The moon is full of evil, but the simulator is full of evil

The knights stepped on the pool of blood of their comrades and charged up.

Hundreds, thousands.Killed the lonely one in the middle of the battlefield.

"Cough...cough cough-"

There was a strenuous, blood-vomiting cough.

The dark knight raised his hand tremblingly, as if he wanted to touch the brilliant afterglow of the sunset.

Exhaust that last strength.

He folded his fingers together and held the handle

"Heart Sword".

In an instant—

All the swords held by the knights were released, and they flew towards the center of the battlefield.

The holy sword held by Gao Wen fell to the ground, and the dim light disappeared.

Clouds and clouds move in the sky.

Thousands of swords fell like rain.

A pitch-black long sword spiraling all over the body fell straight down from the dome of the sky, and fell in front of the dying knight, clanging.

Su Shu raised his hand tremblingly, and firmly grasped the hilt of the sword.

The name of the sword just came to mind.

"You got it, the Sword of Eternal Night Flame."

like darkness.

Like a flaming flame.

A deep prison-like aura slowly permeated from the dark knight's body——

Facing the world, proclaiming the death of that fate.

"Unlocking the Noble Phantasm—"

"Burning in this eternal night (The Dark oul Oer The Heaen)"

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1W2 today.

After thinking about it for a long time, it should be perfect to use this chapter as the last chapter before it goes on the shelves.

There should be a testimonial on the shelves in the evening, but I haven't written it yet.

Everyone watching happily is uncle and my happiness.

can't kill uncle

, will only make Uncle stronger

Hello everyone, uncle, I will be on the shelves tomorrow.

Feelings, sighs, there are really too many things I want to say in my heart.

But in the end, one sentence is enough——

Thank you for trusting uncle.

I will not betray your trust.

Of course, this kind of thing is not just talking about it, but telling the truth, 20 days, 16W free words, in order to keep reading rhythm, it still exploded to 1W2 the day before it was put on the shelves, everyone can see it.

To be honest, I was really depressed for a long time before, and I was almost autistic when it came to writing a book.

Many new readers probably don’t know about it, but I’m afraid that everyone will feel scared when they see Uncle Shu’s body, so let’s talk about it.

how to describe it

Not to mention "Peach Simulator", banning, removing from the shelves, adding a month of continuous search to increase silence, posting thirteen chapters can get ten chapters sealed, and 32W words can be sealed into 26W words.

happy.

That's okay, I adjusted.

Then there was "Sister Card".

The previous "Sister Card" was also carefully structured, and it also took a lot of hard work, and the data also gave very positive feedback.

Then, the day before it was put on the shelves, it was sealed, the silence was increased, and the reading was cut in half.

happy.

There should not be many authors who are more unlucky than me.

This is not even the happiest thing. In fact, my uncle doesn't care much about these things, and he doesn't make a living by writing books. To be honest, he only needs to hone his writing skills.

What is it that really breaks the hearts of humanity.

At that time, because according to the usual practice, my uncle would write a 2W word, and I would like to watch the episode of my old business as a bonus for everyone.

Then a total of four groups were built, with 6000 people, and they were full in one day.

The next day, my uncle made a special report.

The number of downloads that day exceeded 7000 (now it is more than [-]).

Then put it on the shelves.

The first order is two thousand.

Uh, how should I put it, it's just a sense of loss, such a feeling of powerlessness.

Seeing the keyboard, nausea, dizziness.The whole person was groggy, and felt that something must have gone wrong.

However, the data and facts are there, and they will not lie, so what can we say?

I can only doubt my writing skills.

Autistic, closed for four months.

Really, not convinced.

I'm so unconvinced

There is no way to be convinced.

So

Uncle, I am standing here again now.

The name of the Crown Master stands on this land.

Fuck you!Da Jing Mi has no right to honor me!

What can't kill uncle will only make him stronger!

I will come back like lightning!

I will finally fall, the shackles and fate of the shackles!

So please enjoy this story.

Such a story of completely burning oneself and knocking down fate——

Tsk, I'm really short of sleep these days, people are shaking when walking, sorry, sorry, but tomorrow's update will definitely not be lower than 1W, don't worry.

Because I don't know how long it will take to open the shelves, so the timing is changed to twelve o'clock tomorrow.

See you all.

- Dear Uncle.

Chapter 51 The Mad Man (8K)

"The Dark oul Oer The Heaen"

"What burns in this eternal night"

"Level: E"

"Type: Anti-World Noble Phantasm"

"distance:???"

"Maximum catch: ???"

"Life and death, reincarnation is endless. This is the spiral sword called Eternal Night Ember, which brings hope and death to all things in the world."

"The so-called dark will is also the will to completely burn oneself."

"The dark will formed by your perseverance, your belief, and your determination, in the call of the dying, finally got a response from this alien sword in the dark."

"Eternal night is shadow, and embers are light."

"Eternal night is quiet death, and the embers are burning hope."

"Holding the sword of Eternal Night's Flame, you are not only the last ray of light at the end of the Age of Gods, but also the Eternal Night that brings tranquility and extinction to the enemy."

"If the will of the world wants to stop you."

"You shall let the will of the world indulge in the death of eternal silence."

"In death, kindle hope."

Thousands of long swords fell like rain falling on the bloody wheat field.

Holding the strangely shaped spiral sword, the dark and deep shadows around the silver-haired youth no longer froze like mercury, but floated like flames.

The knights who had lost their weapons looked at their empty palms, and all froze in place, feeling a little dazed for a while.

"It's nothing more than evil magic! The son of the dragon has already run out of oil, everyone come with me and take its head!"

There are also those who are still fearless of death, struggling forward and launching a charge, stepping into the deep shadow like fireworks.

Then, in the blank eyes of everyone.

They fell.

Like fallen, reaped wheat.

The knights died quietly and without incident.

Whole body centered on that person

20 m.

The cascading and floating shadows are like the sickle of death harvesting life.

Those who violate the territory of the magic dragon will die.

Holding the sword of the Eternal Night Flame.

The half-kneeling black knight stood up slowly, looking at the sword in his hand with tranced eyes.

Holy sword?

This dark, dull, spiral shape is not so much a holy sword, but a magic sword.

Su Shu thought about it.

"Then, I'll call you Dark Sword!"

A swirling shadow suddenly emerged from the spiral sword body, and it trembled like that, as if it let out a dissatisfied clank.

"Tsk, aren't you satisfied?