Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 784 Check and Balance
died.

dying.

The sense of collapse near death made the young man almost suffocate. Although he has a hard body and the terrifying recovery ability brought by the heart of nature, his current position is even closer to the Nora Corridor, and the vigorous natural breath has already can give him enough support.

But at this moment, in his mind, there was only one bright red word constantly zooming in and flashing:

dead.

Will die will die will die will die will die will die, this time will really die!
While he locked Danya's filth with both hands, it meant that he was also restrained by the other party.And this big mouth that swelled enough to swallow his whole body didn't simply want to swallow him, the black mist that was gestating in it was impressive enough to make half of the existence of Kule Lanfen Mountain be wiped out. The prototype of the erasing attack!

At this distance, he has no possibility of evasion; the only feasible way is to spread the power of nature and escape through the gate of another dimension, but just like the previous failures, Danya's filth wiped out all the possible things around him. The mana space controlled is completely blocked, and he has nowhere to escape!
The pair of pale green pupils shrank to the extreme at this moment, and the spirit that bloomed because of the tempering of the body was gradually swallowed by the darkness.

He watched blankly as the big mouth slowly covered him in it, and the black mist wrapped around his body quietly, and began to analyze his composition, erasing his existence from the beginning——

ended.

Everything has been settled.

This kind of suffocation of death seems to have happened once before, but it cannot be compared to this time in terms of degree.

His mind was muddled, under the erosion of pollution, his soul was on the verge of being broken, and he could only watch the flashing scenes.The things I did after I came to this world seem to be very distant things, but I really counted them with my fingers, and it’s only been a thousand days since I counted them all——

All the way back, all the way back, I saw the thin boy holding the girl's hand walk out of the dilapidated village, I saw the zombies wandering in the village full of dead bodies, I saw the cold second floor of the blacksmith's shop, and I was unconscious on the bed with my stomach open. A boy with a big hole...

The world fell into darkness.

But the tumbling of the picture is still going on. He watched a large section of black "film" flashing past his eyes, and soon brightened up, elves' dungeons, halfling villages, dwarves' taverns, and a bustling seaport. City.A large number of troops retreated into the city, and the thick bones receded like an ebb tide. Wearing tattered equipment and holding a rusty dagger, they retreated into the novice village. Standing in the welcoming square where all players will come, watching the priest Chant aloud:

"By Danya—"

"May the stars shine on you—"

"boom!"

The sound of shattering exploded in his ears, and the scenes of this scene disappeared in front of Cyril's eyes in an instant. His eyes quickly refocused, and seeing the big mouth that had covered his whole body, it was like a leak Like the balloon in his hand, it quickly collapsed, and the gap in this balloon was appearing beside his ear.

"Ho ho ho ho ho ho..."

There was a violent noise from Danya's filthy body in front of him, and Cyril finally reacted from the inconceivable escape from death. Looking at the convulsed Yujie's body in front of him, he called out [Holy Sister] without any hesitation. Igwok of the White Alliance], pure holy light bloomed from the blade, and the magic power of the whole body poured out, ruthlessly bombarding Danya's filthy abdomen.

That seemingly soft body flew backwards for thousands of miles in an instant. It is true that such an offensive is not enough to cause much damage to Tris's monster-like body, but this is Cyril's filthy fight with Danya , the first time to gain an advantage!
He didn't have time to think about what happened to Danya's filthy body, and was about to chase it at full speed-in terms of physical strength, his physique, which had been beaten countless times, was not inferior to Tris's body, and he could even do something Back and forth, and that's when he strikes back.

But just when he was about to leave, he caught a glimpse of a body falling from the sky——

"Cyril, Cyril!"

"Caroline?!"

From the struggling movements and voice, Cyril could recognize that it was Caroline, not Tris.Although he had always been concerned about why Tris would always follow behind him and not launch any substantial attack on Danya's filth, but at this time Caroline took over the body, which meant that Tris had launched his offensive— —

He landed under Caroline in a flash, and reached out to catch her. Before he could ask, Caroline shouted: "Leave me alone, Tris has gone into a filthy body, he said he would hold her back, You come to end Danya's filth!"

Cyril was stunned for a moment, Caroline had already struggled hard, and rolled down from Cyril's arms, and at the same time, a series of "bitter and bitter" sounds sounded from below, and a high-pitched pile of white bones The wall held her firmly.

Cyril no longer looked at Caroline, he dodged again, and followed Danya's filth closely.

"Tris... restrained Danya's filth, that is to say, I was not killed by Danya's filth just now, it was Tris who did it..."

As his mind wandered, he had already caught up with Danya's filth, and was immediately stunned by the scene in front of him.

That graceful and mature body was still intact, and the last blow that Cyril sent really failed to cause any damage to his body.

But this body was floating in mid-air at this time, and the pitch-black chains extending from nowhere tightly wrapped around his limbs, pulling him into a "big" shape.

What is even more incomprehensible is His head.

The head that had swollen and extended into a big mouth had returned to its original shape, but a large piece was missing in the upper right corner, and it was completely hollow, without any sign of repair.

And on the side of His neck, there is a black and red flower blooming alternately, the size of a human face. It blooms there delicately, giving people an extreme charm, but at the same time exudes a sign of extreme danger.

"Flowers of death."

The mouth suddenly opened, and the voice was indifferent and without any emotion: "You want to regain control of your body through the source of the authority of the God of Death?"

"Ridiculous idea."

"What's the difference between this and those gods and creatures trying to escape from the wave of the end?"

"My dear Tris?"

This is Danya's filthy voice—compared to other filth, his "soul" is more complete, with the ability to talk and think normally.

"Is there any problem?" The mouth opened again, and this time it was Tris's voice that Cyril was familiar with.It's just that in Danya's filth, that is, his body, his voice is calmer and more charming than when he was in Caroline's body.

"Didn't you also fail to fully grasp this body? After nearly two years of wanton expansion, let your agent absorb the power for your recovery. After doing everything you can, aren't you still so 'weak'?"

weak?Cyril narrowed his eyes slightly, and he subconsciously realized that every word Tris said at this time had a very important meaning.

"You mean compared to me in the era when the gods ran away with their tails between their legs? Then I am indeed much weaker... Hehe, hehehe..."

This time it was Danya's filthy voice again, and Tris and Danya's filth were fighting for control of the body, speaking alternately——

"But Tris, have you ever thought of one thing?"

"Isn't my weakness just because the power of the world created by the damned Danya is constantly weakening?"

"When this world is too weak to support my recovery, it also means that the infinite restart that Danya and the others created for it has come to an end—"

"In such a world, who do you think can stop the end from coming?"

Danya's filthy words made Cyril's hair stand on end. At this moment, he realized clearly that there was one point that they had neglected——

As Danya's filth said, the power level of this world is constantly falling. From the initial natural disasters everywhere, Chaofan is not as good as a dog, to Chaofan as a pillar, natural disasters as the upper-level combat power, and now Chaofan is almost the peak , the professional level is the mainstay...

They have been thinking about the decline of the power of the end, compared with the speed of the decline of the power of the world, whether the power of civilization cannot sustain it first, or the power of the end collapses first.

But they didn't think about it, it was absorbing the power of this world that revived the end——

Why doesn't the end destroy this world at the beginning of a new era?Because in Danya's filthy mouth, this is the "infinite restart" created by the gods for this world. The objects of this restart include filth, and they need to be reactivated, which will take quite a while.

And the filth will eventually recover. When the power left by the gods is exhausted, and the last life of infinite resurrection is also exhausted, then this world will usher in final destruction.

"I think... it's either this era of civilization, or the next era of civilization, Tris."

"The new order is destined to come, Tris, you still have a chance to submit to the end..."

Danya's filth is still babbling, and he seems to enjoy the situation that Tris is suppressed by his words and cannot speak back.

And Tris was silent for a short time, until Danya's filth stopped, and then regained control of the speech.

"I think you're thinking too much." Her voice became more composed and confident.

"I think too much? What are you referring to?" Danya's filth shook his head leisurely, "Although I also understand that you would rather be completely broken than plunge into the psychology of the end..."

"No." Tris interrupted him, "It's not this sentence, but the previous one - you don't have to wait until the next civilization era. In this civilization era, your existence will be completely wiped out, and the end will also be wiped out." Destroyed, never to return!"

At this moment, His eyes turned red that belonged to Tris, staring at Cyril like a jumping soul flame.

This burning soul only lasted for a moment, and dissipated when the right to speak was taken away by Danya's filth.Danya's filth laughed so wildly that the black clouds high in the sky trembled:
"Will I be erased? Tris, have you lived too long and are you crazy? You don't know how long you can stay in this body? I will be able to break away from the God-lock chain later, and the flower of death will also Wither, you will get out of this body first, now this is my body!"

"Or, are you counting on this weak thing? Do you think I can't kill him? When I fully integrate with this body, look at him—"

"Yes."

Those eyes were instantly filled with red again.

"He is very weak, how can there be any creatures that are not weak to you and me?"

"You can indeed kill him. Aside from your distorted power obtained by distorting Danya, my body alone is enough to kill him."

"But you also said that the prerequisite is to wait for you to fuse with this body—"

"Do you think you still have this chance?"

He shook his head slightly, his long white hair swaying like fluttering snow.

"Adrien." He said, "Remember Misha and what they said?"

"Misha?" Cyril was stunned for a moment, and the voice of Miss Elf when she saw him off immediately echoed in his mind:
"Family, everything I believe in, my god."

"The power of your believers will always follow you. You take care of the world, and the world will also give you its piety. I hope you must remember this."

He seemed to feel that Miss Elf's lips were close to his ears, and the moist and hot words jumped in his ears word by word, making his weak soul tremble.

Also, and what they said—

His thoughts drifted back to the gate of the naturally prosperous city in an instant, and the voices of the people he trusted were loud and firm:
"May the stars shine on you—"

Ah, may the stars shine on you.

What a beautiful word.

From entering the game as a player to becoming the pinnacle of the game's world, it has been with itself.

"The stars have been shining on you, Adrian."

"Although the gods have long gone, as you have heard, they have used their power to create an infinite restart of this world. They have always been with you, and they have always been watching you. The starry sky is their view your expectations."

"And now, a new starry sky is needed."

He spoke softly, his voice was calm and powerful.

"He can't control his body now, and his soul is still adapting to this world."

"Only gods can completely erase the soul, but gods cannot completely erase their own filth. This is the reason why filth can continue to wreak havoc in this world."

"Countless eras of civilization have changed. This world has come to an end, and the end has also come to an end. This is the last battlefield and the last chance for living beings."

"so……"

"Adrien, take the only way."

"Be a god, Adrian."

(End of this chapter)