Chapter 213: Kill Pedro! Hildre's Dragon-Slaying Sword!

Pan's flute played a sad dance, as if the god of death appeared in a drowsy dream. Countless dead souls came like a tide, most of them were the wronged souls of Pedro's men.

The undead fought with Pedro, dragging him into an ocean of resentment.

Pedro's character was so determined that it was terrifying. He never felt remorse for killing innocent people. The holy flame on his body burned brightly, constantly evaporating the dead souls into ashes.

There are also a small number of souls with pale girlish faces. They are trapped in this forest because the Maypole was broken. They are confused and don't know what happened. They are delighted by Yeats's dance music and sing along in the moonlight.

The chorus was both ethereal and magical. Together with the dance music, it drowned out the noise of the battle, dispelled the smell of blood, eliminated the cruelty of death, and left only carnival dancing.

The ghosts sang in chorus: "The wind dies and the stars sink, the dark moon hides its brilliance, the devilish music floats, and thousands of sparks fly!"

“That’s enough!”

Pedro suddenly strangled the girl's soul, and the iron fist burning with holy fire pierced through the pale body from behind.

But this soul only uttered a sweet giggle, then slowly dissipated and disappeared.

"Sinners, you should cry and repent!"

Pedro's eyes were cold, and suddenly a circle of majestic white halo spread out, and the ghosts illuminated by the halo were instantly reduced to ashes.

"Stop everything!"

Judging by the strength of the five rings, Pedro is one of the best among the five rings. He is convinced that his career is just and his will is particularly firm.

Yeats didn't want to debate with him anymore, so he used his life to offer a requiem for the innocent lives that were persecuted to death by him!

"Go ahead, Hildreth!"

In the center of the round silver moon, a figure with fluttering cloak, with both hands grasping the hilt of a huge sword, suddenly slashed down!

Ye Zhi's eyes reflected the shocking blow of Hilde swinging her giant sword in the moonlight. It was a combination of strength and beauty, and a manifestation of the ultimate swordsmanship.

The huge sword in her hand was like a rough piece of iron. The patterns on the sword were red hot, reflecting her cold golden eyes!

Yeats' heart trembled.

Come to think of it, we haven't been in touch for more than three months.

But the memories of our time together reappear all the time, and the moment she appears, the colors become extremely vivid! Even if there is the domain of the Evil Eye Apostle, and I have to face the Five Rings Strongman head-on, I, Ye Zhi, am still invincible! Valkyrie, save me! !

The slash cut through the sky and hit Pedro's back. A tremendous force erupted in an instant, and the trees on all sides were crushed by the strong wind. A line of blood burst out from Pedro's iron-like body! The burly black-robed monk stiffened suddenly, with an expression of disbelief in his eyes.

He slowly turned his head and looked at the red-haired woman who appeared behind him.

Hildreth maintained the posture of holding the sword and slashing down, her scarred cheek showing the beauty of imperfection and heroism, her shawl red hair flying in the moonlight.

Pedro lowered his head and found that a long gully had appeared under his feet, which extended all the way to the front of the white-haired old man.

“That red-haired girl, and such a strong woman…” Pedro grinned and looked at Hilde, his mouth full of blood. “Haha, I have guessed your origins, what about you…”

Pedro turned his head and looked at the "white-haired old man" with a sharp gaze.

"He has a close relationship with the descendants of the Red-haired King... I have seen information about you in the church's documents. Is it you? Baron Yeats?"

Ye Zhi was silent for a moment, did not answer, but looked at Xilude.

Hildrede obviously recognized Ye Zhi, and she clenched the giant sword in her hand. Her hoarse voice rang out through the communication spell: "Stand behind me, I'll take care of it."

Yeats's enemies were her enemies, Hildreth was sure of that.

Because the moment the sword is unsheathed, the scabbard already knows what it needs to kill.

Yeats is her scabbard... Without him, her thinking will become dull and hesitant, and the edge of her sword will rust, but as long as she is by his side, it can become an indomitable blade.

What's more, Hildesh no longer wanted to see her beloved relatives and friends fall in front of her again.

So...Hilde stared at the black-robed monk in front of him, and his eyes gradually became cold as he recalled the situation in the Remiel incident.

Now that things have come to this, there is only one thing left to do: kill!

Yeats clearly felt that after their last separation, Hildreth's temperament had changed a little, as if she had experienced many tests of life and death, and became calmer and more determined.

The sense of security from the big sister! Ye Zhi sent a message: "Be careful, he is very strong, and there is a second stage!"

Ye Zhi remembered very clearly that Pedro, the villain in the spring event of "Phantom Wings", would be resurrected with full blood and burst out with even stronger combat power after his life was cut off due to the blessing of God.

Pedro is a warrior-type BOSS who can fight and resist. In the second stage, a pair of wings will unfold behind him, making his mobility even more terrifying.

Although Hildreth has been promoted to the fifth ring and has the Sword in the Tree, she would easily suffer a great loss if she didn't know that Pedro still had the second stage.

But Ye Zhi relied on his advantage as a prophet and directly told this information to Hildurde, which made Hildurde's eyes slightly narrowed.

She could understand what Ye Zhi meant by the second stage. After all, the second stage of the nameless old man in the Sword in the Tree Trial left her with some very painful memories.

Hildre nodded: "I will pay more attention to it."

"Will you not admit it, Lord Yeats?"

Pedro stared at Ye Zhi, his eyes seemed to penetrate his ever-changing mask, and then he grinned: "Okay, then I will verify it myself!"

The hideous wound on his back that was cut by Hildreth was wriggling rapidly and new flesh was growing quickly, and the wound healed at an astonishing speed.

With a loud 'bang', he stomped the ground, creating a huge pit. His figure instantly disappeared from the spot and appeared right in front of Ye Zhi, with a giant hand like an iron clamp reaching out for his throat!

Once caught by this giant hand, the neck would be easily broken. Ye Zhi had no intention of confronting Pedro head-on, so he used the flash technique to move to the maximum distance of five meters.

But Pedro anticipated the flash and followed closely with terrifying explosive power like a ghost. All this happened in a flash, with only a loud "clang" sound.

Hildreth used the Black Knight's Blessing: King's Rook Castling to switch positions with Yeats, and held up his greatsword to block Pedro's fist. There was a clanging sound of metal collision, and the strange force made Hildreth move his feet back several meters, creating a muddy path.

“In the presence of God’s majesty, offer reverence and praise!”

Pedro's fists were like two battering rams, hitting the giant sword one after another.

The superimposed force was continuous, like the waves, with each punch being more powerful than the last, forging the sword in the tree to become scorching hot!

If it were an ordinary weapon, it would have been turned into powder by Pedro's crazy attack.

However, the sword in the tree is a legendary weapon, made by a dwarf master craftsman and soaked in dragon blood. Its sturdiness is definitely not something Pedro can shake! The more Pedro blasted out his iron fist, the more he felt that something was wrong with his hand. He was secretly surprised that the weapon in her hand was definitely extraordinary!

Hildreth seized the opportunity and suddenly slashed horizontally. This sword slashed Pedro back with a bang, and cut a deep sword mark on the cliff wall of the valley behind him!

Smoke billowed, rubble filled the sky, Pedro climbed up from the ruins, his abdominal wound was horrible, and the ground was covered with his broken organs and blood clots. He bared his gums and hissed:

"It hurts...it hurts, but sin must be judged!"

Bang! Regardless of his injuries, Pedro rushed out again, creating a sonic boom and delivering a series of heavy punches like a storm.

But in the eyes of Xilude, his attack was disorganized and could not be compared with the fighting skills of the nameless old man. Despite this, Xilude did not relax his vigilance at all, and the giant sword slashed out sword winds, attacking and defending for more than ten rounds in an instant!

Ye Zhi was unable to intervene in the battle between the five-ring warriors. He took this opportunity to come to the collapsed Maypole, thinking about whether it was possible to repair it.

"It's no use."

The ghost of a tattooed woman floated beside Yeats and said dejectedly: "There are many special magic circles on the Maypole, which were drawn by the high priest himself. Without the corresponding wisdom, it is impossible to restore the Maypole to its original state."

When it comes to questions related to wisdom, Ye Zhi decisively asked Fei Tan to come forward and said, "Fei Tan, the task of redrawing the magic circle is now left to you!"

Feitan observed the collapsed Maypole for a long time, and said slowly: "I seem to have seen the corresponding magic circle, but I have forgotten how to draw it..."

"Here is the Fountain of Minerva, drink quickly, it's all you can drink!"

Feitan drank the Minerva fountain scooped up by Yeats's palm, his eyes gradually shining, and he said immediately:

"I will make the pattern of the magic circle appear in your mind, Ye Zhi, and then you draw it!"

“There are no tools for drawing!”

"Use reeds for pens and birch sap for ink!"

Under Fetan's instructions, Yeats used vines to tie up the collapsed Maypole again, and then began to draw a magic circle on it.

His movements attracted the curious gazes of a group of dead souls, who surrounded Yeats with hope in their eyes. If the Maypole could be repaired, they would also have the hope of entering the underworld and resting in peace!

"Diamond, go help Hildreth, and seize the opportunity to give Pedro another flying kick!" Ye Zhi took the time to order.

"Understood!" The little squirrel climbed up to the treetop lightly, looked at the battle situation on the other side, and watched for an opportunity.

Bang! Pedro was blasted into the cliff by Hilde, and smoke billowed. But Hilde suddenly felt a sense of crisis, and Pedro's figure could no longer be seen on the cliff! "Above your head!" Zuanya reminded loudly.

Hildre looked up and saw Pedro leaping high with his back to the moon, spreading flaming wings formed by holy flames, crossing his fingers and clenching them into fists, and smashing down with a tremendous force!

The temperature rose sharply at this moment, and Pedro fell from the sky like the wrath of divine punishment.

Combat skill: Holy Flame Falling Strike!

Boom! !

The ground beneath Hildreth's feet cracked, collapsed, and broke apart. With her as the center, a huge pit with a radius of nearly a thousand meters appeared. Hildreth was located in the center of the pit, and the huge pit was covered with spider-web-like cracks!

She was a little surprised by the strength Pedro displayed. Even the sword in the tree that was used to block the heavy punch made a trembling sound under this punch.

boom!!

The force gradually dissipated, and the two men faced each other at the bottom of the pit.

"Is this your limit?" Hildreth felt his palms go numb, and he steadied his shaking arms and asked in a cold voice.

Amid the violent explosion, Pedro had lost his hearing and murmured devoutly:

"God, I have reached my limit. Please let me go to your kingdom..."

Before he finished speaking, Hildreth swung his heavy sword and slashed at Pedro's chest, killing him! Bang! He fell to the ground, blood gushing out of his body, forming a pool of blood.

When Hildreth was sure that he was dead, he was about to turn around, but Yeats's reminder came to his mind. He stopped and stared at Pedro's body.

Then, Hildreth's eyes slightly opened, and an incredible... miracle happened.

A beam of blood-red light descended from the sky, covering Pedro's body.

It was as if time was going back, and the blood that flowed out actually flowed back into Pedro's body!

His shriveled body swelled again. On his back, two tumors broke through the flesh and blood, quickly growing larger and turning into angel-like wings!

Hildre's eyes were solemn, and an indescribable depression rose in her heart.

I saw the feathers on the bloody wings gradually grow fuller, and then the eyes opened one by one, looking around.

Pedro's fallen body actually got up again, stood up, his feet lifted off the ground, and fluttered the wings behind him!

This strange scene of resurrection from the dead made Hildesh tighten his grip on the hilt of his sword and stand still with caution.

Pedro did not launch a counterattack, but stared blankly at the sky.

Gradually, two lines of tears slid down his face.

“I heard the word of God.”

Pedro's eyes gradually became fanatical.

"God has never abandoned me. He is always with me!"

At the same moment.

Yeats put down his reed pen and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's done!"

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

The Maypole has been repaired, and the mana patterns on it are glowing.

The dead souls were shocked and unbelievable, and expressed their gratitude to Yeats one after another.

Yeats was about to light the Maypole when Pedro, flapping his wings near the valley, caught his attention.

He has really entered the second stage! At this moment, Pedro showed the aura of the sixth ring, but his soul power was still at the fifth ring. He could not be given time to continue to recover. The top priority was to attack! "Hilde, attack directly, don't give him a chance to breathe!" Ye Zhi sent a message.

When faced with the unknown, people will always instinctively stop and wait. Hillud originally wanted to observe more, but when she heard Ye Zhi's reminder, she was startled.

She obtained the true name of the sword in the tree from the King of the Wild Hunt and possessed winning fighting skills!

Pedro spread his flaming wings, hovering in the air, and slowly stretched out his palm, gathering the surging holy light energy in his palm. The aura of this attack was more amazing than all of Pedro's previous punches combined! Blessing: Divine Radiance! The magic net had been torn into pieces, and a turbulent flow of mana formed in the valley. Hundreds of dead souls melted like snow under the radiance, without even the chance to scream.

Faces that Yeats was familiar with, little Andre, the Hunchback of Notre Dame, the Tattooed Woman...these souls were all shrouded in holy light and could no longer go to the underworld to rest.

At this moment, Pedro, with his wings, was like a god and there was almost no chance of victory!

However, since Hildreth has obtained the sword in the tree, she can exert a power even more amazing than this blessing! Ye Zhi was about to send a message, but saw that under the oppressive feeling that covered the sky and the sun, the red-haired beauty had already begun to call on Gramer's power.

So that's it... Ye Zhi understood... She already knew the real name of the sword in the tree! Hildreth raised the giant sword and recited the spell word by word:

"Ger, La, Mo."

Buzz——

The patterns on the huge sword in her hand were boiling violently, shining with a scorching red light. Suddenly, this red light shot into the sky, and behind Pedro, a terrifying illusion condensed.

The dark clouds were lowering, and a ferocious red dragon slowly emerged from behind Pedro. Thunder roared in the sky, like the wrath of God, making the red dragon look even more ferocious!

Pedro turned his head and looked back, but suddenly realized that the threat did not come from the red dragon, but from the red-haired woman who leaped high into the sky! The runes on the giant sword held by Hildreth burst out with a flaming glow. The giant sword, which was already amazing enough, was shrouded in rainbow light and expanded again! Under the sky, Hildreth held a giant black and red lightsaber.

This sword seemed to split the sky in half! Pedro was filled with horror. What kind of huge sword was this? And what kind of creature could it be used to kill? !

The next moment.

The giant sword chopped down.

The red dragon formed by the illusion above his head was blatantly beheaded by the black and red lightsaber! Pedro looked up and watched the sword light continue to fall, his face full of shock.

This is the greatsword used to slay dragons! ! Gramer, the legendary sword of divine wrath that slew evil dragons.

At this moment, using the messenger of God as a sword-testing stone, he struck out a sword that shook the mountains! Combat Skill: Dragon Slaying!

“Aaaaaaaah!!”

Pedro, who was reborn, pushed the holy light to the extreme, trying his best to resist the falling sword.

but.

Even with God watching.

This sword was far beyond Pedro's imagination! For the first time in this battle, Pedro felt panic, his blood ran cold, and he was shocked! How could this be possible? Pedro roared, "I have God's will, how could I die here!!"

He lacked confidence, and the force of the sword had already smashed the protective fighting spirit into pieces.

Pedro's body was torn apart with determination. He said in pain and unwillingness, "No, this is impossible! I will definitely get another miracle!!"

The holy light gradually dimmed.

Even the gaze of God, in the face of the wrath of the old God, could not save the situation for Pedro! Boom! !

Pedro's body was shattered by the sword's light.

This time, no miracle happened.

His soul hovered in the air, lost in thought, as if he was still shocked by the sword just now.

"I actually... lost?" Pedro felt incredible and lost in thought. "I, after all, failed to reach the Kingdom of God?"

"Wait—what are you going to do?!"

Pedro's eyes reflected the ghosts of the dead, and he was horrified! Thousands of ghosts rushed forward and tore at Pedro's soul.

His soul howled in agony and begged for mercy.

The pain that he once inflicted on others was repeated on him multiple times!

In response, the chorus of ghosts on Walpurgis Night sang: "I am quite happy here, enjoying myself with all the others without any worries,

Since the devil is here, the good gods must also come!"

Ye Zhi recalled the greatsword of Hilde that almost split the sky just now, and his eyes were shocked.

What about the second stage boss? Just like that? Resurrected, killed in one strike, what's there to say!

So far.

Pedro was completely killed.

Ye Zhi felt like a huge stone had fallen from his heart.

The souls of the dead kept circling around him and Hildreth, some sobbing, some laughing happily, and some expressing their sincere gratitude.

"The Maypole has been repaired, you can go to the underworld with peace of mind." Yeats said with a smile.

Ghosts entered the Maypole one after another, and gratitude and thanks were heard everywhere.

Da, da——

Footsteps were heard.

Yeats looked in the direction of the voice.

Under the moonlight, Hildreth, covered in blood, walked in front of him, holding his injured arm.

There is a price to pay for using Grame's fighting skills, and wielding such a huge sword requires the cost of an entire arm.

Although his arm was able to recover, Ye Zhi could still feel the piercing pain when Hildreth swung the sword.

Yeats took off the mask, looked at the red-haired beauty, and was silent for a moment.

A long time ago, when he first met Hildreth, Ye Zhi only regarded her as a tool in the game.

But now, Hildreth has become his inseparable comrade and companion.

She had been hurt many times because of him, so it was impossible for Yeats not to be shaken.

"sorry."

Ye Zhi felt a little guilty and whispered:

"If only I were stronger..."

"It's just a fracture, a minor injury." Hildreth smiled gently, her eyes curved into beautiful crescents, "I promised that I would protect you well."

Ye Zhi was startled, his eyes flickering.

Immediately, Ye Zhi stretched out his hand and hugged the blood-covered Shiloh tightly into his arms.

He didn't know if doing so would seem abrupt. The two of them hadn't seen each other for several months, and perhaps a slight estrangement had already developed between them.

However, in order to fight against something that must be defeated, Gray and Hilde are the few companions he can completely trust and rely on.

He longed for the warmth of Hildreth's body.

A hug can bring Yeats a lot of comfort.

Hildreth was slightly startled, her whole body stiffened, and she helplessly let Ye Zhi hug her.

Gradually, her eyes softened.

It's like an ocean-going ship returning to a warm harbor, taking down its sails. The cold currents from the north and the warm oceans from the south meet here, making the fishing grounds rich.

Hildreth gently placed his chin on Ye Zhi's shoulder and said softly:

"I miss you so much."

After not seeing each other for many months, the slight sense of alienation quickly melted away at the words of Hildreth.

Ye Zhi suspected that he had heard wrongly, so he lowered his head and looked into the pale golden pupils of Shiloh, and saw the tenderness like water waves in those icy eyes.

Hildre felt Yezhi's body temperature and whispered softly, "I miss you very much."

Ye Zhi was stunned for a moment, a sense of joy rising in his heart, and new strength seemed to surge in his limbs.

Ta-da! Ta-da! The red shoes bounced around the Maypole, urging Yeats on.

Hurry up and hold the ceremony. What are you waiting for? The Evil Eye Apostle is still watching you two! Ye Zhi coughed lightly and looked back at the top of Brocken Mountain, and happened to meet the Evil Eye Apostle's eyes.

Ye Zhi: “…”

What are you looking at? After you kill the soldiers, I will kill you next! (End of this chapter)