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Chapter 51 Chapter 45 The Fire Bath

Walking underground to an unknown depth, through countless labyrinth-like corridors that have not yet been repaired and are full of giant ants, Kant heard a girl's clear and clear cry of killing in a stone room. He walked into the stone room, and saw a female swordsman struggling with giant-footed insects in the sunken arena in the center.Her slender figure and the slender silver sword in her hand are out of proportion to those giant worms that have been swelled by magic and potions. I saw her being wrapped in the jaws of the giant pincers a few times, but where the silver light shone, the pincers flew and broke. That little figure had a power that the giant worm couldn't do anything about.

On one side of the stone room, the giant worker ants were busy clearing and removing the corpses of all kinds of monsters piled up in the hills. The knight frowned and shook his head: "Baiya, you practice so crazy." "Your Excellency Paladin!" With a cheer, the girl jumped out of the attack and came to Kant, while the giant worms in the pit were still dazed for losing their target. "You didn't take me with you, so I had to work hard. During this time, I think my skills have improved again. If I go back to the Swordsmen Guild, I can be named a Golden Emblem Swordsman. Then I can protect you in the future, no No one will dare to approach you again!"

"Protect me?" Kant sighed softly, what if I fight the demons in the future? "The last sword... Bai Ya, I only wish you didn't stab my chest." The knight said inwardly. At this time, in another dark part of the castle, Helidan was talking with a shadow. "Has Kant come here?" "Yes, when will we start our plan?" "Patience, the opportunity will definitely come. The paladin must die, and Master Bismarck will rely on us to save Yiya!" "This is the second time someone has come to ask me to suppress the tears of the goddess." Said the old doctor in the wooden house by the lake, and at the same time peeked at the letter bird by the window.

Yundi, on the other hand, was in a daze.The power of the holy water filled her with the brilliance of youth, but she couldn't hide the vicissitudes in her eyes. "But the Tears of the Goddess takes a long time to make..." "So..." Yundi stepped forward and forced the old doctor Ji with a short knife, "This time you take the medicinal materials and go with me." ... Another day passed, and in the depths of the forest behind the lake, Yundi tightly held the holy potion in her hand. The female mage thought this was her last chance, and if she failed, her life would be meaningless.

When the knight woke up, he found that he couldn't tell the difference between dream and dream, and he was also walking in the boundless night, with only faint stars in front of him.In the dream, I was alone. Although there were warriors guarding me outside the dream, once I lost the shell of the paladin, how many of them would stay by my side? Everyone admired the brilliance and power of the battle armor. They stood at the bottom of the steps and looked up from a distance, unable to touch his real body.Kant remembered that his hands had not touched others for many years. The downcast mercenaries were sent to heal their wounds, and Hydra was thrown into the mire of magic.Watching Kavna slowly sinking into the mud, Kant wondered if he could see her next time.

The knight came to the deepest part of the ground alone, in the living room reserved for himself. There was no furniture here, and the walls were empty, like a tomb.It is indeed the most suitable place for the undead to stay.The knight sat quietly on the earthen platform in the center of the room, listening to the lonely sound in the depths of the earth, and remained motionless for a long time. After a long time, he began to take off his paladin armor. According to Yundi, the Kant in the future dare not take off the heavy armor because he has the soul of the devil in his body and because he bears the heavy responsibility of a paladin.Now everything seems to be different, the devil has left his body, but nothing seems to have changed, as long as he still wants to bear the heavy responsibility of the knight of salvation.

Kant caressed the shining armor lightly, and he saw his bandaged hands gliding over the exquisite dark lines, stroking the firebird, holy spring and constellations.People believed that these silver streaks were the source of mysterious power, and Kant knew that because he left the dark power in the armor, the decaying hourglass in his body began to flow again, and even in the cold underground, the rancidity began to escape.If he sleeps away from this battle armor, maybe when people find him again, they will only see a pile of skin and bones. But how much he wishes to throw away this heavy shell and throw away all the weight.He could feel his body longing to pounce on the ground, to disperse into sand, blend into the soil, and disappear without a trace.At that time, there would be no more Kant in the world, and the life and death of the world, the love and hatred of the people, would no longer have anything to do with him.

It's this battle armor, this battle armor is blocking him!Separate him from the earth that calls him. He could hear the voice in his heart, like the murmur of a giant dragon in the center of the earth, shouting, break through this hard cage, and merge into the earth!To merge into the darkness! If a person is locked in a human-shaped iron box, unable to move, but not suffocated to death, then maybe within a moment, he will go crazy; after two moments, he will hate everyone in this world; He will curse the world to perish with him. And Kant's soul has been imprisoned in this iron box for five years.

He is indifferent to all people, he is ruthless, he doesn't care about the life and death of people around him, and the bones on the battlefield will not move him.He knew that no one understood the devil better than him, because anyone locked in such an iron box would become a devil! Countless times in front of people, whether it is the palace or the square, he has a crazy desire to lift off this shining carapace, laugh wildly with his rotten body, run in the crowd, make the people scream, and then fall on the long road. Under spears and flames. But what people saw was just the paladin walking past sternly.

The pain in his heart made him twist his body. He heard his bones rattling and cracking, but he didn't know the pain. His sharp withered fingers clenched tightly, then stretched vigorously, trembling, as if resisting a force. He heard the dark voice laughing in the center of the earth. "Yundi..." Looking at his hand, the knight remembered the name again. She changed his life, she gave her all.If one day she finds out that the future cannot be changed, will all she have left is hatred.Whether everything she did was just for that person ten years later, that shadow of herself.

She is the only woman in the world who knows his secret and is willing to get close to him, and she may also be the enemy who wants to destroy him the most. If he still had the desire to hold someone's hand and pour out his depression to her, it was her. Kant began to regret how he hurt her that day, maybe he should get along with her quietly and tell her all his pain, if he could overcome his anxiety and inferiority in front of her. But at this time, the knight heard a knock on the door.Someone shouted: "Knight, a woman is coming for you." ... Yundi stood in front of him like this, her breathing was still short, her hair was disheveled, her clothes were torn, only her eyes glowed with joy, she slowly raised her hand, and there, a small crystal bottle was shining. "Please give me hope again..." The moment the tears fell on the top of Kant's head, he seemed to see his own transparent inner world.His soul was engulfed by countless wind and fire beasts, and rushed from the sky to the earth, the dark forest where the giant shadow of the demon king stood. This is a battle of the mind.The war of wills will ultimately determine the direction of history. The Demon King waved his arms, and a huge shadow enveloped the light, and the approaching divine beast was swept out, smashed into the forest like a fireball, and shattered into countless pieces of fire.Every time the demon king Kaqiyunde waved his hand, the forest was like flowing fire. The hunting god's arrow hit the ground like a bolide, and Kaqi Yunde flew in the burst of flames. The light couldn't get close to his surroundings, and suddenly turned back, sweeping the sky with a strong wind, and rushed the shadow of the general into the sky. Like a flickering candle flame. This chase was so long, the knight felt that the huge and glorious shadow of the god behind him was oppressing him, so that he could not stop, and could only move forward, rushing towards the terrifying Demon King.He saw that where the demon king's power swept, the giant trees fell down, and when the divine power pushed him towards him, they burned into flames and turned into ashes.The huge god's light and shadow behind him oppressed the poor man, he didn't know if his frail body could withstand such a powerful force.The two sides were advancing at a speed like a hurricane, and Kant felt that his body was about to be crushed under the pressure of this force and light. He didn't spit out blood, but it was because the blood had already dried up. He was tormented by the use of the Tears of the Goddess, a power so pure and holy that the undead's body could not bear it.The divine power not only oppressed his body, but also burned his spirit, making him feel all the pain.How can an undead who is afraid of the sun survive under the flame of God? How long can he last?Once unable to hold on, the gods will disappear, and the darkness will cover the forest again, and there will be no power to stop the devil from now on.But if the chase continues, his body will melt away in the blazing heat. "I don't know if my soul can fly to heaven with God after this decayed body is burnt." Thinking this way, Kant's consciousness began to fall into a trance, an unnatural ecstasy rose from his heart, and his body suddenly Without pain and weight, the wind in my ears becomes the song of the gods.He knew that it was God's will invading his body, and when his dark soul was completely eliminated, his ugly body was vaporized, and his holy knight armor would be scattered in the flames.Then, lying in the dust, waiting for a new master, maybe an elf, maybe a half-orc, who picks them up and begins their destiny anew. He suddenly started laughing loudly, laughing at this so-called god-given glory, laughing at this bizarre fate, why should he go forward bravely, why can't he stop, why endure torture, he roared to the god behind him with his unique dignity, Like the deep sea began to roll, huge divine wings rose from the abyss, roaring towards the thunder and lightning in the sky.The sky and the earth are black and white intertwined, the sea and the sky rise to the limit, all the spirits tremble and sing, the battle between gods and demons has begun, that is the huge darkness hidden in the knight's body, the real power of the devil, under the oppression of the divine flame, breaks the barrier of his soul , gushing out.Kant's inner eye opened, and he saw that the world inside this small body contained the fate of all living beings and spirits.The devil turned into a giant dragon and fought against the light and shadow holding the holy sword. The sea was pushed around by the strong wind, and the center sank thousands of miles. And the humblest, the most dazzling and the deepest, the most sacred and the craziest, all in chaos for a moment. What must be admired, what must be obeyed, what must be loved, and what must be hated?It seems that all the cages of the soul have been broken, and life can be re-chosen. The undead Kant seems to have returned to the misty world before his birth, and he can start his life again after breaking through the wind and thunder.His soul is like tiny wings in the wind, passing between the giant wings of angels and dragons, looking for the gap between the clouds, beyond which there must be sunshine and a peaceful land. Kaqi Yunde watched the great change of the knight, and the dark whirlwind rushed out of his body, rolling towards the summoned protoss.He knew that the final moment had come, the darkness within the paladin was engulfing his soul, the mirror image of the god was not enough to stop this tsunami-like force, the firm shore of faith was being swallowed, he must take back his own at this time Power, otherwise when Kant's soul is completely swayed by darkness, a new demon king will be born, and he may be truly evil. He leaps through the air, like a black-winged hawk pounces on his prey.But what he wanted to prey was a giant dragon. The knight let out a strange roar that shook the forest, swung his long sword, and rushed towards Kaqiyunde with wind and fire.He darted away to the side, the gale still tore through his body, and the blood gushed out, immediately burning like lava. The Demon King dropped his body and rolled up the ground. The wild sand and boulders swept towards the knight, and the ground shattered, knocking the knight down.Kaqi Yunde flew away immediately, and the giant shadow with his arms stretched out in the firelight, strangling Kant's throat.The knight swung his sword to cut off the shadow, and the demon king's body was forced into the scorching light of the sword. Kant could see the opponent's face writhing in the space between light and darkness. He seemed to see his own evil face. In those eyes, the paladin was burned and rotted like paper, just like the belief he had doubted for a long time.Kant thought that he was losing the war and the only self he had. At this time, the will was torn into pieces by the storm in his body, and the rage occupied his mind.He rushed towards the demon king, these two identical shadows under light and darkness, the light and shadow around them were smashing and intertwining, they were fighting like two lions in the center of power. Demon King Kaqiyunde felt that he was about to lose under his own power. He was surprised that he could not recall the out-of-control dark power in Kant's body back to himself. The knight seemed like a bottomless storm eye, combining light and darkness. Inhale them together.There is only one possibility, the body of this undead has more potential of dark force than him, but he has no choice to retreat, even the power has turned his back on him.These days, he waited for the arrival of the demon army in the depths of the elf forest, and exchanged the scrolls he knew with Ron, which gave him many secrets about the demons of the old era that they would never know. When his clansmen go out and revive his real body, the Demon King will never fail at this moment!When he saw the knight raised his sword high, he also reached out to hit the knight's chest. He believed that at the moment of death together, the power would make a choice, attach to himself, and bring about the resurrection of a more powerful form. Paladin Kant woke up and saw Yundi's beautiful face. "I'm so glad to wake up from my nightmare and see you." Yundi smiled at him, but there were tears in his eyes. Looking at the sweet smile of the female mage under the starlight, Kant found that although he didn't feel the body, he could still feel happy in the heart. No, the body obviously has feelings. Yundi's soft body and warm body temperature are clearly so real. There is a cool feeling on the face, is that her tears?He reached out to touch it, but touched his own face, and the knight was startled. The heavy paladin armor had already been taken off, and it was scattered on the side. "my body……" "You defeated the will of the Demon King, and your body has recovered..." Kant jumped up suddenly, looking at his healthy and ruddy body again, the blood was flowing again, bringing back vitality and heat. The man raised his head and wanted to shout to the sky, but halfway through the shout, it turned into howls.He hugged Yundi tightly, and Yundi couldn't help but blushed. She felt this warm and strong body. She has lived for this man's destiny for so many years. She has been by his side from hiding her identity, and she has seen him become From the side in front of the devil, to becoming his friend, seeing him working hard to find himself again and again, unconsciously, she has already changed from living for destroying the devil to saving Kant.If you put everything you have on one person, what kind of relationship is this? Now everything is fine, everything will be fine... Singer Ron woke up, the terrifying shadow of the devil had not dissipated from his heart, and he didn't know where he was, when he saw an old man standing beside him with a smile. "Who are you?" "Do you... want to see a vision of the future?" Ron had seen all that... terribly all. "Then, why... why is this happening!" He opened his mouth wide in surprise. "Because of your outstanding performance, you made the tears of the goddess. When the soul of the demon king in Kant's body is defeated, and the demons fight with humans and elves to drain the last drop of blood, the future will belong to the undead." "Oh no," Ron thought, "Because of jealousy, I gave Yundi the wrong spell, the devil...maybe he hasn't been defeated..."
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