"So what! I don't think you're here to say this, to seal your lover's Freya! ”

Hearing this, Freya's face showed sadness.

The Black King was right, it was Freya who sealed the zombies in the first place.

But that's also a last resort, if she doesn't seal it. Others will also seal, but it is better for her, the person who loves zombies the most, to seal it. At least don't worry about other people doing anything to the zombies.

However, he was later killed because of Freya's sealing of zombies.

Because, she is the only one who knows how to break the seal. So she had to die, and it was the Black King who did it.

Originally, in the dungeon. Holding the zombie's body in grief, tears couldn't stop falling from her face. This was the last time she would see a zombie, and Freya was in pain with her arms around the sleeping zombie.

She sat against the walls of the dungeon, tears running down her pretty face and dripping down the zombie's cheeks.

The only thing to rely on is him.

At the door of the dungeon stood the sword-wielding Black King, who looked at Freya with a numb expression.

It's like seeing a beautiful painting, and that kind of grief arises spontaneously.

Tears ran down the girl's cheeks and fell low on the sleeping boy's face. The girl's expression is heart-wrenching and sad. And the Black King became an extremely dazzling existence, holding a long sword and staring coldly at the painful girl in front of him.

Time seemed to stop at this moment.

The Black King didn't move, she looked at Freya and said nothing.

Because the clear description of the truth has made him see too much grief, he has become numb. Thousands of people screamed in front of themselves, in despair. Roar. Curse. Wrath. I've seen too much and I'm completely numb.

Dead to all feeling.

The sound of crying lingers in the cold dungeon, and the smell of sadness fills you all around. Freya cried out in grief and hugged the zombie by the neck and held him in her arms.

At this time, the Black King's cold voice came out:

"It's time, Freya."

Freya shuddered when she heard that she had not heard the Black King's words, and hugged the zombie deadly.

Seeing Freya silent, the Black King walked up to her numbly. Stand in front of Freya and raise her hands. Hold the sword in your hand.

His eyes looked at her coldly, and he asked, keeping the movement of raising his sword:

"Freya, is there anything else you'd like to say?"

Freya, knowing that she couldn't escape, grabbed the zombie's palm tightly. Kneeling in front of the Black King, he looked at her with teary eyes.

At this last moment, she recalled everything she had with the zombies, and unconsciously showed a wistful smile.

She opened her mouth and said sadly:

"I'm dead, please make me a weapon. This is my promise to him and I want to leave the only memory to him. Stand by his side forever. ”

Freya's words were tinged with melancholy and regret. With sorrow.

"I see."

Poof!

The sword in the Black King's hand pierced Freya's heart in an instant, and her blood instantly stained the dungeon.

Before she died, Freya held the zombie's palm tightly. The palm of a zombie.

Dior, holding your hand makes me feel extremely warm.

Freya showed the prettiest smile, the brightest smile. Watch as the zombies sink into the darkness and go to death.

The memories end.

Freya now looked at the Black King on the other side with a sad smile on her face, and she said slowly:

"The Black King, he's coming. He's starting to look for the 'truth', so tell me if the 'Tablet of Truth' is with you? ”

When the Black King heard 'he is coming,' his face turned pale. Then the corners of his mouth curled slightly, staring at Freya and said affirmatively:

"As I said, I don't have a 'tablet of truth.'"

The Black King didn't lie to Freya, he just played a language game. He does not have a 'Tablet of Truth', but he has fragments of a 'Tablet of Truth'.

Hearing the Black King say this, Freya's face showed a sadness.

"Black King, you've changed. I have become unfamiliar, how righteous, hot-blooded, and brave you were at the beginning. It's like a hero. You have a high position among humanity and represent humanity's justice, bravery, and potential. But now you, I can only see one insensitive. ”

Freya watched as the Black King spoke her mind.

In response, the Black King snorted coldly and turned to leave.

Before leaving, he looked back at Freya now, and said counter-affirmatively:

"Freya, you've changed too. You have lost yourself and become only yourself. Although you were sad at the beginning, in the end you still chose the most correct way. But now you've chosen what's best for you. ”

After saying that, the black king left without looking back.

Freya stood there with a smile on her face.

Her smile made everyone present feel creepy, and the new demon king stared at her warily. The cat beside her was also shaking.

"You're not the same, Black King."

After saying that, Freya turned into black mud and disappeared to the ground, and the cat turned around and jumped into the space tunnel to go back.

After Freya left, the Black King sat on his throne in the main hall. I was in a good mood and looked at the murals around me, like the murals of hell.

Countless corpses, demons.

They lay on the ground with their teeth and claws, as if they wanted to crawl out of the mural.

Lifelike and moving.

And the Black King sat happily on the throne, with a smile on his face that only he could understand.

He asked slowly:

"What's going on with the escaped undead?"

Then Lucifer came out of the darkness and replied with a blank face:

"The undead have been suppressed by the Holy See, and there will be no problems in the short term."

Receiving the answer, the Black King showed a smile on his face and waved his hand for Lucifer to go down.

Lucifer bowed respectfully and left.

Looking at Lucifer as he left, a smile appeared on the Black King's face.

"It's finally going to be liberated, and it's finally leading you out. Only by letting you kill me can this feud end. ”

As he spoke, the Black King's face sank, clutching his abdomen and staring uncomfortably ahead.

When the Black King lifted the clothes on his abdomen, he saw a wound like black mud gushing. This is a curse, a curse from countless living beings.

A few days ago, the Holy See was very disappointed with the current Black Temple, and it was extremely disappointed. Because of Samael's death, the Holy See felt that the Black Temple was not as good as before, so it was ready to use more extreme means to control it.

That is to curse the Black King, and the cursed Black King will become the Demon King of the World as the final use value.

This time, once again, the Holy See intends to direct and act on its own.

However, the Black King naturally will not sit still.

He deserved to die, but he didn't want to die so aggrieved. So, he had to plan. Plan an earth-shattering battle where he wants to end his sins.

Let the zombies kill themselves.

So he arranged for people to find zombies while completing the tasks of the Holy See.

However, the unexpected thing was the 'Eye of Truth'.

The fragments that he got by accident didn't expect to help him at this time. Let the whole plan be accelerated, and the original plan to destroy Rhodes City was simply skipped and turned into the way it is now.

Everything went in the direction he wanted.

Because......

“…… You're the only one who can kill me! Corpse!! ”

The Black King's eyes were filled with firmness and faith! (To be continued......)