"We have no intention of disturbing you, and I apologize if we offend you." Blue Bell bowed his head to the emperor.

"There is no need to apologize, you are already stained with the blood of the Mistwalkers." The strange emperor's cold voice was full of disdain.

"What do you want?" Bluebell knows in his heart that the matter has come to this point, and I am afraid that it will not be good.

"You need to make amends."

"How to compensate?"

"You've killed twelve Mistwalkers, and you'll need to fight twelve battles here. If you survive, I can let you go. The Strange Emperor raised his scepter, and suddenly a landslide and tsunami roared from the stands.

Inexplicably asked to fight twelve battles, so who is the opponent? However, people have to bow their heads under the eaves, and the three Bluebells have no choice.

At this time, on the side of the circular field, another iron door was quietly opened.

Bluebell raised her long knife and stared back to back with Quinta and Iwayama as they stared at the door. A giant beast covered in steel strode in. Bluebell was awe-inspiring in his heart, and it seemed that if he wanted to get out alive, he would have to pay a price.

Kunta and Iwayama looked at the dim energy grid on their weapons, and beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads. I'm running out of ammunition, so what to do with the next battle?

The steel beast resembled a ferocious elephant in appearance, with a cold glow emanating from every part of its body. However, the bluebell did not feel any breath of life from it. It was as if the giant beast in front of me was made of steel, like an alpha-like steel creature.

"Roar!" The steel giant elephant plowed the ground with its front hooves and let out a deafening roar at the three Bluebells.

"Don't go directly to the battle, but follow me." After all, he grew up in the shadow of Rahu's son, and Bluebell still had some experience in the face of huge opponents.

At this moment, the bell on Bluebell's wrist trembled slightly, and a wave of light blue energy spread to the blade, repairing the gap on the blade.

Bluebell felt a powerful force, fearless in his heart, and galloped towards the oncoming giant elephant. Kunta and the rocky mountains scattered, one left and one right, outflanking the giant elephant.

Despite its size, the giant elephant was unusually agile. Seeing the blue bell coming towards him, he swept it with a steel whip-like trunk.

With a knife in his left hand, Bluebell leaned forward and grabbed the trunk with his right hand. A tremendous amount of power followed, and Bluebell's body used the momentum to remove the force of the elephant's trunk, and with the help of this force, she dodged and jumped onto the giant elephant's back.

"Die!" A mysterious blue light appeared on Bluebell's body, like a god bathed in brilliant light, and he raised his knife and slashed at the neck of the giant elephant.

However, as if anticipating the coming crisis, the giant elephant shook its huge head desperately, trying to throw the bluebell off its back. Suddenly, a bright energy cannon arrived unexpectedly, shattering the giant elephant's left eye. Suddenly, a stream of bright red blood spurted out.

"Whew!" The giant elephant wailed in pain. However, Blue Bell's knife suddenly stopped in the air, and he felt an extremely sad emotion from the giant elephant's body.

Is it really a living thing? While Bluebell hesitated, the giant elephant went berserk again. Ignoring the threat overhead, he hurried in the direction of Quinta.

Suddenly, Quinta was about to be trampled into mud by a giant elephant, but Bluebell's long knife finally slashed down.

The blue energy attached to the long knife was extremely terrifying, and with indestructible power, it easily cut open the neck of the giant elephant, and a stream of pungent blood came towards him.

The giant elephant's momentum came to an abrupt halt, and it only took two steps forward, and then fell to the ground unwillingly with the last wail of its life.

From the huge wound in the elephant's neck, Bluebell sees something that makes him extremely angry. It turned out to be the head of a human child, and Bluebell shuddered as she pulled the skinny child out of the wound, but there was no life in the empty eyes.

The body of the giant elephant was melting into blood, and a shriveled human corpse emerged from the massive body. No one could have imagined that this steel giant elephant would be made up of human bodies.

At this moment, light blue points of light rose from those corpses and slowly converged into the bells of the blue bell. Gradually, the images of the past reappeared.

Once upon a time, it was a thriving city. Children are laughing and playing, adults are busy in the orchards, and the elders sit in the halls and write hard, putting their wisdom and experience into words.

However, one day, a huge steel object fell from the sky, and a violent storm followed, and invisible monsters entered the city, ruthlessly raging and killing, and people fell in the rain, and blood gathered into rivers.

Eventually, those terrible weirdos took over the city and ruined everything. They enslaved the original owners of the city and built huge killing fields. Using cruel means to create a living life into a ruthless monster, in the earth-shattering roar of the strange people, those monsters forged with life forgot their dignity and freedom, fought each other, and won the right to live with the blood of their compatriots.

Looking at this bloody and crazy picture, the anger in Bluebell's heart surged like a roaring wave. He turned his head to look at the emperor on the high platform, his eyes were full of violence and madness, and he wanted to kill these foreign visitors.

"I'm going to challenge you." Bluebell's tone was full of coldness, like a killing god from hell.

At this time, the prince on the high platform was silent, but his green eyes flashed with a terrifying ghostly light.

"You're not qualified yet." After a long time, the emperor shook his head and said.

"Really?" Bluebell asked rhetorically in a cold voice.

I saw him holding a long blue knife aloft, and the bell on his wrist rang with a crisp sound, echoing in the killing field. This is the first time since birth that the bluebell has been able to control the bell autonomously.

In an instant, a large number of blue points of light appeared from the bell, like fireflies, and scattered towards the high platform.

However, when those points of light came into contact with the strange people on the high platform, they suddenly turned into fierce blue flames, enveloping those originally fierce strange people in it, and the intense heat almost evaporated their souls.

Bluebell closed his eyes in pain, he knew what it would cost. Those blue points of light are not strange energies, but souls that are willing to burn.

They felt the strong sadness in the hearts of the blue bells, and were willing to sacrifice themselves to carry the noble will in the hearts of the bell's owner, to save the suffering creatures, and to erase all the injustices in this world.

The emperor looked at all this, he understood the nature and source of those blue points of light, and knew that it could not be stopped at all.

"Stop, I've got you covered."