Stop Calling Me!

The high priest also knelt on the ground, praying silently.

After the ashes fell last time, he was completely convinced, knowing that at this critical moment, prayer seemed to be the most effective.

Well, anyway, apart from praying, the high priest can't do anything else now.

Aina knelt at the head of the crowd, her expression was calm, and she never gave up asking Mr. Shen for help.

"Mr. Shen..."

"I know."

"Ash will definitely ask you to save us."

-

Bayland Imperial College.

The obvious tremor continued. Everyone ran to the playground in accordance with the evacuation guidelines. Both students and teachers were terrified, and there were screams everywhere.

"what happened......"

"What's the matter?"

"what's going on?"

People on the playground were overwhelmed and didn't know what to do.

Some people tried to calm down and insisted that this was just a small earthquake and it would pass soon.

"no."

Tina was also on the playground, and she shook her head secretly after hearing what some people said.

"It's not an earthquake."

Tina frowned and looked towards the sky.

The horizon... is shifting.

-

Byron walked out of the house and took a deep breath.

"Father."

His daughter Eve also came out of the house.

Eve looked puzzled, wondering what the hell was going on.

The whole city was shaking, but the villas here were not affected.

Byron smiled and looked at his daughter calmly, and said calmly, "The change is finally here."

He stretched out his hand and pointed into the distance.

"The sky will darken, the sun will set, the sea will dry up, time will pass, and even the infinite universe will die"

"The only thing that never changes in this world is change itself."

"Next, we will witness its changes together."

"Great change...will sweep the world, and no one can stop it, no one can change it, no one can stop it."

-

Cafe.

The light fixture fell from the ceiling, luckily it didn't hit anyone.

The customers in the store ran out in horror.

Only two guests remained.

One was Su Ling with a serious expression, holding the knife handle.

The other is Dominic.

He calmly withdrew his hand and leaned back against the chair, but the coffee in his cup was still floating in the air.

"Baylander has already flown, Su Ling."

"This is what I call a 'countdown', the next time, the city will fly higher and higher, and the temperature will be lower and lower above, and the air will be thinner and thinner."

"How many people do you think will survive after a few hours?"

Su Ling didn't say anything.

Her expression was colder than ice, and the killing intent in her eyes seemed to have substance.

Dominic smiled and continued to stimulate her mercilessly.

"But, you can't do anything, you can only pray here... pray, just pray."

"A warrior who can only pray."

Su Ling fell silent.

Yes, she couldn't do anything at all, last time, last time...every time.

No matter how you think about it, you know that your own strength can't compete with these enemies.

Su Ling still remembered that when she was young, she read a storybook. In this unique storybook, a heroic and fearless knight with justice in his heart was depicted.

He made full preparations for the justice in his heart, strengthened his will, endured hardships, and went through all kinds of hardships, and finally assassinated the evil demon king regardless of his own safety.

There is no trace of weakness in the knight, and no one can be more determined than him.

But at the end of the story, the knight was still killed by the devil... Such an unusual ending left a very deep impression on Su Ling when he was a child.

So where did the Cavaliers go wrong?

For some reason, after becoming an investigator, Su Ling thought of this story over and over again.

Finally she came to the answer.

There is nothing wrong with him.

Perhaps, it was just because his enemies were too strong.

"Stay alive, Su Ling, your weakness is the saddest fact you have to face... No, in fact, you are not weak anymore... It's just because your enemy It's just too powerful."

Dominic stood up calmly, looking at the girl with pity.

He is a villain.

The name of the black knife is "every evil must be cut".

But she won't make a move on him.

Because it doesn't make sense.

Just like it is meaningless for mortals to attack the gods outside the world, even if the anger and despair of ants are greater than the sky, they will not have any practical impact.

The huge gap will cause many things to become unimportant.

This is the greatest misfortune of the weak.

"Goodbye then."

Dominic got out of his seat and turned around, as if wanting to leave the cafe.

Su Ling took a deep breath.

Every evil must be cut.

This has always been the creed of the Demon Hunter family.

Over the years, countless clansmen have fought, traveled, and died for this creed.

Father betrayed the four heavy small characters on the black knife.

but......

I will not betray myself!

In the childhood book, did the knight know that he had no chance of winning?

Yeah, he actually knew it from the beginning.

Su Ling pulled out the black knife.

The moment she pulled out the black knife, the black blade had already grazed the inside of her arm, and the unique blood of a girl's blood was stained on the knife.

The blue flame, as gorgeous as a ghostly dream, rose again.

The black blade seemed to cut through the day and night, and a dark light shot straight at the white-haired man's head from bottom to top.

This was the strongest blow that Su Ling had slashed in his life.

Her anger, belief, commitment, blood, everything...all contained in this knife.

Every evil must be cut!

"very good."

Dominic obviously had expected it long ago, and turned around with a smile first.

There was an extremely deep chill in the white pupils.

"boom."

He didn't do anything, just stared at the girl wielding the knife.

Su Ling, who was still in mid-air, paused.

The next moment, her body exploded in mid-air without any miracles, turning into black particles scattered in the air.

The black particles were gradually absorbed by Dominique.

"I know that when any warrior dies, no matter how brave he is, he will have at least a trace of instinctive fear of death."

"But you are not afraid at all, because...do you think he can definitely resurrect you?"

"You trust him."

Dominic took a deep breath.

"And I also know that he has deep feelings for you, yes, just like what I said just now... I will make him angry enough, impulsive enough, unable to restrain his killing intent."