The Collection of The End

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There is only a gray world.

The fine ash covering the entire area is constantly rolling back toward the sky, outlining similar but different "spheres", but at the same time, new "spheres" that are burning themselves are constantly falling from the sky and falling into the " "Brazier" and after burning it, throw ashes around.

Between the two moving up and down, releasing and retracting, it seems that a certain delicate balance has been reached, so that the ash on this land no longer increases or decreases, but remains at a level... that makes it difficult to walk.

However, for the girl in black robe with one eye closed, this is not a problem. After all, the person responsible for walking is her mount, "Torrett" who looks like a cow and a horse.

During this period of time, in order to examine the impact of the constantly "resurrected" universe on this ash-filled land, she rode Toret out of the snowy plateau, passed through the charred abandoned holy city, and waded through the dried-up scholars. Lake, returning to the land of the dead where ordinary dead people still have long queues.

Everything they saw along the way was the same as when they were first born, but the knee-deep "grey snow" accumulated at this time still made them look different from before.

These areas naturally had names that were grander, more natural, and more catchy than these simple nicknames, but since they have become part of the eternal Ash-End Kingdom, they naturally no longer have any meaning.

Finally, the black-robed girl arrived at the very center of the Land of the Dead, the end point where all the dead queued up, the old and dilapidated "City of the Dead" with a dark and dark color as a whole. She stood on the top of the city and looked down through the crenellations of the city wall. Looking at the long queue below.

Among the team, those "people" who could still pass through the city gate and reach the inner city even though their memories were constantly being stripped away and disappeared, all became emaciated, unable to distinguish between men and women, and their movements were stiff, and they could no longer reproduce the reality of their lives. , there is almost no possibility of being "pardoned" by the black-robed girl and returning to the world.

almost.

Under the inexplicably expectant gaze of the girl in black robe, a deceased person left the team driven by some obsession and staggered towards the inner city. The other dead people were indifferent to this, but they were the "Black Knights" who maintained order. "They turned their heads slightly and looked over as if they saw something strange - and then quickly turned their heads back after seeing the girl in black robe.

The deceased walked through the dilapidated city gate corridor and came to a huge space that was a mixture of cemetery, flower garden and square. It was also covered with marks of sharp weapons and flames.

The next moment, the city gate through which it entered this space was shrouded in an unknown gray mist. At the same time, ashes began to gather and form in the middle of the square.

Faced with this strange situation, the dead man seemed to have briefly regained his rationality and fighting instincts to a certain extent. He set up his posture with his feet forward and back, stretched out his hand to press on the empty waist, and pulled out from the void. He pulled out a strange, slender and curved long sword, and pointed at the still-forming mass of ash in the distance.

"I guess he can last two minutes, what do you think?" The girl in black robe standing on the city wall patted the cow's head next to her.

"Moo--" Torrett responded with disdain in his voice.

"Instant kill? Hmm..." The girl in black robe was noncommittal and turned to look at the situation on the field.

At this time, the surging ashes formed a huge humanoid monster. It looked like a giant man holding a giant axe, with gnarled muscles, and wearing a worn-out crown. However, there were many things "embedded" behind it that clearly did not belong to it. , the arm that was constantly scratching, and the giant man's left arm was only half in length. Starting from the elbow, it was stuck into a ferocious dragon's head. It looked like...a hand puppet?

Pfft——

Almost at the same time as the giant man took shape, the challenger moved first. It stabbed itself through with the slender strange sword without hesitation. Since it had no blood to flow, the consequences of this action were that it was pale and gray. Splashing everywhere.

This weird behavior stunned even the mindless giant, but it naturally did not think more, but instinctively dragged the giant ax and rushed towards the challenger with long strides.

In these few seconds, the challenger did two more things: He raised the slender arc sword high, so that a layer of pale flames was attached to the blade, and then he put it back to his waist, centering his body weight Overall sinking.

Ga——!

The giant man let out a dull roar, jumped up high, and struck the challenger with his giant axe.

Chi hum——

At the moment when the giant man was about to attack it, the challenger unsheathed his long sword and slashed an arc glowing with cold light in the direction of the giant axe.

The giant man froze on the spot, and his originally aggressive attack suddenly stopped. After a brief pause, along the direction of the challenger's sword swing, a huge gash was opened in his arms, waist, abdomen, and shoulders very smoothly. The giant ax , the ferocious dragon head, and a large number of arms behind it were also split in half. Finally, the whole person turned back into the pale gray that made it up and disappeared.

"Let's go down."

"Moo?"

"I think that's not what you mean by 'instant kill', but it doesn't prevent you from guessing correctly." The black-robed girl patted the bull's head and directed it to jump off the city wall and walk towards the challenger: "So, I can give him a chance."

"..." The challenger remained motionless as he waved the sword. He only raised his eyes slightly when the black-robed girl came to him.

"You defeated the 'City Lord'," she said. "Now you can grant a wish."

"Moo." Thoret yelled.

"Of course, I have the right to explain whether the wish is reasonable and whether it can be realized. You may get nothing or even be punished in turn." She added.

"——!]" The challenger let out an indistinguishable hoarse roar.

"Challenge more powerful men?" The girl in black robe tilted her head: "Maybe you want to go to the 'Red Battlefield'. The men of that 'pot' are all fighting madmen who have never forgotten to fight even if they lose their memory. In the 'General' Before appearing, he would challenge any warrior he saw without any reason."

"——]" The challenger lowered his voice, seeming to agree.

"Then, the contract is established." The girl in black robe pulled out the dagger from her waist and stabbed the challenger on the shoulder.

The next moment, the originally dry and thin challenger's body became strong and energetic again. At the same time, a set of strange ghost-faced armor also appeared on his body, but the overall appearance was still only gray.

He looked at the strange-shaped long sword in his hand for a while, slowly sheathed it, then bowed to the black-robed girl, and then disappeared in front of her.

"Puff." Torrett snorted.

"Well, of course I know that he can 'invade' now, but..." The girl in black robe looked at the "gray snowflakes" flying in the sky: "Where are the 'Faded Ones' for him to invade now?"