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Chapter four hundred and eighty seventh Ledros's determination

Lechers was instantly away from Lucian, fearing that he would be injured by his own people, so he also wanted to step forward and cut off Threstone's head, but was frightened by Lucian's guns and bullets, and he was afraid of getting close to him for a while.

Threstone twitched the lantern to support a circle of dim light wheels, completely isolated the holy light, but as Lucian's rage poured out, the light wheel quickly became shaky.

But he did look indifferent and had no idea of ​​escaping. He laughed loudly and leaned towards the corner a few steps, but he could not dodge any way to the light that followed him like a shadow.

The iron chains and iron hooks hanging around his waist jingled, and the lanterns floated beside him like shadows, but they also began to tremble violently, and the light of the miserable green candle was unstable.

While the wheel of light was shattered, Lucian held his hands. His hands were filled with smoke, and the holy light burned him in pain. He could only take off the crystal bottle on his neck and water the holy spear with the holy spring of life.

Lucian was deceived by the senses of the holy objects, making him mistakenly believe that the person who holds it is not an evil spirit, suppressing the anger of the holy gun, thereby alleviating the burning pain from his hands.

"It was so pleasant to eat this slaughtered meal." Lucian's painful roar sounded like a fairy joy.

He didn't expect that there would be such a good show, and a dead soul was actually using the weapon of the holy light to inflict pain on himself.

He quietly watched Lucian sharpen his gun in the face of battle, but had no intention of taking action.

It doesn't want to fight back or run away, otherwise how could it stay in the tea room and wait for annihilation after learning it has disappeared?

The reason why it stayed here and waited for death was of course because in this narrow tea room, there would be a wonderful torture. This torture was worthy of his life to savor.

"You know you're dead, too." The three words "Dumped Head" made Lecher laugh. He took advantage of the gap in Lucian's output and took a step towards Thresh with a broken sword.

The light flashed on the sword, and the broken sword reappeared its entity with a phantom, and stabbed Thresh hard into Thresh's chest with the supreme glory given by the king.

The pain made the Warden of the Soul Lock scream.

"Now, can you imagine the pain of my heart being penetrated by the Kalista spear." Lechos said viciously.

Although he was surprised at why Thresh did not resist at all, hatred made him suddenly turn his wrist, as if he wanted to break Thresh's black heart that was soaked in sin.

If he has a heart.

"That's you who torture yourself, why do you want to blame me who helped you get rid of me?" Thresh smiled, revealing his shark-like fangs.

He took off the hook and sickle from his waist and pushed it towards Lechus' neck.

But he was slapped away by the long sword. Lechus' speed was completely inconsistent with his body shape. When he stood upright, his helmet was almost pressed to the ceiling of the tea room, but his speed of reaching his hands was faster than that of agile smaller man.

"Because of your sarcastic words, it made my heart cold!"

Lechers roared, and the sword stirred back and forth in Thresh's hollow chest, and the cold light shone into pieces, cutting his ribs into pieces.

Thresh saw the pendant on Lechers' hand in the flying sword light. He immediately thought of something and set his eyes on Geno in the crowd. He seemed to have forgotten the pain. He forgot that Lechers was waving his long sword. His body opened his intestines and broke his belly, unforgettable.

Oh, it turns out that the victims found a mutual aid organization, Thresh thought.

"You can do it just by doing it. Will it be useful to kill me? We are all immortal undeads." Thresh turned his eyes back to Lechers.

"Then we will kill you a hundred times! A thousand times! Kill until you are afraid!"

"It's useless, Lechers. I know what you are going to do in Shadow Island." Thresh's voice became quiet, as if he was about to reveal a huge conspiracy.

Geno's mood inevitably became nervous. He suddenly felt that Thresh had not set any traps along the way because he was dealing with him as a trap, so he stayed in the tea room and was slaughtered.

"Have you ever thought about where we will go after the curse is lifted?" Thresh said.

"The Sabbath will come, and all reincarnation will end!" Lechos said in a divine manner. He had longed for the Sabbath.

"Yes, we will all die, including her. If you awaken her with your own death, she may stay in this cycle for a short time. But you will never be able to meet the next cycle because of the curse. You will truly die! Where will she find you at that time?"

Lechers' illusory pupils instantly dilated, as if they were struck by lightning, and his huge figure began to become unstable.

Thresh immediately made another knife.

He laughed wildly, like a noise from a file scratch: "If the curse dissipates, you will never be able to reunite!"

Thresh's words confused Lechers.

If you work hard and just exchange your own sacrifice for Carista's moment of awakening, is it worth it?

Does he have no time to work hard now?

But if the curse continues to exist, he will still have a chance to stay warm with Carista.

How to choose is clear at a glance...

"Your weaknesses are all exactly the same." Thresh's eyes were empty, like a black hole leading to nothingness.

Some people do not agree with Thresh's statement.

"Lechers." Someone was calling his name behind him. He turned his head in a daze and found that the speaker was Lucien.

This is the first conversation between them.

"Leders, I have never had one purpose, and it's very simple." Lucian paused for a moment, spit out a cold air, and his extremely cold eyes pierced Thresh, as if he wanted to swallow him alive: "That is to give my wife peace."

"Sena is trapped in Thresh's lantern, and Kalista is not much worse. She is trapped in the body of the Spear of Revenge, which is a human-shaped cage. Even if you go through a lot of hardships to awaken her, any vow of revenge can easily knock her back into the cage. Do you have to repeat this tragedy again and again with the painful cycle? Thresh just wants to lock you in with you!"

Lucian's denunciation shocked Lechers.

How could he not know that Carista was trapped in a cage? Carista and the Spear of Revenge have long been separated from each other, and the curse will not disperse, and the desire for revenge will never stop.

Even himself is trapped in a cage he created and will never be able to transcend.

Every pursuit in the cycle of reincarnation made him realize that although Carlista could be awakened, he could not resist a vow of revenge.

Under the curse, a vow of revenge is more effective than anything, driving Carista on the road of revenge forever.

If you want to change the status quo, the option of breaking the curse is left.

Lechers made his choice.
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