Crown Dead

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Pus sprayed out and covered Xianyu's body.Although there is a scale armor as a guard, it still seems to be soaked in sulfuric acid.

Xian Yu yelled to keep himself awake, let go of his hands and at the same time summoned the Seven Nights Knife, and stuck it on the peeled skin as a fixation.

Boom! !

The giant fell to the ground, and the wound in front of the heart was directly exposed to the air.

"Let this eternal black flame devour everything - Roar!!"

Dark black flames erupted from the wound, and this flame was pumped to all parts of the body along the heart.

"Ooooooooooo!!"

Harsh roars accompanied by burning crackling sounds continued to emanate from the giant.

If it cannot be ignited from the outside, it should be burned from the inside.

The flames devoured and bitten all the rotten meat, and the burning lasted for a full 3 minutes before it stopped.

"—"

Hei Zhen froze for a moment, she saw a very familiar face among the burnt remains.

"save……"

The noble was actually lying in the ashes. Although his body was covered with wounds from abscesses and ruptures, he was still alive as a human being.

"Help... Holy Maiden, Lady Holy Maiden..."

Not knowing whether he was crazy or trying to grab the last straw, the nobleman stretched out his hand to Heizhen in front of him, and kept repeating the title of saint.

"Saint—it's so old that it seems to be the title of the previous life."

Hei Zhen glanced at him.At this time, he was lying on the ground and had already released his dragon scale form, while Tia was kneeling beside Xianyu, stroking Xianyu with one hand.

The dragon scale blocked most of the damage, and now Xianyu can brag to others in the future that "soaking dick in sulfuric acid is a dick, I'm fine with bathing in sulfuric acid".

"I won't interfere with you. It's your right."

Xian Yu returned the decision-making power to Hei Zhen, who once again set his sights on the nobleman.

"Master Saint... I was wrong, help me..."

"You got the wrong person."

A smile appeared on the corner of Heizhen's mouth.

"I am not the so-called lady saint, I am the witch of the dragon, the destroyer of France, the pure fire of revenge."

"Uhhhh!"

Hei Zhen casually picked up a burning stick from the ground, and inserted the charcoal part into the nobleman's wound.

"It hurts, but it's not enough. Because you killed me with one sentence, beheaded, and insulted even the corpse. The woman who bears the false accusation of the Dragon Witch—what do you think she felt? What kind of pain?"

"I'm sorry—I'm sorry ahhh!"

Heizhen still doesn't know what the nobleman's basement has, otherwise she might not even be able to have a normal conversation like now.

"But thanks to you, and thanks to Jill. I finally understand why I was called here to experience this meaningless cycle again."

Hei Zhen summoned the banner and stabbed the nobleman's left hand into pieces.

"Woooooooooo!!"

"I'm not here for the illusory purpose of 'destroying France'."

Summoning a long sword, the nobleman's left knee was cut in half along with the bone.

"It's not as a prop for someone's self-satisfaction, and people show up here occasionally."

Summoning flames, the nobleman's lower jaw was burned through.

"I am an Avenger——A venger who takes revenge on true [evil] like you."

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Nobles with their jaws torn apart can only pray with this hellish voice.

Hei Zhen didn't even look directly at the nobleman, but just summoned a shotgun and aimed it at his head.

"I am the evil that will eventually fall into death, be burned by the fire of karma, and turn my bones into ashes. I am also the Ruler who judges, adjudicates, and condemns you."

"—See you in the depths of hell."

Hei Zhen pulled the trigger.

"Sure enough, although you were summoned as an alter and came to this world in a fantasy, you... are actually a good person in your bones."

Xian Yu got up from the ground, and came to Hei Zhen's side with some pain.

"..."

Hei Zhen looked at the puddle of pus that used to be a nobleman, boiling, bubbling, and then completely dissipating.

"Huh? Are you an idiot, or do you think that a guy who would torture and kill dying people in this way can be called [good guy]?"