What are you going to do?!

I looked at the sudden tip of the sword and the forgotten face that magnified before my eyes, and his eyes, filled with a thousand words. In a flash of lightning, I suddenly understood:

Forget it, he didn't want to take my life, he wanted to use his lightsaber to rip off that spirit wing from my forehead!

I stood upright with my eyes closed, and didn't dodge - total trust.

......

Why is there no movement?

I opened my eyes.

Forgetfulness was right in front of my eyes, his body dangling in the air, his white shirt fluttering, his hand still on the hilt of his sword. And the tip of the sword has pierced into my forehead...... No! I don't feel any pain!

Something was on my forehead, blocking the sharp tip of my sword for me!

The forehead seemed to have the ability to recognize, and I quickly reacted—it was the Shadowless Hand! It was it! It appeared out of nowhere in this annihilated elven kingdom! It actually blocked the lightsaber that had stabbed me without words!

Shadowless Hand, is it protecting me? or ......

I don't have time to figure it out right now!

Because the Beings Demon had flapped its huge purple wings and swooped towards Forget Words!

"Be careful!" I shouted.

Forget to hold the sword, there was confusion on his face, he didn't understand what was happening. Yes, the shadowless hands, the invisible hands, no one but me can see its existence.

But now is not the time to explain.

"Get out of the way!!" the shadow of the demon's wings had shrouded his face. I didn't wait for me to let go, and I threw myself back. Forget to say that he finally let go of the hilt of his sword and waved his arm towards the sentient demons.

The lightsaber shook and buzzed, as if it was impatient to go towards the living demons.

I grabbed the blade of the sword with one hand and pulled it out, and with the other I grabbed the shadowless hand that covered my forehead, and ripped it off.

Taking a deep breath, without the slightest hesitation, and without hesitation at all, I gripped the blade of the sword tightly and plunged the tip of the sword into my forehead!

A stinging pain went straight to the bottom of my heart, and instantly transmitted to the limbs and hundreds of remains, and my eyes were dark, and I almost fainted!

It's not pain.

It's a split.

It's the feeling of dismembering yourself with your own hands.

My hands went soft.

Trying to raise his eyes, the living demons have already caught the words. There was not a trace of trepidation on his face, and he looked at me through the shadows of the demon wings of all beings, regretful, but firm. His words rang in my ears: "Whatever happens, just trust me, okay?"

Forget it, he always knows what he's doing, he's determined to rip off the wings from my forehead—doesn't he know the pain?

At such moments, there is simply no time to explain, except trust, only trust.

And I have a strange feeling: this is the last and only chance to make a complete sense of the demons with all beings. Otherwise, I will never be able to break free from his shadow again.

I struck hard.

The tip of the sword slashed from the raised edge of the wing.

Something was on my hand, this time two, two shadowless hands.

There is no doubt that the shadowless hand is not here to save me, but to stop me.

It's protecting the spirit wings of the Living Demon!

Suddenly anger swelled in my heart: Shadowless hand, since I can remember, you have accompanied me and guarded me, and you have never left, in my heart, I have long regarded you as a friend. Why did you choose to stand with all beings and demons at this critical moment?

Because he was blocked, he became more and more resolute. The blood rushed, whistling silently towards the forehead, as if the beach wanted to hold the waves. Suddenly, I heard a strange sound in my ears, like walking through a deserted forest, and the sound of a dead leaf being broken with one foot—the spirit wings were torn off.

The blood burst out, rushed out of my eyes, and draped down my cheeks.

I raised my lightsaber and held the bloody wings to the tip of my sword.

"Give it back to you!" I cried out, "you have nothing to do with me again!

I saw that the Demon of Beings, who had forgotten his words, suddenly stopped flapping his wings and looked in my direction with a look of disbelief. His gaze moved from my face to the tip of the lightsaber and back to mine.

"Whew—" There was a desperate roar from the depths of the demon's body, all compassion and grace washed away from his face, and his eyes were soaked with fear that he had never seen before, as if he had seen heaven - because he was the devil.

"You...... Kill me a second time. "The demon said to me. His voice was visibly dissipating, like the purple mist of the sun rising.

I?

Kill him?

Second?

I don't understand what he's talking about.

"The road to hell is not sin, but suffering. I'm waiting for you in hell. The Beings Demon smiled miserably, and a faint sadness returned to his face.

My eyelids jumped, and my heart froze, only to see the living beings and demons mention the words, fiddling with their fingers, looking like ...... It's like folding a long weed and stuffing it into your mouth.

It's nothing but a strange nightmare in the Land of Annihilation.

This, absolutely, absolutely not true.

I looked at the scene in front of me in a daze, and my heart seemed to be beating like crazy, but my eyelids seemed to be beating wildly—oh, not eyelids, but someone in the corner of my eye, who was beating like crazy.

It's Kazama.

It is a kazama that is blocked out by a transparent barrier.

She was completely insane, jumping and thrashing, with her mouth open, shouting, and hideous.

I couldn't hear her, but I knew she wanted me to save me.

I suddenly woke up: This is not a nightmare! This is true! The living beings are angry and want to eat the forgetfulness in front of me!

But the wings have been torn out, and the demons are dissipating like mist, who would have thought that even though he is at the end of his crossbow, he can still hurt Forgetyan - he will kill Forgetyan in front of me, and then use the pain as an oar to row me to the depths of hell, where he will wait patiently for me.

My back was instantly soaked.

"Destroy the spirit wings!" the voice of the forgotten voice seemed to come from a deep dark cavern.

Destroyed the spirit wings.

Yes, why didn't I think of it? The spirit wings of 10,000 years of cultivation are the place where the magic power of the living beings and demons lies, although I have stripped off my forehead, but the magic power is still there, and it is more than enough to deal with us.

I turned my lightsaber, the tip of my sword pointing downward, and the strength of my hand to the end, nailing the spirit wings to the ground.

I only felt a violent tremor of the sword, and a cloud of lilac mist surged up from the tip of the sword.

I didn't have time to take a closer look, so I turned my head to look at Forgetfulness and the Demons.

I saw that the wings of the Beings Demon hung down suddenly, and from his back, a curling light purple smoke overflowed, and he slowly lowered and spread in the direction of the spirit wings.

"Click!" forgot to say and fell to the ground.

I let go of my sword and ran over, scooping him up from the ground.

Thank God, he's all right, he's looking at me in a state of his mind, his eyes bright, and there's a smile on his lips – and he's smiling!

"Go away!" someone pushed me away with a palm, and took the forgotten words in his arms.

It's Kazama!

"Meiyi, are you alright?" The two elves, Xiao Wei and Xiao Phantom, surrounded me, and their voices were surprised and delighted.

"You ......" I asked, but I immediately understood: the spirit wings were nailed, the magic power disappeared, and the barrier set by the living beings and demons naturally disappeared.

Xiao Phantom stared at me nervously, his lips tense and expressionless.

"Meiyi, your forehead ......" Tweed stretched out his hand, wanting to touch it, with a look of regret.

I shook my head slightly, dodged away, and smiled. Anyway. I can imagine myself horrible.

"Meiyi, I'm sorry, it's all for our ......" Xiao Tai suddenly collapsed, tears welled up at once, and his voice was choked, and he couldn't go on.

"Nonsense," I reached out and wiped my cheek, and smiled, "It's not for you, I'm here for the Tears of the Night, and I'm going to help my sister achieve the throne......"

At this point, I suddenly paused: Sister, sister, sister, they walked into the trap in the eyes of the dark elves, and fell into an unknown dangerous situation! I saw with my own eyes that the blue dragon was feeding them blood! I saw with my own eyes that the demon of all beings pulled out the eyes of the dark elf! I saw with my own eyes the pair of eyes of the demon general...... Raw pinching explosion!

No, the Beings and Demons can't disappear yet, and he can't die until he clearly tells my brother what they are and where they are! I absolutely don't believe that my brother and they are trapped in the eyes of the dark elves and crushed alive by the Beings and Demons! In that situation, the Beings and Demons still fantasized that I was on the same line with him, and with his city, he would not kill my brother and force me to submit. He wouldn't be stupid enough to kill my brother and them, that would only force me to be his enemy forever!

I pushed away the two elves in front of me and ran towards the lightsaber that was stuck on the ground.

The lightsaber, gone. It's like that transparent barrier is gone.

Turning around, the lilac mist that snaked through it also disappeared. The invincible beings disappeared into the air as if they had never existed.

I subconsciously reached out and touched my forehead.

Flat, smooth, the wound is gone.

Shocked in my heart.

How could it be that in this short moment, everything related to the living beings and demons disappeared so completely?!

Is it all an illusion? Is it this annihilated ancient kingdom that makes people lose their minds?

I turned my head, my eyes wandering.

No.

By no means an illusion.

That was a real thing!

For I saw not far from where I was standing, a gray dark elf lying on the ground, his face turned sideways to me, his eyeballs gouged out like two new eyes, without the whites of his eyes, staring at me with a black hole full of resentment. On the ground beside him, a few drops of dark juice dripped from the palm of his hand when the Beings Demon popped his eyes.

I dodged and rushed back to where my lightsaber had caught my wings.

As far as the eye can see, there is nothing unusual.

I couldn't see the lightsaber, and I couldn't see the bloody spirit wings.

I must catch the traces of the demon in this instant. Whether he dies or escapes, if I lose his trace at this moment, then my brother will really be more than lucky.

But where is he?

I stared at the place where the spirit wings were pierced, and my heart turned rapidly: all beings are demons, living in the hell for a long time, and through the spirit wings are attached to the depths of my soul, and when I am full of fear, rage, and evil, he will appear. If the Spirit Wings are destroyed, then the Demon and the lightsaber derived from the Spirit Wings will disappear along with them. It's not difficult to figure this out, the problem now is that the purple spirit wing, which is a fake hand of the fallen sky, is engraved on my forehead, and it is indeed connected to my flesh and blood. When I slashed off my wings with my lightsaber, blood gushed out and blurred my eyes, it was a real feeling, and it couldn't be faked. Here comes the suspicion: the spirit wings can disappear, where is the blood that drips from the spirit wings after cutting them? It is my blood, real blood, it cannot be turned into a cloud of smoke and disappear without a trace.

Okay, I already know how to catch the traces left by the living demons.

Get started.

There is no time left.