Author: Original Seventh Generation

Seeing that the Patriot seemed to be in a complicated mood, Xia Lan changed the topic and said, "Hey, Patriot, do you want to come to our Rhode Island to have a look? Maybe you can ask Kelsey for more information."

"Then, treat your ore disease a little?" He looked up and down at the monster whose fusion rate of source stone was close to 30%, and considered: "You can treat it a little to delay the spread of ore disease, so that it will also be a good idea.

Can you lead the integration movement for a while?”

"..." The patriot was still silent, not as if he was answering his words, and still looked at Talula who was approaching.

On the contrary, the guerrilla soldiers around him showed a look of intent and entanglement - they naturally hoped that the patriots they followed throughout their lives could survive and not be tortured by ore diseases until death.

Seeing that the patriot was unwilling to answer, Xia Lan had to shake her head and continue to concentrate on maintaining her spell.

Because Scarty entered the state of slapping fish, he was exhausted from her, borrowed some calculation power to maintain the current [Travellessness].

If it is an ordinary spell, the black snake with extremely rich knowledge may be able to easily see through it, and then they will have to rush forward.

"Sword Rabbit..." Xia Lan smashed her mouth and looked at the two people confronting Talula outside, thinking about whether to study Amiya's power.

The power called "Demon King" is probably similar to his most fundamental ability. It can reproduce some powerful forces on this land in some form. This is true for the [Dragon-Slaying Sword] of the Yan Kingdom.

But unfortunately, in the plot he saw in his previous life, Amiya only gained Chi Xiao's power and had not yet unblocked the second ring.

I don’t know what will happen when I go to fight Trassey, but the subsequent plot has not yet been released.

"Let's see, the change is coming."

———

Chen encouraged Chi Xiao's sword intent several times and cut off the flames from the black snake.

Her breathing gradually became heavier, and her throat gradually became dry... The sword in her hand was no longer as stable as it was at the beginning.

As if he felt tired of playing, the Black Snake shook his head slightly and said, "It's not enough. Just this is not enough to defeat my fire."

"Chen Huijie, when will you continue to fight for others? Have you ever drawn this sword with your own will?"

Her eyes stopped on Chixiao for a moment, then fell on Amiya who had been silent and sneered: "Demon King? Haha, why did Wang Ting produce a defective product?"

"You two, it's not enough for you alone."

——"No, it's enough." A cold voice rang in her mind.

Black couldn't help but frowned and said unhappily: "If you talk in my mind again, I'll invite you out."

Amia's influence on the spirit is far more than mind reading. Acquisition of memory is just a simple aspect, and deeper aspects even include distorting will.

She said, "It's enough. Now I... Chief Chen's will flow from Chixiao to me. It's not a coincidence that we meet here, but because we have a common will."

"We all believe that tomorrow belonging to the infected should be a better tomorrow; we all believe that we can do something for this land!"

"Chen Huijie and you are not the same person, Carters." The black snake said coldly: "Rhode Island is just living for profit. You do hypocritical kindness and chaos, and you don't care about the infected person at all."

"Who do you want to fool?! Do you want Chief Chen to believe your clumsy lies?!" Amiya interrupted the black snake and continued: "You always only talk about the result and motivation, but you have never been

It’s not about what will happen, this is the biggest mistake!”

"You promised to give the Integration Movement a place of life, you promised the Integration Movement said that you would bring them a rise, but your lie is that you never told them your leadership... no, you

What kind of death will the kidnapping bring?”

"Oh..." The black snake lowered its eyelids, as if it was a little moved.

"Also, Talula... would never make such a promise. That promise was enough to hurt her!"

"Amiya!" Chen Qing called Amiya and apologized: "Sorry... If I could meet you earlier, maybe I wouldn't have made so many mistakes again."

Amiya smiled and shook her head, saying, "If it were Officer Chen at that time, she might not agree with me now. It is precisely because of these mistakes that we can stand here."

"Yes." Chen nodded slightly and said, "Next, just call me Chen."

"Miss Chen." Amiya nodded slightly.

The black snake looked at them as if ignoring her words and said coldly: "Good eloquence, Carters."

"But eloquence is only used to convince the soft boys of the royal court and the House, to incite the violent army and the ignorant people, not to convince me."

"Now, you've got my gaze and you won't have another chance to escape."

(I'm angry! I'm actually having sex with others under my nose!)

After saying that, the black snake suddenly raised its hand, and the purgatory made of flames rushed towards Amiya instantly, wrapping her in it.

"Amiya!!!"

"Smell what the burnt smells like." Black snake smiled contemptuously.

"You!" Chen looked at the cage made by purgatory anxiously, extremely anxious. Even the Patriots and others in the elevator shaft couldn't help but move.

"Don't worry, Amiya has successfully stimulated the power of the Demon King. This flame is not enough to hurt him." Xia Lan said leisurely, as if she was holding everything.

(Scarty felt the sudden heavy load in her mind, and she leaned on the ghost shark's shoulder with aggravated voice.)

Just as Xia Lan finished speaking, black lines blew out of the purgatory, cutting countless cracks in the flames, shattering the black snake's spell.

The black snake was stunned and said in shock: "Why..."

———

She closed her eyes.

Many ideas took shape in Amiya's mind and quickly dissipated.

She saw...

I saw my mother holding her shoulders and teaching her violin carefully. Her slender hands had calluses and scars.

Seeing his father with tears, he said: Goodbye, live, Amiya.

Seeing Tracia stabbed her sword into her chest.

I saw Tracia saying good night in her ear.

Seeing the doctor walking in front of her, he suddenly stopped and waited until she followed her before continuing to take steps.

...

She saw a Sakaz.

A fire that burns everything but cannot burn any malicious fire, was born from the evil fire.

That Sakaz roared loudly among the flame-burning camp:

We were betrayed again! They tore up the agreement and they raided our residence!

Those are just ordinary people, those are just ordinary Sakaz people!

Why kill my wife and children?!

Why do my people suffer such unfair treatment?!

Why are we not allowed to live!

Just because we are Sakaz?!

Just because we are Sakaz and we are worse than beasts, shouldn’t we live on this land?!

The voice of that Sakaz pierced the era, pierced the spell, pierced the space, and rang in Amiya's ears.

Sakaz picked up the sword.

Black and cyan are soaked in every part of the sword.

Anger, anger, endless anger, anger at all pain and injustice on this land.

Hate comes from hatred, hatred and malice in raising, but...the anger is different.

Even if we do not take revenge or hold grudges, we have the right to be angry forever!

If they hadn't thought about this ending, they shouldn't have done so!

The flames trembled in his voice, gradually shrinking, from the color of aggression and mockery gradually covered with cyan.

Sakaz drew out his long sword, and the blue flames slid down the black sword body, burning more and more vigorously.

His anger rose.

"If this is the result, come on! I will bring this result to you, to all of us, to myself!"

"If this land does not allow me to put down my weapons, I can only take up my sword and fight until the end!"

After killing all the Swearing Ones, this Sakaz and his sword turned into ashes, as if they had never existed.

But the blue anger of King Sakaz has long been part of Amiya along with his experience.

[The move of drawing a sword, breaking it if it is blocked]

[The move of tears is broken when it is broken]

[Sword of tears, if you want to abandon it, you should abandon it]

【The Sword of Cloud Rift, if it is to stand, it will stand]

The torrent of the times surged in Amia's thoughts, but a soft hand suddenly emerged, helping her block the surging and picking out a stream of it.
To be continued...