Arad's crooked savior

Now it is no longer a matter of not killing Leviathan, but whether it can survive.

When the red moon rises, a mysterious curse also descends on the earth. The lives within the envelope seem to be shackled by a mysterious weight, making it extremely difficult to walk.

The powerful ones can still struggle a little, but those with little strength like the eldest princess are almost breathless from the pressure, their pretty faces turn red, and fine sweat breaks out on their foreheads.

The situation was critical, and just when everyone was in despair, the earth burst into lightning again. Max held the light gun in both hands and shot straight into the sky toward Leviathan's head.

Desperate Hunt: Death Pierce!

The golden light from the spear burst into the sky, and Leviathan, who was caught off guard, was pierced through one eye and the bones of Tianling Gai. For a moment, the wind stopped and the clouds were still, and the fallen leaves solidified.

"Succeeded? Leviathan is dead?" Someone was trembling with anticipation.

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Ugh~

Vomiting out a large mouthful of blood, Max fell to the ground again like a swallow with broken wings.

The blow just now burned out his life ability.

Not willing to give in!

If he could discover and wake up early and truly become the "Slaughter Soul", he would be able to fight against Leviathan.

However, it was too late to wake up, and my body could no longer support it.

Blood rolled out of Leviathan's eyes, like a waterfall. It was injured, but it was not fatal.

Filled with the apostle's aura, it was almost visible to the naked eye that the injuries were improving and healing rapidly.

The amazing resilience makes people even more desperate.

…

"Your Highness, we have to leave." Cyrus grabbed the void, holding the God-killing Sword in his palm, his expression extremely solemn.

She can try to challenge Leviathan, but now everything is based on the safety of Her Royal Highness!

As for the eldest prince, there is also the eldest princess who is in a very bad state. She cannot control so many people.

The bloody and violent Demon King Tamos floated above her, looking at Leviathan who was recovering rapidly. He was indeed a very powerful opponent.

The God-killing Sword suddenly extended, and under Cyrus's suspicious gaze, it automatically penetrated into an uninhabited void, where something seemed to be hidden.

Ding~!

The sound was pleasant and soft, and the tip of the sword seemed to hit something hard.

"Damn it, just take the people and run away..."

Ye Lin looked helpless. He was enjoying the show in the dark, but suddenly he was poked out by Tamos, a dead ball, and had to expose himself.

"Why are you here!" Cyrus was surprised and slightly weird. Shouldn't this guy be catching Ludmila?

"I'm worried about my wife's safety."

Now that he was discovered, he didn't bother to hide anymore. He turned a blind eye to the ferocious Leviathan and walked directly in front of the two of them. He first looked at the smiling Third Princess, and then at the cool Cyrus.

"Get out!"

Wei Wei gritted his teeth and whispered a threat. Cyrus wanted to kill this guy with a sword, but he still felt a little warm.

The eldest princess Celia, who was being supported by someone, looked at her affectionate sister and brother-in-law over there, and suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

Is it because of the relief that the Sword God has arrived, or is it because of envy, or in other words, jealousy?

The man she married first had, at best, a high emotional intelligence, which meant he was well-behaved, gentle and honest. Another way of saying he had a low emotional intelligence was that he was too settled and conformist and could not match her ambition.

If so, we can get his resources...

The eldest princess stared deeply at Ye Lin, who was relaxed and content with the giant beast beside her, and her heart was filled with waves.

…

People who were originally in despair because of Max's downfall have rekindled their hopes, almost bursting into tears, wanting to hug Ye Lin's lap and shouting "Dad" doesn't matter.

The previous jealousy and hostility towards him were all forgotten at this moment at least.

They don't care about the Third Princess's consort, even if he inherits the Delos Empire and becomes the emperor in the future. Now they just want to leave this hellish place, and they want to live.

Only by living can you enjoy all the good things in the future.

Sword God!

A strong man in the legendary realm, and a person known as the strongest adventurer. Perhaps, he can find a way to defeat this monster.

"Ahem~"

Max coughed out a mouthful of blood and struggled to get up. He held the magic gun and dragged his exhausted body closer to the night forest. His eyes were particularly bright and shining, and he said eagerly: "Tell me, what is the realm above the legend? What?"

Although he was almost in a state of collapse and seriously injured, he could feel that Ye Lin was not in the same level of legend as he was rumored to be.

It was even higher, too high for him to read or understand.

My wish before dying was to understand this realm!

It turns out that legend is not a "legend", and legend is not the limit.

Ye Lin raised his hand and took out a potion, wanting to hand it to the other person to recover. Although this hunter was from the Empire, he was not a naturally malicious person.

"No, tell me, what is above the legend?"

After slapping away the potion, Max rejected the hope of living. He had his own reasons, a reason for atonement.

"Is it above the legend?" Ye Lin sighed softly. There was nothing to hide from the dying person.

"In the realm of legend, one step forward is a return to nature. Looking back on your long road, thousands of insights merge into one heart, as if your path has returned to the starting point."

After a pause to collect his thoughts, Ye Lin continued: "The so-called sword god is also a sword soul. You are the first soul of slaughter, and you are actually a hunter. No matter how high your realm increases, it all comes from your initial decision. The way to go is the Empire God of Fighting, Zara Maya, she should also have a clue of the idea of ​​returning to nature."

"Have you already taken this step?" Max was shocked and smiled bitterly.

It turns out that the Sword Saint and Sword God are actually just a name for reaching a certain realm. They can be called Sword Gods, of course they can also be called Sword Immortals, or even just any other name.

The most essential thing is that you decided on the path you wanted to take in the first place.

Whether it is practicing the ultimate swordsmanship, learning how to manipulate ghosts and gods, or the power of fluctuations and blood, these are the true sources of power.

"Return to nature? No, I'll go further." Ye Lin smiled calmly, his expression calm and composed, already otherworldly.

Max was so shocked that he couldn't turn his head around, but in the eyes of Cyrus, who was always cool, this guy was suspected of holding a cup.

"I name this realm... Taichu!"

Professionals, awakened ones, the realm of legends, returning to the true origin, and then, can be called the original power.

"Hahahaha~!"

Max was stunned for a moment, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed with blood pouring from his mouth. The magic gun in his hand kept trembling. His hair was disheveled like a madman, but there was a sense of enlightenment on his face.

Like a flashback, Max suddenly stood proudly with a spear in hand, tall and straight, and laughed: "Hunters, listen up, if you want to step into the legend, the most important thing is to restrain your hunting desire! You are a hunter , it’s a human being, not a monster!”

He was the champion of the first Red Moon Festival. He preyed on the aura of monsters wantonly but eventually went crazy and killed a group of juniors. He deeply regretted it.

Now, he wanted to use his tragic situation and death to truly point out a future path for the hunter profession, which has no foundation.

Don't lose yourself in the pleasure of swallowing the breath of monsters. Always maintain the perseverance and absolute calmness that a hunter should have.