The Requiem, which mourns all souls, is played here, and the "Sutra of the Day", which brings the final judgment and redemption, plays to the climax.

Just like the chorus of millions of people, the power of the Creator transforms in the melody, and countless laws collide violently in the intense rhythm, bursting out dazzling light.

In Huai Shi's hands, the sword and axe have become invisible.

Their outlines are already difficult for the naked eye to distinguish.

Because endless lightning burst out from it, ravaging and bent the air and vision, stinging every pair of eyes, making people bow their heads and not looking directly at the gods' kindness.

It seems like the judgment has come.

It descends on the tip of the boy's index finger.

Countless crazy lights shot out from it, whipping everything in the world, and tearing everything up with him as he moved forward.

The day of wrath has arrived!

"This power is a miracle. You are even stronger than I thought!"

In the sky, the prince held the still burning blade, his face was illuminated by lightning, and his green eyes were filled with pleasure and expectation.

The horse was neighing, and countless feathers exploded from their wings, raising a hurricane, carrying the light that had not yet been extinguished, and dived down with the prince's roar.

A straight line of traces outlined from the void.

In the roar, the stage wails and the sound is shocking.

Thunder and light collided with each other, illuminating the faces of the two.

That excited smile was exactly the same.

Huai Shi took a deep breath, roared, and the lightning swept across, slashing the sword blade falling from the sky, lifting the blade and slashing it.

collapse!

A lion-headed shield emerged from the prince's arm, resisting the impact of lightning. Even in the wandering lightning, strands of golden hair were constantly burned into coke.

"You won't mind, do you?" After the shield, the prince laughed: "I thought I wouldn't use it. If I had known it, I should have brought a spear."

"I should say this..."

Huai Shi stared at the prince's pupils and raised her eyebrows slightly: "After all, it looks quite expensive."

boom!

The drummer exerted his strength!

From the close distance, the blade suddenly shook and slashed inward into a depth of two fingers wide again. A gap broke on the relief of the lion's head.

Immediately afterwards, the prince's broken sword lifted up the axe blade and swung it towards Huai Shi's neck.

At the moment when Huai Shi blocked, the horse neighed and the iron hooves rose up, but then, as the lightning shone, it flew backwards.

The wings are broken.

The thunder, like divine punishment, whipped its body, and in an instant, it defeated its defense and body, and dismantled the power of the Tianma from the inside out.

Hard damage!

The feathers of light fell to the ground and melted one after another.

The whining white horse struggled with difficulty, raised its face, rubbed its master's arm, and dissipated reluctantly.

The prince got up from the ground in a mess, as if he wanted to touch its mane for the last time, but hesitated and took back his palm.

The palms holding the sword trembled slightly.

Watching it leave silently.

After a long time, he raised his lowered eyes and slowly took a step back, finally glanced at the place where the white horse disappeared, turned around, and walked towards the boy holding the lightning in front of him.

"Come on, Huai Shi!"

He murmured softly, raising the broken sword and the cracked shield: "Let us end this long night."

"Ah, I think so too."

Huai Shi looked at him quietly, for some reason, but no longer laughed. She just tried hard to hold the thunder and weapons in her hands, allowing them to burn their palms and arms, making a sound.

"soon."

He took a step forward and murmured softly: "Soon, I will free you from this nightmare..."

At that moment, the roar of the prince and the mountain ghost sounded.

From the riddled stage.

In the wailing sound of falling from the sky, thunder and light collided with each other, making a roar.

There is no change ingenuity, no hypocrisy, no gap to retreat or dodge. In the collision of the vast songs and melodies, light and thunder burst out from their hands.

The sword, axe and shield roared, demonstrating its own majesty and solemnity in pure power and speed.

Slash, block, pierce, attack again...

The showdown is presented here in the most brutal and direct way.

With the roar and roar, the fragments of the sword and the sword flew out, the shield fell apart, and Huai Shi roared, suppressing the darkness in front of her and the pain of the soul, and the axe blade slashed down!

collapse!

The sword blade flew out of his hand and flew backwards.

But the prince was not panicked, but clenched his fists, stood still from the drowsiness, took a step back, forced his body straightened, and then tried his best to launch a final attack on the opponent in front of him.

Only a wicket away.

Under the constraints of the chains, the broken iron fist left a gap out of Huai Shi's face.

Huai poem stepping in front of you.

Hit him.

The sacrificial knife penetrated into the prince's chest and penetrated from behind.

So, the vast bell burst out from the sky, and a huge announcement spread to all directions in the roar.

Behind the curtain, the girl's sad song came to an abrupt end.

Just under the witness of all the audience, countless pairs of shocked and lamented eyes.

——The winner has been decided.

"It's over, Your Highness."

Huai Shi whispered softly in the prince's ear: "The long tour and adventure end here."

He said, "You can rest..."

"is that so?"

The prince smiled hoarsely: "It's obvious that we have met just now, and it's time to say goodbye? What a pity..."

He fell down in a mess.

Huai Shi supported him and leaned on the broken lifting platform. She wanted to say something, but she felt her palms were tightly held.

The pale palms were stained with sticky blood. The once handsome prince held the wrist of the boy in front of him, his eyes still as gentle as before.

"Congratulations, Huai Shi... you defeated me, and from then on, you will be the new prince." He gasped and asked softly, "But... what kind of prince do you want to be?"

“…To be honest, I haven’t thought about it yet.”

After a long silence, Huai Shi scratched her head and didn't know how to answer: "But I think I'm so happy, I must be the happy prince, right?"

For some reason, the prince couldn't help laughing out loud, and in a violent choking: "Haha, it sounds... cough cough... it's very unreliable..."

"Yes, I also think I'm very unreliable."

Huai Shi sighed, "Where is the right guy like me who is so sloppy, how can he be a prince? If he becomes a cowherd and works in KTV in the future, will you think I am not right?"

"Will you still treat us monsters so equally?"

"Maybe."

Huai Shi shook her head mockingly: "Maybe no one will like me then... Look, no matter how popular the character is, the popularity will always pass.

When I get angry, I may really have to rely on everyone to give me food."

"So, will you go and save innocent people?"

The prince choked and looked at his face: "Will he still uphold justice and lend a helping hand to those who ask you for help?"

"I can't say it."

Huai Shi smiled bitterly, "After all, my life is not very good sometimes. If you help others, you must take care of yourself first, right?"

But his hand was clenched by the prince, so hard that he seemed to be afraid that he would escape and disappear.

In the drowsiness, the prince made a hoarse voice, his eyes looking forward to it.

"So, will you still be... a hero?"

"Of course."
To be continued...