This trip, Cisna has always felt quite relaxed, and the previous battles are not too stressful. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But now, the Grim Reaper in front of her will definitely be the second most difficult battle she has ever experienced in her life.

The first difficulty was when she was a teenager, when the demon knocked her to the ground and left her from the dungeon alive in a coma.

After waking up, she also had the urge to commit suicide.

It's a really hard feeling.

So she won't back down again, this time there is only victory or death, only advance or stop forever, there is no way back.

The Grim Reaper watched the scythe be knocked back by the Great Sword of Light, and it was slightly surprised, but only slightly.

Darkness enveloped the island, and death once again enveloped the city's strong people.

Elizabeth raised the priest's staff, and the holy light shot into the darkness, although it was a little powerless in the face of this dark canopy, but it was enough to illuminate the enemy's position for the adventurer.

The light unveiled the official battle, and the three mages unfolded their magic arrays at the same time, and the flames poured into the darkness along with the ice, and the flames.

Two elemental powers, one of death, passed through the dark curtain of hell and came to death in another darkness.

That tiny ray of light was grasped by death, and the light flickered as if to guide the magic forward.

The moment the fire dragon struck the Grim Reaper, it let out a roar that shook the ocean.

The Grim Reaper snuffed out the light and reached out to grab the long fiery dragon.

After being caught, the fire dragon exploded directly, blooming from one point into the entire sky, and the flames in the darkness were even more fascinating.

Maika summons a shadow warrior into the Black Mist to find her way, slicing her wrist and ready to summon a shield with her life.

Elizabeth wiped the fine sweat from her forehead and walked up to Wood, looking at him with a serious look in her eyes.

Through this perfect face that he liked, and the eyes that he liked even more, Wood understood the girl's thoughts. With a sigh, he lifted the last restriction in the girl's soul.

The girl is now able to set foot in the realm of changing her life against the sky, and use her life to change the fate of others.

I don't know if the fool said it: judging whether a pastor is qualified or not is actually very simple, that is, in the critical moment, whether he is willing to sacrifice himself to save more important lives.

Wood has always hated this phrase, but damn it, almost every pastor remembers it all the time.

Whether life is important or unimportant is just that everyone's views and positions are different. Friend or loved one, annoying person or foe.

That's all.

As it began to cool down, the Pillar of Ice was shattered by the Grim Reaper, becoming the second magical element to kill itself after the firelight.

The Grim Reaper looked at the Nether Firebird, which was very quiet in front of it, and with some pressure it held its scythe across its side, ready to use it to deal with the bird.

Hell and the Netherworld are thought to be the same place by many people, but this idea is wrong.

The Netherworld is a place where death is accepted and rested, quiet and unworldly, and where most souls go after death.

Some souls enter reincarnation and are reborn there, while others stop forever and sit by the River Styx and reflect on the past, chatting with busy boatmen, or playing chess with themselves.

Hell and the Netherworld are completely different places, full of exiled souls who cannot go to the Netherworld or return to the present world.

There are many types of exiled souls, some of which are devoured by their own power and become lonely ghosts, such as the unlucky ones who are devoured by demonic bloodlines.

Others sacrifice souls to power to activate laws or elemental laws or ...... that can change

They have changed the fate of many lives and even a world, so they have to pay the price.

There was a lot of stuff, and the Grim Reaper himself couldn't figure out how those guys got to Hell, just as it didn't know how he got to Hell.

The souls of hell are tortured every day, so they are more or less perverted. It's okay, so it became the Grim Reaper.

Listen to the voice that comes to the present world, hovering over the city all the time. It became the first soul ever to go out of Hell, and it also taught the world that Hell is much more violent than the Netherworld.

The Nether Firebird lunged at it, clenching its scythe and swinging it head-on in the icy air.

The firebird was cut in half and turned back into flames.

Looking at the flames that were still advancing, the Grim Reaper did not dare to slack off, and used black clouds to surround the flames.

The flames ate the dark clouds and suddenly burst into possession of it. It opened its mouth and let out a silent wail, as it ignited the flames of hell and fought the flames of the Stygian.

After dealing with the Stygian Flame, it moved a little uncomfortably, and then pulled another scythe out of the dark clouds.

With the scythe in both hands, fall at the same time!

The scythe on the left was blocked by the female knight, and the one on the right, the humans couldn't have moved to the other side of the island so quickly.

It thought so, but it turned out that both of its scythes were blocked.

For the first time, it felt the rage and roared silently, then let the scythe turn into a plague and begin to fall into the land!

The siren's singing grew louder and louder, and Elizabeth was filled with immense power.

She summoned a huge amount of holy light to break through the dark clouds, and the sea slammed into the island with the light, turning the adventurers into chickens and letting the black plague particles be carried away by the sea.

With the singing, the light grew stronger and stronger. Elizabeth felt that behind her soul, there were countless singing priests who were injecting strength into her.

Elizabeth slowly began to sing the songs of the sea tribe with the sirens, perhaps because of the invasion of the soul, and she also learned these songs of the sea.

It's a little rusty, but shouldn't you be found singing along with the big army?

The light had never shone so brightly, and demons like Wood wanted to embrace the light that broke through the darkness, and he smiled and entered his own world, slowly flying towards the sky.

The sea is still surging, and jets of water shoot out of the water and shoot into the sky. Death can feel the pain, too! It roared silently and began to command the black mist to fill the ocean.

A steady stream of black mist poured into the ocean, and the sea began to turn black.

Trapped in the warm embrace, Elizabeth listened to the voice of the Sea Clan and commanded the Holy Light to fight against the Black Mist, while a magic circle unfolded on the waterfall in the distance.

This magic array is very peculiar, it's not human words, these incomprehensible words should be from the sea clan.

In the astonished sight of the crowd, a small fish rushed out of the waterfall, followed by a small siren, and then a mermaid, a large fish with a knife and fork......

They fall into the water, then smile and play instruments and beat the shells, with the sirens and mermaids as the lead singers of the band.

The song is beautiful, and the sea radiates a holy light, and like holy water, it continues to shoot out jets of water to torment the god of death.

In fact, this kind of torture is nothing in hell at all, but after the Grim Reaper came to this world, it was the first time that it felt so aggrieved!

If you call me God out of fear, then I will show you the power of God.

He waved his hand down earnestly, and the singing stopped abruptly.

But Elizabeth was still keeping her mouth open, presumably the same was true of the sea tribe in the distance.

Even without a voice, the mind can figure it out, at least for now.

The Grim Reaper opened its mouth again, but it was actually just tearing a hole in its black body, and it made a sound for the first time in its life.

As the whispers from hell sounded, the sea stopped boiling, and the sea tribes in the distance also showed pain on their faces, and their figures gradually faded, as if they were about to disappear again.

The light lost its support of great strength and began to fall. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Grim Reaper reached out again, this time with a crack in his palm.

Black fire descended from the sky, and adventurers were once again in fear in the face of this absolute power.

But they're not dead yet!

Sisot stood in front of them once more, shielding the oncoming flames with his new shield.

But the rest of the city was not so lucky, they were beginning to be scorched by the fire of hell, and the meadows that had been reborn with great difficulty were turning into hell.

As the Grim Reaper watched its flames envelop the adventurer, it took out its scythe and swung it head-on at the deadly female knight.

On the back of the dragon, Isna fell down to dodge the scythe, and with a scream, the Bright Greatsword became incomparably larger, slashing directly at the even larger black body.

The light severed the Grim Reaper's arm, and because of the damn divine attributes, the Grim Reaper couldn't get back the arm he loved so much.

This human being is really powerful, if you take a few more swords, it is estimated that you will not be able to bear it. But looking at this human being's panting appearance, I'm afraid I don't have that ability.

Fortunately, the priest who summoned the Holy Light was restricted, otherwise the female knight would have been sheltered by the Holy Light...... It really felt a little scary.

Wurm hovered in the air, Cessna in her hand. She now has two options, one is to continue to fight to the death in the air, and the current state has a zero win rate.

The second is to go back to the rescue, but she can't extinguish the hellfire.

Damn it!

The Grim Reaper didn't give her much time to think, and another giant palm had already begun to fall.

The wurm quickly flew out of the range of the giant palm, and the infernal fire that appeared at the same time made it feel a little powerless.

It's been a long time since I've come out, and as soon as I come out, I have to face this kind of battle, and it's really uncomfortable.

Cisna smiled and patted her little friend's head, sighed, and put away her greatsword.

Wurm naturally knew what his master was trying to do, and remembered that at the last moment of the fourth stage, the master entered that state and killed the monster with it.

However, in the face of this Grim Reaper, and still surrounded by the power of hell, it does not think that it will be able to go as smoothly as last time.

However, at this time, only by fighting with all your strength can we find a glimmer of hope from despair.

Hisna smiled a little mesmerizingly, and the moment she raised her hand, a light suddenly appeared in the black mist that fell as quickly as thunder and lightning.

Rays of light enveloped Hisna and her mount.

The golden light fends against the infernal fire floating in the air, while the master and servant don their distinctive armor. Cisna's long, wavy golden hair was windless, and a greatsword that was purely a convergence of light appeared in her hand.

The knight bathed in light faces the god of death, and the scarlet pupils of the god of death are truly terrifying, but she just wants to face the fear and swim against the current!

Even the dragon's groans were accompanied by a divine aura, and Wood, who was about to fight for his life, stopped in the air and watched Hisna pass in front of him.

He didn't look at the spectacular battle that was about to unfold, and flew to the ground with his head down, he wanted to use the power of the devil to deal with the raging hellfire.

The Hellfire wanted to burn everything, and Wood and the adventurers had tried, but they couldn't keep up with the speed of the fire.

The Sea Clan looked pained, but they were still singing with their mouths open, as if they were still believing in something.

Wood looked around at the flames, wondering if there really would be a miracle.

Perhaps in response to his question, another song began to be heard in the distance, and the breeze came with green leaves.

Everyone looked into the distance in shock, the tree of life regained its leaves, and many cheerful elves sat on the tree and laughed at them.

The Tree of Life quickly revived, and the Hellfire was banished by the forces of nature......

The green that represents life fills the city, and the tree of life makes a low sound, like that of an old man. It woke up briefly this time for the sake of the covenant of the past.

It's a city of wonders, so embrace this miracle from the past!

After that, take the city and your hometown to the future.

The Tree of Life dispelled all darkness, and Hisna felt comfortable bathing in the sun. The Grim Reaper swung his body in pain, dodging the sea and the light, but in the end he could not escape the slash of the holy knight.

Another arm severed by a giant sword, armor and weapons entirely converging by light, are simply the natural enemies of death and darkness.

Since coming to this world, it has never been so embarrassed, leaving aside this city of miracles, just talking about this group of people.

After watching the adventurer's journey in this world, he always felt that the most terrifying thing was the witch and the half-demon, but he never expected that there would be such a strong warrior in this group.

Hisna was on one knee on the dragon's back panting, she was tired now, but she couldn't rest yet.

Wurm roared again, dodging the lingering black mist, and she carried her master to the ugly black back.

Cisna grasped the greatsword in both hands and leaped out of the dragon's back with a resolute expression. The song and the light sheltered her, and the blazing sun made her fearless!

In the sight of all life, the greatsword pierced into the body of the god of death. Although Hisna fell through the black mist, the greatsword was still stuck in the pitch-black back!

Wurm quickly took over his master, and then immediately rushed down.

The giant sword above turned into light and seeped into the massive body, and the god of death rolled in the air in pain.

Cisna still feels quite happy, but she knows that this is not enough, the Grim Reaper will definitely not be destroyed like this!

Wood caught Sisna, and when he saw the unease in the latter's eyes, he smiled and kissed his cheek, pale from weakness.

"Well, get some rest. He smiled confidently, but Hisna shook her head.

Wood could only nod softly in agreement with this persistence, and he sat on the grass with the big girl in his arms, looking up at the final scene that was about to appear.

A quarter of the Grim Reaper's original night-like body was now left, or less, and it wasn't as bluffing as it had been at the beginning.

After being tortured by the divine power, it abandoned the invaded parts and finally survived. Enraged, it drew its scythe again, but two ...... fell from the sky Angel?

The demon imp holding the girl below was smiling at it, gesturing at its ears as if to make it listen to something.

It had just been tortured and went crazy, and now it finally has time to listen to the song.

This shouldn't be the song of the elves or the sea people, there is a damn sense of holiness......

Angel?

It finally reacted, and hurriedly raised its scythe and swung it at the angel. Fiy had been stabbed and she was almost out of breath in pain.

Looking up at Libeka on the other side, she gritted her teeth, she couldn't lose the face of an orthodox angel!

Two angels held holy swords, and their feathers slowly fell, turning the here and now into heaven.

A warm glow envelops the world.

On the other side of the ocean, the sea monsters disappeared with a mournful roar, and farther away, people knelt down and prayed to the sudden arrival of the light.

Even if they believe in science more.

The angel opened his mouth slightly to sing along with the song, and the light turned into chains to bind the still struggling Grim Reaper.

At this time, the scene in the air was like a ritual of judging evil, and the two angels raised their swords with serious expressions and stabbed directly into the body of the god of death.

There were a few more scars burning on the pitch-black body, and the consciousness of the god of death was dissipating.

The angels are ready to end it all as soon as possible, but the Grim Reaper already wants it to end!

It used its last strength to break free of its chains, and then let its body fall. It's going to pounce on this island with its last remaining body and make all the people in the city disappear!

No, no, no, it's dead, and now it's just going back to hell.

The angel couldn't keep up with its speed, and all the mage's spells fell on it, but it still fell like a cannonball.

Breaking through the wall of light and the sea, it descended with death, and its pupils seemed to have seen the birth of a new hell.

But the fire of hell became a torch held high.

Countless humans appeared at some point, holding torches aloft in the shadows, as if waiting for it to arrive.

Die to all, you strange city!

It couldn't afford to care so much anymore, it just threw itself on the ground, and it wanted to take it all with it.

But after the active manifestations of the sea tribe and the elves, now this group of humans actually burned its body with torches.

In the midst of the song, its body burned to the ground, leaving only blood-red eyes.

The blood-red one-eyed couldn't do anything but watch the dagger-wielding demon approach.

Wood raised his cold dagger and pierced into his pupils like a blood moon.

"It's all over. He said.

"No, it's far from over. "Death is talking.

"The world will never come to an end, let alone change! Your efforts are just a repetition of the story over and over again! In that case, why do you struggle? Isn't it good to go to the Netherworld or Hell?"

"You're going to laugh at me, and I wonder where your confidence comes from. A sneer tugged at the corner of Wood's mouth, "You must also think that we will never be able to kill you before we officially face off." ”

The Grim Reaper was silent for a moment, leaving one last word before returning to Hell.

"You can only use strong words now because you don't know how powerful the real 'God' really is. ”

Hearing this, Wood sneered and withdrew his dagger, and with a light snort, turned and walked towards his companion.

"Thanks for the reminder. But I think we'll find out soon. ”