hotmtlnovel Chapter 26 As a villain, he died a glorious death.
Chapter 26 As a villain, he died a glorious death.
"Philan, do you know what to do?"
Lynn glanced at Fat Lun, who had de-goldenened.
Despite the excruciating pain in her body, Philon raised her staff.
The magic was squeezed to its limit.
hum-
The air emitted a piercing wail as twelve jet-black beams of light fanned out, sealing off all of Solitaire's upward space.
Solitaire snapped out of her daze, her brow furrowing slightly.
Humans reacted faster than she expected, and she instinctively tried to elevate herself to escape danger.
But the top of their heads was already blocked by black beams of light.
The magic, modified purely for the purpose of killing demons, pressed down with an aura that seemed to shatter everything.
If you force your way in, you will inevitably get hurt.
It can only dive.
Solitaire slumped down and glided to the lower left, trying to avoid the attack.
"Got you?"
Lynn stopped running, and the vision of the future froze in his mind.
Three seconds later, Solitaire will appear in the upper right corner, at a height of 25 meters.
Lynn drew another sword from behind his back.
All the muscles in the body are tense, and the power is transmitted from the soles of the feet to the waist and abdomen, and then from the shoulders to the fingertips.
Aim, anticipate, throw!
The longsword flew from his hand, tearing through the air.
Solitaire had just completed her descent and was preparing to adjust her posture and ascend again.
A chill suddenly ran down her spine, and she quickly activated her defensive barrier, but it shattered instantly.
puff!
The longsword pierced Solitaire's left shoulder with pinpoint accuracy, the immense kinetic energy causing her body to tilt backward, instantly disrupting her flight trajectory.
"Well……"
Solitaire grunted, and a crack finally appeared in the composed mask on her face.
"Philan! Shoot her down!"
Lynn's voice boomed through the smoke and dust.
Philon's expression remained as calm as ever, only the tip of his staff shone brightly.
shhhhhhhh!
Several more jet-black beams of light, like venomous snakes, seized the out-of-control Solitaire.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The beam of light exploded on Solitaire.
Although she managed to hold up multiple layers of defensive magic at the last moment, the enormous impact still slammed her down from the air.
Solitaire plummeted to the ground at an angle, raising clouds of dust.
"It's not over yet!"
Lynn rushed toward the direction where Solitaire had fallen.
Amidst the smoke and dust, a blue-green figure swayed as it stood up.
Solitaire pulled the longsword from her shoulder and tossed it aside; the bleeding wound was healing rapidly.
"That's...too rude."
Solitaire tidied her messy long hair, a sinister smile spreading across her face. "But do you think you can win like this?"
She lightly touched the ground with her toes, and her body defied gravity once again, preparing to take off.
However, Lynn's figure had already appeared before her like a ghost.
Distance, five meters.
Upon seeing this, Solitaire's pupils contracted sharply.
Countless magic swords instantly materialized in front of her, ready to slice this reckless human into mincemeat.
But Lynn was faster than her.
The instant the magic sword took shape, Lynn reached out with his right hand and gripped her slender ankle tightly.
"Such smooth feet."
Lynn looked up and grinned, revealing a smile befitting a villain.
Solitaire's heart skipped a beat.
"Get down!"
Lynn roared and, like wielding a whip, dragged Solitaire and slammed her to the ground.
Solitaire felt the world spinning, and then...
boom!
The ground was smashed into a large crater, and debris flew everywhere.
Solitaire was stunned by the fall, and her magical energy froze for a moment.
Before she could recover, a foot had already stomped heavily on her chest.
Lynn drew another longsword, its tip pressed against Solitaire's pale neck. "Any last words?"
boom!
Before Solitaire could answer, Philon, who was behind her, suddenly fired a sniper shot that pierced Solitaire's head.
"Mr. Lynn, I think she probably didn't leave any last words."
Philon descended from mid-air while maintaining his attack stance, and said expressionlessly.
In less than three seconds, the great demon was reduced to a pile of black ash drifting in the wind.
"That's... the end?"
Shutark leaned on his battle axe, his legs still trembling slightly.
"it's over."
Lynn flicked away non-existent blood from the blade, sheathed his sword, and said, "Well done, perfect teamwork."
The light at the tip of Philon's staff went out, his body swayed, and he fell backward.
"Philon!"
Shutark dropped the axe and caught her.
The girl's face was deathly pale, and blood was still seeping from the wound on her shoulder.
Lynn walked over, glanced at Philon's wound, and said, "Let's go back to church first."
Without saying a word, Hugh Tarek carried Philon on his back.
Back in the city, the three walked along the street toward the city center.
With the curse lifted, the golden statues that had remained unchanged for fifty years returned to their original flesh and blood forms.
This city, which had been asleep for half a century, has awakened again.
"It's truly...a miracle."
Watching this scene, Hugh Tarek murmured to himself.
"I can only say it's all thanks to Frilian."
Lynn strode through the chaotic crowd without looking to the side.
……
The church in Vieize is located on the east side of the city square.
After the clergy settled Philon and Shutark, Lynn found Frillian coming out of Lord Gluck's mansion.
"Where is Mahat?"
"He's dead."
Frillie yawned, "Including all his fallacies and heresies."
"Who did it?"
Although she already had the answer in her heart, Lynn still wanted to confirm it.
"Duncan".
Frillian turned to Lynn as she spoke, "Just as Lord Gluck said, as a villain, he died a glorious death."
Lynn paused for a moment, then smiled and said:
"Indeed magnificent."
Golden Township, this tragedy spanning fifty years, came to an end at this moment.
……
three days later.
At the gates of Vieize, a carriage was preparing to depart.
Beside the carriage, Ellie was holding a large bag of freshly baked bread, her mouth full of crumbs.
The crumbs drifted on the wind and landed on Lynn's boots. Lynn took a step to the side in disgust. "Are you full?"
"belch--"
Ellie let out a long burp in response.
"Lynn, Ellie, let's part ways here."
Kraft, carrying a small satchel, tightened the straps and looked toward the eastern horizon. "Count Regentius's territory is to the east, not on your way."
After swallowing the bread in her mouth, Allie leaned over and tugged at Kraft's sleeve. "Uncle, are you really leaving?"
All good things must come to an end.
Kraft reached out and ruffled the messy head. "Don't keep causing trouble for Lynn. Remember to stay away from danger."
"I didn't cause any trouble!"
Ellie protested, but her voice noticeably lowered, "Don't forget I'm the captain."
"Yes, yes, Captain."
Kraft smiled and looked at Lynn. "Lynn, take care."
Lynn stepped forward, extending her fist. "You too."
Kraft stared at the fist for a moment, then smiled knowingly and reached out his calloused fist to meet it.
"It's getting late, let's go."
Lynn said.
Claf nodded, turned and left, waving goodbye to the two men behind him.
The tall figure walked towards the rising sun, gradually receding into the distance until it disappeared at the end of the road.
"Stop looking."
Lynn jumped onto the carriage. "We should get going."
"Where to?"
Ellie sniffed and climbed into the carriage.
"Flo Village in Imperial Territory"
Lynn said, "That's where I'm looking for."
The driver quickly pulled the reins, and the carriage started moving.
Not far from the city gate, I suddenly heard hurried footsteps behind me.
"Wait! The carriage in front! Stop!"
The voice was clear and bright, with a hint of panting.
The coachman pulled on the reins, and the carriage stopped.
A figure ran up from behind, carrying a long staff in his hand and a bulging bag on his back.
Laofen.