I, the Masked Swordsman, started my journey through a Lostbelt.

Each collision between the blade and the holy spear sends out shockwaves that tear and shatter the earth within the field of vision.

call out--!!

A golden beam of light swept across the golden holy spear.

The mountains melted and vanished before it like snow; such power came from a single, casual shot by Reinhardt.

There's not even any room for caution.

A devastating blow that far exceeded all reason.

"Humph!"

Du Wei unleashed a powerful Crimson Flame Sword Strike.

The intense flames and golden light, brimming with emotion, tore at each other and clashed.

Behind Duve lay a calamity as vast as mountains and as deep as the sea, while Reinhardt stood with millions of skeletal souls beneath his feet.

Both sides revealed a world that was hell.

Both of them are places where ordinary people would find it difficult to survive; looking directly at such a world would drive anyone mad.

In hundreds of contests, Du Wei had a slight edge.

The shield in his left hand deflected the brilliance of the Holy Lance.

"Take this sword!"

Du Wei unleashed a crescent-shaped slash.

The sword slashed heavily on Reinhardt's shoulder, scattering golden particles of light.

Du Wei's sword did not completely cut into the flesh; the mass he possessed was too great.

Compared to Du Wei, he is only higher, not lower.

"It's a pity that I can't fight you at full strength and can only fight here with afterimages... Don't you feel sorry? If it were me at my peak, I wouldn't have been unable to dodge this attack."

The Skeleton King's gaze was filled with regret.

He seemed to lament his inability to unleash his full potential, while also feeling that it was disrespectful to the warriors.

To ensure this battle doesn't lose its luster.

We must increase our output.

In the golden demon castle of the fifth universe of the highest heaven, Reinhard, sitting high on the throne of the demon castle, revealed a pleased smile.

The three knights who served as guards witnessed this scene.

Surprise and astonishment appeared on his face.

They couldn't understand what made their monarch so happy, even to the point of revealing such obvious joy.

The Golden Demon City seemed to be emitting a mournful howl.

He selected countless heroic souls without being picky.

With compassion and love, I burned them all, passing on the power to the lingering shadows in the distant dream world.

Simply to enjoy a better battle with your opponent.

To Reinhardt, the King of Hell, humans were nothing more than war slaves destined to serve him.

So fight for him.

The sword of judgment clashes with the holy spear once again.

The two unleashed power enough to shatter mountains, each trying to crush the other with their sacred artifacts.

"Du Wei, I want to teach you how to love. Is that okay?"

Reinhardt spoke frankly to Duve.

These are words that couldn't be more straightforward; all the thoughts in one's heart are expressed frankly after converging.

Before Du Wei could respond.

Reinhardt spoke first.

"I love everyone, and I treat everyone equally. Because my love is destruction. It is destined to destroy everything."

The golden radiance unleashed a powerful force.

Compared to when he first fought Du Wei, he has clearly improved by more than one level.

His quality is constantly increasing.

"What does this have to do with me! If you want to love something else, go find something else to love. I just don't want to have anything to do with twisted people like you!"

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Du Wei is also increasing the output of the Soul Army.

Shouting, he once again deflected the light emitted by the Holy Lance.

The land touched by the golden waves in the distance evaporated instantly, revealing a terrifying energy without any suspense.

Du Wei, also a member of the creative class.

He certainly shares the same vision as Reinhardt.

However, that doesn't mean the two get along well.

How heartless. But my love will never change.

Heaven, hell, gods, demons, all things in the universe, the three thousand great worlds. Ah, I won't stop until I find something that hasn't been broken.

Reinhardt spoke as if he were an old friend.

If the two hadn't been facing each other with knives drawn, some bystanders might have actually thought they were friends.

His dissatisfaction was already evident in his words.

Reinhardt's feelings were undoubtedly insane.

This nature is like that of an ordinary person.

Therefore, he will bind with love or hatred depending on the circumstances. Regret, sorrow, anger, and resentment—none can escape his web.

Avoid the light of love.

A destructive tyrant.

This refers precisely to Reinhard Heydrich's true nature.

Even mercury called him a demon.

Du Wei's reluctance to get too close to him was not without reason; his very nature revealed just how troublesome he would become.

"How are you? Has it ever been damaged? I really want to know."

Reinhardt asked, his curiosity piqued.

Deep down, he wanted to know the truth about Du Wei, and to know the existence who had fought him to this point.

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This feeling is so captivating and intoxicating.

Even though I don't have that kind of subtle, regrettable sentimentality.

The next second, Reinhardt unleashed a shot that ripped through the sky.

Du Wei turned his head and swiftly dodged to the side.

A blazing, sharp golden light flashed past her cheek, leaving a shallow cut.

In the blink of an eye, it was healed by its own healing process.

"Whether it's been damaged or not is none of my business! Get out of my dream! Don't talk to me like that!"

Du Wei and the Golden Light clashed together.

In any case, Reinhardt's fighting (destructive) desires showed no signs of diminishing.

But if we really talk about the degree of distortion...

Isn't Du Wei the same way?

Flames burst forth from the blade, capable of incinerating everything, and the holy spear unleashed a dazzling light that could annihilate all.

Both sides are facing their biggest shock yet.

The entire island was shattered by the terrifying blow, and giant waves and tsunamis tens of meters high surged up on the sea surface.

Rocks, waves, storms—all were shattered relentlessly. It was an attack more ferocious than the raging "133" current, surpassing even the fury of the waves.

It was as if even space itself was wailing for help.

A battle between demons.

They are all outcasts in this world, monsters who absolutely cannot survive here.