A clear voice echoed in the solemn Presbyterian Church.

Warchris came to his senses and finally realized that the voice was not the voice of anyone else, but his own!

What is going on? Why do I say such words? What does this sentence mean?

Warchris was struggling to find the answer in his heart, but he couldn't find any answer.

He raised his head, and the angry elder, who was originally furious and angry, either showed a look of surprise or a look of panic, suddenly whispered and messed up.

"Crash--" With a sound, Warchris heard the sound of the sword being pulled out.

The holy sword Kloki, which shines with unique light, appears in front of him.

He drew his sword.

Warchris wanted to control his body and retract the sword, but now he was like an outsider, neither able to control his body nor tell his true thoughts.

His eyes flashed, and he easily broke free from the chains on his body, jumped in front of an elder, and waved the holy sword without hesitation.

In an instant, blood flew everywhere and screams were endless.

The holy sword originally used to kill the demon king was stained with the bright redness of sin.

Why, I do something like this...

Warchris was confused, and one picture after another flashed through his eyes like fragments.

The huge lizard's feet shattered the conference hall, trampling the elder into meat sauce...

The village of brave men, where he once lived, ignited a raging fire...

The old man riding a crocodile directs the enlarged eagle hunting and fleeing villagers...

A series of vivid hell pictures were staged in front of the brave Warchilles, crying and screaming endlessly.

stop!

stop!

Stop it!

Warchris tried to control his hands, stop attacking, and raise his butcher knife to someone who had treated him tenderly.

But......

Every stop of Warchris will turn into a new killing, piercing the crowds they met without mercy.

This is not true!

This is definitely not true!

I would never do such a thing, I must be in a dream now.

Yes, everything you do now is dreaming, and only dreaming can explain everything now.

It's definitely a dream!

The roar came into my ears, and the sky was covered with dark clouds.

A raindrop reflecting the light of fire passed through the vast sky.

"Pu"

Warchris raised his head, and the raindrop fell on his forehead, blooming with water.

The cold wind mixed with the smell of ashes blew across Warchris' face, extremely cold.

"This feeling, this taste...is not a dream at all!"

Warchris took a step forward, and a smooth obsidian reflected his face under the light of fire.

............The terrifying and incredible expression reflected his fearful and incredible expression.

"Why? Why is it all true! What the hell is going on?"

Warchris raised his hand, bright red blood flowed through his palm, and the wind took away the remaining heat of the blood.

Thick smoke floated in the burning village, and a woman in exposed clothes directed countless medium-sized demons to rage in the village. Her long black hair was like dark night. Her lower body was not a human body, but a huge snake tail. The unique purple scales emitted a unique light under the fire.

That woman is a demon! It must be that demon who controlled me to do all this!

Must be moved.

We must never let the devil do whatever he wants, I want to save them!

Warchris tried hard to comfort himself, driving his slightly tired body to move forward, and suddenly, a huge dragon roar broke through the sky.

Following the dragon roar, Warchris saw giant dragons hovering over the village.

"There is also rescue. The dragon and the others appeared here, must be to stop the demon's sinful behavior!"

Warchris slowly stretched his eyebrows. Even if he was controlled, as long as the dragon came forward, the people here would be saved!

The next moment, Warchris opened his eyes hard, unable to believe what was happening in front of him.

The dragons hovering in the sky were not his reinforcements. The dragons of different shapes opened their mouths and blew out the fiery dragon breath, causing devastating disaster to the residents of the already-deep brave village.

"Why......"

Warchris didn't know the vows between the dragon and the ancient humans, nor did he know that the dragon-shaped creatures he saw were not real dragons.

Everything turned into ashes.

Warchris struggled forward, but his body trembled all over.

He only has one person, will he be the opponent of so many enemies?

Warchris felt that he was ridiculous. He had decided to be a real brave man, but why did he seem so cowardly at this critical moment? Isn’t this the time when we should stand up the most?

Forced to drive his body forward, Warchris staggered a few steps and almost fell.

Thanks to the sword inserted into the pile of stones, Warchris did not completely kneel on the pile of gravels.

The bright red drops on the holy sword fell onto the gravel, and Warchilles gasped heavily, and the holy sword emitting a unique light reflected a figure close to him.

As if he grabbed the last straw, Warchris looked up to the front right, and a woman with long purple hair approached her anxiously.

“Ah…”

Before Warchris could speak out the woman's name, a unique light flashed through Warchris' eyes.

The series of actions just now seemed like a deception, "Worchris" stood up completely from the quarry of the Village of Braves.

Gently swung the holy sword and cleaned the blood on it. "Worchris" put the sharp holy sword into the scabbard. The original holy sword had long been broken. Because of the gift his uncle gave him, the holy sword was reborn and he implemented the current plan.

"labor......"

Yongfang Chunlan just spoke, but was stared fiercely by "Worchris":

"Call me by the name of this body."

The low voice brought the desolation that had been traveling through hundreds of years, and the cold wind suddenly blew up, blowing golden braids.

Unable to call the name of the person I miss, Yongfang. Chunlan felt bitter in her heart, but she still smiled at the brave man in front of her:

“I get it, Warchris.

Just now, are you okay?"

"Vorclis" nodded,

"Just do some experiments.

There is no mistake in the next plan.

If that person had a stronger will than me, he might take away control of the body in the middle of the journey...

Let him out, I want to see if he has willpower.

As a result, it was the same as the person in the past.

It's just a false reputation of a brave man.

This person has no chance to shake my belief even...

Next, there is no worries.”

"Workris" took a firm step forward, and the fierce hot pot was just a foil under his pace.

“Next, it’s time to plan for the next step.

The rest is left to you, and I have other things to do.”

After saying that, Warchris walked towards the edge of the empty island without looking back.
Chapter completed!