I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice

Just as Mordred wanted to speak, as if he had sensed something, her face suddenly changed: "This is..."

She perceives a rather strange nature of power, gathering here.

"Oh, here again."

Morgan Leffey smiled softly, and said to Mordred: "Whatever you want to do, in short, before that, please fight them back!"

When Mordred walked out of the cave, he immediately saw the upside-down world of spiral death and the huge ghosts circling in the world of spiral death.

"These are..."

"The undead **** of the abyss guarded by Skaha, the **** of Vermore." said Morgan Lefy who followed.

"I'm not talking about that," Mordred shook his head, and then reached out his hand: "It's that—"

Morgan Leffey followed Mordred's fingers and looked suspiciously. He suddenly saw a piece of shattered pure white mecha, and his face was suddenly puzzled: "What is that?"

Mordred said with a solemn expression: "The Holy Apostle of the Shield Galahad - I didn't expect him to fall here too!"

"Hoho **** ho **** ho-"

The wandering huge souls of gods, the Fmore gods were divided into two groups, fangs and claws, and they attacked Galahad and Mordred, the holy apostle of the shield, respectively.

...

Bedwell's eyes dimly walked towards the village not far away.

The betrayal of his former friend made him painful, Aktor's death made him feel guilty, and his worry about the empire made him frightened... However, what he saw and his loyalty to the emperor made him continue to insist on his stubbornness.

Whether it was right or wrong, no one knew what happened, and no one told him or answered him.

But just the current contradictions and oppositions have already made him miserable, even more painful than falling into **** and slashing through a thousand swords.

——Your smile will become the hope of others.

This is what the emperor said to him, and was ecstatically regarded as a code of conduct and principle by him, so he smiled and treated everyone with gentleness, and everyone said he was as warm as the sun.

But at this moment, this sentence has become the source of his pain.

If the Heavenly Emperor hadn't said this to him, perhaps, he wouldn't insist on that.

The betrayal of the empire, the antagonism of friends, the death of Aktor, his own will, the praise of the emperor...guilt, guilt, persistence, loyalty...positive emotions, negative emotions, all good and bad, all Everything is condensed in the skull, making Bedwell more painful and tormented.

"Perhaps—death can liberate me."

This thought kept flashing in his mind.

And at this moment, allies in the Spers League sent him a message of meeting.

Bedwell knew in his heart that his identity was quite sensitive, and Mordred had even issued a death warning against him. The current action may have been labeled as "betrayal" on the side of pan-human history, and he has already planned what to do. Did you get rid of him?

However, this is also good.

If it is eradicated by pan-human history, if you die like Aktor, you will fall asleep forever.

Then you will be relieved.

There is no need to uphold one's loyalty, nor to continue to betray the empire and friends.

With such a peaceful mind, Bedwell came to the agreed village, came to the agreed house, and suddenly saw the agreed person sitting in the house.

"Come on, Bedwell." The holy apostle, one of the agreed-upon Spers League, looked at Bedwell.

Bedwell nodded, sat opposite, and asked, "Is there something that can't be said in the communication structure?"

"Can't—because—"

The holy apostle snapped his fingers, and with a "boom", the house collapsed. From the houses on all sides, a hundred men of the Divine Guard rushed out and surrounded Bedwell.

He looked at Bedwell grimly: "You will die here!"

Bedwell glanced at the Divine Guards surrounding this place, and finally turned his gaze to the former underground alliance. He didn't have a trace of anger, but asked plainly: "So, Spath... is it disintegrated?"

The holy apostle looked at Bedwell, who was completely silent, his hideous face suddenly calmed down, and he was silent for a moment, and said: "Ektor... is dead. The arm of the Emperor of Heaven collapsed, and the power of His Majesty the Emperor was dissipated. ."

"So, Sperse fell apart, right?"

"What we firmly believe, what we think...maybe it's just our wishful thinking. Ager rule follows you, catches us, and inflicts the poison of sinking on us, but His Majesty God forgives us. We are forgiven. It is wrong, and you are no exception. However, you are the only one who cannot be forgiven by your Majesty."

"--So, Sperse fell apart, right?"

"Ah, yeah. Spers... it shouldn't exist in the first place. It is wrong, and Ager is right."

Bedwell closed his eyes: "I've also been poisoned by Aegis Wenqing... So, come on."

That's it.

There has been an error in his own thinking, and apart from death, he has been unable to convince himself.

So, this is fine.

In this way, you can struggle out of the pain of thinking.

"Goodbye, smile of the empire, Ching Bedwell."

The holy apostle waved his hand, the surrounding divine soldiers gathered around, and Bedwell closed his eyes.

However, at that moment.

Surprise!

One of the divine soldiers suddenly turned his wrist, swept the surrounding divine soldiers, and then grabbed Bedwell's wrist.

"Are you...Jeranda Qing?" Bedwell was taken aback.

"Go!"

A low voice rang from under the helmet, dragging Bedwell away.

"Chasing!"

The holy apostle drew his sword and shouted loudly: "Jeranda, Bedwell, you two obsessive rebels! I will chop off your heads and offer them to your majesty for atonement!"

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Chapter 61 The Yarn Love Songs Overthrown by Gudazi

Geranda, this is the famous saint apostle of the empire, with a mustache like a mouse, and looks like a rat-eyed eyebrow.