Above the spiritual world.
Char felt his consciousness drifting in the gap between the main material plane and the dimensional void, drifting with the flow.
"Fighting is fun."
In his mind, Char reviewed everything that had happened in the past few hours.
I just felt a surge of joy.
This should be the most pretentious thing Char has ever done since he traveled through time.
With the strength of one person, he can fight against thousands of troops.
Afterwards, at the cost of his own death, he spread Akatsuki's will to every corner of the continent.
It is just like Captain Roger’s words before his death: “Go and find it, I have put all the treasure there”, which opened the Age of Discovery.
...
...
Today, with his last words, Shaya ushered in a new "Age of Dawn" for the entire land of Esgania.
"Once the flames of rebellion are lit, there is no way to extinguish them."
"Given the ability of the Knight King, I'm afraid Vortigern won't be able to sit on the throne for many days..."
“And the name of the Black Knight “Cain” opened a new era. ”
“It will also grow stronger with the prosperity of the new era and the spread of praises by all people and all living beings.”
"Eventually, he became a saint."
The corners of Char's mouth widened.
The living can never defeat the dead.
As long as Cain lives, there will always be doubts from outsiders, who will accuse him of being a hypocrite.
In fact, these days, even within the Knight King's rebel group, there are many voices questioning whether the Black Knight Cain is unworthy of his position as the king's confidant.
But, wait until you take this step.
After today, all doubts will disappear.
Use yourself as bait to invite people from all over the world to join the game.
Then, become the purest and most perfect——
"The Saint"
"And, King."
"Since ordinary means cannot help me gain a higher position in your heart, then what about this step?"
"Those who ascend the throne are all spiritually perfect and supreme... and as you have been in high places for a long time, holding great power and having your words be the law of the world, the emotions of mortals will become increasingly indifferent, and eventually turn into cold rationality that will be difficult to shake."
"So, I have to do this to make that feeling unforgettable."
Xia praised his own wit.
There is a saying that goes, the most beautiful thing is always the white moonlight.
This is not because the person back then was really so perfect and irreplaceable... but because the white moonlight in the memory can always be frozen in the most beautiful appearance.
Then, it is constantly beautified in the thoughts and remembrance day and night.
Just like Chen Gong, the white moonlight that Prime Minister Cao has always been thinking about, the black knight Cain will also become the white moonlight in the heart of the Knight King that can never be surpassed by outsiders.
You don’t know how to cherish what you have until you lose it, and then you regret it.
As the saying goes, what you can't get is always there.
Char's consciousness moved slightly.
The next moment, a blue light curtain appeared silently in his mind.
[Historical Legend - Watcher]
[Rarity: Gold]
[Owner: Xia Egut]
【Place of Origin: Esgania】
[This is the glorious silhouette of the purest and most kind one shining in the darkness]
[You once lit up the spark of civilization and order in the long night without the light of stars and moon. 】
[Also at the moment of farewell, I turned my back on all living beings and let go of the whole world. 】
[No one knows your real name, but your achievements will last forever.] 】
[This is the medal awarded to the guardian of civilization]
…
Looking at the title that emitted a light golden glow, Char couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.
It's finally done.
If even after achieving this, I still cannot raise the level of this historical legend to gold... then I really don't know what to do.
The people are dead, what else can they use to do something more cruel?
"The next step is to move the Akatsuki organization into the dark."
“Waiting for the establishment of the empire, the moment when all opportunities are fully declared ripe.”
“Let Cain, who died alone, return from hell as a new demon king and appear before the Knight King and all the people once again.”
"The boy who slays a dragon will eventually become a dragon—"
"Then, let this world feel the pain!"
“Perfect!”
Xia felt that the curve of his mouth was becoming increasingly unsustainable.
Pleasant.
It’s really a pleasure.
"However, that was after the conquest of the humble king... and the establishment of the Foresta Empire."
"At least for a short period of time, the Cain alias cannot be used. We need to give the world enough time to feel the past."
Xia stretched out in the spirit world and felt a little tired.
Although he didn't know why, he had the curse of immortality.
However, the pain of being injured is real.
At the moment when the completely liberated holy spear fell from the sky to the earth.
He really experienced it himself, the whole process in which all the flesh and particles in his body turned to ashes.
All I can say is, it’s very sour and refreshing.
If it weren't for the fact that Char had always focused on training his mental strength, making his will unusually strong, the pain of having his whole body turned to ashes would probably make many Beastmasters faint directly.
And, no matter what.
Releasing the "Sky Patrol. Sword of Damocles" also consumed a lot of his energy.
Yui's artificial intelligence can only play an auxiliary role, and most of the calculations still require the participation of Char himself.
The extremely complicated calculations of the falling trajectory of the space-based kinetic weapon also caused Char's mental power to always be overloaded, which was a complete overdraft.
This made Xia feel a little dazed at the moment.
After driving Tata for so long, he was indeed a little tired.
It's the kind of tiredness that can only be cured by taking a nap on Xiao Ai's white silk lap pillow.
Thinking of this, Xia took the initiative to let his spirit fall from the spirit world.
Falling towards the main material plane.
…
A hundred miles away from the Valley of the End, there is a desolate and remote mass grave.
Today, Esgania is still in the midst of chaos, with roaming abyss monsters running rampant.
There are countless such deserted cemeteries, but few people set foot there.
Bang--
The soil surged, and the stone slabs that sealed a coffin were turned over.
Immediately afterwards, a pale hand with distinct joints suddenly stretched out from the soil on the grave.
Wow. The stone slab was pushed aside and the coffin lid was lifted.
Xia sat up from the coffin, took out a set of simple clothes from his space pocket, and put them on himself.
"It seems that even a fully released Holy Lance cannot kill me."
Char sighed with some regret.
According to his previous experiments, his immortality can be used in a variety of ways.
No matter if it is burned to ashes or pale powder, or decomposed into the most basic magic factors, as long as there is a trace left, it can be reborn into a complete body of flesh and blood.
Of course, he could regenerate using his own crystallized ashes in the huge crack in the Valley of the End.
However, that would be too dangerous.
In the Valley of the End, the commotion caused by the release of the Holy Lance was too loud.
Not only the legends in Esgania, but also the other legends in the entire Western Continent, and even the demigods who are independent of the main material plane, may notice something.
By then, I would be resurrected naked in the pit and be caught by the legends who came rushing over. That would be the end of me.
Only the dead Cain is holy, but the living one may not be so.
Therefore, Char made preparations early on.
He buried a piece of his finger in the coffin in this cemetery.
In this way, when his real body is destroyed, he can be resurrected based on this finger.
"Let's exit the remnants of history first."
Thinking of this, Char was about to summon Shanshan to take him away from the remnants of history.
The next moment, Xia's brows suddenly frowned.
Not far away, an ancient mystery suddenly emerged.
This feeling did not feel like a manifestation of magic, but rather more like the kind of divine power that Char had come into contact with in the past when he was dealing with cults.
The next moment.
The blood-red moonlight spreads out like ink.
Immediately afterwards, a bloody human head, with one even able to see the white bones beneath the flesh and blood, pierced through the inky blood-red moonlight.
Then, it fell onto a cemetery in the distance.
"Cain!"
"Cain!"
The bloody half of the skull was still able to move, wriggling on the grave, and let out a resentful hiss from its broken vocal cords.
Damn, you vampires are so good at hiding?
It was not until he heard the other party's resentful voice that Xia finally figured out who the bloody and inhuman skull was.
The blood prince——Flanders.
A true legend.
But even so, the fact that the other party was able to escape from the fully released Holy Spear still made Char somewhat puzzled.
Also, the long-distance teleportation array in this era should not have been developed yet, right? Why did he appear here, hundreds of miles away from the Valley of the End?
Some doubts arose in Xia's heart, but he didn't care too much.
With Flanders' current condition, any helpless child could crush his remaining skull directly, posing no threat to him at all.
As for the identity of the vampire... the vampire's immortality is flawed, even a vampire prince who is already at the legendary level is no exception. He can ascend to heaven with just some holy water.
As for Char's Cain, he is at least a Templar, so he has no shortage of holy water.
But soon, Char's doubts were answered by the skull's mumbling.
"Cain, hahaha...Cain."
"In the realm below legend, I, Flanders, would like to call you the strongest."
The bloody skull was gasping for breath.
"However, you didn't expect it... The ancestor Zhu Yue actually responded to my call and used his great power to protect me and help me escape from the disaster."
"You and half of Vortigern are dead, but I am still the one who has the last laugh."
Zhu Yue...
The ancient god behind the vampires?
Xia was slightly stunned, but then he understood.
For a true god who has crossed the boundary of demigod, it is indeed not strange to possess the power to rewrite the laws of space.
"But... the ancestor has clearly been asleep for a long time... apart from the search for Heiji, he has never woken up again."
"Why, in this advent, the divine power helped me?"
Given the state of the skull, it was obviously unable to release its mental power to explore the surroundings, and naturally had no way of finding Char's location.
In other words, even if he saw Char, he would not be able to connect Char, who revealed his true face at this moment, with Cain of the Akatsuki wearing a vortex mask.
In the hearts of everyone in Esgania, the black knight Cain has already died in battle.
The death was glorious and as heavy as Mount Tai.
Flanders' skull just muttered to itself, his flesh and blood surging, trying to activate the vampire's self-healing ability to repair his body.
But, the next moment.
The skull's movement suddenly stopped.
A slender white hand suddenly and silently stretched out from the darkness.
Then, he pinched the bloody skull.
"Kurohime?"
Flanders' voice became dry and stiff.
The next moment, unimaginable hatred suddenly emerged on his face, which was covered in blood and bones.
"Ancestor... No, Zhu Yue, you sent me here on purpose, to use me to make Hei Ji..."
Click.
The white fingers exerted slight force.
The next moment, Flanders' skull cracked in an instant and turned into blurred fragments.
The blood-red light surged. As a vampire, Flanders' immortality allowed him to retain some vitality even though his skull was broken.
But, then.
The flowing blood silently turned into a blood-red moon.
Then.
The brand was imprinted on the owner of that white finger.
The fragments of Flanders' skull were scattered, becoming so dull that they had almost lost all their luster. The blood prince died completely from then on.
But the owner of the white index finger that killed him appeared from the shadows.
She was a young girl wearing a dark classical long dress, with jet-black hair flowing down her body. Her clothes were layered but not complicated, and were dotted with stars, like the sky at midnight.
The red moon's light was imprinted on her forehead... causing her body to tremble slightly.
The next moment.
The originally petite girl's figure began to slowly stretch.
A dark light, like the night, enveloped her body, and her originally petite figure was taller inch by inch.
The long skirt woven by the night became dreamy and blurry. The originally flat chest swelled up, making the originally loose clothes plump, slender and full.
After a few breaths.
Above her eyes, which were shrouded in the night, the hazy night slowly dissipated.
Then, a scarlet light flashed.
The girl, no, the black-haired woman who had become mature and charming at this moment, who could be called a royal sister, slowly turned around.
Then, with those scarlet eyes as if looking at prey, they locked onto Char's position.
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