Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 607 Holy Light Sacrifice
"As long as there is dragon blood, the light will burn in it. This is the meme. It will wake up with the birth of the dragon, but the destruction of the dragon will only make it dormant. Only the hatred remains, and the flame of vengeance It will never go out. This meme has exceeded the processing capacity of our Advanced Magic Research Society, sorry, Mr. Scholar."

"I can understand that you are just the spokespersons of the rules, not the leaders of the rules."

Boldly looked away from the last trace of burnt dragon blood, put his palms next to his ears, and kept nodding his head to the air.

"Mr. Scholar, if you want to undo the meme, why don't you try the only key, after all, you have to tie the bell to untie the bell," said the bold right hand resting on the left elbow, pointing towards Lyle next to Wuming , "Only the uncrowned king can achieve such a meme by brute force, isn't Mr. Plague Doctor a pure person, why not let him try to persuade that one?"

"..."

"You can't avoid it. If the dragon wants to be resurrected, it must face the paladin. I don't understand. You have already mastered the only solution, why don't you use it?"

"The only solution may be wrong, we can't bet on Lyle..."

"But you have already stepped into the abyss with one foot. Is the obsession of the lich so easy to appease?"

"Bold...is this how you usually talk to professors?"

"I'll be a little more active."

"...Thank you for your support, Mister Bold."

"It is my honor to serve you, Mr. Scholar.",

……

That was the curse that Mr. Raymond cast on the dragon, and Lyle had already expected it in his heart.Lyle already knew the solution in his heart, but he couldn't help but feel weak at the thought of standing on the opposite side of Mr. Raymond.

Maybe Mr. Scholar still has a way...

Maybe Mister Dragon still has a way...

Maybe the dragon priests still have a way...

Such thoughts persisted until the person stepped through the portal.

"Mr. Anonymous, why do you look at me with a hesitant expression?"

The nameless finger tapped his chin and stood beside Lyle.

"I'm thinking about how to tell you bad news without reducing your favorability with me."

"Thank you, Mister Nobody, I think you can skip thinking now."

Nameless shrugged indifferently, his eyes were focused on Lyle's face, and a series of simulated galaxies were unfolding behind him.

"Do you want to play divination cards? I recently learned how to cut cards."

"...Is cutting cards useful for divination?"

"I don't know. Anyway, it is a useless technique to increase the mystery of divination, a simple psychological effect. I hope you can take my next prophecy as an important thing."

"If you can tell me directly, just tell me in the normal way."

"Really?" Wuming pinched his chin and looked suspicious, "If I tell you directly, can you accept death calmly?"

Nameless gritted his words coldly and grabbed Lyle's heart. He swore that from this moment on, he hated the prophet.

"Am I going to die?"

"No, you won't," the nameless arm passed over Lyle's shoulder, pointing behind him, "Everyone behind you, except the bold, will die in this academic study, and this place will be lit by the Holy Light, and things It will develop into the worst situation you can imagine, as long as you ... maintain the current mentality."

The dragon priest, the two giant dragons, his teacher and the elders who accepted and helped him, will all... die?

"No... Impossible... They are all at the boss level... They even have the ability to be immortal... How can anyone in this world be able to..."

The nameless face came closer, and those eyes were like glass mirrors for Lyell to examine himself.

"Raymond Mellock, Angel of Light, King of Paladins, really, can't?"

Taking a breath of cold air, Lyle felt the coldness of his lungs, opened his closed eyes, and began to move his biting lower lip.

"Then if I change, I change my approach, I work hard to resolve this dispute, and I take the initiative to face Mr. Raymond, will the ending change? Tell me, Mr. Unknown."

"There is no need for divination for such a result, and you know in your heart how to make Raymond give up the slaughter."

"...The last wish of the pure. Mr. Raymond, I will definitely follow it."

"...Stupid idea, Lyle. Look at those guys, those old bones and soul residues, they only have the obsession to resurrect the dragon, but you are not, you are still young, you still have The future, a bright future. Abandon humanity, multiple choice questions will become easier. Are they really worth it? Do you pay for them with only a few souls left? Why do you need to solve any difficulties? You are just an ordinary apprentice, a lucky child. These burdens do not belong to you...you are just..."

"In that case, I won't be me anymore." Lyle's eyes stared at Wuming, and the deep shadows were gradually replaced by brilliant agility. Lyle smiled a little shyly, "I am the evil god, the crazy god with twisted will. I know It's stupid to think so, I just want to let my mentor rest in peace. The evil gods are blind and stupid, right? Thank you very much for thinking about me, nameless."

……

"Teacher, I want to ask Mr. Raymond for help."

Lyle's sudden interruption brought the conversation between Mr. Scholar and the black dragon priest to a complete end.

The scholar was tempted to reject him, even lashing out at his own students quickly and without thinking.But he sadly found that he couldn't do it, and he was burdened with the crime of betraying the dragon, and the obsession with resurrecting the dragon bound his soul tightly.He wanted to reach out, but the Lord of Magic was weaker than an overcast apprentice.

"Lyle..." That thought was so tempting, so tempting that the dried-up skeleton would go after that desire desperately.Dragon priests are the dregs of the times, and now, they have once again realized their powerlessness.

"Lyle! Don't go!" A thunderous roar exploded here, and the bone dragon spread its wings and roared. "How could I bear the humiliation of my students! Father Long, I am wrong!"

The dragon kicked the flesh at its feet away from its claws, and was about to grab Lyle back into its palm.

"Sylvert!!!" The Twilight Dragon blocked the dragon's path with his body.

The dragon was restrained on the altar by the black dragon priest and the twilight dragon, roaring manically.

"Let go of me!!! I'm going to beat Raymond!!! Beat him!!!"

However, in fact, due to the great loss of strength in the dragon transformation experiment, only the giant dragon with five locks could not break free from the oppression of the dragon priest.

"Let's go, let's go back to Andre." Lyle said shyly to Mr. Bold and Nameless, and stepped into the portal that was opened earlier.

Nameless and Bold walk down Andry's aisle after parting from Lyle.

"You lied to him."

"I do not have."

"You led him to think that he had to sacrifice himself to save others. I now believe that you were really the son of the cult."

"I do not mind."

"Let me guess, you have already peeked into the future destiny, so you guide Lyall to a certain ideal destiny. This destiny requires him to have the consciousness of death, dedication, this kind of bright will Will get Raymond's favor."

"I am not responsible."

"Mr. Unknown is also a duplicity and a rotten person."

"It's just fun."

"I just said, why do you have to follow here? You were obviously busy with research before. I really look forward to the future development."

"I am not responsible."

(End of this chapter)