The clear voice echoed in the solemn Presbyterian Church.
Walkris came to his senses and finally realized that the voice did not belong to anyone else, but his own voice!
What on earth is going on? Why am I saying these things? What on earth do these words mean!
Walkris searched for answers in his mind, but he could not find any.
He raised his head and saw that the elders, who were originally furious and angry, were either surprised or frightened, and suddenly they were whispering to each other and in chaos.
With a "swish", Walkris heard the sound of the sword being drawn.
The holy sword Cloch, shining with a unique light, appeared before his eyes.
He drew his sword.
Walkris wanted to control his body and take back the sword, but now he was like a complete outsider. He had no way to control his body, nor could he express his true thoughts.
His eyes flashed, and he easily broke free from the chains on his body, jumped in front of an elder, and swung the holy sword without hesitation.
In an instant, blood splattered everywhere and screams were heard.
The holy sword that was originally used to slay the Demon King was now stained with the scarlet color of sin.
Why, I would do such a thing.
Walkris's consciousness was blurred, and one scene after another flashed before his eyes like fragments.
The huge lizard's feet crushed the meeting hall and crushed the elders into a pulp.
The village of heroes where he once lived was engulfed in flames.
The old man riding the crocodile commanded the enlarged eagle to hunt the fleeing villagers.
A series of vivid pictures of hell were played out before the brave man Walkris, with cries and screams ringing in his ears.
stop!
stop!
Stop it!
Walkris tried to control his hands, not to attack again, not to raise the knife to the person who had treated him gently.
But
Every time Walkris stopped him, it would turn into a new killing, ruthlessly piercing through the people he had known in the past.
This can't be true!
This is absolutely not true!
I would never do such a thing, I must be dreaming now.
Yes, everything we are doing now is just a dream. Only dreams can explain everything that is happening now.
I am absolutely dreaming!
A roar came into my ears, and the sky was covered with dark clouds without me noticing.
A raindrop reflecting the firelight passed through the vast sky.
“Pah—”
Walkris raised his head, and the raindrop fell on his forehead, splashing water.
The cold wind, mixed with the smell of ashes, blew across Walkris' face, feeling extremely cold.
"This feeling, this taste, it's not a dream at all!"
Vokris took a step forward, and his face was reflected on a smooth piece of obsidian in the firelight.
It reflected his frightened and incredible expression.
"Why? Why is all this true? What is going on?"
Walkris raised his hand, bright red blood flowed through his palm, and the wind took away the remaining heat of the blood.
Thick smoke rose from the burning village. A scantily clad woman was commanding countless medium-sized demons to wreak havoc in the village. Her long black hair was like the night, and her lower body was not a human body, but a huge snake tail. The chic purple scales emitted a unique glow under the firelight.
That woman is a demon! It must be that demon that controlled me to do all this!
We must take action.
We must not let the demons do whatever they want, I'm going to save them!
Walkris tried to calm himself down, forcing his slightly tired body to move forward. Suddenly, a huge dragon roar split the sky.
Following the dragon's roar, Walkris saw huge dragons hovering over the village.
"There is still hope. The dragons are here to stop the evil deeds of the demons!"
Walkris's brows slowly relaxed. Even if he was controlled, as long as the dragon took action, the people here would be saved!
The next moment, Walkris opened his eyes wide, unable to believe what was happening before his eyes.
The giant dragons hovering in the sky were not his reinforcements. The giant dragons of various shapes opened their mouths and spewed out hot dragon breath, bringing devastating disaster to the residents of the Brave Village who were already in dire straits.
"Why."
Vokris did not know about the oath between dragons and ancient humans, nor did he know that the dragon-like creatures he saw before him were not real dragons.
Everything turned to ashes.
Walkris struggled to move forward, but his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
He is just one person, can he be a match for so many enemies
Walkris felt ridiculous. He had clearly decided to be a true hero, but why did he appear so cowardly at such a critical moment? Wasn't this the time when he should stand up
Forcing his body forward, Walkris staggered a few steps and nearly fell.
Thanks to the sword stuck in the pile of stones, Vokris did not fall completely to his knees.
The bright red color on the holy sword soaked the gravel drop by drop. Vokris was breathing heavily. The holy sword, which was emitting a unique light, reflected an approaching figure.
As if grasping at the last straw, Walkris raised his head and looked to the right front. A woman with long purple hair approached him anxiously.
"Ah"
Before Vokris opened his mouth to call out the woman's name, a unique light flashed across Vokris' eyes.
Everything that just happened seemed like a lie. "Vokris" stood up completely from the quarry in the Village of the Brave.
Gently shaking the holy sword to wipe off the blood stains on it, "Vokris" put the sharp holy sword back into the scabbard.
The original holy sword had long been shattered, but thanks to the gift his uncle gave him, the holy sword was reborn and he was able to carry out his current plan.
"labor"
Yongfang Chunlan, who was approaching, just opened her mouth when she was glared at by "Walkris":
"Call me by this body's name."
The low voice carried a sense of desolation that spanned hundreds of years. A cold wind suddenly blew up the young man's golden braids.
Unable to call out the name of the person she missed, Yongfang Chunlan felt bitter in her heart, but she still smiled at the brave man in front of her:
“I see, Vocris.
Are you okay just now?"
Walkris nodded.
“It’s just an experiment.
There can be no mistakes in the next plan.
If that person has a stronger will than mine, he might take control of this body midway.
Let him out. I want to see if he has willpower.
The result is the same person as before.
He is just a brave man in vain.
This person doesn't even have the ability to shake my faith a bit.
From now on, you won’t have to worry about anything.”
"Vokris" took firm steps forward, with the blazing flames and falling raindrops merely serving as a backdrop.
“Next, it’s time to plan the next step.
I'll leave the rest to you, I have other things to do."
After saying that, "Vokris" walked towards the edge of the sky island without looking back.
Afterwards
Take a leap.
(End of this chapter)