When Xiuyi's dark green soul fire met Little's gaze, Xiuyi suddenly felt a chill, as if he had fallen into a deep pool full of ice on an extremely cold winter day, and it was unusually cold.

This feeling made Xiui determined. The undead in front of him is an undead sword saint, not that he has killed those beginner and second-order undead in the past two years, and he can only rely on the magic of the evil god "Hernaste Caesarshara" to survive.

With his golden eyes and blood-red pupils, Little looked at Xiu Yi who was dressed in heavy clothes, and the dark green soul fire from the gap in the helmet mask made his heart full of doubts.

Little's attention had been to Ace and the old vampire, and he hadn't noticed that Xiu Yi, a second-order little skeleton, had a dark green soul fire that had never appeared in the underworld, and this soul fire gave him a feeling of extreme evil.

He had never had such a strange feeling, not like the chaos of demons, nor the cold of the undead, it was the ultimate evil that could not be told of it, but it was not a threat to him.

Gripping the long sword used to kill Acere, his legs bent slightly, and then kicked hard, Litt turned into a blood-red streamer and shot at Xiu Yi at a rapid speed, which was more than several times faster than when he fought before, as if he was about to break through the speed of sound!!

It turns out that in the battle of the Holy Rank, fast speed does not help either side win, and it is even possible that the other party will seize the opportunity to defeat their own side at once, and the battle that is too fast will cause a great burden on the body and will make the chance of victory slim, so the Holy Rank will only use this extreme speed to fight when fighting with too many low-level professionals.

Xiu Yi couldn't help but be stunned when he saw that Little had used such extreme speed to deal with him, he was just a small skeleton of the second order, did he need to deal with it like this?

It was in this stunned state that the blood-red streamer that Litt had turned into had already reached Xiuyi's body, and the sharp sword stabbed down on Xiuyi's body, targeting the skull of the skeleton that stored soul fire.

Seeing this, Xiu Yi couldn't help but subconsciously use it, and took the artifact "Living Outside the World" with his right hand to block it, I don't know if it was a coincidence, this artifact book happened to be in front of Xiu Yi's skull.

"Bang!"

The long sword stabbed by Litt stabbed the artifact fiercely, and for a while, only a series of bones were heard, and the long sword stabbed by the undead sword saint had a huge power, knocking Xiuyi's right arm and right shoulder bone into shattering fractures!!Even the hand bones holding the artifact were smashed into sand bones!!But, despite this, there was not the slightest scratch on the book "Living Outside the World!!

The huge impact sent Xiu Yi flying out, slamming into the wall not far away, and then falling heavily to the ground, the artifact that saved Xiu Yi's life, flew to the side when Xiu Yi was knocked away.

"Troll, step, step..."

Holding a long sword, Litt walked slowly towards Xiuyi, his bloody feet, when he walked on the floor, he made a very bloody footsteps, and every step would leave a bloody footprint on the floor in the main hall, and even a trace of flesh....

Listening to such bloody footsteps, looking at the bloody and bloody undead sword Saint Lit, walking towards him, Xiuyi's extremely evil dark green soul fire gradually began to flicker, and his heart began to slowly silently recite the sacrificial text of the divine magic of the evil god "Hernaste Caesarshara": 'Before everything appeared, you were already in the void, before the world was born, you have existed for a long time, the boundless black light, the endless white shadow, is the scepter in your hand. ’

Little walked over to where Huey was.

'We who are extremely lowly pray for the infinite glory of you, who are extremely holy, and the most pitiful of us, for the infinite evil, for the infinite protection. ’

Take off Huey's helmet.

'Now lowly you, poor we, pray to you, the most holy and the most wicked, to grant you the power to kill and mutilate the beings who destroy us, and we swear that we are the Sons of God who save all things, that we are the devils who destroy all things, and that we are evil sons who seek equality. ’

"Don't blame me, blame the general, your own bad luck." With a bloody hand, he raised his sharp sword and pointed it at Xiuyi's head, about to cut it off.

“... With our soul fire... For the sacrifices... May your glory... The Glory of Nothingness..."When the sword in Little's hand was about to slash the head of Xiu Yi's soul fire, Xiu Yi suddenly roared loudly.

"What !! not !!"

A strong dark green light burst out from Xiuyi's skull, gradually engulfing everything in the hall, as a stupid demigod, as soon as the dark green light first appeared, he instinctively wanted to escape, but his slow speed made him unable to escape from the dark green light.

That strong light is the divine magic of the gods, it is the divine punishment of the gods, it is an incomparable existence, no matter how powerful the holy order, the demigods are powerful, they can't be compared with the gods, everything has long been predestined, life is life, death is death, no one can change it....

When the dark green light gradually faded, Xiuyi's soul fire was already dim and weak, he fell to the ground, so weak and abnormal, unable to see the things around him clearly, unable to hear the sound clearly, an unspeakable disgusting voice, filled his soul fire....

Gradually, Xiuyi's consciousness became farther and farther away, more unable to see clearly, unable to hear clearly, when he was about to fall unconscious, he vaguely heard that there was a girl calling his name, and he saw a vague figure in a daze, he felt that the vague figure was a beautiful girl with long brown hair and wearing an orange dress, but he felt that the figure was a lovely girl with a dark blue... But before he could see the figure, he was already unconscious...

The light of the setting sun shines on a beautiful street, the street is full of people, very lively, there are all kinds of shops on both sides of the street, there are clothes sellers, there are food sellers, and daily necessities are sold, in short, it is a very lively, beautiful street, but a scream, but these beautiful things are destroyed....

"Don't hit me, don't hit me!"

The crowd in the street was attracted by the scream, and they all looked towards the place where the scream came, and saw only a few children about eleven or twelve years old, who at first glance were nobles, dressed in splendid clothes, chasing a child of five or six years old, dressed in white, who was crying, and moreover, these children also held some branches in their hands, and were whipping the children in white clothes in front of them.

Seeing this scene, the people on the street were very angry, a few older children bullied a child much younger than them, what was going on? The adults didn't care? But although the people were very angry, no one stepped forward to stop those children, and those bullying children were obviously nobles, and they, ordinary people, did not dare to take care of the affairs of the nobles.

In this way, the children in white were chased by those noble children, and at the same time they beat the children in white in front of them with the branches in their hands.

"Stop !!!!!!!!!!!!"

It was not until an extremely angry and unusually majestic roar reached the ears of the noble children that they stopped.