There is no strongest!

Kyle's eyes dimmed slightly, and the shadow beneath her feet immediately turned grayish-white, and it became her own reflection.

Only half of the power within him remained; the other half had vanished and entered the shadow's body.

The shadow made her feel as if she were looking in a mirror, but it evoked a cold smile that was completely out of her control: "You want to rebel against the family's justice, you want to live your own life, very well, let me live in your place."

As he spoke, Shadow drew his sword and, with lightning speed, stabbed it toward Kyle's heart.

Kyle moved swiftly, but her breath caught in her throat. Her body moved slowly as she was stabbed in the shoulder. She took a step forward, letting the sword pierce her body, while her own sword plunged into the shadow's abdomen!

"It hurts a lot," she said coldly.

The little old man in the sky laughed heartily: "No one can defeat themselves; they can be killed by themselves!"

"I mean, she's in a lot of pain!"

Kyle pointed to himself and gave a very cool, aloof smile...

"Damn it, it was me!"

Just a dozen meters away, Emiros shouted curses.

His shouts were loud, but behind the black curtain, only he and the old man above could hear them.

"What's your name?" Emiros roared.

"Leisurely listening to the drizzle of spring and autumn, traveling with beauties across mountains and seas... I am Zhao Xiemei, the leader of the Carefree Sect!"

Zhao Xiemei laughed heartily.

Emiros strained his lion-like eyes upwards, revealing a large expanse of white.

That damn old man made him see the last thing he wanted to see.

Before he became the Lion King, he was very young and was taken by his father to train in a frigid lake. He swam in the icy water for three hours and then punched trees day after day, causing him immense pain.

Just as he was about to give up, he saw a small, thin girl from northern Russia, covered in bandages, smashing a small tree with her fist.

Am I not even as good as a woman?!

He wanted to give up even more, left in despair, fell into an ice cave, and received the Lion King's legacy.

The shadow in front of him was the version of himself he wanted to give up!

“Yes, I wanted to give up because I was weak! But now, I am strong enough, and I will not give up again! You old codger, you underestimate me. Do you think I, Lion King Milos, would be the kind of coward who is defeated by my past self?”

Emiros exchanged blows with 'himself,' his body splattering with blood, and laughed heartily, "But I have a question..."

Zhao Xiemei: "Speak."

"You said you'd travel the world with beautiful women, but where are your beauties? Bring them out and let your Lion King have his way with them!"

"..."

Zhao Xiemei was speechless.

Suddenly, he grinned maliciously and said, "Today I've even eaten my own disciple. Do you think my few confidantes at the peak of the Transformation Realm and the ordinary killing formation level will still have a few bones left in my stomach?"

"You old scoundrel!"

"It's okay, go ahead and curse. I'll send you to join those bones later..."

Upon hearing this, Emiros snorted coldly and remained silent.

He needs to focus on the battles and constantly familiarize himself with everything in the vast world.

"On Earth I can travel thousands of miles in one step, but here it's only a few dozen meters. I have to get used to it as soon as possible, or I'll really get eaten."

Emiros continued to explore, when suddenly a thought that intrigued him popped into his head—

His sins are his own, but what about Fang Zong's?

What exactly are the sins of Fang Zong, who committed even more killings and was once even more ordinary...?

"I really want to see what the suit-wearing thug is like, and what my sister's inner demons are!"

At the same time, the fallen queen Morgana had a similar thought.

The shadow before her eyes was Kyle's image. During the battle, fragmented images continued to appear, making the smile on her face grow colder and colder.

The first scene shows young Kyle constantly swinging her sword, while she watches from the sidelines;

The second scene shows her wearing a long palace dress, while Kyle is in full armor, surrounded by a crowd;

The third scene...

"Morgana, you are everyone's little princess, so you should dress up beautifully."

"I'm so envious of you, Morgana. You have such a wonderful older sister, so you can just be happy and do nothing. You're so free!"

"Morgana, why did you pick up the sword? Put it down! You don't need to learn these things! Don't hurt yourself!"

"What are you so smug about? You just have a good older sister, you don't have to do anything! Morgana, the whole family gives you absolute freedom, they treat you like a star, all because you have a good older sister!"

“You’ll never be as good as Holy Kyle, not even as good as me. So what if I’m jealous of you? So what if I took what’s yours? If it weren’t for Holy Kyle, you would be nothing…”

Many languages ​​are swirling in my mind.

Morgana felt her heart pounding.

She sneered, then suddenly threw her head back and laughed wildly: "You want to give me freedom? Fine, I want all freedom! Freedom and depravity, chaos and strife, everything you judge is what I, the Fallen Queen, pursue! Fine! Sister, are you my sin? Then I will slay that sin!"

With a loud bang, a cloud of purple mist exploded from the spot.

When Morgana emerged from the purple mist, her entire body was covered in corroded flesh, with half of her body exposing her bones.

She sneered as she threw Shadow Sister's corpse to the ground, then bent her arm and threw a punch with her skeletal fingers.

"Bang!"

Amidst a series of loud bangs, the black curtain shattered.

A black, tattered piece of cloth scattered out, and Morgana saw Kayle sheathing her golden greatsword, Emiros retracting his kicking foot, a little girl sitting cross-legged, and Fang Zong with his hands in his pockets, utterly devoid of any worldly aura.

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