"Ha?!"
Ajaw dragged out its tone.
It clearly thought Mu Yang was talking nonsense.
How could it not truly be looking forward to Kinich's death?
As long as Kinich died, it would regain its freedom.
With his power and wisdom added to Kinich's physical condition, plus the luck of not dying even from a fall…
Kuhul Ajaw would basically be reborn, okay?
Mu Yang, of course, did not think so.
If the Ajaw standing in front of him right now was the one that had just been released,
Mu Yang would believe its words and believe it really wanted to kill Kinich.
But based on their current interaction,
Such words were at most stuck in the stage of trash-talking.
The two of them were also a very classic combination. At first they looked at each other with dislike, but they had already moved past that stage.
Mu Yang concluded that if Kinich faced a life-threatening situation, Ajaw would even go all out to help him overcome the crisis.
It was just that Ajaw had not realized it yet. Or perhaps it had already realized it.
But the stubborn-mouthed Ajaw was unwilling to admit it.
At this moment, Ajaw wanted to say something to refute Mu Yang.
But when the words reached its mouth, it didn't know how to speak.
No matter what it said, it would sound like a quibble, somewhat empty and powerless.
Did it really hope for Kinich to die?
Seeing Ajaw fall into thought, Mu Yang revealed a smile.
It seemed he had guessed correctly.
Only at this moment did Ajaw realize it had been tricked.
It shouted loudly, "You bastard, you never planned to help me from the beginning! You're pissing me off!"
It could shout all it wanted, but it didn't dare do anything to Mu Yang.
The current it was definitely no match for Mu Yang.
Thus, Ajaw, whose emotions caused its colors to shift wildly, fled from Mu Yang's sight and disappeared into the air.
Under the night sky, the surroundings had originally been silent.
But now there was one more Ajaw.
It was carefully listing all of Kinich's faults.
For example, he always liked to argue. No matter what it said, Kinich would refute it with a cold face, as if only he was right.
That guy also liked all kinds of dangerous extreme sports. Why hadn't he just fallen to his death while playing like that?
It made this great lord feel restless and irritable now…
"Ah—!"
The more Ajaw thought deeply, the more it realized how much it cared about Kinich's affairs.
With the identity of the great sacred dragon Kuhul Ajaw,
Its wisdom should not be wasted thinking about these trivial matters.
Exactly when had it come to acknowledge that kid?
Ajaw searched through its memories of Kinich…
That reckless little body. The already dead Kinich once again gripped the greatsword tightly with his bloodless hands.
He charged once more into the abyss army. The endless sword light illuminated the entire battlefield…
Ajaw had to admit that from that time onward, it had already acknowledged this kid.
It wanted to see how far Kinich could go.
It wanted to see how much potential this insignificant human could burst forth.
According to Ajaw's memory, that was probably the most tragic [Night Warden War] Kinich had ever experienced.
It was even more tragic than the time he died…
Even after obtaining his Ancient Name, Kinich had never promised anyone
that he would sacrifice himself for others like the heroes in history.
This was a bit of stubborn talk.
After all, although he said so with his mouth, his body honestly shouldered the responsibility given by the [Ancient Name].
He threw himself without hesitation into the battles of The Pilgrimage of the Return of the Sacred Flame and the Night Warden War.
Ajaw still clearly remembered the battlefield rules of that time.
The abyss showed its cunning side for the first time.
Those monsters no longer appeared with grotesque faces. Instead, they transformed into familiar faces of the squad members.
Using the whispers and techniques of acquaintances, they launched sneak attacks on Kinich and the others.
Facing the figures of former comrades, relatives, and loved ones, the warriors all hesitated.
However, the battlefield of the Night Kingdom allowed not a moment of hesitation.
In just an instant of flaw, they were torn into pieces by evil power…
Kinich faced the same problem. What appeared before him was the mother from his memories.
In countless long nights, Kinich had imagined
what he would do if he could see his mother once more.
Perhaps one day when he reunited with her, he must first ask her what the ending of "The Silent Hill of the Dung Beetle" was.
However, just as Kinich was thinking about how to speak,
his dragon hunter instinct triggered.
His reaction was faster than his thoughts.
The abyss monster disguised as his mother was smiling and opening its arms when it was slain by a single sword from Kinich.
This sword also instantly calmed Kinich down.
He was still in the Night Kingdom.
He was in the middle of a war.
What he had to do next was to strike down one "familiar face" after another…
Kinich was not truly cold-blooded. Every time he swung his sword at a familiar face, his heart grew heavier.
He simply understood that only by winning this war could he possibly bring back the sacrificed people. So for every additional fallen comrade, his sword edge became more decisive.
The Night Warden squad had suffered heavy casualties in the previous ambush.
The monster army was endless like a locust plague.
Kinich became the last person still standing. His eyes were blurred by blood, his body covered in wounds, but the monsters continued surging forward.
That day, not only Kinich, even Ajaw had felt despair.
It had already done its best.
The maximum power the contract could overdraw had been transmitted to Kinich without reservation.
But this was undoubtedly a drop in the bucket.
Ajaw told Kinich in a solemn and serious tone that his power could only last until here.
"But in the name of 'Kuhul Ajaw', after taking over your body, the great sacred dragon will avenge you all."
It was at this moment that Ajaw no longer faced Kinich with a condescending attitude.
Once, it had looked down on Kinich.
A tiny insect actually dared to negotiate conditions with it…
But now, seeing Kinich's performance, it finally treated this contractor with an equal gaze.
Even so, it was still far from regarding him with special respect.
Kinich's next actions truly shocked Ajaw…
After listening to Ajaw's words, he laughed loudly in an unprecedented manner.
Accompanied by the laughter, Kinich once again swung the greatsword in his hand, strangling and killing the two or three monsters that had closed in…
Ajaw sighed and shook its head.
This was probably a final flash of strength. What was he still struggling for?
Kinich had ultimately reached the end of his tether. His openings became more and more numerous and larger. Then, a monster's sharp claw pierced through his chest from behind.
His body stiffened. He slowly lowered his head and saw blood gushing nonstop from the wound, but he still staggered forward, wanting to kill one more monster…
The dripping blood curved and connected on the ground behind him, forming a score of the final act.
In the end, his body could no longer hold on and he knelt down, drawing the rest note on his life.
The last warrior of the Night Warden squad, Kinich, died in battle…