As the blood-colored vortex became more and more surging, the [Outline of the Rank] began to gain the upper hand!

For every extra corpse on the ground, they will suck a large amount of crimson objects from it, making the power in their bodies even more surging!

In the face of the increasingly crazy and increasingly powerful attack, believers of the Law of Order kept falling down.

The fearless attack caused shocking scars to appear on both the two [Order Agents].

Death is not terrible for players. They are immersed in the blood desires and have reached the state of [freedom of shackles] and have long been freed from the shackles of life and death.

And even if they transform into [Crazy Mode], they still have three chances of rebirth.

Even if the game is completely over, they can continue to live in reality...

But the indigenous people in the game are different. The continuous deaths touch their spirit and consciousness.

Blood, death, screams, everything in front of you continued to stir up the spirit of Pdraco.

He is not the inferior people who are brainwashed by the law of order and are like tools.

The precious truth of life is more preferred for those of them than maintaining order!

"Damn...damn!!"

In the blood-colored vortex, he felt the threat of death!

In the face of the huge oppression of death, everything is in a daze and everything is trembling.

Before he knew it, Pdraco entered the state of [Time Illusion].

The past life is shown in my mind like a lantern, the earnest teachings of my parents and family since childhood, the long journey of learning day and night, and the whole journey of pioneering life...

Everything is vivid in my mind, just like yesterday.

In the face of death, the meaning of life has never been so clear.

For the expectations of my family...

For the continuation of future generations...

In order to protect the dignity and glory passed down from generation to generation...

All of this is hard to give up and it is hard to let go!

Live, live, live!

Only the living can protect all this. If you fall down here, everything will turn into a dream bubble!

Hysteria, desperate, as if breaking out of the cage.

Go to the final trial of fucking, go to maintain order, go to the fucking dedication!

Leaving everything, Pdraco rushed out of the Black Forest like crazy.

In order to protect the meaning of your existence, living is everything!

After Pdraco fled like a madman, the order defenders who had lost their firepower to suppress were instantly defeated by the rolling red wave.

More and more federal candidates fled to Lin Wai in a hurry before surviving.

The two high-level orderly players, who reached the [Legal Escape] realm and transformed into [Legal Escape] and were attacked wildly, with scars on their bodies, and red and green blood flowing into rivers.

In their faith in the law of order until death, they were like big trees in the storm, and they finally fell down after countless shocks.

The vines of order completely collapse!

Feeling the shackles on his body suddenly relaxed. Looking at the bloody purgatory scene around him, Riel grabbed Troger, gave him an extremely powerful look, and signaled him to escape quickly and stay away from this place of right and wrong.

Everything that happened here gave Riel a very bad feeling. He was not afraid of death, but there was something more terrible in this world than death.

To be honest, he wanted to get out of here.

bass--

Drawing out the two swords on his back, Troger's face showed a firm and determined look, and he shook his head resolutely.

"You go, I'm going to stay and make a break."

This is like a cold sword unsheathed, firm and powerful.

Riel could feel the firm will on the other party, but he said firmly.

"You should know that this is useless, staying here is just for death..."

Responding to Riel is a cold enlightenment like a cold sword.

"I am a witch hunter. Hunting monsters in this era is the whole meaning of my waking up! Even if I die here, I will die as much as possible!"

Seeing the other party's appearance in a very deep way, Ryer couldn't help but remind him.

"This is just a game, don't take it seriously..."

Troger showed a self-deprecating look in his eyes and shook his head.

"Game...oh, maybe it is for you, but in the so-called reality, I can't find my own place and the meaning of existence. To me, the reality in your mouth is illusory. Only at this moment, when I kill the demon, can I find the meaning of my existence!"

Hearing this, Riel couldn't help but feel creepy!

The ability of the psychologist to add [Extreme Meme] makes Riel understand from the tone of speaking that the other party is not joking, he is serious.

This guy...

Was it influenced by the so-called [reality]?

Looking at the players around him who were crazy in the blood vortex, and Troger who was sacrificing his life.

Invisibly, Riel's fear of the game has deepened another level.

This... is no longer a game!

This is a strange world that swallows consciousness without realizing it!

Without continuing to make useless arguments, Riel was as decisive as the other party, and turned around and ran towards Lin Wai!

Never stay longer!

Go away immediately!

Troger held two swords in his hand, and his cold hunting aura was suddenly released, and he mercilessly launched an indiscriminate killing at everyone who turned into monsters...

The final trial place of blood-stained, the cold light flashed and the cold wind roared. In the frenzied blood-colored torrent, the cutting sound of the two sharp blades resounded through the air, endlessly.

The steel sword slashes the body, the silver sword slashes the soul, the dark and golden pupils are as bright as burning. The [White Wolf] [Frost Tooth] [Crisp] freezes and tears the fallen people who turn souls into demons and form monsters.

Those believers of the law of order that once shine under the glory of order may fall down and turn into pieces in their fanatical and determined beliefs, or realize the value of life, flee to death under the continuous awakening, or are unable to suppress the remaining desires in their hearts and join the camp of carnival indulgence.

The blood-colored vortex is like a millstone, crushing everything and cleaning everything, leaving only the most sincere things that have not been washed away.

After a long bloody baptism, in the final trial place, only two figures are still fighting against the crazy bloody wave.

The bloody battle between the two restrained a large number of crazy [Rank-free], allowing those who had not been completely crazy to escape.

The body was soaked with countless blood, Troger and Lester Baid leaned against each other and fought the final battle in the crazy siege.

"You... are you?"

"Troger, witch hunter Troger."

Lester Baid glanced around, his vine armor broke and blood flowed in his mouth, and he sneered.

"Ha...I didn't expect that I would fight with an unlearnable [Awakener] to the end. My name is Lester Baid. To be honest, I am already a dying person. You... can be resurrected from the dead, right?"

Troger's two swords intertwined with cold lights, cutting a [Rank Death] into ice chips.

"Maybe yes."

Lester nodded relievedly, the red thing kept flowing from his mouth, his eyes scattered, everything in the past began to show like a lantern, and the laughter of the past came to his ears...

"If you can... help me give me a message to my family in Narn and tell them that I love them, especially my daughter..."

On his dying day, when he talked about his daughter, a complicated look flashed in Lester's eyes.

"She has been a child with a strong sense of justice since she was a child. Tell her that her father, as she thought, was an upright and brave pioneer, guarding justice until the end, and never surrendered in the face of death..."

"And...I hope she can live happily... no matter what... no matter what she becomes... I hope..."

Then, only the crazy beast howl was left in Troger's ears. His eyes flashed. The sword in his hand was sharper than ever, and the will in his heart was stronger than ever!

You must...kill all the demons in the world!

The sword wind, howling, like the cold wind of winter...

Some people live in vain for the meaning of existence, while others die for the meaning of existence.

Which is right and who is wrong, and which is better and which is worse?
Chapter completed!