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The demon who was about to be slashed by a sword with all his strength disappeared from sight in an instant, making Charlotte stunned.

However, the sword moves in his hands would not stop with Charlotte. In fact, he couldn't stop either, he could only slash in the air with one sword.

But at this time, the sound of the wind and the sense of oppression coming from behind, as well as the fatal crisis, left Charlotte's mind blank. Only her body, subconsciously, ignoring the backlash of forcibly changing the direction of the move, turned around brazenly and performed this pose. The remaining power of the sword move was swung in the direction of the crisis.

Clang~

A crisp sound sounded, and the long sword and the giant blade were joined together at the very moment, and the sword energy carrying electric current and the blazing flame met each other.

The ending is that Charlotte is completely crushed in terms of strength.

With a bang, Charlotte was knocked down by a blow, and hit the ground heavily, creating a depression and countless cracks in the scorched ground, and the whole person fell to the ground, vomiting blood in his mouth and injured his internal organs, even holding a sword His hands were trembling, the tiger's mouth was split open, and blood flowed down.

"Cough cough cough."

"It's a pity, mortal." The devil raised a hoof-like foot, stomped it casually, and stepped heavily on the wounded and fallen Charlotte, trampling him into the sunken pit, causing him to cough up blood continuously. Add injury to injury.

"Ah~" Charlotte gritted her teeth and put her hands on the demon's feet, trying to move them away, but unfortunately, it was useless.

And seeing that he still had the strength to resist, the devil laughed, raised his foot and immediately stepped on it again, again and again, ruthlessly tortured and abused, admiring Charlotte's coughing up blood and pained expression.

"Come on, yell out, yell out your pain with a sad voice~! Hahahahaha..." The demon swung the giant blade, knocking out the blade that Charlotte was holding on to in his right hand. Far away, after Charlotte's resistance was completely abolished, it lifted its feet and moved away.

"It's really a tenacious life. How many bones have been broken, but it's still not dead?"

The devil reached out and grabbed Charlotte, who was seriously injured and paralyzed.

"Let me see, it's interesting, sure enough... mortal, you are not an ordinary bug." The devil said, "There is something else in your blood, is it a hybrid? Or some kind of bastard born in a mess?"

"Hmm." Charlotte, who was in severe pain and unable to move, raised her head. Under her messy hair, those pale golden pupils looked at the demon who was close at hand.

Then, he raised his hand with difficulty. "A-ar, d (Alder)"

An undetectable impact, like a breeze blowing on the face, landed on the devil's face.

It's okay for the protagonist to be abused...

Chapter 64 Becoming Our Son of God

"Are you blowing my hair to escape the heat?"

The demon laughed. "If it is, this little breeze is not enough, at least I have to use [Ice Storm] to force it!" Saying that, the devil brutally smashed Charlotte to the ground, and then dragged him up from the ground , smashed one more time.

"Well, strange, strange?" The devil caught Charlotte, whose clothes were soaked in blood, before his eyes again.

"It's really an incredible mortal with a firm mind who doesn't have the slightest bit of fear and despair about death."

Charlotte, who was caught in the hands of the devil, trembled and wanted to raise her hands, but all her strength was lost at once, and her two arms hung down weakly.

However, even if he was dying, there was still no fear of death in those pale golden pupils.Although there was a look of pain, he didn't hum.

However, this attitude made the demon a little annoyed.

"Huh, interesting and interesting, don't you have any senses for death?" It said, "If it was changed in the previous era, I guess Tempus would be happy to let you be his voter."

"Even Tyr, Heim, Tom, and Nubeen are the same, and it is estimated that even that psychopath Lathander will rush to make you an elector."

"But well~"

The demon smiled sarcastically. "Now, they are all so dead that they can't die any more, and no good god who is idle and has nothing to do will jump out and get in the way at this time."

After all, the devil no longer smashed Charlotte to the ground, but grabbed him and threw him, directly threw him to the third floor of a building, smashed the windows into pieces, and smashed him into the ground. in the house.

Then, a ball of burning flames emerged from the hand that the devil was holding on to Charlotte, and with a flick of his arm, the flames were stretched into two chains of fire that were linked together like whips, and pulled towards that place. buildings.

bang.

As soon as the flame whip was drawn, the entire building was ignited instantly. Thick smoke and flames rose up in the building, and billowing black smoke came out of the windows.

"Hahahahahahaha." After doing all this, the demon smiled wildly, "Slowly wait to die in the sea of ​​fire, you are looking for your own death, a mortal who is beyond his control."

"Charlotte..." Edmond, who was also watching all this, shared the sense of the devil, stared at the burning building, and finally only let out a sigh in his heart.

"Okay, don't lament." Sensing Edmond's lament, the devil said in a cheerful tone, "You mortals will die, no matter how hard you struggle, you will not be able to escape death. If you die early, you will still be protected by that female cousin of the goddess of luck." no?"

"So, he has to kneel down and thank me for my great kindness!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

With a terrifying laugh, the demon ignored the buildings gradually collapsing in the flames, stepped forward, and continued to ignite the city, spreading destruction and killing.

It is Tanar'ri, even if it is not bound by its chaotic nature, it is its vocation to destroy, spread despair, create fear and other evil events.

……

'Am I dying? '

Lying in the scorching sea of ​​fire, his feeble breath did not bring the cold air, but inhaled the choking smoke.But now Charlotte, who has no strength to move, has no idea to pay attention to such small things.

As he thought, he was dying.

The bones of the whole body were broken, the internal organs were bleeding profusely, and the bones and muscles were broken. If it were an ordinary person, he would have died by this time.Superman's physique forced him to hold his breath at this last moment, barely able to maintain his sober thoughts.

It's just the gradually darkening vision, and the cold senses that don't feel any warmth in the sea of ​​fire, telling Charlotte that even if he is not dead now, he is not far away.

'But death?It seems that is the case. '

Unfortunately, the so-called fear at death, relief at death, revolving door at death... Charlotte didn't have any of the above. His only feeling about death was—'Ah!I died again, I don't know if I will wake up this time. ' Such thoughts.

'Have you died too many times at Maria's place? '

Charlotte thought so.

His gradually icy body and his already dim vision caused his consciousness to gradually slow down.

This feeling is similar to being hacked to death by Maria's double knives in the dream.

At the beginning, this feeling of death almost crushed him, but after a lot of experience, the fear of death has become numb to the fear of death.

Although I know that in the dream, death is just waking up in reality.But now that he is dead in reality, he probably has no chance to wake up.But Charlotte still has the guts, she will wake up from the bed later, pat her face to rinse her mouth and face, and then go down to the old man Vesemir to ask for a glass of Yili pure milk.

Anyway, hunters will die sooner or later, either by the hands of monsters, or by traps, or by aging.

If Charlotte still has any thoughts of regret now, it is that he didn't find out that something was wrong with Edmund at the beginning, and then hacked to death the culprit who caused these things with a sword.

'Really, not reconciled! '

With this thought in mind, Charlotte's last bit of consciousness sank into the bottomless darkness.

And his tattered body lying in a pile of debris was also covered in dust and ruins after being smashed by a burning wooden beam and a piece of gravel.

Goooooooo~

At this moment, bursts of unknown voices suddenly sounded in the sea of ​​flames, and then, under the ruins that pressed Charlotte's body, something seemed to be wriggling.

A piece of stone and wood was lifted, and the burning flame was pushed aside by something, finally revealing Charlotte who was completely shocked and unconscious.

On top of his corpse, there were many red tentacles like moths, rolling around the wounds on his tattered body.

And in the invisible body, countless blood-red silk threads grew out of the accumulated blood, penetrated into the body, and moved the broken bones little by little. Finally, these red silk threads stitched up all the broken bones.

……

'Still want to...stand up, do you? '

In the darkness, there were some strange shapes, like a nightmare where countless twisted and malicious things gathered together, covering every corner of this darkness, and asked the unconscious Charlotte.

'Goo, blood... receiving blood, @%&%#￥, dream of hunting, hunter. '

'Sweet blood, fragrant blood, seductive blood, gurgling gurgling ~ us, everything. '

'Come on, become one with us, live in the same nightmare as us. '

'To be our host, to be our everything, to be our blood, to be one of us—'

'—to be our Son of God. '

The distorted shadow stretched out bone-like arms, pale and swollen tentacles, rotting corpses, sweet blood...

"Delusion!!!"

Chapter 65 Moon Princess... Blood Moon Princess

In the darkness, in front of many nightmare shadows formed by distorted malice, with the sound of a righteous shout, a ray of light bloomed, tearing apart the rotten and deep darkness.

Dazzling rays of light, galloping thunder, soaring fire phoenix, whistling wind, endless earth, elegant dragon shadow, crystal moonlight, scorching sun.

Eight phantoms of different colors and eight dazzling radiances form eight identical but different-colored sword shadows, cutting through the surrounding darkness, breaking through the sinking abyss, and illuminating those nightmarish shadows. At the same time, Charlotte, who was lying unconscious in the dark, was also photographed.

Then, amidst the anger of the shadows in the darkness and the crazed roars, the eight beams of sword light gathered together, forming a dark green flame that soared up.

'Step aside. '

'@%&%#￥...he is, our blood...'

' is one of us, is our everything. '

'He is ours, give us him, give us our Son of God. '

'Get the hell out of here, half man half god mortal. '

"Go away? This is not okay."

An old but majestic voice came from the emerald green flame.

"If you give this little guy to you demons full of decay and stench, it will only let you escape from the cage and wreak havoc in his world."

"Because of emotion and reason, I can't let the little guy be led astray by your scourges and fall into the evil way."

Sharp, frantic, insane, brain-shattering screams echoed in the darkness.

All the shadows gathered here were deeply irritated by the attitude of this uninvited guest. They let out crazy shouts, and in the depths of the darkness, they stretched out their swollen bodies, dry arms like bones, and wriggling and curled tentacles. To the emerald green flame that displeased them.

But at this moment, there was a crisp phoenix cry.

The emerald green flame suddenly rose, and a pair of exquisite wings emerged from the flame, and then opened.

A delicate and graceful phoenix, covered in green, was born in the flames, and let the light of the fire and the sound of the phoenix drive away this dark abyss.

Like the mist dissipating, the darkness was blown by the wings of the phoenix, and it actually receded amidst the firelight and the sound of the phoenix's crowing, and the shadows derived from those nightmares also let out unwilling roars, but without exception, they all came surging He chose to retreat in front of the phoenix fire.

They are just shadows, and firelight naturally dispels shadows.

When the darkness receded, a brand new world appeared under the soaring phoenix.

This is a sea of ​​flowers that stretches as far as the eye can see, and there is no end in sight.

The faint fragrance of flowers, blowing in the night wind, is quiet and elegant, like an ideal hometown far away from the chaotic world, a perfect destination independent of reality.

At this moment, Charlotte, who had lost consciousness and showed no sign of waking up, was lying quietly in this sea of ​​flowers, surrounded by countless white petals.

He lay there motionless, as if he was really asleep.

"This is not a solemn funeral!"

The phoenix screamed and slowly circled down from the sky. At the same time, that old voice sounded again. "And you still have a lot of time to enjoy, don't be like an old man who sees through the world and waits for the arrival of peaceful death, unable to sleep."

The phoenix, born from the emerald green flame, slid an elegant arc in the night sky. After fluttering its wings, it landed on the ground, and then returned to its original source, turning into a ball of flame again.

Then, a tall and straight figure stepped out from the flames, stood in the sea of ​​flowers, and said to Charlotte who was sleeping in the petals.

"Your battle is not over yet. In the outside world, that demon is still wreaking havoc on the city you are in. Stand up and return to reality..."

'That's not where he should be. '

A voice of warblers and swallows suddenly interjected, interrupting the figure's words.

'And, who are you?This is not the place you should come to, even, the world you are in is far away from here, why bother to come to this muddy water? '

'Demigod mortal. '

"is it?"

The tall and straight figure turned around, the light in his eyes soared, his tone was flat but his whole body was tense, exuding the aura of being undead through hundreds of battles, seeing all the vicissitudes of the world and being the only one who is immortal, like a statue from a myth. The God of War who walked out stood beside Charlotte.

His figure is not very tall, but at this moment, even if it is a towering mountain, it is absolutely not as shocking as he wants to come.

"What about you? Girl? Strictly speaking, this little guy has nothing to do with you, right?"

'Drink, who said it doesn't matter? 'The voice of Yingsheng and Yanyu chuckled and said,'He is... We, um, no, to be exact, should be my son of God. '

"It's not a good thing to recognize relatives indiscriminately." There was a smile on his old face, but there was no smile in his eyes under the white hair, only a solemn solemnity. "Especially, you and other demons, ghosts, demons, heretics."