It is impossible for the girl to find the evil god in the textbook

Although from the magic fluctuations, Hyde can tell that they are just a few fairly common magics.But even in the material world, apart from Kraft's divine blood wizards and the guys who have been in the mysterious world all year round, not many people can master them so comprehensively.

This is not a high-ranking dirty blood, Duncan is simply an alternative wizard from the material world!

When he started to run in big strides, Hyde looked at the slightly trembling ground and was speechless for a while.He never thought about how unreasonable it would become after fully mastering even the low-level physical enhancement with the physique and strength characteristics of the filthy blood.

Duncan raised his hand, lightly smashed a fragile magic shield, then grabbed Fiennes by the collar and threw him out of the field.

If both sides were in good condition, maybe Fiennes wouldn't be defeated so easily, but with his remaining magic power, he really couldn't resist Duncan's power anymore.

This man actually didn't intend to break the agreement with Lucien, he could see that the old man in front of him didn't have much strength left.If he hadn't met himself, he might have hurt the hands of the other two in one encounter, which was a completely unnecessary sacrifice.The winner should return to the stands to rest and enjoy the honor with dignity.

What's more, Duncan also feels that he can't be too obvious. If he admits defeat directly, he will inevitably conflict with Allen, and things will become very troublesome.

From Duncan's attitude, Lucien probably understood what he meant, and reluctantly accepted the result.

"Miss Farmine, it's your turn."

Farmini's body seemed to tremble, and she pointed her index finger at Duncan on the field with an exaggerated expression, and then pointed at herself.

"Captain, are you asking me to deal with that big guy? Just kidding, I'm just a weak girl!"

Even though she said that, the corners of the girl's eyes were full of smiles.It has to be said that Farmine's acting skills are mediocre, at least not up to Shadow's level.

"If possible, I don't want to bother a beautiful lady like you to do rough work, but unfortunately, only you can save us now, so just treat it as being cheated by me?"

Farmini pondered for a few seconds, as if she was thinking about whether she wanted to save this group of wizards from danger.

"...Okay, okay, let's just pretend that I was deceived by you. But on the other hand, we should get more of the benefits from Enoch this time than originally planned."

Farmine spread her hands, rolled her eyes, and smiled like a little fox.

"Of course, that's fair."

Lucien had already prepared for this. Although in the original agreement, Farminie and the Albion Brotherhood were obliged to lend a helping hand in this situation, but it is obvious that no one will mention it now. thing.

But according to Farmini's own plan, this extra benefit will probably not be related to the Albion Brotherhood, let alone be handed over to her teacher Philip.

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Outside the Snake House, Shiv leaned on the huge griffin. An hour ago, he and a dozen members of the wizard group were all driven out of the room by Ling to act as guards.According to the sister inside who has no blood relationship with Shiv, this is to avoid affecting her ability to perform a rather complicated ritual.

To be honest, Shiv was not willing to let Ling complete any dangerous mysterious rituals. The last person to do this, Hyde, had already been forced to relive her childhood. God knows what strange negative consequences she would suffer from this.

But with Yiling's temper, telling him about this matter was just the most basic notice, and there was no intention of asking for consent at all.

"Don't let her down, Miss Williams."

Schiff rubbed the head of the griffin, talking to himself.

-

Ling stood quietly on the high altar that symbolized snake sloughing and rebirth. The red moon in the sky had slowly moved to the center. Layers of light curtains surged like tides, and through the stained glass, they became crimson in the hall. ocean.

Those who have been familiar with her may be surprised that this girl who was once called a little lunatic may have rarely been so quiet in the past ten years as she has in recent days.

The moonlight contained magic, whether in the physical world or anywhere she knew, and the tide of magic would rise and fall with the moonlight.In a different space filled with magic and curses, this change is obviously more obvious than in the material world.

At least in the past, Ling had never seen such a torrent of magical power that was almost condensed into substance.The torrent of magic power was drawn by the holy object, forming a vortex of light pouring down.

The dragon shapes on the cast steel coffin began to slowly squirm, their sharp scales scraping against each other to produce dazzling sparks.They slowly retreated into the base at the bottom of the coffin. After these twisted steel living dragons receded, the "Coffin of Ampsha's Death" revealed its original appearance.

This coffin lid looks like a complete layer of natural dark crystal with no trace of splicing.Through the translucent crystal layer, Ling could see the silver-haired girl sleeping in the miniature Styx.

The water of the dead river Styx swayed uncomfortably under the tremendous magic power, as if some invisible tentacles injected them into the girl's icy body.

The huge magical power condensed in just a few seconds is even close to the sum of dozens of adult wizards.Even in Enoch's history, there was no such exaggerated record when the royal family was even named Cain's dirty blood when it completed the ritual of rebirth.

But even so, Ella Williams showed no sign of waking up at all, just like the sun cannot warm a dead body, and the huge torrent of magic power escaped to an inexplicable place before it was completely absorbed by her .

This is not in line with alchemy's so-called conservation of magic power, as if the bottom of the coffin is connected to another unknown space.

This kind of phenomenon did not appear in the records of the filthy blood. All the filthy blood that cannot be resurrected are due to a simpler but weak problem. The magic power they attract is not enough to regenerate their bodies.

But Ella now behaves like a natural magic crystal vein, a steady stream of magic power is absorbed, and then disappears without a trace.

This is undoubtedly from her own will, Ella Williams is refusing to be reborn, she is unwilling to wake up again.

Chapter 85 Upside Down

The scene in front of her made Ling's expression a little darker. If possible, she hoped that Ella would wake up for her instead of waking Ella up by herself.

But from a certain point of view, the more Ella cares about her, the less likely she is to take the initiative to accept rebirth.This made Ling wonder whether he should be happy or sad.

The girl who is lying in the coffin now has the courage to die...or to die for all the people she cares about, but lacks the courage to live for them.

It may sound contradictory, but sacrifice and the courage required to live are not the same thing.

Ling thinks this way, maybe since earlier, Ella has not really fully understood the value of life.Perhaps many years ago, the deaths of Mekel and George made her understand the fragility and heaviness of life. In many cases, Ella would pay any price for the life she cared about. This is the case in Tangerang Island Volcano, and in The same is true here, but the biggest problem is that this scope does not include herself.

Ling recalled the time when he found Ella who had just arrived on the streets of Paris. There was no fear of death in Ella's eyes at that time, and some were just a little lonely.

After all, the things she is afraid of are loneliness and coldness.

But—isn’t dying alone the most lonely thing?

Ling took a deep breath, letting his consciousness emptied infinitely, falling like an endless chaos.In this silent darkness, she could see some flickering light spots, these were Ling's own memory fragments, recording all the memories in her deep consciousness.

And among them, there is only one thing that more than belongs to her——

Ling reached out and picked up a small ball of light, which seemed to be a very simple and worn-out doll. It had rough stitches and exposed blackened cotton. It looks ridiculous,

Once again, it was just this thing that made Ling feel a little complicated. Although its real object had been lost in some unknown place for a long time, Ling had tried to find it in the alleys and slums of Liverpool port, but in the end it was nothing.

But even so, this thought body from the border of the dreamland can still be regarded as a relic left by the mad woman.

The source of its birth was Ling's deep dream, but in the process of Ella taking it out of that world through herself as a carrier, the nature of this puppet changed wonderfully.The light body that once resided in Ella's consciousness can also be regarded as a part of her consciousness.

"Help me, Mom."

As she spoke, she noticed that her voice was a little choked.It is difficult for a person to maintain a disguise in the conscious space, not to mention that it does not make any sense at all.

The moment he held the light ball, Ling's consciousness was sucked into the twisted ripples.

-

When Ling opened her eyes again, she found herself in a world wrapped in pure white mist.This surprised her a little. Although the memory in the depths of the dream was a bit weird and vague, she did remember that this was only a scene in the dream world.

Ling originally estimated that it would be the limit for him to complete the conversation through the light body shared by the two, but he did not expect to enter this strange space directly.

"Enoch's Serpent's Mansion has the same ability as the temple on Tangerang Island, or is it because Ella has the imprint of the Dreamland?"

Thinking about this kind of problem is not what Ling is good at, but since he can directly enter the other party's dream world, things will undoubtedly become smoother.

Thinking of this, Ling raised his head and looked at the surrounding environment.Here she found the familiar streets of London's East End, Kraft's schoolhouse and Glamis' log cabin.

In addition, there are some ice and snow buildings that Ling has never seen before, and the style is obviously different from the material world. They are piled up like a lot of messy toys. It seems that to the owner of the dream, this is like A toy box filled with favorite things.

But now almost all the buildings showed signs of twisting and collapsing. In the white mist around the floating island, scattered clods of soil could be seen falling into the mist and disappearing.

Avoiding the factory and the Thames River that obviously exude an abnormal atmosphere, Ling knows quite well about Ella's past experiences, so she also understands what these places that appear in Ella's dreams mean.

These haphazardly piled buildings brought a lot of trouble to Ling. It would undoubtedly be very difficult to find Ella in such a place.

According to normal thinking, Ling took a few steps to a taller building, which was also a place she had an impression of.This tall building is the tower of the Whitechapel, where she once stopped Ulysses Philip who threatened Ella to perform a magical ritual.

At a high place, she barely figured out the direction here, and no longer ran around aimlessly.She first spread her wings and glides from a high place to the center of the building complex. There seems to be nothing conspicuous here except for a dark house with a copper lock.

The windowless and chimney-less hut was firmly fastened by black iron gates and rivets, like a large, awkwardly shaped coffin.

Reminiscent of Anpusha's coffin of death, things from the outside world will indeed appear relatively distorted in the dream. Could it be that Ella is in this place?

"Ella?"

Ling tried calling a few times, but before she raised her hand to knock on the door, an instinctive coldness stopped her.

This sudden fear almost forced her consciousness out of the dream!After wiping off the cold sweat that didn't exist on her forehead, Ling hesitated to put her hand on the thick copper lock. No matter what, she felt that she should search for all the places where Ella might exist.

"If I were you, I wouldn't want to open it."

A familiar but somewhat awkward voice came from above, Ling was startled by the sudden appearance of the voice because of his mental state just now.

She raised her head, and saw a girl with long silver hair who looked exactly like Ella, resting on the palm of her right hand, with a teasing smile on her face, lying sideways on the black house and looking down at herself.

After looking at the other party up and down, and finally looking at the chest that was obviously swollen a lot more than Ella, Ling opened his mouth and became unbelievable. After a while, he asked full of surprise:

"Are you a shadow?"

"No, to be precise, I am the shadow that exists in Ella Williams' dream."

She looked a little unhappy, raised her eyebrows fiercely and said:

"Recently, that idiot of Ontology seems to have encountered some serious troubles. This is really scary. I knew it was the result of hanging out with you guys a long time ago. Even 'I' can't avoid being stupid!"

Compared with the real shadow, the mouth of the shadow in front of him seemed to be a little bit more poisonous, even to the point that he would not let it go.According to Ling's understanding, this should be the result of Ella's subconscious symbolizing the various characteristics of the shadow.

But the vivid girl in front of her didn't look like a doll at all, nor was she like other characters who appeared in the dream. She could only stupidly repeat a few words that were illogical.

As if seeing Ling's doubts, this girl who has some physical stats slightly lower than Miss Doll's and some stats are higher explained proudly:

"I'm not just an ordinary dream, the body once secretly left a bit of spirituality here."

The shadow left you to be a voyeur who peeks into dreams?Or that the purpose of her existence is to remind visitors who might arrive in this world?

Ling thought so, but when he thought about it carefully, his behavior seemed to be little worse than peeping.

She shook her head, now is not the time to think about some minutiae, Ling realized that people's consciousness seems to become more divergent and uncontrollable in the dream world.Putting aside these messy thoughts that kept popping up, the short-haired girl asked anxiously:

"Why don't you let me open it, where is Ella now?"

This shadow composed of simple spirituality and Ayla's dream is obviously not as smart as the real thing. The approach of the dream is only the memory and experience of the dream owner. Ayla has not experienced thousands of years like the shadow, so she restored it. Of course, it is impossible for the shadow of the real brand to have such profound knowledge.

After thinking about it seriously, the girl sorted out the order of the two questions and the answers she knew in some strange way.

"Actually, even if I tell you to open it, you can't do it. The seal here is quite strong. I don't know what's in it, but my instinct tells me it's quite dangerous."

"As for your Ella - look up."

Following the direction pointed by the opponent's finger, Ling raised his head, and his dark yellow pupils shrank suddenly.

In the center of the swirling dark blue clouds, there is a pale sun floating, no——it is not the sun, nor is it the projection of the sun called by the spell "Siegel".It was a sphere burning with gray flames. It was not far away, only a few hundred meters from the ground at most.