The End

"Almost there."

Jessie sniffed the air and swung her tail off the other side of her body.

"The arrangement of the temporary teleportation circle has been completed. However, once the circle is activated, even if we do not activate it, the most effective materials can only remain valid for five hours... Mr. Ramon and Mr. Wright It's been over seven hours of fighting, maybe we should finish it later."

"Don't worry, darling. They won't be fooling around with this kind of thing, they'll both be real. Wait for my signal - we've got to get these two first, after all. Send them to the surface before they can slip away."

Jessie licked her wet nose.

"I wonder how our Godwin Lopez is doing now?"

Not far from the city center.

Godwin Lopez was blank, but not the bad kind.

In addition to the strength of the warriors themselves, there are countless factors that affect the real battle - from the environment, weapons and equipment, the possible follow-up effects of the war, to the air humidity, mood, and tension.

Pure personal combat power is just a simple part of this complex formula.

Godwin Lopez's first encounter with such a fight.

No hatred, no worries, no horrific responsibility on your shoulders. He only needs to control the team in a suitable position and at the same time attract the attention of the so-called "Demon King" in front of him.

Even if he knew in advance that the real Demon King was not in front of him, he couldn't help but take it seriously.

For the first time since entering the abyss, Godwin's blood began to boil. There is no need to look forward and backward, and keep thinking about other things. Those intricate situations, the worrying past and future, all disappeared from his mind at this moment.

Along the way, he did have a long headache because of Oliver and Debbie's unabashed beaming, but if that was the price of joining the fight, it was well worth it.

The turquoise feathers on the edges of the black wings cut four dazzling arcs in the dim battlefield.

The most powerful and...safest enemy in the world.

Not for others, not for mission, just to "help". He finally put all the world behind him, and Godwin was wrapped in unprecedented peace and happiness.

Just a simple, hearty battle.

I don't know if it was Nemo Wright's advance arrangement, all the attention of "Lord of Illusion" was focused on Godwin. The remaining members of the expeditionary force were rarely attacked, and the strongest human beings were obviously able to withstand such a concentrated attack—

Attack spells brushed across the body, and the sharp blade of the counter-attack lifted the scales. Godwin no longer had time to think about "what he looked like", all he knew was that the blood was hitting the eardrum and every pore was dilating. The body is freed from the shackles of the spirit, as light as a feather.

The sword in his hand has never been so obedient to the command, and the pains that have run through life are thus brought to an end and attributed to memory one by one.

Enjoying it himself, Godwin couldn't help feeling this ridiculous.

Behind him, the giant dragons returned to their original sizes, and continued to bombard the relatively soft abdomen of the beast with spells, helping him control the "Demon King" in a certain area. Debbie used magic to support extremely strong protection, and the shiny green protective cover protected the weakest positions of the army, ensuring that he would not be distracted by the safety of the people below.

The elves surround the outermost side to ensure that the magic puppet will not disrupt the army formation. The one-eyed dwarves jumped up and down, and placed short-term forbidden magic circles under the Demon King's feet, preventing the Demon King from summoning giant magic puppets.

All races perform their duties, forming a huge orchestra with blades and spells as instruments, playing a symphony of blood and fire without any confusion.

The warriors looked at their totems, and the strongest human on the horizon was like a commander. The orange-red light that erupted around Godwin Lopez almost turned into gold, swallowing up the waves of darkness—

Even if the enemy is outrageously terrifying, maybe... you can survive and win.

It was not until the scenery began to change rapidly that Godwin realized that the "Demon King" in front of him was retreating towards the center of the city.

[Nemo has everything planned in town. 】Oliver's voice in the memory awakened him from that wonderful sense of happiness, 【His creation has no thoughts, and sensing Nemo's weakness, it will instinctively lean towards the center of the city. 】

With the power of Jesse and Ed, they can make a very powerful top-level teleportation spell, which can teleport me and Nemo out in that moment. 】

【Let's not say "uh" a few times, or how nonsense the middle paragraph sounds, especially like what you thought temporarily. 】At that time, he responded calmly, 【What about the expedition army, what are you going to do? 】

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【Where are your companions? 】

[Dalla Lane will bring back my horse and sheep, Jesse and Ed are so strong that they can leave on their own. As a demon, Baglmore just needs to fly away from the bottom of the abyss ahead of time. 】

【One more question, if you take Wright away, what will happen to the fake devil Wright made? 】

[It will crash. 】

[Then the expedition will think I killed it, right? 】

[Uh, yes. But it's not something I can decide for myself, so I want to discuss this with you—]

[I decline. 】 Godwin shook his head firmly, 【I don't need this title, and I don't need you to do the same thing as your father. Since the fake demon king will retreat to the center of the dead city by himself, you should have time to cut it yourself before you leave. I would say this is our collaboration. 】

And this collaboration is finally about to begin.

The warriors of the expedition are not sheep who must follow the leader. The war has been going on until now, and the "nineteenth generation" in front of it is terrifying, but its fighting style tends to be more defensive, and it keeps retreating.

Although the battle in front of them is approaching white-hot, the attention of many people began to turn to the direction where the Demon King retreated, attracted by the abnormal energy in the center of the dead city.

The elves who like to move in groups of two or three have already risen into the air, trying to see one or two from the ominous energy ball expanding outward in the center of the dead city. Several gatekeepers have even left the team and moved towards the center of the city.

It should be time.

Godwin, who has always attracted most of the attention of the "Demon King", dodged a black flame, swung down the holy sword in his hand, and slashed one of the wings of the beautiful creature. The alien beast in front of him let out a roar, raised its wings that sprayed black blood, and finally rushed towards the city.

However, everyone in the expedition force was not stunned by the victory at hand, and the representatives of various races were not stupid enough to choose to quarrel at this time. There were almost no casualties, but the soldiers gathered together more cautiously, and the formation did not disperse at all.

Horizon as the vanguard pursues at the fastest speed. After more than ten minutes, the entire army rushed to the middle of the dead city, and was immediately held in place by the scene in front of them.

The nineteenth generation demon king is collapsing.

The huge alien beast gradually melted in the literal sense, and the hard black scales turned into a thick black liquid.

It is stepping on a huge, invisible magic circle under its feet. The magic circle is running with vigorous surface magic, and the brilliance of the magic circle is getting stronger and stronger. Perhaps the weakness of the Demon King was the result of this magic circle—the dazzling white light devoured all the shadows cast by the Demon King.

Near the Demon Lord, Godwin Lopez seemed to be exhausted and half-knelt.

Oliver Lopez held a figure tightly in his left hand, with a strange smile on his face, and the aura around him could be described as terrifying. The ominous light on the bone sword in the right hand became stronger and stronger, like another surviving Demon Lord.

Debbie Wright of Horizon slammed her hands over her mouth, a little tear flashing in her eyes. There were a few curious gatekeepers who wanted to get close, but they were so overwhelmed by the momentum that they couldn't get close.

That move, no matter what, must have accumulated to the limit.

"No!" Someone subconsciously shouted, "This **** wants to—"

Unfortunately, a simple cry could not stop what happened next.

The beam is lasing.

An uncomfortable gray-white light penetrated the head of the "Lord of Illusions", and the huge body of the Demon King stagnated in place. Just like the countless previous demon kings in the legend, it began to collapse rapidly, turning into a translucent black liquid, releasing countless miasma.

It stands to reason that the expeditionary force should leave here immediately and go to the vicinity to find the bone jade that appears.

But no one cheered, no one cried, no one even recovered.

Compared to the previous battles that took several months, this expedition only lasted about a day. It went smoothly like a trap, and no one was willing to buy it subconsciously—this directly caused no one to accept the reality in their eyes for a while, until the tremor recalled everyone from their stupor.

With the death of this generation of demon kings, the bottom of the abyss did not calm down, but began to tremble more and more strongly. The dead city began to disintegrate, and the sound of explosions sounded all around.

Countless huge stones fell from the sky above the bottom of the abyss, and the battlefield instantly turned into a tomb that was about to be filled.

"Retreat!" Godwin Lopez shouted hoarsely. He used magic to raise his voice to the maximum, then mounted his equally exhausted mount and rushed towards the rear of the army.

"But bone jade..." The human powerhouse closest to him spit out half a sentence of doubt.

"Withdraw—!"

The shocking facts are ahead, and the deadly crisis is behind, no one wants to doubt the hero's words - just teleport to the shallow depths of the abyss, anyway, the remaining materials are sufficient, they can wait for this inexplicable collapse after the end Explore the bone jade again.

The expedition force quickly changed its formation and used the fastest teleportation formation to withdraw.

Shamelessly stealing the last blow, Oliver Ramon, who will be awarded the title of "Brave", is still standing in the dazzling white circle, motionless.

Godwin Lopez didn't care about him, but the few gatekeepers who had just returned home made a sound.

"Oliver Lopez, time to leave."

"I want to guard my treasure." The head of the tumbleweed's voice was annoyingly brisk, "Go away."

"Treasure? Do you want to take the opportunity to hide the bone jade?...Your greed will kill you."

"Someone said that to me before, but apparently I'm alive and well."

Oliver Lopez did not deny the guess, the smile on his face became brighter, but the threat spit out of his mouth became colder.

"Why, if you guys are still here, trying to obstruct me... I'll have to clean you up."

Several gatekeepers looked at each other, lit a paper spell, and disappeared into the air.

Oliver breathed a sigh of relief, and he knelt down on the circle.

Since the end of the battle with Nemo, his power transmission has not been cut off.

Before Nemo was completely on the verge of death, he couldn't risk taking away the power that protected the last bit of life. The demand for this piece of flesh and blood seemed like a bottomless pit, and he had to prepare for the final explosion, and he could not tolerate the slightest distraction.

Fortunately, the battlefield is finally empty again.

Oliver kissed Nemo's slightly cold ear, and stared at the huge beast that kept melting.

In front of him, the huge false creation finally completely melted, and not a single black scale remained.

The time of the devil's death has come.

Oliver didn't say anything to remind Jesse and Adrian who were hiding in the dark, he had a more direct way-

The last force exploded at one time around the newborn god's body. After continuous delivery, the terrifying force of flesh and blood was perfectly simulated successfully.

Since Godwin's arrival, the circle that has been flickering dazzlingly has finally been activated.

Just a moment.

At the bottom of the abyss, on the collapsed battlefield, there is no one left.

At that moment, everyone on the edge of the big teleportation array could feel their feet empty. The ground beneath their feet seemed to shrink inward, as if falling asleep as they approached the hallucinations of falling.

The bottom of the abyss is collapsing at a terrifying speed, but no one is in the mood to consider whether this is normal.

"Quick!" After Godwin commanded the horizon to break, one person fell behind.

"Dalalay...Dala!" Godwin roared, kicking the last member of Horizon into the circle. "This place is about to collapse!"

"I know."

The grey parrot dragged the sheep away through the teleportation array long ago, and the braided girl led the horse into the teleportation array, but she was still standing outside.

"I knew you wouldn't be kind enough to come down and show us the way." Godwin panted wearily. "Whatever you want to do, come with me first... If something happens to your shell here, Oliver will be sure—"

"I wouldn't do that stupid waste."

The braided girl looked at the bottom of the gradually shattering abyss.

"...Godwin Lopez, you know? On the deathbed of every human being I deal with, I ask them a question. 'What do you regret most in your life? '"

"What the **** are you..."

"Until now, I have not been able to understand all the information. Because many of the answers given to me are trivial things. Obviously it is such a long and rich life, and it has gone through countless fates The twist - one of the idiots even told me what he regretted most was not giving her a parting kiss before he left home many years ago."

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, come here!"

Dara Lennion penetrated her chest with one hand, ripped open his chest bloody, and pulled out a bright red eyeball. Then the demon took off the orange-red spar pendant on his chest and wrapped it around the eyeball.

"If I had given him a little more strength, maybe the results would have changed... Now I can more or less understand those inexplicable answers."

The eyeball flew away with the pendant, submerged in endless darkness and dust.

“…Now that’s all right, let’s go.”

The braided girl turned her face with a calm expression. She picked up the skirt and stepped into the teleportation array, without looking back.

In this way, after the last member of the expedition left, the teleportation formation finally dimmed, and was immediately buried by countless falling boulders.

Meanwhile, somewhere in the border forest between Garland and Alban.

The Sword of Rest lay quietly on the grass on one side, and its owner remained kneeling.

Oliver's arms were not empty.

…they did it.

After leaving the abyss, he began desperately to heal his lover who had only one breath left. Now Nemo, with his chin resting on his shoulder, slept soundly, his heartbeat weak but regular.

Oliver didn't realize that he was bursting into tears until he started breathing hard.

The black armor was barely damaged, he staggered and hugged Nemo, leaning against a nearby tree. After struggling to adjust his posture for a while, he sat up against the tree, resting his lover's head on his legs.

After doing all this, he covered his eyes with one hand, no longer trying to control the tears.

The sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, leaving patches of light on the grass. The leaves are green, the birds are singing gently, and the air is humid and warm, just like the summer when the escape began three years ago.

"Good morning, Ollie."

A weak but gentle voice entered his ear.

"'No matter how bad things get, I'll always greet you with a smile. At least I won't cry like the first time.'…Who said that?"

His Demon Lord stretched out a blood-stained hand and poked the tip of his nose in revenge.

"And, where is my ring, Mr. Brave?"