Hate Me, Miss Witch!

Chapter 130 "Watcher" Char (two-in-one)

Above the spiritual world.

Char felt his consciousness drifting between the main material plane and the dimensional void, drifting with the flow.

"Fighting is fun."

Xia Ya reviewed everything that had happened in the past few hours in her mind.

I just feel a sense of joy.

This should be Xia Ya's biggest pretense since time travel.

With the power of one person, he alone can stop thousands of armies.

After that, at the cost of his own death, he spread Xiao's will to every corner of the continent.

Just like Captain Roger's heroic words before his death, "Look for it, I put all the treasures there", which started the Age of Discovery.

Today, he, Char, also used his last words to bring the entire territory of Esgania into a new "Dawn Era".

"Once the flames of rebellion are ignited, they will never stop."

"With that knight king's ability, I'm afraid Vortigern won't be able to sit on the throne for a few days..."

"And the one who started a new era - the name of the black knight "Cain". "

"It will also grow with the prosperity of the new era and the praises of all people and living beings."

"Finally, become a saint."

Char's mouth widened.

The living can never defeat the dead.

As long as Cain lives for one day, there will never be a lack of doubts from outsiders, saying that he is a hypocrite.

In fact, these days, even within the Knight King's rebels, there is no shortage of voices questioning Black Knight Cain's suitability as the king's confidant.

However, wait until you take this step.

After today, all doubts will disappear.

Use yourself as bait to invite people from all over the world to join the game.

Then, become the most pure and good——

"This saint"

"And, King."

"Since ordinary means cannot make my position in your heart go one step further, what about this step?"

"Everyone who ascends the throne has a perfect soul and is supreme...and as you stay in high places for a long time, holding great power, and one word can be the law of the world, the emotions belonging to mortals will become more and more indifferent, and eventually turn into cold rationality, and then Hard to shake."

"So, this is the only way I can make that emotion unforgettable."

Xia Ya praised his wit.

There is a saying that the most beautiful thing is always the white moonlight.

This is not because the person from the beginning was really that perfect and irreplaceable... but because the white moonlight in the memory can always be fixed in the most beautiful appearance.

Then, it was constantly beautified in my thoughts and remembrances day and night.

Just like the White Moonlight Chen Gong that Prime Minister Cao has always missed, the Black Knight Cain will also become the White Moonlight in the King of Knights' heart that can never be surpassed by outsiders.

You don’t know how to cherish it when you get it, and you don’t regret it until you lose it.

What is said to be unavailable is always in commotion.

Xia Ya's consciousness moved slightly.

The next moment, a blue light curtain appeared silently in his mind.

[Historical Legend——Watchmen]

[Rarity: Gold]

[Owned by: Char Egut]

[Place of Belonging: Esgania]

[This is the shining back of the pure and good person shining in the darkness]

[You once lit up the spark of civilization and order in the long night without the light of stars and moon. 】

[Also at the moment when the time of farewell comes, I turn my back to all living beings and let go of the whole world. 】

[No one knows your true name, but your achievements will last forever. 】

[This is a medal awarded to those who watch over civilization]

…

Looking at the title that exuded a light golden glow, Xia Ya couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

It can be considered completed.

If even reaching this point can't turn this historical legend into gold...then I really don't know what to do.

Everyone is dead, so what else can be done to create a more ruthless job?

"The next step is to move the Akatsuki organization into the dark."

"Waiting for the moment when the empire is established and all opportunities are fully declared ripe."

"Let Cain, who died alone, return from hell in a new form as the devil, and come again before the King of Knights and all the people."

"The boy who slays the dragon will eventually become a dragon——"

"Then, let this world feel the pain!"

“Absolutely perfect!”

Xia Ya felt that the curve of the corner of her mouth was becoming more and more unbearable.

Pleasure.

It's such a pleasure.

"However, that was only after King Bei was defeated... and the Foresta Empire was established."

"At least for a short period of time, the vest of Cain will be temporarily unusable. We must give the world enough time to express our feelings."

Xia Ya stretched out in the spiritual world, only feeling a little tired.

Although he didn't know why, he possessed the immortal curse.

However, the pain of being injured is also real.

At that moment when the completely liberated holy spear fell from the sky to the earth.

He really experienced it personally, the whole process of all the flesh, flesh and particles in his body being turned into ashes.

All I can say is, it’s very sour and refreshing.

If Char hadn't been focusing on training his mental strength, making his will different from ordinary people's tenacity, the pain of turning his whole body into ashes would probably make many beastmasters faint.

And, no matter what.

Releasing "Skywatcher. Sword of Damocles" also consumes a lot of money on him.

Yui's artificial intelligence can only play a supporting role, and Char himself still needs to participate in most calculations.

The extremely complicated calculation of the fall trajectory of the space-based kinetic energy weapon also kept Char's mental power overloaded, which was a complete overdraft.

Xia Ya was in a daze at the moment.

He was indeed a little tired after driving Tata for so long.

It was the kind of tiredness that could only be cured by lying on Xiao Ai's white silk lap pillow and taking a nap.

Thinking like this, Xia Ya took the initiative to drop his spirit from the spiritual world.

Falling towards the main material plane.

…

A hundred miles away from the Valley of the End, there is a desolate and remote mass grave.

Today, Esgania is still in troubled times, with wandering abyss monsters running rampant.

There are countless such desolate cemeteries, and few people set foot on them.

boom--

The soil surged, and the stone slab sealing a certain coffin was turned over.

Immediately afterwards, a pale hand with distinct joints suddenly stretched out from the soil of the grave.

Wow.

The stone slabs were pushed aside and the coffin lid was lifted.

Xia Ya sat up from the coffin, took out a set of simple clothes from the space pocket, and put them on himself.

"It seems that even the completely liberated holy spear cannot kill me."

Xia sighed with regret.

According to his previous experiments, his immortal body can be used in a variety of ways.

Whether it is burned to ashes or pale powder, or decomposed into the most basic magic factors, as long as there is still a trace left, it can be reborn into a complete flesh and blood body.

Of course, he can use his crystallized ashes in the huge crack in the Valley of the End as his body to regenerate.

However, that would be too dangerous.

In the Valley of the End, there was too much noise about the liberation of the Holy Spear.

Not only the legends in Esgania, but other legends in the entire Western Continent, and even the demigods who are outside the main material plane, may be aware of it.

When the time comes, if he resurrects naked in that pit and is caught by the legends who rush over, it will be the end of the world.

Cain who is dead is the saint, but Cain who is alive may not be so.

Therefore, Xia Ya was prepared early.

He buried a piece of his finger in the coffin in this cemetery.

In this way, when his body is annihilated, he can use this finger to complete his resurrection.

"Quit the reverberation of history first."

Thinking like this, Charia was about to summon Shining to take herself away from the reverberations of history.

The next moment, Xia Ya's brows suddenly frowned.

Not far away, an ancient mystery suddenly emerged.

This feeling does not feel like the manifestation of magic power, but more like the kind of divine power that belongs to gods that Char has come into contact with in the past when he was dealing with cult groups.

The next moment.

The blood-colored moonlight rippled like ink.

Immediately afterwards, a human head with blurred flesh and blood, and you could even see the white bones under the flesh, penetrated the ink-like bloody moonlight.

Then, he fell to the cemetery in the distance.

"Cain!"

"Cain!"

The bloody half skull was still able to move, squirming on the graveyard, and let out a vicious scream from its damaged vocal cords.

I, Cao, are you vampires so stubborn?

It wasn't until he heard the other party's vicious voice that Xia Ya finally identified who the bloody, invisible skull was.

Blood Prince——Flanders.

A true legend.

But even so, the fact that the other party was able to escape from the completely liberated Holy Spear still made Char a bit incomprehensible.

Also, the long-distance teleportation circle of this era has probably not been developed yet, right? Why does he appear here a hundred miles away from the Valley of the End?

A little doubt arose in Xia Ya's mind, but she didn't pay too much attention.

With the way Flanders is now, any child with no strength can crush his remaining skull, which poses no threat to him.

As for the identity of the vampire... the immortality of the vampire is flawed, even the vampire prince who is already at the legendary level is no exception. Just get some holy water to make him ascend to heaven.

And Char's Cain vest at least has the identity of a Templar knight, so there is no shortage of holy water and so on.

But soon, Char's doubts were answered from the skull's soliloquy.

"Cain, haha... Cain."

"In the realm under the legend, I, Flanders, would like to call you the strongest."

The bloody skull gasped laboriously.

"However, I didn't expect...the ancestor Zhu Yue actually responded to my call and protected me from disaster with her great power."

"Both you and Vortigern are half dead, but it's still me who laughs in the end."

Zhu Yue...

The ancient god behind the Vampire Clan?

Xia Ya was stunned for a moment, but then he understood.

For a true god who has crossed the boundary of demigods, it is indeed not a strange thing to have the power to rewrite the laws of space.

"But... the ancestor has fallen into a deep sleep tomorrow morning... except for the search for Hei Ji, he has never woken up again."

"Why, will divine power help me this time?"

In the state of the skull, it was obvious that he could not use his mental power to explore the surroundings, and naturally there was no way to discover Char's whereabouts.

In other words, even if he saw Char, he could not connect Char, who was showing his true appearance at this moment, with Cain of the Dawn wearing a whirlpool mask.

In the hearts of everyone in Esgania, the black knight Cain has died in the battle.

Death was violent and as heavy as Mount Tai.

Flanders's skull was just muttering to itself, its flesh and blood surging, trying to activate the vampire's self-healing ability to repair its body.

But, the next moment.

The movement of the skull suddenly stopped.

A slender white hand suddenly stretched out from the dark night quietly.

Then, he pinched the bloody skull.

"Heiji?"

Flanders's voice became dry and stiff.

The next moment, unimaginable resentment suddenly appeared on his face, which was covered in blood and bones.

"Ancestor... No, Zhu Yue, you sent me here on purpose. You wanted to use me to make Heiji..."

Click.

The plain white fingers exerted slight force.

The next moment, Flanders's skull cracked in an instant, and then turned into fuzzy fragments.

Bloody light surged, and as a vampire, Flanders' immortality allowed Flanders to still retain part of his vitality even if his skull was damaged.

But then.

The flowing blood quietly turned into a bloody moonlight.

Then.

The brand is imprinted on the owner of that plain white finger.

Flanders's skull fragments were scattered, so dim that it almost lost all its luster. The vampire prince was completely dead since then.

But the owner of the plain white index finger that killed him appeared from the shadows.

It was a girl wearing an ink-colored classic dress, with jet-black hair flowing down. The clothes were layered but not complicated, and were inlaid with dots of stars, like the late night sky.

The moonlight seal of Zhu Yue was engraved between her eyebrows... making her body tremble slightly.

next moment.

The originally petite and exquisite figure of the girl began to slowly stretch.

A dark, night-like light shrouded her body, and her originally petite figure was lifted up inch by inch.

The long skirt woven from the night also became dreamy and confusing, and the originally flat chest swelled up, turning the originally loose clothes into bulging, slim and plump.

After a few breaths.

Above her eyes shrouded by the night, the hazy night slowly dissipated.

Then, a scarlet light flashed.

The girl, no, at this moment she had become mature and charming, the black-haired woman who could be called Royal Sister slowly turned around.

Then, with those scarlet eyes as if looking at prey, he locked eyes on Char's location.