C12 Rebirth

Shire saw the memories of the devil.

At that time, it was still in a distant place and did not belong to this world. A group of illusory conscients with no physical bodies were in the middle of a trial. The surrounding environment was strange and variegated, there was no meaning in heading in the direction of space and time. Flesh and blood figures prostrated themselves on the ground. Everything in sight was covered by barren rocks, barren, and hot. A huge river formed from lava flowed down from the horizon, blazing without end. The city's huge lava floated in the fire, and the gaseous matter was formed on the surface. Countless bright flames burst out.

"You're out" An invisible existence with a high status sent out a message, "We've set the rules here, but you didn't follow them. Since you started a war that shouldn't have been started by you and enjoyed sacrifices that shouldn't have been enjoyed by you, then the punishment that shouldn't have been borne by you can only be borne by you "

The other wills that didn't have a realistic image also took turns to condemn the Blade Demon, accusing it of offending and profaning this territory.

"So this is your rule, to banish a true demon?" Shire could feel the fury and unwillingness of the Blade-Edge Demon. It struggled, but was restrained.

"Yes, not your projection, clone, or image. I am not exiled to your will, spirit, or body. I am exiled to the real you. All of you. We've decided to banish your essence to that backward world. You will be safe there, the development of civilization there is very low, creatures build cities with mud bricks, and the same race is divided into groups of people who kill each other. Using throwing weapons and smelting metals to fight, they arrogantly think that they have the right to deal with everything in the world. Wasting the present, fear the future."

"It doesn't sound any better than other places filled with intelligent creatures"

"You'll fall in love with that place, that way you won't miss hell"

"But if I die there, I'll be completely destroyed!" The Blade Demon begged, "I will return. Am I right?"

"Of course. When your fragment returns, you will become a wonderful memory in my treasury."

"No - - - don't be like this"

"Very well, if you are willing to beg us, we will consider giving you a lenient punishment We will leave your power projection in hell, allowing you to be reborn in hell "

" I will never plead with you... but you will regret it one day. "

"Will we regret it? Un, mortal, what do you think? Do you think... the Blade Demon will one day slaughter its way back to hell? " The supreme illusion of chaos was above time and space. It realized that Shire was sharing this memory, so it looked at Shire's soul.

It was a great terror to be sensed by such a thing. Shire kept trembling. He woke up from the coma, illusion, and memory, and opened his eyes wide.

He saw the ruins of Dew Camp Stone. It was as if it had been a lifetime ago. The surroundings were filled with blood, and flames were burning everywhere. The corpses of the others were lying on the ground. The forest was still dark and quiet under the night sky. It was dark and terrifying, but Shire was no longer afraid.

His first reaction was to move his body. He lowered his head and was pleasantly surprised to find that his limbs and legs had been reborn. It was like a miracle.

"My body..." Shire rotated his hands and feet. For the first time, he felt happy because he had a complete body. Every finger looked very precious now. He touched his skin to make sure that everything was real and not an illusion.

It was good to be alive.

He was now naked, and everything on his body had been destroyed by the impact.

Wait... There was still something left behind. Shire stroked his neck. The emerald-gold necklace was still hanging there, and it was heavy.

There was also the magic rope. Etienne's devil rope was left on the ground. It might be the only thing left behind by the old hunter. Shire picked it up and thought about the old hunter's sacrifice. He was at a loss.

He walked to the dead Waren with mixed feelings. Waren still had the arrow stuck in his face. He looked very pitiful. His mouth was open, and his eyes were dull. Blood was all over his face. No matter what kind of temperament he had when he was alive, or how high his status was, he would still die after he died.

Shire took off Waren's black cloak and wrapped it around his waist to cover his shame.

"Don't want to expose your reproductive organs in the air. Is this the delicate shame of human beings?" The demon's voice rang in Shire's mind.

The demon! It was still there! It's here with me... it's in my heart! Shire's heart was beating wildly. Could it be that it has become one with me? Where is it?

"Oh, I can feel your thoughts. Yes, I'm right here with you. Let's make an official introduction. I'm the Blade Devil, and I'm also known as Gradiu. Blade Devil God, Gradiu, the Supreme Ruler. The Blade Executioner, the World Eviscerator, and the unknown Ripper."

What was that? It can see my thoughts? Then wouldn't I lose all my privacy? This is a monster! This is a demon!

"Listen, mortal, I have no interest in prying into your personal life. I just want to live, okay?"

Shire tried his best to suppress his messy thoughts, but Gradiu could see it clearly.

"No, I won't devour your soul. My current condition is a little special." Gradiu kept reading Shire's thoughts, and at the same time, he kept complaining. "Don't think too much. I won't turn you into a puppet either. When I have nothing else to do, I just want to cut something and play with it. Ah, what? You think I'm a parasite? That's disgusting. Ah, ah... Your subconscious... Your subconscious is really a mess. How shameful, I've been disgusted."

"Draw a clear line for me!" Shire shouted in his heart, "Stop reading my thoughts!"

"Alright." Gradiu expressed his agreement. "Listen to me. At least for now, we need each other."

"It's you who needs me, and I don't need you."

"Is that so? Look, heartless mortal, who saved you? I used a powerful spell to revive you, and you owe me your life. "

" You allowed me to be reborn, so that my body can accommodate your existence "

"Isn't that great? I need a place to hide, and you need power."

"Power? What kind of power?"

"You will see." Gradiu's voice sounded very deep, "The power that you can't refuse is enough for you to control the world."

"I am the Devil Hunter. I only want to hunt devils."

"Ah, this is great! I want to, I want to too! Hunting demons? Just thinking about it was exciting. Eating the same type of food was much more enjoyable than eating mortals. Hurry up and bring me to hunt demons! Where are the surrounding demons? I also want to become a Devil Hunter!" It was hard to tell whether it was sarcasm or sincerity.

“...”

"Someone is coming." Gradiu warned Shire.

Shire could vaguely feel the activity and silence of the devil. Before, he felt that the devil was jumping up and down in his soul, but now it was quiet, in a passive or dormant state.

The only reason was that the Devil Hunter had come.

Shire saw Geffany passing through the forest and approaching the Dew Camp Stone ruins.

"Miss Geffany!" Shire was very excited when he saw the senior.

Geffany was wearing her hunter's cloak. Her hair was messy and her coat was stained with blood. She seemed to be injured. She looked at Shire with a complicated expression.

"What happened?" She asked.

Shire was stunned. Should I say that a devil has entered my body?

"Everyone..." Shire replied, "Mr. Etienne is dead, Dalton is dead, and Waren is dead."

"Then how did you survive?" Geffany drew her sword and approached Shire. "Who are you?"

"No... Mr. Etienne used the Yafen Flame to destroy the demon." Should I lie? Should I lie? "Blade Demon... it..."

"Is it dead? Is it exiled?" Geffany asked, "Shire, tell me! Where is the Blade Demon?"

"The Blade Demon is here... I am here." Shire painfully admitted, "It has entered my body, but it..."

"You have been possessed?" Geffany put away the sword in her hand, held it with both hands, and pointed the tip of the sword at Shire.

... "" Shire faced her in silence.

"I'm sorry." Geffany looked at Shire sadly. "We have been walking all the way until now. Eight hunters have entered the forest. Now only you and me are left. If you have not been controlled by the devil, you should give up. "

"Give up... what?" Shire found himself stuttering.

"Give up life... I know this is very difficult for you. You must die. Then I will chase the demon out of your body and send it back to hell. "

"I... don't want to die..." Shire said with difficulty, "Can't we go back to Hunter Palace? There must be a way, there must be a way to get it out of my body. Right?"

" Wrong. " Gradiu expressed his stance in Shire's heart, "There is no way to take me away from you. We are now living and dying together."

What should I do?

"Kill her." Gradiu kept tempting Shire, "She's injured. I'll help you deal with what you can. Do you want to die? You just came back to life. "

" I don't know, Shire. " Geffany walked to Shire and said, "Very soon. Relax."

Shire widened his eyes. Geffany suddenly thrust her sword at Shire.

Pain!

Shire felt his liver being pushed. It was so painful that he grimaced in pain. He staggered backwards. Geffany looked at her sword with a complicated expression. The tip of the sword had been blunt by the devil's power and turned into a grinding circle. Otherwise, that sword would have pierced through Shire.

"You have indeed turned into a devil." Geffany threw away the blunt sword and looked angry, "Nuin Sharp Edge!"

The sharp silver light pierced towards Shire, and the emerald-green necklace on Shire's neck released a dazzling light. Part of the effect of the spell was blocked. Shire was stabbed by a huge force, and there was a bleeding hole in his chest. He was stabbed to the ground.

"Uh..." Shire fell to the ground, covering his wound. His face was pale. Should he fight back? Fight back against Geffany? He had to do this to survive?

"Fight back against her! Kill her!" Gradiu frantically urged Shire in his heart, "Kill her! Do you want to die? Do you want to die?! If you want to live, then she must die. If she lives, then you won't live!"

Geffany rushed over and pressed down on Shire's body. She reached out and grabbed Shire's neck tightly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Shire... Because we are Devil Hunter, we must do this..." Geffany kept crying. Shire tried his best to breathe, but his trachea was under pressure. The air could not enter his lungs no matter what, forcing him to open his eyes wide. His eyes were bloodshot.

"Struggle! Struggle! She is very weak, you are very strong, go and kill her! Live on! She fell into the trap I set up in the forest. She's about to die!" Gradiu was so anxious that he was about to go crazy. He urged Shire with all his might.

Shire fiercely got up. Geffany was indeed at the end of her rope. Shire easily broke free from her grip.

Geffany spat out a large mouthful of blood. Now, Shire could clearly see that there was a shocking scratch on her body. It pierced through her chest, and it was so deep that her bones could be seen.

"The blade that I arranged cut her, ha..." Gradiu said disdainfully, "She is about to die. She can't deal with you, nor can she eliminate me. We have won completely, Shire."

She tried her best to stand up and wipe away the blood at the corner of her mouth. Then she bent down and covered her wound. She stumbled to Master Frederick's corpse. Geffany knelt on the ground and used her hands to support her body. Blood kept dripping from her mouth. Tears streamed down her face as she sobbed continuously. Tears mixed with blood fell to the ground.

"You are injured. You must..." Shire breathed heavily. She did not have long to live. It was me who killed her. I should have destroyed the Blade Devil and completed the mission of the hunters once and for all.

Geffany's face was pale.

"Are you Shire or the devil?" She sounded very weak.

"Shire."

"This is the key to the Holy Church." Geffany took out a pure silver key from Frederick's arms, "Don't lose it."

Shire's hands trembled.

"Come here. Give me the crossbow." Geffany said tiredly.

"Don't listen to her. She wants to shoot you to death." Gradiu was extremely anxious.

Shire found his scattered wooden crossbow from the ground. It survived the impact. He loaded the crossbow and gave it to Geffany. Even if Geffany really wanted to shoot him to death, he did not have any complaints.

"Listen up." Geffany looked at the empty space and repeated the incantation three times. Every time she chanted, there would be silver light flashing and a dent appeared on the ground.

Shire felt uncomfortable in his heart, but he did not know how to cry.

"Did you hear that?" Geffany asked gently.

"Nuin Sharp Edge." Shire whispered, but there was no fourth mark on the ground. Damn it, damn it. Why can't I remember it clearly?

"You will be more familiar with it in the future. Just, never be controlled by it, promise me, okay?"

"I swear."

Geffany raised her crossbow.

"You can stop blaming yourself."

She struck her own throat, causing the bowstring to vibrate.