Shaman from Afar

"boom--!"

The collapsed ruins crashed loudly, one after another with broken limbs, bloodied elves and humans struggling to stand up, crawling up from the ground staggeringly.

The blood sacrifice has already begun.

After a maximum of one quarter of an hour, these "living dead people" will gradually gather, and eventually become "Evil God's body" that can carry the power of Evil God-too large to be added, the whole body is covered with "tentacles", no head and no brain , A flesh and blood monster driven purely by the force of the void.

The invasion of the void world into the material world ... this is the essence of the "blood sacrifice".

Whether it is the "Black Cross" or any evil spirit that exists in the void world, it is planning all the time how to invade the material world, eroding the will of the entire world with its own will, and taking all its own for its own sake.

From the lowest-level ogre **** Mezka to the northern four evil gods that rely on human fear ... the principles are similar.

What "Séior" did was to transform this kind of war into a void invading the material world.

But now Loren had no time to think about it, and his inexplicable fatigue tortured his body, only to suffocate his head, regardless of rushing towards the wizard tower.

Really ... extremely tired black-haired wizard who couldn't help but clenched his teeth.

Ancient woods forest, glacier wasteland, and Silver Helmet Mountain ...

It didn't seem like I was chased and killed by the opposite side.

Why does it become like this every time!

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !!!

The heartbreaking howl burst at the ears, back and forth, left and right, sides, and feet ... Anyway, in addition to the top of the head, countless "living dead" are drilling out from all corners, blocking their own passing On the road.

Of course, considering that the surrounding ruins and streets have been completely wiped out by the "Jiaoguang Sword", there is no such thing as a "necessary way".

As far as the line of sight is concerned, hundreds of thousands of "living dead" have been swathed in large swaths, as if swarming locust swarms.

It's ... obtrusive!

When the forehand was turned, the "Dawn" sword behind his shoulders was raised, and he swept forward without flashing.

puff--! ! ! !

Flesh splash.

The "living dead" in front of him was suddenly empty, but the back row was still surging-even the flesh and blood under his feet were returning to the original state at a speed visible to the naked eye, or simply "sticking to other living dead" "Together.

After all, in essence, they are already a pile of bones, only controlled by the trend of the power of the void.

Facing the tide-like "living dead man", the black-haired wizard with a big sword opened his way straight forward; the smelly plasma had been sprayed all over him, and minced meat and bones were scattered around him.

Loren can only grind his teeth to persevere, tolerate the torture caused by the exhaustion of his mental strength-even if it is stuck here, he can not give "Séior" an opportunity to return.

In fact, this situation actually allowed Asriel to come out ... no one saw it anyway.

But whoever let that "evil **** boy" also be wiped out by Serel, leaving only the original power of the void to remain; let alone protect himself, it is difficult to maintain the existence of the body for a long time.

Lifting his head, the Nine-Mang Star Wizard Tower is close to his eyes ... Just hold on and hold on.

"boom--!"

A loud noise came from not far away, and the corpse broke out of the ruins of the ground like a geyser-under the continuous explosion and vibration, several weak pits in the sewer finally collapsed.

The dark-haired wizard who was in a trance disregarded it, continued to wield the sword as if he had not heard it, and gritted his teeth forward.

From head to toe, I can't feel a trace of strength;

The sight began to blur, and the sound near my ear was like an echo from another world.

"boom--------!!!!"

The dull thunder echoed through the sky, changing the color of the lead-grey sky, and crimson cirrocumulus churned in the air.

Loren, who barely closed his eyes, dragged his exhausted body, and the "dawn" sword in his hand began to become heavy.

But the heavier it is, the more powerful the feeling of waving it-as if the touch of this big sword should have been so.

That's right, it should have been a big sword that should be waved with both hands.

It was all influenced by the Valkyrie Brenhill ... what came with a spear and a big sword;

Ugh? Brunnhilde ...

The first queen of the empire, the dragon queen who took the dragon south ... seems to be also called Brunhild;

Would it be a coincidence, or ...

The energetic dark-haired wizard, his consciousness has begun to become messy, but it seems to be more sober than usual-just like drinking alcohol, messages that are not considered at all are also coming out of the brain.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh possible !!!!!!!!!"

The hoarse roar exploded, and Loren, who was suddenly "awakened", suddenly raised his head, and "Ugan", who was waving his broken sword, somehow stopped again on his own way.

Endless ...

But since here ... come on.

"come--!"

Carrying the big sword in both hands, because of fatigue, Loren's expression also became terrible, like a fierce beast traversing the tide-like "living dead" group and pounced on Eugen's figure.

At the next moment, the change suddenly started.

"boom--------!!!!"

In the loud noise, the flames descended from the sky; the black-haired wizard whose pupils shrank suddenly stopped, finally being able to escape the burnt coke.

In an instant, there was already a fire in front of me.

[Loren Turin-! 】

Suppressed by the angry voice, it exploded in the ear of the dark-haired wizard; the tired Loren quickly raised his eyes, and a crimson shadow passed quickly over his head.

This is ... Crimson Dragon, Grum? !

The flood-like dragon splattered down, and in the blink of an eye, the arc-shaped "fire wall" was like an unbreakable fortress, blocking all the "living dead" from the outside, only to hear their anger and tears Roar.

Under the blaze of flames, the Crimson Dragon fell to the ground and screamed in the sky.

[Quick, climb up, I will take you away! 】

"But over the wizard tower ..."

[All have been evacuated ... The blood sacrifice has been completed, almost no time! 】

The crimson dragon lowered the dragon's head violently, and his amber eyes contracted to stare at the dark-haired wizard:

[I destroyed several landing ships and supply ships of the elves. I can delay the time a little and take you safely outside the city to join your army! 】

[Loren Turin, you must live-this war is not over, we still have enemies to fight against, we still have hatred to vent! 】

[You must live and fight—defeat the invaders and avenge Aioliite! 】

[Revenge for Aioliite, Loren Turin! 】

Crimson dragons can't help but directly throw the tired black wizard on the spine; the wings spread, and the huge body jumped out of thin air.

Flying towards the sky, leaving only a small black shadow in the sky.

……………………

"La La La ... La La La ..."

In the empty nine-pointed star wizard tower, a childish and lovely minor sounded.

The elf girl Shira, who came out of nowhere, jumped up and down in the corridor of the wizard tower, with a naive and pure smile on her face, and walked toward the gate of the wizard tower that was directly in front of her.

At this time, the wizard tower was already empty, and even half of the figure could not be seen ... so, she deliberately waited until the Eboden defenders had evacuated before sneaking in.

The reason is very simple, because this is the headquarters of the imperial wizards, the nine-man star wizard tower.

This time Shiraz fully learned the last "learning", no longer thinking of being able to intercept the retreating Eboden garrison or assassinate a certain big figure, but placed the target on the important information left in the wizard tower.

Twenty days ... No matter how high their efficiency is, there must be left behind intelligence and information-according to the information collected by Midel, the "former imperial court second seat", the information here basically represents the empire in The highest achievement in wizarding.

Mastering these means mastering the key to defeating the empire.

Even if there are only a few words left, such merits are enough to make up for Shella ’s previous propositions and failures in the old castle ... Yes, even if the little prince claims to have "forgotten", he must not be regarded as a forget.

The comforting words of the head boss always think that you still have value to use;

In order to make his comfort really just "consolation", you have to continue to prove your worth.

"La La La ... La La La ... The lovely Shella is about to make another contribution soon!"

Standing happily in front of the door, the little fleshy hand pressed the door handle, and then pulled it hard.

"Squeak ~~~"

The heavy door opened in response, and some excited elf girls immediately rushed into the small head.

then……

"Which one are you?"

A happy smile stiffened on her small face.

The big, bewildering eyes stared at the opposite human teenager who was about the same size as himself, but wearing a large robe.

Well, why do you say "again"?

And such a scene seems to be familiar ...

"Me, are you talking about me?"

With an indifferent smile, the gentle boy looked back slowly, and the soft eyes even made the elf girl's heart warm: "Ah ... sorry, as the master here, I should have asked you first, Azores The elf lady. "

"But since you are asking questions, it would be too rude not to answer again." While speaking softly, the teenager turned to bow humbly:

"In Lower Lorenz Corona, the head of the veteran of the wizarding tower, and the governor of Eboden."

Ebden Archon?

"Deceptive!" The elf girl widened her eyes: "Don't think people don't know that the governor of Ebden is a white-bearded grandpa-your appearance and age are too convincing!"

Looking at the "I don't believe" Shiraz, Corona was quite calm, his hands folded in front of him.

"I can understand your thoughts, really-believe anyone who sees me for the first time ... or elves, will not believe it, but this is true." Corona said lightly: "As for My appearance is related to my research on the void. "

"To put it simply, what you are seeing is actually my state 130 years ago-through the use of the power of the void, I used the body as a coordinate and temporarily fixed it at that point in time."

Ok?

One hundred and thirty years ago? !

"Everything in the material world will have a natural birth, growth and aging process. We describe this process as time, and we set a standard of time based on ourselves." Corona, who has a gentle expression, is very patient Explained:

"But in the void, there is no concept of time and space ... So, I took advantage of this and found a way to" backtrack "time."

"Just by setting up a small coordinate, you can get everything back to the time when the coordinate was fixed-of course, to complete this requires a very large force, large enough to make me divine."

"So ... there is only one reason I stay here; only in this nine-pointed star wizard tower, my strength after opening the" valve "is enough to cover the whole city."

"Then, restore all the peculiar phenomena in the city to the ordinary and peaceful summer night 130 years ago."

"Do you understand this explanation?"

do not understand! totally do not understand!

A frightened elf girl shook her head desperately, and then quickly turned and ran away.

Only one thing she understood was that she would die if she didn't run away!

Behind him, Corona's fingers sounded.

"Why have you come again ... Shiraz, Shiraz will never dare to deal with the wizard again in the future-ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !!!

Looking at the figure of the elven girl running desperately, Corona smiled indifferently, and turned to the window, the figure of the dragon leaving.

Judging from the voice just now, Loren Turin ... he should have left?

What a shame, there were still many things that I wanted to tell him-about the future of wizards, about Emperor Eckhart II, that unspeakable plan ...

All ... no chance.

The polite Corona smiled helplessly, and the slightly immature face showed a very mature and nostalgic look.

Ebden, which is in dire straits in front of him ~ www.readwn.com ~ seems to have returned to the carnival night of the midsummer festival 130 years ago.

The young and ignorant Corona parents and sons ignorantly stepped into the gate of the wizard tower.

"You are the eldest son of the Corona family, Lorenz Corona ... that little genius who put forward the concept of" turning back in time "at the age of ten?"

The voice that had long been blurred in the memory still asked himself with a familiar, ridiculous tone.

"I am not a 'little genius', I am synonymous with 'genius'." Young Corona's eyes widened, a serious rebuttal of the voice: "And there is no" back in time ", that is" time and space " "Coordinates"-in terms you can understand, it is backtracking. "

"Okay, okay, what's your dream of" genius "Corona?" A familiar voice rang in Corona's ear.

"I ... don't have a dream." A sighing and memorable smile bloomed in the corner of Corona's mouth, and the vision of the already formed body of the evil **** was approaching toward the wizard tower:

"I only have one plan."