Elephants will not care about the ants’ feelings, nor will they care about their joys, sorrows, and happiness.

The existence on the blood cloud was attracted by the blood of the defenders and the ancient spells, and descended into this valley, as recorded in those divine scriptures, and would bring justice and light on earth.

However, it couldn't help frowning as soon as it appeared, because the altar was much simpler than it required, and the number of Akhenser's rough stones was only half as normal. This allowed its body to last for a short period of time on earth.

And what made it even more dissatisfied was that at this moment, there was only a lonely figure who was greeting it.

After it appeared, the man neither knelt down piously nor expressed his awe or surrender in fear. He just stood on the altar made of black stones, raised his head, and looked at it coldly.

Unfortunately, the things in heaven have lived for too long, so long that they have forgotten what hatred looks like.

So it can't understand what is contained in those eyes.

It was the most affectionate confession of a man to his deceased wife. Thirteen years of despair and torture, hard pursuit and planning, step by step, finally approaching the end. At this moment, he stood here, no longer worried, just to swing the sword in his hand.

This is a sword that has never appeared in the world, and it is also the strongest sword.

Karov came to this valley early, spent two days adjusting his body to the best state, and four days to make his spirit perfect. After that, he spent a whole week to raise his sword with his heart.

Now that the ceremony is completed, it is finally the moment when the sword is unsheathed.

Faith seems to be able to feel the strong thought in the master's heart, and the sword body is shaking and responding impatiently.

The strong wind in the valley blew the man's clothes and ends, and he had accumulated his strength to the extreme.

The next moment, accompanied by a loud bang, the altar covered with cracks collapsed, and Karov's figure disappeared from the altar.

The existence in the blood cloud smelled a breath of danger.

However, it did not react immediately. The lion's pride made it impossible for it to remain vigilant when facing the hare's attack, but this moment of hesitation made it pay the price.

When it realized what was going on, the tip of the sword had touched its skin, but even at this moment it was not too worried.

Because it has a perfect body that does not belong to the human world, its skin is harder than rocks, its blood and blood defense is greater than any armor in the world, and its bones can support a mountain... It does have such reason to be proud that even the magic towers of the ninth-level super magicians are not as good as this body.

However, the next moment, a miracle happened.

The long sword from the mortal world pierced his skin without hesitation, cut off his flesh and blood, and cut off his sternum. The sword was constantly extinguished and penetrated deeply into his chest.

At this moment, the thing in the blood cloud finally changed his expression. A terrifying roar came from the valley. Birds within a radius of hundreds of miles fell from the air. The beast crawled on the ground in horror. Sylph, hiding behind the rocks, was stunned by the two in the sound. Fortunately, the magic crystal in her hand was still faithfully recording everything in front of her.

Two bright balls of light burst out from Karov's deep eye sockets, so bright that it makes people dare not look at them.

The sword he swung now completely beyond his own realm, beyond the limits of human body, and beyond the peak of swordsmanship, because there is not only the obsession with revenge, but also his strongest love for the girl named Arulia.

It is this love that makes him choose to stand here, and it is this love that makes him willingly destructive.

But before destruction, he still has unfinished things.

This is revenge from ants, but even elephants cannot be ignored.

Karov ignored the giant hand that reached out to him. His expression was unprecedentedly focused. The power contained in his body was not exhausted. His whole person was still moving forward with the elf sword in his hand, constantly deepening. Wherever he passed, the flesh and blood were torn apart, and a bloody rain fell in the sky.

Directly below, all the plants around the altar that touched the blood rain couldn't help but grow wildly.

If there were other witnesses in the valley at this moment, they would definitely feel incredible about the scene in front of them. It turned out that those eternal existences that were high above would also shed blood, hurt and wail? Can they also perceive pain like us? Those gods who are extremely powerful in the divine scriptures will have such a embarrassing moment.

Karov glared at the moment, and there was only one thought in his heart - to go further, and as long as he went further, he might pierce the heart of that thing and leave it here forever, and stay here in this quiet and deserted valley. The reason why he chose this place was because this place was very suitable for a funeral.

The belief in his hand and the sword body were already covered with dense cracks, but it could feel the desire in the master's heart and let out a final roar.

At this moment, nothing in the world can stop this man and a sword.

However, when faith tried its best to penetrate the position that should represent the heart, it was empty and nothing existed.

There was no disappointment or pain in Karov's eyes, because he had stopped breathing a breath a moment ago, and he kept charging, as if waiting for the dawn to come.

It was not until his faith was completely broken that his fingers loosened the hilt of the sword, and the body fell weakly to the ground, like a rag doll.

And Lolo was finally able to see the face in his memory again.

The man who was connected with her blood and gave her life, the man who protected her under his wings, the man who said in the lowest and gentle tone on the last night before leaving, "I'm sorry, Dad can't take good care of you"... He really disappeared from this world.

All that is left to this world is the unknown sword of decisiveness.

The seriously injured and angry existence in the clouds could not find the object of venting, so he turned his eyes to the body that Karov kept falling. A ball of golden flames rushed out of its palm, swallowing the body, and the fire burned wildly, as if to destroy the last trace of the man's existence in the world.

At the same time, magic elements around were surging, floating towards the blood cloud, constantly repairing its body. The image of the magic crystal jumped, and there were two magic time recording time, but the magic crystals that were exhausted at the bottom could no longer support it.

Eventually all the effects disappeared.
Chapter completed!