Be dragged into the room by the succubus

"His Majesty!"

The ghostly queen whispered at Reinhardt's figure, her face full of anxiety:

"What happened to you, Your Majesty? I woke up and found that you were not by my side...how did you get hurt?"

She floated away from the ruins in panic, as if she wanted to rush to Reinhardt's side to ask about his condition.

50 meters, 20 meters...

And when she was about to get close to Reinhardt, Ning Feng still couldn't hold back, and bit his lip hard.

Gee!

He took a deep breath, stood between the two, raised the weapon in his hand to the Ghost Queen, and said solemnly:

"Stop, don't come any closer."

If she, who is likely to be the carrier of the gods, cannot get in touch with the current Reinhardt, there will be big problems.

"Who are you!?"

But compared to the queen's reaction, the other one came faster and more ferocious!

Although the pressure from behind only lasted for a short moment, Ning Feng's hairs still exploded, feeling like he was being stared at by a brutal beast.

!!!

The moment Ning Feng raised his weapon against the queen, the pressure from behind suddenly increased, the pressure from his teammate Reinhardt.

He was watching his every move, ready to stop him before he could react otherwise.

Even directly destroy it!

Damn it, this guy.

Without looking back at Reinhardt's expression, Ning Feng frowned at the ghost queen who seemed to be in a daze, and slowly said to Reinhardt:

"She... has a certain possibility."

Ning Feng reminded Reinhardt as vaguely as possible, saying "definitely" is already a very face-saving statement.

The queen's suspicion is very high, almost to the point of being hammered.

Why is she the only one who stays awake when other undead are controlled?

And why, at this time, it was long overdue?

The reason is almost unnecessary.

The facts are already in front of us, and no amount of excuses will help.

"Step aside."

An emotionless voice sounded from behind, causing Ning Feng's serious expression to change again.

Reinhardt didn't make any more moves, he just repeated again:

"Please get out of the way."

But this time, compared to the previous voice, it was softer and gentler.

Judging from the sound, he did not fall into despair because of the loss of his best friend just now, but was full of exhaustion.

Reinhardt was tired.

Now really is the best time!

The carrier of the gods is right in front of you, as long as you eliminate her, everything will be...

His cheeks twitched a few times, Ning Feng finally put down the raised blood sword with a frown.

He couldn't lay hands on an innocent woman, and it was impossible for Reinhardt behind him to let him do it.

The situation was the same as before, and not even Karningfon could stop Reinhardt, let alone his wife.

For his best friend who is also a hero, Reinhardt can frankly tell Karl to die for him like a hero, but for his queen, Ning Feng doesn't think Reinhardt can say such cruel words.

Even though the two had known each other for less than an hour, Ning Feng still had some understanding of Reinhardt's character.

This is a true hero.

Even leaving aside those beautification and false parts, he is also a hero king worthy of respect.

Tenacious and tenacious, he has the demeanor of a so-called king that is so desirable.

But such an existence favored by the world can only defeat the gods, lingering under the irresistible power.

Fighting against the assimilation of false gods with his own will, did not become part of the collapse of this world.

To some extent, it is Reinhardt who maintains the last piece of the world that has not collapsed. As long as he is destroyed, everything will be irreversible.

Fate is such a pity.

Reinhardt is like a tragic hero character.

But in the same way, Reinhardt is not without flaws.

Confined to the perspective of a mortal, he has no way to really solve this tragic fate.

The arrogance of the king is fully reflected in him.

Arrogant, carrying all the fate on his own body.

No other person's intervention is required.

"........."

I do not care.

Ning Feng really didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing anymore.

If you don't listen to me time and time again, do you still need me to clean up the mess in the end?

I don't want to wait.

After Ning Feng got out of the way, the anxious queen rushed towards Reinhardt who was standing there.

Illusory tears rolled down her cheeks, and the queen looked anxiously at the seriously injured king, shaking her hands and feet in a hurry.

Her arms passed through Reinhardt's body again and again, but in the end she couldn't catch anything.

"Your Majesty, are you okay? This spear!?"

"Is it an assassin? Is it the one who assassinated us before?"

Rarely, panic appeared on the face of the always gentle queen, and she lost her composure and yelled:

"Where's Carl!? Where is he? This is dereliction of duty!"

"Your Majesty! Speak up!"

Glaring at the silent king, Queen Mary finally couldn't help but yelled:

"Linehardt!!!"

cough cough cough.

As if amused by this appearance, the king who had been silent since just now finally responded.

He chuckled with difficulty, slowly raised his arms, and Reinhardt hugged his queen gently.

Lowering his head, he softly called his wife's name:

"Mary."

Being hugged suddenly in a panic, Mary was a little confused and murmured inexplicably:

"Huh? Your Majesty!?"

Looking up, she saw Reinhardt's tender eyes.

There is no doubt, no anxiety, only tenderness and reluctance.

Even though she could no longer see the beautiful face she once had, even though she had turned into a ghost at this moment, his eyes were still as gentle as before.

Just like the afternoon when they first met, in the garden of the Wang family, the playful boy met the girl who admired the flowers.

In the garden, the young but arrogant prince forced his way to the older lady and extended an invitation to her.

But at that time, the girl was not angry, and she didn't even laugh at him. She just touched his head lightly, and then naturally took his hand.

Since then, it has never let go.

"it does not matter."

Ok?

what's ok?

Ning Feng had already wanted to withdraw from this farce, but he had already reached this point anyway, there was no reason to fail the compulsory mission, and it was time to run away.

But the current development made him narrow his eyes.

"Mary, don't hide it anymore, I already knew."

Raising his head to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, the king with the remaining bones said in a gentle voice:

"I've known it for a long time."

"I know...you are controlled by the gods."

"And know that He can look at me through your eyes."

Ning Feng:! ! !

The neglected details sent chills down Ning Feng's spine the moment they were revealed, and he immediately thought about the parts he had missed before.

If the gods are not omnipotent, then the gods must have an eyeliner to observe the biggest threat in this world, then what kind of character will he choose?

Is it the chief guard who has been guarding his back behind him?

Or the one who can get along with the king day and night, day and night, the one he least suspects?

The queen has always been the eye of God.

By his side, watching him.

"Your Majesty, I don't understand..."

"It doesn't matter, that was not your intention, you were just manipulated by him, just like everyone else."

Mortals are helpless in front of the gods and are ruthlessly manipulated and played with.

他 说:

"I don't blame you."

The blood-colored lightning reflected the sky red, illuminating the world for a moment.

In Ning Feng's eyes, under the dark red sky, the huge skeleton pierced by a spear gently blocked the illusory ghost, and they looked at each other in the blood rain.

For some reason, such a scene made him feel a bit of beauty and sadness.

He was moved by the emotion between the two.

But the more precious the emotion is, the more regrettable it is when it is broken.

Raising her head in a daze, Queen Mary looked at Reinhardt's ferocious face, and suddenly remembered everything.

We who have long since died, and the countless seven days of continuous reincarnation in this millennium.

He is always by his side.

The way he looked at himself, from love to suspicion, finally turned back to tenderness...

Reinhardt, has not changed.

In the past, I had been sitting by the window waiting for him to come back from the expedition. At that time, my mother made fun of him like this:

"If this continues, you will definitely die in his arms in the end."

I remember at that time, I also said this:

"Even if he dies in his arms, I will admit it, and... he is a hero, he will not let me get hurt."

"It's a good ending to die of old age in his arms."

Yes.

Also a nice ending.

That being the case, I shouldn't let myself be his weakness.

Raising her hands, Mary lightly touched Reinhardt's cheek, showing a gentle chuckle.

It was a reassuringly warm smile.

she says:

"Goodbye, Reinhardt."

"My sister can't continue to hold your hand."

The body became transparent, the already illusory figure rapidly became thinner, and the voice became weaker and weaker.

Staring at Reinhardt all the time, her eyes were full of reluctance.

At the end, she suddenly seemed to remember something, and murmured:

"I'm sorry that our child was not born..."

For the king, there is no heir...

click.

A broken sound sounded, as if something was silently shattering in the illusory soul.

The soul, which was so dim and thin, did not completely dissipate at the end. The blood rain that fell from the sky passed through the queen's body and fell to the ground.

Gradually, part of the falling blood didn't continue to penetrate, but stayed in the queen's body, staining her with a layer of blood.

The gentle queen dies, and the scarlet phantom wakes up in Reinhardt's arms.

There was no wave in the scarlet eyes, and he raised his right hand, pulling out the spear of God that had pierced Reinhardt!

Then, without hesitation, he stabbed at Reinhardt's eyebrow again!

……

……

Under the tower, the figure next to the sarcophagus revealed its true appearance.

It was Matt who suddenly disappeared in the tavern!

But at this moment Matt looked completely different from his previous crazy look, as if he was a different person.

Although the pupils were stained scarlet, they were more alert and agile.

He stared at the gap on the sarcophagus, and in a teasing tone, he suddenly smiled like a woman:

"Found you, little guy~"

His appearance hasn't changed in any way, but his feeling is very different.

"Although we don't have any feuds because you are too weak~ But I still have to say..."

"The guys who are already dead should not run out again. A peaceful death is your best destination."

No one responded, and he also didn't expect any reply, and stretched out his right hand with a smile.

Spread your hands upwards, and a dark light gradually condenses out of the void in the palm of your hand, shaped by invisible forces.

It was not the dry and filthy blood from Matt's body, but something deeper, like a source that devoured everything.

A dagger shining with scarlet light condensed out of his hand!

"Although he said he doesn't like daggers, based on what I know about him, he definitely likes them. He just refuses to admit it."

"What a duplicity man, but I still like this very much, there is really nothing I can do about it."

click.

When he reached out to touch the dagger, cracks appeared in Matt's body, as if time was passing by quickly on his body.

The body that looked like a zombie was further shriveled and shriveled, but fine and dense cracks appeared in an instant, as if it was about to collapse.

For such a situation, Ariana, who controls Matt, doesn't mind, and even observed the collapse process with great interest, and then said nonchalantly:

"It's really fragile. It seems that we can only go here. We still have to hurry up."

Step by step, every step, Matt's body collapsed and turned into powder and dissipated.

It was only five short steps, but before reaching the sarcophagus, Matt's body only had one leg and one arm left, and only half of his head was missing.

"Barely, that's it."

"This is a gift, for his trust... Hehe, no, this is our token of love."

Matt, who was left alone, nodded with a smile, and stabbed the dagger at the gap in the sarcophagus!

A pseudo-artifact that was born by bathing in the blood of the gods, exclusive to him.

"It's just an artifact, it's outrageous to be embarrassed like this."

……

……

"Painted out? Strange reaction..."

Shirin on the tower looked at the unconscious Fran strangely and blinked.

Why did you suddenly become unconscious?

I didn't say anything?

"Forget it, let's leave it alone, no one will find it here..."

Suddenly, the sound of tearing the air caused Shirene to turn her head sharply and set up her defense.

A figure covered in blood was pierced through the heart by a bloody spear, and was heavily nailed to the tower!

boom.

what! ! ?

About to teleport away to avoid this unknown battle situation, Xilin suddenly felt that this figure looked familiar...

! ! ! ! !

Eyes widened, Shirene could no longer speak at this moment.

"You... Ning!!?"

The sight in front of her made Shirene's blood run cold for an instant.

My whole body was cold, and I recalled one thing...

In the ears, the disgusting but insignificant prophecy sounded.

The prophecy of the unreliable old man said:

【"You will die in his arms."】

This sentence, like a curse, is destined not to become a reality.

Because, this prophecy can only be partially fulfilled in various ways.

Just like...

You will, die in his arms.

And according to the practice of only being half right...

It can also be said to be:

【He will die in your arms. 】

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