Demon King Priest Chapter 52: The truth about death

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When Arcelia took the hair band and tied the messy blond hair back to the ponytail again, there was already a layer of blush on her snow-white face.

"Then, I'll go back first." After saying goodbye to Ulysses politely, Arcelia left the room with a lot of temperature rise with steady steps as always.

"Oh." Looking at this place that has been messed up a lot compared to just now, Ulysses sighed helplessly.

When did such a wonderful relationship start? He and Alseria shouldn't have done such a thing in the first place.

Unfortunately, there will be no regret medicines sold in this world, so he can only accept this result.

That night, Ulysses suffered from insomnia. While studying the mythical gems of Pluto with all his heart, he didn’t have time to think about unnecessary things, but what happened in the lounge with Arseria during the day was like a stone thrown into the water, making his calm heart confused again. .

Sure enough, there was still no way to look at it, turning over and over again, and Ulysses couldn't forget Arseria's sad expression at that time and the gentle embrace after that.

I want to do something for her. Maybe it’s a meaningless thing. Maybe in the end he will find that he just made a mistake, but some intuition tells him that the sisters in the realm of the witch must be in harmony with What does Arcelia have to do?

"Sandy, come here." Opening the window, Ulysses sent a message to the residence of Prince Venus, not far from his residence, that only two of them could hear.

"Hi!" A cheerful answer came from there.

As the number one secret doll made by Ulysses, Sandy will certainly not defy his orders, not to mention the trivial matter of coming to his room late at night, even in the daytime, she would be happy to come.

However, when Ulysses saw Sandy, she found that there were other things on her body—a mature woman with a beautiful figure, Ulysses vaguely remembered that it was something from the Shining Academy. Teacher.

"Come together?" Cindy, who ran to Ulysses with her bed partner tonight, blinked with her innocent big eyes, and then generously shared the captives of her love to Ulysses. In front of Lisis.

The teacher, who looks like her in his twenties, was naked in the sight of Ulysses. The plump mountain peaks rippling on his chest, a pair of pink **** stood upright in the sky, a slender, smooth belly and a rounded belly. Crotch curve. Extraordinarily tempting to associate.

What makes people more likely to lose control is that her hands are actually tied by a red ribbon, and she has obviously lost all resistance.

Probably, most normal men will breathe shortly when they see such a naked body, then their heartbeat will accelerate, and then...

"Sandy! Send the teacher back soon." Ulysses's sad expression of Arseria during the day came into his mind, and he issued a compulsory order to Sandy.

"Got it!" Sandy looked at Ulysses a little strangely. This is obviously a very pleasant thing. Why do you always refuse.

When Sandy sent her bed partner home tonight, Ulysses was already in his room fully prepared.

What he has to do this time, he could never do before. But when the pages of the Book of the Demon King became more and more open to him, things that could not be done before did not mean that he could not do it now.

For example, reverse analysis of the enemy's magic, and then find the loopholes in it, and completely crack the magic.

Of course, it is impossible for Ulysses to do this in battle, but Sandy's situation is special, and he may not be unsure of success.

Alzeria has always helped him a lot. From the most basic sword skills to duel training, her correct guidance is indispensable as he grows up.

However, the dark secret to be used this time has never been used by Ulysses before, so he is still a little worried.

It didn't take long before Sandy returned. She looked expectantly at Ulysses who summoned her to the room late at night, and began to look forward to a hot, sweet and sweet night.

"Cough, Sandy, what I will do later may make you a little sad. If you don't want you to say it right away." Looking at Sandy's real eyes that day, Ulysses felt guilty. Because what he has to do next is something he has never done before.

"It's okay, I will endure it no matter what." Sandy looked at Ulysses who was more nervous than herself with curiosity, and began to wonder how "sad" it was.

"Then, lie down on the bed first." Ulysses became more and more nervous.

"Hmm!" Sandy happily jumped onto Ulysses's bed, and then began to unzip her belt.

"Wait, what are you doing with your clothes off?" Ulysses discovered that Sandy had a serious misunderstanding of what he said.

"Would you like to wear clothes?" Sandy hesitated for a moment, then widened the belt as much as possible, so that Ulysses could wait to touch her body.

What does this kid think! Do you think that calling her to do something strange so late... Seeing Sandy lying on his bed in a seductive posture, Ulysses was completely speechless.

However, thanks to this relaxed atmosphere, Ulysses's somewhat overly nervous spirit has indeed relaxed a lot, and he is more sure of the next secret technique.

Concentrating, Ulysses summoned his own magic sword abyss to convict, and then inserted it on the floor of the room.

"Sandy, look into my eyes, and then recite the next prayer with me." Ulysses said seriously.

"Yes!" Sandy replied happily, her curious eyes constantly turning between Ulysses and the Abyss Conviction.

"Pray, the rebellious black butterfly."

"Pray, the rebellious black butterfly."

"What I feel at this moment, is connected to each other between the sky and the sky, and becomes eternal."

"What I feel at this moment, is connected to each other between the sky and the sky, and becomes eternal."

"The many wishes in the world are reversed only at this moment, passed down forever, and never ceased.

"The many wishes in the world are reversed only at this moment, passed down forever, and never ceased.

In the deep voice of Ulysses, Sandy read specific prayers line by line, and a large number of golden runes flew out from the abyss of conviction, and then in this room temporarily closed by Ulysses Flying in.

This is the dark secret that Ulysses learned from the Book of the Devil. The biggest role of this secret is to reverse enemy magic, but Ulysses hasn’t reached that level yet, so this time it’s used to trace back. What happened in the witch's realm.

There is no need to analyze all the enemy's secret methods and then reflect them back. What Ulysses wants is to see the two people in the witch's domain and the two girls who are extremely similar to Arseria.

For this, Sandy’s power is needed.

A large number of golden runes entangled and began to deform, and eventually turned into several golden ribbon-like things attached to Ulysses.

"Sandy, you must speak out if you are uncomfortable." Ulysses reminded Sandy, manipulating these golden ribbons that were part of his body.

"Ah, it's this..." Sandy is no stranger to this kind of ribbon. Just now she tied the teacher with a red one.

At this point, Ulysses couldn't stop, and directly activated this secret method.

Its name is "the method of obscenity of the children of prayer". It is a special secret method that a certain race is good at. It uses the special "child of prayer" to activate various forbidden techniques.

As the number of "Children of Prayer" increases, the power of this secret method increases. It can not only greatly increase the dark magic power of the envoy, but also display all kinds of incredible abilities.

However, Ulysses needs only the most basic ability, that is, the ability to analyze the opponent's magic and reverse it back.

The object of analysis was the Witch's Domain that day. This was originally a very difficult thing, because several days have passed since the battle that took place in the Witch's Domain.

Fortunately, the user of the witch domain, that is, the origin of magic, lies in Sandy, which makes the difficulty of this secret technique directly drop, even for beginners like Ulysses. Grasp success.

The golden ribbon traversed a strange path in the air, and then wrapped around Sandy's body.

"Ah!" Sandy let out a coquettish and lovely princess, and looked at Ulysses with wet eyes that were about to drip.

Ulysses obviously didn’t know before using this secret technique. This trick is that only the girl who has the closest relationship with the envoy can serve as the “child of prayer”, and this ritual In itself, it is equivalent to a special kind of intimacy.

It is not a direct entanglement of the body, but a higher level of spiritual union, which can be said to be a more intimate connection than a normal couple.

Sandy, who was used by Ulysses as the "Son of Prayer", felt three times more exciting than usual at this moment. The golden ribbons were like Ulysses' incarnation, stimulating her sensitivity in all directions. The site easily made her sweat all over her body.

Sandy was not the only one who was stimulated. Ulysses, who had never used this secret technique before, knew that this was such a ritual full of desire and happiness.

When the golden ribbon completely connected the senses of Ulysses and Sandy, Ulysses was almost completely lost in this ocean of senses.

This kind of unprecedented novel experience impacted his body and mind like waves, making his whole body plunged into this strange and wonderful wave.

Oops, can't continue like this! Realizing that he would be addicted to his desires in this situation, Ulysses quickly used Sandy's power as the "son of prayer" to launch the secret technique of retrospect.

With the golden light shining, time seemed to be flowing backwards. The battle that took place in the witch's domain a few days ago appeared again in front of Ulysses.

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The flame is burning, with misfortune and sorrow. The flame that once burned the beautiful girl to death, just for a little bit of jealousy and hatred, will never commit any crime in the name of "witch", just because he loves research The girl of black magic burned directly to the flames.

In the blood-red flame, the color of the girl in black began to change, from bottomless black to pure white.

This was the moment when the witch in white was born, and Ulysses's confusion began.

Ulysses stared at this girl who was very similar to Arseria, even if she knew that she was only a phantom that was traced back by magic, she was still amazed.

The ponytail exactly the same as Arcelia, the fluttering skirt corners, and the pure clothes like a lily, even if standing in the flames, it gives a person an incomparably holy beauty.

Just standing there like that, that beautiful and pitiful temperament makes people involuntarily moved. It is hard to imagine that she summoned the pyramid of the sun **** soon after, creating the terrible ten-day horizon. Vision.

Soon, the black figure also appeared in front of Ulysses. At this moment, the dark swordsman was surrounded by the terrifying dark aura, and no one could see her true face.

But Ulysses, who was once suppressed by the dark swordsman to the point of being unable to fight back, knew that behind the dark breath, there was a face exactly like Arseria, but the temperament looked more mature, and the eyes were also More persistent.

Ulysses didn't know where these two men came from and why they wanted to fight him, but their appearance really caused him great doubts.

For this reason, he returned to this moment again, looking for the truth of everything.

In this retrospective world, Ulysses saw him fighting for the first time. Under the fierce attack of the dark swordsman who resembled Arcelia, he was more embarrassed than he thought.

Every time he resists, there will be huge flaws, and every attack from the opponent caused his center of gravity to lose balance. If he hadn’t understood Alzeria’s sword skills too well, I’m afraid he would have been defeated. Lose again.

Even if he had such an advantage, it was only a short time before he was forced to a desperate situation. If it weren’t for the Abyssal Sentence at that time, it would just erode the opponent’s magic, causing the opponent to encounter the magic backlash, one of his One hundred percent of the hand will be chopped off.

It can be said that this battle is undoubtedly his fiasco at the level of sword skill competition. Arzeria’s sword is stronger than he imagined. Among all the powerhouses he knows, I’m afraid there is only Lei Lu is slightly stronger than her.

However, now is not the time to admire this. Ulysses gently walked to the witch in white and stretched out his hand.

The second time to go back and start, he wanted to know where the white witch came from and why he came to this witch domain.

As long as you know the reason, you may be able to find the truth of all this. Why are they so similar to Arcelia, and why are they fighting with him?

However, an unthinkable thing happened. In a world that was traced back by Ulysses, the Dark Swordsman who was attacking Ulysses jumped back and hit Ulysses’s hands. The witch in white stood in front of him.

His hand touched the cold chest of the Dark Swordsman.

Retroactively launched again, but the world that appeared this time was beyond Ulysses’s imagination.

This is a densely-vegetated forest. Hundreds of huge tents have been erected around the forest. Around each tent, you can see heavily armed soldiers.

In the woods, the noon sun fell to the ground through the dense treetops, leaving mottled spots of light on the ground covered with rotting leaves and dead branches, making this dark woods look less terrifying .

Some unknown vines are covered with ancient and huge tree trunks, and there is a little dew on the emerald green leaves. There are many low shrubs growing under the canopy, and many red berries are waiting for the occasional animals to enjoy them.

However, no animals will pass by, because all the creatures that live in this forest, whether they are carnivores or herbivores, fled madly here a few days ago.

This army is the only moving creature around this forest.

Obviously, the soldiers felt nervous and uneasy in such an unusually quiet world, in a world where the sound of insects could not even be heard.

The only thing that supported them was the tent in the center of the barracks, the tent with the golden lion pattern. Inside, there are their kings, as well as the twelve knights of the kingdom.

At this moment, in Wang's tent, a fierce debate is unfolding.

"Really decided to stop them here? Alzeria, there is no other defensible terrain besides this forest. Even if you want to fight the dead, I suggest you change the place. ."

"Yes, it's too bad to play here. Those death knights are not vegetarian."

"Alzeria, think about it again. It's still too late to transfer. As long as we save our strength, we still have a chance to fight back."

"My king, please think again. Even if you really want to fight here, please take care of yourself first. You are our country's hope. As long as you are still here, the country can definitely be rebuilt."

On the throne, Ulysses's familiar but unfamiliar girl was listening to the argument between the knights and the ministers in the tent.

It was Arcelia, but it wasn't Arcelia that Ulysses knew. Sitting on the throne, even if her figure does not change from what she is now, she feels very tall.

She just sat there, saying nothing, just holding the golden holy sword in her hand and gently stroking it, her eyes as gentle as a mother looking at her child.

Ulysses didn't understand what the people below were arguing about, but there was no doubt that everyone was persuading Arcelia to leave here temporarily. It seemed that this calm woods would soon be in great danger.

Then, Arcelia stood up, holding the golden holy sword, stood up resolutely.

"I have decided to fight here. If you can't block them here, there will be no future for mankind."

"This battle is inevitable."

When Arcelia stood up with the golden holy sword, all the voices disappeared.

The eyes below were confused, helpless, and sad, but no one said anything against it.

Because that is their king, the strongest knight, and the owner of the golden holy sword—Arceria.

The result of this battle, in fact, everyone knows, but they have to fight, and they have to fight, just to give the civilians on the vast land behind this woods time to escape and to give more countries time to gather their troops. .

This time, the enemies cannot negotiate, surrender, or even communicate, because they have long been asleep and have entered an eternal sleep.

However, someone awakened them, someone turned them into a tool of war, an invincible death corps.

Who is that person is still unknown, but the number of the army he has driven has reached a number that can make all countries desperate.

The oldest country in the south has fallen, and now the army is on the side of the horizon, advancing towards this country in a slow and unstoppable trend. If they cannot be stopped here, then the whole country will be completely destroyed. destroy.

It takes time for the people to evacuate, it takes time to form a new continental coalition, and it takes time to build a new front.

If there is no way to stop the death army here, then what awaits the entire continent is the darkest destiny.

So, someone must stand up, someone must be here to fight this army of death.

In the end, the person who stood up was a young king, a knight with an infinite future, holding a golden holy sword, and leading her twelve knights of the round table and an army willing to follow her, came here. Waiting for the army of death that is bound to come.

Until the end, someone was still persuading her, but her determination did not waver at all. The golden holy sword in her hand seemed to reflect her determination, exuding a more brilliant brilliance than usual.

Finally, darkness has arrived.

It was a terrible sight that no army had ever seen before. It was clearly noon, but the whole sky was shrouded in darkness, and even a purple moon of evil appeared.

The weird purple moonlight stretched out darker shadows on the plains. Where the moonlight was shining, several dead human bones crawled out from time to time. As soon as these resurrected dead appeared, they stopped straightening their bodies and joined the ocean of white bones that couldn't see the edge.

The ocean can't be seen how wide or deep it is. It's just that the place where the field of vision can cover is all that rugged white.

When this army moved forward, no one made a sound. All the units were silent, moving forward step by step. Covered by the purple moonlight, they seem to be able to go on like this forever, until the end of the world.

There is no smell of blood, but the air is filled with sadness. Many soldiers have seen the death **** holding a dark gray sickle above the army in fantasy.

In this hell-like land, the army did not retreat. Under a golden banner, there is an array of knights with armor engraved with magical inscriptions and holding two-handed swords that are filled with holy light.

In the center of these knights, there is Arcelia holding a golden holy sword and her eyes calm as water.

When the tide of death came, Arseria only did one thing, and that was to lift up the golden holy sword in her hand, and then led the twelve knights around her into the infinite. White in the ocean.

"Fight for my king!"

"Long live England!"

In the brave roar, this enlightened army rushed towards the endless sea of ​​bones with Alzeria and the twelve knights as arrows.

Among them, they have achieved fame, have their own castles and territories, and become aristocratic nobles; some have just joined the army and parted with their new wives; some have escaped soldiers from foreign countries who have lost their parents and relatives.

However, at this moment, their actions are exactly the same, that is, charge, charge, and charge again. In this mortal battle, no one retreats.

Using the terrain to set up traps, according to the city, these tactics are very effective for humans. However, in the face of this desperately large number of Death Legions, and becoming more and more powerful over time, all tactics are meaningless.

Use the fastest speed to destroy the opponent's most forces in the shortest time. This is the biggest goal of this army.

The roar of anger, the explosion of grudge, the sound of magic spells, relying on Alzeria and the twelve knights as arrows, the human army achieved unexpected results in the early days of the war.

About one hundred thousand undead were wiped out, and the loss of the human army is negligible. If it is a battle between human nations, such a huge war loss ratio can be said to be a decisive victory.

However, this rule is not universal for this army. Even if the 100,000 troops in front of them are completely wiped out, there is no sense to this army of death who can't see the edge at a glance.

Because their total number has exceeded tens of millions after destroying the largest country in the South.

No country has ever had such a large army. It was the result of pulling the dead from the entire continent from the ground. Even on this battlefield, new dead are constantly crawling out of the surrounding ground.

Two hundred thousand, three hundred thousand... With their respective cooperation, under the desperate attack of all the soldiers, more of the dead fell and never stood up.

However, human deaths and injuries have also begun to appear. In the face of an army of undead souls without fear and pain, the advantages of human beings have gradually diminished with the passage of time.

The first recruits who died in the battle were those recruits. Although they had undergone rigorous training and had enough courage, they lacked combat experience.

At the beginning of the battle, they used too much energy. When they found that their hands began to tremble and their breathing became rapid, it was too late.

The veterans who fell shortly afterwards were those veterans with old wounds. Although they were experienced in combat, they knew to save their own strength; however, in this protracted battle, their old wounds eventually affected their movements. Killed their lives.

When the gap appears, when the hand that wields the weapon is no longer strong, no matter how good the soldier is, it will not be able to prevent the defeat of this war.

The roar of anger and the interlocking sound of weapons slowly calmed down. All those who could not exceed the limit of human beings were overwhelmed by the dead who seemed to be slow to move and could be chopped down with a single knife.

Humans are only humans after all. If they cannot exceed the limits of the physical body, they will be tired and need to rest. No matter how fierce fighting spirit you have, how powerful you have learned, when your physical and mental power reach the limit, you will never be able to fight anymore.

And the Death Legion bathed in purple moonlight, don't know exhaustion, don't know what the limit is. They will simply accept orders, and then destroy all the lives that dare to stand in front of them.

The last thing left is the dozen or so people who are the strongest in this army. The damage they caused can be said to account for more than half of this army.

Holy sword, sky spear, dragon flame... all kinds of extraordinary powers are doing the final resistance, crushing all the enemies before the woods.

This is the gap between the powerhouse who transcends the limit and ordinary human beings. It is not impossible for them to be an enemy of ten thousand.

However, they are not facing one hundred thousand and two hundred thousand enemies, but desperate "tens of millions." What's more, there are even more terrifying monsters in these tens of millions of legions.

"Da! Da!" As the evil purple moon crawled across the center of the battlefield, the sound of unknown horseshoes began to appear in the back of the battlefield.

For the first time, the Death Legion, which has been advancing quietly, was destroyed by the last remaining dozens of powerful men.

The skeletons voluntarily stepped aside, allowing the uninvited guests who had descended on the battlefield from the unknown mist to step into the battlefield freely.

There are hundreds of black knights wrapped in black armor and riding on their feet with strange flames. Behind them, there are more, but they wear all kinds of armors, just like mainland armors. Show a general headless horseman.

The black knights noticed the last resisters, cooperated with incomparable tacit understanding, and used a girl with a golden holy sword as the center of resistance.

Silence, still silence, and then the leader of the black knights, a knight who is taller than an ordinary black knight and carries a big sword wrapped in ice, snow, sin, and frost on his back, waved his hand.

The charge began, there was no battle cry, no order, only the sound of dense horseshoes, and the sharp cold light on the tips of hundreds of black spears.

Before the last resistance front was more than 100 meters away, all the black spears were shot out, turning into countless black lights covering the front.

Gold, white, and blue, the last front of mankind issued the strongest resistance, but in front of the knights representing death, such resistance seemed so weak.

Then, the golden light illuminates the entire sky, which is the light of fantasy hope, representing the brilliance of mankind's yearning for victory.

Moreover, that kind of light did not appear only once, but appeared continuously.

The fiery sword light blasted through the atmosphere, and every method wiped out tens of thousands of dead spirits. In front of this golden light, even these powerful black knights were pierced and shattered one after another.

Only the strongest knight leader, the black knight with the frost sword on his back blocked one of the shots, but was also shaken back several tens of meters.

In the place where the golden sword light passed, everything turned into dust, gathering the sword light of countless hopes, possessing the absolute restraint ability against undead creatures. In front of it, the huge death army collapsed like melted butter.

However, after this sword light evaporates countless dead spirits, it is as static as it suddenly appeared.

At the end of the sword light, there is a knight who has lost its luster in his eyes, but still holds the golden holy sword in his hand, standing still.

She is the king of this country, a knight selected by the golden holy sword, and the king of knights who fought to the end for the people.

Burning all his life, fighting to the last moment, after inflicting an unprecedented blow to the Death Legion, Wang finally closed his eyes and his body slowly turned into a spot of light.

If this is the end, then maybe it’s not bad; after the battlefield of your choice, you die in this way on the land you vowed to protect.

However, destiny did not favor this hero. What she encountered was a greater tragedy, a curse that could not rest.

In the evil purple moon in the sky, a cold light was shot down, shining on the king who was dissipating, and her body that had collapsed stopped dissipating.

As if laughing at her efforts, the purple light constantly swallowed her body, and then extended to the golden holy sword.

The golden holy sword that represents people's hope of victory desperately resisted, but it lost its owner and just liberated all its power, but it couldn't stop the erosion of the purple moonlight, and a lot of blood-red lines began to appear on the sword. .

Under the shining of the purple moonlight, the shadow of the golden holy sword has even completely changed, becoming another sword that is very similar in shape but completely different in nature.

At the same time, there is something gestating in the shadow of Wang. It is a dark black figure, exactly like Wang. However, her eyes were completely golden, and the armor on her body was darker than the shadow.

At the end of the final, the dead Wang struggled to open his eyes and looked at his corroded body.

It was impossible to stop it, even the power of the Golden Holy Sword could not resist the darkness that eroded her body. This power full of death breath is about to infect her whole body, turning her into a monster of death.

At the last moment, the king picked up the same eroded golden holy sword and cut off her head resolutely. She didn't want to be a dead spirit, and she didn't want her body to be used to kill the same human beings. Compatriots.

The brilliance of the golden holy sword shined again because of the king's determination, and at the moment when the king was cut off by the king's suicide by the erosion of the opponent, a hot brilliance broke out, and the king's body disappeared on the battlefield.

The king's head fell to the ground, and then she was picked up by her own shadow. It was a shadow full of darkness and the last wish of the king remained.

The shadow looked around blankly, and then left the battlefield with Wang's head. She was born from an eternal curse, she will not die, will not be killed, is a polluted shadow of darkness.

The purple moon in the sky did not react any more, and the surrounding death knights did not attack the shadow who became a companion, just watching her leave the battlefield alone.

The king had a wish before burning his entire life, a wish that shouldn't be. She hoped that she was no longer a king, but just a knight guarding her sister.

The black magic sword, the unknown figure, the horrible appearance, it doesn't matter, because she is just the wreck of the king, a monster wandering on the ground for the last wish.

She lost her body and only had one head. She took that head to the place where her sister died, looking for her sister's remains.

She opened the tomb, cut off the cross of the church, committed many blasphemy, betrayed the way of the knight, just to find the remaining part of her sister.

Among the many burnt remains, she finally found the part of her sister, which may not be recognized by humans, but it is not difficult for her who has died and fallen into the darkness.

The moment the king cut off his head, the king had actually died completely. The rest of her, just the fragments left after being eroded by the breath of death, is the continuation of the king's wish.

After finding the wreckage of her younger sister, she merged the last remaining part of herself, the head, with the wreckage of her younger sister, and then turned into a shadow to fall asleep with her.

The agreement between the two was finally realized in this way. At the end of the end, she finally gave up everything that she had to abide by as a king and returned to her sister.

She is darkness, she is death, she is wish, she is the wreckage of the king named Arcelia.

Her name is Dark Arcelia.

The girl she was guarding, whose name was Alnalia, was burned to death on the stake just because she had studied black magic, a kind and gentle girl.

Time passed. I don't know how long it took. Someone discovered the wreckage of the two people, and then mixed it with some more ancient and mysterious things, and conducted many, many experiments.

Those who conducted the experiment would not know that they disturbed the deceased’s sleep, and awakened the darkness of Arcelia, who should have entered the eternal darkness with his sister early.

In the experiment, the dark Arcelia completely awakened, but did not leave. Instead, she continued to guard the wreckage of her sister and turned into a dark puppet, fighting to protect her alone.

Finally one day, a miracle happened, and the witch Alnalia, like her, awakened from death and returned to the world again.

In an old church, the two lived together again. It's just that Alnalia didn't know that it was not just the sister she had imagined by her side, but the real sister who came back to her according to the past agreement.

Although, this sister has long been polluted by the darkness, and can no longer pick up the golden holy sword that represents fantasy and hope, nor can she wear the holy silver armor, she can only use such an ugly and dark appearance, silently She is guarding her by her side.

The dark Arcelia is a knight who belongs only to the witch Alnalia.

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"Ha! Ha!" Ulysses stopped "the lewd **** of the Son of Prayer" and stepped back from tracing the dark swordsman.

The truth he got was so amazing and so sad that he could no longer maintain the retrospective magic to retreat from that world.

"Arcelia and Alnalia." Ulysses, who learned the truth of the past, couldn’t believe that he could keep his heart at all times. Arcelia, who taught him the principles of life, would have such The tragic past. RO