The villainous lady just wants to clean herself up

Warren pinned his hopes on Moville.

however.

Moville's current state is very poor, and it can even be said that he is in a life crisis.

The terrifying power of space destroyed his body, as if a black hole had opened in his body, all the magic power and vitality were constantly passing away, and even the soul seemed to be torn apart bit by bit.

Realizing that his time was running out, Moville increased his speed to the extreme, and after Sileuf beside him felt dizzy for a while, he came to a dim ancient altar.

The ominous atmosphere around her made her feel kind, and it was obvious that this was the "Holy Land" that black mages yearned for.

Although she didn't know what Moville was planning to do with her here, Siliufu still didn't act rashly.

She could sense that Elena's attack had caused serious injuries to Moville.

In other words... even if Moville wanted to do something to her... she should be able to escape...

With this thought in mind, Siliufu grasped the Carol doll on his chest, and his heartbeat gradually became calmer.

In a blink of an eye, Moville walked to the top of the altar with her.

Looking up, Siliufu realized that this place... seemed to be a cemetery, and the dry forest in the distance was filled with countless tombstones.

Before Sileuf could continue to think deeply, Moville beside him took out a strange-looking utensil.

Immediately afterwards, he placed the utensil in the center of the altar, and at the same time began to say an obscure incantation.

Siliufu couldn't understand, but for some reason, her body trembled inexplicably, as if some abyssal monster was staring at her, making every cell in her body involuntarily fear.

What the hell is that...

While Siliufu was thinking wildly, Carol, who was hiding in her clothes, was rarely serious.

If I remember correctly, Moville's purpose is to restore the glory of black magic.

For this reason, he plans to use a large number of souls and the blood created in Siliuf's body to resurrect the ancient black magicians, as well as the legendary god of black magicians!

At this stage, once he succeeds, no one in the entire magic world will be able to resist the rise of black magic, and at that time, it may cause the whole world to suffer.

but...

He didn't succeed in the original book, and now facing a daughter of destiny and a villain of destiny, it is even more impossible for him to succeed.

Of course, the will of the world is not that simple, or the original author did not intend to let Siliufu solve this matter so smoothly.

So while she managed to survive Movilel's clutches, the ancient mages were resurrected.

And the God of Black Mage even took Moville as a sacrifice, and successfully descended into this era in an incomplete form.

Recalling these plots, Carroll couldn't help thinking, should he just destroy their plan?

In this way...the follow-up should not trigger various black mage incidents...

But if you think about it carefully, if this kind of thing that can affect the world structure is gone, won't it really cause other emergencies?

Thinking of this, Carol felt that she might as well not make extra troubles, so as to at least be able to control the future development.

In the final analysis, she was not supposed to be involved in this incident. The reason why she came here now was just to "play" with her sister.

So don’t forget your original intention! ! !

Besides, now she has Angelina in her hand.

As long as you attack Siliufu again, who else in this world can threaten her!

Isabella?

She's just a mere reborn daughter of destiny.

Even if she really planned to do something to her, she didn't have to do anything, just close the door and let Angelina go, that was enough to send her away.

As the thoughts fell in his mind, Moville's spell was soon finished, and the whole altar began to shake, and a strange black light flickered, covering them all like a hood in an instant.

The souls in the equipment also began to pour out continuously, howling crazily in the altar, like a scene of hell.

Although these souls did not attack, Siliufu couldn't help gathering the magic power in his body, ready to deal with it at any time.

Carol could feel that her lovely sister panicked again.

If she jumped out and stood in front of her to protect her at this time...she should feel extremely at ease...

but...

not enough...

This kind of panic is still too little...

That's not exciting enough at all...

At the very least, you have to despair first, right?

Otherwise...how could your sister's handsome figure be deeply engraved in your heart?

While thinking about it, Carol buried her face in Sirius' heart, and began to look forward to... her desperate look...

Chapter 110 Fall in love with me~ My stupid sister~

Moville didn't keep Carol waiting, nor did he keep Siliuf waiting.

When the ceremony completely started, he slowly turned around and looked at Siliufu, his indifferent eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person, which made all the hairs on Siliufu's body stand on end.

Without the slightest hesitation, two different kinds of black magic instantly bloomed on the wand in her hand.

Super Spiritual Magic——[Nun's Asylum]

Super Curse Magic——[Echoes from Hell]

The magic of one defense and one attack shows Siliufu's wonderful adaptability and manipulation of magic power.

It wasn't until this moment that Carol realized that this girl seemed to be performing very well when facing enemies other than her.

It's a pity that her enemy this time is the strongest black magician in this era, and one of the figures standing at the top of the monarch.

Not to mention the super-level curse magic, even if it is the monarch level, Moville has countless ways to deal with it.

He didn't even bother to talk nonsense with Sirius, but directly ignored the curse that was enough to drive a super magician into madness, raised the skeleton wand, and condensed the little magic power left.

Monarch Spiritual Magic——[Fallen World]

The next moment, invisible energy broke through Sileuf's defense, and [Nun's Asylum] couldn't defend against Moville's attack at all, but in the blink of an eye, Sileuf's consciousness fell into an endless abyss.

Whether it is sight, hearing, smell, etc., all senses are deprived.

In this dark space, the only thing Siliufu can understand is one thing...

she may be dying...

This is the instinct of survival constantly reminding her.

The magic power in the body began to surge, the flow of blood also accelerated, and even the heart became restless.

However, despite this, Siliufu still failed to recover from this negative state, and even had an idea involuntarily.

Actually... it doesn't matter if you die like this...

It's a pity though... I didn't get to spend time with my older sister who turned into a doll...

But...my sister is gone...killed by myself...

Then... why do you continue to live in this world... There is no point in living anymore...

Thinking of this, Siliufu's expression changed, from dull at first, to lonely later, and finally a relieved smile.

She completely lost the desire to survive, just thinking about...

Sister...I'm here to accompany you...

Then, a large amount of foreign magic power suddenly poured into the heart, awakening her body functions in an instant.

At the same time, Siliufu also felt that his jelly candy was twisted hard by something, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

"Ah~!"

It was a scream of pain and joy, with a hint of shyness in the tone, as if a numbing electric current started from Siliufu's heart, passed through her whole body, and finally flowed to her brain nerves.

what happened! ?

Siliufu's beautiful eyes were wide open, his eyes were full of disbelief, and his fair and pretty face was still involuntarily flushed with intoxicating blush under the stimulation.

She had no time to think, though, because Moville decisively swung his wand again after seeing her inexplicably recover.

Super Spiritual Magic——[The Swan Song of the Weeping Banshee]

As the magic took shape, terrifying screams resounded from the entire altar, and the souls wandering in the air also let out shrill screams.

Siliufu instinctively covered himself with black mist, and under the pull of foreign magic power, he barely blocked this terrifying mental attack.

At the same time, she finally had time to observe her own state.

First of all, the most obvious thing is the quintessential magical power that has been refined countless times into the body.

Where did this... come from?

Sirius was full of question marks.

But soon she remembered... It seemed that it had been forced through her heart during the period when she was unconscious.

and many more...

The thing on the heart...isn't it the older sister who turned into a doll! ! !

Realizing this, Siliufu completely doubted life.

She couldn't believe it belonged to Carol's magic, but there was no other possibility except Carol's.

Could it be that...my sister is not dead at all! ?

She really wants to be her doll willingly...does she silently protect herself like she is now...

how is it possible...it can't be true...

Siliufu wanted to escape from reality again, but this time, she couldn't dodge, because her body would not lie, and on that hardened jelly candy... she could still clearly feel the "treatment" she had suffered before. "...

The doll sister definitely moved...

And did...that kind of thing to her...

Thinking of this, Siliufu was extremely ashamed and indignant for some reason, wishing to take out the Carol doll from inside on the spot, then throw it directly to the ground, and then ruthlessly trample it with her jade feet.

It's a pity that she doesn't have the time at all, and Moville's next super-level black magic has already come one after another.

The gloomy blue will-o'-the-wisp directly ignites her black mist, and Siliufu can only be forced to cut off the connection of the black mist, and use the space ring to teleport herself to the side.

Immediately afterwards, Siliufu flew towards the edge of the altar without looking back, intending to forcibly break through the barrier.

She obviously thought about dying like this just a second ago, but now she doesn't want to die at all.

Because... my sister might still be alive...

And I hope she survives...

So... don't die...

As the will in his heart became firmer, Siliufu's eyes became more serious than ever.

In just one breath, she condensed terrifying magic power, and then transformed into a [-]-meter-high black snake, slamming into the barrier of the altar.

"boom!!!"

There was a deafening crash, and countless souls became much dimmer under the fluctuation.

however.

When all the dust settled, Siliufu opened his eyes wide again.

This enchantment is...not moving at all...

"Don't waste your time."

Moville's voice came from under the altar, and when Siliufu turned around, he realized that this guy had passed through her black snake defense and came behind her.

"go to hell."

A voice without emotional fluctuations echoed in my ears, and time seemed to have become extremely slow at this moment.

Sileuf just looked at it in despair...the skeleton wand in Moville's hand...slowly waved towards her...