No matter how crazy the battle is, there will always be a day when it ends. No matter how powerful the warrior is, there will always be a time when he fails. This is the law of nature. In fact, in history, it is difficult to find an eternal undefeated person.
Even a sorcerer like Ancient One, who protects the world, has times of failure, and it is more like other people in this world.
Saber stood weakly on the beach that had been completely smashed by the dissipating storm and flames. This place had been completely covered by seawater. The melted sand and stones were rapidly cooling down in the seawater, turning this beautiful beach into a ravine, sunken reef shrouded in melted glazed sand.
After one's strength reaches a certain stage, it is not difficult to shape a world.
"Huff … Huff … In the end, you still failed to kill me!"
On the opposite side of Seiber, the quiet night breeze blew in all directions, bringing the chaotic battlefield of day and night back to peace once again. Schlider, whose armor was completely shattered, was half-kneeling on the ground. Crimson blood flowed out from the wounds on his body, from the black dragon gauntlets on his fists, and from his feet, dying the small island above the surface of the sea red. After being pierced repeatedly by more than 400 flaming spears at the same time, even Schlider, who was as strong as he was, was on the verge of collapsing.
"Cough … Puff …"
He coughed with difficulty and spat out internal organ fragments with a scorching aura. The stinky blood fell on the gradually calming sea, and a dark halo swayed in the turbid sea, which was the embodiment of spiritual power chaos. In order to survive the previous blade storm, Schlider had exhausted all his strength. Now, he urgently needed to repair his body, but unfortunately, Saber would not give him this opportunity.
The leader of The Devil Gang had lifted his demonization, and venom covered his body, covering the fast-healing and shocking wounds little by little. This alien life secretly swallowed the blood that fell from Saber's body, which was like a fatal temptation for him.
"I don't need to kill you!"
Saber warmed up his fists. His body had fully recovered after two minutes of rest. Apart from the exhaustion of his energy and stamina, he was almost unscathed. Seeing this, Shlaide clenched his fists tightly. He knew very well that he had lost this battle. He had lost miserably. There was no chance for him to make a comeback.
Swish!
Saber leapt up from the small island in the sea and landed in front of Schlade. The latter staggered backwards, but Saber grabbed him by the collar and dragged him into the air. Saber's eyes shone with a fiery light.
"I said that your powers are borrowed. When you can suppress them, they will be used by you. But as long as you are weak enough, they will fight back and tear you apart from the deepest part of your soul! I never use powers that I can't control, but you don't seem to have realized this. "
"Your strength is built on a foundation that is like floating sand. It will crumble at the slightest touch. That's why I said … your path as a tyrant is nothing more than this!"
Buzz!
The moment their eyes met, Saber's will pierced into Shlaide's soul like the sharpest spear. He didn't directly harm Shlaide's soul. Instead, he released the souls of the four great demons whose consciousness had been erased. Then, he threw Shlaide's body away. In the cold darkness of the horizon, he stood in place and looked coldly at the struggling Shlaide. He was like an icy bystander and recorder before death.
"Ah!"
Shlaide could sense the rampaging souls. They were the souls of demons that were struggling to escape from his soul. However, he no longer had the strength to suppress them. The ferocious and strange souls roared, wanting to regain control of this body. However, after losing their rationality, they began to attack each other from the inside. The four souls fought and devoured each other, causing Shlaide's body to undergo a terrifying change.
A moment ago, his tiger-like claws were expanding crazily. In the next moment, his tail began to sway crazily. Even the scales on his body began to grow wildly. In an instant, Shleder's human form became like a true dark beast. Shleder's soul was like a small boat in a storm, struggling with great difficulty but unable to break free from its shackles.
Saber watched all of this coldly. He said softly, "The only reason you are here is because you are a failure.
"The only meaning of your existence is to tell me not to become a failure like you. It's better to use as little power of unknown origin as possible."
"My power … No! Don't … don't leave! My power, don't leave me! "
Shlaide knelt on the ground and madly waved his deformed claws, wanting to grab something in the air. However, as the souls of the demons in his body weakened from the mutual attacks, the chaotic power in his body weakened as well. There was no way for him to stop it. In fact, he couldn't even maintain his Daitengu form. At the moment he broke free from his malevolent form, a white figure flashed and appeared beside him.
That was the Daitengu in his human form. He still had that scholarly appearance but his face was pale. As the other half of the Daitengu form, it was impossible for him to remain unscathed after suffering from Saber's destructive attacks. In fact, his white robes were already stained red by his own blood. This powerful demon was also forcefully holding on. He was also heavily injured.
"Save me … save me!"
Shlaide's scarlet eyes stared at the Daitengu in front of him as he stretched out his hand. However, this loyal shikigami didn't stretch out his hand like before. He only stood quietly on the spot. The scarlet light in his swollen eyes slowly faded away, revealing his original black eyes. His eyes flickered with hatred, hatred, killing intent, as well as a trace of struggle and pain.
"You can't control me anymore, Shlaide …"
There was an unconcealable weakness in Daitengu's voice. He said in a low voice, "You aren't a tyrant at all. You are just a cruel thug. I saw you grinding Hannya's soul bit by bit with my own eyes. You took away her last bit of dignity and freedom. You said that you wanted to use us as stepping stones on your path to becoming a tyrant. You called it glory … I also once thought that it was glory, but …"
Daitengu clenched his fists. This shikigami who was always quiet had a malevolent expression at this moment.
"But when you turned my companions into puppets one by one, did you … ask for their opinion?! You're forcing me to help you. Have you asked for my opinion?! "
"I really should kill you with my own hands!"
Daitengu's hands grabbed the neck of the weak Shlaide. The veins on his hands were popping out. Perhaps, he only needed a little bit of strength to kill the culprit in front of him. But in the end, he took a deep breath and released his hands. He staggered back a few steps and turned around. He didn't want to look at Shlaide's miserable state anymore.
"But the one who defeated you isn't me … I don't have the authority to deal with prisoners of war. Pray that he will be merciful enough to spare your life. Shlaide, we have known each other for 200 years … Today, we shall end our relationship!"
Saber looked at the scene in front of him. He suddenly understood why the violent demonic dragon Ximu would look at Daitengu in a different light. It was because Daitengu was also a soul in pain. He shook his head and ignored Daitengu. He walked in front of Shlaide and bent down to look at those eyes that were starting to lose focus.
"Look at you, Shlaide. Even your shikigami has betrayed you. Tell me, do you regret it?"
"Regret? Hehe. "
Schleder's consciousness had already become chaotic under the ravaging and crushing of the demon spirit. His voice had also become as distorted as a wild beast's. But perhaps because he knew that his death was imminent, the ambitious and ruthless person who had single-handedly destroyed the Japanese civilization calmed down. He said in a low voice, "Don't worry.
"50 years in the human world, compared to the heavens, is just a tiny thing. Looking at the affairs of the world, it is like a dream. If I can't step on the path of a tyrant and become a tyrant, do I have to live like an ant for the rest of my life? No, that is not my fate … The more peaceful my life is, the more heroic my death will be. I want to be like a beautiful summer flower or a shooting star that streaks across the sky … "
Shlaide stretched out his hand as if he was trying to grab the empty sky. Seeing the pain on his face and the deformed body that was being ravaged by the demon spirit, Saber shook his head. With a flip of his left hand, the blade that was overflowing with lightning pierced through Shlaide's heart.
"I don't have the habit of causing trouble for myself. But at the very least, I can make you die like a samurai."
"Pu!"
Shlaide spurted out a mouthful of blood. His head slowly lowered. In the midst of pain, he welcomed the final release.
"Thank … thank you. I am really … lucky to be born in the same era as you. If I can defeat you, that would be … that would be such a wonderful thing."
The scarlet color in his eyes slowly receded. He looked at Daitengu.
"Daitengu, play one last song for me and send me … off."
Daitengu didn't refuse. With a flip of his wrist, the iron flute appeared in his palm. A melodious song sounded in the cruel battlefield after the great battle. Saber took off Shlaide's mask, revealing a face that was too horrible to look at. It was filled with sword scars and wounds caused by spiritual energy. But in that pair of lifeless eyes, there was a trace of calmness. Maybe he really went to the country of the tyrant in his dreams in this farewell song.
In the distant horizon, the light of dawn slowly tore apart the darkness. When all living things were about to awaken, a soul that yearned for the pinnacle passed away.
"Little Luqi is dead. It's time for me to leave."
After Daitengu finished playing the song, he put down the iron flute in his hand. When the first ray of sunlight shone on his body, starting from his feet, his body started to turn into light spots and dissipate. He looked at Saber. A faint and peaceful smile finally appeared on his handsome face. It was as though he was thanking Saber for giving him true freedom. Even if the price of this freedom was that he would completely disappear from this world.
Saber looked at this proud soul. He leaned on the Ancient Soaring Sword that was overflowing with lightning. He said softly, "Tell me about your story.
"Tell me about the story between you and him. I can feel that the two of you are not an ordinary master and servant … I think this will be a great story."
"Alright, if you really want to know …"
Daitengu's feet had completely disappeared. The light spots dissipated around him. The black wings on his back spread open. This scene was as beautiful as a scene from a myth. He waved the fan in his hand slightly and said softly, "Little Luqi was just a normal person.
About 200 years ago, he accidentally obtained the Ancient Soaring Sword and the inheritance from the ancient era. He tried to summon his Shikigami but failed many times. It was only until the most critical moment that he succeeded for the first time. I was his first Shikigami. At that time, we were very weak and could only struggle to survive. The scars on his face were from when he was being chased by the Five Dragons Ninja. In order to not expose my existence, he was tortured. "
"You are right, Young Overlord. Little Luqi and I weren't just master and servant. We were more like comrades and brothers who walked through the battlefield together. But many years later, he changed. It's a very cliché story. He started to seek more power. When I was unable to give him more power, he changed from supporting each other to enslaving me. But I didn't blame him … until he caused the Demon Realm to invade Japan and used the blood of mortals as sacrifices to the Evil Spirits."
Daitengu shook his head:
"The hot-blooded and determined young Ninja that I knew who was willing to sacrifice everything for 'Righteousness' is already dead. The only one left alive is the cruel butcher Schlider who pursued the path of a tyrant. This is my story."
"Keep him!"
Sim's voice sounded in Saber's mind: "His potential isn't limited to this. I can feel it. Sign a contract with him. Saber, keep him!"
"Hmm … I never intended to let him go."
Saber replied to Sim. His eyes flashed as he took a step forward and grabbed the arm of Daitengu who was quickly dissipating. Flames wrapped around his dissipating body, forcefully stopping the dissipation of his soul. The latter looked at him doubtfully. Saber said in a deep voice:
"Due to the current situation, I need many loyal and powerful subordinates. You … are very suitable."
"That's impossible …"
Daitengu laughed involuntarily. Under the morning sun, he said softly: "A shikigami can only have one master in their lifetime. Unless the cycle of reincarnation starts again, I can only return to the world. This is the restriction of the dimension and spiritual energy. My soul is entangled with Schlider's mark, I can't accept another master …"
"Oh, you said soul?"
Saber's eyes lit up: "That's my domain. I just need to make a small adjustment! You just need to answer me that you are willing to follow me. Schlider's path of a tyrant was destined to fail from the start. Now, I want to show you another path … the path of a tyrant that belongs to Saber .Hawke! "
Daitengu looked at the young man who killed Schlider. He looked into the eyes of the young man and seemed to see a trace of Schlider's gaze. But in the end, he still shook his head:
"I'm willing to be free. Let me go."
Saber's expression turned strange. He tilted his head and looked at Daitengu. He said softly:
"Do you really think … that I'm discussing this matter with you?"
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