The pouring rain washed the entire battlefield of the Field of the Holy Spirit. In the wilderness, the rain mixed with blood turned into a palpitating red stream, meandering and crissling. The spreading water vapor mixed with the uncontrollable magic of the mighty as they fell, forming a thick fog that could barely be seen through the senses of the gods. Deadly toxins and berserk elementals boiled through the mist, eroding every moving individual. Walking in such an environment, ordinary people may turn into a ball of blood in a matter of minutes. Even the Evergreen Hermitage Society, a powerful elven forbidden army composed entirely of mortal elves, seemed to consume all their physical strength and spirit with every step they took.

This is what Elder Nick Fols and his comrades saw when they arrived on the battlefield of the Battle of the End, which had already ended.

The campaign is theoretically over, but the battle is far from over. The soldiers on both sides, who had already been red-eyed, although they had completely lost all orders from the command level, and could not even find their immediate superiors, still continued to fight like madmen who had lost their minds. In other words, it is more like a group of berserk beasts, in addition to completely killing the "enemy" in front of them, their minds have been automatically blocked from all external information.

The forbidden soldiers of the Evergreen Hermitage worked hard to find traces and news of the Lord, but in this battlefield where nearly a million people had gathered, the length and width of the battlefield had reached tens of kilometers, and the fog was still thick with no fingers visible, this was destined to be an impossible task. At that time, they had not yet received the news that the last High King of the Elves had fallen.

"We killed several groups of soldiers who had fallen into a frenzy, both 'enemies' and our members who had lost their minds." The elder said, "Such a powerful and honorable warrior has become like a beast that only knows how to kill. That scene is a nightmare that has haunted me for thousands of years. Then, the scarred Nightmare King Belat Mea. It staggered in front of us. ”

Belat Mea, who was seriously injured by the Golden King, no longer looked like a goddess with high divine powers, but more like a weak girl who had lost all her courage and fighting spirit. She looked pitifully at the elven forbidden guards who appeared in front of her, and begged them to let her live with sad eyes.

Surely this is the same as the one's method, right? However, there is nothing new about pretending to be pitiful. But if the appearance is high enough and the acting skills are good enough, it is a useless means. The reason why there is no novelty is because it is very good to use and is used by everyone?

However, the Nightmare King's plea has not yet worked, and the Golden King, who ******** wants to "kill her to avenge his wife", has already arrived. This king of kings, who fought for days and nights and killed countless strong men, had already reached the limit of his physical and mental strength at this time, however, with this last bit of obsession. He had never been thrown away by a real body that ******** wanted to escape.

"Kill it! My friends! King Girshalad looked at the new forces of his allies who had suddenly arrived, and seemed to have finally let go of the big stone in his heart: "Catch her!" Let me complete my revenge! And I, too, will be forever grateful for your loyalty and bravery! ”

After the adventure of nine deaths and a lifetime, he finally arrived on the battlefield, but he was faced with such a choice. Although the hermit warriors present were all scarred, for the soldiers who had already fought several day and night battles, this was a real new force, enough to threaten a seriously injured god.

King Girshalad seemed to think that his long-cherished wish for revenge could finally be fulfilled, and his whole body relaxed. Even a little shaky. However, none of the elves present were unmoved.

The indescribable eerie silence finally made the king of gold feel the stagnation of his breath. He clubbed his sword, straightened his body almost to the limit, and stared dumbfounded at the elves who did not accept his orders.

"This obsession is a mistake after all, Your Majesty." Nick Fols didn't even dare to look into the other party's eyes, and said in a deep voice, "In the end, there were so many tragedies...... It's time to correct this mistake. Your Majesty! ”

However. When people are only willing to believe in their own obsessions, they cannot even be moved by real facts, let alone words. The Golden King Gil Salad looked silently at the elves in front of him, he originally thought that these members of the Elven Forbidden Army who arrived at the last moment would be the last new force and allies, but now. But they can only be regarded as enemies.

"You are disobeying my commands, and men are disobeying the commands of the Lord of men!"

"The wrong order has led to the present chaos and tragedy, and we only hope that everything will be back on track, Your Majesty. Belat Mea...... Not the murderer of His Majesty Fei Yin! This is the revelation we received from the Temple of Destiny......"

"Do you think you've only been to the Temple of Destiny?" The Golden King sneered: "I also got a revelation from there, unlike mortals like you who struggle to find the slightest clue, I have even faced the truth of the World Tree!" You, why do you think that only what you see is true! ”

Yes, no one can be sure that what they see is "true", and in the same way, no one can give up what they believe to be "true". The warriors of the Evergreen Hermit must believe that Belat Meyah is innocent, and that this is the root cause of everything - or rather, it is something they must believe, and the Golden King Gil Salad himself cannot give up his revenge. Since the death of the goddess Fin, this has been the only purpose of his life.

The elves could not answer the Golden King's question, let alone convince each other with words. Nick Furs even felt that if the argument between the two sides continued, many of his comrades-in-arms would probably be persuaded by the other side.

"I'm sorry! Your Majesty! Truth may not be absolute, but in such a desperate moment, we can only choose to believe. With this final apology, the second head of the Order, Salerig put an end to the argument that was destined to be fruitless. His apology was naturally sincere, but he was not ready to give up on stopping the Golden King's "revenge".

"So, starting today...... You will be my enemies! The Golden King did not roar madly, but suppressed his anger in his heart and turned into an eerie chill: "This is your choice! ”

"Yes, that's what fate ......"

"If only you knew. You have sworn allegiance, and you have already fallen in the war against this sinister and despicable evil god, will you still choose to protect her and make me an enemy? In the end, Gilsalad didn't tell the elves about this, he just raised his Excalibur Eye of Io, for the first time. It was also the only time in his life that he swung his sword at his allies as the Golden King.

The elves thought that Gil Salad had reached his limits, but the golden king's obsession with revenge once again crossed the physical and mental boundaries. In that final battle, half of the 200 Hermit warriors who rushed to the battlefield died by his sword - you know, as members of the core forbidden army of the Mortal Elf Empire, these warriors were all carefully selected elite knights. Even if it is placed in the legend all over the ground, the gold is not as good as the dog in the age of the gods. are also the world's strongest. But the combined strength of these strong men, at the cost of half of the members' deaths, was only barely able to stop the last crazy attack of Gil Salad.

Belat Mea, the Lord of Nightmares, doesn't know when he has disappeared in battle. She may not have figured out the situation yet, but at least she knew that it was her only and best chance to get out.

Knowing that the "enemy" was completely far away, the Golden King Gil Salad became even more insane, and completely poured all his resentment on these allies who "betrayed" him. If nothing else, he should be able to kill all the Hermit Elves by the time he kills them. Let the oil run out and the lamp will dry up and die. And yet, at this very moment. Hetesis, the sun god who lived in the heavenly palace and looked down on everything that happened in the world, finally couldn't stand it anymore.

Excalibur Eye of Io, also known as the Golden Sword, the sword that opens the heavens and the earth, is said to be the supreme founding will. The embodiment of the one eye left behind by the great being called Io by the gods after the founding left the world. It contains endless power of creation and order, and is a divine sword for slaying demons and eliminating demons and maintaining the balance of the world. At the same time, it is also a symbol of the supreme imperial power in the mortal world.

Of course, the divine sword, which represented the supreme imperial power of the mortal world, was in the hands of the god king of the Firmament Heavenly Palace. This is because, in the long age of mythology, the gods did not find a reliable figure who was qualified to truly inherit Excalibur and its supreme authority.

In the adventures of his beloved wife Fein, Gil Salad has completed countless tests, saved thousands of people, and become a legendary hero in all places. The sun god Hetesis finally decided to give this sword to his son, which also has the legal basis for the Golden King to become the co-ruler of the mortal world.

And at this moment, the Eye of Io, the divine sword that accompanied Gilsarad on his expedition to conquer the earth, the dark region and the sea, suddenly had a life of his own, and was directly out of the control of his master's hands. It circled around the stunned Golden King a few times, and the sound of the gold and iron contending was like the wail of a cuckoo crying blood, and finally flew straight into the sky, turning into a meteor in a sea of clouds.

Without the support of the power of the Excalibur, the Golden King could no longer support his broken body, and he knelt down in a pool of blood, with his own blood, as well as the blood of his comrades and enemies, looking up at the sky, looking at his father, who was the king of the gods, and finally could not bear the pain and grief that welled up from his soul, like a badly wounded beast, and let out a desperate roar.

Are you going to betray me? My father! Have you forgotten? Fei Yin, too, is your daughter!

His eyes were red, and his inhuman handsomeness had long been distorted into a hideous and terrifying ghost, which made the most experienced warriors tremble; His voice was hoarse and grim, like a wail coming from the deepest parts of hell.

"So do you want to maintain this so-called balance? Do you want to maintain the dignity of your gods? Even my last sincere prayer was trampled on! Would you rather believe your son's plea and a group of limericks brought out of the temple of fate? The balance of the world has been broken long ago, since the day your daughter became my wife, since I became the supreme king of all the worlds! Yes! You are afraid of me, afraid that I will be stronger, that sooner or later I will threaten the skies and the outer lands under your control! It's a conspiracy! Isn't it? From beginning to end, it was nothing more than a conspiracy of you gods on top of mere mortals! Isn't it? For this purpose, you even put your own daughter on the altar! Every god who dwells in the clouds is an accomplice! Yes, after I slain the Nightmare King, each of you feared that you would be next, the spoils of my climb to the top! Father, you think so too, don't you? ”

The voice of Hetesis did not come from the sky, but the layers of dark clouds inexplicably gathered at this time, obscuring the sun's brilliance. The earth, as if plunged into a shadow and chaos.

"I curse you! My father! I curse you! Gods of the clouds! This is a curse from the world! From the mortals who have been trampled on and played with by you, from the curse of their king! I will wait, I will wait in hell to see the moment you fall from the high clouds! ”

It represents all mortal supreme kings, and the curses he inflicts on the origin of his own soul, which itself has the effect of the law of cause and effect. His roar, his grief, and his despair can in themselves represent the resentment of the mortals who make up the world itself, the resentment of the gods who maintain the balance of the world, and even the resentment of the whole world. So, in this way, he became the king of the void, who represented the power of the world, and the last key that could descend on the world.

Of course, at that moment, many people, including the gods of the heavenly realm, were not aware of this, and simply thought that it was the heart-rending anger of the Golden King Gil Salad after losing everything.

"I curse you too! My allies, my comrades, and, my enemies! I curse you! Bound by foolish prophecies, you have turned away from your mission, you sworn fools! King of kings, who swear allegiance to you, sword intersect! I curse you! Your flesh and blood will be turned to filth, your desires will be in vain, and your honor will be in ashes! Painfully existing! You will lose your qualifications to enter samsara and witness the day when this world and all that you wish for will be destroyed! This is your original sin! When the day the world is destroyed, don't forget! This is a curse to you, Gil Salad, King of Gold and King of Kings! ”

This is also the last word left in the world by the King of Gold, the King of Kings, Gil Salad. (To be continued.) )