Shaman from Afar

"Very good, people are here now; next we need a very orderly teamwork, everyone is closely together, and everyone's potential is the most important! The most important thing is to respect each other ... stand up and close everyone Mouth, I will arrange work for you. "

Isaac Grantham stood in the center of the crowd in the floating city hall of the Clarion Castle, and beside it was the Jiaoguangsajian launcher.

"Empire ... Of course, it is basically the first weapon in the world that can transform the power of the void into actual energy and excite high-level magic spells. Its demand is so great that it requires two-thirds of the power of the void to be It provides energy, and the other third takes it to the point where it eliminates the remaining void. "

"Because of this, I really do n’t want to explain to you how dangerous this thing is-to be realistic, even if it ’s a little bit of failure, what I said is really a little bit-it can Turning the floating city into a floating bomb, the threat is probably second only to the alchemy bomb in Ebden ... "

Isaac, who was glared by Ai Yin before he finished speaking, shrugged very helplessly: "In addition ... This matter is also the top secret of the empire, everyone must keep it confidential, don't pass it on."

Around the highly nervous wizards nodded quickly, the little wizard holding his shoulders rolled his eyes silently-of course, Isaac was habitually ignored.

"As a prototype of the" Jiaoguang Sword II "prototype you saw outside, its complexity and power are more than ten times-so the manpower required is also greatly increased."

"At least four senior mentors are preparing to charge the magic circle, four wizards are responsible for maintaining the stability of the magic circle, so that the excess void load can be transferred out, three wizards are responsible for angle adjustment, aiming, erection, and one wizard is responsible for activating the excitation device . "

Isaac, who said quickly, shrugged: "Of course we are short of manpower, and we only have eight wizards, so we must do our best to cooperate as much as possible-still four people are responsible for charging, four people are responsible for stability, but at the same time responsible for the stable four Individuals are distracted again to take charge of angle adjustment, aiming and erection, and then the energized device is activated by four charged people! "

"It's very dangerous. I repeat it again. It's very dangerous. It's too dangerous to blow up all of us. But there is no way. Who wants us to stand up and save the world!"

Complaining, Isaac began to arrange work for everyone-everyone was divided into two teams, and Isaac and the small wizard were each responsible for one team, using the stretched human resources to the limit.

"Where should I go?"

Asked Peter Fassamer silently.

"Where do you want to go?" Isaac turned his head and glanced at him, not at all like a tone to a friend: "Straight on Peter, although you also call yourself a mentor level, at most it is a parallel instructor-let you Whichever I do, I feel like a murderer. "

Peter nodded and changed the question: "Which one has the smallest risk?"

"Of course it is the magic circle I am responsible for! Even if I am the only one, I can save everyone-but if one is not good, you will be squeezed away by the magic circle, crushing the spiritual palace and becoming a fool. "

Peter continued to nod: "Then count me."

"... So, you really intend to make me guilty for a lifetime, right?" Isaac was silent for a second, looking at him helplessly.

Peter Fasha, who smiled lightly, silently picked up the wand beside him.

"I'm just ... just trying to find my destiny, and then ..."

"Do something."

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"Boom--!"

The remnant image passed by, and the dark-haired wizard who was pulled by the dragon's claws hit the wall like a catapult;

Looking at the weight of the "Dawn" sword and the cracked rubble smoke, Loren nailed the blade to the wall and slid all the way down, avoiding the dragon tail that could smoke himself into a patty.

"Boom-!!!"

The wizard tower shook again in the loud noise, and the ruined tower was already crumbling-or if it was not supported by the surrounding earth and stone underground, it should have collapsed an hour ago.

An hour has passed ... Although every minute and second, the dark-haired wizard feels like a year.

Clenched the hilt that supported the body, the hair wet with sweat adhered to the scalp, and Loren, who gasped violently, looked at the ink-blue dragon that was still desperately flapping, destroying his incompetent roar.

But if you want to go on like this, sooner or later you will have to give it to him.

The only way to break the game is the power of the second valve.

According to Loren's own understanding and the information obtained from the "Old Classic", the power of the Second Valve should be similar to the establishment of its own "power system" ... It is no longer a simple use, but a real void The power becomes "own".

Has nothing to do with the strength of the power of the void, this is the gap of "organization", and to what extent can each force of their own control be squeezed.

All the evil gods that Loren has seen so far basically conform to this rule.

Lymantes' "death", Asriel ... or Elil's "Blood Sacrifice", even a severely deficient ogre demon Metzka also has a system to control the entire ogre The demons are used by themselves and can change their appearance according to the power of the enemy.

This is their "system"-the change is as great as the change from the savages to the civilized society; the power is still that power, but the change is upside down.

But ...

"Just talking about it is many times more difficult than actual operation."

The blond teenager with his head tilted with his hands behind his back, blinking scarlet eyes, appeared behind the black-haired wizard.

"You can be more gloating ..."

The words didn't finish, a shadow fell from the sky.

"Boom--!"

The leaping ink-blue dragon was smashed down with a world-destroying momentum; the sound of earth and rock cracking continued.

Jump up, roll over, dodge ... if you want to be too embarrassed, there will be many embarrassing dark-haired wizards, evading in a space that is too narrow to narrow-in front of this kind of enemy who is ten times larger than himself, only need to be touched , There is absolutely no second time!

"Dear Loren, now we can only bite the bullet."

In the corner beneath the ruins, Asriel looked at Loren who was breathing heavily: "This is a very important step."

"Hug your power, control the ancient, ferocious, savage and sinister world, let it run under your laws and obey your will!"

"Use your will to control yourself!"

"Can you say something less vivid, I feel it's almost incomprehensible!"

Tried his best to dodge the rubble that fell from the sky at any time, and Loren was basically talking to Asrell with his life.

"Sorry, but poor Asriel really can't do it."

The blond boy ’s voice was very serious, with no joking meaning at all: "Only really understand this, understand your relationship with this world, understand what kind of existence you are, and make that most important choice, otherwise ... "

"Nothing ... will not change."

Nothing will change.

The roaring sound of cracking earth and rocks, the dark-haired frightened wizard who was fleeing, knew exactly what Asriel said was the "change".

The Black Cross Serel will rush the void world and the material world, and will put his will above the world-in the eyes of all evil gods, this is already a predetermined matter.

Because the evil spirit ... or the "existence" with independent consciousness in the void, there is no concept of time and space. Their way of thinking is similar to a "ball", which constantly expands itself, but there is no order and no size.

Thousands of years ago are also vividly remembered. The future is parallel to the past. There is no such thing as "now", or every minute and second is "now" for them.

And "now", he has become a variable on this time axis, and the evil spirits who have fallen or come to the material world, time "up and down" at this moment, with the difference between "past" and "future".

Everything started from the moment he was picked up by the wandering knight Leonardo Turin;

Everything started from the moment I stepped into the Temple of Evil God in the Wild Dog Village and met Asrell.

"Boom ———— !!!!!!"

The roaring ink-blue dragon pulled its tail to the ground, leaning on the instinctive black-haired wizard to successfully avoid the attack range, the cracked gravel continuously hit the sword blade of the waving "Dawn", the cracked spark exploded crisply Sound.

"Boom--!"

In the roar, the clenched dragon claws pierced from the gravel to the dark-haired wizard who fell from the sky-Loren, who had nowhere to dodge, could only use his sword to block it, and smashed into the pothole like a flies. In the walls.

Obviously ... The ink-blue dragon manipulated by the void not only maintained the strength of his life, but also eliminated the biggest "fault" of the original dragon Aioliite-irritability, impatient.

Not only that, its attacks began to be targeted ... Although it was slow, but it was really "adapting" to its own fighting style.

"Boom--!"

There was another loud noise, the dragon claws descending from the sky stepped on the ground, and the black-haired wizard passed by; the dragon tail that rolled up the smoke almost at the same time, swept straight at him.

吀 ——————

The dull impact sound and the piercing friction sound exploded at the ear of Loren at the same time-under the impact of Long Wei's sweeping, the "dawn" sword nailed into the ground almost took him from the wizard tower to "run" to another One end.

"Boom ———— !!!!!!"

The roaring ink-blue dragon did not look at it. The direction to the dark-haired wizard was a breath of dragon blaze-the gray-blue flames were burning at the bottom of the wizard tower, and the fire rolled up and went straight to the top of the tower!

In the gray-blue fire, the dark-haired wizard who was staring at the dragon fiercely, looked at the dragon eyes filled with anger, madness and tyranny with extremely calm eyes.

The fire mixed with the power of the void actively avoided around him, forming a circle.

Asriel-two Asriel-the blond teenager and the pale-faced Ariel stand silently on both sides, and for the first time, with the same expression, with a trace of rejoicing expression in consternation, staring at the alum Dark-haired wizard standing by the sword.

At this moment, he seems to have fallen into a dream, but his consciousness is still sober.

Match the power of thinking to understand what ordinary people cannot understand, and no longer be obscured by chaos and sensibility;

Is no longer just a beast wielding infinite power, no longer confused or unknowingly so-called self; it is beyond it and has a higher level of ‘wisdom’.

Give language, will, and even the collision of electro-optics to give a meaningful meaning, then ...

"Find the power that really shaped you, different from this world, enough to change the world." The smiling blonde teenager murmured:

"Dear Loren, only you ... Only when you really understand how you exist can you change the destiny of this world and stop the ambition of the" Black Cross "; the power of change and choice will be tightly held in your hands! "

"But Ariel ... I really don't want to see that scene, I don't want to see my dear Laurent completely bound by this world ... Binding-if I can do it again, Ariel will do my best for the first time in Laurent It will end when it arrives in Ebden. "

The petite girl with a pale complexion opened her mouth softly, and her scarlet eyes were full of intolerance: "But ... like a liar full of lies, everything in the past and the future ... The moment Loren appeared, it has changed."

"That is different from this world, beyond all possible powers, your powers."

"So ... Dear Loren, make a choice."

"your choice."

Bang ————————

The thunder exploded, and the fire dispersed.

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Under Ebden, in the endlessly roaring tunnel, an elf warrior standing with a knife touched his forehead gently; the wound ripped by the falling gravel bleeds more and more ~ ​​www.readwn.com ~ The warrior's expression didn't show any trace Variety.

"Is the price of the resurrection, do you not feel the pain ... It is really a convenient side effect."

Wiped the wound to himself, the elf warrior looked back, and swept to the hundreds of expressionless elf warriors who were just like him.

"You ... were rescued by His Royal Highness Rodria from various battlefields, and brought back from the **** to the people of this world; your long-awaited opportunity for your loyalty to the Lord came to death."

"The enemy has infiltrated the main roads of the underground network in the city as expected, trying to destroy His Royal Highness' plan, and make the Azores fly into smoke."

"They are in front, fully prepared; they know that there will be elves and warriors who resist and encircle them; they are as brave, fearless, and not afraid of sacrifice as we have in the past."

"But ... they didn't know it was us, we returned to this world from hell, and we lived but didn't make sense to live." Elf warrior said coldly:

"So what are we going to do-is it to let them leave the world in a fair and just way?"

"Or in the cruelest way, let them transform into miserable souls in pain, unwillingness and humiliation?"

"You ... the knife, in your hands, I will give you the right to decide; we do not seek to give glory to His Royal Highness, we ... but please die!"

"But please die-!!!"

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