I am a god-slayer, not your hero.

The azure sky seemed to offer her the broadest stage, allowing her to feel an unprecedented sense of freedom and vastness.

"very nice."

Even her amethyst-colored eyes welled up with glistening tears.

"It's so good to be alive..."

Yuji expressed this sentiment.

Leafa glanced at Yuki out of the corner of her eye, recalling what Naruhira had said and the girl's reaction. She suddenly felt that Naruhira was a good person.

"Let's go back."

After a long while, Yuki's laughter, clear as a silver bell, rang out as she slowly turned her head.

Leafa nodded slightly, as if she and Yuki were of one mind. The two of them, light as feathers, slowly descended and headed towards the location of Naruhira.

However, they suddenly stopped and their gazes involuntarily turned to the village below.

From this unique perspective, the entire village can be seen.

One by one, tiny black dots, like ants, stumbled out of the house, their expressions panicked, as if they had encountered great fear.

These black dots are villagers dressed in rough clothes, their faces filled with helplessness and despair.

Besides these seemingly panicked black dots, from all directions of the village, there were also numerous black dots moving at extremely fast speeds along the streets, constantly chasing after the panicked villagers.

These black figures, clad in heavy full armor and wielding sharp knight's swords, rode on horseback, as ruthless and merciless as death itself. With each swing of their blades, a villager fell, and the defenseless villagers could only desperately flee.

Under such inhumane slaughter, the entire village seemed to have been transformed into a living hell.

An atmosphere of terror and panic filled the air, accompanied by desperate wails.

The earth trembled, as if even the earth itself was weeping for these innocent villagers.

Without thinking twice, Leafa immediately flew downwards.

Yuji hesitated for a moment, then followed suit and flew downwards.

The dappled sunlight reflected the hurried footsteps of the two girls on the ground.

A young girl is tightly holding onto an even smaller girl as they run wildly across the land, as if countless demons are chasing after them.

"elder sister……"

The little girl's voice was filled with fear and confusion. She couldn't understand why her sister was running so recklessly, even ignoring her own exhaustion and weakness.

However, the older sister's heart was filled with resolute determination and helplessness.

She knew that only by running continuously could she keep her sister alive.

Those knights, those knights in heavy armor and wielding longswords, had only coldness and killing in their eyes, and their swords were stained with the blood of innocent people.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

The older sister was filled with pain and anger, but she could only keep pushing herself to keep her younger sister moving forward.

Once they stop, the sisters' lives will come to an end.

Finally, the knights caught up.

Their faces were ferocious and cold, and their eyes radiated a chilling murderous aura.

The sword gleamed in the sunlight, as if announcing its impending death.

Behind the two knights, screams of agony echoed from a small village.

Those were the cries of parents, the wails of neighbors, and endless pain and despair.

The culprits behind all this are these knights who were supposed to be protecting their country.

They have now become death itself, executioners who reap lives.

The knights looked down at them, their eyes devoid of any reverence or remorse for life, as if they had become heartless machines, acting solely to complete their missions.

At that moment, the older sister's heart was filled with grief and anger.

She knew that begging for mercy was useless; these knights were the Grim Reaper, beings who came only to reap lives.

Even though they were faced with two frail young girls and a little girl of about ten years old, there wasn't a trace of pity on their faces.

At that moment, a sharp sound suddenly rang out in the sky, like an arrow piercing the silence. Immediately afterwards, a cold blade of light streaked across the sky like a meteor, instantly cutting through the darkness.

Zheng!

The knight, who charged forward with a sinister grin, was mercilessly torn apart by the dazzling and deadly blade light, his body scattered on the ground like a broken rag doll.

Leafa stopped her graceful dance, slowly retracting the pair of radiant wings on her back. As she turned around, her eyes revealed extreme vigilance and wariness, and her emerald green pupils flashed with a sharp light.

However, just as she was preparing to face the possible challenges ahead, a pungent smell of blood suddenly filled her nostrils.

That is a testament to the passing of life.

That was the cruel, real sensation.

The sudden smell of blood assaulted her senses like an invisible tidal wave, causing her to shudder and feel a strong urge to vomit.

Leafa realized that in that split second of her decision and action, she had actually killed someone with her own hands.

Once such a thought arises, it grows wildly in the heart like weeds, becoming unstoppable.

Her delicate body trembled uncontrollably.

The other surviving knight's heart skipped a beat, as if struck by an invisible hammer. He froze on the spot, his eyes wide, his pupils reflecting Leafa's disordered breathing and trembling body. He instantly realized that this was Leafa's first time killing someone.

"You brat, go to hell!"

The knight roared and swung his sword at Leafa without hesitation.

Clang!

The sounds of clashing weapons suddenly erupted, deafening like thunder.

Just at this critical moment, Mingxian suddenly appeared beside Leafa.

One hand firmly supported the girl's trembling shoulder, while the other hand gently gripped the knight's sword blade.

The boy's hand conveyed a warm power, gradually stabilizing Leafa's trembling body.

At the same time, Mingxian opened his mouth and spat out a blazing fireball at the knight.

Wow!

The fireball pierced the air, instantly igniting the knight and turning him into a raging inferno.

As the flames engulfed him, the knight's body gradually turned to ashes, leaving only scorched earth and a pungent smell of smoke.

Yuki flew down at that moment and quickly came to Leafa's side, looking at her with concern.

Mingxian slowly stepped forward and took out a pair of drumsticks from behind him.

He swung the drumsticks as he walked forward with firm steps.

Boom!Boom!

The screams were replaced by the powerful drumbeats, which resounded like war drums.

Illuminated by the crimson flames, the sound of drums and the light of fire intertwine to create a breathtaking scene.

……

When Asuna and Sinon arrived, all they could see were the villagers' corpses, the knights burned to ashes, Mingxian standing in the square, and Yuki comforting Leafa.

Mingxian looked at the armored knights and asked casually, "Who are you?"

Belius was startled and stepped back, but he could not disobey Mingxian's question and said directly, "I am a warrior of the Slane Theocracy."

He froze as soon as he said it.

Why did I answer honestly?

This is the power of the god-slayer's words; his speech has become demonic.

In addition, the god-slayer's immense magical power can also be used to cast spells, greatly enhancing their power. Spells that could originally only break toothpicks can be strengthened to the point of breaking large trees by the roadside.

That is why the Godslayer is called the "King of Magicians".

Spells are completely ineffective against god-slayers; the same spell cast by a god-slayer will be many times more powerful.

Mingxian asked again, "What is the purpose?"

Belius answered honestly again: "To kill Gazef Storonov, the strongest warrior of the Kingdom of Reyestie, our Slane Theocracy and some of the kingdom's nobles secretly cooperated to prepare for a coordinated attack from within and without."

"First, we would impersonate knights of the Bahars Empire, roam around the vicinity of Ye-Lantir, and incite bloodshed. Then, the kingdom's nobles would use this as a pretext to request the king to send someone to lure that Gazef here."

"Finally, the Sunlight Scripture, one of the six sacred scriptures, surrounded and killed them by a special intelligence unit directly under the priests of the Slane Theocracy."

Mingxian nodded slightly. "I understand. You are of no value anymore."

"Don't, don't kill me!"

Belius screamed, “I’m not like these guys! I’m not the kind of person who should die in a place like this! You can’t kill me!”

Mingxian asked in confusion, "I didn't say I was going to kill you."

"Ugh?"

"But we can't be sure about them."

Bellius turned around following Mingxian's gaze and found the villagers of Kahn, who had lost their families and neighbors, staring at him with hateful eyes.

Mingxian said, "I am a reasonable person. If I cannot take revenge myself, you will definitely regret it and even lose sleep. That's why I specifically asked the leader to..."

"What's your name?"

"Forget it, it's not important."

Mingxian waved his hand, "Please make yourselves at home."

The villagers slowly stepped forward and surrounded Belius.

……

As the last rays of the setting sun gradually faded and the sky was tinged with a pale violet, the heartbreaking cleanup of Kahn Village was finally completed.

The villagers, dragging their weary bodies, wandered through the dilapidated streets, searching for familiar faces in every house, trying to find a trace of past warmth amidst the scattered sorrow.

The cries, like fallen leaves swept up by the wind, echoed one after another in the quiet village.