[Don't be afraid, there is a limit to their number, and the Dead River Armed Forces cannot summon the phantom of the soul in the body without limit like the Dead King, because the Dead River can only use the revenant soul in the body like fuel, and he can only summon those knights and guards who were devoured by him and were loyal to him during his lifetime]

Adbert's voice rang out from behind Ian, and the Dead Lord, clad in blood and ice armor, slowly approached the Knight of the Vale, alongside him.

He stared at Viscount Avak in the distance, and his voice gradually became louder, eventually shaking the entire subspace labyrinth: [Rafiin Avak, can you hear the voices of these revenants? 】

[Whether it is those knights and soldiers who are devoured by you and believe in you, or those ordinary people who are used as fuel by you]

[They are all human beings, they will all feel pain, even if they are already dead souls and phantoms, but that resentment is still pointing to you and me, that is the sin in us]

He raised the sword in his hand and pointed at Viscount Avak, who was completely covered in blood-colored armor and was silent: "You can't become a dead king, because you have intended to deceive them from the beginning, using lies and deception to conceal the truth behind all this—even if you succeed for a while, you will never achieve the result that the Grand Duke wants! 】

[That's why I freed those souls and destroyed your flesh when you were experimenting...... There's nothing wrong with them and they shouldn't be taken advantage of by you like this! 】

I see.

Ian suddenly understood why Viscount Avak, as the local lord, appeared in front of the Tres team in the form of a phantom for the first time...... Because Adbot took advantage of Viscount Avak's attempt to carry out the Death Monarchization Experiment, he liberated the most critical Death Soul, made himself a Dead King, and completely cut off Viscount Avak's hope of becoming a Dead King.

However, Viscount Avak also fought back, and while allowing his apparitions to hinder all those who tried to get close to the Central Laboratory, he took the Dead River Armed in the Flame Lands from Adalbert, and took the human soul vault as fuel for the Dead River Armed Force, and wanted to fight the dead lord Adalbert.

If it weren't for Ian's intervention, the battle between the two would most likely end in the same fate...... But there is also a small probability that one side will win, seize all the power of the other side, and integrate all the technologies of the final plan!

That is the true purpose of Grand Duke Thorin......

And that, perhaps, is the origin of the 'golden' omen in my own foresight!

In the face of Adbert's accusation, Viscount Avak only sneered: "This is obviously your fault, you hypocrite, you are obviously the one who caused everything today, but you are embarrassed to accuse me?" ”

"If I just wanted to try the feasibility of this plan, and I just wanted to, you made it happen - you caused the subspace anomaly, killed all my people, and you actually accused me of ......"

He didn't have time to continue.

Because Ian, who didn't want to listen to the stupid guys, had already started his charge.

Adbert may indeed have caused sin because of his good intentions. He is indeed guilty, but only one point, but the real guilt will always be the anti-human Gnostic Institute and the Flying Flame Land Research Organization.

And most importantly, Viscount Avak and Grand Duke Thorin who allowed it all to happen and even guided it all to happen.

Especially those last words of Grand Duke Thorin...... If Ian thinks that Archduke Thorin didn't deliberately lead Adalbert to do this, Ian will never believe it!

You know, Adalbert is a kind and gentle person, who doesn't even dump the pot, he became the king of the dead, and he was recognized by the souls of the dead because of pure kindness and love, not because Ian knew that 'there is such a thing?' ' people.

In short, Ian had already dumped the pot for him in his own heart.

Anyway, he is a prophet who came here with spiritual energy to find opportunities and paths, who does not depend on his mood?

And Adalbert was keenly aware of Ian's movements, and he immediately shouted: "This is the time for revenge, charge with me!" 】

Upon boarding, the Dead King led the army of dark blue phantoms and collided with the blood-colored phantom legions called out by the Dead River Forces.

Although most of Adbert's side are ordinary phantoms, only a few have psionic powers, and there are even a few children, and it is basically impossible to defeat those professional soldiers and knights called by the Dead River Army, but his strength is enough to help his own phantoms complete revenge.

One aura after another spread from under Adalbert's feet, and the phantoms of the allies were strengthened in all directions, and even a bone-colored fire was ignited around them, while the movements of the blood-colored phantom became sluggish, and their movements were twisted and broken.

This is exactly the ability [Blessing of the Dark Fire] and [Erosion Aura] he gained from the power of the Dead King - it seems that the power obtained by each Dead King is different, and the power he gains is obviously for the purpose of group combat, in line with the title of Phantom King.

And Ian ...... Apparently more inclined to go it alone,

I saw that during the fierce battle, a blue and blue shadow passed through the place where the two armies were fighting, like thunder in the sky.

The large area of blood-colored death was simply swept by a dim sword light, and then turned into a scarlet mist again, and then turned into a wave by the aftermath of the sword light, slapping into the surrounding formation, disrupting the entire formation.

Like a meteor, Ian never crossed the blood-colored phantom that attacked him, opening a passage.

Countless soldiers and knights tried to stop him, but because there was still Adalbert leading the army in front of him, their swords swung in haste seemed to slash the mountain, and naturally snapped.

Nether armor and the defense of the Rock Forge Knight are superimposed, so the bombardment of the alchemy cannon is nothing more than a little careful, don't let it hit the eyes, otherwise there may be some Venus in front of you, and the sound of shouting and killing all day behind him can't affect Ian's attention in the slightest.

After learning the truth about the final plan of the Dead King, the Blood River, and the Savior, he has only one goal from beginning to end.

Wipe out all brutes in the Avac Central Laboratory.

- Naturally, including Viscount Avak.

In mid-air, a circle of sonic booms exploded, and Ian's whole person was like a cannonball, passing a bright line of fire in mid-air, and the whole person rushed straight in front of Viscount Avak with a sword!

"Kill him!"

Commanding sharply, Viscount Avak seemed to be that even though he might have surpassed the Knight of the Valley in terms of strength, he would never want to fight the other party alone.

The moment Ian charged towards him for the second time, twelve knight phantoms appeared around him that were more condensed than the other phantoms, and they were none other members of the Naruno Knights, the knights whose original bodies were the Ascendants, after being strengthened by the Dead River, each of them was destructive enough to threaten Ian.

The Naruno knights who had been summoned also sensed the threat of the person in front of them, and they had a palpitating feeling that they had been thoroughly seen, and instinctively caused them to all raise their weapons and shields and step forward to meet Ian.

The six of them were divided into two squads and circled behind Ian from two directions, while the six of them charged together with Viscount Avak, meeting them head-on, which was a standard encirclement formation, and the cooperation was extremely tacit.

At the same time, they burst out with all their full force attacks from different angles, whether they were swords, or spears, or axes, almost 360 degrees in all directions without dead ends.

- Do I need to use a photopurifying potion? No, no, this kind of scene can still be handled.

Ian's heart is now like water, he firmly locks the twelve knights with fairy perception, and the six people behind him can't escape his visual blind spot, and he also knows very well that no matter how many of these blood-colored phantoms are destroyed, only eliminating Viscount Avak is the real chance to win.

In front of him, Viscount Avak clenched the halberd in his hand with both hands, and he was the only focus that needed attention.

Yanjiang's halberd mercenaries are the most well-known mercenary group in Terra, and their weapons are no stranger to any knight adventurer, this weapon with sharp spear heads, barbs and axe blades seems simple, but in fact it is very difficult to use well, its variety of skills is so varied, it even takes more than ten years of practice from a young age to master.

When mastered, the user will be able to use a halberd to produce the effects of a variety of weapons such as spears and axes.

Now, Viscount Avak is using it as a spear with an extra blade, and the sharp tip of the spear dances, instantly turning into eight blood-colored spears visible to the naked eye, aiming at Ian's head, neck, arms, chest, abdomen, legs, eight key points in unison, vowing to lead his elite knights to completely defeat Ian, who rushed forward but was surrounded by groups.

On his left arm, the aether crystals began to move, Ian's entire body was covered with a cyan blue essentia radiance, and his long hair danced wildly, instantly splitting into twelve virtual essentia arms, each dealing with twelve different enemies at the same time with different techniques.

In the face of the sword, he slapped the sword on the back and staggered its strength; Facing the spear and halberd, he cut the spear sideways and locked its angle; In the face of heavy weapons such as axes and hammers, they will press their center of gravity and force the opponent to change the angle of their force, which will damage their momentum.

Even, in the face of some weaker enemies, the big hand that came out of the essentia virtual did not dodge at all, but directly grabbed their sword blades - in the piercing sound of metal rubbing, accompanied by a strange 'crunch' sound, the knights were shocked to find that their weapons instantly turned into a mass of scrap metal.

[His body is harder than our weapons?!] 】

The knights exclaimed: [Lord be careful, he has hidden his strength!] 】

But now it's too late to find out.

Use soil essentia as the cornerstone to make it strong; The water system essentia is used as the center to make it flexible; Then use the power of the dead monarch to amplify the soul and achieve instant multi-.

The eyes of the Knight of the Valley lit up with purple psionic brilliance, and he single-handedly blocked the assault of the twelve elite knights of Viscount Avak, and even turned their shocked people on their backs, and all their weapons were out of their hands, floating in the air.

Then, before all the weapons he had sent flying were gone, Ian drew his sword!

The air let out a whimper of extreme pain, and Viscount Avak's face changed abruptly, as he noticed that Ian's speed suddenly exploded again—the Knight of the Valley was spraying an extremely violent cold air behind him, making his speed even faster, and the heavy abyss iron sword in his hand slashed out four swords in an instant, and the 'rice-shaped' sword light slashed head-on all of his blood-colored spear power.

Of course, this is not without a price, the blood-colored spear power just passed by, and there were four more blood holes on Ian's arms, shoulders and sides of his waist in an instant, but they did not pierce through, only broke the epidermis and muscles, and when they hit the bones, they could not continue.

Immediately after that, it was a counterattack - Ian took a deep breath, and the long sword in his hand slashed diagonally from right to left, bringing a blue-blue flood sword light in mid-air, like a tsunami like a natural disaster, directly taking the enemy's head!

It was too fast for Viscount Avak to dodge, so he could only roar angrily, urging the full strength of the Dead River Force, raising his halberd and stabbing it head-on, to attack Ian.

The blade of the sword collided with the tip of the spear, and the bodies of the two men, and even the world around them, seemed to stand still for a moment.

And then there was the outbreak!

Bang! The atmosphere exploded, making a loud sound like a volcanic eruption, and the staggered ferocity of the two men tore the air apart, causing small vacuum blades to spread out in all directions, and even the sound of the wind was like a mournful roar.

But compared to the earth, everything that the wind encountered was a joke - centered on the place where the two of them stood, the ground shattered and dented in an instant, forming a large crater tens of meters wide, and the land farther away was not spared, and it burst apart and then arched and rose to form a huge crater.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Viscount Avak was even surrounded by small tornadoes, which were the visions of the Wind Essentia he held with the blessing of the Dead River Forces, and Ian's vision was even simpler—as the earth continued to tremble and burst, sharp and thick ground thorns pierced out of the cracks, shattering large swaths of blood-colored phantoms through and shattering.

The jagged spikes turned the entire battlefield into a forest of stones, and Ian and Viscount Avak once again began one-on-one hand-to-hand combat.

With a solemn face, Ian lifted the heavy abyss iron sword in his hand, and although the wounds on his arms were no longer bleeding, they were not regenerated so quickly.

In fact, his arm was actually still trembling just now, his mouth and palm had been shattered, and the blood was wet, and he was about to lose his sword—the strength of the Dead River Armed Force had actually increased to the point where he couldn't go head-on without the Ancient Dragon Heart Core and Aether Crystal, after all, its core fuel was the souls of nearly a million people in the Avak Realm who had died due to the Void Realm mutation.

Even though these millions of people are just ordinary people, there are still all the members of the Knights of Viscount Avak and all the sublimators in his territory...... Even the power of the Dead King cannot be compared to it.

The only good news is that Viscount Avak still needs to spend a considerable amount of strength and energy to fight a legion war against Adalbert, and his own combat skills are really at the average level of genius.

According to Ian's evaluation criteria, he is likely to be one grade lower than Weggels, one and a half lower than Esengard, and about the same as Tress, if Qingchao can be at the second level in the future, it is estimated that he can also fight him, and even suppress him in swordsmanship.

And Ian is at least three notches higher than him, which is the essential gap.

"You know what?"

At this moment, Ian's purple eyes stared closely at Viscount Avak, whose entire person was wrapped in a ball of blood-colored armor, and without being harassed by others, he even had the strength to shake the blade of his sword, shake off the blood stains on it, and by the way, adjust the recovery state of his injured body with such an action, and then slash towards the nobleman who was like a great enemy.

The thick pitch-black blade of the Heavy Abyss Iron Sword tore through the air, bringing a burst of gloom, and it stabbed towards its target in a straight path, and Viscount Avak felt a chill in his neck and chest, and he clearly sensed that if he raised his halberd to block this thrust, the Knight of the Valley would change his tactics and slash his lower abdomen along the barrel of the gun, and if he dodged, the other party seized the opportunity to continue the attack.

- What is this taking me for?!

Viscount Avak was furious when he arrived - he was originally a fairly calm man, but after riding the Upper Death River and dying a few times, his temper became more and more manic, but this was also because Ian looked down on people too much.

This kind of frontal attack means that the other party does not regard himself as an equal opponent at all, and in the face of his offensive, he can only retreat in embarrassment!

So the viscount simply didn't dodge or dodge, and met Ian's thrust with his chest head-on, and the halberd in his hand was parallel to the long sword, and he wanted to use the length of the weapon to come first, and exchange life with Ian!

But who knows, Ian let go directly, and the aether crystal and the clear source crystal exploded at the same time, and the blood in his hand quickly evaporated, forming a violent shockwave, causing the long sword in his hand to shoot forward like a cannonball.

And his whole body shook sideways, and he lightly dodged Viscount Avak's life-changing spurt.

And at this moment, his voice came slowly with the dancing wind: "Viscount Avak, you are an ignition engine that is close to being scrapped. ”

Who can understand this? Before Viscount Avak could think about what Ian meant, the Iron Sword of the Abyss pierced through the Dead River Armament, slicing open his chest and heart.

The scarlet blood light exploded, and it was resurrected again, and the long sword that had pierced the Viscount's heart was bounced open by a powerful force, spinning in mid-air—and at this moment, the weapons of the knights who had been bounced off by Ian just happened to hit the ground with a continuous crisp sound.

And in the midst of this scorching light and the sound of the weapon falling to the ground, Ian raised his hand, and a dark blue arc of light flickered, and Frostbutterfly brought the Heavy Abyss Iron Sword back from mid-air.

He gripped his weapon again and pointed at the third resurrected Viscount Avak.

Ian shook his head and sighed, "You can't fight." ”

- If this is a bad joke, it is too much, even close to a mental attack.

Both Frostbutterfly and Ardbert in the distance looked sideways at Ian, their eyes extremely complex, and the boy didn't notice his devastating sense of humor, he felt that he was just stating the facts: "I'm going to see how many times you can resurrect and where the limits of the Dead River Armament are." ”

"Happy? You're badly wounded, and you can't hold your sword, knight? But I can be resurrected, I don't know what you're happy about......]

And the resurrected Viscount Avak took a few steps back, he gasped violently, the feeling of his heart and lungs being pierced made him still palpitate, and the nobleman gritted his teeth and glared at the black-armored knight in front of him: "The full strength of the Dead River Armament? I didn't want to use it...... You forced me, knight! 】

His voice was normal, but the further he went, the deeper he became, the deeper he became.

Airplanes! The Dead River Armament, which was originally just a giant full-body armor, suddenly swelled, its carapace began to become craggy and heavy, and its edges and corners became sharp, and behind it, a pair of strange dragon wings spread out from the viscous plasma, and Ian keenly noticed that the dragon's wings were deformed, the wing membranes were withered, and countless bone spurs and thorn-shaped growths were intertwined on top of it, apparently the wings of Xiona's teratosaurus.

Or rather, demonic wings.

Soon, however, Ian didn't have time to think about who the Dead River Force's winged style came from.

Because in his stunned gaze, there were human faces that wept and screamed one after another.

Buzz - the scarlet Dead River armor swelled to nearly ten meters high, which was already larger than most armor, and the originally viscous plasma armor began to become dense, they intertwined, entwined, and coagulated each other, becoming a blood-steel carapace similar to steel, and sharp white bone spikes bulged out of the shoulders, elbows, and knees, and the entire style of the armor became extremely aggressive.

But the most important thing is not these at all.

"Pain...... It hurts! ”

"Help me, I don't want to be eaten...... Woowoo...... I don't want to be eaten......"

"Ah!! What kind of monster is that, no, don't come here! ”

"Huh...... Hee-hee......"

Faces weeping, frightened, mad and howling appeared on the surface of the armor of the Dead River Armed Forces, including old men, children, and women...... There were emaciated patients and sturdy knights, who seemed to have no idea what they were now, and who only repeated the last words of their death.

These faces continue to emerge from the Dead River Armament, and then slowly swallow up by it...... Or rather, fusion, absorption.

Absorbed by the armed driver...... Together.

[I didn't want to use it...... The Dead River Armament is a prototype of the Soul Aether Armament modeled after the 'Abyssal Thing', and the bastards in the Flamelands have not considered the severity of the matter at all, as long as the power is strong enough and the defense is strong enough, they don't even mind using people's souls as ammunition and shields, or even as 'potion materials']

Viscount Avak's voice changed, his voice became dull and distorted, as if coming from the bottom of the deep abyss, with a hollow and indifferent echo: [However, if I don't solve your words, I can't think about the future - anyway, they are also my people, and it is also the right thing to sacrifice their souls for me]

[As long as you are dealt with, no one will be able to know about this]

He raised his hand, and the wind howled and swept through a large number of Yin Spirits and Blood-colored mist, building one shining inscription structure after another in the palm of his hand, and then suddenly contracted, transforming into a pure scarlet, overflowing red light of dead silence, despair and pain, and faintly audible howls like from hell.

Viscount Avak raised his hand and pointed at Ian, the original 'Gale Wind Beam' was originally a sublimation technique that relied on pure impact to kill, but with the power of erosion and plundering life force given to it by the Dead River Force, even a rainforest giant elephant would turn into rotten bones in an instant, and this blood-colored light would continue to spread like a plague, amplifying its own power.

"You ......"

Watching the changes in the Dead River Army, Ian's face changed drastically, it was not that he couldn't dodge, but he couldn't understand what Viscount Avak was doing.

It is impossible to understand the significance of such a nasty act.

With a roar of rage, Adalbert left his Phantom Legion behind and rushed to block the blow for Ian.

In terms of combat skills alone, this deceased monarch is actually just a word 'dish', but he is determined and strong enough, and with a swing of his sword, he actually bounced Viscount Avak's corrosive beam away.

The red light swept across the land, leaving a bottomless depression and ditch, and the entire surrounding land shook, rising from the depths of a blood-colored mist.

But on the other hand, Adbert's body shook slightly-he didn't want to help Ian deal with Viscount Avak before, but unfortunately these two people were too skilled in combat than him, and he was not proficient in unloading alone, and he couldn't get along at all.

Not a big problem. If he had only stabbed people to death with a sword, he would have done it.

Just now......

He couldn't make a move.

Obviously wanted to pursue, but looking at the human faces on the Dead River armament, those faces that were either wailing or roaring, Adalbert even subconsciously took a few steps back.

[You are afraid and shaken]

And Viscount Avak, who seemed to have changed and his tone became much calmer, looked at Adbert and said with a cruel smile: [Yes, you are the murderer of them, you made them so miserable - how, do you want to kill them again? 】

Do you want to kill them a second time? 】

The huge blood-colored armor like a demon laughed wildly and spread its arms to Ian and Adalbert, and appeared on its chest and body, and those dense human faces cried out loud, and the terrible wails and sorrows even distorted the sky of the subspace labyrinth, forming a bright red sun.

A scarlet river of blood flowed out of it, making the sun like an eye, and the river turned into tears and fell on the armor, causing the souls of the dead to cry with the eyes of the bloody sun.

【——Mind Light Body——】

[——The River of Death of All Beings——]

A river is a collection of countless small streams of water, but a river is just a river.

That is the 'river of death' formed by the convergence of all beings!

For a moment, all the sounds and colors in the entire box court were gone, only the sorrow of the soul and the bright red of the blood remained, and even the dark blue power of the Dead King, which had suppressed the blood-colored phantom before, dimmed and retreated, leaving only a small corner, which made the frightened phantoms look up at the red sun with blood hanging overhead.

Under the oppression of the Dead River's psychic light, all souls will tremble and fear, for it is the ultimate predator, a strange monster that feeds on blood and souls, and a nightmare fear from the abyss.

No one can face it, the more virtuous the person, the more unable to make a move, and the more despicable and vicious the person, the easier it is to be assimilated by it.

However, at this very moment.

Viscount Avak was shocked to see Ian raise his sword again.

Even though his hands were covered in blood, the black-haired Knight of the Valley still clenched the hilt of his sword with both hands, and the whitish joints did not know whether it was too much force or simply impregnated by the power of the Dead King.

The eternal physique and clear source crystal made him sober up as quickly as possible, but if he wanted to calm down the mental shock, what he needed was the ultimate calm.

and the most extreme abomination.

Ian stared nonchalantly at the Dead River Force, and the faces on it.

Under the light of the blood sun, in the sorrow of all beings, he seemed to finally understand something, and then showed a cruel smile: "What, it's just using the dead as a shield, and eating them all by the way, I thought it was so fresh, did I really think someone wouldn't be able to do it?" ”

"Adbert is a bad guy, I'm not."

- Brute, if that's your hole card, wait to die for the fourth time!

Without further words, Ian took the initiative to charge towards the Dead River for the third time, he raised the heavy abyss iron sword in front of him, and a thick and vast aura transformed into a mountain-like ghost, and the Fairy Wing Cold Wisdom skeleton exploded behind him, turning the knight into a blue light.

Or a blue-blue star.

【——Mind Light Body——】

The blood-colored world was torn apart, and the phantom that tried to stop him was directly shattered, and the blood-colored armor opened its large hand, trying to grab the small point of light that was speeding in the air.

But how can a mere dead river stop the moving mountains, how can it stop the galloping stars?

His arms, waist and abdomen were damaged, and his palms were shocked to make it difficult to use his skills and exert his strength while showing his exquisite skills.

At this moment, he unleashed the 'Ghost' and 'Curse of Silence' in the power of the Dead King, mercilessly absorbing the power of all the souls around him, including those who were used as meat shields on the Dead River Armament.

Adbert's reluctance to do this is his stupidity, he can completely see that the power of the Dead Monarch is just enough to restrain the crazy Dead River Armed Forces at this time, this may be the special design of the Grand Duke of Thorin, to ensure that the Dead Monarch in charge of him can gain an advantage at a critical moment, at most it will lead to the destruction of those souls that are being contested.

- Yes, it's sad.

But instead of letting these souls be burned as fuel by Viscount Avak, let him burn them!

Anyway, Ian really doesn't have any bottom line, after all, he didn't kill people, and he didn't use the meat shield, so it's a big deal to put these accounts on the heads of the Gnostic Academy Flying Flame Land and Grand Duke Thorin, and he will help these souls take revenge in the future.

On the Chongyuan Iron Sword, the blue-gold essentia phantom became larger and longer, and then began to crystallize and solidify, turning into a giant qi blade nearly twenty meters long, this giant blade was full of blue-gold, like an entity, and it was plundering the energy in the surrounding atmosphere all the time, making itself expand and become heavier and stronger.

Using the ether crystal as the burst, the ancient dragon core as the buffer, and then the clarity source crystal to purify and condense, plus the weapon-grade essentia solidification of the perfect level ability of the Silver Scale Solid Armor, assisted by the explosive power of the Fairy Wings and the Cold Wisdom Skeleton, and finally the power of the Dead King......

Sword of the Waves......

- Slashing Blade!

[What the hell?! 】

It was slashed under Viscount Avak's incredulous gaze, and the Dead River raised its arms, as if trying to block the attack of the ship-slashing blade.

Immediately after, the greatsword slashed into the arms of the Dead River Force.

The furious shockwave erupted in a combination of blinding flashes, and the force of the impact instantly sent the Dead River Armed Forces flying upside down, crashing into the research fortress behind it, and then crushing it and all the researchers inside.

Then, a deep, vertical sword mark spread over the earth, and large swaths of the land collapsed and collapsed, forming a ditch hundreds of meters long.

[Ahhhh!!h 】

Flying with a sword, his chest was torn and cut by the giant blade of the slashing ship, spreading all the way to the abdominal cavity, almost splitting his entire person diagonally in half, Viscount Avak let out a piercing scream, he didn't expect that he would actually lose - the opponent actually broke through on the spot and condensed the heart light body, although it was very blurry, but how could this be?!

How can someone realize their true heart and condense their mental light body in battle without meditating?!

How could this kind of thing happen, how could someone be so genius?!

He died again, and with a scarlet glow of blood, the Dead River Army was to resurrect him once more.

[——This time, this time I will not make a mistake, I will kill them all!] 】

Having been so deeply affected by the Dead River Armament that too many souls had fused with it, Viscount Avak's mind gradually fell into chaos, and all that was left in his mind was bloodthirsty killing and an astonishing desire for destruction, and the fragments of resentment and despair stored in the souls that repaired his soul were deeply integrated into his soul, which could no longer be stripped off and restored to its original state.

So, right now.

Viscount Avak heard a voice.

- Stop.

[What, what sound?! 】

The viscount, who still had a shred of sanity, looked around in the Dead River Armament blankly, and he felt that he heard a familiar voice, which reassured him, frightened him, and made him feel relieved, but also shuddering: [Who, who is talking?!] 】

- It's ugly, Rafiin. Even the Dead River is not used like you.

- You have been resurrected so many times that you are no longer yourself.

- Rest in peace, Rafiin...... Don't go crazy anymore.

Rafiin Avak's soul was annihilated.

On the earth, the Dead River Armament located in the center of the sword mark suddenly shrank rapidly, and the scarlet red sun above the sky also dimmed and disappeared, and the blood-colored phantom army that was about to spread to the entire box court was also like an illusion, disappearing in the crisp shattering.

The entire subspace box court became dim, and only a faint silver light shone brightly.

[Adbert, I'm a little disappointed]

At this moment, the Dead River Army, which had recovered to a height of two or three meters, slowly stood up from the ditch cut by Ian.

Two silver dots of light lit up in its eyes.

The Dead River Armed looked at Ian, who was still holding his sword, but his brows were furrowed, and then looked at the Dead King on the other side, who didn't know what was going on, and said in an indifferent tone: [I thought you would be the protagonist, defeat the mad Avak, and successfully merge the power of all plans into one, and become the real 'Savior']

【Grand Duke ......】

Another time, Adalbert, who was clenching the long sword, sounded in a trance, and then became firm: [You have always been there?] You've been watching?! Watch them die, watch Avak go berserk?! 】

"I believe in you so much, I respect you so much" he roared, "But what exactly are you going to do?!" 】

Of course not. I was stopped by the old thing from Dean Moze before, and I entangled with him for half a night before throwing him into the void, so that I had time to project the possession and see the situation]

The eyes of the Dead River Armament, who was revealed to be the true duke, flashed with a calm silver light, and he said slowly: "As for what I plan to do...... Aldbert, I thought you would use your authority to modify the details of the plan, replace Avak with the power of the Dead King, and then take away the Dead River Armament in the Flamelands]

[Then, destroy the Avak Central Laboratory with his own power, gain the gratitude of all the dead souls, and become a true 'savior']

[In this way, a mysterious laboratory was destroyed by a mysterious hero, and all the souls and secrets of the dead will be buried. Only the King of the Dead, the Savior of the Souls of the Dead. Flawless]

Speaking of this, Grand Duke Thorin shook his head in disappointment: [But I didn't expect that you would actually think about liberating your soul first...... So naïve. Without the formal ritual of the deceased to guide the souls of the dead, even a tenth of the leaked resentment will cause a change in the realm, and you are full of thoughts that those souls will rest in peace after they are liberated—do you think they are all you? 】

[What they want is revenge, not revenge, they would rather be scattered! ] The Dead King is not only a shelter, but also a 'God of Vengeance', the consensus of the Dead Soul and the Dead King is essentially a contract between man and God, if you don't meet this, you will lose your power and the approval of the Dead Soul]

[Rafiin may have said a lot of nonsense because of jealousy and madness, but there is only one sentence that is correct, it is your naivety that has killed more people]

[I was bent on cultivating you to the path of heroism, but you did not complete your duty - fortunately, everything is complete, most of the souls are still there, and there is still a chance to redeem everything]

After scolding Adbert, Grand Duke Thorin looked at Ian: "As for this mysterious knight, he has completed the task in your place, and he is the real hero of this incident...... Maybe it's not mysterious]

[You can come here and obtain the power of the Dead King...... Knight, you or your elders must be my acquaintances.]

His eyes flashed with silver light, looking at Ian, who was also observing him, Grand Duke Thorin suddenly frowned, and his tone suddenly raised: [This earth-based essentia ......]

At this moment, he was horrified, and the Dead River Armed took a few steps back, raised his hand and pointed at the Knight of the Vale: [Are you?] 】

[You are actually a strong city?! 】