Mystic Dominator

At this moment.

The battlefields of the Broken City are interspersed with rebels and government troops.

You have me in both sides, and I have you in me.

The situation is quite chaotic, but they are carrying out the combat missions arranged by their respective leaders. Only the area in the center of the battlefield was tacitly vacated by all the participants.

And here, of course, is the battlefield where Lalaye and Stil will decide the outcome.

As the holders of the original book, the two are undoubtedly the strongest fighting power on the field. A momentary error or omission during the fight can immediately lead to the death of ordinary people or the practitioners.

Therefore, even on the battlefield where life and death could have been decided, people still left a space for Stil and Lalai to move freely, so as to prevent themselves from being hurt by the aftermath of the battle.

As for Stiler and Lalaiye who were fighting against each other...

From the night until the morning, the battle between the two had many twists and turns, and there were moments when each of them almost lost, or was very likely to win.

Just whenever these times.

There are always people on the battlefield who will risk their own safety to help them at a critical moment.

So much so that Stil and Lalaye could not decide the winner as smoothly as a real one-on-one duel. Instead, the two kept casting spells and attacking each other turned into a long tug of war.

At this moment, their state has been quite tragic.

Stil's skin was pale due to severe blood loss, and there were countless large and small wounds on his body.

He has been relying on the ghosts he controls to support his body, and the amount of value that he constantly collects continues to strengthen himself.

Stil will not fall here immediately.

On the other hand, Laleye's side——

The king of agents is not doing much better. At this moment, only the upper part of his body still maintains a human posture, and the lower part of his body has turned into a weird and ugly tentacles of sea beasts.

In terms of injuries, I can also see multiple wounds that are dilapidated and even fatal all over my body.

In normal times, Lalaiye can certainly handle such an injury.

But at this moment, his magic power has also been consumed to the limit state, except for the necessary output to maintain the battle, he simply can't take the hand to repair these injuries that may be fatal at any time.

"Looks like it's coming to an end..."

At this time, Ronald in the air also made a judgment.

He came to the top of the battlefield between the two. Stil and Lalaye just ended the previous fight. The two were separated at both ends of the open space.

Carefully perceive the status of the two people below.

No matter the body, the mind, or the magic within.

Both Stil and Lalaye have squeezed themselves to the limit.

As long as they don't want the two to fall to the ground with exhaustion, the next shot will probably be the last chance to decide the outcome.

It is precisely because of this limit state.

Neither Stiler nor Lalaye noticed Ronald's arrival in the air.

While the two were breathing quickly to adjust their states, they were always vigilant against each other's figures with rather dreadful eyes:

"Stil, you are not my opponent!"

At this moment, Lalaye spoke.

Although the state of both of them was extremely bad, the king of agents still maintained his confidence in the battle:

"I can feel your life is approaching its limit."

"Now give up the fight and run for your life, but I can promise not to chase and kill you."

Of course Steier could not be persuaded by such words.

So she immediately spoke ironically:

"This kind of nonsense, after you are dead, tell it to those who were murdered by you, and see if they are willing to believe it!"

"Lalaiye, today is your day of death."

"No one can change this!"

"Hehe-" Facing Stil's answer, Laley sneered.

In the eyes of the King of Agents of Entrod, his self-confidence is different from Stiler's spiritual support - Lalaiye himself has actual confidence from the material aspect!

After that, there was no movement of Lalaiye's upper body.

It's just that when one of the tentacles on the lower body was plucked at will, a metal vial was rolled out immediately, and it was immediately stabbed into his body when he opened it.

"hiss--"

This kind of medicine injection is the most commonly used magical medicine method of Entrod.

After injecting himself with a potion, Lalaiye's condition was much better than before.

This isn't the first time Laleye has used drugs in battle today.

Although the wounds on his body could not be fully repaired, the lost magic power could not be repaired.

But he does now rely on the power of medicine to make his brain clearer and more rational, and at the same time suppress the effect of physical pain on the brain's thinking.

——I can continuously restore the state through the potion.

——But a resistance army like Stil cannot provide such an advantage.

Using the sober brain brought by the medicine, Laleye quickly confirmed the strengths and weaknesses of himself and the enemy.

Then, without hesitation, he charged towards Stiler again.

"Stil, what can you do with such stupidity? Do you rely on the mourning of ordinary people to increase your strength?"

Hearing Lalaiye's shouting, Stil's expression was extremely angry!

The impact of the enemy in front of her, the girl did not dodge or dodge, just like this, she rushed forward with her thin body!

"Laleye, do you think I am like you, all my powers come from the spells of the original?"

boom--

The blow was terrifying, but the result was evenly matched.

Both of them, whose state was approaching the limit, did not defeat the other through this blow. Instead, they both lost, and each stepped back and opened a distance of more than ten meters.

Stil, who had no potion in it, was even more embarrassed, and was even so weak that he almost fell.

Seeing that the other party showed such flaws, Lalaye didn't care about his own body, he seized the opportunity to leap forward, his body rose into the air, and the whole person smashed towards Stiler like a meteorite falling from the sky!

"Our strength comes from the original text!"

"Look at those weak people who are powerless to decide their own destiny in battle. If you deny this powerful you, you will only be defeated by me like them!"

"I won't allow you to shame their efforts!"

Stil's body was extremely weak at the moment, but Lalaiye, who rushed in front of her, was still threatening.

But even so, the girl still had no plans to back down.

Stilt seized the last moment of the opponent's attack, activated another "Das Kapital" spell, and then said loudly in a loud and firm tone:

"On this land..."

"I can hear them crying silently, I can see their indescribable pain, I can smell the blood that has melted into the earth!"

"Some people have no chance to see the light of the future."

"Everyone who has worked hard to live to the present will continue to move forward until victory on the shoulders of their predecessors' efforts!"

this moment.

Stil's spell worked.

But she did not use magic attacks, because through the previous fight, Stil understands how good Lalaiye is in combat.

So this time, Stil used the ability of "Das Kapital" to manipulate the amount of value, changed the spell on Lalaiye that hit the opponent before him, and then pulled away all the absolute value of the potion in an instant!

The situation reversed in an instant.

After several hours of fighting, Lalaye had already injected the potion into his body several times.

At this moment, he directly lost all the effects brought by many potions, and his body immediately showed a weak and uncoordinated state, and he couldn't even complete the slamming posture, so he fell directly to the ground.

"Ahhh-"

Seeing that Lalaye fell into weakness, Stil did not hesitate to pull out the dagger from his waist, rushed forward and stabbed the enemy's head.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

Of course, Lalaye wouldn't sit still, he immediately exerted his last strength and tightly wrapped Stiler's wrist with his tentacles.

But facing Stil at this moment, Lalaye felt that the other party had a power that exceeded expectations. Even if the tentacles transformed from the original spell were tightly wrapped around the opponent, they could only barely delay Stil's movements, and could not lift the opponent away from him.

"How...how could you have such a powerful force!"

Lalaye asked in disbelief.

He could feel the strength of the two sides at the moment, but Shi Dier, with the strength that came from nowhere, actually stabbed the short blade in his hand steadily!

The sharpness of the dagger shone in front of him, but the tense power could not stop it from approaching him!

Facing Lalaye's unbelievable eyes and inquiries, Stil looked at the rebel companions who were still desperately on the battlefield.

"Laleye, it's not how powerful I am!"

"It's because your power is false!"

"..."

Above the sky, Ronald saw with his own eyes what was happening below.

He looked at the extremely weak state of the warring parties, and Stil pushed the dagger into Lalaye little by little with strength that came from nowhere.

that's it.

The life-and-death battle that belongs to Stil and Lalaye is over.

Although it is not as fierce as the generals fighting on the ancient battlefield, the impact is so obvious.

But as the news of this scene spread around, the battleground that had been stalemate for a long time also began to undergo very significant changes. The government army, who learned that the owner of the original code of his own died, gradually lost confidence in the battle, and continued to retreat to the rear waterfall.

On the side of the resistance army, even if Stil was in a bad state, the result of directly killing the leader of the other side greatly boosted morale. With the downturn of the government army, the rebel army immediately bravely pressed the front line.

"Ronald, the battle is over..."

Above the sky, Phil's tone in Ronald's arms was also very complicated.

Although she didn't have Ronald's exaggerated vision that could see all the details below, with the general change in the flow of people, Phil at this moment could also be aware of what was happening in Waterfall City.

The balance of war is tipping in one direction.

With the sharp decrease in the will to fight and the number of people, this trend will become more and more surging like a wave, and eventually engulf everything on one side.

The finishing touches on the details of the city may take quite some time.

But to talk about the trend of the overall battlefield, I am afraid that within a few hours, the two warring parties below will be able to decide the winner.

"..."

At such a close distance, Ronald certainly wouldn't be able to sense the child's feelings. He looked at Phil who was biting his lip with a complicated expression, and immediately noticed that the little girl was thinking about it.

"Phil, do you want to go down and have a look?"

"..."

"Well, I want to go down."

Hearing Ronald's question, Phil nodded quickly, although his eyes were struggling.

Because in Phil's heart.

This war is the culprit that caused her to lose her parents and family.

Seeing that this disaster came suddenly and was about to disappear in the city below, even though there was fear mixed with anger in her heart, Phil's reason still told her that she needed to see everything that happened here with her own eyes, and put her Keep this image in mind.

"Okay, then let's go down."

Ronald completely followed Phil's wishes, and immediately lowered the distance between the two.

And the first target he landed was Stiler, who was unable to move after the battle, so he was carried to the building for protection by his fellow rebels.

"Someone came down from the sky!"

"Protect Miss Stil!"

"Enemy attack!"

Ronald didn't hide his actions at all, and this action naturally scared the rebels on the ground.

But before he opened his mouth to explain.

Stil, who was dealing with the wound, stopped the movement of his companions first.

"Don't panic!"

"This is my friend from above, Mr. Ronald."

The atmosphere of the rebels calmed down a bit.

Ronald saw that Stil had calmed these nervous warriors, he hugged Phil without saying a word, and landed next to Stil.

At this moment.

A middle-aged doctor was right next to Stiler.

In addition to using the medicament he carried with him to treat the wound, the middle-aged man also showed signs of magic power fluctuations. He was obviously an excellent healer who was good at using various methods.

"Stil, congratulations. Your side won this battle." Ronald congratulated the pale Stil.

The girl lying on the ground smiled and accepted Ronald's blessing.

"Although I have said a lot of scenes before, I still want to thank you Ronald to say that I can have today."

Ronald smiled back, and then pointed to the wound on Stilt's body:

"Do you need my help for your injury?"

Stil looked at the doctor who was still busy beside him, and then replied:

"There's no need for this, my companions shouldn't let me die casually, right?"

"..."

The two had a brief chat.

After confirming that Stil didn't need his help at all, Ronald said goodbye.

"If you don't need help, then I won't bother."

Ronald then made no stop.

With Phil, the two began to walk around Falls City, because the child still had a lot of things he wanted to see with his own eyes.

This kind of action continued until the time was approaching noon~www.readwn.com~ Just when he began to think about how to take Phil at noon and how to solve the problem of lunch from Falls City, Ronald sensed Kostatt's magic fluctuations.

This is the maid informing Ronald that the matter on Nicole's side has been dealt with.

It's just that Kostat can't fly because of the loss of the spell to control the airflow, so while rushing here with both feet, the maid used this method to remind Ronald of his movement in advance.

It's all over.

Whether it's his own contact with everything, or Nicole and Costart's side.

Sensing Kostat's magic power fluctuations, Ronald lightly rubbed Phil's hair beside him, and said with some emotion:

"Come on, Phil."

"The matter here is over, and I'm ready to leave the city."