Lord of the North

"Arrested without a fight? What a joke."

Gilbert sneered, glanced at the people around him, his brain was thinking quickly, searching for a way to get out.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

Jason asked indifferently. In fact, he might not spare Gilbert's life after he captured him. Although he didn't understand what Michaels said, he was sure that he would not lie to himself.

"Is it different if you catch him or die?"

As if seeing through Jason's thoughts, Gilbert mockingly said that he almost killed Lancelot back then, could the young lord let him go?

"I can help you, pull out what's haunting you, get rid of them."

At this time, Michaels, who helped Dogma to a distance and came back, took two steps forward, lowered his eyes and spoke softly.

"What?!" Gilbert looked up at him, his eyes full of disbelief, and even a hint of surprise and hope.

"Guests from different time and space! I hope you don't meddle in your own business!" But in an instant, his temperament changed drastically, becoming evil and crazy, and his eyes turned red.

Jason's eyes widened after hearing his words. How did this guy know that Michaels didn't belong to this world?

"It's just a piece of filthy blood. I thought it was the most original power in this world, but it turned out to be from the same vein."

Michaels ignored his threats. Instead, his eyes seemed to be filled with starlight, he looked at Gilbert quietly, and finally shook his head, saying with some regret.

But for some reason, Jason always felt like he was relieved.

"Presumptuous, you ant dare to disrespect me!"

Gilbert's eyes were wide open, and the evil spirit on his body was getting heavier and heavier, and his long hair was windless and automatic.

But the energy fluctuations in his body suddenly became unstable, and the bloody light in his eyes also began to flicker.

"Get out of my mind!"

He grabbed his hair with one hand, bent his body into a prawn, the veins on his head bulged and roared.

"He is not in the right state, Your Highness, take this opportunity to capture him, otherwise it will be troublesome for that existence to dominate his thoughts."

The star light in Michaels' eyes disappeared, he turned to Jason and said, and then moved away from here, apparently afraid that the battle would affect him.

After all, his strength cannot be compared with those of Roland, and his ability is not biased towards hand-to-hand combat.

"Roland, do it!"

Before he finished speaking, Roland, who was holding the holy sword without saying a word, suddenly appeared beside Gilbert. Instead of using his own weapon, he raised his leg and kicked him in the head.

Boom! !

The expected result didn't happen, and Gilbert suddenly grabbed Roland's leg at the last moment.

"Ant, you are courting death!"

He raised his head slowly, staring at Roland's eyes with scarlet eyes, and spoke in a serious tone.

"snort!"

Roland's eyes narrowed and he snorted coldly. The holy sword in his hand was shining with holy light, and he slashed at his arm. The power of the holy sword cannot be ignored casually, so Gilbert could only take back his own unwillingly. hand.

"kill!"

Leonidas on the other side roared, took a spear from the soldier behind him, took a step forward and threw it at Gilbert.

At such a close distance, he has the confidence to pierce his opponent's heart.

But his confidence was hit, because Gilbert dodged the spear covered in bronze light, and even reached out and grabbed the tail of the spear at the last moment.

"Power, too weak."

Under the dignified eyes of everyone, he actually looked at his body leisurely, and then said with some dissatisfaction.

"But it's enough for the time being, hahahaha!!"

Suddenly he held his forehead and laughed wildly again, making Roland and the others unable to help but take a step back, because he looked like a lunatic now.

Jason, on the other hand, retreated to the distance under the protection of the Spartan soldiers.

And Michaels they stood in the distance to watch the battle.

"What a deceitful little guy, it's a pity that the time to pick this fruit is a bit early, otherwise it would be more perfect." He said to himself with a little regret.

His previous fear, his compromise and retreat to Gilbert were all pretended, in order to paralyze Gilbert's vigilance, and then destroy his mind in one fell swoop, devour his soul, and take over the body that has been transformed by himself. body of.

"Visitors from another world, you will face the wrath of the Creator next."

He moved his arms slightly, and quickly adapted to this body, then looked up at the three earth knights standing in front of him.

"destroy!!"

In addition to scarlet, his body gradually began to be filled with pitch-black energy, and then with his roar, a violent and evil energy burst out with his body as the center.

The surrounding land was lifted up, and the plants in all directions began to wither and turn into dust, as if they had finished their lives at this moment.

"How dare he call himself the Creator?"

Jason yelled out in shock, isn't this too arrogant?

What is the concept of the Creator? I don’t know how many epochs ago it existed. I don’t know if he really existed. I don’t know their shapes. In the legends of this world, he is a supreme existence.

If he wanted to destroy this world, it was only a matter of his own thoughts, but this person who was struggling to face the three earth knights dared to call himself the Lord of Creation.

Could it be that the existence that occupied his mind is related to ancient myths? Suddenly Jason came back to his senses, the Gilbert in front of him was not the person he had seen before.

He seemed to have had his mind taken over.

"Actually, he can't say that he is wrong."

Michaels on the side sighed and said, with pity and sorrow in his eyes, even this kind of existence has become like this, so what else in this world is truly immortal?

He suddenly felt that what his people had tried their best to pursue was so pathetic. The former Star Clan people had been pursuing the true meaning and eternity of life, and they had paid too much for it.

"What's the meaning?"

Jason turned around and asked in surprise. Although he felt that it was impossible for Michaels to tell him everything directly, he still asked.

"He is indeed related to the source of this world, but he has been contaminated with filth. If he cannot be removed, he will become the source of the destruction of this world in the future."

Michaels was a little dazed, and finally he muttered to himself: "The most important thing is, we don't know if this kind of filth still remains in other corners of the world."