The dusk glow dyed half of the sky orange-red, connecting it with the blood that turned reddish-brown because of the mixed soil on the ground, giving it a strange sense of harmony.

Nearly ten thousand corpses with different postures lay in blood that had begun to become sticky, like sculptures.

Some of the corpses were also stuck with swords or broken spears, shaking gently in the breeze mixed with the smell of blood.

The corpse was covered with blood and the river was filled with blood.

Carita stood there, raised the back of her hand and wiped the blood on her face, looking at the scene for a long time without saying a word.

Her armor was covered with traces of knife-cutting and axe-cutting and splattering blood, and it had become a little ragged.

Her long golden hair, which was already dizzy by the sunset, turned orange-red by the sunset, was glued together by blood, and formed into a lump.

The complete annihilation of the enemy should be a military achievement worth celebrating, but all of his subordinates died here, except for the man who is still standing behind him!

"Why?"

Carita's expression was still calm, but the anger in her tone was not difficult to hear.

"Because I want to be the leader of the knight!" The man behind him spoke calmly.

"At this point, there is no need to continue to use this boring excuse to deceive me, right?" Carita looked at the sea of ​​corpses in front of her, with a expressionless face.

"This is indeed one of the reasons," the man behind him paused, "The most important thing is that you are a member of the prince's faction and blocked the third prince's way!"

"Abigail?" Carita finally had an expression on her face and she sneered disdainfully, "Juan, do you want me to believe it was a fifteen-year-old guy who gave you this order?"

"So you all underestimated the third prince," Juan shook his head gently, "Otherwise, it would not have ended up with the result today."

"So, in order to get the position of Knight Commander, you will not hesitate to participate in the royal battle?"

Even though the facts were already in front of him, Carita still felt unbelievable.

"Just to get the position of the Knight Commander, I personally ruined the lives of three thousand comrades?"

“…”

Juan was silent for a few seconds, then nodded with a heavy focus, "Yes! Your aura is too shining. If you don't die, I can't become the Knight Captain!"

"You are such a..." Carita pressed down, his voice trembling, "Bitch!"

"Sorry, I hope you don't blame me!" Juan said in a deep voice, then waved his right hand and slashed the sword in his right hand towards Carita's neck.

Hearing the sharp sound of breaking through the air behind him, Kalita, who had been fighting for a day, no longer had the strength to dodge, or in other words, at this time, she didn't plan to dodge...

Her waist-length golden hair was cut off with her neck. When Carita's head fell to the ground, she also saw her body falling to the ground at the same time.

"Dang!"

Juan threw away the sword, held the trembling right wrist with his left hand and took a few deep breaths, glanced at Carita, and turned around to leave.

"Oh? I said where did I get such a big resentment..." A magnetic voice suddenly sounded behind Juan, "So that's the case!"

"Who?" Juan turned around and shouted loudly.

Then he stood there in a daze, looking at the two people who appeared behind him at some point.

One man and one woman, the man was wearing a black windbreaker and a blood-red cloak hung on his shoulders. The woman was wearing a black one-piece dress.

The two of them were spotless, and they were clearly incompatible with the scene of corpses and blood, but they felt extremely harmonious in the sunshine that was about to set.

Especially when the two of them slowly walked into the shadow range, this feeling became even more obvious.

The man has a handsome and tender face, with red hair and messy and stylish hair. The woman has long burgundy hair and a faint smile on her face.

"Are you the only living person here?" asked the red-haired man.

He had arrogance on his face and was very arrogant. His tone was more like questioning, and he seemed not to take himself seriously at all.

Juan was a little stunned. He didn't know who the other party was, and he was a little stunned for a moment.

"My king is asking you! Can't you hear it?" the woman next to me said coldly, "Or deliberately pretending to be deaf and dumb in front of my king?"

"King?" Juan reacted, "Are you the prince of the country next to you? Here..."

"Bang!"

Before he finished speaking, the woman flashed and appeared in front of Juan the next moment, slapped him in the face.

Juan spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, spitting out two back teeth until she fell to the ground and didn't react to what had happened.

"Humanity! It's my king who is asking you questions!" A cold voice sounded from the woman's mouth, "If you don't know how to lift yourself up, you will be torn away!"

Juan raised his head, but saw the woman's blood-red pupils radiating in the backlight shadow, which were extremely beautiful, but exuding a dangerous feeling.

Then he thought of the other party’s question just now, and his whole body trembled, “You...you are...demons...demons!"

"Listen, human!"

The other party grabbed his hair with one hand and lifted his upper body up, staring at his eyes with scarlet pupils.

"I am the one who serves the devil! It is named Elisa!" Then his head was forcibly turned toward the red-haired man behind him, "That is my king Dikao! If you don't want to be tortured to death, you must answer the questions of my king truthfully and not hide them!"

"What a big resentment!"

Dikao looked down at Kalita, grinned, and reached out to hold her body slightly.

A black air visible to the naked eye floated up from the ground, wrapped around Kalita's head and body, and then gradually disappeared.

Then, in Juan's shocked eyes, Kalita's eyes, who had clearly lost his vitality, shines again.

Carita's eyes moved, and saw Juan lying on the ground and Arisa next to her, and then saw Dikao standing next to her.

"This is..." Carita looked puzzled, then saw her body next to her, and her face became even more puzzled, "I... haven't..."

"No, you're dead!" Dikao squatted down, "but I felt your resentment, let your soul return to your body temporarily, so that you can temporarily resurrect."

"For the time being?" Kalita asked back, "You are..."

"My name is, Dikao! The future king of demons!" Dikao introduced himself, "I lack manpower now, only five succubus servants. I can feel your resentment. Since the gods cannot hear your prayers and cannot fulfill your wishes, how about making a deal with me?"

"The Demon King..." Kalita also reacted, "What... what deal?"

"You have died once for the reason you insist on it," Alisa said, "The result of hard work is only heartbreak! My king can avenge you. Just give out your soul and loyalty and become an immortal ghost knight, and fight for my king forever!"

"Is this what..."

Carita murmured to himself, recalling her life like a marquee in her mind, then looked at Juan lying on the ground next to her, and finally looked at the Demon King, slowly opening her mouth: "I do! Just...my subordinates..."

"They don't have enough resentment!" Dikao smiled on his face. "They didn't know they were betrayed. They believed they died for glory, so they could only become heroic spirits, not evil spirits!"

"Is this what..." Carita said with a little regret, "I am willing to be loyal to you, as long as you let me avenge my subordinates in person!"

"Very good!" Dikao grinned and took out a scroll from the space ring. "This thing is too precious, I only have one, I hope it's worth it!"

The moment the scroll was torn apart, a large amount of black gas emerged from the ground and wrapped around Kalita's head and body.

Dikao took two steps forward, bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood on Kalita's head.

"A soul full of resentment, obeys my guidance and follows my call..."

As the low spell rang, the black gas wrapped around Kalita's body became more and more intense, and finally all entered her body, quickly transforming his body, which had dried up blood.

"From today on, you are no longer a human race, but are reborn in this world as a demon race." Dikao's magnetic voice sounded, "Your surname as a human will become the past, in exchange for the power of being a ghost knight..."

When Carita's body was transformed, Dikao took two steps back and smiled, "Go and take revenge!"

The next moment, in Juan's shocked eyes, Carita's body actually stood up from the ground, then reached out to grab his head, and walked towards this side step by step.

"No...don't..."

Juan kicked his legs on the ground and kept retreating, shook his head vigorously, "Don't come over, don't come over!"

Perhaps it was a matter of perspective, Carita was a little staggering at the beginning, but as she adapted, her pace became more and more stable and more determined.

"No, no..." Juan begged while retreating, "You let me go...you let me go!"

"You will destroy three thousand comrades for a knight captain, and the rest of the other comrades will definitely become your victims in the future!"

Carita said coldly as she walked, "You! Damn!"

After saying that, his body shook his hand and threw his head towards Juan.

The moment the head fell on Juan, Carita opened her mouth and tried hard to put it on his shoulder.

"Ah--" Juan struggled.

Carita's body immediately rushed over, and her hands tied his neck tightly and pressed him to the ground.

Juan was pressed to the ground and struggled, her fists and legs kept falling on Carita's body, but she was unmoved at all.

When he was strangled, Juan's tongue stretched out long, but he couldn't make any sound. As his whole face gradually turned from red to purple, his eyes were constantly turning up.

In the end, his hands were completely weak and motionless.

Carita let go of her hand, held up her head, looked at Juan's body, and then looked at the corpse of her comrades who had all frozen in the night, motionless...

………………………………………

Kalita, who was in a daze, suddenly woke up, looked at the skeleton soldiers around him like a tide, and then looked at the human knight who had almost disappeared from sight.

He shook his head and thought to himself why he was so trapped in memories at this time, it has been thirty years.

"How long has it been?" Kalita asked her subordinates next to her.

"There are ten breaths left, the team leader!"

"Chasing," Carita waved her sword twice, "try to wipe out all!"
Chapter completed!