People are at the junction, but they become the incarnation of the sun

"Oh...Master..."

Kurala moaned shyly, but the tentacles wrapped around his body honestly.

The two set off towards the city of Stonewell.

"...It's not the time, at least not yet."

Ashmi, who returned to Reinhardt's body, smiled frivolously.

Malika, who was living in Ashmi's body, couldn't help but look forward to Reinhard's surprised expression when he saw her again.

"Haha, my cute little bedmate..."

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Stonewell City.

The strong wind blew through the city and picked up the fallen leaves in front of the courtyard.

Without the patrols of soldiers, everything was silent and full of deathly silence, just like a dead city.

Along the way, Reinhard saw countless corpses wrapped in black cloth. They were found in the mall, in the corner of the kitchen, and even in the library.

The corpses of those who faded had their limbs cut off and were randomly discarded, leaving them to rot, surrounded by countless little Indian bees.

The dining room that once leaned against the kitchen, where he and Godwin once exchanged glasses of wine, has now become a slaughterhouse.

The dying workers were numbly dismembering the bodies. The stumps and broken arms were hanging on the hooks, dripping with blood.

In the center of the hall, under the portrait of Godfrey, a nobleman was walking around holding a sword and shield. As Roderica said, he looked like a giant spider.

Of course, this nobleman with limbs couldn't stop him. In just a few seconds, he was torn to pieces. All the limbs he had attached were torn off by him, turning them into human piglets like bee pupae.

And the remains of Roderica's companions were found in the next room, the remains being eaten by wild dogs.

On the broken remains he found a pin wrapped in velvet red cloth.

This is the only relic left of these bodies.

There was a pale white soul floating on it, as if begging him for something.

It's a pity that he is not a spiritual master, so he can't understand what these souls are saying at all, but he can also make a rough guess.

Maybe, he just wants him to give this relic to Roderica?

Moreover, Roderica has the talent of a spiritual master and can understand what they are talking about.

"Master, this [Golden King] Greg is so cruel. It's because of him that he made Sister Roderica look like that..."

Crula looked at the mountains of corpses and said, with pity and sadness in her voice.

This Greg is so angry that it takes so many faded people to turn Stonewell City into such a miserable state.

several hundred?Or thousands?

Simply unimaginable.

And as if to be wary of something, this guy also deliberately cut off the bridge leading to the Prince's Chapel, making it impossible for him to get over or come from there.

Like an isolated island.

"Ah, I know, Greg... He has fallen and tarnished Godwin's name. I guess Godwin would have killed his son if he had been alive, right?"

Unlike Kurala's pity and sadness, Reinhardt's face remained normal and he responded calmly.

According to Godwin's temper, if he saw him like this, he would definitely kill the traitor Greg with his own hands.

To have embarked on such an evil path.

What was lost was not just Godwin's people, but also the glory of the entire Golden Dynasty.

Greg has completely tarnished the reputation of the Golden Dynasty.

It seems that he did not do a thorough job of pruning the branches, which made this bastard grow crooked again.

"Don't worry, Kurala, I will never let this guy Greco go easy this time."

"Well, come on, Master! Teach this bad guy a lesson!"

With Kurala's encouragement, he put away his relics and left this hell on earth.

Get ready to head down.

Because he saw no trace of Roger in the church above, he must have gone below to find Godwin's face, right?

There is a stench below Stonewell City, which is the smell of corruption.

Accompanied by the smell of death, the stench of decaying garbage, the stench of rats, and the decay of corpses are a combination of several odors.

"Master, the environment here is so bad."

"Ah, it's really bad."

He also disliked the environment here very much.

Not only does it smell bad, but it also doesn’t see the light.

If I hadn't happened to pick up a light that I carried with me, I would have been completely blind.

Not only that, there are also a group of rats that are as big as half a person hiding here, crawling in the corner and staring at them eagerly, as if they are looking for opportunities to tear them into pieces.

"Otherwise, Kurala, you should go back first." Suddenly, Reinhardt suggested.

This made Kurala couldn't help but be stunned.

"Eh? Master, is this really okay?"

"Well, Lu, I can go alone next time. There is no need to drag you along to suffer. I will call you out when I get back up there."

"Well... that's fine."

After thinking for a moment, Kurala agreed, but she did not forget to leave a sentence before leaving:

"Master, if you are in need, remember to call Crula. Crula will help the master no matter what the situation is."

"Well, I took note."

As Kurala's figure disappeared, he was the only one left in the dim environment.

Following the guidance of memory, I didn't know how long I walked until I finally found Godwin's face at the deepest point.

The dark sewers were filled with gloomy air, and there were pools of water on the ground that looked like Heze, and there was a faint stench.

And in the deepest part of the sewer, is where Godwin's face is hidden.

These black knives are really not human beings, and they don’t know what kind of hatred they have against Godwin.

He obviously just cut off Godwin's waist in accordance with Malika's order, but unexpectedly, he cut off his face and threw it into the sewer.

And now, that face can no longer be called face.

Under the influence of the half-destined death and the blessing of the golden tree, the face has become swollen and weird. It is estimated that it can be mounted on the city wall to resist attacks without any problem.

The surrounding branches and vines have turned pitch black, which is where the death thorns that penetrate the city wall and entwine everywhere come from.

It is also because of the influence of this face that it becomes like this.

But what is weird is that there is no dead root born in Stonewell City, which is very magical.

Not only that, he also found no trace of Roger here.

"Is it because I came early and Roger didn't come at all?"

If this is the case, then you have to go to the Round Table Hall. D will also go back and all the grievances will be resolved there.

But will those two fingers let him in?

Before, Two Fingers regarded him as an enemy and even sent assassins to attack him. There was a blood feud between them.

Just as he was thinking, the earth suddenly trembled, and a huge thing crawled out from the ground and branches and roots, leaping up like a long dragon.

It landed hard on the ground with a splash of water.

He was very familiar with this thing, and it was the first time he had seen it since arriving at the junction.

The tree spirit soaked in death——

Rotten tree spirit.

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The fire that broke out in the sewers of Stonewell City burned everything around it.

The entangled and spreading tree roots were ignited one after another, burning into charcoal and ashes that could break at the touch of a finger.

The rotten tree spirits that were still alive and kicking just now have become fuel, and the ignited flames disperse the death and decay that filled the air.

The rotten tree spirits were originally born from the golden tree, relied on the golden tree, and were scattered throughout the border area along the roots.

But as the dead prince Godwin was buried at the root of the tree, Godwin, who was not completely dead yet, was blessed by the Golden Law after the execution of the tree restoration, mobilizing the power of the golden tree to continuously repair Godwin's body.

This also caused this to become a seedbed of death, giving birth to dead roots and dead birthers.

And these existences are spread all over the junction along the tree roots.

Let death spread.

Cause tree roots to rot.

Even the tree spirits born from this were eroded and lost their minds.

Reinhardt, who had taken back the power of the sun, walked around the charred tree spirit and slowly approached the face deep in the sewer.

As he got closer, the smell of death and decay in the air became stronger and stronger.

But the strange thing is that no Indian bees can be seen here, even though it is filled with such a stench.

This also shows how dangerous a mere face can be.

However, when he got closer, he noticed something.

This face seemed to have swelled much larger than he imagined. The outturned nostrils alone could probably fit one or two people, not to mention the eyes and other positions.

Although it looks like an octopus and has a weird smell like Cthulhu, it is really big enough.

Suddenly, he seemed to notice something with his peripheral vision.

"Blood?"