Kakarit's voice fell, and the surrounding crows immediately dispersed.

They moved silently and swiftly, without making a sound.

Unlike the rabble before them, each of them had two clusters of silver flames burning quietly in their eyes, and they didn't hold any weapons in their hands. Beneath their hoods, their silver-white hair color is revealed.

In the crow's field of vision, anyone with temperature will be exposed.

The black-robed killers, wearing crow-like beak masks, quickly and silently approached each of the ash spirits hiding in tree cavities or underground.

Even when their hands were pressed on the trees or the ground, there was not the slightest sound.

"Rest in peace—"

The next moment, all the crows prayed in low voices at the same time.

The sharp blade formed by the mercury condensed instantly pierced out of their palms, directly piercing them completely.

The poison formed by the negative energy adheres to the mercury and seeps into their bodies along the bloodstream, easily freezing the internal organs.

In the crunching sound of crunching, first the heart and lungs, then the other internal organs, in a few breaths completely froze.

With the withdrawal of the mercury blade, these frozen internal organs burst directly. Then the crows kicked the earth away from the ground, or cut down the trunks of trees, and cut off the heads of the frightened dead Ash Men and Ash Spirits, and carved a large cross in their foreheads with the blades of mercury, and closed their eyelids with their hands before they stood up and left.

This silent and efficient killing lasted for more than half an hour. But until the crows returned to Kakarit one after another, the answer they gave was that they still didn't find Farina.

"Lord Kakarith, it's really gone."

One of the crows bowed his head and replied regretfully, "Because of the druid's rumored ability to transform into animals, we have killed not only demonic creatures, but also ordinary animals. There is no creature larger than an insect in the entire Elder Forest. ”

"Maybe you're right."

Kakarit shook his head: "But. Farina: Here she is. ”

"Adult ......"

"I think you need to change your mindset," Kakarit squinted and said slowly, "don't look for 'life'...... Go find the crows who are like you. ”

"You mean—"

The crows were horrified.

"That's right."

Kakarit's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze slowly passing over the dead crows one by one. The gentle but somewhat authoritative gaze made people dare not look directly.

"Falina is a druid though. She is also a Grey Person, but she is also a Death Crow. She still has mercury blood in her veins, just like you. ”

"But, unlike you, Farina's presence does not bring half of the glory to the Mentor. In the name of her mentor, she did evil deeds everywhere, and she used her power to kill crows for her own benefit. Even ......"

Kakarit pondered for a long time, and finally decided to speak: "Even, this plague, this plague that has swept through many countries and is called bloodstain syndrome, was developed by Falina with the ability to sue the crow. ”

"Now. Your Majesty Roland and His Highness Helga have reached their royal orders, and we are going to crusade against Falina here, in the name of its blasphemy—"

"No need to look for it."

However, at this moment, a beautiful voice with a smile sounded behind Kakarit without warning.

Kakarit turned her head to look, and finally saw the true appearance of Farina, who had been talked about by Roland and Helga for a long time.

Her long, soft, curly tan hair reached her waist, and her slender black robe accentuated her perfect curves and enhanced the fairness of her skin. Her clear, transparent brown eyes had always been full of a kind of subtle smile, and she just stood there looking at Kakarit.

Such a weak woman is the culprit who brewed the terrible plague that claimed the lives of tens of thousands of people?

Time. Kakarit was a little dazed.

"No need to look for it," Farina repeated softly. "I'm right here. Kill those you want. ”

"But how do you prove you're Farina?"

A death crow asked, wanting to reprimand, but the moment he spoke, his tone couldn't help but soften a little.

That's a charm that no man can resist.

The scent of ayara and hazelnut chrysanthemums wafted through the air, shrouded in the forest that had just been wiped out by Tradar's martyrdom.

"Do I still need to prove that I'm me?" Heard the crow's question. Falina couldn't help but laugh.

"Alright, little crows. I've been dealing with Roland for a day or two. What you're thinking right now, I know very well in my heart. ”

Falina glanced at Kakarit, her eyes full of smiles, "If I'm not mistaken...... You should be going to kill me right now, right? It doesn't matter if I'm the Falena you're hunting down or not. ”

"That's right."

Kakarit was slightly stunned, and then he did not shy away from admitting: "His Majesty Roland's orders must be carried out. I'm a weapon. He will fight for His Majesty, live for His Majesty, and die for His Majesty all his life -- a weapon is a weapon, and the mission of a weapon is to kill people. ”

"Really...... You're all the same. ”

Falina tilted her head and said with a wry smile.

"--That's why I'm alive."

Kakarit spoke calmly.

“…… Really, it's exactly the same. ”

Farina stared at him fixedly, and suddenly showed a heartfelt smile of pleasure: "Can you tell me, what kind of spirit is this?" ”

"It's ...... nature"

In the middle of speaking, Kakarit suddenly flashed and suddenly appeared in front of Farina, and his right arm with a cold luster went directly through Farina's chest. Suddenly, jet-black mercury burst out from Farina's chest.

Then, Kakarit slowly said the second half of the sentence: "This principle is clear, and this nature is clear. I was born to kill for His Majesty Roland, and even to death. ”

"That's right...... Ahem......"

Falina didn't resist in the slightest, just smiled happily, blushed, and coughed and muttered, "Really...... That's great. You guys are amazing......"

However, Kakarit just stared into her eyes and asked sternly, "You're right to sue the crow." But why don't you accept the power of a guru? ”

"Ah...... I thought it would be Roland who would ask me this question last. ”

Farina, who was rapidly weakening, muttered with some regret and showed a beautiful smile: "The answer is very simple...... Don't you see that I also don't receive the power of the Twilight Seed? ”

"Me...... I hate being controlled by others. Just thinking about that feeling makes me ...... Shudder. ”

"I am who I am, I am who I am...... Death Raven, Ash Disciple, Grand Druid...... I hate that name. I'm supposed to be unique, so why do you always want to pigeon me into one type or another? I don't want to be anybody, I'm who I am, why should I be anything else......"

Falina muttered, quickly weakening. Kakarit could see that the mercury that flowed from her body continued to corrode Farina's body like a strong acid, but it was harmless to Kakarit herself.

Only then did Kakarit know why Farina did not resist in the slightest.

Her blood was already full of curses that only targeted her. Her body and mind were tormented all the time—as the price of stealing Twilight's power and betraying it. And the mentor just watched happily as she was tortured, and did not fall into the well but did not lend a helping hand.

Even if Kakarit didn't kill her at this time, within half a year, she would be completely consumed by the curse, and turned into some kind of other life cloaked in the remains of Farina.

"Kakarit...... Are you willing to be tortured? Are you willing to lose your flesh and blood? Are you willing to endure unwarranted hatred? ”

Farina's eyes quickly became blank, and she held her last breath and asked in a weak voice, "What if...... Is that contrary to your reason for living? ”

"Even if this body is tortured in every way, hated by all the people, and there is only a lonely soul left, I am also Your Majesty's long sword."

Kakarit replied without hesitation: "This body, I'd rather bend than bend—"

Farina listened stunned, and suddenly, a beautiful smile appeared.

Her breathing grew weaker and weaker - the lower half of her body had even been dissolved, and dark purple tentacles struggled to emerge from the remnants of her lower body.

"Ah...... Coincidentally, I'm just like you. I wish you happiness, Roland's little crow......"

In the end, Farina, who had only her head and half of her chest, completely fell into Kakarit's arms, pillowed on Kakarit's shoulders, and muttered with the last of her strength, "Orwell...... I ......"

But before she could finish her sentence, her upper body turned into a puddle of filthy black liquid. Exiting in a way that doesn't feel aesthetic at all.

Kakarit swung his sword and severed the tentacles that squeaked and screamed, then fell silent in place.

Suddenly, Kakarit felt so tired.

After a long time, he stiffly raised his hand, which seemed to have become much heavier, and closed his eyes and said without emotion, "Rest in peace." Rest in peace, Farina. ”

Then, an iron-cold flame ignited in Kakarit's eyes.

He desperately needed the blood of the next victory, the next strong enemy, to comfort his restless heart at this time.

"Farina has slain—"

He turned around and shouted at the crows, "It's time! We travel to Bansar! ”

"Next, we're going to crusade against the gods!" (To be continued.) )