Restarting the myth.

Chapter 425: Since ancient times, good ministers have chosen their masters and killed them
Even without Shadow Nightmare, Ronye is still unstoppable.

With an ordinary death sword in hand and extraordinary martial arts...

Well, Ronye's martial arts skills are just average, just like other God-chosen knights, his main skill is to be able to throw bricks with great strength.

The difference is that his force is greater and the brick flies farther.

The Death Sword tore through space, and with a whistling sound, black cracks rolled into turbulence, accompanied by Ronye's unstoppable and powerful momentum, stirring up space and making a loud explosion, which was unparalleled at the time.

It was just an ordinary charge, and the entire underground tomb began to shake.

Wayne said nothing, holding the Shadow Nightmare tightly as he stepped forward to meet it.

When the swords touched, a mighty aura of death spread in all directions, corroding everything that stood in its way.

Except for Yulia, no other life was qualified to watch the duel between two generations of Death Knights.

The little mare held her breath, silently cheered for her master, and prayed to the goddess of death, determined to defeat the powerful enemy.

Not to mention that the goddess of death is doing sit-ups and can't save herself. Even if prayers are useful, with Yulia jumping back and forth like this, the goddess won't know which side to stand on when she comes.

boom! !

With a loud bang, the tomb passage collapsed.

Large pieces of rubble and soil fell, touched the gray mist, and disappeared in an instant.

The two sword lights were blinding and crisscrossed, accompanied by the continuous sound of metal clashing. The arcs of the sword lights were dazzling, but in the chaos, there was a sense of freehand and unrestrained elegance that was beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

Ronye held the sword in both hands, marveling at Wayne's horrible talent. He was born to deal with death. The heir was perfect and impeccable, unlike him, who couldn't even have the most basic faith and piety.

“Yulia, who are you happiest with?”

"It's you!"

"Who do you want to be with in the future?"

"It's you, it's you, it's you."

"..."

I take it back, this heir sucks.

Clang!
The two greatswords collided, the Shadow Nightmare blade pressed down, and the cold edge cut through a bright light, easily cutting into the Death Sword.

The two weapons were not at the same level. Ronye was able to use death energy to fight against the shadow nightmare, all thanks to his understanding of death energy. If it were any other demigod, he would have been chopped into ashes by the sword long ago.

Hiss!

The Death Sword was broken, and there was no more obstacle in front of Shadow Nightmare, and the blade swept down...

Nothing was chopped.

Opposite to the saying that if the limbs are amputated above the neck, there is no head at all.

Ronye stepped back, flipped his hand and shook it, and the broken sword was restored to its original state.

The cloak of death fluttered behind him, and wisps of gray light emerged, like fireflies all over the sky, covering Wayne tightly.

Suddenly, the gray spots of light turned into tiny sword blades, and the sword net of death penetrated and wove countless sharp sword lights with the force of thunder.

Wayne was in the sword net, his body ignoring the death energy net interspersed: "It's useless, you and I are both Death Knights, although you have more years of service than me, but you may not have more knowledge than me, these death energy can't hurt me."

"Same for you."

"It's different. I'm stronger than you, and I have Yulia cheering beside me. You're disabled and mentally confused, so you can't be my opponent." Wayne said slowly.

There is no doubt that Rone is powerful. Wayne gets excited just thinking about having a real man fight with such a strong enemy.

It's a pity that I can't be too hot. Now is not the time to be a real man. I have to stay calm.

Mona brought news that the Lord of Jealousy had tampered with the gates of hell and could exercise the authority of the devil in the human world. It was no exaggeration to say that he had descended in person.

The situation of Hexunuo and Ur is not ideal. The three archangels of Heya are also trapped in the encirclement of the Devil Alliance. The most urgent task is to get Ronye's head back as soon as possible.

Only when Rone wakes up can the plot be successfully concluded and the group of demons be driven back to hell.

The Lord of Jealousy had no idea what had gone wrong and was suddenly doing a losing business. He had none of the calculating demeanor of the Big Devil. Wayne couldn't figure it out and he didn't have time to think about it.

Anyway, there is a conspiracy.

Because the Lord of Jealousy went crazy, it became more difficult to get back Ronye's head, which caught Wayne off guard. Fortunately, things did turn around. After Ronye joined the devil camp, he learned the regional characteristics of the devil's pit teammates, and he followed the local customs.

It was obvious that Ronye had been suppressing, or resisting, the devil's orders.

The fact that he didn't try to snatch Shadow Nightmare was the best proof of that.

It has no head, no horse, no sword, and most of its mind is resisting orders. It was already incomplete, and now it is even more disabled.

Wayne did not feel the pressure of the strongest chosen knight from Ronye. He had no ultimate move, only basic attacks, and his few small skills were nothing special. He could easily resist them with Shadow Nightmare.

With Yulia's heart-piercing words on the side, Wayne fought very easily.

Ding!
After a dazzling attack and defense, the two swords collided again, and Shadow Nightmare still cut through the Death Sword, but this time, Ronye was kicked in the chest and flew backwards like a cannonball.

"Headless Knight, you're out of control. Your mind is too confused. You don't know what you are doing and why you are fighting. You can't be my opponent." Wayne stepped forward, knocked over the broken sword with one sword, and kicked Ronye in the chest again.

"Master, you are the best!" Yulia followed with another stab.

Ronye's mind was in a mess, and he was extremely furious after hearing that. He did not repair the broken sword immediately, but opened his five fingers and made a move towards Shadow Nightmare from a distance.

Just as he was about to grasp the hilt of the Shadow Nightmare Sword, a powerful repulsive force pushed him away.

Shadow Nightmare refused the summons!
This power comes from Wayne's right eye, where the homeless goddess of death resides.

Wayne is just an apprentice Death Knight. In terms of priority of Shadow Nightmare, he is definitely not as high as Ronye. However, Shadow Nightmare is the creation of the Goddess of Death, and the Goddess has higher priority than Ronye.

The goddess can give Shadow Nightmare to whoever she wants, but Wayne is not like that. He holds the goddess' hand and swings the sword, but Ronye cannot snatch the sword from her.

It's so funny, he really thought Ronye was him. Ronye is a man of faith.

Unlike him, he is always thinking about bumping into the goddess!

Ronye failed to grasp the shadow nightmare, and his confused mind instantly became much clearer. He looked at Wayne in horror and said in disbelief: "You... goddess... rejected me?"

"Yes, the goddess is with me."

Wayne narrowed his eyes, a ray of gray flashed in his eyes. The pure love god of war put on the minotaur mask against his conscience and made a yellow-haired voice: "Shadow Nightmare, Yulia, Goddess, what originally belonged to you is now on my side. What can you use to fight me? Just admit defeat!"

The goddess is inside me too!
Ronye replied silently. He was different from all the chosen knights of God. He was not a life in the ordinary sense. His life was given by death.

"What, you have nothing to say, or are you ready to surrender?"

Wayne continued to attack, suppressing Rogne's fighting spirit: "To be honest, your performance disappointed me. It was too weak. Is it because of chivalry or because you look down on others?"

Ronye did not answer this question, and a dull sound came from his chest and abdomen: "You are not my successor. The goddess values ​​you very much. Protect yourself well and don't take the goddess with you on adventures."

Wayne frowned, the effect of suppression appeared, Rone's fighting spirit declined rapidly, but it was different from what he imagined.

As expected, the victim kneels on the ground, looks up to the sky and shouts "no", while the background is the yellow-haired man riding Yulia away, accompanied by a melodious background music.

There would be a telephone booth if it was still snowing.

At this moment, it seemed that Ronye's mind had become clearer.

"Don't doubt it. I did think of something. Because of your appearance, I can stay awake temporarily. I can't resist the devil's orders, so I transferred the target of killing to you." Ronye explained.

Ronye didn't tell me the specific reason, but said directly: "How are you going to help me get my head back? Do you have a plan?"

"..."

"You can try to trust me for a moment."

"The first step of the plan is to knock you down."

"and then?"

"Then……"

Wayne touched his head and smiled without saying a word: "Hehehehe——"

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Deep in the tomb.

Far away from the gates of hell, the Alliance of Demons surrounded the three archangels. Because it was a favorable situation, each demon looked invincible.

A game in which one is at a disadvantage is a different story. Every devil is so weak that he is afraid that his teammates will run ahead of him.

Heya and the other two gradually became exhausted and were taken advantage of by a dozen demons. They were on the verge of being defeated and captured.

Over here, the devils were already opening champagne and discussing how to divide the spoils.

"These two female angels are really good-looking. I want to corrupt them with my own hands!"

"Too greedy. I only want the nasty one. She's a perfect match for Lust. She only needs a little of the Seven Deadly Sins to be the perfect succubus."

"Since no one wants it, the male angel belongs to me."

"I didn't say no!"

"You bastards are too naive. How can an angel fall so easily? In the entire hell, there has only been one successful case so far. Even the Lord of Pride couldn't do it. Do you really think you can succeed?"

"Then what do you think we should do?"

"It's only fair if everyone gets one."

"I want ass!"

"I want the head."

The demons were swearing foul language, but the three angels were unmoved, especially Heya. She said this was just a passing fad. When she lived in a small dark room in Prussia, she had heard even worse things.

The three giants ignored the demons who were letting themselves go, looked down at the keys in their hands, and tried to control the Death Knight again and again, but each time ended in failure.

"What's going on? Hasn't he been trained?" Ngeima complained, blaming Setolas for being unreliable.

"It was originally trained..."

Setolas also wanted to complain. He had acquired the Death Knight's head several years ago, and he was very sure that it had been trained last month, so he could tell the Death Knight to do whatever he wanted.

Who would have thought that it suddenly didn't work today.

Hiss!

The dark portal opened, and a death knight in black armor leaped out riding an undead warhorse.

Headless, but with a horse, and holding a white knight sword surrounded by death - Shadow Nightmare.

Ronnie!

The three giants were shocked and tightened the white skull in their hands. They felt relieved when they confirmed that the key was still in their hands.

"No wonder he suddenly lost control. It turns out he went to take back Shadow Nightmare..."

Setolas murmured, narrowing his eyes and said, "Death Knight, kill the three angels and give me their heads."

The undead warhorse spewed out purple flames, stomped the ground with its front hooves, and headed straight for the three angels in the center of the battlefield.

In front of him, a demon with bared fangs and claws blocked the way. Ronye used Shadow Nightmare to attack from behind and cut off its head with one sword.

The grey cloak spread out, and horrifying death energy gushed out, transforming into grey tentacles that spread and waved, ignoring friend or foe.

Several tentacles coiled around and lifted the devil's head and headless body into the air, erupting with a surge of death energy, erasing its thoughts and will before it could exert its authority and domain.

The devil's true body is in hell. What are erased are only his thoughts and the container he descended into.

The devil is not really dead, but too many minds have descended on the earth, causing heavy losses, causing the power of hell to decline sharply. Those who understand the customs of hell know that this devil has lost the ability to protect his territory, and the result is predictable.

The Death Knight understands fairness and knows that what is worrying is inequality, not insufficiency. He brings equality and will not let only one devil suffer, but will also hunt down other devils.

"..." x3
The three giants stared at each other, and Setolas was immediately annoyed: "Why are you all looking at me? You two also have a share of the key, so give the order quickly!"

Why do I have to give the order? What does their life or death have to do with me? Just because we have formed an alliance? x2
Ngeima and Martya pretended not to hear, and one of them even secretly ordered the Death Knight to kill a few more.

That's what the devil is like!

Setolas did not speak. The three giants stood in a row holding the keys, looking as if they were exerting all their strength. If you didn't know, you would think they were really trying to control the Death Knight. After a brief panic, the dozen or so demons joined forces to launch a siege on the Death Knight.

"Don't be afraid. He has lost his head and is not as strong as before. If we attack him all at once, he may not be able to kill us all."

"That's a good point, but why are you standing behind me?"

There was chaos on the field, with a dozen demons surrounded by the Death Knight and being chased around.

Not far away, the three holy ladies who had walked ahead but arrived late were squatting in the corner, looking at the changes in the scene with horror.

"Why is the Headless Knight here? Could it be..." Kote said dryly.

"Impossible, Wayne is so strong, he can't lose to Ronye!" Guilun didn't believe it.

"After all, he is the strongest knight chosen by God..."

Sukla's voice was bitter. The Shadow Nightmare finally returned to Ronye's hands. Wayne did not show up, and it was most likely that he died heroically.

Damn it, why did things turn out like this!
Sukla was filled with grief and despair. After years of hard work, she lost everything because of one move. She could not see any future in her eyes and at this moment she just wanted to give it her best effort.

Do or die!

Sukla waved his hand to untie the bandage, opened his right eye, stared at the three giants holding the key, and released all the power in his eyes with full force.

Squeaky! !
The gate of the underworld made of bones and rusty iron was slowly pushed open behind the three giants. Three skeletal arms stretched out and grasped the bodies of the three giants.

Open the door, kick people out, close the door, all smoothly and in one go.

Sukla easily dealt with the most difficult and powerful enemy, and he called it a fluke. Then, a strong feeling of fatigue swept through his body.

Previously, the thoughts of the goddess of death resided in his eyes, and he could use the ultimate skill whenever he wanted. Apart from the fact that it consumed a little mana, there was nothing wrong with it.

It's no use now. The Goddess of Death's mind has moved and fallen into Wayne's clutches. If she continues to use her big moves without restraint, she might really bleed to death due to excessive use of her eyes.

Click!

After the gate of the underworld disappeared, the three giants stepped out of the space crack, declaring that Sukla's sneak attack had completely failed.

Sukla's face turned pale in an instant and he fell into complete despair.

Sensing the malicious gazes of the three giants, Cote and Guilun felt they were facing a formidable enemy and activated their divine powers in an attempt to make a final stand.

"Calm down. We can't defeat those three demon kings. You two go first. I'll cover your rear..."

Sukla said quickly: "Go back, Wayne must have encountered some difficult troubles, you two go help him."

Then you are dead! x2
The two saints opened their eyes wide. After a brief acquaintance, their prejudices were reversed and their favorable impression of Sukla continued to grow.

Time was running out, so the two of them didn't waste any time. Guilun raised his hand and cast a healing spell on Sukla's back, then grabbed Cote's wrist and took her away from the dangerous place as quickly as possible.

As Sukla said, the three giants are too strong, and even using magic to summon goddesses to play for them cannot defeat them. Instead of staying and sacrificing in vain, it is better to rescue Wayne.

If we move quickly, we might be able to save Sukla at the critical moment.

Sukla took a step forward and blocked the running backs of his two teammates.

She knew very well that Wayne and Ronye were both Death Knights, and Ronye's acquisition of the Shadow Nightmare indicated that Wayne was dead, and the two saints could find nothing.

The grudges of death do not need to involve other churches. She has no future, and in exchange for the future of Cote and Guilun to survive, it can be regarded as fulfilling the doctrine of respecting life.

"The power of death, it turns out that you are the one who has been causing trouble in the Great Tomb..."

Maltia held the key in her hand, and the corners of her purple lips curled up: "Death Knight, kill her!"

The dark portal opened, and the Death Knight, who was killing everyone, abandoned all the demons and rode his undead warhorse to Sukla. The blade of his sword flashed with a cold light, and it pierced through Sukla's chest.

The sword was raised, lifting Sukla into the air.

Sukla's eyes suddenly shrank, and the surging death energy exploded in his body in an instant. When he sensed that his eyes were fully charged, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

"Ah? Ah! Ah..."

Before she could finish her words, the Death Knight dropped the cold rag to the ground and wiped away the non-existent bloodstains on the blade.

Killing without shedding blood, Shadow Nightmare is always possible.

Sukla was full of deathly energy. After landing on the ground, he rolled twice. His eyes were dim, and his head tilted and he died.

As expected of the Saint of the Church of Death, she is absolutely professional at pretending to be dead, and is countless times better than those dead extras.

"boring!"

Martya shook her head slightly. Sukla was determined to die and faced death without any struggle. The Death Knight was also ruthless and didn't talk much, so she didn't get to enjoy a sad farewell.

This is so boring!

In the field, a group of devils steadied their steps and cast angry glances at the Big Three without daring to speak out.

So you can make the Death Knight obey you! xN
The view was too obstructed, and she was a little confused. Martya waved her hand and pointed at the tortoise shell formation of the angels: "Death Knights, kill them all."

Is it to kill the angel or to kill one of their own people? With a wave of her hand, Martyr covered a very large area, and no one knew who she was referring to.

The devils are also ghosts. When they saw this situation, they started cursing and ran away in all directions.

The dark portal opened and the undead warhorse stepped into it.

The next second, a portal opened behind Maltia, and a cold sword light slid down mercilessly, falling from the top of Maltia's head and slicing between her legs.

Divide into two!
There were blood lines on Marty's face, but before the blood could spurt out, it was corroded into ashes by the thick death aura. As she fell to the left and right, there was still disbelief in her eyes.

Who am I, where am I, and is this key in my hand a fake one?

The Death Knight went berserk and attacked his master, and Setolas and Engeimar, who were closest to him, were both shocked. The former withdrew far away, but it was too late for the latter to leave. Seeing the Shadow Nightmare approaching, he roared and completed his transformation into a half-dragon.

At the same time, the Death Knights were ordered not to attack.

Swish!
A white light swept past, and a mutated arm fell to the ground, and the white skull rolled twice with clanging sounds.

Ngeima screamed and stepped back, reshaping his broken arm with his mind, and gripped a bloody giant axe with his backhand. He did not rush to grab the skull immediately, but retreated cautiously to the side of Setolas.

On the other side, the Death Knight waved his hand, picked up the fallen skull, and placed it on the empty neck.

"Jiejiejiejie————"

White light flickered in his dark eye sockets, and the Death Knight laughed wildly. His undead warhorse stomped the ground with its front hooves, trampling the split Matilda on the ground.

Another white light lit up, and amidst Marty's screams, her arm holding the skull was cut off by the sword light.

The Death Knight held the delicate hand, wrapped it in deathly energy and corrupted it into dry bones and ashes, then held the skull in both hands and placed it around his neck.

The two skulls slowly merged, and the flickering white light in the eyes turned into scorching white flames.

Three keys, two returns.

"How could this happen? What's going on?"

Setolas held the last key in his hand, not giving up, and tried again. He was very sure that the key was real and the Death Knight still obeyed him.

This is not the case, the Death Knight is completely out of control.

"Since ancient times, good ministers have chosen their masters and killed them. Believe me, if you don't go to hell, who will?"

The Death Knight opened his jaws and laughed loudly, "If I can betray the goddess, I can naturally betray you. There is nothing strange about that. I, the Dullahan, am a villain without any faith."

While speaking, he did not forget to continue torturing Matilda under the horse's hooves. Every time the sword swept across, it tore her beautiful figure into pieces.

It can't be called torture. It's simply that the three giants have such strong vitality that they can still survive even in the face of death.

Martyr wanted to leave in the first place, and now that she was being humiliated, she didn't want to stay even a moment longer. She decomposed her thoughts and turned into a ball of black mist, rushing straight towards the gate of hell.

It didn't have to be so troublesome originally, because of the modification of the gate of hell by the Lord of Jealousy, if Martya wanted to return to hell, she could only take this one way.

"My beauty, now that you are here, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Why not stay and do something fun?"

Gray tentacles swept over, spreading and stirring wildly, tearing the black mist into pieces, wantonly humiliating and strangling Maltia's mind.

Even a clay man can have some temper, let alone Maltia, who is the king of hell. The Spider Queen proclaimed herself the king and was unwilling to be toyed with by the Death Knight's tentacles. She exploded a large number of the Seven Deadly Sins and gave the Death Knight a head-on blow before leaving.

Ouch.JPG
Yes, this Death Knight is Wayne, and his plans to deal with the devil have always been simple and crude.

Undercover!

Get inside the devil!

Wayne's head is dispensable. After putting on the Death Knight's vest, he can take off the skull head at will. It doesn't matter to him whether he has a big head or not.

He pretended to be Ronye, ​​stabbed Sukla to death, lowered the alertness of the three giants, and then attacked from behind, successfully taking the two keys.

Very smooth.

Except that Setolas was too cautious and ran away when he saw the situation was not good, resulting in his failure to get the third key, everything else was perfect.

"You...are not a Death Knight."

Setolas frowned, "You are Wayne, the Death Knight of Lundan, right?"

"I hid it so deeply but you saw through it. It seems that you are still a devil with a brain." Wayne said sarcastically.

You are not hiding anything, and your words are full of devilishness. A true Death Knight would not be so depraved!
Setolas held the last key tightly and said, "You admitted it so easily. Aren't you going to continue the show and take this head away as well?"

"No, I already have two keys, and now I am the master of the Headless Horseman!"

Wayne laughed wildly: "Devil, you misunderstood. I am not so kind as to save the Headless Horseman. I just think that he is so powerful, it is a pity for him to be your dog. It would be almost the same if I were in your place."

To be honest, in terms of equity ratio, Wayne now has the final say in the company of Headless Knight Ronye, ​​and he is the major shareholder.

"..."

666, you are the devil! x2
Setolas strongly suspected that Wayne had the blood of the devil flowing in his body. No normal person could read the script with such good dialogue skills.

It doesn’t look like acting!

pat!pat!
With crisp footsteps, the headless knight Ronye entered the arena holding a death sword in his hand, and his mind received two commands at the same time.

One from Wayne and one from Setolas.

Ronye chose Wayne without hesitation. He raised his headless body and killed a group of demons with a sword. He killed so many demons that their heads were rolling and they were crying for their parents.

The demons were unwilling to stay in the human world and sacrifice their minds in vain, so they headed straight for the gate of hell. The Headless Horseman did not chase them, but he and Wayne surrounded Setolas and Ngueima one after the other.

Sukla, who fell to the ground and pretended to be dead, showed great professionalism as an actor. She would not move until the director called cut.

She narrowed her eyes. With Ronye in front of her and Wayne behind her, two generations of Death Knights had come. She felt so safe that she just wanted to lie there forever.

The three angels dispersed from the defensive tortoise shell formation and without stopping, chased after the fleeing demons.

The three birdmen teamed up to stop the slowest one first, and rushed forward when he cried for help, using the group fighting tactics that the Angel Legion was best at.

Usually, angels call this tactic heavenly justice, divine judgment, or holy light judgement. The main theme is greatness, glory, and justice, which fits the positive and optimistic image of heaven.

Because it was a disadvantageous game, the demons were only concerned with running away. Even though they had the advantage in numbers and strength, they didn't even look back and were beaten arrogantly by the three angels.

If you don’t know, you might think that the three Seraphim are chasing them!

"We are the only ones left. Now it's two against two. It's fair."

Wayne threw out the Shadow Nightmare, and the White Knight's greatsword flew out in a spin. Setolas and Ngueima didn't want to be unlucky, so they chose to avoid it.

Behind him, Ronye raised his hand to catch Shadow Nightmare.

The moment his five fingers tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, there was a tremor like the sound of a heartbeat.

"Headless Knight, in the name of the Death Knight, I order you to kill them." Wayne nodded to the skull above his head.

"I'm not the Headless Horseman!"

Ronye retorted, raising his hand to brush away the shadow nightmare, moving it gently, as if he was caressing Yulia.

"Old friend, it's been a long time since we last met. Please follow me to the battle today..."

"Wash away the shame!"

(End of this chapter)