Chapter 118: Nightmare (Part II)

The cold sword light brought a murderous aura that disregarded all life, and the fate of the owner of the ghost sword was generally extremely miserable, and almost without exception everything was taken away by this sword.

However, that was what they themselves longed for, because when they summoned the sword, they had given up all hope and no longer had the luxury of expecting another end.

Taking everything in oneself as a sacrifice and turning into a demon who ignores everything is the price of summoning the Demon Sword.

The Hades Ghost Sword, the first of the ten swords, is such a sword, born from the battlefield, and devours all life without limits.

However, this time its opponent is the Abyss Judgment, the sword of destruction from another world, the sword of love of the Golden Demon Lord Astaroth. Under this red and black magic sword, which symbolizes destruction, even the world has been destroyed by a sword.

This is not a level contest at all, and the characteristics of the Hades Sword do give the user otherworldly swordsmanship and the acquired eye of killing intent, but in the face of the abyssal judgment, all this has become a joke.

The whistling sound of the Ghost Sword came to an abrupt end the moment it intertwined with the Abyssal Judgment, and the Ghost Sword, powered by countless resentful spirits, was swallowed up by the countless resentments and despair that wrapped around it after it touched the Abyssal Judgment.

The demon sword full of ominous encounters an even more terrifying sword, the sword of the demon king who destroys the world and kills the gods, and the abyss of the abyss at the highest point in the magic sword.

As a result, there was no suspense in the ending, the narrow sword body of the Hades Ghost Sect broke inch by inch, and countless resentful spirits attached to it flew out, and this ominous magic sword was completely shattered.

The fragments of the magic sword turned into snow-white dust, and they dispersed with the wind little by little, and with them, there were also those restless souls in the magic sword, they were also redeemed, and there was no need to continue to hate and go crazy.

The person who died under this magic sword, the original owner of this magic sword, can finally rest in peace.

"Rest well. Ulysses watched as the restless souls were freed from the shackles of the cold magic sword. In fact, the Abyssal Judgment could easily devour them, but Ulysses didn't like this way to increase his strength, and there was no need for it.

The sea of darkness that had settled in his body, the spiral staircase that descended infinitely, was enough for him to gain the power to change everything, and he didn't need to rely on the evil way of taking the lives and souls of others to grow.

"Xiao You, you have really become stronger. Mira stood beside Ulysses, looking at the ghost sword that had turned into ashes, and before she knew it, Ulysses's figure became taller and taller in her eyes, more and more outstanding, and seemed to coincide with a familiar and unfamiliar shadow, which made her feel shy and excited.

"Well, it took a lot of time and a lot of wrong paths to finally protect Sister Mira. This is what Ulysses can say so confidently to Sister Mira, whom he loved when he was a child, after many setbacks and confusion.

That faint first love is the color that can't be erased in his heart, at that time he didn't even know to cherish the happiness around him, naively thought that if he didn't do anything, everything around him would continue as usual.

The encounter with Lala and the sadness of losing Yulia made him mature and know his weakness and powerlessness. Sister Mira's departure made him understand that the world would not work for him as he imagined.

Therefore, he makes his own choice for his future, and the ideal of the priest is faith, but also a choice, the future he chooses.

If it hadn't been for that wonderful summer night, his future might have been fulfilled as he had hoped. It can only be said that there is such a thing as fate, which even gods cannot predict.

However, now he does not regret being chosen by the Book of Demon Kings. As Aya said, maybe he's the kind of person who is best suited to become a demon king.

Because he longs for change, to change the tragic fate, to change everything that shouldn't happen, to make the people he likes happy.

Even if it required him to pay a huge price and continue to sink into the deepest depths of darkness, he would not hesitate at all.

"O gracious and good God of Radiance, I am here to pray to you, to make a wish to you, to extend your hand. Human blood is blood, flesh is flesh, bone is bone, use your power to repair them—the healing hand of silver. The sacred prayer recalls that in the dilapidated inn, Ulysses summoned the healing hand of silver to treat Rasha and Angela, who had suffered minor injuries.

"Mel, this minor injury is nothing. The lovely blonde looked at the vanished bruise on her wrist, and it was clear that she cared more about Ulysses than about it.

"Ulysses, you're too careful, you're not a wet nurse, and then again, you're really good at healing. Rasha moved his hands and feet, and found that his injuries were all healed.

"Don't think I'm going to be grateful. Angela continued to work against Ulysses as usual, but her slightly reddened little face gave away a little bit of her thoughts.

Ulysses smiled at these lovely and beautiful girls, who still brought a little warmth to his heart even in the midst of this nightmarish disaster.

Therefore, in order to protect this warmth, he will never choose violent means to destroy the world.

To do so, he has to overcome this nightmare, no matter what enemy awaits him at the end of this nightmare.

Then, he hereby declares that the battle to eliminate all the enemies in this nightmare of Sister Mira has officially begun!

............ Leading a team of Rasha, Julia, and Mira, Ulysses walked steadily through the streets that had been reduced to ruins.

Surrounded by buildings that collapsed in the earthquake, there are countless eyes staring at this human team in the dark, these creatures who have lived underground for a long time have a perverted desire for food because of their instincts, and humans with low individual average strength are naturally the best food in their eyes.

Soon, several insect-like creatures with severely degraded eyes and ice chips wrapped around their bodies rushed out of the darkness, making a piercing "click" sound from the stretching of their huge arm blades, which made people shudder in the back.

"Is it finally out?" Ulysses smiled as he looked at the monsters whose heads had been overwhelmed by their appetite, and then raised his right hand slightly.

"Every day the sun rises from the ground, and even if you are surrounded by a relentless darkness, I will crush it for you with my mutilated body. ”

With a wave of his hand, the starlight was brilliant, and countless beautiful starlights flew out from behind Ulysses, intertwining into a meteor dance.

And for these monsters, it's a literal dance of death.

(To be continued)