Hate Me, Miss Witch!

Esgania, the Valley of the End.

Wuwuwu——

The stormy wind in the wasteland blew through the huge canyon, carrying with it the smell of corrosion and decay.

The armored man stood beside the military camp at the entrance of the canyon. The extremely black armor seemed to swallow up the light.

If someone saw the man's face clearly, they would be shocked to the point of inexplicable horror.

Vortigern.

The despicable king who usurped the throne and plunged Esgania into a quagmire of war.

According to the intelligence fed back by the scouts in the Knight Alliance, Vortigern should have been stationed in the royal capital of Esgania, but at this moment, he appeared on the battlefield in the border wilderness.

Click——

The sound of dead leaves being crushed came from the side.

This is a gentleman who is luxuriously dressed and looks quite elegant and calm. However, the pale color on his face is a bit inhuman, which shows his bloodline identity.

Moreover, from the fact that he can appear next to Vortigern without any trouble, it can be seen that his status in the vampire clan is definitely not low.

A legendary vampire prince.

"Flanders, what's going on with the Holy See of Dawn?"

Vortigern didn't look back and spoke indifferently.

"It's still the same. The cardinal's mental power is always locked in the palace, and he obviously thinks that His Majesty is still in the palace."

"After all, he is just an ordinary cardinal. Even breaking through to the legendary rank relies on the blessing of the God of Dawn."

"Such a low-quality legend that relies on external force to break through will be limited to this for the rest of its life. Even His Majesty can't tell the half body of a legendary combat power that he has developed under his nose."

Blood Prince Flanders showed a cold laugh.

Since ancient times, the Vampire Clan and the Holy See have had an undying feud. In the heretical hunting order of the Holy See of Dawn, the Vampire Clan has always firmly occupied the top spot.

Therefore, Fred naturally disliked the red archbishop.

"Speaking of which, a mere coalition of rebel princes... I didn't expect His Majesty to take it so seriously."

There was a bit of contempt in Flanders' words.

"A rebel leader who is not even a legend and has only managed to win over a group of fans with a so-called King-Selecting Sword actually dares to call him the "King of Knights". "

"How ridiculous."

In the legendary circle, the title of king is exclusive and transcends the boundaries of the throne.

"When a lion fights a rabbit, he also uses all his strength."

Vortigern, who was wearing black armor, did not have any contempt in his words.

Although he was only half a body, the pressure that this despicable king unleashed invisibly was not at all inferior to that of the legendary vampire prince.

"According to the feedback this land has given me... the self-proclaimed King of Knights, Artolis, is truly capable of threatening my current dominance."

"Moreover, the holy sword he obtained from the lake is also very extraordinary."

"Of course, what I value more is "Akatsuki" and the black knight "Cain". "

When he said this, there was finally a hint of solemnity in Vortigern's dark and withered eyes.

Although he usurped the throne in a despicable way, no matter what, when he became the king, he still gained the authority and protection of this land, and was able to obtain some information that was difficult for outsiders to collect.

Although the King of Knights was powerful, Vortigern was secretly frightened by the origin of the holy sword and the huge mystery hidden in it.

But after all, that is just personal bravery. As the king of this land, he has the confidence to suppress all foreign enemies.

What is really scary is the human heart.

It is the concept conveyed by the organization called "Akatsuki".

The rebels will be defeated as long as they kill their leader, but if the philosophy of the Akatsuki organization still exists, then even if one rebellion is suppressed...

Without the King of Knights, there will still be the King of Conquerors and the King of Heroes...

As long as the ideals of the Akatsuki organization exist, the flame of rebellion will never die in the land of Esgania.

"Remember, the most important targets of this encirclement and suppression are Artolis and Cain. The other great knights, princes and nobles, as well as the civilians, can all be given up."

"I will take care of Artolis, and Cain will be left to you, Flanders."

"I hope the prince of the blood clan will not disappoint me."

Vortigern's calm words sounded.

He was even prepared to give up killing Artolis and kill Cain himself if Flanders couldn't solve it.

The other party's importance is too high.

If he doesn't die for a day, he won't be able to feel at ease for a day.

"Cain is just a small fourth or fifth ring... not even a title level."

"If I take action myself, there will be no chance for him to survive."

Fred glanced at Vortigern with some confusion, not understanding why he was so interested in Cain.

However, Vortigern's strength and identity were all in front of him, so he said no more.

"Since I have chosen to cooperate, I will naturally go all out."

"Just hope..."

"When the matter is accomplished, Your Majesty will be able to keep his promise and help us hunt down the escaped True Ancestor "Black Princess"..."

"That is not only my personal opinion, but also the meaning of the ancestor of our vampire clan, the Crimson Moon."

"certainly."

Vortigern glanced at Flanders beside him.

In today's chaotic Western Continent, there are countless religious groups.

As a blood prince, Fred also has a corresponding background behind him.

"Crimson Moon"

Not a demigod, but an ancient god with the same status as the true god.

If not, with Flanders' ordinary legendary strength, he really wouldn't be qualified to sit down and negotiate terms with him on an equal footing.

He looked up at the dim sky.

"It will be completely dark in two hours. At that time, we will directly enter the Valley of the End, then break into it and launch an siege..."

"I originally thought that the humble king Vortigern was a manic and brainless tyrant... I didn't expect that he was quite intelligent."

"With his status as a vampire prince, he can withstand ordinary sunlight except at noon... But in order to avoid weakening the combat power, he chose to attack only after dark."

"But that's right, how can a humble king who can usurp the throne have no plans and strategies?"

"If that idiot Gawain really came with me, he would probably be lying dead on the spot by now."

Suddenly there was a vague and hazy sound, echoing throughout the empty and silent Valley of the End.

Vortigern and Flanders looked up sharply.

All he saw was a figure wearing an Akatsuki robe with a black background and red clouds, and a whirlpool mask on his head, only revealing a pair of eyes.

Just like this, he stood silently on the heights of the Valley of the End, bathing in the dim light of the night.

Like a dark devil.

There were exclamations from the soldiers in the military camp behind him. Everyone knew this black-haired figure.

Founder of Xiao.

Black Knight - Cain.

Char stood high up, the Akatsuki robe behind him rustling with the storm that passed through the canyon, overlooking the ant-sized figures below.

"One, two... Let me go, there are actually multiple levels of lord-level abyssal aberrations hidden in the military camp. When combined, they become a legendary combat power."

"You really think highly of me when you dispatch three legendary warriors at once."

Vortigern's half-length appearance remained unchanged: "Cain."

"It's obvious that the ability of divination and prophecy has been covered up, but is there still some leakage?"

He looked at everything around him, but didn't find any clues.

"Did Artolis prepare an ambush here?"

"Ancient holy relics? Divine descent ceremony? Or an enemy-level formation?"

Vortigern listed them one by one without any sense of nervousness.

Although this is only a half body based on a holy relic, its rank is a genuine legend. Ordinary traps and calculations cannot pose a threat to him at all.

However, facing Vortigern's question, the black-robed figure above the valley just shook his head slightly.

"Ambush? Why do you think I would bring that kind of oil bottle?"

A hint of coldness flashed through the holes of the whirlpool mask.

"I came here alone."

"But only one person is enough."

boom--

The dark magic power suddenly surged.

Although he clearly carries the name of a king, Vortigern's actions are just like his humble name of usurping the throne of the king, without mentioning martial ethics.

In an instant, Char's whole body was enveloped by the dark magic power that swallowed the light.

The rocks where he stood collapsed and turned into countless falling earth and rock fragments.

Almost at the same time, the soldiers stationed in the barracks began to flee in all directions.

This was an order given by Vortigern himself... He knew that the Black Knight Cain had a special explosive ability. In past wars, he often sent himself into the center of the army, and then directly blew up a large area, but he could Escaped unharmed.

The power of that kind of explosion is not much of a threat to the legend, but it is a weapon that can kill small soldiers and miscellaneous fish.

If Cain really seizes the opportunity to do this in the military camp, then the soldiers sent out this time will definitely suffer heavy losses.

However, the next moment.

It was clear that the earth and rocks beneath his feet were shattered at the same moment, but Char's figure flashed rapidly.

Then, it stood again on a cliff stone pillar that was still not broken.

He stood on the stone pillar and looked down indifferently at the fleeing soldiers and monster alliance below.

"Can you run away?"

Almost at the same moment when the words were spoken.

A pale golden glow spread along the ground.

It was a golden barrier, and the pressure like royal power enveloped the hearts of every soldier in an instant, making them feel as if they were covered with a huge weight.

Vortigern snorted coldly.

The next moment, the spreading golden barrier suddenly shattered under the pressure of the legend.

However, it was at this moment that was delayed by the realm of royal power.

Thousands of sky-piercing screams shone at the same moment.

Golden doors one after another shone in the soft night behind Xia Ya.

That is a door involving the laws of space. Behind the golden door is connected to the secondary subsidiary dimension created by the shining "space pocket".

Immediately afterwards.

The flowing light of pale silver condenses.

Thousands of silver particles are analyzed and produced in the atmosphere.

Then, based on Yui’s intelligence...

Under the effect of the red "Sword Bone", countless free metal particles were transformed into metal swords.

Like thousands of bright silver meteor showers, shooting out in the night sky through the golden door.

Pfft——

Pfft——

It was the sound of countless flesh and blood being penetrated.

There were obviously thousands of swords fired out at the same time, but under the intelligent guidance provided by Yui, each shot hit the target's vital position without any deviation.

Or the back of the heart, or the neck.

There were sounds of bodies falling to the ground.

Under the silver sword rain, almost all the soldiers and abyss monsters below the fifth level in the military camp were killed in an instant.

Corpses littered the fields.

"interesting."

Vortigern's voice sounded faintly.

He was not furious because of the death of his soldiers. He just looked at Char and said: "In my perception, the total amount of magic power in your body is not that much, it is only at the level of five to six rings."

"However, with the combination of various unique abilities, you can perform at a level far beyond that of a strong person of the same level as you."

"What is this spatial ability called?"

"You can call it - Unlimited Sword System."

Xia Ya still stood on the towering stone pillar and answered indifferently.

This is a new combo created by combining the shiny "Space Pocket", the red "Sword Bone", and Yui's "Metal Creation" at the same time.

However, something unexpected happened when naming the combo.

Red prefers the name "Unlimited Swordsmanship", while Winky insists on calling it "King's Treasure".

So the final choice fell on Yui.

Relying on the friendship of the plastic sisters, "Infinite Sword System" finally won.

…

Hundreds of miles away, the city of the rebel coalition.

In the lord's mansion, Isadella slowly opened her eyes, and the holy sword in her hand emitted a dazzling light.

She felt that in this time and space, her compatibility with the Holy Sword had improved a bit.

The shackles that were originally sealed on her body also disappeared, allowing Isadella to exert all her real strength in this special time and space.

"Fortunately, I caught up."

Feeling the still peaceful city, Isadella couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the encirclement and suppression has not yet begun.

As a king, she should not be indecisive, let alone let her personal feelings affect the overall decision-making.

However, that was not the reason for her to watch Cain die.

But now, with the shackles that limited her strength being lifted, it also means that she truly has legendary combat power.

Even if there were legends among the troops sent by Vortigern to encircle and suppress them, Isadella would still be sure of winning.

No longer need to break out like a bereaved dog, but face the enemy head-on.

In this way...

There is no need for Cain to die...

Such thoughts just occurred.

The next moment, Isadella heard the sound of rapid approaching footsteps in the distance.

"king."

"Cain crowned him, and disappeared from his dwelling."

The soldier knelt down on one knee and spoke hurriedly.

"A patrolling knight saw him breaking out towards the west, in the direction of the encirclement and suppression army, but Cain's crown was so fast that no one could stop him."

boom--

The pressure that erupted in that moment made everyone in the entire lord's mansion feel frightened.

"Sir Tristan."

There was a bit of confusion in those awe-inspiring words.

"My subordinates know."

The red-haired knight, who had been waiting for a long time, played his organ and quickly activated his ability.

He is a beast master who specializes in perception and detection, and the organ-shaped sacred relic is his contracted pet.

next moment.

Accompanied by the sweet sound of the organ, a picture like a water curtain slowly condensed and took shape in the void.

What emerges from the picture is a man in black armor exuding legendary power, and a pale-faced vampire prince...

Behind them were countless corpses of soldiers and monsters.

On the other side, there was a thin figure wearing a black red cloud robe and a whirlpool mask.

He has black hair and black eyes, and his back is turned to everyone.

He was alone, but he seemed to be accompanied by thousands of troops.