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Facing doubts calmly is the first step to self-fulfillment.

【Beyond ordinary people, you are a god.】

The person coming is [Wan Zhang], a direct subordinate of Adjutant Nefret.

He watched Forni and Nolav come out of the city corridor, and he walked straight in from the side of the city corridor. Before Forni and Nolav could recognize them, they both gave a surprised look and immediately turned their horses.

, stopped on the spot.

"Sir Wan Zhang!"

Forni looked at Wan Zhang's back in surprise.

His special blade looked so terrifying behind him. Walking among the trembling bones, the shadows under the city corridor became extremely bright, revealing a terrifying white color.

Wan Zhang did not turn around to respond to Forni, which made Forni frown and feel a sense of solemnity and solemnity as he looked at a strong man.

"Prophecy..." Nolav also suddenly understood something, and could only watch Wan Zhang walking towards the place where they fled without hesitation.

"This is not a good job... Nolav..." Forni turned the horse's head again: "We should go, no matter what..."

After saying that, he still looked back at the dark city corridor. Wan Zhang had already walked out of the city corridor, walking step by step towards the intruder who had "scared" them and "escaped".

This "intruder" was still standing on the city wall they were guarding. He did not look left or right, but kept staring at everything in the city, letting the desperadoes who wanted to kill him get close without caring.

He was observing the city and the mountain-like luminous spar tower.

"Duel! Duel! Duel!" the lamb shouted excitedly. It raised its hands and cheered, which made Artes even brighter.

"Altes! Do you feel it? That Imperial man seems to have a special sword~"

The lamb looked at Altes in Chang Yufeng's hand, and Altes flashed in response. Chang Yufeng's expression also became serious. Facing Wan Zhang who was walking upright, he had to look at that person.

A special blade.

Under the bright light of the luminous crystal, he has black eyes and piercing eyes. His long black hair hangs down to his waist. He has the same small tattoos on his arms and cheeks, which are the symbols of imperial prisoners.

Wan Zhang does not have the figure of a strong man, but he clearly has broad shoulders and extremely long arms. There is a knife hanging on his calf, but despite this, he can move freely.

His particularly special blade is slung across his back. The chain on the long handle is connected to the blade. There are protruding serrations on it, just like a special instrument of torture. When the prisoner is asked to be released, the executioner will

Use this special chain blade to play with prisoners who have turned away.

In order to achieve the executioner's special sense of pleasure.

"First meeting, son of prophecy."

Wan Zhang looked at Chang Yu Feng on the city wall and stopped respectfully from a distance.

As if they knew that Chang Yufeng would not enter the city recklessly, they sent an extremely "dignified" inviter.

It's just that this inviter is not friendly.

"I don't know why you are here, but I know why I am fighting."

After saying that, Wan Zhang put his hand on the hilt of the sword and slowly pulled out the blade from behind. The blade shimmered and was extremely sharp. Each saw tooth was like a fang biting the light beam, making the light tremble and stay.

Can't break free.

"What prophecy did they hear?"

Chang Yufeng couldn't help but become confused.

Once upon a time, the intelligence system he could rely on came purely from Xunhuangying. Only when Xunhuangying wanted to tell him did he know that most of the time, the information he had access to was really limited.

Especially in the Age of Destruction, his access to information was blocked, and even searching for [Sarahma] took him an extremely long time.

Prophecy, what prophecies he was never known to have.

However, for the current Chang Yufeng, being called the son of the prophecy does not make him feel that it is inexplicable, but instead feels that it is natural.

If he hadn't been the so-called "Son of Prophecy", he wouldn't be here.

"Hmm... I said I didn't know, would you believe me?" Lamb also looked at Wan Zhang with a blank look on his face, and slowly looked back at his body. He saw that there was an overly curly strand on his wool.

He couldn't help but pull it straight, and whispered softly: "Of course, whether you believe it or not, I can't tell you whether I know it or not... because I am just a sheep..."

"This sword is called [Hell Fang], Son of Prophecy. I hope you can understand that in the next few minutes, it will cause you great pain. If this is the case, please forgive me..." Wan Zhang stepped forward with a lunge.

, lifted the prison fang up and placed it across his head, wrapped his right hand around the chain of the prison fang, and held the horizontal tooth at the middle end of the prison fang with his left hand, slightly spreading his sword eyebrows, and assumed a correct offensive posture: "And if not, then,

It's an honor to be your opponent and die in your hands."

These words made Chang Yufeng feel in awe. Although he didn't know what the prophecy was, it was obviously not a good prophecy, and the person in the prophecy was an extremely terrifying existence.

In the prophecy known to Wan Zhang, he will kill Wan Zhang, which is why Wan Zhang appears here.

He is obeying the prophecy of death.

He called his name again.

"[Record of Famous Persons of the Empire], Diamond Scroll, Golden Title, Number 133, Ten Thousand Zhang——Here——"

The name Chang Yufeng was too unfamiliar, but the majesty that came out of his mouth with the words "Ronald Masters of the Empire" suddenly intensified. He did not say that he was a member of the Undead Regiment. Perhaps it was because he had met Chang Yufeng, a member of the Empire, that he

Then he tells his identity and strength in a way that everyone can understand.

Rather than the undead group.

Even if there is no grievance or enmity, you still need to force yourself to death. This is the humble life of being a living prisoner in invisible shackles.

"He said he wants to beat you to death, or be beaten to death by you." Lamb laughed playfully: "We will offend many people along the way, [Tiangong], [Time and Space Cube], [Disaster of the Era], and so on.

Those [future people] and so on, aren't they all caused by Lin'er? There are so many people who want to kill her. Since you have chosen to help her and stood on her side, then what will she face?

Your enemy is your enemy."

Its vague voice lingered in Chang Yufeng's ears.

This is not a vague dream.

Chang Yufeng looked at Wan Zhang and jumped down the steps. The brilliance of Altes swallowed up more light.

"You can't attribute everything to [cause and effect], nor can you refuse the demise of something just because it exists. You can't go back to being a child, so just choose to accept it, no matter what others say,

Especially, your enemies."

"Don't get entangled. We will kill many people who think they are innocent in the future. Just act like adults. Many so-called innocent people are not worthy of your kindness."

"Especially now! Fight or die."

The lamb slowly disappeared, and Chang Yufeng also slowly rotated the sword blade. Altes's sword flower rippled with a golden scorching light, which was breathtaking.

He also lunged forward, holding the sword in his right hand across his eyebrows, and extending his left hand downwards. He thought that this would be a death battle between standard imperial swordsmen, with swords and eyebrows and stars, and the Huaguang General from far to near.

Changyu Feng is fully illuminated, while Wan Zhang is under the "mountain of light" behind him, so it is inevitably much darker.

He didn't need to give his name, but he still gave the name of the visitor like in the imperial competition.
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