"Whew!" the sound of the blade thrust into the object was so harsh in the silence of the night. Then there was the sound of two objects falling to the ground under the dim sky, and then everything fell silent. The night at Buddy Hill is quiet, as if you can hear the sound of snowflakes falling.

The blackened sky shrouded Kevinras, there was not a single star in sight, and the low clouds rolled and squeezed, like layers of thick sandbags that weighed down people's breath. Unaffected by it, the people of the city are surrounded by the fiery festive atmosphere, visiting each other, congratulating each other, chatting happily and celebrating the beautiful day of the year.

Gradually, the snow fell heavier, as if the eiderdown was torn open a gap. Wool fluttered and sprinkled, obscuring the devastated land left behind by the battle between Rainon and Mather, as well as their scarred bodies.

"Am I going to die?" said Rinon to himself in a daze, "with no strength at all...... Dizzy. ”

"I can't feel my hands and feet......"

"Maybe it's frozen numb......"

In this chaos, I don't know how long it took, and the wound hurt again. "I still feel it! I can still feel the pain! Great, I'm not dead! I'm not going to die!" Rinon struggled to get up, but as soon as he moved, the healing wound opened again. Hot blood poured out of the grinning wounds, melting the snow that covered his body and staining the surrounding ground a shocking scarlet.

The feeling of dizziness was getting stronger and stronger, and at this moment Renon felt that his body was getting colder and colder. If someone passed by at this time, he would be surprised to find that Ruinon's complexion could blend well with the snow around him.

The feeling of lethargy came back again...... "No! I can't just fall asleep, once I fall asleep here, I'll never wake up." Fuck me with my hands and feet!" Renon roared with rage in his heart. He bit the tip of his tongue hard, and the sharp tingling sensation was like a steel needle pricking his nerves.

Stimulated by the sharp pain, his fingers were finally able to tremble slightly. "I can't die! I won't die!" Under the insistence of a strong will, the gradually cold blood in the body began to circulate rapidly, and the frozen hands and feet could also begin to do some slight movements.

Eventually, Renon regained some strength, and he struggled to stand on his elbows. "Shhh Ruinon looked down and found that because of the cold weather, the blood and snow froze and stuck the wounds to his clothes, and he pulled multiple wounds with this movement, and the blood seeped out again.

Stimulated by pain and cold wind, Ruinon's mind gradually cleared. He got up and groped for something in the snowdrift with both hands, and at the same time looked around cautiously and thought, "Is Mather dead?" and in a moment he found a thick piece of cloth in the snowdrift, a cloak of nothingness. Reinon was overjoyed, and hurriedly pulled it out of the snowdrift and draped it over his body.

In the current state of Ruinon's depleted mental power, the Cloak of Nothingness cannot play its due role, but at least it can resist the wind and cold. When he got up, he looked back and saw Marsher's long knife stuck diagonally into the ground a few centimeters away from him. Fortunately, the Demon Grasp of the Abyss of the Dead and the Meditation Force Field limited his strength, otherwise I would have really died here. Rainon thought to himself: I don't know how he is doing, but at least it is certain that he has not regained his mobility. Why don't you go and have a look? After making up his mind, Renon held the long knife in both hands and pulled it out of the ground with all his strength. With all the exertion of his body, the wound cracked open again, his body trembled like an electric shock, and his legs became weak and he sat on the ground.

After the battle, Renong's mental power had been completely exhausted, and now he could not use a single magic, so he had to rely on his half-crippled body to move forward slowly. He limped to a tall snowdrift and carefully cleared the snow with his long knife. The snow ended, revealing a black, dried corpse with only one arm. Marther Miller was dead, completely dead, his soul had burned out, and even advanced spiritualism and reincarnation could not "resurrect him".

After a person dies, the Lord God will judge him for what he has done during his lifetime and sentence him to heaven or hell. Devout believers can move the Lord God with their faith and ask Him to give the dead a chance to repent anew. The Lord God will reforge the body of the deceased with divine power, attaching his soul intact to the body. This is a resurrection in the true sense of the word, and unlike the terrible necromancy, the resurrected person after reincarnation has an independent personality and has no master-servant relationship with the caster. How long you can survive after the resurrection depends entirely on whether the resurrected person is religious in their faith in the Lord God. The most godly may receive eternal life. Initial Level 5)

"Tell me, what is all this for, what is the point of all this, are you worth it?" Rainon asked Mather's corpse, a wry smile on his face. As he spoke, he shook his head, threw the long knife to the ground, arched himself, and slowly "crawled" with heavy steps. After a while, the thin body was covered by a white "curtain".

When Rainon was gone, three dark shadows appeared next to Mather's corpse. The invisible aura formed a natural barrier around them, and the snowflakes in the sky all made a detour.

"Dead! dead in the truest sense of the word, the soul burns clean. The man standing in the middle spoke. His body was large, and his voice was colder and more unforgiving than the bitter cold of winter.

"Because you're still Martha's father, don't you have any grief when your son dies?" said the dark shadow standing on the right, his figure looking taller than the one standing in the middle.

"Hmph, what a good student you taught!" he turned out to be Marther Miller's father, William Miller, and to his right was Mather Miller's martial arts teacher, Kiyi Kagezuru. William's face could never be seen with an expression, like a cold marble statue.

"Unexpected! Marser Miller was so strong, but he was defeated by the boy named Rainon, and even lost his life. The dark shadow standing to William's left spoke.

"Not at all unexpected, Mr. Hughes. The kid's character doomed him to be strong, but not to be a winner. William said in a flat tone, as if it were no more than an innocuous mouse and not his son.

"Well, that's all for today. Mr. Miller, what about your son's body?" it turned out to be Hughes, the magician who had asked for Rhino's life in the border forests of Kevenras: Levine Hughes.

"Destroy him! Don't leave a trace, and erase all the traces left after the battle here. William said to Kii Kagezuru.

"Yes, Mr. Miller. Kii Kagetsuru nodded.

Rainon Stamoko...... Arroyo, you didn't look away back then, you found a good successor. He's grown so much in just five years. Hughes thought to himself as he looked in the direction of Rainon's departure.

As I walked, the groggy feeling hit me again. Rainon wanders in the blizzard like a mindless zombie, confused and unsure of where he's going. I don't know how long it took, his eyes were black, and he fell into the snow.

Before he lost consciousness, he heard his name being shouted in the distance. Who's it? Who's calling me? The voice......