"So what's wrong! I don't think you came here to say this, but sealed your lover's Freya!"

Hearing this, Freya's face showed sorrow.

The Black King is right, Freya was the one who sealed the zombies at the beginning.

But that was a last resort. If she didn't seal it, others would seal it, but it would be better for her, the person who loves zombies the most. At least you don't have to worry about others tampering with zombies.

However, later he was killed because of Freya's seal of the zombies.

Because, she is the only one who knows how to untie the seal. So she has to die, and the one who takes action is the Black King.

At the beginning, she was holding the zombie's body in a sad way, and tears couldn't stop falling on her face. This was the last time she saw a zombie. The hurt Freya hugged her hands around the sleeping zombie.

She sat on the wall of the dungeon, tears slid across her beautiful face and dripped onto the zombie's cheeks.

The only support he is.

The sword-holding Black King stood at the door of the dungeon, and he looked at Freya's sad look with a numb expression.

It’s like seeing a beautiful painting, the sadness arises naturally.

Tears slid across the girl's cheeks and fell on the sleeping boy's face. The girl's expression made people heartache and sad. The Black King became an extremely dazzling existence, holding a long sword in his hand and staring at the painful girl in front of him coldly.

Time seems to stop at this moment.

The Black King didn't move, she looked at Freya and said nothing.

Because the description of the truth clearing made him see too much grief, he was already numb. Thousands of people screamed, despair, roared, cursed, and angry in front of them. They saw too much, were completely numb.

insensitive.

The crying sounds wandered in the cold dungeon, and the sad breath filled you. Freya cried in sorrow, holding the zombie's neck tightly, holding him in his arms.

At this time, the Black King's cold voice came out:

"Time is here. Freya."

Freya trembled when she heard the words of the Black King, and she hugged the zombie tightly.

Seeing Freya silent, the Black King walked up to her numbly. Standing in front of Freya, raised his hands and tightly grasped the sword in his hand.

He looked at her coldly, and asked, keeping his sword raising:

"Freya, is there anything else I want to say?"

Freya, who knew she could not escape, grabbed the zombie's palm tightly, knelt in front of the Black King, and looked at her with tears in her eyes.

At this last moment, she recalled everything she had with the zombie and showed a melancholy smile unconsciously.

She opened her mouth and said sadly:

"I'm dead, please make me a weapon. This is my promise to him, and I want to leave the only memory for him. Stay by his side forever."

Freya's words were filled with melancholy, with regret, with sorrow.

"I see."

Puchi!

The long sword in the Black King's hand instantly penetrated Freya's heart, and her blood instantly dyed the dungeon red.

Before his death, Freya held the zombie's palm tightly, the palm of the zombie.

Dior, I feel extremely warm when I hold your hand.

Freya showed her most beautiful smile, her brightest smile. She watched the zombies fall into the darkness and enter death.

Memories end.

Freya now looked at the black king opposite him with a sad smile on her face. She said slowly:

"Black King, he's here. He's starting to look for the 'truth', so tell me if the 'truth slate' is here with you?"

When the Black King heard "He is here", his face turned aside. Then the corner of his mouth slightly raised, staring at Freya and said affirmatively:

“I said, I don’t have a ‘slate of truth’.”

The Black King did not deceive Freya, but just played a language game. He did not have the 'truth slate' but had the fragments of the 'truth slate'.

Hearing the Black King say this, a kind of sadness appeared on Freya's face.

"Black King. You have changed. You have become strangers. How righteous, passionate and brave you were back then. You are like a hero. You have a lofty position among human beings, representing the justice, courage and potential of human beings. But now I can only see an insensitive person."

Freya looked at the Black King and expressed her opinion.

The Black King snorted coldly at this and turned around and left.

Before leaving, he looked back at Freya now and said in a counterattack:

"Freya, you have also changed. You have lost yourself and become just for yourself. Although you were sad at the beginning, you still chose the most correct way. But now you have chosen the most beneficial way to yourself."

After saying that, the Black King left without looking back.

Leaving a smile on his face, Freya stood there.

Her smile made everyone present feel creepy, and the new demon stared at her alertly. The cat beside her was shaking.

"You are not the same, the Black King."

After saying that, Freya turned into black mud and disappeared on the ground, and the cat turned around and jumped into the space tunnel and returned.

After Freya left, the Black King sat on the throne in the main hall. He looked at the surrounding murals in a good mood, like murals of hell.

Countless dead bodies and demons.

They lie on the ground with their teeth and claws, as if they want to climb out of the mural.

Lifelike and exciting.

The Black King sat happily on the throne and showed a smile on his face that only he could understand.

He asked slowly:

"What's the situation in the escaped immortal species?"

At this time, Lucifer came out of the darkness and gave back expressionlessly:

"The immortal species has been suppressed by the Holy See, and there will be no problems in the short term."

After getting the answer, the Black King showed a smile on his face and waved his hand to let Lucifer go down.

Lucifer respectfully bowed his head and left.

Looking at Lucifer leaving, a smile appeared on the Black King's face.

"I'm finally going to be liberated, and I've finally drawn you out. Only by letting you kill me can this grudge be terminated."

As he said that, the Black King's face sank, covering his abdomen, staring ahead with a discomfort.

After the Black King lifted the clothes on his abdomen, he saw wounds like black mud surging. This was a curse, a curse from countless creatures.

A few days ago, the Holy See was very disappointed with the current Black Temple, and was extremely disappointed. Because of Samar's death, the Holy See felt that the Black Temple was no longer as good as before, so it was ready to use more extreme means to control it.

That is to curse the Black King, and the cursed Black King will become the Demon King of the World as its final use value.

This time, the Holy See once again planned to direct and act.

However, the Black King naturally would not sit still and wait for death.

He should have died, but he didn't want to die so frustrated. So he had to plan a shocking battle and he wanted to end his sins.

Let the zombies kill themselves.

So he arranged for people to find zombies while completing the mission of the Holy See.

However, the unexpected thing is the ‘Eye of Truth’.

The fragments obtained by accident did not expect to help him at this time. The plan that originally planned to destroy Rhodes City was skipped and it became what it is now.

Everything went in the direction he wanted.

because……

"...You are the only one who is qualified to kill me! Zombies!!"

The Black King's eyes were filled with firmness and faith!
Chapter completed!