Time is the only axis of the world's progress, and while Hayne and Manhalt are fighting fiercely, Ayrt, the demon who has fallen into the abyss, is also beginning to open his claws. Fierce beasts are born out of darkness, and brutal souls are born for revenge.

"Lord Luke, a kite has gone off. Renekton bowed respectfully to Luke. Luke stood in front of his floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the lone finch in the distance. Amil was no longer quiet, watching the chaos grow in front of him, and he could only stand by and watch.

"Who is it?" as if it were a common occurrence for kites to go off the string. Luke didn't bring up much of his spirit, and Ammir's safety was the knot in his heart at this time.

"Number Ten - Ayrt. "Renekton wears a white armor uniform with a Pegasus insignia on his chest. The Knights of the Rose Pegasus are two swords in Luke's hands, and these two cavalry regiments have been carefully cultivated by him. As a last resort, Luke was reluctant to let them play.

"Elt?" Luke turned to look at Renekton. "Are you sure?" Luke was a little incredulous at the news.

"It's true, now Al is fighting Liz Cliff of the First Mercenary Regiment, and he keeps saying that he wants to seek revenge on you. Renekton was a little speechless.

"Huh?" Luke sighed as he plunged into a river of memories.

That year, the first batch of androids was finally completed, and this android was named Ten-Elt. And the nine brothers and sisters born before him all failed, either died young, or went berserk and turned into monsters. Looking at this newborn child, his life was blank at this time. Luke arranges a good play, he first brings Alt up in a prominent aristocratic family, and then gives Alt new memories when he is seventeen years old. It stands to reason that the memories he arranged should be seamless, and Ayrt has always been in a stable state. There shouldn't be accidents.

"Lord Luke, Lord Luke, do you want me to dispose of Ten. Renekton called out to Luke a few times before Luke came to his senses.

"Forget it! a kite that has taken off the string is still a kite after all, no matter what, it is also your brother, don't get rid of it at every turn. Besides, you're as strong as him, so let him go!" Luke treats androids like his own children, and he pours his love into them. Faced with the situation of disconnection, he will implement the erasure plan as a last resort.

"What is the current state of war? As long as the smoke of gunpowder is lit, it will be difficult to clean up! We and Ohagen have no choice!"

"You mean that battlefield, and the regimental commanders are still fine. But the sparks at the meeting were scattered, and wherever it was still the head of the meeting, it was all shrews who demolished each other's stage and scolded the street. Renekton bluntly spoke his mind.

"It's been expected, but don't underestimate those people. If they weren't suspicious of each other, the mercenary group wouldn't be a mess. They may be our worst enemies in the future. Let them go! What a havoc Manhalt has caused. "Luke is more concerned with Manhalt, which is the foundation of royal majesty. Manhalt is like a cancer growing on the foundation of the royal tree, and if O'Hagen hadn't relented and got rid of this scourge early, there would not have been such a crisis now.

"It's okay, it's just that the crow estimates that it won't be able to raise its head for a few years. I think it's only a matter of time before they disband. ”

"You're wrong. Luke poured a cup of hot tea and sat back in his chair, "As long as the mercenary group system still exists, there will still be people in this eighth mercenary group who want to take over." ”

"Who's going to take over this mess? It must be a brainstorm. ”

"The brain got into the water, probably in the water, and then it got caught in the door again. Even if there is a name for the head of the regiment, there are many people who want to inherit it. Forget it, let's just monitor the mercenary group's affairs this time. Be sure to strengthen the vigilance around Ammir and don't let the Noah-level apostles take the opportunity to cause trouble. Those beasts are not the same as humans!"

"Lord Luke, the Golden Lion Knights of Ohagen have begun to act. Eight teams joined the guard around the royal capital. ”

"Eight teams, only four teams protect the royal family, Ohagen is so bold, not afraid...... Forget it, leave this matter to the golden armor!, the king is a little prescient!" Luke opened a door, and inside the door was a swirling purple vortex, which hid another space.

"I'll leave the outside to you, remember! I still have a job. With that, Luke shook his hand and stepped into his own space.

Renekton gave Luke a big salute, and Luke was long gone before he got up. "Huh, sir. I'm on my errands. Although Luke couldn't hear it anymore, Renekton was still so respectful. This is the so-called beginning and ending.

Renekton walked out of Luke's room, and as soon as he walked out of the door, he let out a big breath, he spat on his hand twice, and made his hair a killing Matt. "Well, this hairstyle is more suitable for my personality. ”

Liz Cliff looked at Ayrt in horror, "You...... How did you...... Broke through the Queen's illusion. ”

Alt laughed, "Dude, who doesn't know how to play chess? "Alt was born into the aristocracy, received an excellent education since he was a child, and he also made achievements in chess.

"This kind of chess game, I can crack it when I am ten years old, are you still satisfied with this speed?" Ayrt grabbed the queen's neck with one hand, looking at the dying queen, and the long-hidden feeling of killing in his heart was stimulated. "One killing, one redemption. As soon as Ayrt's arm was forced, he heard the sound of the queen's neck being choked, the brittle neck, and the head drooped down at once.

Alt drew the cross, and as he gripped the short end, the long turned into a sharp sword. When he holds the long end, the short end turns into a giant hammer. At this point, Ayrt's cross is in the form of a hammer, and the hammer gently falls on the queen's corpse. The appearance of the black and white queen is transformed into a middle-aged housewife in an apron.

"I've heard that Liz Cliff's wife died a few years ago. I didn't expect you to have such a bad taste and use your wife as a pawn. Creative, creative!" Alt clapped, his malicious sarcasm embarrassing to Liz Cliff.

A low man with hollow eyes. He looked at his wife, his mind was empty, he shed tears of anger, when a man loves his other half, but can't resist the torture of fate, this man just wants to use his last strength to keep his wife, even if it is just a false phantom.

"What do you know? Yellow-haired boy, are you qualified to talk about grown-ups?" was crowned by the Liz Cliff crown, a dazzling crown placed on top of his head. Anger has stirred up the strength within him, he will no longer speak by pawns, and the true king has come.

"Oh yes! you're going to rebel in this costume!"

"This is my chess world, and no one will know. ”

"What about me? I'm not human, am I?"

"Do you know the fact that you're not human? But it doesn't matter, how can a dead man speak?" Liz Cliff drew his sword, which symbolized the glory of knighthood, and the light was dazzling.

"The king of the cottage, and the sword of the cottage. It's boring!" Alt planted the cross, a symbol of killing and redemption, on the ground, and a burst of silver light shone. Silver light leaps in the air. His body was no longer a mortal body, he was a light that destroyed everything.

"Experience my killing! ”

"In my chess world, there is no ......" Liz Cliff had just raised his knight's sword when a silver light passed through his body.

"Kill greed. The silver light pierced Liz Cliff's chest, and Alter lifted the hammer-shaped cross and fell vertically. Right in the forehead of Liz Cliff, he was stunned by the smash. "It's a second kill, selfish. ”

Enraged, Liz Cliff picked up his knight's sword and sent all the pieces around him into the air with a sword wind. Then he shouted, "Lance!

"Are you who you are? You can control me, it's just that I'm too good at acting. Lance leaned against the wall with his hands on his chest and said coldly.

"What do you say, bastard. ”

It turned out that Lance had never been controlled by Liz Cliff, and he just wanted to borrow a knife to kill people in times of chaos. But it didn't happen that Liz Cliff was not Ayrt's opponent at all, and Lance was very disappointed.

Liz Cliff raised his broadsword, "Mapping! Ten Thousand Swords......" Before his chant was over, a silver light struck his heart.

"Brother, you have enough scenes, let's almost quit! Cadre? Is this just the strength? Don't be a freshman regiment leader, all weak chickens. Alt pushed Liz Cliff's body away and pulled out the cross.

"It's your turn, Lance, you've been observing long enough, do you have something in mind?"

"Your ability, the Seven Killing Array, as long as you have these emotions, there is no way to dodge your attack. That's why Liz Cliff won't be aware of your attack. "Lance has seen through Elt, but this ability is honestly incomprehensible.

"The last leader is not in vain!" said Ayrt, carrying the cross, as he walked over to Lance. "Say it, how you want to die. ”

"I just want to know, who the hell are you on that side. Asama, or Elfman, or Luke?"

Al put the blade of the cross on Lance's shoulder, making a throat-slitting motion at any moment. "I'm just a kite off the string, with no emotion and no mission. How am I going to cut you off next? Jealous! Yes, yes, yes, you've always been jealous of Hain!"

Lance's whole body turned into a cloud of black smoke, "I didn't, take that bulky guy of yours out of the way." ”