The thugs hiding on both sides of the street no longer knew what they were going to do. The feet they had just raised stayed in place. The beautiful woman standing next to Sirens also screamed in horror and despair, while Annie

He leaned over and wanted to vomit.

The evildoers were eradicated.

But it seems that no one is happy at this moment, and no one knows what kind of future awaits them.

Hevin could blow his breath to keep the gray mist away from them within a few decades, but it would only last for a few decades, and the bigger his movements were, the easier it would be for Hela to notice his existence.

Hevin is not Arthur, so he won't stop at this time.

Their fate has nothing to do with themselves.

The woman stopped screaming, knelt down next to the body, stretched out her trembling hands, slowly picked up Sirens' head, and silently sank in sorrow and pain.

After the thugs looked at each other for a few times, they all quietly backed away.

After the death of the alpha wolf, the pack of wolves turned into cowardly puppies.

Hevin walked towards Anne.

Annie was so frightened that she fell to the ground, twisting and struggling backwards like crazy.

Hewen walked up to her.

The girl trembled and said:

"Do not kill me."

Hewen asked curiously:

"Why would I kill you."

The girl glanced at the headless corpse outside:

"I never thought it would be like this..."

Hewen asked:

"What do you think it's going to be like? Do I want him to throw the glove and then duel him one on one and, after a hard and exciting fight, put the sword through his heart?

"No, that's not the case. Killing is bloody, cruel and direct.

"You will smell blood, you will see cross-sections of organs, you will hear screams and crying, you will be so sick that you want to vomit, and you will be so nervous that you can't hold the knife steady.

"This is killing, of course, you don't need to blame yourself, if you can.

"Because he wanted to kill me. So I killed him. If I were a true knight, I would not act like this.

"This is not a black and white world. Morality is a very simple thing, and right and wrong are easy to understand, but whether to do it and how to do it are much more complicated.

"The place we are in is called reality."

Annie suddenly jumped forward and grabbed Hewen's trousers:

"You helped me get revenge. I am yours. Take me away."

Hevin pulled his leg away from Annie's hand:

"No, I didn't help you get revenge, I just killed someone who wanted to kill me."

Hewen shook his head, then turned around and left.

No one in the whole town came out to stop him.

Until we were far away from the town gate.

He turned his head and looked at the town.

The gray fog blocked everything.

He couldn't even see any signs of human activity from here. Maybe the town had left behind him, maybe there were still laughter and tears there.

But it has nothing to do with him anymore.

The singing sounded in his ears.

Hewen followed the direction of the song.

Constantly changing direction.

The direction of the source of the singing was constantly changing around him, and Hevin was very sure that this was not a neurological illusion or cognitive disorder, but that the sound was indeed changing direction.

Hevin never took a wrong turn for a moment.

The fog began to thin gradually.

The tall tree trunks slowly gush out of the mist.

, huge red pine stands towering on the ground, forming an endless forest at random intervals.

Hevin raised his head.

Although the fog in the forest has become much lighter.

But he couldn't see the tree crown.

Before the tree trunk was completely engulfed, the part remaining in his field of vision had exceeded one hundred meters, and this height seemed very abnormal compared to the tree's diameter of less than two meters.

Trees also flooded Heven.

He walked through the red pines.

No one can catch his figure.

But a monster heard it.

Green monster.

It is born, grows, kills, and eats in the forest.

This is his home.

It grows among all things and dies among all things.

The Green Knight appears.

Hevin stepped on the pine leaves.

Thick liquid and soft solid are intertwined and spreading.

Soil, tree roots, vine manzhong.

everywhere.

Plants are growing, liquids are flowing, breezes are swirling, and insects are crawling.

Green Knight squirms.

Above his head, the leaves were trembling in the wind, and beneath his feet, the earth's crust was rolling.

The soul is trembling, consciousness is boiling, and life is rioting.

The Green Knight arrives.

The dark green viscous transparent liquid gushes out from the cracks in the bark, the gaps in the soil, the bodies of insects, and everything else, and then gathers in front of Hevin, on the ground, in the wind, and under the trees.

Gather into the green knight.

Long green hair was exposed from the bottom of the helmet, fluttering with the breeze in the forest.

Dark green armor completely covered the knight.

Except for the long green hair.

Hewen looked reminiscing.

"You usually don't have long hair."

The Green Knight said nothing.

Hewen said:

"I never thought that when I see you again, it will be in this way."

Although Hewen couldn't see the Green Knight's expression, he could feel that the other party was very confused from his small movements.

Hewen drew out the long sword at his waist.

The Green Knight also drew his weapon with strange marks on its blade.

The two looked at each other in silence.

Hewen said:

"Everyone has fears.

"But I am actually afraid of very few people. More often than not, others are afraid of me. Some people will have nightmares just by hearing my name. Although this is a cliché, what I want to express is that I am

Said.

"They would literally wake up in the middle of the night terrified and screaming.

"Perhaps that's why I feel scared when I see you.
To be continued...