Mary curled up under the bed, not daring to stick her head out to see what was happening outside. Through the gap under the bed, she could only see her feet moving constantly. Darkness suddenly came. At that moment, she felt a thousand-pound huge rock pressing on her body, and the next second, she lost consciousness.

I don't know where the walls of the room went, and the entire space below became empty, vast, and dark. Crodis disappeared from Hestein's eyes at once, and all that was left was the slowly flowing sun, moon and stars.

Hestein's veins suddenly burst out, and he felt an unparalleled weight that seemed to be heavier than the mountains, pressing hard on his shoulders, as if he was about to crush him to pieces!

His knees could not bear such a huge weight and were about to kneel down to the ground. At this moment, he shouted angrily and danced his sword in the air!

His knee hit the ground, but at the same time, the huge darkness was cut into pieces by his sword, and even the stars in the sky were cracked like broken mirrors. From the crack, a few traces of warm and natural sunlight appeared.

The unparalleled weight disappeared. Hestein knelt on the ground, gasping slightly to calm his heartbeat.

But not long after, Crodis's voice sounded again in the space:

"Very good. Then next, the second round!"

As the sound rang out, the broken darkness immediately gathered together again, and the weight hit again, and became heavier than before!

The entire space became as turbid as mud, and even wielding the sword would be subjected to great resistance. Hestein's hand could not bear the weight, so he had to grab the hilt of the sword with both hands and use force together, and then he desperately swung the second sword!

Gravity and resistance disappeared again, and the sky became more fragmented than before. Countless rays of sunlight penetrated the gap, making the sky covered with stars seem crumbling.

For a moment, everything was silent. After a long time, the cracks were sewn together again. The darkness began to roll, and Crodis walked out slowly with a cane and dragged his tired steps.

"Your swordsmanship is too..."

Before he finished speaking, his crutch fell to the ground, and at the same time he spewed out a big mouthful of blood. The sky became fragmented again. This time, Hestein did not wave his sword, but just his memories of the two swords just now made Crodis severely injured for the third time!

Crodis took a long breath, lifted his crutch and stirred it gently in the air. An unparalleled airflow appeared in the dull space, tearing his body apart. Then, he broke into pieces like thin paper and merged into the dark space.

The space undergoes violent changes, and it suddenly returns to its original state, and then breaks up again and again, repeating and repeating, making people dazzled, like a rapidly rotating lantern. However, the storm swept up the stars, lightning flashed across the Milky Way, and the fire burned the night. All the scenes became more and more bizarre.

Crodith is reborn again and again, and destruction again and again. He is extraordinary in swordsmanship, so he knows more about the horror of the swords Hestein showed than others. Hestein has swung three swords, each of which is similar to the previous sword, but completely different. Their shadows have been deeply engraved into Crodith's heart. Every time he recovers, it will flash through his memory, and every time he flashes, it will cause a heavy blow to his spirit. He has experienced this great pain again and again, as if he is experiencing a nightmare that cannot wake up.

This is the inevitable reaction of all those who reach the peak of swordsmanship when they see this sword. It is also a process that must be gone through to learn this sword. Unless you can understand the mystery of this sword in repeated pain, you will be killed by this sword.

Crodis failed to understand this sword.

The interval between destruction and recovery is constantly expanding. As the repeated cycles of destruction, his spirit is already on the verge of collapse. After several cycles of recurrences, his moan sounded in the space: "Let me die... Let me die!"

This is the reason why the children of the Sword Saint finally chose to commit suicide. However, if a mortal can die, Crodis cannot die. He is an immortal apostle, and his power will last forever with heaven and earth!

The howling became more and more violent, causing the entire space to rise violently. The fire of the sun was scattered everywhere, the light of the moon burst and splashed, and the whole world looked like it was on the verge of destruction. The scene even made Hestein change his face. He had never seen anyone react so much because of this sword. And Crodis's situation seemed to prove from the side that he was a true immortal body!

Hestein was unwilling to continue in this increasingly crazy world, and swung several swords toward the surrounding darkness. However, Crodisi was already in great pain, and these swords could not have any greater effect. He tried to use his own magic to break it, but it was like a shaking tree. After several attempts, he was still trapped in this darkness and could not escape.

I don’t know how long it took. From a certain moment, the moans gradually subsided.

The space became stable. The celestial body resumed its movement. Crodis's body gradually condensed from the darkness. He was holding a cane and wearing a white Toga robe, with bright eyes and staring straight ahead.

"Did you learn it?" Hestein asked.

"No, I admit that I did not understand the talent of this sword." Crodis's expression became calmer than before. "However, in the Eastern Kingdom, there is a technique called 'Zen' that can quickly eliminate distracting thoughts and be calm. I forgot about the blessing of these techniques."

"So, you can only stop here," Hestein said. "This time, I won."

"No, I am the one who wins."

Crodis said so.

"Here, your spirit is always under pressure from me. This is not a sword technique that you come and go. Everything you see in this whole space is my magic, and you can't avoid it and you can't hide it. In this way, no matter how strong the mental power is, you will eventually fall down. But I am immortal. From the beginning of your sword that failed to kill me, the outcome has been decided."

"Is that right?" Hestein tightened the hilt of the sword in his hand, "Then you can take another sword and see how long it will take to forget this time!"

Crodis shook his head.

"It's over. It's over. I just picked up your sword because I wanted to witness the power of this sword. But if I deal with it like this - what should you do?"
Chapter completed!