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

"But I am more and more curious about the reason why you didn't do it right away. This is simply the greatest torment for a kind wizard. Based on common sense and what I know about you, you should wish to kill me immediately, not even for a second. Delay is the right thing to do."

Although he showed a little absent-mindedness, Philip didn't seem to care about the coming destruction at all, instead he asked with a smile:

"What did I do that made you hesitate? Or what exactly do you want or know from me?"

For the first time, Ella began to feel that maybe Philip had some mental problems, and he might even be in a state of loss of control to a certain extent.

But that's irrelevant, all Ella wants to know at the moment is:

"Why did you create such a kingdom of God? If you didn't create such a meaningless place, but used it to perfect and strengthen your strength and authority, the current me is probably no longer your opponent."

The man seemed to have suddenly realized it, beating his chest and stamping his feet, showing annoyance.

"Oh, it turns out that the kingdom of God still has such a usage, but I was negligent."

But his voice through the mask was quite pleasant, and there was no sign of regret at all.

In fact, how could this old fox not know the characteristics of the Kingdom of God?Not to mention that anyone who has come into contact with divinity, rules and authority can understand the importance of a kingdom of God that is completely dominated by himself.

Even if Philip is indeed a lunatic without normal logical ability, he has already obtained all the information about Norbird from Val Farmini.

What's more, he is indeed crazy, but not stupid.There is hardly another human being in this world who understands the mysteries of divinity better than Philip.

Even the way of naming the armor is Philip himself, how can such a person be a fool?

"Of course, this is just a joke. In the long practice, I found that it is not easy to develop religion and belief in the material world and replace my name with the name of a god. If it is a well-known god and Religion, there is a possibility of success, but if it is an unnamed god who is not on the record, things will become particularly bad."

"Miss Williams, you should have felt the same way, right?"

Ella remained silent, this was indeed the hardest step on her way to armor.Faith is a rather strange thing, and the only thing that distinguishes superficial believers from true believers is subjective judgment.

Ella's divinity comes from the evil god "Yafum". If you want to use this god's name to complete the first stage of armoring, the difficulty is not much faster than if she slowly accumulates primitive beliefs.

"So I created this Kingdom of God just to get more believers. The reason why the space here is so huge and real is just because I used everyone's memory. Since I don't have enough of my own, I should bring more from outside. Lots of people."

"If I say so, are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied... I am very satisfied."

The flickering gunpoints in the darkness began to flicker, and the girl seemed to let go of something that made her hesitate.

It's just that there is one small detail that Ella overlooked, if everything in this world comes from Philip extracting his own or other people's memories.So where does Kraft, located on the cliff, belong?

Chapter 92 Good Philip

The battle between the two divinity owners is not as burning as people imagined. They are fighting each other in the most primitive way, and it will not even affect the small red table and half bottle of whiskey that are still in place.

Ella did not learn any advanced physical skills. The only experience she had was the training she received from Professor Adolf in the magic combat class during her years at Kraft.

Not to mention that compared to wizards specializing in close combat like the Mephisto family, even those who are good at fighting in the ordinary world are far superior to her in terms of pure skills.

But even so, the silver-haired girl wielding the battle gun with sluggish and childish movements is still an extremely terrifying existence.

Ulysses Phillips has proved this numerous times by personal experience.As he tried to brace the spearhead that swept from top to bottom with his cranked stick, a vague fluctuation came from the edge that had no substance, but a sticky shadow.

The shadow passed through the center of the wooden stick, cutting his body from shoulders to thighs into two sections without any hindrance, like cutting paper or even cutting through running water.

Forged with superb alchemy techniques, and infused with a large amount of magic power, the solid weapon could even block the impact of the train, but it was cut and severed together with its owner without the slightest obstacle under this blow.

The human body slid down to the sides, exposing a smooth and tidy section and wriggling muscular internal organs.

But they inflated like inflated balloons in the next second, bursting into ribbons, fireworks and colorful smoke,

In this chaotic vortex of colors, another intact Philip appeared behind Ella, drew out the rapier in the crooked wooden cane, and silently pointed at the girl's nape.

The angle and timing of this attack were extremely insidious. It happened to be the second when Ella's body was driven by the heavy gun and lost her balance, and she had no time to take care of the defense behind her.

But before the rapier touched the girl's slender and soft back of the neck, the tip of the sword began to disintegrate and melt into splashing liquid little by little, leaving only a bare hilt in the blink of an eye.

At the moment when he slowed down due to shock, Ella raised her little finger to drive the spear, and the flaming spear quickly magnified in the man's eyes.

The tip of the gun gently grazed his throat, leaving only an imperceptible dead gray line there.

But this thin line quickly expanded and spread like a water stain on the white paper. Then there seemed to be an explosion in the man's body. His back quickly expanded and sprayed out more than ten meters long. The tails of pale flames mixed with blood, flesh and internal organs and reduced everything to ashes, leaving only a corpse whose upper body had completely turned into blackened bones, kneeling on the spot.

So the third Philip came out of the darkness, dusted off the ashes on his clothes, and clapped his hands softly.

"Awesome - an attack that cannot be defended is nothing more than a defense that is attacked, and an attack on you is like a suicide rushing into the fire."

Saying this, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and the wounds that had caused his death twice before began to ache again. Philip stroked his Adam's apple with his right hand wearing a white silk glove, and then looked differently at the spots on his fingertips. a little ashes.

"And if I didn't have an illusion, didn't your skills become more and more rounded and superb? The blow just now was something that even I didn't expect."

Ella didn't answer the other party's question. She let go of her hand and let the spear hover around her.

Philip's doubts were not an illusion. Countless memory fragments flowed before Ella's eyes. The powerful instinct brought by divinity allowed her to absorb experience from the records of every battle and from friends and even enemies.

The shot just now was exactly the hand-changing action of Ashley Chevalier, the female knight of the Snow Country, when she was fighting the wolf in the forest. It could attack the enemy in a blind spot almost without warning.

Fang Yi stopped, a thin red line appeared on the girl's chin, and a few strands of long hair also fell down.

Even though the sword was completely melted before it reached her, she was still cut by the sharp wind. Although it was only a slight injury, if it was a few centimeters away, it would be her throat.

Gray flames flowed from the wound, but the injury that was originally repaired immediately showed no signs of healing. Not only that, but there was also pain that was amplified thousands of times.This is probably one of Philip's abilities. He was originally a master of manipulating and deceiving his senses.

But this level of pain only made the silver-haired girl frown slightly. Her internal body structure was completely different from that of humans, and the impact of pain sensation on her was far less serious than Philip imagined.

"Aren't you going to do your best?"

Aila looked at the man covering his throat with his hands, and let the spear slowly float vertically with her, and the slightly trembling gun body could shoot straight out with just a moment of thought.

"If you bear such an attack again, you will have no chance to use your full strength."

She looked around, and in this dark area, there were still distorted clocks like liquid, misplaced gears, moons with strange smiles, and men and women who intertwined and melted into one like wax figures.

Her flame was burning silently in the darkness, turning the surroundings into a pale sea of ​​flames.

According to common sense, there is no existence that can hide itself in the space she is gradually mastering, but the other party is, after all, the greatest illusionist of this era.

"Where is that disciple of yours, Val Farmini, hiding? She won't be your last support, if that's the case... I'll be very disappointed."

Philip coughed a few times and spit out pieces of internal organs mixed with ash. It seemed that his clone would not last long.

"How could it be? I'm not like Kleist, who treats students like chess pieces while claiming to be an educator. Weier is very cute, just like my biological daughter. It's hard to imagine two people who are not related by blood. People who are related can be so similar."

Ignoring Ella's colder gaze, he took out a silk scarf and tied it around his neck, and the injury, which no doctor could do anything about, stopped spreading just like that.

"In fact, you have already met her once. Do you remember the Famine Knight guarding the door?"

Ella's pupils narrowed slightly, and the soul damage caused by the final crown made her forget a small part of her memory, including part of the information about Weier.Only then did she recall that the aura of that knight was very similar to that soft and beautiful girl like a doll.

She couldn't help sneering,

"Is this how you treat your own daughter? Make her an incomplete knight of the apocalypse guarding the fortress for yourself?"

Philip swung his hands and head exaggeratedly. His severely damaged neck could not bear this movement, and he almost threw his head flying.

"How is it possible... I just extracted the part of her out-of-control power, which is something she no longer needs in her new life. Of course, that part of power has existed in her body for too long, so There are also some personal imprints that belong to her."

"She'll live happily ever after, that's all."

"Even if you don't want to admit it, Miss Williams, I am a kind wizard."

He tilted his obviously misplaced head, but his tone was serious.

Chapter 93 The Beginning of Betrayal

"Kind?"

The girl lowered her head and murmured the word again.

Philip tilted his head, it seemed that he originally thought that the other party would be irritated by this word, but the situation in front of him was somewhat beyond the man's expectation.

She saw the silver-haired girl in front of her pointing a gun at herself,

"I'll give you another chance to explain why you created such a world."

"If it's just for gaining faith, it's easier for people who hope for faith and salvation to be born in a hopeless world."

"I can't understand why someone like you would expend your energy to create a false paradise."

This question caused Philip to fall into a rare silence. He straightened his crooked neck bones, and the slightly crazy temperament on his body was gone.

After a moment, he bowed his head and smiled.

"Ah......"

In a trance, Ella felt that standing in front of her was no longer that terrifying wizard like a lunatic, but a wise scholar, Kraft's professor of theology.

The man's voice was steady and charming, lacking the nervous chatter and odd intonation.

"It turns out that you have made such a big detour, and you still want to ask me about the old things decades ago... Do you want to know why I betrayed Kraft and the executor?"

"Your way won't work, that half-baked method is too weak? A very chance chance made me see everything, and decided to save myself... Maybe Albert Kleist also There will be some action."

"But trust me—he's only going to be more extreme than I am."

Ella's right hand holding the gun was trembling slightly.

"What exactly did you see, and what kind of truth would make you break the oath you made before the silver banner? Is it the hopeless future, the inescapable doomsday, or the "herald of destruction"? "

"It seems you know more than I thought...but not enough, you haven't touched the truth of the end."

Facing Ella's questioning, he actually took off his mask, revealing a face under the mask.

At first glance, it seemed to belong to a handsome elderly gentleman's face, with ancient Greek sculpture-like facial features and intelligent deep eyes. The neatly trimmed gray beard gave his face a sense of majesty.

But soon Ella discovered that it was just an illusion. The facial features of the old man flowed on the face and sometimes turned into the innocent face of a baby, the loving face of a woman, different races, different ages, and even inhuman monsters.

Under the powerful spiritual vision, Ella finally discovered that the area was just a smooth plane with strange inwardly extending vortexes like a chaotic world connecting locations.

Even Ella, who possessed divinity, felt dizzy and nauseated due to the impact of a large amount of information.

But the other party did not take advantage of this rare opportunity to attack, nor continued the topic just now, but instead asked:

"Speaking of which, have you ever guessed who my armor target is?"

Ella froze, she had indeed thought about this question.Norbod and Kleist's armor targets are no secrets, or the popularity of the gods would have had a considerable impact on the armor in the first stage.

But even in this empty space, Ella didn't figure out which great being was enshrined in the temple.Nor could she remember which deity in Kraft's tome was depicted as a hooded faceless man.