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"I died...at the hands of the Demon King."

"I...how could that happen?"

"After all, I did not escape my fate."

Kelsey's urgent voice came: "Amiya?! You can't...!"

Amiya took two steps back and said, "Yes, I'm sorry! Doctor Kelsey..."

The Patriot interrupted Amiya and said, "I heard that in the past, the monarch of Sakaz gave visions and comfort as rewards."

"Their heroes can see majestic walls or lost loved ones."

"Countless warriors are fighting endlessly for this illusion."

"But!" the patriot roared.

"But how can my ending exist in fantasy!"

"How can my ending be given by someone else!"

"But!" Amiya's eyes were filled with tears, and she shouted: "I don't want...I don't want this to be your ending. No one should lose everything like this!"

"Shut up." Patriot retorted calmly.

"This is fate, I've tasted it too much."

"I will never bow to fate, even if fate brings me the same ending every time."

"Even so, I will fight with it every day until the sun rises again on a new day."

Kelsey looked up at the gloomy sky and suddenly remembered.

"Where have I seen these?" she murmured.

"Sarkaz's prophecy comes from the comprehensive integration of population memories, the explosion of Source Stone energy in areas where Source Stone is abundant... The core city happened to encounter a natural disaster."

"Altar... Amiya... Wendigo... Demon King?!"

"Impossible...impossible! Did the last bloodline of the ancient Wendigo directly penetrate the entire Sakaz ethnic group?"

The Source Stone altars scattered on various streets that had been destroyed by Beichen began to glow red again. Has Beichen's ability failed? He did not destroy the altar.

No, no, it was the Origin Stone that grew out of the altar again, but there was no blood-colored mist pouring out of it. Instead, there was a low hum that was obscure but echoed in the brain.

"Everyone!" Kelsey shouted.

"No matter what he said...no matter what Bodrokas said for him."

"Don't believe a word of it!"

Bozhuoka, no, it was Wendigo who suddenly spoke, and his hoarse voice seemed to spread throughout the core city.

"I saw that all the cities were devastated."

"I saw the source stones covering the earth."

"I see you, with the black crown on your head, turning thousands of lives into memories."

"I see the devil enslaving all species."

There was silence, only his voice echoed.

"...What...what?" Patriot spoke again.

"It's impossible...this..."

"The prophecy is unbelievable! It's just the physiological residue of the Origin Stone's skills!"

The patriot shook his head and said: "Lord, you and I both know that...all the predictions have come true."

"I am also dying at the hands of the Demon King."

"No! Bozokasti! Didn't you spend your life resisting fate!"

Patriot ignored Kelsey. He only had eyes for Amiya...the devil in front of him.

"Young Demon King...you...you will bring disaster to this land."

"If you don't die, this land will die."

"You can hate me, but I have to do this."

He stretched out his hand towards Amiya.

"Amiya!"

"careful!"

Rosemary and Kelsey were powerless at this time. The heavy sword and the energy beam flashing with an unknown light quickly penetrated the Patriot's body, but failed to shake him at all.

They could only wait quietly for the results, let alone the doctor on the side.

Amiya did not dodge, the shadow of death struck her face blackened by gunpowder smoke. She did not move or scream, she just looked directly into the eyes of the patriot.

It was like wanting to look into his soul.

"I'm so sorry, I was almost late. How come it's already at this stage?"

Beichen was driving out of the Central District. He had roughly touched the terrain inside, but as soon as he came out, he saw the Patriot trying to touch Amiya's head.

This is untouchable!

must! Hurry up!

"I've got your hand!"

Beichen's speed was too fast and he couldn't brake in time. He carried Amiya and rolled together into the ruins of the building beside the road.

"Ahem, amiya, are you okay?"

Amiya poked her head out of Beichen's arms and said, "It's okay. Thank you, Beichen. It's just that the hand you held just now was a little dislocated."

"Hey, it's okay." Beichen stood up and touched his chest.

To be honest, it still hurts a little when the ribs are broken, but now is not the time to worry about it. Anyway, it will heal completely later.

Beichen looked at Patriot. His outstretched hands began to slowly lower, but his head was kept high.

At the last moment of his life, he sighed and closed his eyes.

"destiny--"

"The fate I want is not like this. I activate trap cards and gift cards to restore the opponent's 3000 basic points."

The glowing red card opened from Bei Chen's palm, shattered, and turned into a stream of light, entering the Patriot's body.

That's right, Beichen couldn't hold it back. Who could resist leaving four card drawing opportunities in vain? Beichen couldn't hold it back. He got into his soul and successfully drew out useless cards like gift cards. Beichen thought of drawing out the remaining three cards together.

That's right, this card has only one effect, restoring the opponent's 3000 basic points, but it can't be used by yourself. This kind of card is generally only used to complete the deck, such as fancy FTK, but fortunately, it's patriotic. The patient still has a breath, otherwise he will not be saved.

A warm current surged through Patriot's body, and he opened his eyes again, feeling the changes in his body.

"The wounds have disappeared, and even some of the hidden wounds caused by years of war have disappeared. What did you do...wait, can I speak normally?"

Patriot looked at Beichen and asked Beichen what happened to him. He quickly discovered something was wrong with his physical condition.

"I really don't know. At first I thought this thing could only be used as a first aid kit."

The two sides fell into silence, and the patriot spoke first.

"I have no intention of inquiring into your secrets, but what exactly did you do? If I were to describe how I feel about my body now, it would be that this body feels like it has returned to many years ago, when my mineral disease had just entered the middle stage. .”

"I have never remembered such a magical ability in this land. Even the ancient secrets of Sarkaz cannot do this."

Beichen was silent. He hadn't thought about how to answer yet. He was indeed impatient just now. Seeing the dying figure of the Patriot, he subconsciously used the set card in full view of everyone.

The Patriot looked at the silent Beichen and did not continue to delve deeper. He turned around and returned to his team.

"Give me the order!"

"Yes!"

"All the passes guarded by the guerrillas are open! Let's move forward with Rhode Island!"

"As ordered!"

The Patriot touched his chest, and the sound of his heart beating came from inside. Ever since the ore disease worsened and Originium crystals grew all over his body, it had been a long time since he had felt this feeling of strong vitality.

"I have never seen Sarkaz's prophecy come true, until just now."

His voice was loud and clear, as if he was a high-spirited warrior who had just entered the battlefield.

"At first, I thought my daughter just believed in you blindly, and I even suspected that you had deceived her with unrealistic ideals."

"But now, I have begun to believe in you, Rhode Island. You have the ability to change your destiny."