The last headhunter

Chapter 34 The Scorched Earth and the End

Dusa will never forget that dawn.The sky was about to break dawn, but it was dyed extremely scarlet by the meteorite rain that covered the sky and the sun.

These meteors surging in the heat wave cut through the sky and swooped down destructively.

They slammed into the gigantic giant monster that had become angry from embarrassment and yelled frantically to hit the barrier of the holy light, and then burned the dark and decayed earth with a shocking roar of pain amidst the blood rain and fire that soared into the sky.The weird vines twisted like water snakes were reduced to ashes in an instant, and the terrifying creature bombarded by the continuous meteorite rain trembled and struggled in the fierce fire that continuously eroded and burned its body.The undead zombies, skeletons and corpse demons were burned, and the deep pits that were smashed on the ground continued to extend to the depths amidst earth-shattering tremors.

Ashes, dust, fire, doomsday baptism.This entire forest that was originally lush and verdant, suddenly reduced to ruins under the afterglow in the face of the surging sky fire that filled the sky.The astonishing destructive power and the continuous durability should not be compatible, but they got both in the spell cast by the white-haired old man in front of him.This constant rain of fire from the sky may be the judgment of the angry God of Elements. But he is really the one who gave God's will, God's Chosen One.

Is this the power of arcane art—the ultimate magic capable of destroying all creatures in the world, the glory of the gods ushered in by singing for a long time, the imprint of wisdom engraved by humans in the ancient golden age, and the mysterious forbidden art that is strictly restricted by the kingdom today? .In the face of such an arrogant crushing force, what is his so-called powerful high-level "Guardian" rank?
Dusha stared at the purple giant, writhing in pain.The never-ending holy fire is like this manic and restless cold wind, eroding the body that has already been charred, and clinging to the inside without stopping, surging like a dance in the confrontation with the purple evil flame, conquering And devouring its only remaining body and wreckage.The pungent smell of charred skin, the booming sound of meteorites hitting the ground and exploding. This hell-like battlefield is about to come to an end. It will be completely buried in the ruins of this barren land along with the collapse of the monster's body. middle.

None of the twelve knights were injured or injured.They all silently watched the bonfire of the sky that spread and flooded endlessly, but could never cross the wall of holy light.Arriving at a fixed place as if guided by the gods, the sheltered heroic humans finally ushered in the victory of this battle and a short-lived peace.

Macaroth was powerless.Its final impact was easily pushed away by "Pride of Neta".It can no longer allow its barbaric body to ravage human city-states like no man's land, nor can it wield a magic halberd to slaughter powerless adventurers and soldiers.The battle of the trapped beast is over, and its body was fatally damaged under the destructive blow of arcane magic.

The thick purple epidermis has completely lost its repair activity due to the high temperature of nearly [-] degrees, and the strong tendons supporting it to hold the halberd lost energy due to the bleeding of internal organs, exposing the blood-red axis.The living weapon finally twisted its body and fell heavily to the ground, struggling in the flames.And its dark green pupils, which had always been glowing with dark green pupils, also turned into black and terrifying deep holes due to the burning of the flames that rushed into it. The facial features were completely broken, and the fat fat from the chest was accompanied by the human residue it swallowed like a river. flow out.The muscles around its waist narrowed rapidly, and the four huge legs supporting the body seemed to implode, trembling ferociously in the sea of ​​blood gushing out like a fountain.

Completely destroyed body structure.It is rapidly disintegrating, like a majestic mountain collapsing in the face of natural disasters.Countless mountains that were once magnificent and magnificent were turned into ruins in the natural wrath of lightning and thunder.This sky fire, which is enough to devour everything, is a kind of man-made natural disaster among thousands of branches. It is the ultimate technique that uses the crystallization of the fire element to the extreme to use the profound meaning of the element.It will greedily suck up the essence of living things just like those old predecessors who almost destroyed the whole of Luo'an.The majestic Macarus, the culprit who caused Ortaxius to be massacred by tens of millions of humans during the Second Jihad. It was exactly what he was after, the best breakfast.

It wraps around every corner of the prey's body like a poisonous snake, cuts out its heart and liver, and eats its bone marrow.Macaroth's hideous and terrifying head was melted in the rain of fire, until only the skull remained, but it has not been let go.The flames shattered the monster's skeleton, sucking the last bits of nutritious brain and bodily fluids.The body, which shrank rapidly like a squeezed sponge, was only as tall as a Jieshika when it finally ushered in complete destruction.After nearly 10 minutes of incineration, Makaros' fragmented torso flew like dust in the cold morning wind.

The dry and deep pits on the ground, the scorched black wreckage that can be seen everywhere, still excitedly igniting the flames, this piece of scorched earth all proves that the fire that burned everything has ruthlessly tore apart the resentful souls of countless undead, and swept across this once The corrupt soil eroded by darkness brought about the demise of the "Necropolis".The purple-black living vines crawling on the ground no longer exist, and the "Desperate Jungle" completely purified by the flames will recover from the cemetery of vegetation and become lush again in the expected future.

The plan of the undead to establish the "Necropolis", a facility for producing undead, was disintegrated, and it disappeared completely together with the mysterious lord who guarded it.The towns of Ursa, Lisoke, and Lingsheng not far from here will be temporarily protected from harassment.The trade route from Tianqu Province to Skyrim Province will be opened again.Perhaps, their conspiracy will be briefly suppressed.

However, many people will never come back.

The town of O'an was captured, and just like here, there are only wreckage left.The fugitives were frantically slaughtered by the pursuing corpse demons, and there were few survivors.For mid-level and low-level adventurers, the corpse monster, which can be called the god of death, can easily take away a life with a few claws, so why can't it capture those seemingly solid human fortresses?
Human territory has fallen.At least three outposts and watchtowers in sight were ablaze by dawn light.The sound of heroic battles in various fortresses is still heard, and those souls swaying in the wind, just like these innocent adventurers who were deceived by the royal family to come here to die. How weary in suffering.

But what are the Knights doing?They didn't help those civilians.They were ordered to come here for a very obvious purpose.

Jieshika, who had gathered his strength from the realm of the gods, put the "Pride of Neta" in the strap behind him.At this moment, he looked around calmly and abnormally, but he didn't want to glance at the members of the Knights with silver and white armor printed in front of him.His heart was filled with intense sadness and resentment.Victory can't make him feel a little joy, and this dirty and selfish absurd world, this proud and indifferent royal knight, the kingdom of Luoan, which is nearing the end, what do you want to protect?

He gently hugged the boy who was still sleeping.In order to grant him a blessing, this child forcibly accepted the gift of God with a fragile body, which made it possible for King Valhalla to bestow the divine weapon.He allowed Jeska, who was stuck in a bottleneck and felt that there was no possibility of further progress, to see a new realm, and it was only then that the holy light that descended in a truly dignified manner surpassed the past and the legend of the relics, and shattered Makaros' desire to conquer mankind. Sad fantasy.Without him, they would have lost this battle long ago.

It's different from these knights who sit back and enjoy themselves.This young man is the leader who truly brings hope to people, just like the divine incarnation chosen by the gods in the prophecy, bringing supreme salvation and ascension.The return of the headhunter finally brought the long-lost vitality to the haze of the earth, and Chrysassius returned again when mankind was in the most crisis.

He is being a hero.Achieve every warrior who fights for hope.Under his leadership, the long-awaited era of peace will finally come.

"You're hurt all over. Once in a while, take care of yourself."

Sariel patted Jeska on the shoulder lightly.Of course he understood the shock of this guy—the last prophecy of the only prophet on this continent, the saint who lived on the peak of the far west, had actually been confirmed.An ordinary boy from Lorraine overcomes all difficulties and seeks a new life for the world.In the endless journey of this vast land, perhaps there really are new possibilities.

Some people, some things, are mysterious and mysterious.Even though he was born in the world for a thousand years, there are still many confusing things that cannot be seen clearly.

"He's just too tired. King Halwara's strength is too great for the young man's body to support. He will wake up after a short rest, don't worry."

"Do you know something about him? A great arcane master? I beg you, where does this boy's origin come from? He can't be just an ordinary boy...even if it is true as the prophecy said. The almost sacred noble spirit contained in him comes from the mysterious ancient books of ancient wisdom. If I am not mistaken, is he the saint—"

"Sometimes it's better not to tell a secret, even when you know the whole truth."

Michelle patted the ash on her body lightly.His gaze was still deep and indifferent, as if everything was predestined to cause no waves in his heart.The mysterious eye of ancient vicissitudes shines in the dawn.

"The history of mankind is not so easy to end, which is why this child must appear in the world. He shoulders the arduous responsibility of continuing to write the history of mankind, and the shadow of the power passed on him may never be revealed secret."

"The trajectory of fate will be revealed by itself, so why ask more. What's more, there are a group of outsiders standing silently listening to you."

Outsiders, yes.

Those knights who came out of nowhere, the royal sub-corps with the emblem of flying wings engraved on the battle flag - "Knights of Flying Wings", are remembering their words in their hearts.These lackeys of the royal family, carrying the duties of surveillance and investigation, must be trying to pry something from the mouths of the three of them with malicious intentions.

If there is still something in common between the Adventurer's Association and the professional guild, they can communicate with each other, then the relationship with the Knights is completely hostile.There is no room for negotiation between the two.This is a rule formulated by Ms. "Wilsa", the mysterious president who once founded the Adventurers Association, and must be followed.Although I have never seen this lady, all members who join the Adventurer's Association must abide by the strictest discipline.Because—this is also the only discipline.

Knights and adventurers are always at odds.

"Your highnesses, hello. I am the head of the 'Flying Wing Knights', and my name is Dusha. It is a great honor for you to notice our arrival."

The handsome knight in a red cloak bowed slightly to salute the three of them.In his eyes, these three masters must all be high-ranking figures who have been officially awarded a knighthood.Therefore, absolutely cannot neglect.

"Get out of here immediately. I don't want to say it a second time."

"what?"

The blond priest's inexplicable indifference poured cold water on Dusha's head.

"Sorry, I didn't understand what His Highness said. Please repeat."

"I said let you go! The farther the better! You are not welcome here, do you understand?"

The disgraced priest began to growl angrily.

"Don't think I don't know what the noble knights are here for? Isn't it just to obey the royal order, come to this ghost place to investigate the situation, and bring the adventurers who have completed the bounty back to your luxurious king's capital, and That old bastard Green met, is she going to kill him or kill him?"

"No, no, you misunderstood—"

"I didn't misunderstand! What else could it be? Let me ask you, there are many city-states that are still fighting fiercely today, right? Why don't you rescue them? There are many refugees who are still fleeing? Why don't you resettle them? You have the most High-quality military deployment and the best equipment, but only to protect the safety of the nobles and capture those dangerous elements who may endanger the emperor? Even if you have the slightest moral in your heart, you will not hide in a small town and stand still !"

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"Justify yourself. Your Highness, Viscount. Dusha, don't think I don't know you. Our intelligence has pointed out a series of things you did as a lackey of the royal family. You who have long been used to seeing death , what qualifications do you have to bark here, what qualifications do you have to call yourself a knight?"

He is different from those corrupt nobles.

Dusha gradually began to believe so.Never before had an earl, marquis or duke whom he served so harshly criticized his handling of royal affairs.This rotten world has long not allowed the selfless and fearless nobles to implement kindness and generosity.Most of the time, those misers are only maintaining the peace and tranquility of their own territories, and have no intention of helping civilians and adventurers.And he, Dusha, was indeed a courtier, mostly busy in rescue, capturing noble territories, robbing supplies and a series of disgraceful things.

Even the emperor has long turned a deaf ear to this, so why is this lord—ideal or something, it should have been obliterated long ago, right?

Duscha ponders the lines in his own defense.This long-lost sense of guilt made him at a loss.Undoubtedly, at some point since then, he has really never done anything with his personal will as a benchmark.He wouldn't even go out without an order.The only remaining loyalty to the emperor in the long time has become the belief necessary for survival, and it is also something that must be guarded.It's been a long time since I heard such a question.

a long time.

But his silence and thinking were suddenly broken by the unpredictable old man beside him.

The steady white-haired mage leaned on a three-color brilliant staff and spoke softly.

"Honorable knight. You are welcome. Presumably, someone in the towering tower of the royal capital in the distance has already noticed this place, right?"

"Ah—yes, my lord. Our Highness Green is eager to see you. She believes that you who are capable of performing arcane magic will bring new vitality to the human empire."

Dispelling all the things about the pastor from his mind, Dusha replied calmly.Different from the aristocratic salute, facing this kind old mage, Du Sha actually knelt down on one knee and performed the knight salute.This is a great gift that he will only use when facing the Earl and above.Because he can feel something——this is hidden in the strong and mysterious magical atmosphere of this nobleman.

"Green, isn't that right? Coleman Green?"

"Yes. It is also a direct order from the Heavenly One to come down here to meet the arcanist. According to her request, we must escort you back to the king's capital to meet her, and it is more likely to meet the Holy One directly. This is also Fei Yi. The reason why the Knights came to support here."

"I understand. I understand. It turns out that little Green has grown to this point. Tell your knights, I will follow you to Ortaxus."

"It is my honor to do so."

"No, no, no, no! Master Elementalist, you can't go!"

Anxious Jeska stopped Sariel who was about to leave first.

"This kid is still awake, you should at least listen to his opinion. Also, I sincerely invite you to join the Adventurer's Association and help us - our organization urgently needs a strong man like you! Please! -"

"It's enough to have you here, Jie Shika. Don't forget your current identity."

Sariel Yoyo said so.

"You are the God's Chosen One with the blessing of King Halwara, a master adventurer who has surpassed the realm of priests. You will become the ruler in charge of one side. And your future will follow the growth of this boy Dazzling."

"Fate will guide us to meet again. Now, I have the urgent need to meet this Green. Soon-new differences will be born, and the intricate road will be extended again. The fall of Makaros is just the beginning .”

"Yes, I understand."

Jeska gave up on obstructing.He knew that he couldn't stop him no matter what, and he also knew that his confusion was doomed to be futile.He will follow the master's instructions and open up a new path with this brave boy.

"I'll do my best. I wish you all the best, Master."

"And you, Michelle. Keep the secret well and don't mess around. Otherwise, that place will never spare you."

"Old man with a lot of nonsense. Go away. You don't have to worry about this. I always keep my mouth shut. As for you, don't get confused when you meet your old acquaintances."

Michelle smiled for a long time, playing with the old mage like a child.Sariel, who had damaged two supreme elemental magic stones, also briefly revealed a light of relaxation and comfort at that moment.He no longer worried and followed the knight group towards the end of the forest away from the path. The sun finally rose in the east, and the long battle cry finally ushered in the possible end as the undead retreated in fear of the sun.

Perhaps no one will remember this battle anymore.Perhaps no one will ever mention the epics and legends in the tombs of the dead, the brave people who became gods, the shouts of those who cast gods, and the amazement of people who looked at gods, but those who have experienced everything will remember that several human beings who fought bravely once Desperate to thwart and successfully slay the fierce battle of the undead horror creature Makaroth.This will become an indelible chapter of eternal memory, forever shining in the mind.

All this may be just the beginning.Jie Shika would not have imagined that a more tragic and difficult future would kick off a new prelude just because of Sarrell's departure from the team.

(End of this chapter)