I! Cleaner!

The future of the King-killing Society depends on me?

Seeing the thumbs up from the Great Wizard King, the puzzled Crow turned his head subconsciously and looked at [The Unknown] on his shoulder, wanting to hear his explanation.

However, [The Unknown] seemed to be a little angry at this time. The black crow feathers waved again, and the vitality quickly peeled off from the Great Wizard King like a withered Epiphyllum.

The straight back hunched again, and the smooth skin climbed up the ravine again. The black-haired girl who was just young and beautiful turned back into a decayed silver-haired old woman in the blink of an eye... Only the eyes did not become turbid again, but maintained the clarity and agility unique to young people.

"Beckinsale!"

Staring at the calm eyes, [The Unknown]'s gentle voice, which had always been neither fast nor slow, finally brought a hint of clearly visible anger.

"If the purpose of your words is to irritate me, then you have succeeded!"

"???"

Looking at the crow's red angry eyes on his shoulder, the man in the thrush mask couldn't help but twitch his mouth, feeling as if he had been maliciously offended by his teammates.

People say that the future of the King of Slaughter depends on me, and then you just get angry as if your tail has been stepped on? No... what do you mean? I am also a pillar god, is it shameful for the King of Slaughter to rely on me?

...

"So, what can you do to me?"

After touching her no longer smooth face with regret, the silver-haired old woman who had the upper hand in the quarrel first glanced at the "Princess Catelyn" with a strange expression, and then asked with a smile:

"In order to calm the anger in your heart, do you want to torture me with the hands of this fake? Or are you going to kill me yourself?

Unfortunately, I only have more than a week left. Even if you kill me immediately, it will only make me live a few days less. If you plan to torture me, although I can't extend my life, I still have the ability to end it immediately."

"Don't worry, I don't like that kind of rough means. Besides, you may not be able to end your own life."

Facing the provocation of the Great Witch King, [Nothingness] stared at her eyes with its yellow-brown pupils, and said indifferently:

"Beckinsale, from now on, you are also part of this story, and the role you have to play is exactly yourself, the kind, good, powerful, but old Witch King."

In the unhurried narration of the crow, the last trace of "youth" in the silver-haired old woman's body was completely stripped away, and like Leon and others, she was completely banned from [Bedtime Story].

"Although you were very powerful in the past, you are now old and have long lost the strength you had when you were young. You only have the power to strike once."

Accompanied by the indifferent narration of [Nothingness], the wooden cane in the corner of the courtyard slowly floated over and automatically landed beside the silver-haired old woman's hand. It took the initiative to hold up her palm like a living thing, and released a black airflow, tightly wrapping around the palm of the Great Witch King.

"Although I cannot predict the future, I can tell you where the power of your attack will be used in the future."

The yellow-brown eyes flickered slightly, and the dark crow opened its beak, and said coldly:

"The ambitious Prince Lyon is joining forces with an evil witch, trying to use that witch to replace your daughter, and then seize the power of the Great Witch King from you.

Their evil plan will be implemented very smoothly, and soon they will catch your daughter and replace the real princess with a "fake" princess, but you, who are old and confused, did not realize this and were successfully deceived by them."

"It's just that in all stories, evil is destined to be unable to defeat justice, and the story I told is the same. Although your daughter encountered danger, she will successfully escape from their clutches with her own alertness and dexterity.

And then, with the help of a handsome and smart young man, she will become Successfully destroy the evil plan of the prince and the witch, and expose their conspiracy in front of everyone, and send the evil prince and his accomplices to the gallows.

As for you, you will appear in time at the last moment, and when the evil witch who wants to pretend to be your daughter is about to fly away on her broom, you will directly attack with anger, and use your last blow to knock the evil woman down from the sky. "

"? ! ! ! "

When [Wu You Zhi Shu] said this, the eyes of the Great Witch King suddenly widened, as if he understood something, and [Wu You Zhi Shu] smiled at her who was shocked and angry, and said with malice in his eyes:

"Although you are kind and are not ready to kill, the evil witch is really unlucky. When she fell from the broom, she accidentally... um..."

After looking at the buildings around the inner court, [Wu You Zhi Shu] raised his dark wings and pointed at the dark spire tower in the distance with the tip of the wing.

"Just fall there."

After casually specifying a final ending for the "evil witch", [Wu You Zhi Shu] looked at the Great Witch King with clenched teeth in front of him, and sneered with satisfaction:

"Next, the unlucky witch will wail painfully at the top of the tower for a day and a night. When her blood, the same color as yours, flows from the top of the tower to the bottom, she will die with hatred for you and unwilling eyes.

As for you, your daughter, and the young man who helped your daughter, they will hug each other happily under the tower where the corpse of the evil witch is hanging... How about it, are you satisfied with the ending of this story? "

"I am not satisfied!"

The silver-haired old woman gritted her teeth and said:

"You will not succeed! I have seen the future! The things you said..."

"The things I said, in this story told by me, are destined to become the reality that will happen in the future!"

After interrupting the rebuttal of the Great Witch King, [Wu You Zhi Shu] raised his head slightly, his eyebrows and eyes were indifferent:

"As for the future you see, it is just one of countless possibilities. The future you see will not necessarily become the real future. Although the time you control is the noblest power, it is only power no matter how noble it is, and the pillar god controls the "truth".

As the pinnacle of all cognition, truth is a reality that will be achieved as long as the conditions are complete and can never be changed. When I tell this story, it will be 100% achieved, and no one can violate it! "