"Yes. ”

Haarse's low voice rang out in the circle of the council, and she took a stride and walked down the steps toward the other two in the clearing.

The mountain warrior Levman flicked his arm, looking at Chu who was walking slowly, his eyes glowing with fanatical battle intent.

"Black Knight, let me see if you can actually fight with your head as the legend suggests. ”

Karl the Windranger was silent, quickly drawing the two short knives from his waist.

His hands were slightly bent and raised in front of him, and his eyes were fixed on Chu's neck.

The aura of the two people locked on Chu at the same time.

So, Chu raised his eyes.

Under the helmet, her lips opened and she whispered.

"I will be commanded to take away your sins. ”

Her voice was soft and indistinct, as if she was shrouded in something.

No one could hear what she said, but by the time she uttered the last word, people knew what they were up against.

Liberation: Malicious liberation, consuming "evil" to liberate one's own malice. Each point of "Evil" increases by 1 point and four attributes. Lasts 30 minutes.

The three thousand evils that had liberated her at the beginning made her ability seven hundred times that of an ordinary human in thirty minutes.

The black substance spread rapidly on the skin and armor of Hatsu.

It spilled up her neck, enveloping her cheeks like erosion.

In the stunned gaze of the people.

Her momentum became more and more terrifying, and finally reached an indescribable height.

Black mist seeped from her armor and tumbled and spilled on the ground.

The first self was completely covered by the black substance, and became a pitch-black human form, no longer a face, no more voice, no longer anything.

It's just pitch black, and the aura is terrifying, like an abyss.

"That's, what the hell. The mountain warrior Löfman looked at Chu blankly and muttered.

At that breath, he felt his will tremble.

He gritted his teeth, almost crushing them, blood pouring out of his mouth, and the sharp pain finally brought him to his senses.

At the first moment, Loafman grabbed the giant axe on his back and crouched down.

"Ah!!h

The great axe was pulled out from behind by him, mixed with the wind, and slashed at the knight in the black mist.

At the same time, in the midst of his roar, Carl the Windranger also came to his senses, and the twin knives flipped in his hands, and Carl's body was like a fallen leaf in the wind, light and agile.

Just like his title, he stepped on the breeze and appeared in front of Hatsu, the short knife in his hand falling on Hatsu's neck.

"When!!"

A heavy metal crash sounded, and the sound rolled up waves of air and scattered in all directions, kicking up dust.

It wasn't until the dust fell that the people on the sidelines saw the situation clearly.

Then there was a dead silence.

Lewman's great axe was caught in the palm of the Black Knight's hand, while Karl's dagger was stuck in the knight's armor and could not be cut in a single penny.

The attacks of the two saints didn't seem to have any effect on that knight.

Karl the Windranger immediately let go of his hand holding the short knife, and his body spun around in mid-air, changing his attack, and kicking Hatsu to the side.

A heavy whip leg slapped Hatsu's helmet, but it only made Hatsu bow his head slightly.

Carl, who was in mid-air, stared stunned, and turned his head to look at him, his iron-clad hand at his feet.

He tried to dodge, but it was too late.

"Bang!!"

In the eyes of the others, the Black Knight grabbed Karl the Windranger by the feet and smashed his body into the ground.

A crack spread out of the ground, and Karl's body sank into it, blood pouring from his mouth.

Then the Black Knight lifted his foot and stepped on Karl's ankle.

"Ahhh!!hhh

A terrible scream broke the dead silence.

Karl the Windranger, clutching his twisted ankles, fell to the ground and wailed.

On the side, the mountain warrior Lefman's face was blood-red, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull the giant axe out of the black knight's palm.

That was until the Black Knight turned around and put his palm over his face.

Loeffman let go of the great axe and struggled to break free from the Black Knight's grasp, but no matter how much he struggled, the Black Knight's palm showed no sign of letting go.

The huge mountain warrior was held in the hands of a knight who was not very burly.

He roared, raised his fist, and slammed a punch into the Black Knight's body, but the Black Knight only silently and slowly clenched the palm that covered his face.

"Ahh

"Click, click, click. ”

The sound of bones shattering rang out, and blood flowed from his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears.

His struggles are getting smaller and weaker. Until, he gradually stopped struggling, completely lost his voice, and his huge body hung down weakly.

There was silence in the ring of the council, and there was no sound.

"Bang. King Mantern, who had seen all this, sat down in his seat in a daze.

Hillman stood up, put on his bright red cloak, and walked slowly, step by step, outside.

Chu dragged the body of the mountain warrior Loafman and followed Hillman.

Blood dragged out a road, a path of blood.

The road stretched to the door of the Parliamentary Circle, and Hillman stood at the end of the road.

Facing the light outside the door, she turned her head, her face shrouded in shadow, her eyes slowly raised to look at the two kings on the throne in the ring.

At this time, Mantenn and King Forster sat on their thrones in a trance, unable to say a word.

Hillman smiled slightly and said indifferently.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you here, as the one who betrayed the Declaration, your filthy blood doesn't deserve to be shed here. ”

Hillman's gaze looked at King Manten.

"But you are right in one thing, Your Majesty King Manten. The war I ignited will engulf the entire continent. Wait on your rotten throne for the day I come. ”

With that, Hillman walked out the door, stepping into the sunlight outside.

The Mantenn soldiers, who were blocking the gates of the Parliament Circle, heard footsteps.

They looked through the door, but instead of their king, they saw Hillman, clad in scarlet.

They clenched their blades and tried to stop them, and then they saw the man behind Hillman.

A pitch-black knight walked slowly out of the door, blood dripping from his hands, dragging a huge body.

The black knight's eyes scanned the surroundings coldly, and then he threw the body in his hand in front of the door.

The soldiers of Mantenn saw it, saw their Sage, and his face was distorted and he fell in a pool of blood, blood flowing down the stone steps in front of the door.

And this will be the last scene they will see.

The Black Knight drew his sword from his waist, and its figure vanished, sending a scream from Manten's soldiers.

One soldier after another fell in horror as their throats were slit by the flickering black shadows.

In the midst of the chaos, Hillman indifferently stepped over the corpse and gracefully walked past the fleeing crowd.

In Reinhardt's entourage, a Shi Chen looked at the scene in front of him and took out a pen and paper from his backpack with a trembling voice.

His job was to document historical facts, as he is now.

His face was pale, and he wrote a line on the paper with trembling hands.

"The dark knight fought his way through the betrayers, and the king walked slowly through the blood, and it was like a procession, a procession of the king, except that instead of the cheering people, the corpses were on both sides.

—Postscript to Hillman—The Bloody Tour"

In the bloody wind, Hillman led Reinhardt's party away from the summit of Parliament Peak.

Before leaving, she looked back at the sky at the top of the mountain.

It was dusk, and the snow in the sky was much lighter, and the dim sunset was still lingering, and it was impossible to tell whether the golden or red sunset occupied the entire sky.

Hillman stared at the sky, his eyes reflecting the sunlight, and said word by word.

"The old days are at dusk, and after the long night, a new dawn will rise. ”