Man is flesh and blood, and knights and magicians are no exception. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info catastrophe fell from the sky in the giant city, as strong as Elliot was about to be shattered, how could Enriquez, who was the remnant of the catastrophe in the northern fall divine punishment, still have a trace of courage.

From the moment El pointed to the yellow orb in the night sky and shouted, "That's it," Enriquez's vision turned gray. The scenes of purgatory that he had witnessed just a few hours ago flashed before him—the earth swept and churned like a torrent, the gravel and the corpses of knights burst into the sky, like a blizzard that turned the universe upside down, black clouds pierced the sky, and wild sand swallowed the heavens and the earth, each scene was far more desperate than the sea of fire in front of him.

And when the author of all this came to him, Enriquez no longer saw the harmless magic apprentice of the past, but a demon with a cold face and eyes reflecting flames.

"Demon Duke......" Enriquez's voice was hollow and hoarse, almost not like the voice of a living person.

And not far in front of him, the leader of the Silver Star Mercenary Regiment, Kron, had already moved.

"Devil!" Colon shouted hoarsely, stepping forward, his two-handed greatsword raised above his head. The ground he first stepped on, the grass rippled like the surface of the water, and then collapsed.

With one solid foot, Colonn flew up in the air, his legs bent forward and backward, his posture like a galloping horse suddenly jumping, and his long silver hair fluttered behind his head, like a horse's hair fluttering in the wind. The silver giant sword that he held in both hands and held diagonally above his head burst into flames, and the six-pointed stars decorated with the sword body shone brightly. For a moment, even the stars in the night sky were dim.

The Silver Star Mercenary Regiment has been crisscrossing the western part of the Knight Continent for hundreds of years, and most of its prestige comes from the giant sword "Silver Star" in the hands of the regiment commander Korn. As the mercenary group grows stronger and stronger, Colonn has not been with anyone for a long time, and the "Silver Star" has not been stained with blood for a hundred years. Tonight he was once again lifted up in the night sky by his master, and he whimpered in the wind, and his voice was desolate and sad, like a lament from ancient times.

The style of the Silver Star Giant Sword reappeared, and El and the others seemed to return to hundreds of years ago, the glorious days of following Colon to the states, and they were furious for a while, and rushed forward in the footsteps of Korn.

And more than ten meters in front of Colon, the demon duke who stepped on the fire was still calm, and his expression did not move, as if he didn't care about Colon and his giant sword at all.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, and in the next moment, the Silver Star Giant Sword roared out, and the flames within a radius of hundreds of meters fell in unison towards the direction where the giant sword swung out, moving forward from the place where Colon's body was, the earth seemed to be dragged by a giant plow, and the burning grass was dragged up by the cross silver light sword more than ten meters wide, like tearing off a layer of red jam from black bread.

Silver Star Cross Slash, for hundreds of years, how many heroes and heroes have died under this unreasonable sword skill, but tonight's Silver Star Giant Sword is destined to not touch a trace of blood. Colonn saw with his own eyes, and at the moment when the sword swept over, the devil-like figure flickered slightly, turned into a blue shadow that seemed to be nothing, and disappeared.

Shocked, Kron turned back with his sword in hand, fearing that the demon would sneak up behind him.

But the moment he turned around, a terrible wail sounded.

"El!" Cronn shouted and rushed to El, but it was too late.

The old knight El covered his face with his hands, and a blood-colored ice flower was blooming in his left eye, and with a bang, his eye socket was popped by the ice flower, and broken bones mixed with ice slag and blood flew in all directions.

Colonn roared in anger. El followed him all his life, and was like father and son with him. but died tragically in front of himself.

"The devil ......," Enriquez murmured, "he's the devil......"

The knights, who had seen a blue shadow flash with their own eyes, also stood there in shock. The blood that was still boiling just now seemed to have been suddenly extinguished by the ice flowers in El's eyes. Obviously in the sea of fire, but it is like falling into an ice cave.

In the flames in the distance, the blue phantom still flashed from time to time, and everywhere it passed, someone fell to the ground wailing. Grohn roared like a beast and rushed forward with his sword in his mind.

However, the blue image was deliberately avoiding him, and wherever Chromn went, the blue shadow went around to other places, but the carnage continued.

The fire around them did not abate in the slightest, but the crowd in the fire became more and more numerous. Colonn finally saw that something was wrong, why didn't his knights break out when the fire was growing?

He clenched his sword tightly and looked around blankly, the night was pitch black beyond the sea of fire in the distance, and he couldn't see anything clearly, but he instinctively felt that something was lurking beyond this sea of fire, like driving a flock of sheep, stopping the knights who rushed out of the sea of fire.

What's even more hateful is that the blue shadow is wantonly killing his siblings, and the means of killing people are endless, all of which are shocking.

"Devil!" Colonn roared, his heart full of grief and indignation and nowhere to release, his hands holding the Silver Star Greatsword trembled uncontrollably, and his teeth were bitten and bloodied.

He glanced at the refracted blue shadow, opened his mouth and let out a wild exhalation, determined to give up the chase, and turned to run into the dark night. He was going to see who had driven the knights back into the fire.

"Who is it!" he rushed out of the flames, his greatsword holding up a silver flower, "Get out of here!"

No one paid any attention to him, and the knights who had followed him out of the flames fell right behind him.

"It's a female ghost...... someone cried out to remind him, "that female ghost ......"

"What's that girl?!" Colonn turned his head to look at the man who spoke, and saw a large area of Qi Brush behind him, and none of the knights who had fled the fire with him were still standing. His heart was shocked, and cold sweat was pouring down his spine.

Someone in the fire fled with him, and when he saw the fallen crowd, he screamed and retreated.

"Devil's ......," Colonn whispered with his sword on the ground, with a deep sense of powerlessness in his grief and indignation. Everything that happened tonight, from the rain of fire from the sky, to the demon duke's transformation into a ghostly blue shadow, to the silent falling knights right now, everything was beyond his comprehension.

The world should not be like this, and brave knights should not be burned alive, let alone slaughtered as if they were played.

The voices of people in the sea of fire in front of him gradually decreased, even if the demon duke really turned into a ghost, he would not be able to kill so many people with his own strength, and most of them were burned alive.

"Why......" Colonn cried out in mourning, a mouthful of bitter and resentful blood gushing out of her throat.

"Why?" a woman's voice sounded behind him, "you're funny. ”

Colonn turned with his sword in hand, and looked at him viciously.

The woman was dressed in a white robe, her black hair fluttering in the night breeze, and a contemptuous smile on her face.

"You kill people easily, but others kill you bitterly, is it necessary? Want to open up, everyone kills and kills, each according to their ability, isn't it happy?" The woman looked at the bloodied knight with interest, and glanced at the knights who had been stunned by the banshee's howl. Several of them were waking up and struggling to get up.

"Good...... Each according to his ability......" Colonn roared, slowly raising the Silver Star Greatsword.

At this moment, the white-robed woman suddenly said impatiently in the direction of the sea of fire: "You are really grinding. ”

In the direction of her gaze, the Demon Duke stepped out of the sea of fire, dragging an unconscious knight in his hand, none other than Enriquez.

"The more time it takes, the more pain it takes......" he replied to the woman with the same grimace as usual, his tone was extremely calm, but the meaning of his expression was chilling.

This time, Colon closed her lips and said nothing, and the figure swooped down on the demon. He devoted his life to cultivating and devoted the power of a sword, vowing to kill this murderous devil for fun.

Under his sword, the Demon Duke slowly raised a short silver staff, and the world froze in an instant, and then disintegrated into countless fragments with an explosive and incomparable attitude.

"It's boring, I still want to have a good time......"

The woman's slightly grumbling voice was the last thing Colonn heard.

It turns out that he spends so much time killing people slowly, really just to torture himself - Crohn finally understood this fact, in his last moments before his soul broke Middle-earth.