What is Killing? Presumably, it is an action aimed at stopping the life of the opponent.

And the group in front of me is probably the purest killing weapon in this world.

There was a kind smile on his pretty good face, but there was no smile in his eyes, obviously there was no trace of killing intent, but he was doing murderous acts.

"Really, this kind of pervert who laughs and kills people learns from whom."

【… Can you be a little conscious, whose clones they are, and who is the more dangerous the more happy they are. 】

"....... Cavins."

[....... you just pretend to .......]

Perhaps, it's because I know that there are not many opportunities, and I chatted with the goddess who was stupid and messed up everything, and it was unexpectedly cherished.

Battlefield? It's smooth, and you don't need to put more eyes into it.

At this time, Cavins is like a giant beast being hunted, even if he is still arrogant and angry, he is still powerful, but his body is already full of ice spears and ice swords, just the amount of blood is enough for the creature to come to an end.

This group of smiling Rolands had no pity, no anger, and even a lack of hostility, but every time they attacked, it was so dangerous.

Turning into a dragon, killing with mystery, exchanging injuries for injuries, even if you pay for your life, as long as you leave a scar that cannot be healed, it is cost-effective.

Even I, as the creator, could never have imagined that I could be so dangerous when I risked my life.

Desperately cornered, Cavins is strong, desperately strong, and I was surprised to find that his individual strength was still vaguely above Sophokry.

But in front of 1342 Roland, even in front of Roland, who is only less than half of his strength, Cavins' strength is still meaningless.

Just like the Sword Master in the samurai era, when facing the torrent of steel behemoths, what he encountered was not an opponent who could go head-to-head, but a crushing power level gap.

And what is even more unfair to Cavins is that once he attacks "Roland", the rebound damage is just as fatal, and "Roland" does not hesitate to die.

When the gap in individual strength is not widened, when Cavins is tied hand and foot, it is naturally the side with more people to win.

"Wow, Roland! How dare you ......"

"I don't dare."

I can guess what this single cell is shouting at me, it's nothing more than nonsense like "fight me head-to-head", does the verbal provocation still make sense to me....... and now, I'm afraid I only have the strength to see, perhaps, even this "look" is very reluctant.

The vision has been blurred, and only the perception of the life force is aware of what is happening in front of us, and it seems that, with the collapse of the soul and body, the sense of hearing has lost its meaning of existence.

"Get out of here!"

It seemed that Cavins had burst away, and his breath had risen a lot.

The whole world is ignited, and the realm of chaos is trying to destroy space, as long as I escape from here, I really don't have the strength to set up another one.

But before he could tear the blockade, the "Rolands" arranged the ice and snow barrier and re-stabilized the loophole.

And although I can't see clearly, I can feel that Cavins has been gradually weakened, weakened, weakened, weakened again, and his life force, like a crumbling flame, can be extinguished at any moment.

"Hehe, it's really miserable."

The stupid goddess has sent me a vision of my lawless brother, now stabbed in the air by the forest of ice and snow spears, and those "Rolands" are completing their final harvest.

The screams rang in his ears, the blood of the demon god continued to drip in the snow, and the soul fire of the demon prince was crumbling, but it could not be extinguished.

"Why do you have to fight with your life every time you end up at the end?"

Memories of the past appear in my mind like a movie, how many times has this marquee memory been made? Can't my opponent be a little weaker?

The body is unconscious, and the screams of Cavins continue, and I'm afraid that if this continues, I will fall before him, fortunately.......

Overhead, perceptible, the phantom of the Sleepless reappeared, and when the gavel fell, the Last Judgment arrived.

"Finally, it's over......."

I smiled as the silver glitter filled my vision, this time with satisfaction from the bottom of my heart.

Then, there was the familiar darkness......

"....... this time, I can get a good night's sleep."

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"Sleep? Come to an end? What are you dreaming about! ”

That familiar roar rings in my ears, has Cavins broken through my cage?

I woke up suddenly, only to find that I was no longer in the deepest part of the Abyssal Pool. 、

It was an endless river, and in the familiar gray-black water, countless souls were rising and falling, and the angry guy in front of me seemed to be very familiar.

"....... Cavins?"

I was amazed, because in front of me, there was the same fragile soul.

"Huh."

I finally understood the situation at this point, and it seems that whoever died first, at least for now, we have all hung up, then, it is all over.

I laughed, at least there was a chance of reincarnation, which was already much better than the worst that was expected.

"The end? Don't? You're just lying here, sucking your fingers and watching how I open the door. ”

Cavins's words were a bit absurd, what else could he do when he was like this, but the next moment, I understood.

His soul pupils have lost their emotional color, and they are no different from those undead spirits around him who have no ego, in this case, where can his consciousness go?

“……… Consciousness shifted? And the descendants of the bloodline? ”

The threat from before Cavins came to mind, "the bloodline offspring we all know", damn it!

"Renee!?" (To be continued.) )