Rumble.

Boom boom boom boom!

The land began with the ninth outer edge and collapsed into the void.

[Mythical level] props cannot be destroyed because of this.

It is only the "battlefield" that collapses.

Black columns of light surged out from the collapsed cracks.

The battlefield that achieved the results of the battle seemed to have lost its meaning of existence to the gods.

They are cleaning everything in the way they like.

Clean and neat.

...

In a moment.

Maybe one second.

Maybe half a second.

Perhaps it is a shorter time.

Connor's sword fell...

A moment later, Oda Mai appeared behind Connor, her broken knife stuck at the mouth of the tiger's left hand, as if she had never pulled it out from beginning to end. She raised her head, her withered hair pressed against her forehead, and after she let out a long breath, she never sucked it back and ended abruptly.

"good."

After a moment of silence, Connor turned around and put the giant sword into the sword cover behind him: "I'm very happy."

"puff!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his proud invincible body cracked a hideous hole in front of his chest without warning.

This cut extends from his left shoulder to his right lower abdomen, and cracks appear on his pale ribs. Even deep in the ribs, a vivid heart can be seen vaguely beating vigorously. Blood flows out, dyeing Connor's pants red. Oda Mai almost cut through Connor's heart with this knife!

Dong!

Oda Mai fell to the ground.

Her pupils gradually dilate.

On her abdomen, her internal organs slid out along the terrifying blood hole.

Connor's sword destroyed her internal organs and took her life.

Oda Mai closed her eyes, and the gentle smile on her face completely solidified and frozen here.

At this moment, she was as quiet as a sleeping beauty.

...

"Ahhhh!"

"No!"

"Don't leave!"

"No!"

The red light spots are dissipating from Bassermero Dylan's body surface. During the dissipation, the glow quickly completes the process from "bright" to "dark", dissipating invisible.

When Mirien officially became the "Knight of War", Bathurmero Dylan also lost the qualification to be an alternate.

Bathmelo Dylan no longer had the calmness he had just now. He stretched out his hand desperately and grabbed the light spots that overflowed on the surface of his body, as if he wanted to capture the "light spots" back into his body.

After a while, he looked crazy and rushed towards the altar.

Bang!

He was bounced ten meters away by the light curtain rising from the altar, and his mouth was bleeding, like a madman.

Yi Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next moment he was worried again.

Next, where should we go?

He had already felt the movement of the collapse of the ground in the distance.

It is about to collapse here.

All the undead will be "cleared".

Human beings are so small that in the eyes of gods, even dust is worse than that, and if you say "eliminate" it, you will "eliminate". When dust is cleaned, you will use a broom to rub it a few more times, but the undead does not have such time to struggle.

Connor D. Solomon, bleeding from his chest, walked calmly past Yilin.

His eyes first fell on Yilin, then on Bathmelo Dylan, who looked crazy not far away, then shook his head and said in a pity: "A person who cannot accept failure honestly is not worthy of being called a 'knight'."

Yilin looked at Connor and did not take action.

He knew it didn't make any sense.

"You're pretty good," Connor D. Solomon walked past Irin and stepped into the altar: "I don't hate what you do, I can't fight with you on a bigger stage... I, Connor D. Solomon, feel very sorry."

What he implies is that Yi Lin is destined to die here.

No one can disobey the rules.

He will become a "victor" and survive, while Irin, as a "lose", is destined to completely die with the collapse of the "battlefield".

He disdained to do something, and he had already had the best of his time.

Of course, it wasn't that he underestimated Yi Lin. Although Connor D. Solomon was very persistent in swords, he was not stupid. He was about to collapse. If he was dragged here by Yi Lin and could not enter the altar, he would even die here.

"That woman will become a good opponent."

Connor waved to Yi Lin in the altar, his simple and unpretentious movements exuded a desperate meaning of "Farewell forever".

Connor D. Solomon, his figure disappeared from the altar.

In the star dome,

The fourth "representer" returns to his position!

The throne made of countless weapons exudes the smell of steel and blood, and silver armor draped on Connor, and he calmly endured it all.

Pieces of weapons formed the armor on his body. When the silver light formed the helmet, the armor completely covered Connor's face, leaving only a cold shadow.

it's over!

All the gods, four thrones, and four "knights" disappeared from the starry sky.

The shadows representing "God" disappeared in a blink of an eye like the audience hiding from the end.

The starry sky was extinguished, leaving only an empty darkness.

Boom!

Yi Lin's feet cracked, and black liquid surged from the cracks, gradually turning into a sea, swallowing everything here.

Yi Lin understood that when the four knights were born, the Undead World had completed its mission of "gambling table" and was about to be wiped out by the four masters who manipulated everything.

What will you do after cheating?

Of course, it is to destroy corpses and eliminate evidence.

This is natural. If it were Yi Lin, Yi Lin would do this.

So... what's the opportunity?

Yi Lin floated up and looked at the collapsed world. He was very familiar with this scene, so he was calm and looked for a way out.

No,

As long as Green didn't cheat him, the opportunity would definitely appear here!

"Hell" has been abandoned. If Yi Lin is not mistaken, this place has been separated from the perspective of the gods!

There will be no sight anymore, pay attention to this place!

Yi Lin stretched out his hand calmly, and the halo of the free law surged between his wrists. He tried to open the portal to see if he could escape in this way. But the reality was cruel. Yi Lin could not understand the coordinates "outside the world", so naturally he could not escape from this hell!

"Ah...ah...ah..."

suddenly.

The desperate Bassermero Dylan frantically scratched his handsome face with his hands. On his face, his sharp nails left a series of terrifying wounds, his skin was blooming, and the fat layer under the yellow surface was clearly visible. Bassermero Dylan's "demonic eyes" were emitting a strange green light, and his body began to expand, twist, and broken, and his body stretched out pale and twisted limbs, wrapping him up.

Yi Lin's face changed, looking at the gradually "perverted" Bassermero. No surprise, Bassermero will become Yi Lin's last enemy. Due to Yi Lin's intervention, Bassermero Dylan lost the last chance to become a "Knight of War". In the collapsed hell, Bassermero has only two choices, either accept death calmly or revenge wildly. Obviously, Bassermero collapsed and chose the latter.

"Die, die, die, die!"

Bassermero twisted into a "sphere" composed entirely of severed limbs, and he turned into a ball. One by one, Bassermero's face opened from the twisted flesh and blood, and Yi Lin's heart skipped a beat. Before he could learn the power of his magic eyes, the pair of magic eyes turned into N pairs in a blink of an eye, which was a bit bad now.

Yi Lin took out his two guns and hurriedly accumulating his strength.

No, it's too late.
To be continued...