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The demon reborn from the ashes opened its magic wings again, and the huge Hokage was on the ground. Looking at its masterpiece flying all over the sky, it laughed cruelly.

The laughter was heart-piercing and painful.It's like laughing at the so-called warrior, everything he does is meaningless! !

Facing the immortal body, the knights covered in wounds and bleeding pus, looking at the ashes all over the sky, for the first time in this battle, I felt a deep exhaustion

A violent gust of wind suddenly swept across the demon's body, constantly blowing away the flames on its body.And when the flame suddenly dispersed, the two biggest wounds on its chest and on the magic wings stopped healing!

"There is nothing more meaningful than this in this world! And there is nothing immortal in this world!!" Anthony, who had been hiding in the corner, suddenly shouted, and on his face, Full of tears, "You idiots! Its mana is collapsing and it can't last much longer. Without blood and fire, its wounds can't heal!!"

This sentence was like a thunderbolt, completely arousing the anger of revenge in the hearts of the knights!

The strong wind stirred up the water vapor in the river, and the knights rushed towards the shadow of the fire.The devil looked at the wizard angrily, and was surrounded by the crowd amidst constant vicious cursing.

It's that routine again!But this time even the flames couldn't stop the stabbing swords.

The constant water vapor and strong wind impacted the wounds on its body.And among these water vapors, there seems to be a strange sweet smell, which will stick to it like a spider web after encountering fire, and it is difficult to be ignited again.

The demon was in a rage, but the flames on his body were getting smaller and smaller, and the scars were getting more and more.It repeatedly tried to break out of the encirclement, but was unable to succeed.He could only go mad with hatred, and kept cursing that wizard.

And although the wizard was trembling with fright, and felt whispers echoing in his ears, he couldn't help but want to follow the crazy instructions.But I don't know what is supporting this 'brave and relatively young grand scholar', so that the spell in his mouth has not mispronounced a single word.

During the fierce battle, light continued to shine, allowing the knights' almost unsupportable bodies to rejuvenate their strength and courage, and the bursts of loud and clear hymns were sung more and more in unison, gradually covering the entire manor .It was about to overwhelm the spell that the demon started to chant at some point.

At this moment, the manor house that was filled with fire suddenly collapsed, and flames continued to flow out of the house.

And a burning purple-black meteor burst out of the collapsed house suddenly, passed through the crowd like an invisible thing, and hit its chest amidst the devil's wild laughter.

Immediately afterwards, that huge body was like a gunpowder keg, and a black and red fire suddenly ignited, instantly igniting many people around it!

Flames continued to flow from the demon's body, spreading from the bottom of its feet to the surroundings.

These fires have no roots and no basis, and there is nothing to burn, but they cannot be extinguished.It's like coming from hell.

Even the sky darkened.

The firelight overshadowed the light on the knight's body. Under the erosion of flames and darkness, many people's trembling hands could no longer hold their weapons tightly.

The so-called fire extinguishing agent can't stop this flame at all, and the water of hope and the blessing of dawn seem to be shattered in the darkness.

No one can charge forward in such a fire.

What's more, as long as it is contaminated a little, it will spread to the upper body.

This evil fire, like a beast gnawing on it, made people feel pain all over.At the same time, it is not burning the physical strength of people.It's like using their vitality as fuel, constantly eating away at their bodies and wills.

And no matter how much I chant my hymns, I can't extinguish them.

The exhausted knights fell one by one, looking at the increasingly dim sky amidst the fire that filled the sky.

Faintly, they heard the wizard shouting "the bigger the fire, the faster it will die".The voice urged them to stand up, but their bodies were powerless.

In the dimness, they saw their companions fall down one by one, and heard the screams of monsters gradually gathering and attacking from a distance.

In front of the devil, only Alexander and a few veterans were left.

It seemed to be raining.

A hymn quietly rang in the ears of the knights.

With the loudness of this song, the beam of sunlight suddenly pierced through the night of the manor amidst the light and rain, just like the dawn that suddenly appeared, piercing through the darkness and fog, and shining on the earth!

All the black fires swept by it gradually dimmed, and gradually faded in the sunlight, and finally turned into wild-colored flames, which gradually extinguished in the black soil.

The light and rain continuously moisten the earth and drip into people's hearts.It is like a wave of hope brought by the dawn, radiating all the strength and courage in people's hearts.

It also allowed them to heal those stubborn wounds that were difficult to heal.

The gray robed knights stood up one by one, their bodies emitting a fearless brilliance.The fearless knight launched a heroic charge, ran towards the stunned demon, and raised the long sword in his hand.

The heavy rain had already extinguished the fire on the demon's body, exposing its nearly withered body, making it impossible to squirm again from the wounds left by the knives and guns.

It also made its eyes exposed from the flames look towards the light.

Amidst the tingling pain all over his body, the light became more and more dazzling, reminding him of the first day he met his wife, and also remembered his own name.

Until the angry halberd pierced its cervical spine

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The withered flesh and blood of the demon eventually turned to ashes like those 'suffering walkers'.All that remained was a huge skeleton and a small purple stone in front of the skeleton's chest.

He took it out with both hands, flipped through it, and put it in the book.

The drizzle in the sky had already stopped once, but after the death of the demon, it gradually started to rain again.And the natural sunlight did not recede, and gradually dispelled the surrounding fog, and began to spread outwards.

Those lands that have been shrouded in sunshine and rain gradually began to germinate seeds, and blossomed into blossoms.Even in the dirty and rotten muddy water, there are yellow flowers and blue fairy grass blooming.

They absorb all the filth in the soil and scatter their blooming seeds in the sky.And between the rainbow and the dancing of vanilla, the air becomes more and more refreshing.

Near the rotting corpses, stamens and vines also bloomed. Whether they were sleeping or waking up, white lilies and yellow chrysanthemums would slowly appear beside them.Until they fell asleep again, and the Bana flowers bloomed in front of them, this sleepless one also completely rested.

George walked along with the nineteen knights and the wizard.Whenever they see a beautiful or deja vu scenery, some people will turn their heads and tell their companions on the horse what they saw.

"It's been seven or eight years now, Greve, you didn't expect those pear trees on the hillside in front of your house to bloom, did you? And it's this autumn." Martin wiped away his tears and said to his companion on horseback.But there was no response.

Withdrawing his gaze towards the dilapidated village, Martin stretched out his arms wearily, and helped his companion who was about to fall back up.He looked at Jack beside him.

Jack pursed his lips, hugged a jar tightly in his arms without speaking, and continued to count the steps under his feet.

Looking at his dumbfounded look, I couldn't help but couldn't squeeze out the eyes that were about to fall again just now.It's unbearable.

"I said stop counting! Aji should come!"

"But my lord asked me to come, and I have already counted two thousand steps."

"So let him count after you. Your steps are big, and his steps are small. When you two are combined, it happens to be the number of people who are still alive in the south of the valley."

Everyone believes that although the total number of lords is only ten thousand, these people are definitely not the only survivors here, and among these people, there may be their childhood playmates and lost relatives.

Every extra step is one more person.

Not one more step, in this mountain forest, it is more likely that there are people they know.

And with each additional person, Greve and the others, the more they can rest in peace without regret.

Martin knew it was superstitious, and so were many others who also counted their steps, because how far the sun spread was actually predetermined.But they couldn't help it.

Not long after, a golden wheat field gradually appeared in front of it, and it seemed that the fire was extinguished near here.