What can a knight do without a sword? Heather had asked herself this question more than once. Especially when there was a high probability that her sword would never return to her hand, the female knight felt the greatest uneasiness since birth. This is not to say that Heather's hand disease has caused her to be unable to hold the hilt of the sword again, her physical condition can be said to be at the peak of her life, and it will be more than ten years before those dark injuries that fell in battle can find her. Especially after the awakening of the power from the bloodline, Heather even began to wonder if he would grow old like a normal person.

However, it is precisely this force that really worries Hammer Rose. Just as Cheese replied when she asked her, the female knight was no longer a complete human being. Everything has a price, and so does the power of the bloodline, not to mention that using this power is a whisper in her ears, and the clear realization that she doesn't need to fight also makes Heather feel hesitant and afraid.

Since she was a child, knighthood has been her pursuit and dream, and the knight's code is like the strongest armor to protect Heather from being swallowed up by the darkness of the world, and protecting others with the sword in her hand and the fire burning in her chest is as natural as breathing for her. But now everything has changed, and when the power rises at will to make the female knight put down the sword in her hand, the dream she had pursued since childhood was shattered, like a melted blade in her hand.

The most depraved thing in this world is not the threat or the temptation of external objects, when an upright ordinary person finds that one day he is strong enough to ignore all common sense and laws, perhaps he will indeed become a messenger of justice in the beginning. But that will not last long, and when he first uses this power to bring convenience to himself and not to others, when he truly realizes that there is no one in this world who can restrain himself, the fall will be inevitable.

Of course, Heather wasn't arrogant enough to think that with the power of the wet soul, she knew that the challenges in her previous life were nothing to her now. To put it simply, even if Heather walked into the Salonn Territory alone at this time, she could escape in the face of the hordes of ratmen. The female knight was rarely afraid, but this time, she was afraid, and the object of her fear was nothing else, but herself.

So when the massive demon emerged from the king's body, Heather was probably the only one of them who felt at ease. Because as long as she has such a strong opponent, she can still defend her persistence and ensure that she can still fight from the perspective of a glorious knight. Even though she no longer had a sword in her hand.

"For the king!" Heather shouted, and with Atticus rushed towards the two behemoths that were scuffling together, the blue of her eyes growing larger and larger, as if attracted to something, and the raindrops outside the broken windows began to pour down wildly into the throne room.

"Die, monster!" Probably inspired by the female knight's fighting spirit, the great knight's movements have not slowed down at all now that they have been seriously consumed! His skills have become more and more skilled with the battle, as if he has returned to his youth. Atticus held the iron in his hand, he could feel the change in himself, and he knew what it meant. Legend has it that the god of war will give one last favor to veteran warriors who have fought to the point where they can no longer fight, so that they can regain their peak combat power and enjoy the battle itself. And after that, their bodies will quickly weaken and they will no longer be able to lift their weapons.

Atticus never imagined that he would have such a day, and in the old knight's opinion, although the battles he had experienced in his life were rich and fierce, he had not fought for the sake of wielding his own weapon. In each case, the reason for the iron is unsheathed is for justice or the dignity of the kingdom, which is not the behavior of a dedicated warrior. But since the god of war is merciful, he is determined to make good use of the opportunity of this last battle to leave no regrets in his life.

"Howl!" As a direct consequence of Heather and Atticus' efforts, two wounds were added to Erdo's legs. The demon's mouth splattered with flames and let out a curse-like scream. You know, now Edu is already in full force, and if he is injured in this state, the wound is not so easy to heal. Demons and wolfwalkers are not the same, the former's physical fitness is higher than the latter's, but in terms of recovery speed, werewolves' ability to defy the sky makes the demon's cultivation period calculated in hundreds of years a joke. Seeing that there are more and more wounds on his body, although the reward given by the person who summoned Erdu can be called rich, but if he continues to fight like this, the big profit will soon turn into a blood loss. Demons are not demons, they don't carry out their contracts 100%, and under such unfavorable conditions, Erdo thought of running away.

"Do you know what you're doing? I'm Dodo! Lord of the 144th Layer of the Abyss! Damn mortals, you all deserve to die!" The flames erupted from the demon's body again, but this time, neither the giant wolf nor the knight flinched, they all knew that they were already at the end of the crossbow, if they couldn't defeat the demon in front of them this time, then the result of this attack would be the same.

"Behind me!" Heather shouted to the Iron Knight, perhaps because the wind was too strong, her blonde hair floating behind her head and her hands folded in front of her chest. Though unaware of the female knight's intentions, Atticus believed in the apprentice he had brought out, and without saying a word, he retreated behind Heather, and then saw a large amount of rain gather in front of the Hammer Rose like life, forming a barrier against the demonic flames.

The barrier seemed extremely fragile, but with the continuous addition of rain, even though the two people behind the barrier had already felt the temperature of the flames, the shield did not break. When the flames faded, Heather's chest heaved violently, but other than that, she and Atticus behind her were not even the slightest bit injured.

However, just because they weren't injured didn't mean Jack was fine, and when the flames dissipated, what appeared in front of everyone was the scene of the demon's fanged mouth biting down on the giant wolf's neck. Erdo pressed his opponent against the wall, biting at the neck with his mouth, his hands hammering the wolf's chest like punching bags. As it attacked, the cracks in the wall behind Jack grew finer.

"Boom!" thundered, sounded. walls, cracked. The demon let go of its mouth and watched as its opponent fell like a broken ragdoll from the breach in the castle wall and into the rain. "Roar!" roared Erdo, roaring for its victory, it always prevailed over its opponents, whether in the abyss or here, it always wins...... Is it?

"Hey, you, come and see this!" Cheese's voice rang out from the back of the demon's head, and Erdo looked back to see a gray-robed man floating in mid-air. There was an indescribable glow in Cheese's eyes, and his robe fluttered in the wind, revealing his clenched right fist, where dark blue runes appeared like chains all over his arm, and then the chains were shattered by some even more terrible force!

In Erdu's eyes, Cheese's right hand was still an arm, it was a million times more terrifying than the most powerful demon lord, and it felt like staring at the endless abyss itself. "No!" the demon knew its fate, but it was not reconciled, it did not want to be destroyed like this, it still wanted to ...... Erdo's thoughts stopped when Cheese's right hand touched it. According to Heather and Atticus, the demon's massive form was like a sand sculpture in a storm under the mage's hands, turning into ashes and dissipating into the rain in an instant.