I Have Too Many Wings

Mental force crashed into the void, making an ear-piercing scream.

Being crushed and shocked by that soul power, Luo Hao showed an extremely painful expression.

"No, it's over."

Kurumi's voice sounded.

Bang--the gunshots followed.

Time stopped.

Versetti's soul body is like a painting, fixed in the void.

His anger solidified on the illusory face.

"Without your body, you can't borrow quality, and you can't do anything about time."

Kurumi gave a triumphant smile while panting.

Altaïr and Kisixute also flew up and looked at Versetti in silence.

Luo Hao and the three of them looked at each other.

The four of them nodded at the same time, and then... they started to attack with all their strength.

Air waves and light swept across the sky for nearly ten minutes.

All four of them were exhausted.

The time stop was lifted five minutes earlier.

After the aftermath of the attack subsided, Kurumi and the others looked at the original location of Versetti's spirit body.

There, that shocking man has disappeared.

Only a long sword similar in shape to the pale sword was left, suspended in the void.

The long sword slowly radiated a faint golden light towards the surroundings.

Like the sun, with warmth.

And with a sharp coldness.

Seeing this sword, Luo Hao murmured a little absently:

"The new pale sword...it is his will."

She held the golden sword in her hand, and the cold touch was the same as that of Versetti's cold face.

Luo Hao closed his eyes and felt it carefully.

On her face, she could not see the joy after victory at all.

"Gold... It's a noble color." Altaïr was a little surprised.

"Is the will turned into a sword... What a terrible obsession! Even death will not end his persistence..."

Kurumi's expression was a little complicated.

She thought that at this moment, her eyes were probably filled with admiration.

"Maybe this is justice." Altair said with emotion: "Crossing countless races, running through the long river of time and space, it will never be extinguished. Don't you and I have such emotions in my heart?"

She was candid about her admiration:

"Although it is a hostile position, Yu has to admit that Versetti is a very attractive person."

"Okay," Luo Hao opened his eyes and took a deep breath, "Let's go. Our world is still waiting for us to save."

Kuang San patted Luo Hao's shoulder in comfort.

After losing two close people one after another, Luo Hao's current mood is probably very sad.

"By the way, I have a question." Altaïr said suddenly: "Why did the meaning of all beings connected with the sword of will reject Versetti's justice? Although he killed a lot of people, he did end the first All the wars in the Seven Realms have created a world without bloodshed and sacrifice."

"Public opinion, justice, probably will never be handed over."

Ji Si Xiute shook her head:

"In order to reach the ideal world, Versetti will sacrifice many people, but who is willing to sacrifice for such a thing?"

"Okay, that's it for now."

Kurumi ended the topic aloud:

"The problem of Versetti has been solved, but the fundamental problem of how to deal with reality and the world of works has not been solved yet."

She shook her head and said, "Let's go, we can't stop here."

After speaking, Kurumi took the lead and flew into the distance.

The other three followed.

"You said, if you followed Versetti's will from the beginning and let him do it, wouldn't it be easier for the rest of you to wait?"

Altaïr said half-jokingly while flying.

"Forget it, all we want is to solve our own problems, he wants to overturn all the worlds."