At this moment, Grush's thoughts seemed to transcend the limits of time, and the people and things he had encountered passed through his mind one by one, and the scenes of wandering flowers appeared in front of him.

In front of him was an endless brilliant light, brilliant colors that took over all his vision, and he could not see anything else, much less the arm of the Devil King.

But he could feel that the strength was disappearing from his body, that the feeling of weakness was spreading to all parts of his body, starting with the wrist muscles, and that his bones were making a slight 'crunch' sound.

It wasn't a spell, it was just the most ordinary outpouring of magic!

The confinement of time left in consciousness was briefly broken, and his mind continued to turn, at this time, Grush actually recalled the days when he was dependent on his mother, he had an elder brother, but died of illness, his father had been framed and hanged by the local lord, and his mother was the only one left......

After a moment, I remembered the first time I heard the speech of the head maid and was awakened from my confusion.

At that time, he thought that he had torn apart the fog that shrouded him, but he didn't expect that there was more than just one layer of fog enveloping him.

The real world is cruel, and what he thinks is 'justice' cannot appear in this world, because he does not have the wisdom of Serena's maid, so layers of fog gradually appear around him, which makes him fall into a deeper confusion.

He wanted to change the world, but he couldn't.

From the beginning, he knew that the world was not beautiful, but the two gods he believed in had always instilled in him the concepts that 'only by treating people with sincerity will people treat each other with sincerity' and that 'justice will triumph over evil'.

He had always known, but he was also grateful to these two gods, because they were practitioners of the doctrine themselves, and even though they were already very powerful, they had never done anything against the doctrine.

It is because of the example of the gods that countless people have faith in them......

Even now, Grush's faith has not wavered!

Silently clenched the hilt of the [Blazing Sun], his knuckles turned white, and the blazing holy light on the long sword burned, but it was only to fight against an ordinary outpouring of magic power.

He knew that he was just a 'legend' who had been promoted by force, and he hadn't even experienced many 'extraordinary' level battles, and he hadn't carefully experienced the feelings of 'extraordinary'.

He knew that he couldn't even compare to the most ordinary legend, but it was only with a passion and self-righteous belief that he was chosen by Karl to become a legend.

He knew that he was facing the most terrifying 'Enemy of Justice' in the multiverse, and even His Majesty Karl and Jean Ursé maintained a certain taboo against this devil king, and did not even dare to go to war easily.

He knows everything, but he won't give up!

From the day he chose to abandon his status as a paladin and become a 'paladin', he had already made up his mind.

He wants to uphold the 'way of justice', even if no one approves of him, even if no one trusts him, even if no one believes in him, he will always stick to it.

Now, even His Majesty the Lord of Radiance and His Majesty the Sword of Judgment are willing to trust him, so what else does he have to worry about?

Grush knew very well that he was a very soft-hearted person, so he did not return to his mother, and even after all these years, he did not even return to Lolandal to see his own mother.

Because he was afraid that as soon as he returned to his mother's side, he would probably be left in her voice......

He didn't want to do this, there were still too many evils and injustices in this world that needed to be eliminated, and even if there were many paladins active on this continent, if he didn't do it, someone would do it.

However, if everyone thinks so, where will there be 'justice' and 'justice' in this world?

The real world is not beautiful, there are only a very small number of benevolent rulers like Serena's maid, and the vast majority of rulers regard human life as a mustard, which may be a normal thing in their eyes, but in fact it is 'wrong' and 'evil'!

Who allows them to want to enjoy power without obligation?

Grush grinned, desperately revealing a hideous, terrifying twisted smile as he roared, "Lord of the Devil, I will never allow you to take them away!!"

One is the Primordial Devil, and the other is the Devil who is very likely to have the method of creating the Primordial Devil, and he cannot let the Devil King take them away.

He may die here, he will die here, but even if he dies here, he can't let the King of Devils take those two devils away!

Now, he can't lose yet!

Courage welled up from the bottom of his heart, and he clenched the weapon in his hand hard, and finally before he could exhaust his strength, Grush managed to split the magic ray in front of him.

Grush held his long sword, panting, staring at the huge hand with dark red skin in front of him, watching the giant hand pull up slightly, revealing the figure of the primordial devil between his fingers.

"Paladin, tell me, what's your name?"

Suddenly, another thought came, and the King of the Devil inquired of Grush in an elegant and solemn tone.

The tone was still so relaxed, but Grushh could hear the seriousness of the sentence.

Grush straightened his back with his long sword in silence, took a deep breath, and said seriously: "My name is 'Grush', I don't have a surname, and I am the [Hand of Justice] of the God of Justice in the world of Assatom!"

"King of the Devil, I won't let you take them away!"

Grush's voice passed through the space and reached the ears of the Devil King, causing the Monarch of all the Devils in the multiverse to raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Holy Warrior Grush, you are an admirable person, I know that you will not give up easily, and it is only an insult to persuade you to join me, so I can only show my respect for you by 'killing you' now. ”

The Devil King's words caused Grush to clench the hilt of his sword once again, and to raise his sword flat.

"Goodbye, then, venerable paladin. ”

The breath of death condensed at the Devil King's fingertips, and the dull color distorted into a singularity in an instant.

Before Grush could react, darkness took over all his vision.

When darkness flashed, there was nothing left of the meadow, not even the two corpses that had fallen there.

There was a large circular hole in the castle wall in front of his fingertips, and the rays pierced through that wall, and not only that, but also killed the servants in Baron Landry's house.

Duke collapsed in the room on the second floor, feeling the breath, at this time he should have been touting the Devil King, but he couldn't do anything now, his eyes were already a blur, if he dragged on a little longer, maybe he would die—not the projection of the main material plane was destroyed, but even the soul was reduced to nothing.

The paladin had planted a lot of light in him, and if he wasn't healed, he would die.

However, he didn't want to die, so he risked his life to send a plea for help to the king of demons, hoping that the king of demons would save him.

In fact, he didn't know how to create the Primordial Devil, and although he did create a Primordial Demon, it was created by chance, and even he didn't know if he would be able to create a Primordial Devil again.

If, at the time of the next experiment, a variable is missing, and that variable happens to be essential, he will not be able to create the original devil, and he will probably be condemned by the devil king.

But he didn't want to die......

"Your Majesty...... "Down ......" Duke called weakly, he didn't want to die, he wanted to live.

Then, a white light appeared in front of his eyes, and in an instant, his entire body was enveloped—

"G!Lu!sh!"

The sword of judgment descends from the sky!