"What did you say?!" Veramont was furious. He raised his hand suddenly, and the space around him squeezed inward frantically, but facing his attack, Sigmun's body just shook for a moment, shattering the oppressed space.

"I'm bored, so I plan to repent. As for whether that country is destroyed or not, what does it have to do with me? Enjoying the present is what I should do."

"But we have made an agreement..." Villamont said tentatively with a revenge.

"Put down your tricks, your ability is useless to me. Now I just want to act according to my instinct, because this is the most free and relaxed state." Sigmun replied casually.

"Do you think you can get rid of my control?"

"Do you want to give it a try?" Sigmun squeezed a smile, with a rebellious look on his face. "I was just wondering how powerful I am now after abandoning many useless things such as rational emotions." He said provocatively.

The two of them had their eyes intertwined and the battle was about to break out.

But just when the atmosphere was about to reach its peak, Veramont suddenly snorted coldly, "Whatever you do, I am the one who looks up to you and cannot control the beastly nature, and is destined to be unable to eliminate the chaos contained in the blood of the origin."

He looked at Sigmon coldly, "You are useless to me. When the space here is broken, you can go anywhere. What a pity. If Dresel is not dead, I might have a chance."

Dresel.

When he heard this name, Sigmon's heart, driven by instinct, suddenly leaked for half a beat, and an inexplicable emotion spread in his heart. When he came to his senses and raised his head, Veramont, who was originally standing not far away, had disappeared without a trace, the entire space was shaken, and the collapse at the edge could be seen everywhere.

The secret realm of the tomb king Atowa is about to be destroyed.

"Dressel, what does that have to do with me?" Sigmun sneered. The Secret Realm was destroyed. He appeared on the top of a snow-capped mountain. A loud rumbling sound came from beside him. The glacier collapsed, and the destruction of the Secret Realm also had an impact on reality.

"What the hell is this?" Sigmun looked around, and there was a snowy area everywhere. He snapped his fingers gently, and the nightmare carriage appeared out of thin air.

"I'm going to the warm southern waters, beer beauties, and hot beaches, that's what I should enjoy."

Step on.

The carriage opened, and a slender figure walked down in the wind and snow. Maria raised her head and glanced at Sigmun with her red pupils. In an instant, a trace of sadness emerged in her beautiful eyes. The five fingers of her left hand were gathered and the weapon in her hand was tightened.

Next second.

Clam!

The sharp blade was unsheathed, holding two weapons one long and one short in her hands. She raised her head and stared at Sigmun standing not far away, and the remaining temperature in her eyes disappeared bit by bit.

"I said..."

"If one day, if you become a beast, I will know you with my own hands!"

"Beast? I'm sober now, more sober than ever before, you think..."

Before Sigmun finished speaking, the red sword light filled his entire vision. Maria took action without hesitation.

"Okay, very good!" Sigmun laughed wildly, "Then let's see who is the real prey!" He raised the dragon hunting axe and collided with Maria's figure head-on.

boom!

The aftermath of the two attacks rolled up snow, and the collapse of the surrounding mountains became even more intense. Outside the core position of the battle between the two sides, in the high altitude of the wind and snow, Veramont was silently watching all this.

"What a pity, if I don't come, Atowa might be able to die quietly and decently." He watched silently for a while, and the surprise in his eyes became stronger and stronger. In the valley below, the collision between the two figures had lasted for a long time, and the combat power shown by Sigmun was hard to believe that he was just a seventh level who had just crossed the threshold.

"The terrible hunter contract, the terrible guy, just because this is recognized by the rules of the world?" Villamont murmured to himself, and he even had a weird idea that he might not need to enter the ninth level to reach the end.

If we can take another step, even if we are just eighth-level hunters, no one in this world can face their attack head-on.

"It's over, it's just a pity. He's a good young man." Veramont glanced down and disappeared from the spot.

At this time, the battle below was over, and Sigmun was covered in blood. He could not remember how many times his body had been repaired in the battle. The bones in his right hand were exposed. He tried to raise his arm, and the dragon hunting axe in his hand turned into pieces and fell on the snow.

Opposite him was Maria with a sharp and white face as white as paper. Sigmun, who became a beast, was obviously not Maria's opponent, but his strength also left a deep damage on Maria.

Swiveling his arm and sprinkling blood stains on the blade, Maria walked towards Sigmund, who was knocked into the valley in the wind and snow.

In similar scenes, she could not remember how many times she had performed. She had watched those originally warm and friendly teammates turn into beasts and then personally ruin them one by one. She had already become numb and used to all this.

But for some reason, in this strange world, in this unknown valley, when Maria raised her weapon again, her movements were firm, but her heart couldn't help but tremble.

Perhaps it was because the young man in front of him gave her a chance to make a new choice, which made her, the dead man, start to look forward to the future, but it was the young man who broke this hope with his own hands.

A life without hope is no different from death.

【Fallen Leaves】

Maria stabbed the weapon in her hand.

"Goodbye, Sigmon, may you find peace in the world of long sleep."

laugh!

Sigmun raised his right hand hard to block Maria's attack, but he consumed too much power in the previous battle. His palm was easily pierced by weapons. The sharp weapon passed through his palm and penetrated into the heart and nailed him to the wall.

Seeing the vitality of the man in front of him die little by little, Maria quietly let go of her hand and left her beloved weapon on Sigmun.

Now she has lost the reason to continue fighting, and the so-called weapons have no meaning of existence.

Turning back, the wind and snow were raging, and the surroundings were cold, and the bells on the top of the Star Bell Tower seemed to ring in my ears. Maybe someone like me deserved that ending.

Maria walked out of the valley.

But at this moment, in Sigmun's palm, the wound cut by the sharp blade, was squeezed out of the wound by Sigmun's properly placed Secret Eye. The surface of the Secret Eye was shining brightly, and the vitality in Sigmun's body was cut off, and the moment when he exhaled his last breath...

The surging vitality burst out from the hidden corner of his body.

Resurrection.

Sigmun opened his eyes suddenly, and his pupils were clear.

"I'm so lucky, I almost got killed by that woman." He couldn't help but complain, but the next second, his expression frozen on his face, because Maria, who had just left in front of him, reappeared and held the weapon that penetrated his body again.

"Wait!" Sigmun's face changed wildly, "Listen to my explanation..."
Chapter completed!