The rain suddenly fell from the sky, washed away the broken walls and ruins of the city, gathered into a stream, flowing through every bluestone slab in the streets and alleys, as if it had washed away the filth of the city.

Karandil was stopping and letting the rain fall on himself. His shoulders soaked his long silver hair and wet his pointed ears. The water splashes formed a layer of mist, soaking the wool velvet in the coat.

His eyes passed through the rain, looking at the towering giant trees in the sky, and the growing branches were turning to a standstill and suddenly stopped.

More and more people have also noticed this scene. The gray matter creatures like waves stopped before the position. They seemed to have fallen into a state of static collectively, twisting their torso in pain.

A tense atmosphere condensed in the heavy rain, and people did not dare to take a breath. The army of disaster branches was about to penetrate their defense, but what plot was the other party planning?

Until a dull crack sound came from the sky.

It made people involuntarily raise their heads and see the towering shadows in the sky curling and shrinking. A pale area on the surface of the giant tree is rapidly expanding. Wherever it passes, the branches of the disaster tree fall off one by one, as if they fall apart.

It finally made a low roar, and a crack sound came from between the trunks, breaking from the middle, slowly falling from the horizon like clouds.

The earth was shaking in the direction of the port, and the gray matter creatures in front of the formation fell in pieces like harvested wheat fields. The impact airflow mixed with rainwater hit everyone's face and hit everyone's face.

But people couldn't bear to blink a little longer and looked at this scene in disbelief.

The silent sound of rain seemed to be silently narrating something, without fighting, screaming, colliding with weapons, and slashing with swords, and the port calmed down for a moment.

Only the rain fell on the ground, and the gray and white corpses made a drizzle.

The guards' hands holding swords were even shaking slightly, and the rain flowed through their helmets and passed through their breastplate, like a hand, gently caressing the blood.

The muscles on their faces were tense, and even their mouths were wide open, they could not make any sound, as if they were afraid that one more syllable would make the terrible scene come back.

After standing in a daze for a moment, people reacted, and a kind of glory that survived the disaster arose naturally and occupied everyone's hearts.

But without ecstasy and shouting, everyone couldn't help but breathe heavily, as if enjoying this surviving breath. Many people even closed their eyes and only mixed tears into the rain.

At that last moment, miracles favored the land.

Most people don’t know that there are people behind this that are silently giving. They only know that they have won, and the disaster tree in the port is withering and dying on its own.

The barrier covering the city is gradually dissolution, and the gray earth is regaining vitality bit by bit under the erosion of rain.

People raised their hands, and the rain emitted a fluorescent green light, which was from the pity of the lady of nature.

"Long live Ms. Aimeya!"

"Long live the hill of giant trees!"

Fni looked at the shadow in front of her in disbelief, Linseya stood there, standing in the rain, smiling at the girls as she did before her lifetime.

"Linseya!" She rushed over and tried to hug the other person, but grabbed a hole, as if she had passed through an illusory shadow.

The girl in the shadow nodded slightly to her. It was time to say goodbye.

Goodbye, Fine, greet Merell on my behalf.

Goodbye, the hill of giant trees. Goodbye, my former companions. But it is not meaningless for us to do our best. At the last moment, fate still favored her.

She slowly turned around and remembered a lot in the dark, about the past and about her companions, but the deepest thing in her memory was the shadow that supported her in the painful time.

She had no idea when she would have dreamed of him.

"I will seek justice for you, Miss Merrell."

"All sacrifices are not meaningless."

Yes, you did it.

Thank you, Mr. Ed.

Fone had already cried bitterly in the heavy rain. She tried to hold a ball of air and hugged the phantom that had disappeared there. Under the stone slab, there was only a long-withered gray branch.

But under the branches of death, there is a sprouting new green in the rain, life and death are repeated, and the cycle continues.

At that moment, the girl finally understood what was going on.

A miracle has come.

But Mr. Ed, Merell and His Royal Highness did everything.

...

A gloomy gaze was looking at the chaos in the port through a window in the city hall. When the heavy rain fell, he let out a slight "典" sound from his mouth, gradually repelling the sneer on his face.

It seems that nothing can happen again. After preparing so much, Silver Wind Watcher failed in the end and sacrificed two high-level puppets. However, the Soul-Devouring Lord Amatus still failed to break through the plan of the Saints.

K shook his head gently. Since that's the case, he could only wait for that moment to come. However, this time it was not without gain. Although it was difficult for mortals to detect what was happening in the sea of ​​light, the moment of the twelve stars' glory has been confirmed, and the Holy Grail of the Elf should be about to appear.

K swept the window frame with his hands, then turned around and walked back. Since the planning had failed, there was no need to leave more here.

However, there are still some documents in the parliament that need to be destroyed. He likes to have a beginning and an end in his work, because many times the details determine success or failure.

He planned to go down to the parliament hall, and take away some clues left by the speaker before others had noticed the place, in case anyone noticed the existence behind it.

But K had just turned around and suddenly there was a warning. He subconsciously turned sideways and let out the wall next to him, and a crisp sound of shattering and a gray branch burst out from there like a spike.

If he hadn't avoided it, the spike would leave a hole in him. But what K noticed was not this gray thorn, but the vines growing along the wall, and the arching branches were forming a door.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The door opened from it, and someone jumped out of it and fell in front of him.

The young man who was a few years younger than him stood up and looked at him, a calm light flashing in his dark eyes.

The boy was wearing a gray alchemy coat and the iconic silver-white magic gloves. He had grown long hair over the years and his black hair was tied into a bunch behind his head.

K looked at the other party in amazement, but then smiled, "It turned out to be you."

In Istaniya, this young man defeated the blind god Descartes, but how could a mere mortal have the power to defeat the Dark Saints? He fully understood that it was Aimeya and that woman who chose each other.

K looked at the young man and showed a teasing look, "You think that if the saints choose you, you can be fearless, but unfortunately you know nothing about this game."

"You thought you won," he shook his head, "but it's just beginning, and the good show is still coming."

K looked around and saw that the other party blocked the only way to the parliament hall. He felt a little sorry for him, and it seemed that he could not organize the lost documents.

But it was not bad. The Speaker thought he had mastered their handles, but in fact he could only cause some minor trouble.

He did not intend to waste time with the other party. Although he was just a young boy with only three or four years of experience, he was worried that the movement here would attract the Dragon Knight.

K dropped this sentence and stepped back, then opened the window of the tower behind him, jumped and tried to escape from there.

But as soon as he retreated, Fang Yu confirmed the other party's identity - it seemed that it was the answer given to him by Elaine (Luminia).

But he did not chase after him immediately, but turned around and said softly: "Thank you for bringing me here, Miss Linseya."

Unfortunately, there was no response after the withered door, and the girl's ghost had already disappeared.

Fang Yu sighed slightly, turned around, and stretched out his hand towards the window that had been knocked open. In K's shocked gaze, the rain gathered into a silver-white mecha arm and grabbed him as he fell.

"White Knight!?"

"You are the Silver Level-"

K's eyes were almost glaring, and he suddenly thought of something, shot a hook rope in the air, trying to use the hook rope to avoid the attack.

But the hook rope shot out from the muzzle and hit a transparent thing in the air, falling down in the midst of sparks.

K stared at the squirming flames in that place, forming the image of a girl, and grabbed his hook and spit out a bite of fire and scrapped it.

Then he felt his body tightening and was tightly grabbed by the platinum palm. His arm rumbling through the outer wall of the tower and came to Fang Zhu.

Press him tightly to the floor.

"Who are you and what is your relationship with the Shadow Brotherhood?"

Fang Yu looked at him coldly and questioned. He pulled off the herald from the other party's shoulder and threw it in front of K. On the herald was a dagger that nailed the butterfly.

K stared at the other party, coughed twice, coughing blood, and his ribs broke. Fang Yu lacked patience and sympathy for this mastermind behind Lin Seya and more people.

"You know a lot," K smiled in a twist, "but what do you think you can get from me?"

He said, grinning and biting the metal button between his teeth, allowing the deadly venom to penetrate under his tongue.

But Fang Yu immediately noticed this, and he walked over and pulled the other person's mouth open, and K struggled and gritted his teeth.

But Fang Yu only raised his hand, and the arm that suppressed K immediately pressed the other party to the ground with two fingers, and then twisted one of his arms with his thumb and index finger.

With a 'click', K immediately screamed. Fang Yu took the opportunity to open the other party's mouth, glanced at it, then took out a syringe and stuck it around the other party's back neck.

K groaned and rolled his eyes immediately.

"Doesn't you look down on us too much when you perform this kind of thing in front of an alchemist?"

Fang Zhu stood up and looked at the other party who was lying on the ground like a dead dog and said coldly:

"This is a type XII-I alchemy antidote. It's a pity to use it on you, but I have a type XIV that works better. If you have any other poison, you can try it."

K said nothing. In fact, although the poison did not kill him, it had destroyed most of his body's functions. Even though he was not dead, he was just surviving.

Seeing this, Fang Yu didn't talk nonsense and immediately raised his hand, intending to break the other arm of the other party. But before he could exert force, K finally couldn't help but call him.

"etc……"

K made a hoho sound from his throat, like a dying beast. The poison damaged the nerves under his tongue, making his voice sound vague.

"…what do you want to know…Silver Wind Watchers plotted all this behind the scenes? There are people involved in the Council and the Union, and I can tell you everything I know, even about that part of the Dark Holy…"

"...but these are all ready-made facts. The Speaker left a list. The information on the list is much more complete than what I have given you. It is in the parliament hall below..."

But he shook his head, "...What else do you want to know? You don't have to do anything about the plans of the Dark Saints. The existences behind you will only know more in detail..."
To be continued...