The Villain Only Wants to Live a Buddhist Life2

Occasionally, historical figures are refined through normal magical refining procedures.

That situation is inevitable.

If the impact is not great, the magister will turn a blind eye.

As for whether there are still people doing similar experiments secretly, it is impossible to verify.

However, there are records that the Holy Cult once eradicated several heretical sects that tried to use similar methods to refine them into "gods".

No one knows if it's true.

No one knows whether he can truly become a "god".

But in theory, even if it is successful, the refined "god" can only be an empty shell.

No one knows what will happen then.

Will the empty shell of a soulless "god" become a parasitic field for evil things?

……

After Claire heard the word "brave" from Alvette, she couldn't control the expression on her face again.

After a while, she suddenly frowned and said, "Brave man, holy sword, is this a bad omen?"

Yarvette glanced at her, and said calmly: "What should come will always come. It's just that I didn't expect the baby to have the possibility of being a hero candidate in this way."

From a certain moment, their conversation was completely covered up by the wind.

Even the two little princesses who were close at hand could not hear their voices.

……

In the duel arena.

After expelling the ghost-type magic elf from its own shadow, Leo Beast raised its sword cautiously.

And that fuzzy humanoid ghost magic elf is gradually recovering from the violent trembling.

The two sides met at a distance of five or six meters, and a confrontation occurred.

Dak's gaze directly passed the ghost-type magic elf, and looked at a third-year senior directly opposite.

The senior, who was obviously the master of the magic elf, had flaxen hair parted in the middle, and the tail of the hair was draped over his shoulders. The color of his eyes was deep black, his facial features were soft and gloomy, and his skin was fair but not smooth.

Darke didn't have a deep impression of him, maybe he had contact with him in the tower of the Noble House, but he didn't have much memory.

But the other party's eyes looking at this side don't seem to be purposeless.

"Could it be from the Noble History Research Institute?"

Dak subconsciously remembered the scene in the selection room before the start of the match.

But then he noticed that Mike Owen, head of the Aristocratic History Research Institute, was directing the magic elves to fight with people on the other side.

According to his information, Mike Owen is still the core of the society that can invite him on behalf of the Aristocratic History Research Society.

Since Mike Owen didn't take any action, the possibility of it being the Aristocratic History Research Institute is relatively small.

But if it has nothing to do with the Noble History Research Institute, why does this gloomy-looking senior stare at him like this?

Dak couldn't help touching his handsome face, and suddenly shivered.

I don't know if the senior on the opposite side sensed something, and suddenly looked away.

However, his gaze immediately turned to the battle of the wizard elves.

"Shadow ghost, strike in the night!"

The command without hesitation made the magic elf named "Shadow Ghost" resist the "Holy Sword" and unleash its special attack on the lion beast.

[Card Name: Shadow Ghost]

[Type: Spirit Card]

【grade:?????】

[Race: Undead]

[Attribute: Ghost/Dark]

【Magic Power: 2500】

【Attack: 2100】

【Defense: 1400】

【Nirvana: Stealth, Dark Night Assault, Shadow Kill】

The battle ended in an instant.

The "Shadow Ghost"'s human-shaped body suddenly opened, turning into a pitch-black curtain, and flew towards the lion beast while screaming.

In the blink of an eye, the sky above the lion beast's head was covered by a huge "night curtain".

The light dimmed in an instant.

Black lines hang down from the night, densely packed, eerie.

A line stuck to Leo Beast's shoulder, and it immediately felt sucked away by the magic power.

But as soon as it moved, the "night curtain" above its head suddenly fell, and the whole "night curtain" was wrapped up, as if it wanted to swallow all the creatures within the envelope!

The Lion Beast looked serious, bent its knees slightly to gather strength, and the "single scabbard" in its hand released an increasingly intense sacred light due to the injection of magic power.

At that time...

The "night curtain" transformed by the "shadow ghost" shrouded it.

However, the lion beast held the "holy sword" upside down, and leaped up like a dragon, and the "holy sword" exuding sacred light was raised from bottom to top, and swung the sword like a storm.

The "sacred" attribute of the "single scabbard" took effect, and the restraint against dark attributes increased by a full 50%.

The sword of the lion beast, like cutting tofu, cut the "night curtain" into countless cracks!

The light of the rising sun leaked through the gap, and at the same time as the darkness was dispelled, those black lines melted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Clang!" The moment the Lion Beast hit the ground, its knees slightly bent and it let go of its strength.

The sword is sheathed.

The "night curtain" transformed by the "shadow ghost" was delayed for a moment, and then exploded suddenly.

After that, there was no more darkness on the top of the head.

……

【Points +1】

……

Dak felt the state of the lion beast through the magic card, but his eyes were always observing the gloomy third-year senior.

However, after his own magic elf was killed, he actually laughed out of anger, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he opened his mouth to say something.

Shouts from the audience and commentators muffled the sound.

But the senior's expression and lip shape made Dak instantly alert.

He immediately reminded the lion beast by injecting magic power into the magic card.

The next moment, the shadow of the lion beast moved again.

……

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Chapter 383 Dak Dimon Steps into the Battlefield (16/233)

At that moment, Dak thought that the "Shadow Ghost" was not dead.

But the increase in points negates this inference from the side.

"He has two "Shadow Ghost"?"

As soon as this idea came up, the shadow of the lion beast had already spread around.

It completely lost the shape of its shadow and turned into a pool of pitch-black shadows.

The lion beast suddenly felt its feet go soft, and the soles of its feet sank into the swamp of shadows.

Twisted arms emerged from the shadows, gripping its ankles tightly, preventing it from moving.

The lion beast's eyes flashed, and he drew his sword out of its sheath without hesitation, and then stabbed the sword to the ground.

But before the tip of the sword touched the ground, the gloomy third grader blurted out two words: "Shadow Kill!"

The same as "Shadow Ghost", among the three special moves possessed by this "Shadow Ghost", one is the inherent special move "Latent Image", the other is the "Death Coil" just used, and the last one is the same " Shadow kill"!

The shadowy swamp under the lion beast's feet suddenly rolled violently, and like boiling hot water, black bubbles appeared one after another.

When the bubbles burst, blades formed by countless shadows soared into the sky, and froze in the air for a moment, densely packed, surrounding the lions and beasts!

"Lion Beast! Sword Dance!"

Almost at the same time, Dak's cry also sounded.

"Roar!"

The lion beast let out a mighty roar, and there was an imperceptible trace of blood in the depths of its eyes.

Then it held the sword in both hands, slightly bent one knee, raised the sword that had stabbed to the ground again, and stabbed down fiercely.

At that moment, endless air flow emerged from its body, entangled it and rotated at an accelerated rate!

Countless shadow blades flew over at this moment.

The effect of the "sword dance" formed a storm that protected the whole body, blowing away a large number of shadow blades in an instant.

Only a few shadow blades rushed into the range of the storm, but they were all quickly weakened by the continuous airflow, only cutting thin wounds on the lion beast's body.