The Endless Shuttle

The only relief is that the huge sound and firelight erupted before the destruction of the workshop. When most people in the city were attracted by the burning mountains, few people noticed the Dumo in Weiyuanchuan. Shizuku Hotel, this also means that there will be no irrelevant people to interrupt the battle in a short period of time.

Not far from the hotel, below the river bank, the remnants of Clnoe brigade gathered.

A female magician helped Lorelia. Marshal Demon Road was injured by the aftermath of the explosion. The shredded stones are shredded by the terrible impetus. Magic protection is no easier than shredding a piece of paper. Although she has already done emergency treatment, it will be very difficult in a short time. There is more combat effectiveness.

"Your Excellency Bathermelo, you need a more comprehensive treatment, just relying on healing magic..."

"Those are irrelevant!"

In the severe pain, Lorelei's tone was quite rough.

She pushed the female magician away and stood up.

"Disperse! A team of three people monitors the center of the explosion, and tells me whenever there is a vision. If you find a black-haired man, don't act rashly...Um!"

"Player, Yu suggested that you don't move around and take a break."

Contrary to Lorelei's eager attitude, Nero sat relaxed on a rock by the river. She was in good shape and looked like a crimson Venus in the moonlight. She was so beautiful.

Unlike the conservative Altria, Nero, who has a similar appearance, does not hide his feminine side at all, and is even proud of it.

"We have done everything we can, the liberation of the treasures, the formation of positions, and the superiority in numbers. If this is not enough to kill him, I can hardly think of any good way."

"So Caster, do you mean that if he doesn't die, we'll just wait and die?"

"Of course not." Nero looked at the starry sky and said in a flat tone: "The player still has a magic spell, right? When something like that really happens, use it as an increase. Anyway, it's just the end of the battle. Yu has long been used to it. Although the elegy of the challenge and failure is regrettable, it still has the feeling of "art" enough, which is not bad. "

She was a dead person, came to the world as a follower, pursuing her wish. Even if the enemy is so powerful that it is desperate, Nero will not discredit the crown of the "Roman Emperor" and fight to death.

The only thing that can beat her psychologically is the indifference and spurn of the Roman citizens that evening.

The others are not worth mentioning at all.

Hearing Nero said this, Lorelei's expression was blank at first, and then relieved.

"It's true..."

The awakening of death, she had already had it when she made the decision to face the gods.

Lorelia touched her collarbone, where the Bathmelo family inherited the thousand-year magic engraving.

...If the situation really develops to the worst, I hope I can have a complete body by then. In this case, the honor of the Bathmelo family will not be lost in his own hands.

As time went by, while the magic was healing Lorelia's body, it was also constantly adjusting her vitality, making her weaker and almost drowsy.

"Marshal... Your Excellency..."

"!"

The sudden weak voice awakened Loreliya, she stood up suddenly and looked behind.

On the subordinates she had just sent out, the skin was decorated with black spots that shouldn't exist. His pupils were full of bloodshot eyes, and he walked towards Lorelia with a sloppy pace.

But unfortunately, the diseased left leg could not support him to cross this last point of distance. The torture of the virus has brought the magician to the limit.

——Puff through.

After a muffled sound, he fell to the ground and said in a weak voice.

"...Skeleton...vines...don't touch those vines...very poisonous...Your Excellency Marshal...please save me...the gods..."

Before the sporadic words were finished, the magician swallowed one last breath.

When Loreliya recovered and wanted to touch the deceased magician, Nero's hand that had just reached halfway was tightly grasped.

"Don't touch it, it was poisoned." Nero explained.

Lorelia was silent for a while, and sighed in frustration.

"... Didn't it succeed?"

"Um."

The crimson magic gathered, and Nero picked up the original fire of her love sword again.

"Such an explosion cannot guarantee survival even in its heyday. I didn't expect to be able to launch a counterattack... the guys who can be called gods are really exaggerated."

The person who was sent out for observation was killed in such a strange way, except for the black-haired **** who still doesn't know the depth, I am afraid there is no one else.

This also represents the complete failure of Lorelei and Nero.

——The worst has come.

"I have done so much and even surpassed my limit, the final result still did not happen a miracle..."

"Do you want to run away, player?"

Nero tilted his head and looked at the millet-haired woman.

"For the sake of getting along well, Yu can desperately block the terrifying military **** for Qing, so that the musicians can have time to complete the city... Be careful!"

As soon as the Empress of Rome was halfway through, Lorelei was suddenly pushed back.

What followed was a loud bang of metal.

"Just after saying "I can't even hurt me", he gave me a big gift. It's pretty good, and I'm a bit stunned by you. "

"Wellers Lana...Rope..."

Loreliya said with difficulty the name that had become her nightmare.

On the river bank, the familiar black-haired youth stood there, his clothes as bright as new. But at the neckline, one can clearly see a scar that is constantly recovering. Under the high magic resistance and the body of steel, even if it is a closed magic blast, it will only cause him damage.

However, for Nero at this moment, the eye-catching is not a god, but another existence standing beside him.

The strange skeleton human form, the scarlet eye socket is cold and bitterly malicious. The white vines that grew from it were as hard as metal, and pierced fiercely on the blade of Nero.

"hateful……"

The girl gritted her teeth, struggling to support the original fire.

Having lost the blessing of the Tower of Babel, her muscle strength has returned to a mediocre "D" level, completely unable to support her weak body to fight, and the hidden headache of headache prevented the launch of the "Golden Theater of Singing".

The room leak happened to be rainy night, so this is the case.

Just as Nero was about to use "Magic Release" to forcibly burn the annoying vine, she was heavily nailed to the ground with the slight sound of torn flesh and blood.

"...Woo!" Nero spat out a mouthful of blood.