Elephants don't care about ants' feelings, they don't care about their joys and sorrows.

Attracted by the blood of the Guardians and the ancient spells, the beings on the blood clouds descend on this valley and will bring justice and light to the world, as recorded in those sacred texts.

However, it couldn't help but frown as soon as it appeared, because the altar was much more rudimentary than it had asked for, and the number of Arkenser rough was only half of what it would normally be. This allows its body to last only a short time in the human world.

And what makes it even more dissatisfied is that there is only a lonely figure that greets it at the moment.

The man did not kneel reverently after it appeared, nor did he express his awe and submission in fear, but stood on the black stone altar, raised his head, and stared coldly at it.

It's a pity that the things in heaven have lived so long that they have forgotten what hatred looks like.

So it couldn't read what those eyes contained.

It was a man's most affectionate confession to his deceased wife, thirteen years of despair and torture, hard pursuit and planning, step by step, finally approaching the end, at this moment he stood here, no longer worried in his heart, just to swing the sword in his hand.

This is a sword that has never appeared in the world, and it is also the strongest sword.

Karov arrived in the valley early, spent two days adjusting his body to the best condition, and spent another four days perfecting his spirit, and then spent a whole week cultivating his sword.

And now that the ritual is complete, it is finally time for this sword to be unsheathed.

Faith seemed to be able to feel the strong thought in the master's heart, and the sword body was shaking impatiently.

The strong wind in the valley blew the man's clothes and hair, and he had gathered his strength to the extreme.

The next moment, with a loud bang, the cracked altar collapsed, and Karov's figure disappeared from the altar.

The presence in the blood cloud smelled a hint of danger.

However, it did not react immediately, and the pride of the lion made it impossible for it to remain fully alert in the face of the hare's pounce, and it was this moment of hesitation that paid its price.

By the time it realized what had happened, the tip of the sword had touched its skin, but even then it wasn't too worried.

Because it has a perfect body that does not belong to the human world, its skin is harder than rock, its flesh is more defensive than any armor in the world, and its bones can support a mountain...... It did have such a reason to be proud, even the magic towers of those ninth-order super mages could not compare to this body.

The next moment, however, a miracle happened.

Without hesitation, the mortal sword pierced his skin, sliced through his flesh, severed his sternum, and plunged deep into his chest.

At this moment, the things in the blood cloud finally changed their expressions, and there was an earth-shattering terrifying roar in the valley, the birds within a radius of a hundred miles fell from the sky, the beasts crawled to the ground in terror, and Silver, who was hiding behind the rocks, was directly stunned by the two orders contained in this sound, but fortunately, the magic crystal in her hand was still faithfully recording everything in front of her.

Two bright balls of light erupted from Karoff's sunken eye sockets, so bright that people didn't dare to look at them.

The sword he wielded now had completely surpassed his own realm, beyond the limits of the human body, and beyond the pinnacle of swordsmanship, because in it there was not only the obsession with revenge, but also the strongest love for the girl named Elulia.

It was this love that made him choose to stand here, and it was also this love that made him willingly go to destruction.

But before destruction, he still has unfinished business.

It's revenge from ants, but even elephants can't ignore it.

Karov ignored the giant hand stretched out to him, his expression was unprecedentedly focused, the power contained in his body was not exhausted, his whole person was still moving forward with the elven sword in his hand, going deeper, the flesh and blood were torn apart everywhere he passed, and a rain of blood fell in the sky.

Directly below, all the plants around the altar that touched the blood rain couldn't help but grow wildly.

If there were other witnesses in the valley at this moment, they would have wondered what was happening before them, could the eternal beings who were high up also bleed, wounded, and wailed? Can they also feel the same pain as we do?

Karov's eyes widened with rage, and there was only one thought in his mind at the moment - one more step, one more step, and if he took one more step, he might be able to puncture the heart of that thing, and leave it here forever, in this silent and uninhabited valley, and he chose this place because it was a good burial ground.

The faith in his hand, the sword body was already covered with dense cracks, but it could feel the longing in the master's heart, and it was also letting out a final roar.

At this moment, nothing in the world can stop this person and a sword.

However, when faith did its best to pierce the place that should represent the heart, it was empty, and nothing existed.

There was no disappointment or pain in Karov's eyes, for he had stopped breathing long before he could breathe, and he kept charging as if waiting for the dawn to come.

It wasn't until his faith was shattered that his fingers let go of the hilt of his sword, and the corpse fell limply to the ground like a rag doll.

And Luo Luo was finally able to see the face in his memory again.

The man who was connected to her and gave her life, the man who sheltered her under his wing, the man who said "I'm sorry Daddy didn't take care of you" in the lowest and gentler tone on the last night before leaving...... He literally disappeared from this world.

The only thing left to this world is the unknown sword of determination.

The badly injured and devastated being in the clouds, unable to find a person to vent, moved his gaze to Karoff's falling corpse, a golden flame burst out of its palm, engulfing the corpse, and the fire burned wildly, as if to destroy the last trace of the man's existence in the world.

At the same time, the surrounding magic elements surged, drifting towards the blood cloud, constantly repairing its body, the image of the magic crystal jumped, and there were originally two magic time records, but at this time, the depleted magic crystal at the bottom could no longer support it.

Eventually, all the effects disappeared.

In the darkness, there were only girls with tears streaming down their faces.

(End of chapter)