Aaron pointed downwards: "That is a foolish person who tries to awaken the dead and sacrifices his soul to the thread of life in the virtual world."

Griffith saw Naila's figure. He was running anxiously in the darkness, talking to someone, and then seemed to pick something up from the ground, wailing sadly. However, there was nothing in his hand, and he was beside him.

No one either.

"What was he doing there?" Griffith asked.

"Good question," Aaron waved his wand and skipped the chanting process and said, "Let's take a look.

"The illusion appears."

For a moment, Griffith seemed to have returned to the Summer Palace Square in Odessa.

He saw scenes of vivid illusions, which were exactly the same as the scene that day. Beyeland's artillery team spit out continuous fire and smoke, and in the deafening roar, raindrops of bullets roared in, even the war knight himself was shocked.

He also leaned down to avoid it.

"Don't be nervous, these are memory fragments," Aaron said. "These are the memories of Aaron von Kwaimantha. He was bewitched by the wishing device, lost his guard and let me take advantage of it, what a shame..."

Continuous bright red blood flowers bloomed in the crowd. There was a continuous dull sound of explosions, and the sound of blood, internal organs and bones being crushed by impact could even be heard in the screams. On the building with white walls and blue tiles, rubble was scattered everywhere.

, smoke and dust billowed, and the pointed roofs looked like giants with their necks strangled, hanging in rows.

The picture was shaking, full of blood, and blurry enough to make it difficult to see clearly.

Griffith only knew that the owner of the perspective was stumbling, pushing away the howling wounded soldiers and citizens, and stumbling on the slippery internal organs.

Finally, he came to a burning building. The solemn steps and broken sculptures could still make people recognize the balcony leading to the Cathedral of the Holy Light.

Griffith couldn't help but shudder, this is where Krista fell.

The steps that were supposed to be clean and spotless were already stained with blood. Several girls in thin white silk skirts fell in a pool of blood, their bodies extremely mutilated. They must have been Ao De who was chosen to serve Krista that day.

A girl from a noble family in Sa.

The screen suddenly shook rapidly.

Naila rushed down the steps, ran towards a blond girl, grabbed her arm and asked.

"Tiara, Tiara, tell me where Neferti is?"

The girl being questioned had her face covered in blood and her eyes were blank. She slowly turned her head, and Naira followed her, and saw a chaotic phalanx army scurrying around, with a slim figure standing in the silver.

Hidden by her waist-length hair, she ran hastily with the crowd.

That was Neferti. She was almost knocked down several times or tripped by the wounded on the ground, but she managed to avoid it. But she had great luck, and she and a group of officers, wizards, and extraordinary people maintained order and courage.

Together they broke through the barriers of the defeated army and moved to a safe location. Finally, she spotted her brother approaching her. Just as she was about to run here to join them, a blood-red thunder light fell from behind the crowd and reached the sky.

"Crimson Lightning! The Blood Knight is here!"

In just an instant, the Extraordinaries around Neferti were defeated. The knight, covered in heartbreak and blood, was holding a lance and sword and slashed at the fleeing Extraordinaries with his lance and sword. A group of armored cavalry followed him closely, heading towards the remaining soldiers.

The defeated general is approaching.

"Neferti!"
Chapter completed!