Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 840 Stirring up the situation
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Does anyone find this strange?

That's right, it seems like the Golden Kingdom and Milo's group have been doing their own thing from beginning to end.

Aside from a minor conflict that occurred when Dirasha instinctively found the Snake Ship after he had just awakened, the rest of the Gold Saints were almost completely unaware of the arrival of Shadow and his associates.

In fact, Milo himself didn't understand why he had such a low profile this time. According to the usual script, he would have been ganged up on and beaten up the moment the war broke out.

However, he quite liked this perspective of observing from the shadows.

To put it bluntly, the fate of the Golden Kingdom had little to do with Valrokan. In his view, those who lurked in that temple were not good people to begin with. After the Blood Moon, he even conceived of a revenge campaign against the Temple of the Golden Law.

Milo felt like he'd been given the wrong script when he suddenly transformed from a heinous sinner into a savior.

Clearly, the current scene of the Dark Invasion has already been seen clearly by the Eye of Thought upstream in the river of time.

Daisy's guidance and the series of plans she made were all intended to prevent this disaster from happening at the crucial moment.

She kept saying that this was the bitter fruit of her own actions.

But in reality, Milo knew very well that she was the one who planted the seeds; it was all Milo's own doing. If she wasn't the mastermind, she was certainly a powerful accomplice.

Do you remember those three things that Daisy mentioned in the sober world that the Monsieur School had long coveted?
Mei Gao, the inspiration of the moon, the eye of thought.

The unseen omen has continued to this day.

The interconnected cause and effect have never been broken.

The Golden Tree's hidden, sinister will, which had been concealed in the shadows, finally revealed its ambition.

Even falling into the abyss is part of His plan.

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"If you think about it that way, I've done quite a few things to help others achieve their goals... oh, to help them achieve their goals."

Milo sighed as the shadowy figure he had briefly spoken to before the tombstone dream collapsed flashed through his mind.

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The Golden Kingdom.

Just as the black blade was about to sever Joan Byrne's head, many of the people who had been kneeling on the ground suddenly stood up.

There were no passionate shouts or accusations, nor any pleading for Byrne.

It was more like choosing to face death with utter calm.

Just like when the tavern owner Toplas made his final decision.

He said that people from other places wouldn't understand.

Perhaps that's true.

Only the native people of the Gold Kingdom, only those who have been nurtured by the law and will of this land, will understand.

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More and more of the people of the Golden Age stood up.

From the shaded areas all the way to the border villages.

On the contrary, the priests from the temple, and the old ones who considered themselves superior, were powerless to lift their knees from the mud.

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This scene was captured in "Dilashaw's" cloudy eyes.

He expressionlessly shifted his gaze to the leader of the Black Blades and gave the final command:

"Execute her."

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Whoosh!
when--

The dazzling flames burst open in front of the leader of the Black Blades.

Its dagger failed to sever Byrne's head; instead, it was blocked by another weapon.

Only after the firelight subsided could people see clearly that it was the Flame Demon Knight who had abandoned his tattered armor.

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In distant times, his race was the stepping stone for the Holy Light Golden Tree to establish order, defined as evil, and subject to expulsion by all means. But today, with the invasion of the Deep, the first to stand up and defend the Holy Light by force are the demons who were once judged and expelled by Japan.

What an ironic scene.

The spatial disturbance caused by the clash between the longsword and the black blade caused Byrne's soul, which was almost within reach, to tremble and nearly shatter.

Her body was badly mutilated, but at least her eyes hadn't been gouged out and her head cut off, thus saving her life.

And so, all the mysterious creations instantly became frenzied.

The rest, who had already submitted to the Dark Old Days, and even Luque and the other members of the Golden Clan, no longer concealed their hostility towards the Flame Demon Knight.

Those ordinary people who stood up regardless of their own lives have already demonstrated the problem.

They must stop this trend.

Otherwise, the plundering of faith power would cause serious problems...

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The rescued Byrne stared blankly at the longsword and black dagger clashing in front of him.

At first, she didn't understand the point of struggling at such a moment, but when she realized that thousands of Golden People had chosen to die with her, she finally came to her senses.

What exactly is the meaning of "sharp edge"?
Is it unparalleled combat power, or the well-deserved honor?

neither.

Of course, it cannot be defined by armor, white hair, or totems.

Only what the people of Gold approve of is a true blade.

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Tears finally welled up in Byrne's long-numbed, despair-filled eyes. The fierce aftershocks of the battle between the Flame Knight and the Black Blade swept over her like a landslide and a tsunami. She dragged her broken body and began to dodge and flee, stumbling and searching for her longsword among the countless ruins.

Even though her movements were clumsy and she had forever lost the elegance of a blade, the only thing to be thankful for was that she regained her fighting spirit, or rather, she truly embraced her own unique fighting will for the first time.

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The sorcerer silently joined the battle.

Its body, which had been torn in half by Colin, had now grown back.

His phantom could be seen in the air, and the runes flowing between his five fingers began to surge violently. Then, terrifying magical power poured down like a waterfall.

But the next second, it suddenly felt a bone-chilling coldness in its throat.

Looking down, he saw a large frost scythe with a small chip on its blade, which was now pressed against his neck!

A chill swept over my entire body.

The sorcerer could only flee in panic, turning his attention to the damned attacker.

Even though it reacted quickly enough, the sickle still tore a piece of flesh from its neck.

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"Damn thing!"

The sorcerer, not content with his previous actions, resorted to his old tricks.

He directly shattered the piece of flesh he had lost into dust and wrapped it around the stranger wielding the long-handled scythe.

The next second, the pungent smell of blood attracted the old beast.

Suddenly, the beast in the distance dodged, and its claws appeared out of thin air, clashing with the hunter's scythe!
when--

Neither its sharp claws nor the accompanying lightning harmed the hunter, but the sheer force of the impact alone forced the hunter back hundreds of meters into the air.

The stench of blood continued to fuel the beast's will, causing it to go berserk and charge towards the hunter, treading on the void.

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However, in the next instant, a strange storm suddenly arose in front of the hunter.

Then another "beast" appeared, covered in grayish-white fur, resembling a hare, or perhaps Hakimi...

Although it is a little small.

But its strength is in no way inferior to that of the one under the shade of the tree.

The furry ball, which should have been smashed and crushed, actually fought with the wild beast and even seemed to gain the upper hand!
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The situation changed so quickly that even the Gold Gang and "Dila Shaw" himself were almost caught off guard.

Originally, it was only the Flame Demon Knight who was fighting desperately.

Where did these sickles and fur balls come from now?
The people of the Golden Kingdom were also puzzled.

They were prepared to die, for their superiors had all sided with the Deep, and there was no hope left.

But the sudden upheaval caused a slight wavering in their despairing hearts.

However, many of the temple's spirit seers and knights recognized the large scythe covered in frost.

Hunter!
"It's him!"

After the Blood Moon incident, the guy carrying the big scythe has been causing trouble for the major temples throughout the Dreamland. In most cases, his target is the Temple of the Golden Law. No one knows who is directing him. In short, whenever he encounters a temple's Spirit Visor, he immediately erects a Fog Wall Domain, leaving no survivors.

No one expected that he would dare to openly cause trouble on the temple's territory at such a time.

"They're asking for it!"

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But you should know that Monqueya isn't the only one who's tired of living.

While hunters and sorcerers clashed, and Wendigos fought beasts one-on-one, another terrifying shadow descended upon the battlefield.

However, his appearance was rather minor, unlike the Hunter and Wendigo who seamlessly integrated into the storyline.

Because this is a Night Demon who has completely misunderstood the situation.

He came to see Milo.

At first, they couldn't find anyone, but they noticed that the area was quite lively, so they hid in the shadows and began to observe.

While observing, Yan suddenly spotted Wendigo, who was fighting with someone. Yan couldn't sit still any longer and rushed in without thinking.

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"How do you say it?"

"Who should I hit?"

The enormous wings of the Night Demon suddenly descended upon the ruins.

After clearing away the horde of attacking creatures from the deep, Yan noticed many familiar faces among them, including the hunter whose name he had forgotten, and Dirasha, among others.

But now these two seem to be enemies, so he's a bit confused about the situation.

In the midst of his confusion, he suddenly felt something bump into his Night Demon Claw.

He looked down and saw that it was the Law's Blade, covered in wounds.

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Yan took a quick second to think.

He didn't know what had happened to Dirasha, and the hunters had always been both enemies and friends. He wasn't very familiar with the other ghosts, but he knew about the Law Blade. Back in the Blood Moon Cataclysm, he had been stabbed through the heart by one of the Four Horsemen while trying to stop this old hag. She had to be the enemy, right?
So Yan, who was completely out of sync with the script, blatantly slapped Byrne in front of everyone.

And it was a very loud one at that.

Snapped!
He slapped someone so hard their eyes were seeing stars and tears were streaming down their face.

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This guy never follows the same style as others.

Not only did they hit the wrong person, but they also used the bizarre method of slapping.

The other couples' fights were all life-or-death battles, but his turned into a bullying scene... I'm speechless...

(End of this chapter)