In a mansion in the south of Suze, a blonde girl as beautiful as a fairy held her chin and looked out the window in a daze. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Her pupils were amber-like gold, and her long glass-like golden hair was about three meters long, and from the position of her neck, it was beaten into many thin braids, which naturally scattered on the ground and spread out in all directions. In the morning light, it shines with a light that is not dazzling.

The one-eyed waiter walked lightly and brought the black tea to the window.

Looking at the girl's expression, he couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter, Your Highness the Princess?" ”

The girl was slightly stunned, and showed a sincere and gentle smile at the one-eyed waiter: "Scott." Just put the tea down. ”

“…… Are you trying to teach the legion of the undead? ”

Scott shook his head and said disdainfully, "It's just a fake." Natalia alone is enough to take them out. ”

"You can't say that, my dear."

Anvilia lifted the messy hair back from her ears and took a sip of the black tea that shone with a warm golden sheen, before she spoke, "It's not just the undead, it's dusk." If I hadn't asked Ann Ruosi to help, Natalia's life might have been in danger. ”

"If she can't even solve these non-sane things, she'll die there."

Speaking words that bordered on arrogance in a humble and gentle voice, Scott said proudly, "That's my beloved disciple who has inherited my eyes, my sword, and my swordsmanship. Her talent for swordsmanship is even stronger than mine. Natalia is like a holy sword, time cannot carve the slightest rust on her, and even if she is about to die, she will be sharp enough to cut the bones of a false god. ”

"Then you're willing to take your genius disciple to the forefront?"

Natalia couldn't help but laugh: "Aren't you afraid of some accidents?" ”

"There can be no surprises, my Highness."

Saying this, Scott paused: "Of course, if she really encounters an enemy that she can't defeat no matter what...... My eyes are still on her. That's pretty much all my power. ”

"As a result, you still feel sorry for your apprentice......"

"It has nothing to do with that, Your Highness," Scott whispered, standing quietly behind Anvilia as he closed his eyes slightly, "I'm just a little tired. ”

"You......"

Chuckling, Anvilia looked out the window again.

This time, Scott was truly at a loss.

"What the hell are you looking at?"

"Watching a friend's funeral, the death of a monster, the renewal of a world."

With a hint of sadness, Anville whispered, "And, the birth of an emperor." ”

Suddenly aware of what Anvilia was saying, Scott fell silent.

In the small room, Anvilia suddenly whispered, "Scott." ”

"Yes."

Without hesitation, he replied immediately.

Even if he gave up his origin power, he was an immortal undead after all. If nothing else, he will live as a waiter for a long, long time until he is lost in the future with the eternal Anvilia.

Until then, Anvilia will re-squeeze his near-negative life force into the Origin whenever he needs it—the strongest swordsman on earth will return.

Scott's blade never decays with the passage of time.

Is it to help Roland kill that twilight seed together? Or go and get Natalia and Ann Ruth back?

Pondering in his mind what Anville might command, Scott heard a phrase that he almost thought was a hallucination: "Hug me." ”

After a period of silence, Scott whispered, "Yes." ”

Then, he stepped forward and hugged Anvilia a little jerky.

He barely knew where he was supposed to sit or what to do with his hands. His whole body stiffened, as if he was preparing for the sharpest swordsmanship, and his whole body was tense and straight.

- It's as soft as it was a thousand years ago.

This was Scott's first impression.

Anvilia's hand rested lightly on his shoulder, and miraculously, Scott quickly relaxed.

It's like the two were a thousand years ago. It's like the two of them were children.

"Anvilia ......"

Disturbed, Scott, in a trembling voice, called out Anvilia's name for the first time.

Then, there was no response for a long time, but the strength of Anvilia's hugging of him seemed to increase a little.

Just as Scott's worried palms began to sweat, he suddenly smelled Anvilia's sweet breathing.

"I remember it all along."

She leaned into Scott's ear and whispered softly, "Always remember...... Our Covenant. ”

"I ...... Won't forget. ”

"I will not forget that you were the first great person I met."

In the direction that Anvilia had just stared at, in the southwest of the stubborn oak lock, a man in a white robe with an indistinct face sat on his huge eyes and whispered softly: "Then, you will be the last great one I kill." ”

Unexpectedly, huge eyes stared at him in silence. In the seemingly fragile membrane, countless pure white snakes crawled comfortably.

In terms of its own volume, the part of it that protrudes from the surface is just a skin.

Rather than attacking actively, it was more like it was pressed to the ground, and its body was directly embedded in it.

And so it is.

Lords are noble people who have the blood of the golden seed in their veins, and they are undoubtedly superior to the saints in terms of combat power alone.

And if the Sage becomes a lord, it will be enough to exert a great power similar to that of Orm.

But that's theoretically impossible.

Faennes, the [petri dish] established by Aum in order to extend the time of his universe, the highest authority in it can only be obtained by the golden seed.

It is for this reason that the Sages have sealed all the golden seeds in the coffin of the Sleeping Master.

The only one who can transcend common sense and possess the extreme combat power of Faenth is the monster created by the Sleeping Mentor himself, the only king who has all the abilities of the Kabbalah Tree and can have the right to rule the abyss.

Holding the supreme authority of Faennes, when Higgs thought the abyss was empty, Roland easily captured it and suppressed it in the abyss.

The process in between will not be described for the time being - it was really not a thrilling battle. It's just that Roland closed the door after Higgs entered, and that's it.

Then, Roland entered Higgs's body.

In a mortal body, he tried in vain to devour the twilight that a saint had transformed...... Or rather, he, as a newborn dusk seed, ate another dusk seed, and that's it.

The knowledge, wisdom and talent that belonged to Victor, as well as all the history of the eighteen hundred years, were completely swallowed up by Roland. The soul of the Shattered Twilight Seed burned Roland to less than half of the soul that remained.

It's like what he said to the professor.

From that point on, Roland could no longer be called human.

With the appearance of a human being, with the obsession of becoming a human being and saving human beings, the distorted survival of the twilight species - Roland.

Natalia and Anroth were not defeated by the twilight of Higgs. Simply, the blood splattered from Higgs' corpse on the undead and the surrounding valley, and they were twisted into monsters.

Listening to Roland's whispers, the eyeballs under him gradually melted into some kind of light. Then it merged with Roland, leaving the ground intact.

Sitting on the eyeballs, he was quietly suspended in the air, as if he was sitting on a transparent chair.

Just looking at Roland's statue, just whispering his name will be mentally tainted by him, and he will become the kind of posture Roland hoped for - the perfect human being.

A madman will not go crazy a second time, nor will something that has been polluted once by dusk not be polluted a second time.

If you are polluted by Roland's spirit, it means that the people of Faennes are no longer afraid of twilight. Next, as long as Roland himself does not become alienated, Faennes will become the cornerstone of countless cosmic counterattacks.

Spread the name of Yves Saint Laurent among the countless survivors. Proclaim the name of Yves Saint Laurent, praise His miracles – and then aspire to its own evolution.

There is no more pure human being than Roland. There are no more pure monsters by Roland.

A monster named Human, Emperor Roland.

From the time he devoured Higgs, he could no longer hear human voices. Because there is no more pure human being in this world than him.

All he could hear was his own voice; All he could see was his own reflection.

The whole world was silent, and the whole world was nothing.

"Only in this way can Faens be saved."

In Roland's ear, the face of Elukado, which emerged from the void, said softly, "Emperor, you don't have to be sad. At least I'm still with you. ”

"You will die with me, Elukado."

Roland whispered.

"That would be my pleasure."

For the first time, as before, Elukado replied in a voice that could not be more gentle.

The corners of the blind Roland's mouth bloomed with a pure smile: "Let's go, Elukado." While I'm still awake, let's go back to the abyss. ”

"Hold me up and put me on the throne that is mine—let me be sealed on the throne forever."

Until the Faennes leave this universe, until all the twilight is defeated, Roland can be liberated from above.

Finally, in a tone of gentleness and conviction, Elukado repeated, "You are absolutely right, Emperor. ”

"I'm ...... Emperor of Faenns. ”

Whispering, Roland stepped out and disappeared into the void. (To be continued.) )