Did I pick up the wrong script?
This is not a sad, realistic tragedy, but an epic hymn to love and courage.
Is it not strength that is needed to defeat the gods, but a devout belief?
Then I...
Clang.
However, before Ning Feng could think further, the harsh reality brought him back to the present.
Karl did not offer any touching response, but instead drew a blood-red spear from his hand.
The spear that was shot down from the moon.
Wow, you're recovering so quickly!
Ariana's tone was as usual, but Ning Feng knew why she spoke at this moment.
remind.
It seems that your repeated attempts to destroy her have, in a sense, helped him refine his thinking.
The chaotic thoughts remaining after the death of the false god are shattered time and time again, which reduces their burden while also helping to lighten their load.
She is gradually regaining consciousness.
As for whether she will still be the same deity after regaining consciousness, the answer is undoubtedly yes.
No, when she awakens again, she will only be a being controlled by dark thoughts.
A place permeated with death, yet yearning for life...
To put it another way, a deity who dies prematurely is, in a sense, a divine calamity.
Divine offspring—the offspring of a deceased god, a product of divine power that hates everything in the world.
They endure endless suffering, yearning to spread their pain to others in order to gain a moment of peace.
This is a terrible creation that would be valued and sealed away by the gods even in the Dark Ages.
Be careful, this spear is the solidification of her last remaining power; it can be considered a very rudimentary artifact.
Even if it's rudimentary, it's still a magical artifact.
Ning Feng was completely outmatched.
It bestowed upon this false god a distorted divine power—suffering and death.
[Don't get poked, or if you get stabbed...]
The voice gradually became serious, and Ariana's change made Ning Feng's heart even heavier.
meeting?
It will hurt a lot!
?
【Oh dear, I don't think you'd want to be poked by a man, especially a dead man, right? Hmm~】
Ning Feng: "…………"
I actually believed your nonsense!
Although he really wanted to fight her, now was not a good time, and Ning Feng was indeed relieved.
Now that we know the problem, all we need to do is avoid it.
Given their speed and combat skills, it will be quite difficult to successfully inflict damage on them.
Just after Ning Feng finished understanding the situation, Karl in the sky also moved.
Holding a spear in both hands, he assumed a charging stance and launched his attack without hesitation.
Moreover, it's very fast!
It could be at least three times as much as before!
!
Did the head of the guards conceal his true strength before?
In this situation, it's not feasible to fight them head-on.
"Come on, Enhart, that weapon is dangerous, we need to..."
Let's retreat one after another; the situation isn't looking good.
Ning Feng grabbed onto Lai Enhart's armor, trying to retreat as before, but this time he failed.
!
!
He felt as if he wasn't pulling on a living creature, but rather holding onto a giant tree rooted in the ground.
"What are you doing!?"
Anger raged in his mind, Ning Feng couldn't understand why his only reliable teammate would suddenly disobey orders at this moment.
Brother, the body inside the chief guard is no longer the Karl you know, but a god-like being about to be resurrected.
Ennhart remained silent, unilaterally severing the already fragile mental connection between the two.
"cough!"
The mental link was forcibly interrupted, and Ning Feng felt dizzy, almost unable to stand.
Then he was pushed away by Reinhardt!
Suddenly attacked by his teammates, Ning Feng staggered backward, barely managing not to fall, but was forced to move away from Lai Enhart.
Damn it.
Karl was still closing in at high speed, his spear hurtling straight down at Lenhart, who was neither dodging nor avoiding!
Standing firmly on the ground, Lai Enhart glared at the approaching spearhead.
Without giving way.
laugh!
!
No miracle occurred.
Karl did not suddenly realize the error of his ways.
The crimson spear, like a heated knife, easily pierced through half-melted butter, penetrating Reinhardt.
The two-person-high, ferocious spear pierced through the skeletal king's shoulder, penetrated his leg bone, and plunged deep into the ground, pinning Enhart to the earth.
"Tsk!"
Watching from afar, Ning Feng pondered how to proceed...
My teammate fed the game, what should I do now?
Should we continue recklessly?
Or should we just apply a moisturizer directly?
In the distance, Lai Enhart, who had been pierced, stood firmly without screaming or trembling.
He grabbed Karl, who was about to draw his spear and continue his attack, and held him tightly!
Kakaka!
Karl, who was suddenly captured, struggled violently, but was unable to break free.
Even though my strength has improved significantly, I still can't escape the embrace of a melee legend.
"Karl Gareth!"
!
A tremendous roar erupted at close range, startling Karl.
"Wake up! Stop being her puppet!"
The skeleton's forehead pressed against Karl's, and Leonhardt spoke in a deep voice:
"I am the King of Heroes, and you are a hero too."
"You are a hero of the people, the Shadow Duke in the children's mouths, stop embarrassing yourself!"
His eyes burned with fury as he glared at his old friend who was being controlled.
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