"It feels...... It's wonderful...... This blood ...... This magic ...... I'm going to want more!"

A large amount of silver-gray mist poured into Wu Ge's body like a rushing river, but Wu Ge's body was like a bucket with a limited capacity, and with the influx of silver-gray mist, his skin began to burst out, and blood gushed uncontrollably. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But......

Laughing......

Wooger is still smiling!

"Hahaha! power! power is pouring out! ha!"

Like a madman!

"More! more! I want more power! More hunting!"

......

"Addicted to hunting...... Can't extricate yourself...... And then madly ...... 'Confusion of Madness'......"

Miranda said, with an unconcealed sadness in her tone.

Because, this is the inevitable end of every powerful "hunter".

Miranda, who has witnessed this scene countless times, understands that for Wooger now, death is a relief......

"May you leave this world in peace instead of waking up in another nightmare......"

As she spoke, Miranda raised the magic bullet gun in her hand...... Aim......

......

"Miranda!

"Unfortunate Miranda!"

"Bloody Miranda!"

"Miranda who keeps hunting!"

"Miranda who hunted her friends!"

A childish nursery rhyme, but sung in a low voice by an adult male.

The sun is sinking in the west, and the moon is on the tip.

In the ruins of the collapsed Singrei Clock Tower, a figure sat there lazily, singing this children's song, looking at the scene in front of him with interest.

However, whether it is Wooger, who has been lost, or Miranda, who is being sung, no one seems to have seen that figure.

"Don't do that, Wood, don't let this end like this, don't die. After all, Stitch is still waiting for your deliverance, and I'm ...... I haven't had time to savor the pleasure of playing with you and Dick yet......"

......

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the magic bullet mixed with the shards of sterling silver exploded in a dazzling burst of firelight, as if cutting through the sharp blade of the night.

The next moment, Wu Ge's whole body was swept to the ground by this magic bullet that rushed like raindrops.

The color of blood flowed down the dense wound on his body, down his body, and soaked the ground.

"Goodbye, my brief ...... Friends ......"

As she spoke, Miranda endured the intense pain, felt the sharp pain as if a steel knife had scraped through the bones, stood up with difficulty, coughed up blood, and walked away with her hands on the wall, gradually disappearing into the night......

......

"That's it?That's it?Descendants of Stitch, current Night Paladin of the Templars?"

"Unbelievable!It's boring!What is the difference between it and those bugs!Messy!Garbage!It's so disappointing!"

Cursing, the figure leapt from the rubble and headed straight for Wooger.

However......

"Huh, still alive!"

With infinite surprise, the figure said.

Immediately, the figure slowly leaned down, put his palm on Wu Ge's face, and said with an irrepressible smile: "I know...... Are you tired...... You're tired...... So go to sleep...... Let's rest...... Then wake up at the right time, in the right place, dance in the blood, fight in the scarlet...... Hehehe, I can't wait to see that kind of sight......"

......

"Why are you here?"

"However, as I said, this is a haven for the 'Hunt Knights...... Wooger. ”

"You're not going to die, you're just going to wake up again and again in nightmares...... Until the nightmare ends......"

It was Haag's voice, but when Wooder opened his eyes, he saw something else.

Under the grey sky, the castle of the Knights Templar stands amidst a garden of verbena. And in the middle of the garden, a figure in silver-gray armor instantly attracted all of Wooger's attention.

Swords, guns, hammers, and even teeth were torn and claws slashed...... There were so many scars that this armor looked like an old man on the verge of death, ready to collapse at any moment. But there is no doubt that the owner of this armor in such a way makes people look up to his glory, his exploits.

Silver-gray hair, silver-gray eyes, and delicate skin like a newborn, but tall enough for Wooger to look up to. Although he is not handsome, his hard face like a knife and an axe makes people can't help but look forward to it from the heart.

This feeling...... It's like a wolf cub that has not yet grown up and longs for the majesty of a lion.

But Wooder saw much more than that......

"Why? Don't you know me?"

The figure spoke, leisurely pulling out a massive blood-stained scythe from a werewolf's chest.

"Poof!"

As blood gushed out, the figure was accustomed to it, shaking its wrist skillfully and slightly.

"Huh!"

With a buzzing sound, the blood on the scythe drew a graceful arc and spilled on the ground like a blood-colored crescent.

"The knight chosen by the Goddess of Light to hunt - Vogue Discarlo Payne. ”

"I don't care if you're a NightClan, because you're the goddess's choice. ”

"But I don't mind your weakness, because you are the choice of the goddess of light. ”

Saying the words with deep meaning, the figure stepped over the werewolf's corpse, ignoring the corpses and viscous blood all around him, like a reaper who harvested life, in the bloody and fragrant air, and came to Woog.

He lowered his head and said, "You...... Too weak...... Like an incompetent bedbug?What??Without magic you are nothing?What about your glory?What about your dignity?What about your faith?Isn't that enough to sustain you as an invincible blade?The second rank of the Knights Templar's Night Paladin...... You've disgraced the Templars!"

As he spoke, he suddenly moved his hand and slapped Wooger on the cheek.

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, Wu Ge flew straight out a few meters and slammed into the ground.

"Body...... I can't move...... This...... How could it be ......"

Wooger, who fell to the ground, groaned in intense pain and humiliation.

But the figure grabbed Wu Ge's hair, lifted his head in the air, and said with a cold face: "You have disappointed me so much, you actually let a stupid and dirty monster who has no wisdom defile this last holy land, the last happy land, you...... I'm so disappointed...... Disappointment to the point of gagging...... So please stop your weakness and stupidity, grow up, and become a 'knight hunter', okay?"

Saying the words of pleading, the figure suddenly smashed Woolger's head to the ground, and said coldly: "Remember every word I said, in this crazy and bloody era, cruelty and meanness are not the lack of human nature, it is precisely this that is relied on, and it is the reason why mankind has not perished." ”

"This ...... Not a knight ......"

"Born with glory, and die with honor. The heart is like my sword, and I would rather bend than bend. ”

"Knight...... It exists in this world to protect, not hunt. ”

Saying these words with difficulty and persistence, Woode looked the other man in the eye.

Hearing such words, the figure was suddenly stunned, and muttered to himself in a trance: "It's really beautiful and yearning......"

"But it won't serve any purpose!

Screaming, Wooger's head was smashed to the ground again.

"There is no Rachel Tyrande in this era, not even Stik Wallachia is no longer the Night Paladin of the Templar Order!"

"Your hypocritical kindness and persistence will save you from nothing but the destruction of this world!"

"If you want to save first, you must kill first, behead the enemy, and be redeemed!"

"This is what you should believe in now! What you should be persistent! What you can do to save the world!"

"Remember! Engraved in the soul! Even in death, you will never forget!"

Roaring and swearing.

Wooger's head was smashed into the ground again and again, and with the rhythmic crash, a translucent mist poured over Wooger's head......