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Passing underneath the Faceless One, maneuvering the Death Horse of Acherus, dodging the Faceless's stampede, Belmont lifted Oberline, stamped the Faceless One sideways, and slashed out with a sword. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoOberline's blade easily tore apart the flesh and blood of the Faceless, and with the charge of the death horse, he grabbed the hilt of Oberline's sword and slashed a huge wound in the facelesser's calf.

The Death Horse went straight through the Faceless and continued to run forward for dozens of meters. Belmont pulled the reins, and the front hooves of the Death Horse were raised high. With the added Master Riding Bonus and the freedom to control what was essentially a construct or something like Death, Belmont pulled the reins and twisted the entire Death Horse 180° towards the wounded, half-kneeling Faceless One, and then charged again.

The huge wound on the calf was nothing to mention for the Faceless with terrifying recovery power, but it was not something that could be recovered immediately. Sensing Belmont rushing back again, the Faceless Man struggled to turn its body towards Belmont, its skin lit up with purple-black light.

Fuck off, ants!

The Faceless One roared loudly through the mental fluctuations.

At the same time, the air in front of the Faceless's body shook as it lit up with a purple-black light, and then with a shock, a wave of qi erupted around it. Waves of roaring air streaked across the ground, kicking up countless clouds of dust and rubble, and the powerful impact burst the air in front of it, sweeping towards the charging Belmont.

Belmont's eyes shrank in the face of the waves of air that were loaded with dust and gravel and powerful enough to burst the air, and then lowered his body, and the horses of Acherus did not retreat, but increased their speed, and faced the sweeping waves of air head-on. Then, just as the air wave was about to hit him, a faint light flashed, and the Belmont Acherus Death Horse disappeared the moment the air wave came into contact.

Waves of air crushed and shook the earth, and above, with a flash of light, the death horse of Acherus appeared with Hugh Belmont above. On the four hooves of the death horse, the burning cold blue flame swelled, and it stepped steadily on the air that should have been empty, and continued to carry Belmont towards the Faceless One.

All things will be destroyed, and no one can stop the Twilight Judgment!

Seeing Belmont's figure disappear into the air, the Faceless One made a rampant declaration. At this time, the Death Horse of Archerus had already carried Belmont directly above the Faceless One.

"Really?" Belmont shouted, then leapt from the Death Horse and jumped from the sky, aimed at the Faceless One.

"C?urglacé, lamedécès] (Icy Heart, Blade of Death)"

"[Machinesàtuer, lesdonnéesdisponibles] (Killing machines, death from the sky)

BingShuangcompassion, Décisionmorte (Frost Heart, Death Verdict)

The blue frost runes and the green evil runes converged on Oberline's fingers along with the chanting of the incantation, and then, the frost runes and the evil runes each turned into blue and green colors of light and wrapped around the blade. Eventually, Oberline vanished from Hugh Belmont's grasp, replaced by a giant scythe forged from ice.

The scythe exuded a deadly cold, and at the same time, a green streamer surrounded the blade of the scythe, exuding a thick aura of death.

Frostsickle

With an ominous scythe in both hands, Hugh Belmont swung it down at the Faceless One below. A blue light fell from the sky, exuding a terrifying aura of death, and the Faceless One, sensing the deadly threat, stopped the tentacles of his hands in front of him, trying to stop them. However, in vain, in the face of death descending from the sky, the tentacles of the Faceless One were completely unable to make any resistance. The scythe tore through its flesh and sliced it in two from head to tail.

Belmont, who fell to the ground, stepped out of the ground one after another, but under the effect of magic, Hugh Belmont, who had lost most of the impact, only shook his body and stabilized. Hanging Oberline, who had been transformed back into a blade, on his back, Belmont set his eyes on the Faceless One.

The Faceless One stood motionless, a black line splitting the Faceless's entire body from top to bottom, and in Hugh Belmont's perception, the Faceless One in front of him had lost all of his life. This monster, every muscle, every inch of its body, was killed by the cold and death.

Click!

The Faceless One cracked, and viscous black blood spurted out of the Faceling's body like a fountain. With a dodge of the body, Hugh Belmont avoided the disgusting liquid.

The Faceless's body split in half, then shattered, its flesh dissolving like a molten candle and emitting a foul stench. Then, in the body of the dead Faceless, Belmont's eyes froze and he saw a figure, and Belmont strode over, ignoring the sticky black blood and melted flesh on the ground.

It was half human, with no lower body, and more than half of the entire upper body resembled the dissolved flesh. But among the only remaining faces, you can vaguely recognize that this is the necromancer from before.

"Ahem...... Valedus opened his only remaining eye in pain, looked vaguely at the Death Knight who walked in front of him, and said with a trembling voice, "You...... You think, you win......, no, you ....... Die...... Doomsday...... Come...... ......" With a hula, the last remaining body of Varedos turned into mud, and the cruel cultist finally died completely.

“...... No soul?! Belmont closed her eyes at the disgusting sight in front of her, then turned away. Forget it...... Belmont turned and chose to leave, stepping on the bloody mud under his feet, leaving the body of the Faceless One.

Boom.

The Acherus Death Horse came to Belmont, grabbed the reins, and rolled over and stepped into the saddle. Glancing back at the dissolved corpse, Hugh Belmont held out a hand aimed at the corpse of the Faceless One.

"L'ordrepublic, Couvertureplanétaire] (The brilliance of order, the pulsation of the planets), [Ayantà l'espritqu'ilvenaitdeconnaissances, Chong Dongfascinationmarées] [Remembering the imprint of knowledge, the tide of surging magic)"

Brilliant arcane light poured out of Hugh Belmont's hand, converging towards the corpse of the Faceless, and then clenched his fist into the hand of the Faceless's corpse, and the arcane brilliance of the stars flashed, engulfing the corpse of the Faceless. Under the arcane light, the corpse of the Faceless was completely disintegrated and dissipated, and even the viscous blood that flowed down was completely purified under the arcane light.

The entire ground was wiped out, and the corpses of the Faceless were gone. After doing all this, Belmont breathed a sigh of relief. Then, with a pull on the reins, Acherus's death horse let out a long howl and carried Belmont out of the place with open hooves.

―――――――― Dividing Line――――――――

Where the Facelings died, a small piece of shards buried in the dirt shimmered with a purple-black glow, and as the light of arcane magic enveloped the Faceless's corpse, the fragment lit up with a little light, blocking the part of itself that had spread the arcane magic that had destroyed the Faceling's corpse.

Hugh Belmont hadn't noticed the insignificant fragment, and if he had seen it, he would have recognized it as one of the pieces of the crystal that had turned Varedos into a Faceless. But he didn't notice, so Belmont, who was pulling the reins, turned away on the death horse.

The figure of the Death Knight disappeared into the night, and after a while, a small white hand reached over and picked up the fragment.

"Really...... Scary, it seems to be a little more powerful than it was a few months ago! The blue pupils watched Hugh Belmont's departure, and the girl chuckled. However, that's fine, my dear, the stronger you are, the better it is for many people! ”

The picked up fragments emitted a purple-black glow, and then, these purple-black lights converged to the center of the fragment, and then in the center of the fragment, a bloodshot eye appeared.

A dark golden light appeared, and from the empty mid-air, the sand that flowed out of the void enveloped the fragment, and by the way, it isolated a trace of consciousness that extended from it.

The blue eyes narrowed, and the girl said to herself, "Can't, just let you discover or destroy His Majesty Mnozdor's plan, the god of the ancients......@%¥#@#......"

"Cataclysm? Deathwing? Hey! The girl sneered and looked in the direction of the sea, "You know, these mortals are best at turning the impossible into the possible............ ”