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Final chapter I am not under the dust

Inham did not see anything wrong with this son. Although his observation skills and feelings were definitely first-rate, he had already experienced several battles and confrontations before, and his energy and mental effort

They were almost exhausted. The most important thing was that he never thought that Stephen would dare to replace Javi with another person, and he would find it in such a short time.

The fatal flaw is never physical or strength, but psychological. Rodhart felt that psychologically, the relationship between this extraordinary person who had always strategized and controlled everything and him was

Like an unsuspecting rabbit or a poisonous snake lurking in the dark.

And even in terms of strength, Rodhart is not much weaker now.

In order not to expose any flaws, Stephen did make some modifications to his body, at least so that Inham could not notice that he was completely the body of the Necromancer Knight. For example, he had to have a pulse and other characteristics of being alive. So strictly speaking

To say that he is half alive and half dead now requires not only necromancy magic, but also white magic to drive it.

When the white light from the scepter was poured into his body, an incomparable vitality filled every part of his body. The body that had been washed by white magic did not reject it at all, and this pure and vast

The power of the Purifying All Beings is completely absorbed and absorbed. Like the previous Purifying All Beings, this is also a magic that is magnificent and beyond human power, but this is purer and more original. If the Purifying All Beings is as vast as a sea of ​​smoke, this piece of magic comes from the scepter.

It is the water condensed from this sea of ​​smoke that directly nourishes the completely dry body.

This body is a combination of the strongest and most efficient parts from him and that big man's body. Now this huge and pure white magic has completely integrated it. Even if there is no more important necromancy magic to supplement it,

But Rodhart can already be sure that his fighting power is definitely stronger than when he was still alive at the peak of his life.

Yinham turned around and left, with his unprotected back not far in front of him. At this distance, he could chop off all the legs of a fly with one sword and the fly could continue to fly. He could also chop off an elephant.

Minced into slices of meat. Under such circumstances, he was at least 80% sure to chop the father into two pieces from behind with a sneak attack.

A very famous warrior ranger once said that as long as you are 60% sure about something, you can go for it. This sentence can definitely be called the motto of all ambitious, fighting and bloody young people, and Luo

Dehart is an example of such young people. Once you have mastered the eight places, you can do it once and for all. There is no need to pretend or be afraid of revealing any flaws.

But he still didn't take action after all. This thought only flashed through his mind, and the impending success did not affect his reason at all. Now, even the 20% risk is no longer worth taking. Let Inham

In the past, it will naturally make the situation on the square more chaotic, and his opportunities will be more and greater.

So when Inham disappeared, he took a slight detour and ran towards the square.

The battle in the square was already coming to an end. Gru, who fought out of the orcs, defeated the Paladin with just one blow and took the Pope and others into his own hands. Oufu seemed to have won. Others did not.

However, Rodhart clearly saw Inham slowly chanting incantations among the crowd, preparing a magic spell.

As he expected, this is indeed a better opportunity. With Inham's method, once this magic is released, whether it is Gru or Lancelot, most of the people he is worried about who can pose a threat to him will never

There was another threat. But Rodhart no longer cared about this. His attention was now completely attracted by another aspect.

What attracted him was what was in the Hall of Light. Although he didn't know what was there, he knew that what he wanted was there.

At first, this fluctuation simply made his body of the Necromancer Knight feel attractive. It wasn't until he got close to this place that he felt this fluctuation from every inch of his skin to his mind and soul. Only then did he realize that he seemed to be being attracted all the time.

This feeling induced. From the time when he was still unable to move and was just repeating that belief in his heart, it already overlapped with another idea that filled the air of the Glory Castle. He did not kill Yinham and followed him here.

, the most fundamental reason may be just for this

This purely sensory thing seems unbelievable to a person like him who is extremely rational. As he ran here, he kept warning himself that this inexplicable feeling may not have any practical significance.

.

In fact, this fluctuation was not strong, but the feeling it aroused in his heart was extremely profound. It was like all the innate instincts of being hungry, thirsty, and coming from the deepest part of the soul. It was extremely strong, and the whole mind was completely

Attracted by this feeling, pulled together, pulled together into the simplest and strongest desire: go there, where there is what you want, something that can satisfy all desires and hunger.

The huge necromantic magic swept across the square overwhelmingly, and Inham finally took action. At this time, Rodhart also broke through the wall on one side of the hall with his sword and got in.

There was no one in the main hall. Without any effort at all, he walked to a room based on his senses. The body of an old man was lying quietly on the bed. The thing emitting such fluctuations was a strange

The small bag was tied around the waist of the old man's corpse. This thing that gave him such a strong feeling seemed to be something other people didn't feel and didn't pay much attention to.

He untied the pocket from the old man's body and slowly untied the rope with the mouth. His fingers were trembling, and even he himself did not believe that a person like him could be so excited. This wave was already so close, so close

It's so strong, and the taste is so new to him, as if it was obtained by cutting off a part of his own soul and then refining it and amplifying it countless times, so it fits him so well.

Ambition, desire, conquest, hatred, blackness, death... and eternity. Eternity, he clearly felt the smallest bits and pieces of meaning in this breath. All of these are what he wants and are the original source of his soul.

This breath is like the warmest, softest and most delicate hand that has penetrated into the deepest and most secret private parts of his soul, slowly stroking and rubbing it. His ambitions and desires will be filled with blood, vitality, and vitality.

explode…….

The pocket had been untied, revealing the small black hilt in the middle. Rodhart stretched out his hand to hold it. He felt that what he was holding was nothing else, but his own heart, his own soul, and holding it.

For eternity.

Pictures of countless people and events flashed through his mind quickly, including the local magistrate in his hometown...the dead villagers...the leaking prostitute in the imperial capital...Duke Mrak who once almost controlled the entire empire...Luo Luo, who had a heart as high as the sky.

Bishop of Nice... The final scene was fixed on a pile of minced meat and garbage in the corner. That was Javi. He was once extremely ambitious, had excellent qualifications and excellent opportunities, but in the end he could only replace him and become a leader.

Minced meat.

Dust, no matter what they were like during their lifetime, they all failed in the end and became tools used by the strong and food that made the strong stronger. They are just a speck of dust in the world. And even those who have not failed yet

Those who are strong, sooner or later they will become dust and disappear without a trace in the course of this world.

But now all this has nothing to do with him forever. He is already eternity, he is no longer dust, and he can never be.

He wanted to be excited, but he couldn't. The breath from the hilt of the sword instantly filled every minute part of his body, even his soul and mind. Joy, anger, sadness, joy, everything.

His feelings were silently annihilated under the influence of this breath, disappearing forever. Even the ambition and desire that had always supported his actions were like this. All the characteristics of a human being were gone. If it weren't for his will

Being so close to this breath, even the last bit of reason and judgment will completely disappear.

The completely transformed body that had just been transformed was shriveling up and withering like a vegetable leaf under high temperature. If it weren't for this body, it wouldn't be considered a real living body. If it weren't for the extremely huge white magic transmitted by the scepter just now, his body would

In an instant, he would be swallowed up and annihilated by this breath. But with this buffer, his body began to slowly become one with the breath on the hilt. Finally, his body no longer continued to wither, and became a black hard fiber like the hilt.

A lifeless thing. His mind was completely immersed in this bigger, darker and boundless darkness.

So hungry. He thought without joy or worry. He opened his eyes and saw a large ball of flesh and blood floating in front of the hall. Then he inhaled, and all the magic mixed with life in this huge ball of flesh and blood entered.

Him and the body.

Walking out of the hall, he looked at the thousands of people below, and there was no sense of conquest or pleasure that he had imagined before, like being at the top of the mountain and overlooking the world, but it was all at his feet. He no longer had the ability to feel anything.

His eyes were full of nothingness, as if he was looking at the dust on the ground.


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