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"Guanren does not fight alone, but it must be Guanren who ends all this!"

"——Admit it! Officer, come on!"

The key-shaped halberd bloomed with golden brilliance.

"——This is a fight for those who are stronger than ourselves!"

"Wow, the enemy is about to destroy the world, isn't it strong enough?"

"——Admit it! Then, Chen Ling, come on!"

The witch's broom glows with lavender light.

"——This is a battle of honor!"

"Haha, our duel with Ba Wu has always been fought with honor!"

"——Admit it! Chen Ling, solve all this!"

"——This is a fight with the brave"

"I agree. All of us are brave men."

"——Admit it! Chen Ling, let's fight together."

The hurricane spear wrapped in chains glowed with turquoise light.

"——This is not an enemy of the elves!"

"Oh my, my, how could I be willing to be an enemy of everyone?"

"——Admit it! Darling, save the world!"

The glowing piano bursts into opalescent glory.

"——This is a fight for survival!"

Recalling everything in her past, Yatogami Tohka's face was complicated at first, and then she smiled brightly again.

"——Admit it! Chen Ling, all of us will definitely be there forever!"

The light of the golden holy sword surged!

Eleven bonds have been released, and two more remain.

In fact, one of them has been lost.However, with the Holy Sword in Chen Ling's hands, Chen Ling naturally knew about this restriction.

And No. 12 constraints are——

"——This is fighting for the one you love!"

Mio slowly closed her eyes, then opened them suddenly, tears no longer falling, and said with a firm expression.

"--admit!"

The twelve oaths fell, and the brilliance and momentum of the "Sword of Final Salvation" had completely overshadowed the "Angel of Nothing" and the "Demon King of Nothing".

Then--

"——This is a fight to save the world!"

"——Admit it, Chen Ling!"

The last oath fell, and the golden holy sword erupted with a brilliance that seemed to illuminate the entire world.

"Ex-calibur!!!!!!!!"

Chapter 660 Until death, he is still an extremely twisted existence

When the Holy Sword's radiance surged past like a golden stream, the impact produced when the <Angel of Nothing> and the Demon King of Nothing collided was instantly destroyed, and the current even soared into the sky like a beam of light, passed through the sky, and reached the universe. , and then continued to gallop around the earth.

Almost everyone in the world witnessed this miraculous brilliance and felt this light of salvation.

Then--

Everything is over.

......

The realm of human life and death is ambiguous. How to judge a person's life or death depends on each person.

There are people who regard the end of cardiopulmonary function as death, and there are people who regard the cessation of brain activity as the end of a person.Some people think that as long as there is consciousness, it doesn't matter even if the consciousness is not a living body. Others think that as long as that person is remembered in someone's heart, he is alive.Well, although the last one is closer to sentimentality or escapism than a definition.

In his vain vision, Isaac Ray Pelham Westcott was vaguely thinking about such things - if so, was he still alive?

At least, the heart and lungs have lost their function.Most of the body has disappeared and is even filled with golden light.

At this time, although Westcott had the consciousness to think about such things, he was not thinking clearly because his brain remained in shape.Just fell to the ground, looking at the sky, waiting for the disappearance of consciousness——

Thinking of this, Westcott couldn't help laughing.

Speaking of "human life and death," Westcott noticed that he was actually dead.

That's right.Isaac Ray Pelham Westcott, one of the last four magicians in the world, is dead.What exists here is the miserable remains of the elf that barely maintains its existence relying on its spiritual power.The fact that he is still conscious after becoming like this is probably the evidence of this matter.

The collision between angels and demons, the rush of golden light of salvation.No matter which one it encounters, it will be death, not to mention that he is the ultimate black hand, and the glory is coming to him.It is natural that it will become like this.

I refuse to die from the bottom of my heart, not because of fear, but because of boredom.Perhaps, like a certain priest, Westcott was twisted from the moment he was born.It doesn't matter whether he is a magician or a human, it's just that he is Isaac Ray Pelham Westcott, and he himself is a twisted existence.

Thinking of this, Westcott smiled again.Although I don't know if my expression is a smile now.

Having said that, it is also a matter of time.Even elves can maintain this state for a long time.In fact, from now on, my consciousness has gradually become blurred, as if being held by the hand of death.

but--

"—Ike!"

At this moment, as if to bring Westcott back to consciousness, the voice rang.

As soon as he saw it, Allen rushed over with a livid face.It seems she's fine.

"Yeah...Alan."

"Ah, Ike - what are you...! I will use the medical display device immediately -"

At this time, Allen's voice stopped.It must have been the moment when he planned to move Westcott's body with the random field, that he realized that even the manifestation device was powerless.

"Ah, ah ah..."

Allen became helplessly depressed.

As if he had spotted this opportunity——

"...Ike."

Another man called Westcott's name.

A deep male voice that was different from Eren's voice.However, Westcott immediately thought of whose voice it was - there was only one person besides Allen who would call Westcott by this nickname.

"Ah, Elliot."

After Westcott responded, in the corner of his field of vision, a man in a wheelchair and a woman who looked like Allen appeared in a wheelchair.

Eliot Baldwin Woodman and Karen Nora Mathers.In the past, he was a compatriot of Westcott and Allen, and the founder of "Ratatosk".

"...!"

Allen quickly raised his head and stared at Woodman and Kallen.no way.Allen hated Woodman who chose a different path than himself.You have to kill Woodman yourself to be satisfied.

Of course, this is the superficial reason, and everyone knows the real reason.

However, Ellen neither wanted to drive Woodman away nor spoke harshly, she gritted her teeth and begged.

"Please—Elliot. Save...save Ike. You can do this, right? He's one of the last of our kind, and he's your best friend. Save him."

"..."

Allen cried and pleaded, and Woodman quietly lowered his eyes.

This is neither a rejection nor a bad intention.Simply - no one in this world can save the dying Westcott.

"Ah, ah..."

Allen shed tears and his voice trembled.Is it because Kallen looked a little sad when she saw her sister like this?

"Hoo, ho... What are you doing here all the time? Are you here to make fun of me, Elliot."

"...Isn't it so ridiculous to think of coming to see your friend for the last time, Ike?"

After Westcott asked in a hoarse voice, Woodman answered quietly.

"Ah...yes. This is such a stupid question. Although the paths we have chosen are different, you are indeed my friend. And-"

Westcott curled up the corners of his mouth, as if he was going to make a joke.

"—dumped by the same woman."

"------"

After Westcott finished speaking, Woodman's eyes widened for a moment, and then he exhaled.

"Haha! I didn't expect that you, you would actually... But, of course. After all, our opponent is obviously an extremely good savior."

"hehe......"

Westcott smiled slightly and looked at the vast world with hazy eyes again.

Allen, Kallen, Woodman.

Allies who vowed revenge after their hometown was burned down decades ago.The companions who have known Westcott the longest.The men looked at Westcott together, each expressing his sorrow.

(——Ahh——)

Westcott had an incredible feeling.

Childhood memories.The mother who was placed in a coffin and buried - it felt like she was seeing the people attending the funeral from her mother's perspective.

Allen was crying, Kallen lowered her head, and looked at Woodman here quietly.

Although in different ways, they are both filled with sadness, mourning, and despair.

The faces of friends.The one who made them show such expressions was themselves—he was at the center of this despair.

——Wescott felt extremely happy about this.

(What...ah, it's so simple...)

(Sure enough, until my death, I am... still... a... extremely twisted... person.)

Isaac Ray Pelham Westcott slowly closed his eyes in a trance that made his heart jump.

Chapter 661 The elf born with love

——Spirit crystal.A magical gem that can turn humans into elves.

For her own goal, Mio split her own power and created spirit crystals, turning humans into spirits one by one.

That being said, the spirit crystals themselves are not compatible with humans.Humans who get the newly made spirit crystals will go berserk because they can't bear its power.In order to create a complete spirit, spirit crystals must be refined from the bodies of several humans.

However, at some point, Mio thought.If this matter could be delegated, the time would be shortened, and more importantly, wouldn't it avoid making fearless sacrifices?

So, on that day, Mio used a somewhat different method than usual to generate spirit crystals.

"--generate."

After speaking quietly, Mio concentrated her attention.

A part of the spiritual power that overflowed from his body was cut and condensed.At this time, the elements that are harmful to human beings, or that are "poisonous", should be concentrated in one place in the spiritual crystal, and isolated.

In this way, even if humans are not used as filters, refined spiritual crystals can be generated from the beginning.Mio thought so.

"------"

Mio exhaled as if to inject life into the formed crystal.Then, the spiritual crystal began to glow dimly.

This project is like a ritual, the final step in determining the properties of the spiritual crystal.Give the pure power a part of your feelings.Through this, the spiritual crystals will change into various colors.

If anger is injected into it, it will turn intensely red.

If sadness is injected, it will turn into a melancholy blue.

If regret is injected into it - it will turn into a deep, endless black.

Injecting negative emotions makes it easier for spiritual crystals to exert powerful power. Mio knows this through experience.But, at the same time, more humans are sacrificed in the process of refining.