At this moment, he is as cold as a dwarf who has come out of the darkness...

In the silence of the world, Reddick's blood flowed everywhere, and the claws of the Shadow Cheetah pierced his chest in the light of lightning.

The broken heart can no longer bear any weight.

After Reddick's death, the cheetah's figure also dissipated with the wind, however, strangely, the Heartless Man suddenly leaned down.

"My dear Silverwing King, in the name of the Sirius God, let me grant you a second life." His voice was extremely strange, and his face was gloomy like a poisonous snake.

As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his wizened left hand and placed it all over Redick's wound.

At the same time, a dark purple energy began to spill out of his palm, and then slowly spread throughout the king's body.

Until his entire body was melted into the hellish demon.

Immediately, the king slowly awoke, his eyes completely devoid of the breath of the living.

"Where am I, Great Silver Wing, my hometown?" He stuttered around in confusion, his purple pupils glistening with an icy glow.

"I have given you life, and you are the master here, Lord of the Silver Wing, Redick I." The Heartless disguised had a calm face, and it seemed that everything was coming to fruition.

"As long as you obey my orders forever, then, your life will not stop, your army and your people will conquer the whole world, and the dark chapters will be written by us together, what do you think?"

There was a cunning and sinister hint in his gaze.

"But I don't remember what happened before, just now, something black seemed to flash over my head... Then, a silvery breath was gone, and it was as if I had lost the most important thing, and I would never get it back. ”

Looking at him at a loss, the heartbreaker smiled slightly.

Once upon a time, I was in such a situation where I was at a loss...

However, from that day on, everything changed...

In the minds of the heartless, the most important memories of the past instantly emerge...

It was twenty-five years after the "Battle of Miracles", and the Silverwing army in the western wilderness was about to capture the "Dark Fortress" at the pass of fate.

All of Hastan's subjects knew that once this last line of defense was lost, the Silverwing armies would flood into the halls of Wolf City.

They prayed fervently that after the sun set, the boundless darkness would give them eternal refuge.

However, it is clear to many people that with the current strength of Hastan, it is likely to backfire.

Among them was King Russell the Heartbreaker, who had just been on the throne for a few years.

As if seeing through some kind of truth, he went to the outskirts of the city, alone to feel the beauty of the evening breeze and the sunset.

At that time, the bright sun had not yet faded from the vast earth, and the breeze gently brushed Russell's worried cheeks, and there was a vague intoxicating meaning.

Like a bird rushing through the afterglow of people, under the sky now, all life is nostalgic for the warmth that is about to pass away.

In a trance, Russell actually felt a little sad in his heart.

Maybe all of this doesn't need to change at all... If we continue like this, we can also live well in the human world...

If we really can't change our fate, it means that the path we are following is probably completely wrong...

The Silverwing Kings have always been lenient and merciful, and if we join them, we may be treated kindly.

No, I can't gamble with the fate of an entire country... The Silverwing is unbelievable after all...

But then, he was shocked by the contradictory ideas he had just made.

I actually think about those ordinary people, isn't it, staying in the position of king for too long, and unconsciously having a delusion?

He clutched his head in frustration.

So, where is the way out for the Kingdom of Hastan?

At that moment, darkness suddenly became around him, and his body became weak as if it had sunk into a void.

Withered and withered trees, ghostly butterflies ready to fly... They, it seems, are just a tiny part of this darkness.

In the sight of annihilation, Russell saw a black figure descend from the sky and stand firmly in front of him.

Russell struggled to look again.

He found that the other party's body had been completely submerged in the dark aura, the fangs that grew like thorns reflected the hideous face, and the green eyes were much more fierce than the wolves in the deepest part of the forest.

Just facing it like this, Russell could feel the power of the other party to tear everything apart, that feeling... Oh... It's like falling straight to the ground from the vast sky.

"This is a dark fantasy realm, my name is the 'Celestial Wolf God', and I am the master of all things in the world." The corners of his fang-covered mouth curled into a wicked smile.

"I'm here to make a fair deal with you." As if sensing the other party's fear, he said straight to the point.

Russell lowered his head.

"Please, Great Sirius God."

"It can be seen that you are eager to get the power to change your destiny, and the hateful Silverwing Kingdom is not as weak as expected."

"And I, on the other hand, will give you all that is sufficient to overcome them." The Sirius God said in a low voice in the black flames.

"But you have to pay a small price." He stretched out his black fingers and shook them from side to side.

Russell's heart lit up with hope.

"What is it? As long as I can save the kingdom of Hastan, I can agree to any conditions. ”

The Sirius God laughed.

"I want your heart, your heart, to be the key to victory."

"But then I will die, and when the time comes, I will never see the fall of the Silver Wing again." Russell said unwillingly.

"No, no, no...", the Sirius God shook his head helplessly, "The demise of the Silver Wing is a long-term process, and because of this, you will have almost infinite lives. ”

"I'll give you a mighty army of darkness, experts in shadow magic." He stretched out his hands, then suddenly clenched them into fists.

"The trade is about to begin, remember your loyalty." At this moment, the dark aura on his body suddenly rose, and Russell closed his eyes in fear.

Immediately after, his chest was instantly pierced by sharp claws, and his heart came to the hands of the Sirius God wrapped in a mysterious aura.

Strangely, during the whole process, he didn't even feel a trace of pain.

In the next second, the palm of the Sky Wolf God unfolded again.

Under Russell's terrified gaze, the surface of this heart was wrapped in a pitch-black shell, and then the gaze of the Sirius God moved slightly, and the heart returned to Russell's body again.

"Do you feel something?" The Sirius God asked in a low, hoarse tone.

Russell shook his head.

"From now on, you won't have human emotions anymore."

He patted the heartless man on the shoulder, and for a moment King Hastan felt an even greater power swell through him.

With a gust of wind blowing, the Sirius God disappeared in an instant.

From that day on, I changed my last name to "Heartbreaker" in honor of my most precious thing that has disappeared forever... Russell's heart, separated by endless time and space, is still emotional.

Many years later, in the Silver Wing Palace today, he is still looking at Redick with a sly and sinister gaze.

"Now, it's your turn again, except that this time it's me who wins." He patted Reddick on the shoulder, who was speechless for a moment.