A large amount of black smoke began to dissipate, and the huge wolf head in the sky was long gone.

The reason why Kim was able to continue fighting even after his death was related to his ritual.

From the black smoke at the beginning, to the night later, after those black smoke became rituals, they would not dissipate because of Kim's death.

So as early as the beginning, Jin was ready to die in battle, he integrated his own ritual differentiation into the night, and at the moment of his death, he directly activated his final arrangement.

Let the night come alive in a way.

For the three-edged sword, any living form, that is the matter of the three swords.

Therefore, anyone who has the information will feel a headache when it comes to giving up.

Either make it impossible for him to swing a third sword at himself, or fight Jean with an inanimate form.

It's just a pity that so far, most people can't even catch the first sword, let alone let Rang not be able to use the third sword.

It's not a living form and a let's fight, but there are very few non-living forms that can reach the height of Jean today.

The golden half-activated wolf of the night made this ascetic feel a little troubled for the first time in a long time.

The three-edged sword was put down again, making him breathe slightly, gasping for breath slightly, and some obvious exhaustion appeared on his face, although he was the last heir of the Paladin family, his physical strength was not endless.

After dealing with the Ancient Kraken Rebellion in the Xitu Kingdom, he rushed to Roya almost without stopping, and encountered the tricky Jin here.

Even so, Jean did not stop to rest for a while, but continued to hurry, and quickly stepped into the city of Roya.

Through the sensing between the sword marks, it was possible to sense that Nether was moving away quickly.

If he pursues it now, he may be able to catch up.

But looking at the brilliance of the holy power and the flow of water over there, Jean turned around and rushed directly to that side.

For the most part, he was able to focus more on the bigger picture.

Only in a few cases does he have some selfish intentions.

And it turns out that every time you are selfish, nothing good will come out.

Char's expression was indifferent, but his breathing became heavier and heavier, and his eyes became more and more cloudy.

The flow of water controlled by Purdo was enough to be called a blood flow, and the highly condensed sin became visible to the naked eye, like a white spine swaying everywhere.

Some of the people around who couldn't dodge, but didn't die on the spot, began to irreversibly change their bodies after being rubbed or brushed by the miserable white spine.

The power of sin penetrated deep into their bodies and began to take root.

They fell to the ground, vomiting water, and some of the features of fish began to appear on their bodies.

And Char, who is already too old, has no ability to stop all this, he is no longer able to control the holy power finely, and now the holy power can only kill these people infected by sin directly.

Char is not unwilling, but unable, he has faced the fact that he is old again and again, but today, he still feels once again that he is really not good.

"With your death, be my foundation, Char!" was the only thought left in Purdo's mind.

Compared to Char, who was running out of energy, Purdo's condition was getting better and better, and he noticed the ascetic who had come quickly.

Purdo, who had fought with Jean, would naturally be able to recognize who that person was.

But it was too late, and Purdo calculated everything in an instant, and his heart was completely settled.

Jean is really strong, as a paladin family, let not just be an ascetic, even if he is in his sixties, his physical condition is still the best, in addition to this, he is also in charge of the holy sword.

If you talk about combat power alone, let it almost be said to be the ceiling of the Holy Heavenly Sound Kingdom.

However, even so, he will seriously injure himself at most in a short period of time, and it is unlikely that he wants to kill himself in his current state.

"This time I won!" The spine in Purdo's hand had completely turned into the right size, and the stirring blood-colored water disrupted the holy power released by Char, and Purdo stepped in front of Char.

The spine in his hand was about to pierce Char's body and kill the monk who was close to the gods, and then the sword pointing at the gods would be completed.

There was no hesitation in Purdo's hands, but his thoughts inevitably drifted astray.

"Char, will we get out of here alive?" said Puldo, his face was full of frustration.

"Yes, believe me. Char, who had a gloomy face at the time, nodded and said affirmatively, although there had been a big gap on his forehead, which was knocked out when someone pressed his head into the urinal.

"Let's have a bit. Char searched his pocket, took out a piece of preserved fruit from it, and placed it in front of Purdo.

Then he lowered his head and pulled up the rancid meal in front of him.

"Believe me, Purdo!" Char repeated in a low voice.

It was only for a moment that Purdo saw the hot blood splatter, washed away by the stream of water that had just wrapped him, and did not fall on him.

The three-edged sword was not pulled out of Char's body, but went further, stabbing directly at Purdo.

The water around Purdo began to be separated when it met the blade, and the three-edged sword and spine collided together, and Purdo instinctively retreated.

Char's face showed a hint of peace, the corners of his mouth hooked into a smile, and he raised his head slightly to look at the sky, although it was dark, but he seemed to see the most beautiful picture.

Jean pulled out the three-edged sword, and Char's decaying body fell, completely lifeless.

For Jean, this is the best way to deal with it, let Purdo kill Char, and that sword of sin will be completely refined, and Purdo will be difficult to solve.

And Char was going to die, so it was worth dying.

So when it was too late to stop Purdo, he did not hesitate to kill Char.

Looking at Jean with a calm face, unprecedented anger rose from Purdo's heart, and he didn't know if it was because his plan failed, or because Jean killed Char.

It was only in the midst of that anger that Purdo felt a hint of sadness.

The water spun rapidly, striking the three-edged sword, but without success.

The god drew two marks and divided the earth and the sea, so the three-edged sword was Purdo's nemesis at this time.

Purdo knew this, too, but driven by anger, he didn't leave as planned, whether he succeeded or failed.

Instead, he still controls his own abilities and attacks wildly.

Let the expression be flat, use the sword to separate the flow of water, the holy power gushed out from the body, the whole person seemed to turn into the sun, and the holy sound sounded, and the people around who had been infected by sin, they didn't even have time to cry out in pain, and in this light and holy sound, the body exploded.

Purdo sank into the current again, completely hiding himself, and although his anger led him to attack Jean frantically, he was well aware of Jean's abilities.

Purdo, who had seen the combat effectiveness of Jean, judged one thing, and that was that now was the time to make the state the worst.

Can't kill Char, but maybe kill Jean?Purdo kept persuading himself, he didn't want to and didn't want to retreat.

"Kill my target, just fill it with your life!" Purdo's eyes were full of hatred, but he fell right into Jean's arms.

He had seen the horror of the Ancient Kraken, the real Ancient Kraken, even if he held the three-edged sword to restrain the other party, he fought hard for more than two months.

This is still the situation that the ancient kraken did not have much wisdom, and the various techniques used for power were far inferior to those of humans now.

Once a monster appears that has mastered the power of the ancient Kraken and possesses human intelligence and technology.

That was a complete disaster.

Jean's hand holding the sword did not change in the slightest due to exhaustion.

The eyes of both sides were full of murderous intent, and the blades of the swords split the water and the spines collided together.

Once again, the colored lines condensed here, and Alva was once again a step late.

He looked at Char's corpse, and his whole person exuded an aura of ashes.

The Three Masters of Shengyin, all of a sudden, he was the only one left.

He once thought he had unlocked the curse of the elixir, but now he realized that the curse had never been lifted.