The gentle daylight was obscured by dark clouds.

The breeze carries a little fishy smell into the nasal cavity, rolling up the dust stirring up the turbulent airflow.

It was as if the world had turned dark and cold.

"Sylve ......"

behind the Aria want to say but still.

"Aria, evacuate. I, will go, to you." I quickened my advance without looking back, "Now, go."

Clearly aware of the churning and restlessness of the abyssal aura not far away, and the sense of belonging that was engraved in my bones as if by blood, I forced down the inexplicable stirring in my heart.

"Aria, listen to her...... , you guys go now. Don't worry, I'll go with her."

Barry said taking a step forward.

"Barry! Don't come any closer!"

"Sylve ......"

"It's coming, you guys hurry ......"

"Sylvega ! I'm telling you, no matter who you really are, I, Barry, will not leave ......"

"Rumble rumble rumble--"

Barry's words did not finish, a muffled thunderous sound suddenly came from the distance. The ground beneath his feet trembled again, countless black smoke and dust, at the end of the line of sight rose to the sky, like fireworks exploded, divided to high altitude and then abruptly merged into a huge ball of black smoke.

"Swoosh--"

As the gathering of smoke and dust continue to increase, the concentration of smoke ball higher and higher, in the blink of an eye will be condensed like substance, to the bottom of the black waterfall, as if a round of death black sun, instead of the sun obscured by dark clouds, hanging high in the sky.

Barry's eyes stared dead at this apocalyptic and terrifying scene, gulped, and the big words that followed finally failed to speak.

Then a voice came from the air.

"[Abyssal language] I ...... am ...... who ...... I am ...... how is this ...... up ...... I am ...... I ...... obviously ...... I ...... Ah ...... hehehehe ...... I am ...... I am the will of God ...... I am the ...... endless abyss ...... of decimation. "

The voice had a hint of doubt in its tone when it first spoke, as if it was trying to confirm something.

Yet immediately afterwards it was like a feeling of being engulfed by something that quickly turned to emotionless coldness.

It was like abandoning the soul.

Before I had time to ponder the meaning of this, the next moment, the whistling gale hit me head-on.

"Boom-!!! Whoosh whoosh whoosh - "

Countless huge black sharp blades flew out from the smoke ball, sweeping across countless kilometers in a destructive and indiscriminate attack.

"Boom boom boom boom-!!!"

The blades smashed into the ground in all directions with the wind, like a powerful missile, the muffled sound of the explosion was incessant, the earth, rocks, grass and trees flew in the sky in a moment.

"Oh my God ......"

I don't know who issued a desperate sigh. At the same time, a sharp blade flew straight towards me.

My pupils shrink, a large breath of air while the left hand lit up stars blue mane.

"Ya--!"

The small hand swung forward with force.

"Boom - click click click click!!!"

With a burst of crunching sounds, a huge wall of ice rose from the ground and blocked the black blade in front of it the moment it arrived.

The wall of ice stands tall like a small mountain, from a long distance can feel the bone-chilling coldness. The scattered frost remnants turned into a bit of ice foam, so that the villagers' eyebrows and hair are covered with a fine layer of frost.

However, this power, which was beyond their understanding, was just powerless in front of the sharp blades.

"Kaboom...!"

The black sharp blade with an unstoppable attitude, easily penetrated the hard ice, and the momentum did not diminish at all.

My spirit is highly concentrated, all things around me, as if covered with a layer of film slow motion.

In the moment of seeing the ice wall cracked, the body will reflexively immediately to make evasive action.

Following a backward glance.

Aria, Barry, Alan, and a group of villagers. They stared wide eyed grow mouth, simply can not make any reaction, face fear, waiting for the arrival of death.

A gnashing of teeth, stopping in their tracks.

Subtle black smoke, from the feet and palm between the rise, wrapped in the hands of the scythe.

It all happened in a flash.

In Aria's eyes, the soft, weak, and seemingly weak Sylve just looked at herself, and her childish face showed a grim look that she had never seen before, and raised the scythe she used for farm work in her hand, and turned her head to meet the terrifying force.

"Clang buzz buzz - ！！！！"

The wind raged and the sand flew away.

The chirping sound of metal clashing seemed to tear one's eardrums apart.

The whole sky and earth were dyed black, and the huge sharp blades seemed to swallow me up.

At this moment, I felt that I was facing the impact of the truck with a mortal flesh. The unstoppable force caused my small body to slide backwards, scraping the ground beneath my feet with a long deep scar, and I was about to crash into the crowd behind me.

‘’Ahhhh’’

I let out a roar and struggled to rack the scythe in my hand upwards.

"Whoosh--"

The sharp blade almost grazed the tops of everyone's heads and swept off into the distance like a bolt of lightning.

I took a deep breath and looked at the deep notch on the back of the scythe, and my right hand trembled slightly.

"Quick! Go! I can't protect, you guys!!!"

"Grrr."

Behind him, Barry, gulped.

Previously unspoken big words, at this moment has long been lost to nowhere.

"Go! Hurry up and go! Do not give Sylve trouble again ah!!!"

His eyes were covered with scarlet color, not knowing whether it was because of the guilt of dragging his feet, or the fear after the robbery.

"Run!!!"

The villagers finally woke up from their dream, picked up the immobile man and ran back with all their strength.

"Sylve!!!" Aria shouted at me, "We're waiting for you to come back! You are! My sister!!! Be sure to ...... Come home!!!"

The little girl's cry was more determined than ever. I looked back at her and nodded gently.

Well, definitely.

Although the hut that was called home has been turned into ruins.

Watching them finally gradually move away from the battlefield.

"[Abyssal Language] ...... Decimate."

The demon's whisper resounded once again.

"[Abyssal Language] I decapitate your first !!"

The unintimidating roar still sounds a bit childish girl's timbre.

The feet but stormed up the sky icicles.

Stay in the village of this time, I certainly can not really so silly to do a small village girl. For the practice of power, there has not been the slightest slackening. The current for that, putting aside the black smoke, at least I can say that I have been quite proficient and comfortable in the use of frost power.

With the thrust of the icicle, I leapt up nearly twenty meters in the air, a parabola, falling immediately in the landing support another icicle. In this way, the pillar of ice storm thrust, flying and smoke ball to close the distance.

The endless abyss did not release the terrifying flying blades again, but used some method to summon a large number of humanoid monsters with sharp blades on their hands and feet.

Those monsters were pitch black, and despite having a human form, their bodies were twisted in a way that they did not resemble humans at all. They roam around the village, some even can not even walk well, but always at the first sight of life, quickly harvest.

There is constantly a greenish-white light that floats up from the ground and pours into the smoke ball.

So, the abyss is such an existence?

Everywhere they go, everything is annihilated, and not even the soul is left.

My heart was invaded by an emotion called anger, and my pupils turned red.

A dive to the ground, accurately landed in front of a monster, nearly two meters long scythe raised high.

A cold mane flashed.

The monster's head shot up into the sky, and it didn't take a moment to turn into black smoke and dust and scatter.

"Clang--"

Without the slightest pause, the giant scythe in his hand danced again, and Grandma Clare's words rang in his head.

"Small stride firmly rooted, bend over, left hand grab, right hand sweep. The power should be fast and the blade should be steady."

It was as easy as cutting wheat, and with each hand, the knife would take at least one monster each time.

These small things, for me, no resistance.

But the number is just too much.

I do not dare to release the frost world here, that will kill all the villagers who are still alive.

Is there any way ......

"Help, help!!!"

Hearing loud cries for help from not far away, I dropped the head of a monster in my hand, stubbed up the icicle and jumped up to see that it was Ryan.

He was being closely pursued by two monsters, desperately fleeing.

Without much hesitation, I twisted my body in the air and smashed it like a cannonball with a change of direction.