"Xiaobei..."
Ye Qiu watched as ng Xiaobei died in front of him with a smile on his face.
The blood on his chest had gradually dried up and stopped flowing.
His body was slowly becoming cold.
This scene was very much like the battlefield of the final battle, where Ye Qiu watched his comrades charge forward and die in battle.
Before they died, they too had smiles on their faces.
They turned their heads, opened their mouths towards Ye Qiu, as if saying sothing.
But the mory was too distant.
Ye Qiu could not hear clearly at all.
After ng Xiaobei completely died, the forty-fifth section of the Desire Oil Painting was re-colored.
In an instant, the entire painting seed to beco more vivid, with each section and every color beginning to flow quickly.
Like trickling streams converging into rivers and seas.
All these colors flowed towards the last remaining uncolored section.
The forty-sixth section!
When the vibrant colors filled the last section,
the voices of the comrades in the scene before Ye Qiu’s eyes suddenly beca clear, as if an obstruction was removed:
"Boss Ye, you must live well!"
"Brother Ye, in the next life, let’s be brothers again and fight the damn Alien Race!"
"For Great Xia, I die without regret!"
"Die without regret!"
The voices that had once faded away seed to return to his side, to stand behind him once more.
This was truly their last battle cry before their noble sacrifice!
Ye Qiu clenched his fist tightly.
The fears and heart demons that plagued him disappeared completely after hearing this clear cry.
Faith is the best weapon to conquer fear!
...
"Wonderful!"
"Wonderful!"
A figure wearing a black hood erged from the nearby wall.
With a light wave of his hand, the fully restored Desire Oil Painting fell into his hand.
Handling it carefully, he took out a transparent glass cover, placed the painting inside, and then put it into a palm-sized pouch.
Having done all this, just as he was about to speak,
a faintly discernible golden Profound Text appeared not far from the right side in front of him.
In the blink of an eye, this golden Profound Text grew to the height of a person, carrying a mountain-shaking montum, and rushed toward the figure in the black hood.
The figure in the black hood let out a strange cry and dashed madly towards a wall.
A whirlpool like a quagmire ford on the wall and swallowed him completely.
The next second, the golden Profound Text pursued and struck the wall.
With a loud bang, the wall collapsed into fragnts.
In the dust, there was no trace of the figure in the black hood.
"He got away."
"His thods are indeed peculiar. I didn’t sense any obvious spatial fluctuations around."
Lin Jingxuan’s perception, connected to the Heaven and Earth Array, couldn’t even discern the other’s whereabouts; this was simply unbelievable.
This suggests that, if the other party wanted to create chaos in North County, they could co and go as they pleased?
This was the first ti Lin Jingxuan felt pressure after breaking through the Ninth Realm and integrating with the Heaven and Earth Array.
"Fourth Senior Brother, are you okay?"
Han Zhan quickly caught up.
Though they had been protecting Ye Qiu in advance, no one expected that the "Ye Qiu" they were ticulously guarding had been quietly swapped out.
Another mysterious Antique Artifact effect.
By the ti they realized and searched the entire county for Ye Qiu, quite a bit of effort had been spent.
Han Zhan first glanced at Fourth Senior Brother Ye Qiu, confirming he was unhard, then turned his gaze to the lifeless ng Xiaobei opposite him.
ng Xiaobei had committed suicide.
This was evident from the position of the dagger lodged in his chest.
"Why?" Han Zhan, like Ye Qiu initially, asked the sa question.
Clearly, they were at the last step, clearly used an Antique Artifact to switch Ye Qiu, seeing as success was at hand.
Why did ng Xiaobei commit suicide?
"Because he wanted to be a hero."
The dead won’t speak, so Ye Qiu offered the answer. "Only fools aspire to be heroes."
ng Xiaobei was a fool.
Those fallen Great Xia Combat Spirit Contract Masters were fools.
"Fourth Senior Brother? Where are you going?"
Suddenly, Han Zhan saw Ye Qiu stand up and walk towards the door.
He quickly called out from behind.
"To beco a fool."
With that, Ye Qiu strode forward, not looking back as he walked into the distance.
The night wind was slightly cool.
Amid the howling winds, it seed that the last words ng Xiaobei had said to him before dying still lingered:
"Go rge with the Origin of Slaughter, Brother Ye Qiu, and stand back up, like when I first saw you, beco a hero!"
...
In a place far from North County.
A shadow wearing a black hood was suddenly "spat" out of the ground.
He lay prostrate on the ground, gasping for air.
"Truly thrilling."
"As expected of ’Heaven’s Will Shocking Profound’ Lin Jingxuan, almost fell into his hands."
"Heh."
Saying this, the figure in the black hood chuckled to himself.
He stood up, nonchalantly dusting off the dirt from his body.
"But, the next thing to do is the truly dangerous step."
Two days later.
Imperial Capital, Constant Castle.
The proud Imperial Knights received an uninvited guest.
Ignoring the knights’ Aura and prohibitions, he walked boldly into Constantine Cathedral as if it were an uninhabited land.
This was the core area of the Imperial Knights, and also a forbidden zone for ordinary people.
Here housed the empire’s most central sacred relic—the Knight’s Code.
Because of this, there were eight guards just to protect Constantine Cathedral, each with Tier Seven strength.
They were cautiously watching this mysterious intruder in black, puzzled.
"Leave this place, intruder."
At that mont, holy light suddenly fell, within the pure white light, a tall knight holding a silver lance appeared at the end of the path.
Wearing the knight armor formal attire, Louis XVII seed like a completely different person.
"I am here to make a deal with Him."
A voice from within the black hood replied.
"Nonsensical." Louis XVII shook his head with a calm expression, raising his Knight’s Lance, the tip starting to gather power, the blazing white light seemingly about to pierce through the other at any mont.
Suddenly, he stopped his action.
Not just him, all the Imperial Knights of Constantine Cathedral simultaneously put down their weapons and shields.
They knelt on one knee, facing the depths of the Cathedral in knight’s salute.
In every Imperial Knight’s ear, they heard the new gospel from the Knight’s Code.
——Let him in.
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