"Stigmata" is a potion that can strengthen all aspects of human physical ability.

is the latest research from the Imperial Royal Astrology Society.

The agent is a black, viscous liquid that is housed in a glass tube.

This was Reinhardt's reward when he was made Earl of Klein.

Reinhardt was in possession of a total of 5 vials of Stigmata, and on the second day of Sephiroth's siege of the Helm City, he had four of his generals drink four of them.

Then, like the gods, these four generals fought for two days in a row under the condition of constant injuries, and they have not yet tired.

The number of enemy troops killed by them alone has exceeded 500.

Of course, Reinhardt's forces were also almost completely lost under the offensive of Sephiroth.

Even Sephiroth's strongest combat force, Zad, a demonic servant in human form, was seriously injured.

After Zadeh was wounded, Sephiroth ordered the siege to be halted.

And he surrounded the city of the Holy Helmet on three sides, leaving only the west side.

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On the walls of the Holy Helm City.

Reinhardt propped his hands on the battlements with a solemn expression.

In his field of vision, there was the black-pressed Seatta army.

All around him, there were corpses everywhere.

Blood, long since clotted.

The icy moonlight flowed through the dead walls.

Here, it's like hell.

The city of Holy Helm was devoid of ordinary inhabitants, and Reinhardt had forced them to flee east a few days earlier.

Now there are only more than twenty defenders left in the Holy Helm City, including Reinhardt himself.

If it weren't for the four generals who took the "stigma", this place would have been breached a long time ago.

"Lord Reinhardt, do you want to get out of here first?"

It was one of the four generals who spoke, his armor was rotten, and he had several broken arrows on his body.

After being so seriously injured, he didn't feel anything, and if he was an ordinary person who hadn't taken the "stigma", he might have died in pain.

"How's your injury? Reinhardt withdrew his gaze.

Jaime ripped the remaining armor off his arm, "Your Excellency, you see, the wounds I suffered today have healed again, and the stigmata seems to have given me god-like strength. ”

After hearing this, Reinhardt involuntarily put his hand deep into the armor, stroked the last bottle of "stigma", and said to himself: Can this potion really allow mortals to gain god-like power?

"Your Excellency, I have no problem at all, the stigmata is the highest gift you have given me.

However, I don't know how long this state will last, and I hope that Your Excellency can escape from Helmet City now. ”

When he saw Sephiroth besieging the Holy Helm City on three sides, Reinhardt did have plans to escape from the city.

However, he feared an ambush by Sephiroth to the west.

At this moment, a miserable cry suddenly came from the western city wall.

Reinhardt and Jaime hurried over.

There were too many corpses, too dense, and the two of them could only use them.

Far away, the two spotted a soldier twitching wildly over the pile of corpses.

There were two panicked soldiers beside him, who seemed to be frightened by the scene in front of them, and the two soldiers did not move.

"Lord Reinhardt, please stay where you are, I'll check on the situation. ”

However, Jaime had barely taken a few steps when he saw a terrifying sight.

The twitching soldier's head suddenly burst, and several thick tentacles grew from his neck.

The tentacles danced irregularly, flapping at the corpse irregularly, and after a few moments, the tentacles stopped moving.

In addition to Jaime, there was also Reinhardt who saw this scene.

They had no idea what was happening, what had just happened was something they had never seen before, and not even the story of the bard had ever been so horrifying.

Just as Reinhardt and Jaime were being hit to the point where they couldn't move, the two frightened soldiers suddenly walked towards them.

The two soldiers limped slowly toward Reinhardt, repeating strange words in their mouths.

Reinhardt didn't hear clearly.

"Pavilion...... Pavilion...... ...... down," Jaime called out to Reinhardt in a trembling voice, twisting his neck in a trembling manner.

Jaime's neck was twisted beyond the limits of a human being, and Reinhardt was finally presented with a 180-degree twist in his neck.

By this time, Jaime had changed beyond recognition, his face was covered in bloodshots, including his eyes.

Jaime's facial features no longer exist.

"Gram...... Ancestor...... ......"

The voice came from Jaime, but the voice wasn't James.

Reinhardt was so frightened by the sight that he couldn't move, but he felt so relieved that he even wanted to give Jaime a big hug.

At that moment, an arrow pierced Reinhardt's chest, and Reinhardt fell from the wall before he could hold the battlements steady.

"Puff"

Reinhardt slammed into the ground outside the Helm City.

He was shot in the right chest by an arrow.

Falling from the city wall left him with multiple fractures in his body.

But that's not a bad thing.

Because, this arrow restored Reinhardt's sanity and kept Jaime away from him, who had become a monster.

At least, he could have died at the hands of monsters.

Reinhardt didn't know why Jaime had become a monster, and he didn't know why tentacles had grown inside people's heads, and everything tonight was far beyond his knowledge.

Reinhardt didn't have much life left, and it was a shame to die in such a way.

At this moment, a figure in a black robe appeared in front of him.

Reinhardt's blurred vision couldn't see what was under the hood.

He just smiled helplessly, he knew that this person must be Sephiroth's men, and the arrow just now was also shot by this person. This man wanted to take his body back and ask for credit.

However, the black-robed man slowly crouched down and roughly pulled out the arrow, which brought out pieces of flesh and blood.

The sudden pain caused Reinhardt to scream.

However, the black-robed man's movements did not stop because of this, and he took out the "stigma" potion from Reinhardt's armor.

The black-robed man dragged the potion with both hands, as if praying.

After a few moments, he opened the cap of the potion, pinched Reinhardt's chin with one hand, and poured the black, viscous liquid from the glass tube into the latter's mouth.

Reinhardt was powerless to resist, and he could only swallow the "stigma" potion.

His hazy vision was gradually covered by the cold moonlight.

And this time, the color of the moonlight is no longer silvery-white, but a blood-like red.

By the time Reinhardt came to his senses, the black-robed man was gone, and his injuries had fully recovered.

He wondered why the black-robed man wanted to save him.

However, he doesn't have time to think too much about it now, and since he is not dead, he has to continue to live.

Remembering that he was outside the western walls, Reinhardt began to flee quietly westward.

Now he can't take care of the remnants of Wolf's Heart City and the North Wind Fortress, he only hopes to reach Coppermountain Town as soon as possible.

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