Once again, I returned to this battlefield.

A refreshing wind blew past, and the green grass swayed in the wind and brushed across the insteps of her feet.

Famous swords stood quietly, spreading from around to the distance, and the bright steel sword body radiated warm light in the sun.

No, this is not the case in this world.

There is also a small area of ​​beautiful world where yellow sand is flying.

What's going on?

I walked towards the yellow sand in confusion until the center of which I found a sword, a sword I had seen only once, but never forgot.

The black and white fragments were intertwined, and the sword body was only slightly longer than the dagger.

The casually spliced ​​sword body seemed to break immediately, and the bright red blood solidified in the gap.

Even though it has the shape of a sword, it looks more like shoddy waste.

This sword should have been broken after being used once.

But it appeared completely in my barrier.

Is it because of avenger? This is the sword I forged for him, and it is also the sword that killed him. As the first person to fall under this sword, what impact will it have on the sword?

In a trance, I realized that there was something.

He raised his head in surprise and saw two suns shining in the sky.

Two suns?

A pure white quietly casts light 150 million kilometers away into my small world.

A pure black, black liquid was flowing down from the black sun in the sky.

That is, after Avenger died, he appeared in the wound hole, and he continued to rise here and rose into the sky like the sun.

It seemed as if I noticed my existence, and the flowing black mud suddenly surged and leaned towards my head.

I tried my best to dodge back, watching the black mud fall on the sword around me, corroding the radiant sword weapon into a rusty and broken appearance.

What's going on?

I looked at all this life and the more terrifying changes that followed.

From the beach of black mud on the ground, I stretched out my black arms, groped and held the nearest sword weapon around me, and then supported it, and black figures swayed and crawled out of the black mud.

Click.

The shaking figures touched each other.

Black Mi suddenly raised his sword.

kill------!

The quiet sword realm suddenly turned into a chaotic battlefield, with countless figures waving their treasures, exerting their physical and mental skills, as long as they put the people around them to death.

kill------!

The green turf was broken, and the figure who returned from hell jumped out of the earth, and the power of the treasure teared the earth apart.

kill------!

A sword fell in the sky, and then mixed with the pouring black mud to become a sword-holding warrior, fighting from the sky to the ground.

What's going on?

I stared at the world that was unrecognizable in the moment, until I was also pierced by a sharp blade.

I was injured.

In a frightened state, I suddenly rolled away to the side and instinctively wanted to project the treasure.

A treasure flew towards me, but a black shadow held the treasure tightly, and was surprised to find that his weapon was pulled by me.

The black shadow cut off at me without hesitation.

In a hurry, another treasure was controlled and pulled by me, and the holder of the treasure took advantage of the situation to fight with the shadow that attacked me.

I finally had a chance to escape, searched everywhere, and finally snatched a sword from a certain defeated man.

As long as it is a little later, the shadow will be reborn next to you and pick up the weapon to continue the chaotic battle.

Fight from birth, fight until death, and resurrection.

This is a never-ending battle.

I don't even understand what they are for.

Looking up at the black sun in the sky, I realized something terrible.

The inherent barrier is polluted by all the evils in this world.

Under the joint action of me, avenger and holes, the black mud appears in human form, and I provide weapons, the master of the Avenger communication sword, creating this chaotic world.

It is even possible that Avenger did not die at all, and part of him survived in this world forever.

Just like a sacrifice to the sword, the last existence of avenger will always remain in the "end" of the treasure specially created for him.

So what will happen to me?

Unavoidable battles, unavoidable injuries.

I ran wildly, trying to escape from this dark battlefield.

However, there is no end, the whole world only has combat, and the whole world is hurting each other.

I and the world are covered in bruises.

Only the last method remains.

Wake up quickly—!

What to do and how to wake up from this nightmare.

Pain and blood make my consciousness chaotic and difficult to think.

But I can't stop, I will die in this dream.

In a trance, a memory suddenly flashed through.

"Transfer your mind and keep your mind away from death-"

If you want to leave your dream, you must first change your consciousness.

I did experience somebody’s teachings.

How did I leave that time?

So, my red face awakened my memories.

Soft touch, hot breath.

Greedy contact, craving body temperature.

A girl who is like a dream fantasy, but is so real.

Saiba—

I suddenly sat up, sweating all over my body, and gasping for breath.

here it is?

I looked around and found myself in a decorated bedroom with soft bedding underneath.

What's going on? Am I awake?

Only then did I notice that there was another body temperature around me.

A soft body sat up from me and hugged me with concern.

"Senior, you're finally awake."
Chapter completed!