Original God's Dark Priest

The rotating sharp shield turned into a blade that cut through everything, and the moment it touched the Abyss Armor, it made a teeth-grinding friction sound.

Ying, Silkcock, and little Paimon couldn't help but cover their ears; the sound was too harsh.

The powerful impact directly knocked the figure of the Evil Knight back several steps. Saphir whistled: "The meat is good!"

Then he forced himself forward again, turned his body, and once again sawed Veronica, who had turned into a chainsaw.

Ooyama Tsuma, as a special weapon forged with the power of the God of Rock, has no grade like Hayaki Tsumabi. It is a weapon from another world that is completely different from the weapon system of Teyvat.

Just as Saphir was used to calling Suakitsuhibimei the chopping axe, Oyamatsumei also had a name for her: the shield axe.

As the name suggests, the shield axe has extremely strong protective capabilities and extremely high breaking ability.

The shield mode can block most attacks, and once the axe mode is turned on, its suppression power is also far beyond other weapons.

It can deliver an extremely strong suppression that even Su Qiujin cannot match, just like now.

Under Saphir's relentless pressure, the figure transformed into the Evil Knight couldn't even fight back. All his domineering body and swift slashes were just empty talk.

Once suppressed, what you will face next is endless suppression.

Manipulating the rapidly spinning saw blade, Saphir pushed the enemy in front of him infinitely, repelling him again and again and pressing him into the corner.

"What does she want to do?" Ying suddenly felt something and seemed to realize something, so she asked this question.

Silk's eyebrows kept twitching, and he hesitated: "Well... let's take a look, it's not very clear."

It’s not that it’s unclear, but this scene looks a little too cruel.

Because Safire now has one foot on the enemy's chest, and has started dismembering the opponent with a chainsaw.

"Take off this arm first!" Her eyes flashed red, and a cruel arc appeared at the corner of her mouth. Sparks flew, and she pressed the saw blade against the right shoulder of the Evil Rider.

Soon, the Abyss Armor was torn open, revealing an arm that was obviously too thin.

"Oh? Not a completely energy body, but a physical body?" Saphir immediately noticed this detail, and then complained, "She's a little too thin, a woman?"

Although she said this, her hands did not stop moving at all. Seeing that the man's arm was about to be removed, Si Ke Ke stepped forward and stopped Safir: "Wait a minute, don't you think this dress looks familiar?"

Saphir then stopped and carefully examined the pieces of clothing that she had torn into pieces.

"Which country's traditional costume is this purple dress? It's hard to tell..." Saphir looked carefully and felt the person under her feet struggling again. A hint of impatience flashed in her eyes.

The next second, a huge cross was raised high, and then slammed down heavily, completely shattering the abyss armor on the person in front of him.

A thin man dressed in Kanrea-style clothing lay among a pile of armor fragments.

Ying and Si Ke Ke only felt a throbbing pain in their temples. So, Saphir was not fighting seriously just now, but was just testing the weapon?

The reality is a bit depressing, but it has to be accepted.

Saphir didn't notice the two's reactions. She walked to the man and gently kicked the man who had turned into a dead dog: "Are you still alive?"

"Cough cough cough..." The man coughed twice, opened his eyes with some difficulty, and looked at Saphir.

Saphir saw the gray cross in the other person's eyes and confirmed his identity: "Canria, tell me, why did you attack my people?"

The man did not answer her question, but was a little surprised: "It's you..."

"To be honest, I really hate this feeling. He said this out of nowhere, as if we are very familiar with each other." Saphir said with a sigh, "Anyway, the Kanreya people can't be killed. How about I chop off his head and make him wake up?"

Silkcock stopped her somewhat dangerous behavior: "Let me do it."

As she spoke, she walked up to the man and asked, "Do you know my master?"

"Your...master?" The man was stunned, obviously not understanding what this meant.

Silk knew that the man was stunned, so he patiently explained: "My master, Surtloch."

"Surtrochi! What's your name?" the man asked again.

"My name is Si Ke Ke. Do you have any questions?" Si Ke Ke was patient. While answering the questions, she pulled Saphir to stop her from taking action.

The man was silent for a few seconds before he said, "What time is it now? How long has he been away from Teyvat?"

"Hundreds of years." Silkock answered again.

This answer once again had some impact on the man. Just when Saphir and the others thought he was about to fall into self-doubt, the man struggled to sit up and said, "Sorry... I was so excited that I almost forgot to introduce myself. My name is Skfenug, a friend of Surtloch and his follower.

It may be a little abrupt just now, but please believe me, I have seen you before, or rather, I have seen someone who looks exactly like you. "

The latter sentence was addressed to Safire, and can be considered an explanation.

In fact, Saphir had anticipated this. A Kanriya man said "It's you" the first thing he said when he saw her. It was obvious that this person had probably seen Su.

"Silkcock... This is the first time I've heard this name, but hundreds of years ago, I knew of your existence and that you would come." Skfenug suddenly said this, causing Ying and Paimon to look at each other.

Paimon was shocked: "Hundreds of years ago?"

Silk was not that surprised, she acted calmly.

As for Saphir, she only needed to think about it for a moment before she understood what was going on. "Is it because of Viserfenil? It is said that guy can predict many things."

"You are right. It seems that you and Miss Su are indeed connected." Schfenug confirmed his guess.

Saphir waved his hand and said, "Let's not talk about my affairs. I guess you can't explain it clearly. Let's talk about Surtloch. The child wants to hear it."

Silkock glanced at Sapphire, very unhappy with the word child.

Safire ignored Silkock's death stare and remained calm.

Skefnugu saw this scene, but did not comment. He just nodded and said, "No problem, while I can still keep my sanity.

That was a long time ago.”

As Skfenug continued to tell the story, everyone present finally understood the identity of the person in front of them and his relationship with Surtloch.

Skfenug was born into a noble family in Kanreya and was the eldest son in the family, so he was eligible to inherit the title and was considered a great noble.

Logically speaking, he should have lived a rich and carefree life as he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, but God played a joke on him. While giving him a wealthy family, he also gave him a sickly body.

Having suffered from an incurable disease since childhood, he lost his family's expectations and became a dispensable person.

No one would entrust the family business and honor to a sickly person. This has been the case since ancient times.

Ever since he could remember, Skfenug had been fully aware of his situation, so he practiced swordplay hard every day, trying to gain recognition from others in this way.

His efforts were effective because he always came out on top in various competitions. He defeated all his peers and was undoubtedly the strongest.

But his efforts were in vain, because his name did not change his situation. Everyone either sympathized with him or gloated over his misfortune. Even his parents were waiting for the day when he would die.

An heir without a future? No, such a person is not an heir.

After understanding all this, Schfenug became completely disheartened and gave up struggling. He became decadent and depressed, spending his days drinking and living in a daze.

At this lowest point in his life, he met that man: Surtrock.

Unlike what others imagine the Evil Knight to be, Surtloch's childhood was not happy. He was not born into a noble family. On the contrary, he was the child of a death row inmate and was born in prison.

Such a birth meant that it was impossible for Surtloch to receive a good education, and it was a blessing for him to be able to grow up.

With no one to teach and no one to care for him, this kind of growing environment led to Surtrock's unruly character. He has been hanging around the streets since he was a child, and getting into trouble and being scolded are commonplace for him.

Some people say that Surtloch has received more criticism than the masterpieces of the Secret Academy. This is not an exaggeration, but a fact.

Hearing this, Ying and Si Ke Ke had no idea what was going on, but Saphir looked surprised.

She knew very well what the Deep Secret Academy was. It was the largest national library in Kanreya. The great works in it could only be described as vast and boundless. What kind of child could receive so much criticism?

What she saw was not a child's mischief, but the deep malice of the world and people towards him.

Perhaps, those people criticized him not to correct his mistakes, nor for his own good. Most of the time, this child was just used as a tool to vent emotions. They would scold him when they saw him, and kick him if he went too far.

Anyway, as long as you don't kill him, you don't have to take any responsibility. It's really a good idea to keep a punching bag on the street.

In such a situation, most people would have become inferior and degenerate and drifted with the tide. However, Surtrochi was not like that. He was optimistic and positive, with a smile on his face every day, as if he was oblivious to all the friendliness and malice.

"People have to fight for their own lives. Even if they can't fight for their own lives, they should burn like a fire. How can they just die numbly like this?"

This is what Surtloch said when he and Skefnugu first met.

Even Saphir could not have imagined that the old bastard Surt'lochi, the evil knight who could destroy a planet at will, was once a ray of light that saved others.

Ying's eyes widened in surprise. She looked at little Paimon and then at Saphir, suspecting that she had heard it wrong.

Little Paimon hesitated for a moment, then said, "It sounds like he's not that bad after all?"

"Maybe, people will change?" Ying could only comfort herself in this way.

Silkcock thought it was natural because that was exactly what Surtlodge would say.

Surtloch recognized Skefnug's talent and encouraged his spirit. They would spar together, and it was this kind of sparring without any purpose that made Skefnug experience the joy of fighting for the first time.

This kind of happiness... most people really can't experience it.

At least Saphir had never experienced that. The battles she had experienced were either life-and-death struggles or terrifying ones. Sometimes she was afraid of being killed by the opponent, and sometimes she was afraid of not being able to stop herself and killing the opponent. In any case, she could not be happy.

She shook her head wildly in her heart, and wishfully classified the other party as a battle maniac, but she completely forgot that just a few minutes ago, who was itching to fight, and who was planning to cut off someone's arm with a grim smile on his face.

Logically speaking, it is impossible for Skfenug to survive from Kanreya five hundred years ago to today as he suffers from an incurable disease. The only reason he is still alive today is because of Surtloch's help.

It was this death row prisoner's child who stole the forbidden research data and cured Skefnugu's disease.

You have to know that when he did this, Surtloch was only ten years old.

Saphir observed Skfenug carefully. Although the disease was cured, the traces left by the original illness on his body would not disappear easily.

She knew that Kanreya was a country that attached great importance to bloodline, so the nobles there often had inbreeding. The incurable disease that Schfenug suffered from was most likely a genetic disease caused by this reason, and this type of disease had almost no possibility of being cured.

Even for Saphir, it is difficult to treat it because heredity involves genes, which is already in the realm of the ruler of life.

At present, Safir may not be able to reach this level, at least she has not tried it yet, but she may give it a try in the future.

The ten-year-old Surtrock actually dared to try it just by self-studying some research materials, and succeeded. This surprised Safire very much. He had to admit that this guy was really a genius.

Sikirk glanced at Saphir. He was the second person she had seen who could skillfully use the Seven Transformations of the Snake after only hearing it once. In Sikirk's opinion, Saphir should not be much worse than Surtloch.

Perhaps, they are really alike, both obsessed with challenging all kinds of impossible things and then succeeding as a matter of course.

Silk saw everything that Saphir himself didn't notice.

Whether it is resurrecting a dead life or treating cancer, aren't these things also challenging the impossible?

As Surtloch continued to challenge the impossible with his human body, Skfenug finally couldn't keep up with him and fell behind.

There are differences in talents among people. Compared with ordinary people, Skfenug is a genius, but a large part of his genius is accumulated through hard work, but this is not the case with Surtloch.

Surtrock is a true genius. He gives people the feeling that he can do anything. As long as he wants to, he can do it.

So, realizing that he could never catch up, Skfenug retreated. He began to resist meeting Surtloch and even refused to exchange ideas.

This situation continued until the moment of Kanreya's destruction, which Skfenug called an "incident."

After that incident, Surtloch found Skvernug and said to him:

"There is nothing on this planet that interests me anymore, so I am leaving. Before that, would you like me to use the power I just cultivated to help you break the curse of immortality?

Although I have tried my best to prevent your death, if you were to fall into immortality, that would be another kind of pain."

It turns out that five hundred years ago, Surtloch had already gained power comparable to the Four Kages. Saphir raised his eyebrows slightly. This is valuable information.

The curse of undeath on the Kanriya people comes from the power of the Lord of Death. If Surtrój can break this curse, it means that his power is no less than that of the Lord of Death.

Can the curse of undeath cast by the Ruler of Death, one of the original four Kage, be broken? If so, can it be rendered ineffective in another way?

Saphir stroked his chin, thinking secretly.

In fact, she had thought about it a long time ago. If she obtained the Heart of the God of Fire and unlocked the next life star of the Hades, she could inflict an "instant death" effect on the enemy.

This effect is to ignore all states and conceptually give the opponent death. Can such an ability compete with the Reign of Death?

Saphir didn't know, but she guessed that it should depend on the strength of both parties. If she was stronger than the Ruler of Death, then the Curse of Undeath would be ineffective. Otherwise, the Instant Death would be ineffective.

"I really want to go find that Ronawa and have a fight..." Someone who is not a battle fanatic felt his fist itching again.