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But at the same time, he also hates people who hurt the weak for no reason. Those kinds of people are the worst!
"No, my reasons are quite valid."
Eugene lowered his voice, and a faint chuckle seemed to escape from beneath his cloak.
"On the other hand, even if it's just random nonsense, what can you do about it?"
“Even without my humble god today, you would all be dead long ago.”
"Seven years ago, it was exactly like that, wasn't it?"
!!!
In an instant, a chill ran up from everyone's tailbone!
The long-lost, almost body-stretching sense of oppression emanated from an unknown corner, reminding them of the chaotic apocalypse filled with blood and fire.
"Let me, your humble god, prove it to you."
Eugene chuckled and snapped his fingers, summoning his own fighters, the nightmares of the other side.
"Prove how incompetent you are." Again.
367 can gang up on each other, why bother with one-on-one fights?
"Let me prove it to you."
With a merciless sneer, Eugene snapped his fingers.
At that moment, the two warriors hidden in the darkness simultaneously exuded that captivating aura, a familiar sense of crisis like a frost storm, sweeping across the entire scene once again!
This, this feeling is!!
Among the adventurers, a few who had faced that "peak" and experienced "nightmare" and "despair" immediately began to tremble uncontrollably.
Extreme tension and fear from the depths of their souls caused their spines to ache, their bodies to stiffen, and their faces to be filled with immense shock!
impossible!
These two, possessing such powerful auras, should have long since returned to the celestial realm!
Even though time has passed and they have reached completely different levels, they have only now realized that the nightmare has never been rid of.
"Well……"
Ais's delicate hand gripped the hilt of her sword tightly. She and Ota stood at the very front of the group, like two upright walls.
But now, this reliable wall is shaking, because that intense, unknown yet familiar momentum is about to collapse!
Zheng!
As if to strengthen her convictions, Ais drew the Sword of Despair and unleashed a clear, sharp glint of light.
"If we're going to fight, then let's go!"
"We will never let you deny everything we've done!"
The girl's voice was high-pitched, brimming with intense emotion.
Around her, a whirlwind rose rapidly from the ground, its floating magic filled with stubbornness and unyielding spirit.
How could I easily give up the future that person entrusted to me!
"I see, this voice... has improved a little since then."
A cool, clear voice emerged slowly amidst a gray and white atmosphere. The gorgeous black dress and the silently swaying gray braids dragged one's memory back to seven years ago.
Undead...
This word pops into everyone's mind.
The silent Alfia, a spirit that should have vanished into the cracks of history, has actually returned!
“You…” Ais’s breathing became noticeably rapid. She stared at the figure that was all too familiar, recalling the memory that was all too vivid, but she couldn’t see through any clues.
Those present, including the Triads who had lived through the era of Zeus and Hera, and Otto, were even less able to distinguish between the real and the fake.
"Just think of it as resentment."
Alfia sighed softly, "Anger at this unjust fate has awakened me from hell."
"Looking back on the first half of my life, I realize that perhaps none of the things I did were truly what I wanted to do."
Bound by illness and overwhelmed by calamity, with nowhere else to turn, she participated in a plan that had been in place for seven years.
Looking back now, if I had the power myself, why would I have placed my hopes on others?
Chardo's words did indeed inspire her.
Having the greatest talent also means having the greatest pride.
Given the opportunity to prove herself, how could Alfia miss it?
call!
Her thoughts intensified, and her anger surged from her heart. In an instant, a gray-white domain, almost like a dark cloud pressing down, shocked everyone!
So strong!
Is she really that strong?!
It's on a completely different level compared to seven years ago!
Sure enough, Alfia at that time was not even at its last gasp!
Finn felt a chill run down his spine; even at level 7, he couldn't withstand this kind of pressure!
At that time, Riveria and Gareth were defeated in just one exchange.
Seven years later, they had reached a high level, but the pressure they felt was even more terrifying!
boom!
At this moment, a fierce and sharp sword aura suddenly erupted in the gray-white field.
It's Ota.
He drew a clear line between them, his calm eyes showing no sign of wavering.
He was well aware of Alfia's strength; he himself had been defeated with just one blow in the past.
Even when facing an opponent they might not be able to defeat, the fierce warrior still maintains his composure.
In his heart, there is only fighting.
"Since you're here..."
"Then, he shouldn't be absent either."
Since that god has specially prepared this scene, presumably another formidable opponent will also be ready.
tread.
tread.
tread.
In the gray realm that should have been silent and desolate, heavy footsteps and wild, bloodthirsty breaths approached from afar.
The man, clad in heavy armor, with a blood-red cloak billowing and wielding a giant sword, exuded a murderous aura that was not concealed in the slightest.
That is proof of the strong.
This is proof that he is by no means inferior to Alfia!
"Don't get too cocky, kid."
"I have nothing to say to you."
Chardo's voice was hollow, and the greatsword in his hand gleamed faintly with blood.
"Today, all I want to do is avenge this humiliation!"
"I will immediately prove that it was a mistake to place our so-called hope in a bunch of weak and incompetent people!"
"Yeah. ..... "
Ota's expression gradually hardened. "Then, bring it on!"
The sharp confrontation almost distorted the air. The two people forming a sharp angle formation began an invisible collision with two level 8, three level 7, and several level 6 and level 5 fighters!
"Ais! We're here to help you!"
Finn gestured for Gareth and Bert to follow him and be ready to act at any time, while the Amazon sisters and Riveria stood to one side, preparing to chant magic to provide support in the attack.
"Alright."
Alfia slowly drew the long, slender sword from her waist.
"Let me see how much progress a mediocre person can make in seven years."
……
In the divine space.
The castle's long corridors finally came to an end.
What came into view was a rather spacious hall.
Here, the material is also a clean and smooth gray-white.
The only color that intruded was Revis's striking fiery red hair.
"Why aren't you moving?"
The female swordsman looked at the stopped doll and was about to ask a question when her expression suddenly turned stern.
Soon, she slowed her pace and turned back with a cold look.
In contrast to the flames was a golden glow.
The elf, draped in an emerald green cloak and carrying a long sword at her waist, echoed her gaze with the same resolute and sharp eyes.
"It seems you're prepared to die."
With the heavy sword pinned to the ground, Ruiwei's smile was wicked, but upon closer inspection, one could not see any joy or anticipation in it.
She is pretending.