"Stop! I'm left on the mission to kill you, and the rest has nothing to do with me. Brandon's expression froze, and the golden spear gradually took shape in his hand.

Edward's eyes widened, and he was speechless in astonishment.

There was no warmth in Brandon's eyes, and after the memory was erased, he was indifferent to everything else except the command of God.

"Brandon, you?!" Edward stopped abruptly when he heard this, he couldn't even believe that such a word could come out of the other person's mouth.

"Let's do it. Brandon swung his spear fiercely, his body overflowing with divine power like substance, and said, "My companion has returned to the divine realm, and he can't waste time in such a place. ”

"Haha, your companion?" Edward couldn't help but laugh out loud as if he had heard a big joke, but his eyes grew colder and colder.

He raised the shadow blade in front of him, and the pentagram array under his feet began to appear again, and a blue starry sky burst out around him.

Although Starry Sky Fighting Qi is a type of Fighting Qi, it is completely different from ordinary Battle Qi.

It has a brilliant brilliance like a star, and has the special effect of devouring other fighting spirits. This kind of fighting spirit is exclusive to Edward, and its power is not inferior to the Thunder Knight's divine fighting energy.

Edward's original fighting aura was a feminine light blue, which could make up for the lack of strength with incredible speed. And with the help of Merlin three years ago, Xiang Blue Dou Qi successfully mixed the power of the stars.

"Brandon, have you forgotten the promise you made to Diana?" said Edward, taking a fighting stance.

"Diana?" Brandon's expression moved, he seemed to remember something, but the vague thought was fleeting.

"You said that you would never let her be harmed in any way......" Edward's face flushed, his lips trembling with excitement at the moment, and said, "You once said that if anyone dared to do anything to hurt Diana, even if it was a god in heaven, you would fight to the death!"

Brandon shook his head blankly, remembering that he had never said these words. With his personality gone, he can't even remember who Diana is.

"Also, what's going on with those six wings behind you?!" Edward's long-standing heart finally exploded at this moment.

Before Edward could reply, his body moved, and his black figure disappeared into the darkness along with the dark blue starry sky.

"Huh?" Brandon frowned, apparently the other party was far faster than he expected.

He concentrated his mind on spreading his powers, but he still couldn't determine Edward's exact location.

This is the greatest advantage of being an Assassin, being able to completely hide his aura - fast as the wind, always accompanied by shadows.

Edward bent down, hidden in the darkness, staring at the other's every move.

Brandon suddenly smiled strangely and raised his hand suddenly—the fog in the temple began to slowly subside, and the sky that had been dark was now bright again.

A blinding light poured down from the sky, and Edward squinted slightly, looking up at the cloudy whiteness.

Edward finally figured out that it was not actually the light emitted by the sun, but the illusion that Brandon had forcibly urged with divine power.

Because although the strong light shone on his face, he didn't even feel the slightest warmth.

"Now you have nowhere to run. Brandon's disdainful voice rang in his ears.

Edward was shocked, he didn't notice how quickly the darkness had faded, and his every move was completely exposed to the other party's eyes.

When he looked up, there were dozens of faceless angels standing above the dilapidated temple.

And Brandon's figure, as if evaporated, never appeared again.

Edward could clearly sense Brandon's breath, but he couldn't tell where he was.

"Who are you? what about that guy, tell him to get out of here!" Edward stood solemnly, the shadow blade in his hand bursting out with a brilliant starry sky fighting aura.

Hearing this, the angel at the head took a few steps, condensed a golden spear in his hand, and walked to a place only ten meters away from him and stopped.

"Those who break their oaths will be destroyed!" a deafening cry burst through the air, and the Seraphic threw his spear at Edward.

The golden light in Edward's eyes was rapidly expanding, and the heat emitted from the tip of the spear almost burned his eyes!

The scene in front of me flickered suddenly, and everything was dark again.

Edward could no longer hold on, and his slender figure fell to the ground.

In stark contrast to his weakened body, the shadow began to wriggle violently—in an instant, it broke away from its main body and poured into the shadow blade.

Edward's lips opened and closed a few times, as if muttering to himself. With the last of his strength, he threw the shadow blade in the direction of the mainland. I saw the dagger turn into a meteor, drawing a psychedelic trajectory in the blue night sky.

But who would have thought that the place where the shadow blade fell would become the origin of the legend eighty years later.

He clearly felt that life was passing through his body bit by bit, and the scenes of the past flashed before his eyes.

"Edward, when will you come in handy!" Caesar sat by the fire and sneered at Edward, but there was no blame in his tone.

"That's it, look at Merlin, even he already knows how to use stun to control beasts. Your broken dagger looks pretty powerful, but when it counts—" Brandon said thoughtfully.

"Brandon, what nonsense! If I hadn't treated you in time, you would have been taken away by that griffon!" Merlin glanced at Brandon with a look of displeasure on his face.

Edward didn't speak, just smiled guiltily.

Brandon and the three of them stopped talking, only smiled at Edward, and in this precious day, even the meeting of their eyes was like the whisper of a soul.

- "If you don't forget, there will be an echo." ”

Edward sighed softly, unwilling, remorseful, but more downright sadness, and finally slowly closed his eyes, tears quietly slipped down.

The short black robe was dyed dark red, and at the moment in his hand, lying quietly was the copy of Assassin's Creed that he had carried with him since the day he became an Assassin.

In the silence, the cold wind howled, and the pale pages rolled wildly, as if in the final mourning for their master.

Brandon walked up to Edward's corpse with no change in his expression.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and his gaze was fixed on the glowing line of words on the title page:

"It's not that I chose this life, it's that life chooses this way for me. ”