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Chapter 17 Knights
"A thousand stabs." The blond knight waved his pointer severely.

"Yes, Lord Knight." Lucifer raised the spear in his hand, rushed towards the wooden man in the distance, stabbed fiercely into the wood, pulled it out forcefully, retreated ten meters away, and sprinted again.

"Nine hundred..99." The sweaty Lucifer was a little short of breath, but he still held the spear tightly with his arms.

"One thousand!" Lucifer rushed towards the wooden man firmly.

"Very well, don't stop, move your body in place." The blond knight patted Lucifer on the shoulder. "Remember, there are only knights who die in front of their teammates, there are no knights who escape."

The blond knight used his foot to pick up a heavier spear next to him.

"Everyone has something to protect. This is the meaning of the knight's existence." The blond knight handed the shield to Faxilu.

"And the moment we throw away the shield, there is only one code of chivalry left: Guardian."

"The last glory." The blond knight stood in front of Faxilu, watching the dragon attacking in the distance. Although his body was already scarred, the blond knight did not retreat.

"Watch Lucifer, this is the meaning of the knight's existence." The blond knight threw away the shield in his hand and rushed towards the dragon resolutely.

The meaning of moths to the flame is to find the light, and the meaning of the existence of knights is to protect.

Lucifer, who was injured and unable to move, could only watch the blond knight rushing towards the dragon, trying to shout something loudly, but found that no sound could come out.

The blond knight was dead, and so was the dragon.

Lucifer only blames himself for not being strong enough.

"The meaning of a knight's existence is to protect, and the meaning of my existence is to protect you." The blond knight with weak breath finally touched Lucifer's head.

Lucifer reached out to hold his hand, but in the end only felt a burst of coldness.

I once ruled the world, but I couldn't find a meaning to protect it.

I was admired by thousands of people, but could not find a place to place my heart.

I am Lucifer, the supreme seraphim.

I am Lucifer, the fallen black angel of death.

I'm also the demon lord Satan, but I'm still a knight.

I think I have found the reason why I came to this world from another world.

The broken blade was re-melted by the black flame, as if being re-forged by a skilled blacksmith. With the black tip and the gun body decorated with skeletons, a devil dragon gun appeared in the hands of Satan. The bat behind Satan At some point, the wings had turned into the wings of a fallen angel burning with black flames.

"Falling - falling - heaven - making - it - anger." With a strong black light, one person and one horse gradually melted in the black light.

Just like ripples, bursts of black light circles were emitted from the tip of the gun, directly piercing through the barrier of the entire space.

"No!" There was a piercing scream.

The demon knight burning with black flames held the demon dragon gun and directly pierced the monster's abdomen. As the flame burned, it emitted a black light, which was not dazzling, but as the blackness spread, a black hole directly swallowed Chen Yihua monster made.

A spinning black hole doesn't gobble things up like a black hole created by the shattering of the universe.

It slowly rotated, emitting a non-glare black light, gradually covering the entire backyard.

It's like someone turned off the lights in the whole world. Whether you open your eyes or close your eyes, there is darkness in front of your eyes, you can't see your fingers, you can't see any colors, and everything in the backyard seems to be swallowed by a black hole.

"Thank you for letting me understand the meaning of guardianship."

Fang Jie suddenly heard the voice of Satan in his ears, and then fell into silence again.

It seems that centuries have passed, and it seems that it is only a few moments.

When Fang Jie and others regained their sight, the monster and Satan had disappeared, leaving only traces after the battle, telling the world that a battle had taken place here.

The feathers of the fallen angel wings flying all over the sky swayed soft light, and when they fell on the ground, they quickly turned into light spots and dissipated away.

Fang Jie stretched out his hand to borrow a pitch-black feather, and the feather lay quietly in Fang Jie's hand, a little confused and a little sad.

Satan, who had returned to his original body, sat quietly on the demon throne and smiled.

Demon Sword stayed quietly on the table beside him, a little displeased, perhaps because the summoned avatar was broken by a weak monster, making trembling sounds.

After appeasing the demon sword, Satan closed his eyes. After tens of thousands of years in the demon world, his body was almost rusted.

The entire demon hall gradually fell into darkness, and after a distant sigh, a hoarse voice sounded: "It's a beautiful world, what a pity."

Then, as if thinking of something, he laughed again, his voice was a bit piercing.

"Buzz, buzz." The cell phone dropped aside woke up Fang Jie, who was in a daze. After putting the feathers in his hand away close to his body, Fang Jie picked up the cell phone beside him.

"Little Fangzi! Why did you just answer the phone!" As soon as Fang Jie answered the phone, Fang Jie heard a burst of complaints, gently wiped the corners of his eyes, calmed down, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I followed the task you gave me to monitor Feng Jie, but I didn't expect to make a major discovery!" Han Fei exclaimed. If he hadn't been mentally strong, he would probably be terrified instead of amazed.

Feng Jie?

Fang Jie thought about it in confusion, nodded to Li Xiaobai who was hiding, and pointed to Yunfeng who couldn't stand beside him.

Li Xiaobai, who was hiding on the side, saw the monster was dealt with, and immediately ran out after receiving Fang Xie's instructions, supported the weak Yunfeng, took him to the side to rest, and turned to look at Fang Xie.

After Fang Jie nodded to Li Xiaobai, he pointed to the phone, and Li Xiaobai nodded understandingly.

"Tell me." Fang explained, hiding his doubts in his heart.

"Didn't I listen to you in the morning, go and monitor Feng Jie!"

"Then I went to follow him! Who knew he was surfing the Internet in my home Internet cafe, and then I waited for him to finish, and then followed him."

"He went into his own studio and didn't come out for hours, and I became suspicious."

"Later I sneaked into his studio."

"Who knew there was an underground secret passage in his studio. I looked around the studio, but there was no one there."

"I entered this secret underground passage again, and there was a big room inside. Unexpectedly, someone died here, and then I took a closer look at the dead person."

"Unexpectedly, the person who died turned out to be Feng Jie!"

After quietly listening to Han Fei's words, Fang Jie fell into doubt. There is a secret passage in Feng Jie's studio, and a Feng Jie died inside?
　Is anyone watching?I don't know if anyone will watch it, alas. . . .It's good to leave a comment, otherwise it feels like playing a stand-alone game, very decadent.

　　
　
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