It's the limit.

The slender and fragile body is like an overloaded old machine, revealing an abnormal red, but as if a string in the body has been broken, the girl floating in the air does not feel the slightest pain, all the senses become extremely numb, and the soul and consciousness seem to have transcended the body, and dominate their actions with the transcendent posture of a third person.

However...... Even so, she still felt the limit.

Even if the stigma is implanted, the sword bearer is only a mortal after all, and may be able to compete with the descendants of glory in the case of activating the stigma, but in essence, they are just ordinary people who act on behalf of the authority of the gods, and they must bear the unimaginable pressure of ordinary people by transgressing the barriers of life level with their mortal bodies to control the extraordinary power in the relics of the saints, even if they are all carefully selected adapters, while stimulating their abilities, they will also pay a corresponding price- It is as if the heart is being crushed, as if the tendons and veins are cut off inch by inch, as if the blood is being steamed by high temperatures...... The vast majority of potential adapters died at the moment of transplantation of stigmata, and among the few lucky ones, a considerable number of them could not adapt to the high-intensity combat.

Mia, who has been baptized twice, is a well-deserved leader in her contemporaries, both in terms of the suitability of the stigmata and her personal spiritual will, even if you look at the entire Order, there are very few who can firmly overpower her under the great sword wielder - but even if she is like this, there are limits, and there are ceilings that can never be touched, such as ...... Right now.

It can't go on.

In order to deal a fatal blow to the terrible demon dormant in the underground space, the girl's resonance with the stigmata has long crossed the safety threshold recognized by all sword wielders, and is still climbing higher, even if she can transform this pain into further strength with a tempered will, but her physical body has a limit after all, not to mention continuing to pressurize to control the more violent air current, and even maintaining the current resonance is beginning to be powerless.

You don't have to think about it to know that she ...... I'm dying.

The stigmata implanted in her body began to repel her flesh and blood, the energy gradually dissipated from her body, the senses were further blunted, the heart beat violently like a piledriver, making people have no doubt that it would explode in the next moment, and even more permeating was the skin of the sword-wielder, from the pores oozed red blood beads all over her body, almost dyeing her into a bloody person, if she didn't swing the sword now, it was likely that death would come to the door before the demon was severely damaged.

This is something she can't accept in any way.

Demons –

Must die!

Hemtika is not Millie's hometown, Mia was born in distant Nathaniel - unlike the somewhat unpredictable Hemtika, it is just an ordinary border town, the fire of order has long been crumbling under the erosion of the fog of the Nameless, the glorious descendants who have inherited the blood of their ancestors have shed the last drop of blood for this ancient city that has fallen into darkness, and the cathedral in the center of the city has become the last light and hope for everyone.

However......

The world has lost its light.

The long night with no end in sight quietly descended on this city that was gradually losing its vitality, the world outside the window was quiet and a little terrifying, from time to time you could see a few vague black shadows wandering, and from time to time you could hear the terrible laughter like a night owl, and even ...... Occasionally, screams and the sound of flesh chewing can be heard.

That's hell.

Despair and terror loomed over everyone's heart, and no one knew when such a fearful life would end, although there was an answer in everyone's hearts, an answer that no one wanted to believe.

Nathaniel's reign has come to an end, and it has been swept into the dustbin of history along with them, the inhabitants of the city.

The only thing that awaits them is death.

That's right—only one to die!—With the realization of mortality, the sword-wielders of the Order swung their swords with difficulty, wielding the terrible storm that swept through most of the sky.

The world cleared up.

The turbulent air flow descended like a tornado, and from a distance, it seemed that the girl held up a sword of the end that seemed to be able to divide the heavens and the earth in two, and the small, slender, and fragile body controlled the violent air flow with the overwhelming momentum of splitting the mountains and seas, and poured down like the Milky Way falling into the nine heavens, and then ...... The world lost its voice for a moment, and even time seemed to pause for a moment, until—

The "earth" was cut off.

A pair of red pupils as terrifying as searchlights scanned around in pain, pitch-black sludge-like gelatins splashed out of the wounds, and the indescribable body of the high demon who couldn't see the edge at a glance shook in all directions due to pain, and the mountains were full of underground monsters flying up.

How could there be so many?

The surprise only existed for an insignificant moment, Mia was not distracted, and there was only the demon in her eyes that incarnated into the earth.

Not enough, not enough, far from enough!

The sword-wielder of the Order gritted her teeth, and the muscles in her arms, nay, and her whole body began to spasm, and for a moment she couldn't hold the big sword in her hand, and she was powerless to cut out the sword that had come to an end.

But only for a while.

Mia took a deep breath and regained her spirits as if she were returning to the light, and the frenzied storm not only did not escape with the passage of time, but condensed more and more, and with a loud bang that seemed to end the heavens and the earth, the ultimate sword that the wind relented and condensed sliced through the demon's body like a butter bread, and the foul-smelling black gelatinous substance shot out on both sides like a fountain, dyeing the two pieces of earth that had fallen apart into a rich black.

And then—

The restless earth stirred up the furious sea, and for some reason the high demons who had been dormant here finally launched a counterattack, and tentacles like optimus pillars swarmed out of the earth, like a raging beast blinded by the eyes, venting their pain without any purpose.

There is an effect.

The sword-wielder's vision has been stained bright red by blood, and all the functions of his body are close to stopping, and even his consciousness is gradually blurred, but at this moment, the girl's face shows a slightly illusory smile, and then she clenches the cross sword in her hand with the last bit of strength, and spits out the last words before the arrival of death:

"Supercharge—" she said.

The body that was already on the verge of the limit completely surpassed the limit at this moment, and the stigma that was usually imprinted on the back of the right hand and symbolizing "supercharging" was fully activated at this moment, and the howling wind swept the entire space in an instant, and the aftermath alone rolled up countless monsters, rising into the violent tornado, crushed into the sky by the terrible wind, and then sprinkled on this cracked earth.

Next, there is a blow without reservation.

The sword of the wind that falls from the sky will crush everything.

The sword-wielder is no longer able to hold the sword at this time, and fully activating the stigmata implanted in the body is a means of near-death within the Order, and the damage caused to herself is no less than the damage she previously overloaded with "supercharge", ranging from a permanent loss of fully activated stigmata to life-threatening at worst - however, no matter how serious the consequences are, it will not make her worse, the girl has long foreseen her own death, so when the necessary moment comes, she does not hesitate to turn the stigmata into firewood and lead the strongest blow.

This is—

The Wind King roars!

The girl who had achieved her goal lost consciousness, and the sword of Dacromos, unfettered, fell to the earth, tearing the wound through the wind howling around the false sword, like a drill piercing through the world, and the sword of the end, which held the hope of the sword-wielder, was wrapped in infinite power, and everything that dared to stand in its way was reduced to dust!

This is the ultimate power beyond the limits of ordinary people's imagination, like a natural disaster, and it is Mia's sacrifice of life, hope, and even the power of the end.

With just one blow, the sky will fall apart!

However, the sword-wielder did not confirm the results of the battle, she fell from the sky like a kite with a broken string, and the stigma on the back of her hand still emitted a faint luster protected her at this moment, so that she was not swept into the whistling tornado below like a man-eating monster underground, but that's all, not to mention the shocking blood on her body, just the massive hemorrhage in her internal organs could not be saved by the rudimentary medical conditions in the wild, although she was still alive now, it was only the last echo of a girl named Mia, and her life would disappear into darkness。

Unless you go back in time and the dead come back to life, there is no way to get it back.

But this may also be what the girl desires.

Perhaps she will be reunited with her heavenly parents and sisters.

In a trance, the sword-bearers of the Order seemed to see a splendid golden gate open in the distant top of the heavenly dome, accompanied by a loud chant, endless light spilled from the end of the world, and the winged apostle of God descended from the sky, holding her hand and flying higher and higher......

"—Knock. ”

The girl who fell into the illusion did not feel the pain, and closed her eyes peacefully.

She's dead.

With her in silence, there is also the whole world.

The sacrifice of the Sword of Ending ended the life of the High Demon, and also announced the destruction of the monster race that had some strange connection with the Demon, and the huge underground world lost its voice at this moment, there was no bird song or insect chirping, only the heavy gasp of the boy who struggled to stand up from the ground.

What happened?

Wiping away drops of sweat and blood clinging to his eyes, the young Glory One looked around the empty world.

"Mia—"

He tried to call out his teammates' names, but to no avail, and the dead silence around him gave him a very bad premonition, and he staggered along with his intuition in the depths of his mind, searching for the sword-wielding traces.

Then, the body of the young girl was found.

She walked peacefully.

The young man couldn't help but clench his palms, and he didn't know how to soothe the depression in his heart for a while.

"It's dead......"

He just said this, repeated the brutal truth, and then fell silent.