At least Albert knew that the Sith was very trustworthy, or that he never disdained to lie, that what he said was the truth, but only a small part of the many truths, and that all they could access was a small piece of the puzzle in a normal blueprint, and that Riss's real goal was far from what seemed to be deep in.

So Albert was sure that all the information he had found was true.

This is not a battle between one or a few people, but a complete war. So when the Byronic Empire's army appeared in all corners of the Holutia Alliance, its real purpose was not to send his subordinates to death, and every move on the chessboard contained countless plans for the Sith.

The Sith decided that the Senate could not tolerate such a provocation, and he seemed to have guessed that a surprise force of several Templars would be enough for the Senate to believe that they had deployed the vast majority of their forces. But the reality now was that the garrison of the Church headquarters was unprecedentedly weak, and the generals and their troops were scattered across the kingdom of Horutijah.

But no matter how the tide of battle on the battlefield changes, the Sith is the final winner.

The people of the imperial capital let out a burst of exclamations, and the people sensed the strange movement in the sky, and they all walked out of the doors and crowded into the street, they pointed to the sky, and pointed at the cracks in the air. This time, it was no longer the shadow of the Möbius that gripped the country, but cracked cracks.

The sky, the earth, the crevices everywhere.

Immediately after, the overwhelming sound of killing in the rift resounded in the sky.

......

Disordered space.

Maranfyin, this is not the decisive battle you were expecting.

Because, I'm not here at all.

Graheid's voice echoed through the space for a long time, and the Sith seemed to be trying to declare his victory in this way. He planned a war to gain Grahide's abilities, but his abilities were so important that even if the Sith had to spend nearly a decade erasing Gherhead's last consciousness, he felt it was worth it.

The truth is that he had already won before the matchup between Grahide and Maran Fern began.

In the past, the Byron Empire's armies had to cross the turbulence and completely dismantle the defenses on the beach front before they could enter the continent, but with Grahede's power, he was able to make the Byron Empire's Iron Cavalry appear anywhere at any time.

Unfortunately, the person who knew about his plan was long dead, and what stood in front of him at this moment was just a reckless man with empty strength.

"While the Senate was dealing with the turmoil in their respective countries, the imperial capital had fallen, and you, forever, would be trapped in the turbulence of time and space. ”

In every way, Maran Fern is the closest person to Az-Terres, Graheid's mission has been accomplished, and more importantly, he has tied up the Knight of the Round Table, who is known as the strongest. Sith couldn't hide his smile: "If I were you, I wouldn't have killed Graheid easily, otherwise you would probably have no one to talk to by then." ”

"Looks like you designed it a long time ago. ”

Maranfin immediately understood the Sith's intentions, and even he had to admire the Sith's meticulous thinking. He had heard that the Sith had fought Ophelia, Lin Qiu, and Alyssa in the North, and that his attempt to bring Ophelia back seemed to have failed...... However, that was also a means for the Sith to divert the attention of the church.

The Sith tricked the church into believing that he was only half powerful, so Gosya decided to entrust him with the task of solving Grahidede's troubles, because he had no reason to lose to Graheid from any point of view.

From the very beginning, Korsis had no intention of regaining the other half of Ophelia's power.

"Even if I kill Grahide, this space won't disappear because of Ophelia Ria's half of the power, right?"

"I don't want to underestimate you, Maranfinn. "Maybe in a month or less, you'll be able to figure out a way out of here, but I can guarantee that when you leave here, you'll be greeted with a 'new' world." ”

And the Sith who has abandoned his body does not need to be bothered by this, he is just a thought, an idea, as the world says about him, he can be anyone, appear anywhere.

"No wonder even that Teres guy lost to you. Maran Funne sighed with emotion.

It doesn't matter if he kills Grahide or not, as long as Ophelia's spatial power doesn't disappear, Discord Space is ready to continue to exist, and it is impossible for him to convey his current situation. No wonder Severa tried to stop herself when she left for the last time, perhaps she had already seen the true intentions of the Sith.

"But did you really calculate everything, Sith? From the beginning, I knew that I would never be able to catch up with Teres, I just pressed the wrong chips, and there was no point in holding down Graheid, but you were also wrong, and I was not the one who could stop you as prophesied. ”

"You're talking about Gawain?"

Graheid sneered, this is the only knight who can be called the "strongest" after Maran Ferin, but compared to Maran Feryn, Gawain's obsession is deeper, and he doesn't even need to deliberately guide him, Gawain automatically walks on the fate line he designed for him.

At this moment, Gawain is in Spiral City, and he is an extremely important part of the plan.

"If you put your hopes in that person, I'm afraid you're doomed to disappointment. ”

"Are you really so sure that there is no one in this world who can stop your plans except me and Gawain? ”

Sith felt that Maranferin was talking big, he had done everything for today, he had calculated everything, he could see the fate of everyone, and he was sure that there was no difference in the thread of fate.

But Maran Fuyin's confident expression made him shake slightly.

"No matter how the tide of battle changes, you are the final winner?"

Maranfin straightened the greatsword in his hand, he knew that first impressions were extremely important, and there were not many people who could make him remember the name the first time, but he could firmly remember the name of Tyre-Cyrus.

The next moment, Maran Funne rushed towards Grahide like a cheetah, the cross-shaped giant sword blew a thousand feet of flames, the scorching warmth distorted the space, his eyes stared, the entire space instantly turned gray-white, and the whistling wind seemed to faintly hear the light sound of the clock.

The Sith felt like he was being pinned to the ground, and everything around him froze.

"No, Sith, you've never won. Someday someone will inherit the will of Teris and someone will come to you!"

Now, Maran Frien has one last thing to do.

- "Rest in peace, Graheid!"

The sound of explosions was incessant, and in an instant, the white flames engulfed everything.