Death: This Death is not serious

"Then there's nothing we can do."

Aozaki Mayu sighed helplessly, but he didn't feel too disappointed.

In fact, on the way here, he had learned some information about this Vastod Hollow from his grandson.

As a loyal follower of Bylergan, it was almost a pipe dream for him to change his ways.

"One bone!!"

Accompanied by a low shout, a powerful force suddenly erupted.

Oswell's body was like being hit by a high-speed rocket, flying backwards at an astonishing speed, and waves of white air were raised wherever he passed, like a cannonball.

At this moment, Abiram and Fendor appeared behind Oswell like lightning, quickly supporting his body and turning into two solid human barriers.

The bodies of the three people streaked across the sky like meteors, flew dozens of meters away, and slammed heavily into the desert, splashing sand and dust all over the sky.

Looking at this scene, Cang Qi Zhenyue's mouth corners slightly raised, and he shook his head gently.

His spiritual pressure was originally higher than Oswell's. After performing the initial release, although he still remained at the level of second-class spiritual power, his strength had already formed an absolute crushing of the latter.

"I recognize your loyalty. In this case, be loyal to your monarch!"

His eyes were as cold as ice.

The knight who stood up again in front of him was full of loyalty and faith in his monarch, and would never easily succumb to himself.

At this moment, a burst of surprised shouts came from the mouths of the Xuye Palace.

They widened their eyes and looked at everything happening in front of them with incredible faces.

I saw that the right side of Oswell's abdomen suddenly exploded, blood and flesh splattered, and turned into countless tiny fragments...

As if torn apart by an invisible force, they fluttered in the wind.

And after this bloody scene, a white and sharp long sword quietly emerged.

The blade quietly stayed in the air, the tip of the blade flashing a chilling cold light, and it went straight towards Oswell, emitting a terrifying white spiritual pressure.

Facing this fatal threat, Oswell closed his eyes tightly, without any fear, as if in a solemn curtain call ceremony, calmly welcoming the arrival of death.

The faces of the great hollows of the Night Palace turned pale in an instant, looking at this scene in horror, and a trace of sadness surged in their hearts.

"Let me help you complete... this deserved exit!"

The voice of the person who spoke was cold and resolute, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Aozaki Mayuki held a long sword in his hand, dancing softly and gracefully, as if dancing a gorgeous dance, but this sword contained endless murderous intent and power.

The sword light flashed by,

Oswell's armor exploded, and a blood line instantly appeared on his neck.

Scarlet blood gushed out, splashing in the air to form a blood mist.

Then, Aozaki Shingetsu's palm stretched out as fast as lightning, easily pierced through Oswell's chest, and then quickly pulled it out.

A relieved smile appeared on the knight's face.

After his body shook slightly for a few times, he fell down without any suspense.

Aozaki Shingetsu slowly turned his head and swept his eyes coldly towards the Hollows on the side of the Kyonoku Palace.

His voice was calm and low, and he asked with a smile: "Do you want to collect his body?"

Hearing this, the members of the Xuye Palace changed their faces and shouted in horror:

"How could it be? We will never do such a stupid thing!"

"My Lord, I am willing to submit to you! Please let me follow you!"

"My Lord, please spare my life! That idiot Oswell deserves to die, and he asked for it."

"Please let me go!"

For a while, all kinds of begging and flattering voices came one after another, echoing throughout the desert.

In this endless sea of ​​sand, the members of the Xuye Palace looked as pale as paper, looking at Oswell who was gradually falling to the ground not far away.

They stared at Oswell's broken lance and broken armor, and an indescribable fear and coldness surged in their hearts.

Unlike the loyal and fearless Oswell, most of the Hollows in the Hollow Night Palace had to submit to Bylergan's rule just to survive.

Now that even the powerful Oswell could not escape death, these cowardly Hollows were even more frightened and panicked, and completely lost the courage to resist.

For them, loyalty is just a means of survival, a condition for Bylergan to spare their lives.

Once their lives are threatened, loyalty will be directly abandoned, and they will betray the so-called monarch without hesitation.

As long as they can survive, all this is meaningless!

"You extremely hateful and damned bastards, how dare you do such a treasonous thing!Moral matter! ! Betray our great and noble Majesty Bylergan! ! "

At this moment, Abiram suddenly let out a sharp, piercing and angry cry

The trembling voice fully exposed the rage and resentment burning deep in his heart.

"Humph! Majesty Bylergan will never let you traitors go easily!"

"You will definitely suffer the same cruel and ruthless punishment as Harribel, and be hunted down endlessly! Until you are reduced to ashes! ! "

Abi Rama continued to roar with his eyes wide open, as if he wanted to vent all the anger in his heart.

After hearing these words, many Hollows present were stunned.

Just a short while ago, facing the terrifying and powerful pressure from Aozaki Mazuki, Oswell unfortunately died on the spot.

In addition, their own lives were in extreme danger, and the whole scene was once in a state of chaos.

Therefore, they had no extra thoughts to think about how the ruler of Hueco Mundo, who was far away and high above, would react.

However, now, when they saw Abi Rama flying in the air angrily and cursing at them, everyone focused their attention on him.

Each of them had a subtle and fierce killing intent flashing in their eyes...

They He had great respect for the powerful knight who had passed away, but he showed no fear when facing the griffin in a state of madness.

"This idiot..."

Fendor cursed inwardly.

His huge crab claws were across his chest, as if he was ready to deal with sudden attacks from the Hollows at any time.

Everyone knew clearly that

Fendor and Abiram were both die-hard followers of Bylergan,

However, the difference was that Fendor was more arrogant and smarter than Abiram.

"No need to bother..."

Aozaki Mayuki's mouth corners slightly raised, outlining a sneer full of violent breath.

At this moment, white spiritual pressure light was jumping around his slightly bent index finger.

"The only valuable thing you have is your dirty soul."