Under the helmet, the Black Knight's scarlet eyes were fixed on Hughbert's body.

I don't know where it came from, Hubert felt the cold, and as a saint, he shouldn't have felt the cold or heat anymore.

But he could clearly feel the cold almost freezing his limbs and stopping his heart.

Then he understood, it was a kind of killing intent, from the killing intent of the person in front of him.

It's just a monster.

Now Hubert began to wonder if the black knight's armor was a human being, the decapitated body that was still immortal, and the killing intent he had never seen before.

Whether it is a battle-hardened general or a ruthless killer, their killing intent is compared to the person in front of them.

In the killing intent, the world in front of him seemed to have darkened, the clouds in the sky were dim, and the earth was full of corpses.

He seemed to be in an empty wasteland, his body slowly soaked in red blood, he understood that this was an illusion caused by a strong killing intent, but he had no way to resist, and he didn't know how to resist.

Hubert naturally didn't know why Chu had such a killing intent, he had never experienced the Apostolic Wasteland, let alone that kind of fighting.

Countless people and creatures from all worlds were told on the first day that only one person would survive in the entire wasteland.

They began to fight frantically, how many people participated in the fighting, hundreds of millions, or billions? No one counted, only that their corpses were enough to cover the boundless wasteland.

In a time when there is no day or night, no seasons, no end. Every day, he tore at the raw flesh with blood, and rested in pools of blood and beside corpses.

In such an environment, the last one left is the beginning.

So it's nothing to say she's a monster, it's accurate.

It can be said that what Hubert feels now in the illusion of killing intent is what he felt in the Apostolic Wasteland at the beginning.

Lying blankly in a pool of blood, looking at the world, letting the blood run down his cheeks, life and death are no longer so important, everything has no meaning.

So when she first sought meaning, she needed meaning.

The killing intent caused Hubert to lose his mind for a short time, and this short loss of consciousness was enough to end his life.

He felt a pain in his chest, and the world became clear again, and he slowly lowered his head.

His body was falling from mid-air, and the sound of the wind was hanging in his ears.

The black knight had already stabbed the sword into his chest, and the blood flowed down the sword, flowing through the black blade, and his life flowed with the blood.

"Ahem. Hughbert coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the staff in his hand fell off.

"How many people have you killed?" he asked, looking down in mid-air, barely seeing the end of the corpse in that Killing Intent Illusion.

"Forgotten. Chu held his sword and replied lightly.

"Ho. A hoarse sound came from his throat, and he didn't know whether to mock or mock, and Hubert looked at Hatsu.

"You monster. ”

He raised his right hand tremblingly, gripping it on the knight's sword that had stabbed into his chest.

His eyes were getting darker and darker, but before he died, he had to do something for Plain, to offer his last enlightenment for his kingdom.

He's going to kill this monster.

"Banished with me, sinful fellow. Hughbert whispered.

Hatsu's hand holding the sword tightened, and then, her and Hubert's figures disappeared into midair.

Not far from the battlefield, Hatsu and Hubert appeared on an empty plain at the same time.

Hubert unleashed a long-distance spatial teleportation, teleporting Hatsu and himself here.

At this time, the old man's face was pale, his silver-gray robe was covered with blood, and his right hand was tightly grasping the blade of the first sword.

In the first perception, the spatial elements in Hughbert's body became disordered, intricately intertwined, as if they would collapse and be released at any moment.

These spatial elements contain a huge amount of energy, and if they are released all at once, it will be devastating to everything around them.

But Chu did not resist or run away, but just stood in place, looking at Hughbert with some puzzlement.

This blow to Hughbert himself would be affected, and as the center, he would suffer the most. If nothing else, his body will shatter and there will be no one left at all.

At first I don't understand why Hubert would do it to this extent.

Could it be that this is also his task?

Hubert's expression became painful, and cracks opened on the surface of his skin, and in the cracks were silvery-white light.

"Ah!!h

In the same way, this is also his realization.

The spatial elements squeezed together exploded with a bang, and Hubert's body turned into powder in the first place.

The silvery-white light formed a hemisphere, with him as the center, spreading out, submerging the beginning, submerging the grass and trees, submerging the earth and stones, and submerging everything on the plain. Everywhere it passed, everything was crushed by space, turned into fragments and powder.

On the battlefield, you can see the huge silver-white light rising not far away, shining under the long sky that breaks through the clouds.

Plain's soldiers were silent, knowing that their sage had given his life for them.

Reinhardt's soldiers were silent as well, for the splendor was truly dazzling.

The silvery-white brilliance lasted for a long time.

Almost everyone thought that both the Black Knight and the Space Sage had died in it.

But when the brilliance fades little by little.

People were stunned to see that in the silver light, a pitch-black figure, carrying a sword, slowly walked out step by step.

With its back to the blinding silver light, it stepped out of the ruins like a shadow in the scorching sun.

It is a monster that does not die as long as it is in a sinful place.

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Having lost the Sage of the Kingdom, Plane's soldiers lost the courage to continue fighting. In a not very long time, the royal city was broken.

The king of Plain was captured, and instead of killing him, Hillman ordered him to be imprisoned.

On the third day, Reinhardt's army, led by Hillman, entered the city of Plane.

The banner of the roaring lion flies through the streets of King Plane, replacing the eagle of the Planan faith.

Hillman walked at the front of the army, followed by soldiers with sharp blades in their hands.

Wearing a crown and a red cloak, she rode on a white steed and looked at the Planns who stood on either side of the street.

In the way the Plann looked at her, she saw fear, she saw resentment, she saw pleading, but unfortunately, these were not what she wanted to see.

But she doesn't care what others think of her.

Hillman tilted his head, stared ahead, and rode forward on his steed.

Her father had told her something.

She will be a king, so she will be different from everyone else. She will be ahead of all and lead the way of the Kingdom.