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Ding——! Boring——!

The clanking sound of iron resounded in the small altar.

The scene in front of me was chaotic.

Although times have changed, Brother Fengxin has already left the French Fortress for a long time.

But the killing among the French Immortal Team has never stopped.

Liuliu panted and looked at the undead team fighting in front of him, his eyes full of surprise and shock.

Yes, at that critical moment, a sudden slash directly knocked the captain in front of her away.

Taking a closer look, the one who attacked the captain turned out to be another red-eyed undead team member who had been eroded by the abyss.

The next second, another ordinary undead team member who had been resurrected stood up and assisted the captain in attacking the abyss undead team.

For a moment, the entire altar venue was filled with the sounds of fierce fighting.

Fran's sword was swung, and the light and shadow of the sword were filled with the aura of decisive killing.

The undead team in the abyss, which had gone berserk, waved their swords wildly, and the blade rubbed against the stone slabs, creating dazzling sparks.

The captain who stopped the abyss also raised his hand tirelessly, and even temporarily put down the fight with the ashes, concentrating on dealing with his comrades who were eroded by the abyss.

this moment.

Liuliu seemed to understand Hawkwood's frustration.

Day after day, year after year, the undead team fell into such killings for countless days and nights.

They swore to monitor the abyss and would not hesitate to kill their comrades to do so.

But the erosion of the abyss never stops.

Perhaps raising the blade against his comrades can temporarily curb the outbreak of the abyss, but it only treats the symptoms but not the root cause.

One day, the Abyss will infect all of them like a virus, causing the French undead team monitoring the Abyss to become an undead team controlled by the Abyss.

This may also be the "curse" that Brother Cangxin refers to——

The noble knight who tried his best to prevent the invasion of evil finally became the spokesperson of evil.

When he truly discovered that his life's work, which he had devoted all his efforts to, was nothing but a ridiculous futility under the curse of fate, it was not surprising that he was defeated by utter despair.

Just thinking about it!

Buzz——!!!

Suddenly, a sword edge struck!

After getting a breather, Liuliu subconsciously raised his shield to defend, and heard a boring sound!

A heavy sense of frustration came, but the undead captain who had already eliminated his comrades in the abyss came to attack again. Even with his scarred body, he still wanted to carry out the duel to the end.

But he was still half a step too slow after all.

Liuliu accidentally raised his shield and blocked his sword perfectly.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Liuliu slashing with one step!

brake--!!!

The captain's expected retreat step was not carried out.

On the contrary, he seemed to accept it gladly, without making any move, just watching quietly as the blade swung towards his chest.

In an instant, Liuliu even heard a pleased chuckle from the captain.

Well done, Ashes.

How could he not know that the current abyss has penetrated deeply into the bloodline of the French Undead Team?

The end result of endless killing is nothing more than becoming a puppet of the abyss.

We once had the courage to step into the furnace and become the fuel kings who burn themselves to continue the lifeblood of the world.

But now that we have reawakened, our unwillingness to return to the throne is not because we are weak, nor is it because we cannot bear the flames that scorch our souls.

Just because the Fortress of France, which is the entrance to the abyss, is now in ruins, we need to return to the fortress to contain the abyss for the time being.

And now.

The abyss has spread to the undead team, and the piles of corpses in the courtyard are the best proof.

We who have vowed to block the abyss will soon become the apostles of the abyss.

We once swore an oath in front of Wolf Blood to contain the Abyss at all costs.

For this, we can sacrifice anyone's life.

Including myself.

Tsk-ka-!!!

The blade slashed hard into the captain's body!

The captain's body was blown away like a kite with its string broken!

Falling to the ground in despair!

"this……"

Liuliu looked at the captain who fell to the ground dead in front of him in disbelief. He was a little unbelievable for a moment:

"Is this... over?"

Liuliu was confused and even felt a little defeated.

Because looking at the entire battle, most of the time was mostly internal fighting between the Farlan Undead Team, and the HP of the BOSS she defeated with her own hands was only about one-half.

As for the last strike, the captain was fully capable of jumping back and getting out of the way, and then counter-killed him with a roundhouse slash.

But the captain did not do this. Instead, he calmly faced the knife with his body and wished to die.

However!

Just when Liuliu was still confused!

Suddenly!

Gurgling——

A rustling sound, like the sound of blood flowing, slowly sounded in the silent altar venue.

Along with the increasingly grand symphony of chanting, red blood slowly floated from the bodies of countless undead team members.

Like streams suspended in mid-air, they converge towards the undead captain in the middle of the field!

We share blood, we share souls, we swear under the witness of wolf blood to become the immortal salary kings who monitor the abyss!

call--!!!

A weak but yet full of surging power flames ignited on the captain's blood-stained cloak!

Next!

A heat wave that can distort the air slowly steams up from the captain's body!

Creak - creak -

The armor twisted and creaked and groaned.

The cold wind coming from the Fran Fortress was like blowing through the clusters of campfire light, causing the color of the flame embers to burst out brightly on King Xin's body!

In the midst of the sad and grand violin concerto symphony!

The real salary king burning with flames, the abyss monitor who gathers the souls of all the French Undead Team, stands up again!

And the next second!

call--!!!

The sword of Fran ignited a blazing fire and lit up the entire altar, as gorgeous and dazzling as a phoenix reborn from nirvana!

When the sword is drawn out of its sheath, the sky shakes, and the sun, moon and stars shine suddenly!

Come on! Ashes! Since the result of being eroded by the abyss is inevitable, then it is up to you to write the final victory and glory of the French Undead Team!

At this moment, Liuliu couldn't help but feel his scalp numb and the hairs all over his body standing on end!

At this moment, the captain, because he had absorbed the souls and blood of all the Farlan Undead Team, even though he transformed into the King of Fire, he was also inevitably invaded by the abyss, and his eyes turned into a crimson crimson color.

And the reason why he did this was to let Ashes, who had already obtained the certification of strength, be the last glory of the undead team and completely cut off the abyssal bloodline of the French undead team that had already been polluted!

At the same time, the ashes will bring them back to the throne, burning their last souls and responding to the distant and ancient bells!

"I would like to express my gratitude to Han Xing, but I will recommend Xuanyuan with my blood!"

The shock of Liuliu is simply unbelievable!

no doubt!
To be continued...