"It's over......"

Standing in front of the city gates, the Marquis of Elfaro looked out at the battlefield in the distance and let out a sigh.

"yes, it's over. ”

At some point, a man appeared next to the Marquis of Elfaro, a young man with elegant manners and neatly dressed eyes, but he seemed to be able to see what was happening on the battlefield.

After hearing the exclamation of the Marquis of Elfaro, he also sighed: "It's finally over......"

"That's for you, ...... for me," after a pause, the Marquis of Elfaro shook his head, "it's long over. ”

His idea had already been realized, and his purpose had already been achieved when 'it' was born, so for the Marquis of Elfaro, it didn't matter whether the war was won or not, whether the monster would survive or not.

If 'it' can grow, it won't take too long, two months will be enough for 'it' to generate a self-consciousness, and at that time, 'it' will become a real 'life-hostile' and 'soul buster', but now 'it' has just been born, let alone self-consciousness, and the souls that have been devoured by 'it' have not yet been fully digested.

What the Marquis of Elfaro did was to merge those souls into one, not to devour souls like demons, but all souls still have their own consciousness, but they have become one, and each soul that is devoured will become a part of 'it', still have its own will, but will be full of resentment towards 'life' because of what has happened to them.

What's even more remarkable is that 'it' is 'evil' in nature, but it is not subject to additional damage from the Light.

"You're a genius. ”

The young man beside the Marquis of Elfaro laughed, "If you come to our side, you may be able to get a 'Count' position, and if you work harder, it will not be difficult to become a 'Marquis'." ”

"But you said you would 'let us go'. The Marquis of Elfaro glanced at the man who seemed to be blind, "I want you to be able to speak." ”

"Of course, of course, of course the Duke is a ......"

The young man who called himself 'Duke' smiled slightly, "Don't be impatient, Lord Marquis, I'm just persuading, persuading, and I don't have any other intentions. ”

“...... Then you can take 'it' away. The Marquis of Elfaro sighed, "If it drags on a little longer, the 'God of Justice' will come......"

The 'Duke' frowned, "Well, if the God of Justice comes, it will be a bit of trouble, no matter which world the God of Justice is crazy, I don't want to provoke them...... Forget it, you can die if you want, I'm going to take 'it' back to hell. ”

Then, the devil from hell walked briskly towards the battlefield without hurrying.

The Marquis of Elfaro calmly watched the 'duke' avatar walk towards the battlefield, and then turned to look at his lover, but now his eyes were full of gentleness.

"Fili, have you already decided?" asked the Marquis of Elfaro in a calm tone, "Come with me ...... 'die'?"

The female swordmaster pursed her lips and said helplessly: "Abner, this is the fourteenth time you have asked me this question, you have been asking me this question since you went to the front, and I have answered it thirteen times - now it is the fourteenth time, and my answer is 'I am sure that I will die with you'." Do you just distrust me like that? Do you think I'm going to regret it?"

The Marquis of Elfaro was stumped by this question, his face was a little embarrassed, "No, I believe you, it's just ......"

"I'll die with you!"

The female swordmaster interrupted the Marquis of Elfaro's words, stared into her lover's eyes, and said solemnly: "Abner, I have never regretted it!"

“...... Let's wait a little longer. ”

The Marquis of Elfaro took a deep breath and turned his gaze back to the battlefield, at which point 'it' had begun to 'kill each other'.

With his back to Knight Rodrigo, sitting firmly on the back of the Earth Dragon, the old mage took a puff of cigarette and watched as the wounds on its body had healed, but every twisted soul was fighting each other.

If it takes long enough, this monster may be able to leave only one 'consciousness', but at that time, 'it' will be useless, and it has no characteristics other than being able to directly devour souls, and although it has no shortcomings, it can be easily killed.

Tens of thousands, but by no means tens of thousands of souls were fighting each other, and although this was the old mage's masterpiece, he didn't feel anything to be happy about.

He was only able to do it with the help of 'design flaws', and if the Marquis of Elfaro's design had been a little more subtle, or if 'it' had had enough time to grow, the result might have been completely different.

He didn't feel the joy at all, because he knew that in the body of that monster, the legendary paladin who belonged to the god of justice was not dead, or rather, he was waking up......

'Grush, what's going on?'

The paladin finally got a response from the gods, but the voices of the two gods were so weak that it seemed that he couldn't hear what they were saying for the next second.

The two gods also sensed that their connection with Grush had been seriously disturbed, and if it weren't for that, they would have been able to contact Grush after receiving Grush's prayers.

Not only did they feel that the interference was still very serious, but they also felt that Grushh was weak now!

"'Evil thing', that marquis made an 'evil thing'!"

Grush's body was surrounded by black mist, and the wounded soldiers who pounced on him were already dead, and their souls had been consumed by the monster.

They used their bodies to forge a line of defense for Grush, although it was not of much use and even hindered Grush's departure...... However, they are all dead, and Grush is alive!

The corpses of the soldiers were covered with Grush, so Grush gritted his teeth and had only one thought left in his mind: 'Kill this evil thing!'

‘...... Grush, we can't come. ’

After a moment of silence, the god of justice sighed and informed Grush of the sad news.

It was an evil thing, and both the gods of justice and light wanted to kill it, but they couldn't come directly.

Neither their 'avatar' nor their 'true body' could directly descend on that battlefield, and the network of gods was severely disrupted, and it was now extremely difficult for them to talk to Grush.

But there's another way. ’

Just as Grush was about to sacrifice his life to summon the 'Divine Punishment', the voice of the God of Radiance sounded in Grush's head.

'Grush, my child, don't think about using divine punishment, we thought we were going to lose you, but we didn't expect you to be alive, do you know how surprised we were at the time?'

The god of justice said sternly, 'You shouldn't give up your life so easily, we can't come down and kill that evil thing, do you want to let that evil thing continue to hurt others before we kill it?'

Grush's eyes widened, "Two crowned ......"

He felt a surge of power radiate within him, and in an instant, his injuries healed.

He had a familiar feeling about it, he had experienced something like this before......

There was no response from the two gods, as the connection between them had been severed after they had passed on their 'divine powers' to Grush.

"Damn Monster ......"

Two lines of tears slid down, and Grush pushed aside the corpse covering his body, placed it neatly, and looked up in the direction of the 'sky'.

"I'm back......" Grush regained his weapon, his sorrow turning to anger.

He raised his sword high and screamed, "I'm here to kill you!"