Volume 1 Chapter 85: The Transformation of Hussein ^? Day (1222)

  Hussein felt the strength in his body ebbing away with the flow of blood, and bit by bit he was losing it. He could no longer distinguish how many wounds were on his body, the most serious being a slash wound on his left leg, and the blood had already dripped onto the floor through his pants.

  A sword blow to his forehead almost shaved off half of his head - if he hadn't dodged quickly.

  There was only a deep wound on the left eyebrow, with blood gushing out and covering his eyes, making everything around Hussein seem to turn crimson.

  His body had almost lost its balance, and he could only barely support himself from falling by using his sword to prop himself up on the ground.

  "Hussein, how long will you continue to resist?" The stern voice of the Cavalry Knight Commander echoed in his ears, and Hussein struggled to open his eyes. But all he saw was another sword aura approaching, and with arms that were almost numb, he raised his long sword to barely block it once, only to hear a crisp shattering sound, accompanied by dazzling fighting spirit, the already damaged long sword finally unable to withstand the opponent's power, the sword blade shattered inch by inch, Hussein was also swept away by this powerful blow and heavily crashed onto the arena floor...

  "Surrender, Hussein." The Knight Commander walked up to Hussein, looking down at the traitor who was on his last breath. His voice was as stern as it had been when he taught the sacred codes of the Knights: "Hussein, the will of the gods is not to be defied. It's still not too late to turn back!"

  Hussein, who was lying on the ground, suddenly laughed.

  His face was buried in the chaotic fine gravel on the ground, and he let out a muffled laugh.

  The knight lifted his head, gently blowing away the disheveled hair stuck to his forehead with fresh blood. A hint of a gleam flashed in his eyes: "Sir Kayril... I really want to give up. I'm tired of these days where I raise my sword against my comrades... I'm tired! Tired!! Although I know you're just an illusion in my heart... but I'm really exhausted, I want to be free, really want to be free. Maybe my shoulders can't bear such a heavy burden after all."

  As he spoke, the knight struggled to his feet, no longer holding his longsword, but instead using both palms to support himself on the ground, barely managing to keep his upper body upright. His gasping for breath was like a broken bellows, coarse and disordered. Then the knight raised his neck, pointing at his throat, with a calm smile on his face: "It's here, right here... stab me here. I remember my teacher telling me that when a sword is thrust into this spot, it can be fatal in one blow, and then... I won't have to carry anything else anymore." The knight's smile was very strange, with eyes flashing more and more, filled with deep gaze, staring at Cavalry Knight Long in front of him. When the last hint of a giving-up look flashed across his eyes, Cavalry Knight Long's sword had already been raised.

  But at this very moment, a glimmer of struggle flashed across the proud knight's eyes once again... This was a glimmer of instinctive, inner struggle, and no one knew where the driving force behind this struggle came from - perhaps not even Hussein himself.

  "May... may I ask one last question?" Hussein gasped, his eyes sincere and inquiring, his tone soft and earnest: "Kaili-sama, you have taught me many things. So, before I die, please answer my final question, can't you?"

  In the fantasy realm, Cavalry Knight Kaili slowed down the falling sword in his hand: "Hussein, ask your question."

  "Tell me... what is God, exactly?"

  In the face of a dying moment, it seems that he cannot give up his inner faith. The knight raised the greatest doubt in his life so far... or perhaps this knight had no question at all, because the answer was already in his heart, and what he raised now was just an unwilling, unyielding cry!

  What is God?

  Hmph! What is God anyway!!!!!

  What exactly is God!!!!!!!

  "God is everything." Kael's face was filled with a devout expression: "Everything! All things, life, the sky, the earth, the sun and moon, stars, all living creatures, this world... The will of every single thing in the world is determined by God! Each one of us, each smallest part that makes up the world, exists according to the will of the divine spirit! Therefore... God is everything!"

  The pious and sacred knight thus spoke.

  "Haha…… everything…… haha……" Hussein's eyes revealed a hint of disappointment, but more so, disdain! He hung his head and laughed, the laughter growing from soft to loud, becoming wild and unrestrained, with a hint of unruliness, arrogance, rebellion, and recklessness.

  "Haha...... Haha...... Hahahaha!! Everything! Everything!! You said everything?" Hussein suddenly raised his head, his face filled with defiance and anger, then, finally, he shouted out his inner voice:

  "How dare you!!!"

  As if a magical vitality had been injected into the knight's heart, shattering the shackles of despair and abandonment that had bound him! His eyes once again sparkled with spirit, and his indomitable will to fight was rekindled in his gaze!

  "What right do you have?!" He let out a groan, his face contorted in pain, but he struggled to stand up, no longer allowing Kaili to look down on him... Instead, with pride and dignity, he looked at the other party on an equal level: "What right does God have to be high above?! What right does it have to make all things in the world survive according to its will?! What right does it have to represent the will of all things?! Is it the sun?! But even the sun has a moment when it sets! Is it a star?! But even stars have times when they fall! Is it time?! But even time will pass!! Why is it that only it can remain unchanged for ten thousand years?! Why does it get to remain unchanged for ten thousand years?!"

  Hussein's wounds all over his body, which had been blurred with blood and flesh, suddenly healed at this moment! The countless small granulations on the wound surface twisted and squirmed frantically, and every second that passed, the wound was desperately healing together. In his eyes, a golden light burst out from the depths of his pupils. Then...

  Bang!

  Around Hussein's frail body, a circle of dazzling golden light suddenly burst out!

  Not that pale golden color! But gold! Like gold, like sunlight, shining and brilliant!

  The raging flames engulfed Hussein, who slowly closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and revealed a calm expression on his face. The raging pure golden flames burned around him, as if cleansing his soul, washing away every tendon and muscle in his body...

  This feeling is very... comfortable.

  Just like a fetus back in the womb, immersed in the warm amniotic fluid, feeling cozy all over, a thread of energy rapidly nourishing the withered soul that had almost dried up, making the dying life strong again!

  Kai Li Knight's long sword in his hand, as soon as the blade touched that golden aura, the blade suddenly melted away!

  Kai Li looked at Hussein and then shouted loudly: "Stubbornly ignorant, traitor, die!"

  In a flash, the long sword fell like a shooting star, carrying a sharp light to slash towards Hussein's head!

  But...

  Hussein gently opened his eyes, as if he had simply reached out and grasped...

  Hmph!

  A powerful large hand grasped the sword blade in one swift motion! Kaito's sword was held firmly in this hand, and no matter how hard the strong 9th rank knight struggled, he couldn't budge it even a little.

  The palm grasped the sword blade, and the sharp blade cut through the muscle of the palm, with fresh blood dripping down to the ground, every drop seemingly turning into gold! In this golden aura, the wound on the palm that was cut by the blade quickly healed, and then, the blade held in the palm began to burn... melt!!

  At this moment, rebellious Hussein finally transformed!

  His eyes, now open, had pupils that had completely turned golden, his face was indifferent, with a hint of coldness, as he gazed at Kaili in front of him. Then, lightly, as if it were an understatement, yet somehow like a declaration, he said:

  "Even if you say that God represents the will of all things in the world... but I'm an exception! My will is free and won't be enslaved by anything! Even if it's a so-called god worshipped by the whole world!"

  Another hand gently lifted up, and then gently fell down, like a fallen leaf in the cold wind. With a hiss, the head of the Cavalier Knight soared into the sky, a gush of hot blood splashing out, and his head had already landed at his feet!

  Hussein slowly lowered his hand and gazed quietly at his palm, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes: "Is... this the power of the Holy Knight realm?"

  "Look, my friend can handle it himself." Du Wei smiled confidently as he sat down on the ground. In front of him was a stone wall, and on the wall, it seemed like a rippling water surface, inside which appeared a scene: Hussein's entire body was golden with surging aura, and with a wave of his hand, he chopped off the head of the powerful Kaili Knight with a single palm, then stared blankly at his own palm.

  "Thanks to you, this thing is just like watching a movie......Oh, although you don't know what a movie is." Du Wei smiled.

  In the air, Medusa's low and hoarse voice was filled with puzzlement: "Didn't he just give up? Why did he suddenly...?"

  "This is faith." Du Wei's tone was solemn, and he replied: "Remember, this is human 'faith'. This power may exist in the heart of every person. When you can't see it, it's very weak. But when it bursts out... You've also seen it. Faith... is also a part of human nature."