Elven History Song

The power that was enough to destroy the space struck from the sky above Ling Aohan. Ling Aohan had seen this overwhelming power before, and that was when he and Ling Aoyan were competing.

Ling Aohan has realized that it is impossible to resist its attack by taking a defensive approach. The only way to take it is to respond with an equally powerful attack.

Abandoning defense, the swordsmanship that has entered a no-man's territory is revealed for the first time. The blade of the sword slashed down against the huge wolf claw that was coming. It was just an ordinary sword, without any characteristics, but...

"Space Cut"

With a crisp shattering sound, the space was cut off by this sword. Huge cracks appeared in the air without any support. The entire space was twisted and deformed because of this crack. Gravity, gravity... all physical rules were broken, and the entire space was caused by Ling Aohan's slashing attack caused confusion.

All the huge power is poured into the broken space. Like broken glass, countless cracks extend infinitely in any direction of the space. Everything affected by these cracks will be torn apart due to the distortion of space, and eventually turn into fragments and disappear. In nothingness.

The moment these two forces collided, huge destructive force and impact swept in all directions. The earth seemed to be exploded from the inside, lifting up layers of soil and cracking and shattering all around. Everywhere is already an endless abyss. The sound that was enough to damage the brain could no longer be heard in just the next moment, because the eardrums had been damaged, and all the bones in the body were shattered. The people around him fell into the endless abyss without the ground like puppets without hanging strings.

The apocalyptic scene didn't last long. The space returned to its original state due to its own order and powerful repair ability. Gronart's body was already in disrepair, Ling Aohan also had some scars on his body, and everything around him was gone. Fortunately, she survived when Ling Aohan deliberately protected Jia Xie behind him.

"Is it because I have clues about your family that you protected me?"

Ling Aohan didn't answer. He turned his head slightly to glance at her, then turned to look at Gelanyat.

"Maybe."

For a long time, Ling Aohan slowly said an answer that even he himself was not sure of. For a moment, when he looked at Jia Xie, his eyes were extremely gentle and deeply apologetic. Jia Xie didn't notice it, and even Ling Aohan himself didn't notice it.

"Aren't you going to kill it? Don't just show off your strength and talk nonsense, little handsome boy."

Ling Aohan chuckled lightly and placed his hands on the hilt of the sword. He didn't look back, and Jia Xie knew he wouldn't, because once he looked back he would see the tears on her face that she had no time to wipe away.

"Listen to the oracle."

God's order was issued, and the whole world fell into darkness again.

The sound of heavy footsteps and the distant sound of ancient bells rang simultaneously, gradually approaching Gelanyat, who had not yet figured out the situation in the darkness.

...Eleven, twelve, thirteen.

The fire of the soul ignited, lighting up Ling Aohan's face. The blue-black sword light flashed past, and Ling Aohan and Gelanyat appeared on the desolate land. With them, there was Jia Xieshi beside them.

Huge wounds extended from its neck to its chest, and blood spurted everywhere and stained the barren earth red. A sword that is sure to kill, and all defenses are ineffective. The person named by the evening clock will definitely die under Ling Aohan's sword.

The huge body of Goronyat collapsed, but it still waved its claws angrily, opened and closed its fangs in hatred, and stared at Ling Aohan standing in front of it.

But suddenly, its eyes stopped on Jia Xieshi. The hatred in its eyes gradually faded away, becoming as rational as ordinary people, but with awe.

It dragged its body, which was already like a candle in the wind, to crawl towards Jia Xieshi. Its four legs were slightly bent, and it knelt heavily in front of her.

Jiaxie didn't react to its actions, but she gently stroked Golonyat's mane, and Ling Aohan saw a hint of sadness that she inadvertently revealed.

Gelanyat barely kept his eyes open, and when his eyes that were about to become blurred took one last look at Gaxie beside him, there was a smile of satisfaction on his face like a human being.

Its eyes were closed, closed forever. Its journey of revenge ends here, and until the end, it still has that illusory expectation in its heart.

It just wants to go home with its own race and its own wife.

The desolate land disappeared, and Ling Aohan and Jia Xie returned to Drinkote again. Looking at the tragic scene around him that was like the end of the world, Ling Aohan just prayed that Natasha would not be here. After all, there could be no living things here except the two of them. Even the shadows in the cracks in the space distortion would be destroyed. Tear apart and devour.

Dazzling light emanated from Jiaxieshi's body and illuminated the endless darkness around him. The light became brighter and brighter until Jiaxieshi's figure was blurred in it. A voice whose meaning was unknown came from Jia Xieshi's mouth, and everything around him was drowned by the light. When it dissipated, everything around him was already the same as it was before the doomsday.

The people around were still looking at each other in confusion, not understanding what had happened, as if everything just happened was just a dream, but they saw Ling Aohan holding the sword, and there was a terrifying mark on Glen Yat's body. When they saw people's wounds, their faces first showed incredible expressions, and then they burst into cheers like waves.

Jiaxie had already left, leaving Ling Aohan alone. The cheers were so harsh that Ling Aohan even wanted to pierce his eardrums and immerse himself in the silent world like those deaf people.

Ling Aohan was surrounded by people coming from Bee Chrysalis, and they called Ling Aohan a hero. Colin's knights who arrived later were also stunned, and they put down their weapons and joined the celebrating crowd.

Ling Aohan ignored the cheers, raised his head and kept looking at the body of Glen Yate. From the standpoint of mankind, he is a hero who will remain famous throughout the ages, but from its standpoint, he is just a bastard.

Ling Aohan had never felt that his sword blade was as heavy as it was now, so that the hand holding the sword could not help but tremble. He used the sword to end its five hundred years of attachment.

Ling Aohan didn't want to tell it that even if it killed all the people here, it would never see his beloved wife again. Even if it leveled all the houses here, it would never be able to stay here with its friends again. Slow down.

Its dream has long been shattered.

However, its dream is not finished yet.

"If it's Natasha, you will definitely understand."

The blue soul fire erupted into the sky. Deep in the soul fire, a pale skull opened and closed its mouth, seeming to be saying something.

No one understood what Ling Aohan was doing. The soul fire went out, and Ling Aohan inserted the Angel's Judgment into the ground.

"Waiting for the oracle."

The fire of the soul surrounded the entire Drinkote, and Ling Aohan's eyes swept across it, making everyone shudder.

Ling Aohan was waiting, waiting for the evening bell to ring. He had no way to control the evening clock. Only when the time was right, the evening clock would indicate the dying person to Ling Aohan.

But Ling Aohan can decide who to kill by his own will. As long as the evening bell recognizes Ling Aohan's decision, it will ring for Ling Aohan.

The evening bell rang, and Ling Aohan's figure flashed past and disappeared into the darkness.

Until the next morning, Colin sent another team of knights to survey the situation.

The group of knights arrived at the place where Ling Aohan and Gelanyat had fought. Seeing the scene in front of them, they all vomited due to nausea, and their legs trembled with fear.

The entire land has been dyed with blood, exuding a strong fishy smell and the smell of rotting corpses, which makes people's stomachs churning. Everyone has been beheaded, but there is a twisted smile on their faces. The culprit It has long since disappeared, everyone in Drinkcott died overnight, and no one knows what happened.