Quick Wear: The Beautiful, Strong and Tragic Path of a Swordsman

Chapter 233: The Knight of Dark Disaster (End)

Xu Yan answered in a tone that Nan Ze was very familiar with, "One month before the broadcast of the "Peace Inn" program, when 'I' discovered that you were using ordinary people to refine puppets and were also refining 'me'."

"My body, which was already in danger of being contaminated, collapsed with a bang."

After saying these two sentences, Xu Yan stopped performing.

He returned to his original appearance, with a sneer on his face and a mocking tone.

"When I came to take over, the 'original body' was already dead. If I had come a step later, you might have seen with your own eyes the ugly monster he had transformed into."

After saying this, Xu Yan no longer cared about Nan Ze. After all, it was all his own fault.

The world that Nan Ze was originally in was not the world designated for his mission. He was captured to put out the fire and complete the mission at the same time.

In other words, if Nan Ze had not traveled to that world, his 'original body' in that world might have lived longer, and might have had an ending of his own.

Instead of the script and ending written by Xu Yan that fits the character.

My dear God, your fragments have grown crooked. I will help you educate them. You’re welcome.

Xu Yan smiled and said the above words in a very light voice.

Nan Ze's vision was completely blurred by tears. He guessed that the truth might be very cruel, but he didn't expect it to be so cruel that he couldn't bear it.

Except for Ze and Nan Ze, everyone else, including the leader of the Pure White Knights and Dean Smith who arrived last, could not see Xu Yan's performance.

In their eyes, they only saw the three of them silently staring at the body of the god that seemed to be dead.

Xu Yan turned around and faced Tarnov again. The illusion created by Bai Xi was broken, and he and Eleven appeared in front of everyone.

Although Eleven really wanted to eat the melon, he was also excluded by Bai Xi's illusion, and he felt as if there were ten thousand ants crawling in his heart.

But he didn't dare to ask or offer any opinions because his boss was the best and most generous boss in the world.

"Easy to recognize?"

"Bai Xi?"

The Donghuang Dragon Emperor and the Sea King of Atlantis, who knew both of them, exclaimed in shock.

The two crown princes, whose strength was considered very poor, finally arrived at this time, and silently stood behind their father, playing the role of a well-behaved person.

The Crown Prince of the Covenant Alliance is still far away in the safe zone behind the virtual tree.

The crown prince of Talta is already dead.

The violators don’t care about the lives of the natives. They have already done their best by not killing you.

Bai Xi waved to the Dragon Emperor lively and said hello, "Uncle Emperor, everyone present here knows about the existence of Paradise. This world belongs to Paradise! After we leave, please explain it to them~"

The Dragon Emperor was stunned for a moment, then after a moment he slowly nodded with a complicated expression.

As the future general manager of this world appointed by Paradise, he had certainly seen the God of Fun.

And now... when I think about how I will have to work diligently for Him in the future, and also have to deal with some of His bad tastes.

For example, dragon cubs are very cute, let's bring a few to the park to play with or something...

He had some stomachache.

"Although you have ulterior motives, you have indeed made this bitter cold country of Slavia peaceful and prosperous, so I will give you a chance to express your last wish."

Xu Yan's cold and calm voice sounded.

Several kings who were about to ask about the Dragon Emperor's situation stopped talking and looked over here.

Tarnov, who was originally thought to be dead, suddenly burst into loud laughter.

The laughter was twisted and crazy, causing everyone present to have a throbbing and buzzing brain.

Then he could hear the vicious orders shouted at the volume of a scream.

"Cherno! I order you to kill me! And then kill yourself immediately! This world doesn't need God! God will only destroy the world!"

Tarnov didn't trust the outsider who had taken over Chernow's body, so he used the curse that was engraved on Chernow's mind.

Then everyone saw that Xu Yan's clothes had returned to his original dark light armor, and he was no longer as unruly and cold as before.

He bowed his head respectfully, knelt on one knee in front of Tarnov, and performed a knight's salute to represent loyalty.

"Yes, your majesty."

The knight made a solemn promise, then stood up and drew the straight black sword from his waist.

"No!" Ze yelled in pain.

He was not stopping Xu Yan from killing Tarnov, but stopping him from obeying Tarnov's orders.

But no matter how he shouted or gave orders, the curse he cast on Cherno's mind had no effect.

It was like a bird being pressed down by a huge mountain. No matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't even lift its wings.

The knight swung his sword and cut off the head of the king he was supposed to be loyal to.

Then the blade was pointed at his neck.

"No!!! I beg you!!! Yan!!! At least... at least take me with you..." Ze's voice was full of pleading.

Even when he was crying, even when his expression was extremely painful, he was still as handsome as a picture.

Even because of this fragile look, she is even more breathtakingly beautiful.

Considering the battlefield environment he was in, it was no different for the angel to shed tears for the tragedy of war.

Eleven commented in his heart.

Xu Yan turned around, revealing a pair of eyes that were engraved with light golden curse marks and turned into red and gold.

It is filled with unbearable pain.

When Tarnov gave the order, the leader of the White Knights wanted to step forward to stop it, but he was unable to move at some point.

The rest of the people were also fixed in place like him, and could only watch it all happen, powerless to change it.

Having just one curse mark engraved on it is enough to cause people pain for a long time, let alone having so many of them engraved on it.

Ze simply couldn't imagine how much pain and torture his little black cat had silently endured without him knowing.

No wonder his curse was of no use.

Even if his spell is of a higher level, how can he shake such a huge number?

"Now you know, I can't resist Tarnov's orders." Xu Yan's voice was much weaker.

His body had already been contaminated by the power of the evil god and was decaying from the inside out. This was physical torture.

The curse in his head that kept tearing at his spirit to make him obey orders was mental torture.

Even if he didn't commit suicide, he wouldn't be able to survive.

Ze has never cried in his life.

And now, his tears were like his body was overwhelmed by the sorrow, and then the sorrow that could not be contained turned into tears and overflowed from the corners of his eyes, and he could not stop it.

The words spoken were filled with trembling tears.

He begged, "Let me hug you one last time, okay?"

However, Xu Yan rejected his last request.

"My body has been contaminated by the evil spirit."

The black-haired, red-eyed knight said this with a gentle smile that was familiar to Ling Ze. His ruby-like eyes contained a soft glimmer and curved into a beautiful arc.

The blade across the neck cut through the fair skin without hesitation, leaving a few marks of love left by Ze.

Scalding blood spurted out, and the blood-stained ground burned, emitting a dark and ominous smoke.

Ze understood the knight's silent lip language: Now I am truly worthy of the title, the Knight of Dark Disaster.

His little black cat was no disaster.

He is well-behaved and obedient. If you treat him a little nicely, he will do his best to treat you well.

He was powerful and excellent, the most authentic Slavic knight.

He went to the bitter and cold border at the age of sixteen, guarded the border for seven years, and secretly sponsored nearly a hundred poor children.

......

He is the hero who saved the world...

But such a good person was branded with the stigma of disaster and misfortune.

However, before the arrival of the bright morning light, he committed suicide before the darkest dawn. After his body fell, it turned into a pool of blood with a strong ominous and polluting force.

Clothes and weapons were also corroded and melted by the blood, and nothing was left.