I, holding a long sword in my hand, only know one move

Angelica was not delusional, Gracefield was indeed shining.

This is the only and last resort.

Use that nameless slash.

That is the strongest attack under the constraints of the system, and it is also the strongest attack that still belongs to oneself after leaving the system.

But without the protective effects of various props, this will be a full blow that sacrifices this body and even part of his soul.

The human body cannot withstand the power of the regular level, even with the resilience support of the Blood Realm Familiar.

Phil knew clearly that after wielding the knife in his hand, he would disappear into thin air, his body would collapse irrevocably and turn into scattered dust, as if he had never appeared in this world.

But maybe that's the right answer.

History has never been changed, I am just one of them, being pushed forward by the turbulent tide along the timeline that should have happened.

Until they completely overlap with it, regardless of each other.

"Is this the first time Mr. Claus has heard that?" Phil asked.

"Yes, for the first time. I totally agree with that...."

"I heard this from a friend. I mentioned it when I was chatting with you. Friends who are like family."

After using a wide range of moves, Klaus kept breathing heavily and straightened his body up like a folding ruler.

"Honored."

"That person is you."

What?

Klaus fell into shock when he heard the last words from Phil.

When Klaus wanted to call her again, he discovered that the communication between the two had been interrupted.

Among the dark and gloomy ruins, a dazzling sword light rose from the ground, and struck the huge existence that covered the entire sky with a powerful blow like an eagle striking the sun.

Compared with the huge existence that covered the sky and the sun, the white sword light seemed so small, as if it would be annihilated the moment it touched its fingertips.

But an incredible scene happened.

Under the surprised gazes of the members of the Warlock Association, the huge entity on the screen that represented the existence of the earthquake disaster was beginning to collapse bit by bit from the fingertips.

"what happened?"

It was as if the huge pillar connecting the worlds collapsed into powder from bottom to top, and black dust fell from the vast sky like volcanic ash.

There are also beautiful white spots mixed in, like a gray fine snow without temperature, and there is no one above the ruins.

"She succeeded...how is that possible?"

Angelica stared blankly at the rapidly rising stable readings on the screen. An earthquake disaster that was theoretically impossible to prevent had an entire arm shattered like this?

The eyeballs that broke through the hole in the void closed again, and a deep wailing like crying came from the sky.

"Report, the earthquake disaster existence is returning to the void rift! The arrival has been prevented! Repeat, the arrival has been prevented!"

"Then what are you waiting for? Restart the Great Barrier, now!"

"yes!"

The clarion call for counterattack had been sounded, and the warlocks in the human world saw the dawn of hope for victory. They cheered up again and immediately got up and devoted themselves to the work of restarting the entire barrier.

As the barrier pillars wrapped with golden spells lit up one after another, the great barrier of Hersalemzi once again pulled the fallen sky back to its proper height, and the city shrouded in mist immediately became hazy.

The balance was corrected, cognition was rewritten, and this unknown history was completely covered with a curtain representing the ending and became a legend.

...

When Klaus opened his eyes again, everything returned to how it was at the beginning. The doomsday scene seemed like a real dream, existing only in his vague memory.

This is the intersection of the real world and the other world. It is a surreal city where ghosts and monsters run rampant.

Hershalemz Lot.

"The war is over, Mr. Claus, but it has only just begun."

Klaus heard the sound and looked back. The elder was carrying

Stand behind yourself with your hands.

"Next, the task of maintaining the balance of the world in this city will be left to you."

"What happened?" Klaus asked.

The elder was silent for a while.

"I don't know, maybe someone used their own life to put this city back on the scale. This opportunity is hard-won, so please cherish it."

"Oh, by the way." The elder asked: "Have you thought about the name of this new organization?"

Klaus looked around, and the people who survived the battle to defend the barrier pillar were standing behind him.

There is his partner, Stephen A. Staffis, and other people who have met each other once before, who can be named.

Zab Revelo, K.K., Jane Wong, Patrick, Nika, and many more...

"Have you decided, Leader?" Stephen patted his shoulder.

"Yes." Klaus nodded, "This is what a good friend told me many years later... I will also regard her as one of the founders of this organization and inherit the will to never give up easily. , the name is..."

...

"Lebra!"

Chapter 180 Returning to the Little Garden, an unexpected encounter

The picture in front of him was reorganized by the blue information flow, and Cheng Rang's consciousness returned to the box court again.

He lowered his head and looked at himself, and the familiar feeling returned again. He gently tried to figure out the white long knife hanging on his waist, and Cheng Rang looked around.

This is [Corridor]

That is where he left as Gracefield.

"Did you really come back with your true body?"

There was nothing that could be done about it. After all, at the last moment of Hershalemz Lot's life and death, he finally struck out with that sword.

The Nameless Sword, which kills with one strike, has a conceptual level of slashing that is sure to hit, and will kill when it hits. At the same time, it will also pay a huge price. To put it simply, if you don't use this BUG-level large size, it will basically be a limit change. one.

The specific effect is unknown, but at least it is certain that the existence of the earthquake disaster was repelled, but it was not completely defeated.

Otherwise, no one would be able to summon His incarnation again three years later, along with the biggest Lebra eviction incident in history.

"Sure enough, human beings have their limits..." Cheng Rang shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Use your mind to read the system interface again, and this time the system finally responded to you.

[Side mission: The legend of the guardian of the scales in another world]

[Mission goal: As "Gracefield", explore the timeline of the origin of Hersharemus Lot in the legend of the Little Garden, and the reason why the secret society Lebra appeared in the world of the Little Garden. Progress: 99%] (not completed)

"Ninety-nine percent progress?"

Cheng Rang stared at the mark on the task panel for a long time.

What else is missing?

Stepping out of the small room with his head lowered, Cheng Rang couldn't help but squint his eyes due to the dazzling sunlight outside the corridor.

After returning here from the foggy city, I still need to get used to it again.

"Cheng Rang? Why are you here? Where is Phil?"

Bai Yaksha's very recognizable voice came. Looking over, she was sitting cross-legged on a stone bench by the road. It seemed that she had been waiting for a long time.

"White Yaksha..."

This is great, how should I explain it?

It was obviously Gracefield who went in, but it was Cheng Rang who came out. Bai Yaksha, who had been waiting outside, didn't see anyone else passing by at all.

Bai Yasha obviously began to doubt his identity again, and whether he was playing tricks on her in some way that she didn't know.

"Uh, about this..." Cheng Rang scratched the back of his head with a headache, and her eyes became sharper as she stared at her.

"I want to ask you a few questions first."

"Problem?" Bai Yaksha waved his folding fan and said, "It depends on the situation!"

"Tsk..."

"Hey! What's going on with that rude look you're looking at like a hopeless money addict? Take it back!"

...

The two Thousand Eyes gold coins were put into Bai Yaksha's arms. She seemed a little satisfied. She lay down on the bench looking relaxed and said, "Okay, just ask."

"People who rely on legends to gain godhood, or who appear in the small garden...well, how do they usually get here?"

"Are you asking how a guy like Pest showed up?"

"That's about the same thing." Cheng Rang nodded after thinking for a moment.

Bai Yaksha didn't seem to want to answer this question. She helplessly stared at the black-haired man in front of her and looked up and down several times before slowly saying: "You haven't read a single book, have you?"

"ha?"

"This kind of problem can be found everywhere in your NoName underground library. To put it simply, the guys in the small garden basically rely on the evolution of human history to exist and be born, whether it is urban legends, fairy tales, prophecies or Major historical events. When those things happen, corresponding existences will be born in the small garden."

The Little Garden is a stage created to allow powerful gift holders to have a fun and enjoyable time. The world was originally built by God to guide the correct development of the outside world.

Due to the interdependence of divine species and human history, human beings perished at the same time

The world of Little Garden will also be destroyed, so correspondingly, when a major change occurs in human history, gods will also be born.

Cheng Rang asked: "So the historical transition period is particularly important?"

"Yes."

"If you want to trace the origin of the community..."

"Just go and watch." Shiroyasha stood up from the chair and patted the hem of his kimono: "I know you still have questions, tell me, where are you going?"

"Hakoniwa Nishi Ward,**

**Exterior doors. Cheng Rang subconsciously looked at the reward information on the task panel and said.

Following Bai Yaksha through the realm gate, Cheng Rang stared at the crowded street in front of him. This place was located on the middle floor of the small garden, which was much busier than the upper floor.

The Western-style buildings, and the way various races coexist here are somewhat reminiscent of the previous HL.

Looks familiar....

I don't know why, it was obviously the first time for Cheng Rang to come here, but he was very familiar with the terrain here, as if he had lived here for a long time.

He didn't even mean to find anyone to ask for directions. Cheng Rang took the initiative to cross Bai Yaksha and took on the role of leading the way.

This feeling of familiarity becomes stronger as we get closer to our destination.

Turning around the ground paved with bluestone bricks, Cheng Rang walked into an alley. At the end of it was an old brown-red wooden door.

He stopped, stared at the wooden door in front of him and murmured: "This is it..."

Bai Yaksha poked his head out from behind Cheng Rang and looked at the ordinary wooden door in front of him with him: "Where is this place?"

"This is where the truth ends. To be honest, I don't know where it is."

"You're quite a weird person."

"I don't deny it." Cheng Rang smiled and shrugged, walking towards the wooden door in front of him.

Just when Cheng Rang wanted to reach out and hold the round door handle, he was suddenly stopped by Bai Yaksha.

Snapped.

The folding fan gently placed on Cheng Rang's outstretched hand, Bai Yaksha said in a deep voice: "Hey, there's something wrong with this door. It seems to have a gift similar to the anti-theft spell... If I open it like this... I don’t rule out that something bad will happen.”

Cheng Rang immediately raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? The strongest class ruler is actually afraid of a wooden door?"

"..."