My Heroic Life

"You still want to leave me a few times before you give up!"

She cried and cried, but the young people in the golden wall couldn't bear to turn their heads.

Morgan suddenly understood the feeling of the young man who was watching her diary by her bed and tears down more than 20 years ago. At this moment, she suddenly felt that life is not that important anymore, as long as she can fulfill her wish and die. So why?

Yes, wish.

"Really, a word that doesn't match me."

That was a word that the witch who relied on her for everything she once dismissed. She didn't believe in vain wishing and considered it a representative of cowardice.

But now, the desperate witch wants to believe it once, she tremblingly crossed her hands, and promised everything in this life is also the only wish.

"Please give me the power to break the barrier."

The soul in the body resonated, and the witch removed all defenses, taking herself as a sacrifice, attracting the intervention of unknown forces.

"Mystery or human nature, any kind of power is good..."

She cried, using her life as a bargaining chip, and uttered a wailing prayer.

"Help me!"

The next moment, the originally peaceful world was surging.

Britain, moved.

Chapter 79: The Fragment of the Sky (2/6)

The son of the earth veins, as the name suggests, is the darling of the world who can draw infinite power from the earth veins.

The number of them is scarce and there may be only one person in a century. Their power is out of the human sense and tends to be mysterious. The severe ones will even completely degenerate and incarnate the monsters on the mysterious side. The Humble King Votigeng is one of them.

The most common behavior of these arrogant people protected by the land is to wield the power that does not belong to them wantonly, driving the power of the land to be a beast and horse, without awe.

But few of them know that although they are meager, they are actually conscious of the earth veins.

Now, in order to love her, the witch has put aside her arrogance, and for the first time since she was born, she sincerely prays for help, and the power of the island, who has been driven for a long time, feels that deep desire and actively helps her master for the first time.

Yin Lan, who was in the enchantment, who was drinking to stop Morgan, suddenly raised her head, and he felt that the originally peaceful world began to shake.

"This, this is..."

He looked around in surprise, and countless magical powers were rushing in in all directions.

That is the trembling of the earth pulse and the whisper of the world.

The witch’s prayers spread throughout the island, and after a brief silence, all things bred from the power of the island responded.

Help her.

Above the surface, ten thousand beasts surged, and the monsters in the entire demon realm were panicked. They could feel that the nearby plants and trees were being drawn their magic power, returning to the veins.

Help her.

The long rivers of mountains, the sparkling magic mines and the weird spring water lost their colors, and the magic power that had kept them in the veins for many years was cut off, and then the reverse extraction began.

Help her.

The elemental elves all over Britain roared frantically. They were no longer timid, they crossed the boundary between the outer and the inner in groups, and hurried towards their princess.

Under the wish of the witch, the endless power in the earth veins began to converge. The ether flew like a waterfall, the magic elements filled the air, and the elves sang loudly and turned into the most loyal guardians, killing the monsters that watched the witch’s soul. Exhausted.

"You, you..."

Morgan stood up and stared at the guests who came according to her wish a little sluggishly. After a while, she laughed.

It was a pure smile from the heart, just like the young girl who followed the youth many years ago.

"I'll just talk about it, you guys are really here, really stupid..."

Speaking bad words, but without any evil thoughts, the platinum blonde witch smiled and lifted the sickle. She looked around the elves and magic elements all over the world, and understood what it meant to accept all their power.

Maybe it will die.

Collecting such a huge power in one body means that the body will bear a huge burden, I am afraid I can only swing a blow.

But what about it?

Compared with death, she was more afraid of the person leaving.

Morgan held the sickle with both hands and lay down on his body. The blade of the sickle was lifted behind her. The next moment, the world trembled, and all the power in the earth veins began to gather towards her.

"Stop! Morgan! You can't control this level of power!"

Yin Lan roared, but got a hoarse response from the witch.

"Use the body if the magic power can't control it, and use the soul if the body can't bear it!"

Blood spilled from her mouth, and the witch gritted her teeth and rushed towards the golden wall.

Cang Yin’s scythe has been darkened by the mighty power, and the incomparable power turns into black flames and silently burns on it. This scythe with the power of the British Isles just moved and broke the golden light. Right before the enchantment.

At the same moment, the power crystal in the depths of Yin Lan's soul shook suddenly, and it felt the strong enemy that it went all out for the first time after many years, the crystal clear light was released, and in that brilliance, the shadow of irregular fragments began to emerge.

The barrier that was originally a golden wall began to be reinforced, and the smooth surface showed a metal texture. That was the final form of this absolute defense. It has only appeared once on the countless battlefields that Yin Lan has walked through for decades.

Then in the collision of gold and black, the rotation of light and shadow, the strongest spear and the strongest shield slammed.

"boom!"

The pitch-black sickle slammed on the golden wall, bringing the tremor of heaven and earth. The endless magic power pushed the sickle blade to make the air explode, and the stars lit up in the dark world. There were countless elves. The back glowed with strength.

The great enchantment caused waves of waves under this blow, and the harsh sound of metal friction was like a groan of sorrow. Inside the golden wall, the long-haired young man stared blankly at this powerful blow. Suddenly, the eyes were hot, and sadness came from it.

He managed to adjust his emotions and said hoarsely:

"Morgan, give it up, this is an absolute defense against the mystery, and you can't break it if your power is biased towards the mysterious side."

"...Give up, huh."

The witch's chuckle with a crying sound, she suddenly asked:

"This is the power that once blocked your feelings?"

"..."

"When I was young, it was it that wrapped you in layers and isolated my mind. Now, it's it again, so I can't touch you."