to fight.

But what the female knight showed was a power that completely surpassed the level of these two people.

Diablo's cultivation is the pinnacle of three stars, and their combat power is close to that of a five-star powerhouse. But this is not enough to see in front of the female knight Megan!

This kind of power is desperate, and it is difficult for ordinary people to have the idea of resisting.

It's just that Diablo is obviously not an ordinary person.

Even in a state of total suppression, he still gritted his teeth, and the scarlet magic light on his body kept flickering, as if he was about to break free from the pressure.

But no matter how much he struggled, it seemed to be in vain, and the pressure did not allow him to resist.

The female knight's body was already shrouded in a white light, and there was no trace of a human look on her exposed face, like a god.

"Give up, why bother?"

The cold voice of the female knight came, like an ethereal white cloud from above the nine heavens, high above.

The scarlet on Diablo's body has gradually faded, and the magic power in his body has been exhausted, and he can no longer maintain his madness.

So he also regained his original sanity.

Click!

The pressure was still there, and Diablo crushed both of his teeth, and only after spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with his teeth did Diablo spit out a complete sentence.

"You...... Strong!but...... Want me to ...... Admit defeat...... No way!"

Diablo held his body, but the wounds on his body were no longer bleeding, as if the body had dried up and could no longer shed a single blood.

The figure of the female knight gradually descended from the sky, and the wings behind her gradually disappeared.

It wasn't arrogance, but she felt that the body had fallen silent.

The originally hot blood has gradually returned to its normal temperature.

Diablo remained propped up, but his eyes were blank and his pupils seemed to be gone.

He was unconscious.

It's a miracle to be able to maintain this posture.

After all, he didn't defeat his opponent, not because he wasn't strong enough, but because his opponent was too extraordinary.

At the same time, the female knight, who had escaped from her demigod state, raised her hand, and a healing beam of light was projected onto Diablo's body, but it only allowed his wound to stop getting worse.

Diablo was too badly injured.

The referee announced the match

In the end, the female knight was the winner, and Diablo was carried off the field for treatment.

Cizer had already taken the door out of the house and rushed to take care of Diablo. Auston didn't want to go, but Monet pulled him hard, so he had to follow.

At this time, the female knight slowly walked off the stage, and when she watched Diablo being carried away, there was a trance in front of her.

Time seemed to return to the scorching noon of the sun, I had just joined the training camp of the paladin, and the high-intensity training made me breathless, sweat soaked through my clothes, and my eyes were black.

The body shook uncontrollably, but Megan still didn't let go of the iron sword on her shoulder, which was specially built for training.

Each one was unusually heavy.

Megan gradually broke away from the team in front of her, and it is already an amazing show of perseverance that she has just joined the training camp, but she has a limit after all.

Finally, when she crossed the line, she fell to the ground in such a way that she was so exhausted that she fell to the ground. At this point, she had reached her limit and just wanted to sleep deeply.

But in her ears, there was a whisper like a dream.

"Sure enough, the girl is still not suitable to join the Paladin. ”

"Look at her like that, if it weren't for the fact that her parents died, who would have taken pity on her and let her join us?"

"This kind of relationship is the most annoying!"

"I'm going to have to get this guy out sooner or later! she's not worthy of training with us!"

“......”

I don't know if it's an illusion, countless whispers surround her like a nightmare, as if they want to devour her.

No way...... Can't sleep yet!

When the faint light appeared in front of her eyes again, Megan struggled to get up from the ground, picked up the heavy iron sword, and returned to her place in the team step by step.

In the midst of surprise, ridicule, or indescribable gazes around her, Megan continued to complete the day's training tasks.

And that's just the beginning.

In the days that followed, Meghan repeated this monotonous but intense training every day, and surprisingly, instead of falling behind as they imagined, she gradually surpassed the men.

When she one day became the most powerful paladin of that group, she only felt that she deserved it.

Ever since she decided she wanted to be a paladin, this outcome was already doomed.

Those people would only praise her talent, especially after she was favored by the gods, and the voices of praise around her increased.

But no one mentioned the effort she had put in, and on that dark evening that made people want to cry, she silently carried out a new round of destruction on herself on the training ground.

Maybe...... He'll understand, right?

Meghan looked at Diablo, who was covered in bruises, and suddenly had the feeling of seeing the past.

It's just a little nostalgic.

......

A corner of the palace, deserted here, seems to be out of place with the world's imagination of the palace full of servants.

But it was part of the palace and the residence of a very important person.

Although it is not as grand as the king's bedchamber, it still retains the opulent style of the royal family, but compared to its former attic, the figures here are so sparse.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the area.

Contrary to the servants, he walked straight to the largest courtyard in the center, and no one came to stop him. When everyone saw him, they were all far away, and they didn't dare to look at him with their heads down.

Although there are not many people with such power in the empire, there are still a few of them, but the particularity of this place has caused these numbers to decrease dramatically.

And there is only one man among them.

The results speak for themselves.

The man walked through the winding corridor and came to a small courtyard. A woman dressed in plain white was facing away from him, tending to an elegant orchid in her hand.

"Why are you here?"

Even without looking back, the woman knew who was coming here. Because finding a place is gorgeous and exquisite, but in fact it is a cage, a cage that encloses her.

And the man who binds her here is the man behind her.

It was her own brother, the person she used to trust the most.

But since she was trapped here, the conversation between the two of them has become a handful, and most of the people who come to see her are the unusually beautiful and preoccupied sister.

So she has always been wary of this man, because he has deceived her.

But that man was the one who knew her best after all, so he couldn't control her emotions with just one sentence.

"I think I found him. ”

Bang dang!

The scissors in the woman's hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and she even cut off a petal by mistake.

But she didn't have the heart to pay attention to it anymore, and her eyes were already full of tears.

"Yes...... Is it him? Is it really him?"

Seeing her crying silently, the man's steely heart finally softened, and he hugged her into his arms and patted her back gently, as if comforting.

"Yes, I found him. Your son, my nephew, the owner of the royal bloodline. ”

The woman burst into tears, her hands pounding the most glorious man of the empire, and he just suffered in silence, as if it was what he owed her.

"Woooooooooo......oo Oh my boy!"

The woman finally cried loudly, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances accumulated over the years, and the tears made a plain face.

If you look closely, you may find that her eyes are somewhat similar to Cezel's.

......