messenger from the wasteland

Chapter 12

Under the helmet, the black knight's scarlet eyes were fixed on Hubert.

From nowhere, Hubert felt the cold. As a saint, he should have never felt cold or hot again.

But he clearly felt that the cold almost froze his limbs and made his heart stop beating.

Then he understood that it was a kind of killing intent, which came from the person in front of him.

Simply a monster.

Now Hubert has begun to doubt whether the black knight in the armor is a human being, with a body that is still immortal after being decapitated, and a killing intent that he has never seen before.

Whether it is a seasoned general or a ruthless killer, their killing intent is compared to the person in front of them.

In the killing intent, the world in front of him seemed to be dimmed, the clouds in the sky were dim, and the ground was littered with corpses.

He seemed to be in an empty wasteland, and his body was slowly submerged in the stained red blood. He knew that this was an illusion caused by a strong killing intent, but he had no way to resist, and he didn't know how to resist.

Hubert naturally didn't know why there was such a killing intent at the beginning, he had never experienced the Apostle Wasteland, let alone that kind of killing.

Countless people and creatures from various worlds were told on the first day that only one person could survive in the entire wasteland.

They started a crazy fight, how many people participated in the fight, hundreds of millions, or billions?No one has counted them, only their corpses are enough to cover the boundless wasteland.

In a time without day and night, without seasons, without end.Every day, he tore and bit the bloody raw meat, lying in a pool of blood and resting next to the dead body.

In such an environment, the last one left is the beginning.

So it's okay to say she's a monster, it's accurate.

It can be said that what Hubert feels in the illusion of killing intent now is what he felt in the Apostle Wasteland at the beginning.

Falling blankly in a pool of blood, looking at that world, letting the blood flow over his cheeks, life and death are no longer so important, everything has no meaning.

So when she first pursued meaning, she needed meaning.

The killing intent caused Hubert to appear briefly absent-minded, and this brief absent-mindedness was enough to end his life.

He felt a pain in his chest, and the world became clear again, and he slowly lowered his head.

His body was falling from mid-air, and the sound of wind rang by his ears.

The black knight had already stabbed the long sword into his chest, blood flowed along the long sword, and flowed through the black blade, and his life flowed with the blood.

"Cough." Hubert coughed up a mouthful of blood, and dropped the staff in his hand. .

"How many people have you killed?" He lowered his head and asked in mid-air. In that illusion of killing intent, he could hardly see the end of the corpse.

"Forgot." Holding the sword, Chu replied lightly.

"Hey." There was a hoarse voice in his throat, he didn't know whether it was ridicule or sarcasm, Hubert looked at Chu.

"You monster."

Trembling, he raised his right hand and grasped the knight's sword that pierced his chest.

His eyes were getting darker and darker, but before he died, he had to do one thing for Plann, to offer his final awakening to his kingdom.

He wants to kill this monster.

"Follow me into exile, evil fellow." Hubert said softly.

Chu's hand holding the sword tightened, and then her and Hubert's figures disappeared into the air.

Not far away from the battlefield, Chu and Hubert appeared on an empty plain at the same time.

Hubert released a long-distance space teleportation, transporting Hatsune himself here.

At this time, the old man's complexion was pale, his silver-gray robe was covered with blood, and his right hand was tightly grasping Chu's sword.

In the initial perception, the spatial elements in Hubert's body became chaotic, intricately intertwined, as if they would collapse and be released at any time.

These space elements contained enormous energy, if they were released all at once, it would cause a devastating blow to everything around them.

But Chu did not resist or escape, but just stood there, looking at Hubert with some puzzlement.

This blow Hubert himself will be affected by, and as the center, he will suffer the most.If there is no accident, his body will be shattered, and nothing will be left behind.

At first I didn't understand why Hubert had to do this.

Could it be that this is also his task?
Hubert's expression became extremely painful, his skin surface cracked one after another, and within the cracks was a silvery white light.

"Ah!!!" The old man let out a scream, he chose the most painful way of death, feeling his body being shattered bit by bit.

Similarly, this is also his consciousness.

The space elements squeezed together exploded with a bang, and Hubert's body was instantly turned into powder.

The silver-white light formed a kind of hemisphere, spread out around him, flooding Chu, the vegetation, the earth and rocks, and everything on the plain.Everywhere he went, everything was crushed by the space and turned into fragments and powder.

On the battlefield, one could see the huge silver-white brilliance rising not far away, shining under the sky that broke through the clouds.

Plainn's soldiers were silent, knowing that their sage had given his life for them.

Reinhardt's soldiers were also silent, because the brilliance was really dazzling.

The silvery white brilliance lasted for a long time.

Almost everyone thought that both the black knight and the space sage had died in it.

But when the brilliance dissipated bit by bit.

People were stunned to see, in the silver light, a pitch-black figure walked out slowly step by step with a sword in hand.

With its back facing the dazzling silver light, it walked out of the ruins like a shadow under the scorching sun.

It is a monster, and as long as there is evil, it will not die.

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Losing the sage of the kingdom, the soldiers of Pulan lost the courage to continue fighting.In a not very long time, the royal city was broken.

The king of Plainn was taken prisoner, but Hillman ordered him to be imprisoned instead of killing him.

On the third day, Reinhardt's army, led by Hillman, entered King Plainn City.

Roaring lion flags fly on the streets of Plainen King City, replacing the eagles that the Plainn people believe in.

Hillman walked in front of the army, with soldiers holding sharp knives behind him.

Wearing a crown and a red cloak, she rode on a white steed and looked at the Plainn people standing on both sides of the street.

She saw fear, resentment, and pleading in the eyes of the Planen people looking at her, but unfortunately, these were not what she wanted to see.

But she doesn't care what other people think of her.

Hillman raised his head, stared straight ahead, and rode forward on his steed.

Her father told her a word.

She will be a king, so she must be different from all others.She will definitely walk in front of everyone and lead the direction of the kingdom.

(End of this chapter)