The Undead Team Stands on the Ark of Tomorrow

Obviously, she has been helped many times. Even when she was almost turned into a maggot due to too many rebirths, Sang spent all her energy to save her and brought her to the painting world where she can study and live with confidence.

But in the end she died of her own innocence, in that cruel way.

"It's not all because of you. I also had omissions in my thinking. The moment I found him and confirmed that he was mad, I should have killed him directly instead of sealing him."

He had hoped that she would face this trial when she was strong enough to overcome it and become a real strong person.

Besides, even if it is destined to be a tragic meeting and parting, he still hopes that Hazel will have the opportunity to meet his father once in his life.

But this wish, under the interference of fate, could not be realized after all.

He still failed the crystal old man's last request before going mad.

It's not just her who is naive, but also herself.

"Hazel, regretting the past won't change anything. If you missed it once, don't do it again the second time."

The corner of Sang's eyes swept somewhere, and after thinking for a while, he turned and went back to the room.

"The second life, you should think about it carefully."

Hazel listened quietly, the sound of heavy footsteps was contagious, and Mushroom came to her side.

"I'm sorry Mushroom, I'm always hurting you..."

The iron fist that could smash rocks with one punch loosened, and it patted her head clumsily, as if to comfort her and say she was fine.

relieved.

After calming down for a while, Hazel turned his head to look at a hidden corner, and spoke angrily.

"Have you heard enough? Missy."

Clinesid walked out of the darkness, pursed her lips and shook her head.

"I didn't want to hear this kind of tragedy that I don't know how to evaluate."

There was no sympathy in the tone, but it made Hazel feel relieved.

"Hmph, what a hard-hearted woman."

"Really? If you can be half as cruel as me, you won't die at the hands of your own father."

Ironic words, in normal times, Hazel might have already done it directly.

But at this moment, she did not make any rebuttals.

Clinesed walked straight up to her, holding the staff and looking at the bright moon in the sky.

"As Lord Sang said, don't run away from pain, think about it carefully, what went wrong."

"If you don't mind, you can also tell me. Don't worry, at least I will only laugh at you, and I will never pity you."

Hearing that was inhuman, Hazel gave her a savage look.

"If you dare to laugh, I'll knock your head off."

..............................

"Daniel, the corpse-spot conjurer, once gave birth to a daughter with the devil's deacon, and then disappeared into the painting world..."

With the information and intelligence collected over the years, she finally found the news about her father, the corpse-spotted conjurer Daniel.

At that time, Sang temporarily imprisoned herself, in order to suppress the coldness of the whole life, and had no time to take care of her movements.

During this gap time, after years of unremitting exploration, Hazel worked hard, followed the guidance of his own blood, and finally found a sealed platform in the entire painting.

At that time, she was very confident and believed that there was no risk in cooperating with mushrooms.

Untied the enchantment with the magic of light, and walked into the bottomless darkness.

In a dark, extremely smelly and dusty room, a figure chained to the wall by magic chains slowly raised its head after hearing footsteps.

Wearing the ancient costume of the Onuma conjurer, with a blindfold composed of bandages wrapped around the head, this is equipment that only the teacher can wear. It is said that the conjurers believe that after there is a covering cloth to block the excess light, , you can see the real magic flame.

Looking at the strange, but supposedly familiar figure, Hazel didn't know what to say for a while.

The cowardice of her childhood returned to her at this moment, as if she was afraid of being disturbed, she spoke to the man in a very thin voice.

"Father...I am...Hazel..."

The moment she heard her name, a scarlet light flashed through the gap in the blindfold, and then, weird, twisted and terrifying laughter kept ringing out.

The body that was already as stiff as ice and iron began to vibrate continuously, making a creaking sound like an engine.

"Hey hey hey hey hey..."

A strange flame exuding the smell of death burned on his body, and the rancid smell was even worse. An invisible pressure made the mushroom immediately step forward to block Hazel.

After hundreds of years of captivity, accompanied by wailing-like rage, the chains of magic power were severely torn apart along with the fallen flesh, and the eyes filled with madness looked at his only blood relative in the world.

"Oh... Hazel, my daughter, my hope, my... blood relative."

The corners of the mouth were slowly torn with stiff flesh and blood, and the dry palms stretched out longingly, and a flame full of death breath burned in the next moment.

"Give death for the fire."

Chapter 68: Spells to Send Spiritual Fire (10/11)

In the blink of an eye, the blazing fireball came head-on with the coldest killing intent.

And at that moment, Hazel hadn't even accepted that the first reaction of his father, whom he had never met, was to kill him.

But it doesn't matter, the mushroom shot.

The charged iron fist hit the blazing fireball head-on, and the flame burst instantly, and the chaotic flames burned a large area of ​​scorched marks on the tough body mixed with ancient wood cells.

At this moment, Hazel finally reacted.

"Father... what are you doing?"

The continuous short arrows of the flange quickly oppressed with the light of the pickaxe, but they did not have the ferocity of hunting and killing the dark spirit. They only oppressed and restricted their actions, and did not attack their vitals.

Daniel didn't respond to her question, and still let out a creepy laugh. The flames waved in the air and eroded the space, burning all the attacks directly.

If there is a conjurer from Onuma present, he will definitely show awe. His research and use of conjuration fire has obviously reached the highest level.

Hazel gritted his teeth, but still made the right decision.

"Mushroom, let's go!"

Quickly turned around and fled, quickly stepped up the stairs one by one, and came to the top platform.

Taking out a return bone fragment, she was planning to return directly.

But with the fiery fireball chasing from behind, she had to roll and give up the action for the time being.

Weird laughter followed by oppressive footsteps chasing after him, while Mushroom stood guard at the entrance of the passage, clenching his fists as he charged.

A cold killing intent flashed in the small eyes, but it was stopped by Hazel before it could strike.

"Mushroom, don't kill me! I still want to ask him about my mother."

"...Hahahaha...Mother?"

But at this time, Daniel's figure appeared earlier, and a stable fireball like a small sun slowly floated out.

This kind of spell, which she had seen in the smoke lake, was a spell commonly used by her mother's race, the devil's acolyte.

called—

Floating chaos.

In an instant, from the floating flames, several meteors of red fire rushed towards at a rapid speed.

As a last resort, Hazel raised the pickaxe, and the light made of crystals floated into the air.

The unique magic of the crystalline old man, the crystalline frost splits in the air, and collides with the flames like scattered frost, forming continuous bursts.

"What's the matter? Hazel, your mother is here, come, return to this warm flame."

He laughed wildly, and offered the spell formed by the death of his ugly partner to send the spiritual fire burning wantonly, but it was the madness and pain that could not be dispelled by hundreds of years of seals.

And looking at the flame, Hazel felt the kind death breath through the crown, and vaguely understood something.

"You gave your mother to..."

Say it's late, it's quick.

Daniel smiled ferociously, and the burning flames rushed towards his daughter like a swift cheetah, and the flames filled with the smell of death continued to follow.

"So, as long as you also enter the flames, our family will be together forever, Hazel! Hazel!! Come here!!!"

But before he approached, two pairs of giant hands had already held his embrace from behind. Even though the fiery flames of chaos were burning his arms, the huge force still firmly fixed Daniel in place, the guardian Still standing in the flames.

As the force continued to be applied, Daniel's arm began to deform at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the sound of bones breaking was visible to the naked eye.

And looking at her father who was completely mad, Hazel couldn't say anything anymore, she could only sigh helplessly, gritted her teeth, and smashed down the pickaxe in her hand, smashing the shoulders of Daniel's arms smash.

She didn't choose to hurt the killer like she did when she was a finger, but said in a pleading tone with some trepidation.

"Father, you lost... let's go back."

Putting away her weapon, she took out the returned bone fragment that she hadn't used before.

If I ask my senior brother, maybe I can find a way to change my father back to his original state.

In her eyes at the time, Sang was so omnipotent.

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Daniel, who had lost his arm, lowered his head slowly, the flames around him gradually went out, and his whole body began to shake non-stop, as if he was crying or laughing, like a ghost crying in the noise of the wind and snow.

For a moment, Hazel felt that she had gone too far, and she wanted to try to say something to her only remaining blood relative in the world.

But at this moment, she saw that Daniel's throat was slowly swelling, and the hot flames flashed past.

Oops!

Even though he understands most of the magic, Hazel doesn't understand the spells that are not in the same system at all.

She didn't know that not all spells needed hands as a medium.

Flame jetting, one of the oldest spells, is already a powerful spell known to only a few people.

Combined with the erosiveness of the magic spell to send spiritual fire, at such an extremely close distance, once she was hit in light armor, she would definitely die.

But before that, without hesitation, the mushroom quickly blocked Daniel's face, not only his arms, but his entire body was constantly burning under the impact of the chaotic fire.

"mushroom!"

A flash of worry and nostalgia flashed in the small eyes.

If it's a physical attack, even if it's a giant dragon's trample and collision, it can easily eat it with its excellent defense and resilience.

But the only thing is flame, as a plant, as the fire of chaos as the natural enemy of the race.

It is really helpless.

An extinct race still ends in extinction.

But it has no regrets.

Accompanied by the heavy sound of falling to the ground, the guardian who had accompanied Hazel almost all the years of his life finally fell down, and half of his head penetrated by the flames exuded an infuriating smell of burnt aroma.

"Ugh--"

She stared wide-eyed, staring at the mushrooms lying on the ground in a daze.

what……

How many times, how many times this silent figure has protected him along the way, how many mistakes and dangers, it has helped him.

But unexpectedly, it will fall in such a place.

Will die in the hands of his biological father?

Tears welled up in his eyes, and the pickaxe was thrown out forcefully, piercing Daniel's hot chest fiercely, and sending him flying.

Not only that, but the rain of arrows containing crystallized magic power shot continuously, and every flicker left a bright blood hole on the figure's body, making it even more riddled with holes.

She didn't stop until all the magic power was used up, and Hong Hong searched for the blood to flow to the soles of her feet. Looking at the mess all over the floor, she covered her face tremblingly.

"No... what have I done... no..."