The walker from Xingyue, Demon King Rimuru!

Ah... that is to say...

Limulu gritted her teeth, slowly climbed up while leaning on the wall under Fufu's worried eyes, and tried to walk outside step by step.

Fufu can only erase the human-like part of me, right?

"Yes, although in your memory you are a descendant of the Tempest family, a hybrid of humans and fantasy species, but in fact, in my knowledge, whether it is physical immunity or super-speed regeneration, they all belong to Sly Mu physique is right, fundamentally speaking, there may be only a trace of human blood and human soul in your body... As for the body, I am afraid that it has already completely belonged to the slime."

That... is good news.

Limulu gritted his teeth. Fufu's obliteration was more serious than he imagined. It was so serious that the constantly collapsing mimic cells had seriously exhausted his body functions in just a few seconds. It can be said that he is now almost an uninterrupted Mimicry, the process of mimicry must be repeated every moment and every second to ensure that one's body will not lose its function due to cell collapse.

Without the computer-like calculation performance of the great sage, if Limuru came by himself, just maintaining this mimicry would be enough to burn his brain.

Although he can rely on the slime form to avoid this kind of damage, to be honest, the slime form is his existence as a hole card. In his mind, he doesn't want to be exposed to other magicians so early. In his eyes, and this is not conducive to his status - being able to turn into a slime means that it has been separated from human beings in essence and exists as a phantom species, which will cause him to be repulsive in the eyes of human beings. Increase!

Seeing this scene, Fufu suddenly regretted listening to Limuru's words. It struggled for a while, but finally couldn't help it. When it was going to rescue Limuru, four or five silver mercury blades swished Swish and shoot at it continuously, forcing back and blocking the road at the same time.

Chapter 065, Where there is a sunrise, there will be a sunset, this is the eternal law of the world.

The white hound quickly jumped back, kicking its limbs on the wall beside it, leaving a few cracked spider web marks, followed by a sharp silver-white blade—Boom!boom!boom!

The rhythmic blows followed one after another, forcing it back step by step, before slowly shrinking back, forming a water bladder-shaped self-discipline magic dress floating in midair.

"Cough...cough, I didn't expect..." Seeing this scene, Limulu leaned on the wall and showed a wry smile: "It will be you..."

"Hmph, why, the person who came to rescue you was not Archelot, are you disappointed?" Hearing Limulu's weak voice, a familiar was hovering in the sky, and Kenneth's voice could be heard clearly. Rumored: "However, now is not the time to be disappointed, Your Excellency Rimuru."

After the sound fell, the moon marrow spiritual liquid slowly moved to Limulu's side, and began to spread rapidly, revealing a bottle of potion inside, Kenneth said: "Drink it."

Without hesitation, Limulu picked up the shake and poured it into his mouth with all his strength, then asked weakly: "What is this..."

"The necrotic potion of the Tombstone School." Kenneth said indifferently. At the same time, after he quickly manipulated the moon marrow spiritual liquid to open his defense again, Fufu narrowed his eyes and licked his paw.

"Undead?" Limulu raised his hand, looking at the gradually pale skin, slightly dazed.

"It can turn you into a living corpse in a short period of time—considering your anti-magic power, it can last for about 10 minutes, right?" Kenneth continued as if seeing Limuru's astonishment Said: "It will make your body inactive, you will not feel pain and will not lose function, and it will not have fatal injuries, even if you only have one mouth, you can kill the opponent-but when the effect ends, if you Without effective treatment, damn or die."

"Although Archelot may have better potions that can save you, but obviously if she knows that it is not a good choice, I can only wrong you and use my few stocks for the time being. "

The heart stopped beating gradually, and the blood was no longer circulating... Limulu was shocked to find that when all the cells lost their activity, the will to collapse seemed to disappear along with the activity... Or, the collapse was still going on, but Limulu Mulu couldn't feel it at all.

Strong effect... Is this... a potion?

Feeling that the body was recovering more and more, and there seemed to be no problem in a short period of time, Limulu suddenly understood at a deep level why a well-prepared magician is almost invincible.

Even a primate killer, a powerful magician who is fully prepared, can directly and easily destroy the opponent's most powerful ability!

As for why Kenneth had the potion with such an effect, Limulu was not surprised. After all, Necronomicon was also one of the three major branches of Spiritualism.

Seeing that Limulu was out of danger, the familiar demon hovering in the sky slowly landed on the wall on Limulu's side, and turned to face the ancestor of the Dead Apostles who was squatting quietly beside him: "According to the church According to the shared information, although I don't know how long the opponent's ability lasts, but it is impossible to release the same person a second time in a short period of time, so if the time is short enough..."

"Interesting Fu, do you think I will be defeated by a guy who can only hide his head and show his tail?"

Hearing this, Fufu, who was relieved to see Limulu back to normal, pretended to be arrogant and said: "Even if the so-called potion is really useful as you said, it will only delay your death. , Abandoning the "dead" body for a short time to fight forcefully, in my opinion, it is just a dying struggle. "

"Indeed, but if you can be buried with this dying struggle, it is also a good choice." Kenneth sneered, and dozens of sprites slowly crawled out from the surrounding shadows roaring, causing Fufu to take a slight step back. : "For human beings, you have absolute killing power, so what about evil spirits?"

"Fu..." Fufu showed her sharp fangs coldly, but remained silent—it didn't care much about these evil spirits, but its mission had been completed, and now it was thinking instead. How did you end up retreating, showing weakness to the enemy?But due to its arrogance, it still has some entanglements in its heart——

If it can, it wants to directly kill this magician whose tone is extremely uncomfortable. Anyway, he has already given the potion to Limuru, and it is useless, but no matter how it searches for the opponent's location, it can't After getting effective feedback and recognition, the other party obviously used some kind of concealed magic or even positional deployment, using caution and insidiousness to the extreme.

And at this time, Limulu glanced at Kenneth's familiar, looked at the evil spirits and moon marrow liquid that hadn't taken the initiative to attack, probably guessed what Kenneth was thinking, and chuckled in his heart knowing that it was time for him to appear .

He can clearly perceive Kenneth's position. Although the other party has arranged a lot of concealment magic considering that the Dead Apostles should be sentient beings, they cannot hide the fact that Limulu, who wrapped the entire Cornwall in thick fog, and great sages.

But obviously, at least in Limulu's heart, Kenneth shouldn't die here——

"Ahem..." Although necromancy made all the discomfort in his body disappear, the feedback from the cold body made him feel a little uncomfortable: "How about we take a step back?"

"Fu?" Fufu turned her head in doubt, and heard Limulu chuckle slightly, spread her hands and said: "Although it is indeed great to help the association eradicate an enemy at this time, it is indeed great to help the association eradicate an enemy, but as expected, compared to Merit, I still care more about my own life, can you understand? Your Excellency Kenneth."

"Of course." Hearing this, Kenneth's familiar nodded lightly: "I am only responsible for supporting your existence. You are still the captain of this army, and you have the right to make decisions, Your Excellency Limulu."

In the final analysis, traditional magicians are roughly divided into two factions as the existence of rampant egoism. One is the most traditional family-type magician like him among the twelve families, similar to Tohsaka Tokiomi. On the road of pursuing the magic way, the honor and family lineage of the magician are also very important, so he did not hesitate to give up his life for this.

And the other is like Matou Zouken or Cimia. The former will do anything to pursue his ideals, while the latter will not hesitate to transform himself into one of the 27 ancestors of the dead in order to pursue his own ideals. They all have One thing in common is that... family lineage and honor are not important to them, because in their view, only by being alive can they continue to pursue what they want to pursue, and thus regard life as more important than everything else, even living The reason for going down can be ranked second, which can be regarded as a kind of alternative extreme egoism.

There are not a few magicians who hold this kind of thinking, and they can even be called one of the mainstream, but as long as the purpose of living is to pursue the highest magic path and root, they still belong to the "right path" .

Therefore, he understood Limulu's thoughts. Although the potion of the tombstone faction is powerful, this kind of potion that can forcibly delay fatal injuries is expensive and difficult to make. It will produce drug resistance, no matter how many potions he has, the effect will completely disappear after taking it three times at most.

This is the common sense of all magicians. He believes that Limuru will not be ignorant, so although he is strong, he has already reminded Limuru that he did not let the evil spirit do it. In fact, his idea is mainly to retreat. It's just that as a support staff, pure dew cowardice will only make the hound chase without scruples—but fortunately, Limuru didn't let him down, and cooperated very well.

"Then, Your Excellency the Primate Killer." Upon hearing this, Limulu turned to Fufu and said calmly, "If I'm not mistaken, your order is only to stop us, right? Although killing is the best choice, but... ...In the face of two monarchs, do you really want us to die?"

"..."

"I still have 15 minutes." Limulu smiled lightly: "And the sound of fighting in the distance tells me that our troops should have started to attack. At this time, can you still call for backup? I admit that you may be able to Stop my retreat, force me to prevent me from receiving treatment within 15 minutes, but... I can also guarantee that I can drag you to be buried with me—"

"You're threatening me..."

"I just want to live—and even if I receive treatment, I won't be able to return to the battlefield in a short time... But you can immediately be released and go to the frontal battlefield. Where can your abilities be brought into full play? Need me to remind you?"

"Fu..." Hearing this, Fufu narrowed her eyes. If she didn't know that the other party was acting, she would have felt that she was about to be convinced...

It's no wonder that my master was so deceived by him...but... let yourself go to the frontal battlefield to pit your companions, this damn bastard...is he really standing on a human standpoint? !

It was silent for a moment, and it nodded when Limuru's words were almost ready, then glanced indifferently at the mercury liquid floating up and down, and slowly retreated into the shadows. For a moment, the surrounding dead disciples also slowly receded, and when the bloody atmosphere gradually dissipated, Limuru breathed a sigh of relief, leaned against the wall and fell to the ground with a bang——

"That's right... I thought I had to fight." Kenneth's faint voice came, with a slight smile: "It's just your remarks that really discredited you, professor."

"I'm just making the most effective speech." Limulu said weakly: "Are you sure it's gone? You have to be careful, it doesn't necessarily have to go to the frontal battlefield, or it may come to you..."

"I know, my familiar is on alert—"

"Also, you have to remind the old men, don't let the magician on the frontal battlefield charge too fast... I can see that its ability consumes a lot of stamina, just let the people of the church die to wear down its stamina. Anyway, there are so many people in the church..." Limulu leaned against the wall, looked at the familiar who quickly approached and the moon marrow spiritual liquid that helped her up, and continued like a mother-in-law: "Your potion can really last for 10 days. minute?"

"Of course it's fake." Kenneth's voice came from the familiar, and he snorted softly, "Is it as long as 5 minutes? I thought your anti-magic power would lose its effect in about 3 minutes."

After finishing speaking, the familiar handed over another potion and said, "This is the last one, within 3 minutes, I hope we can hurry back—"

"As long as you don't meet other ancestors, you should be fine..." Limulu drank the potion again, then barely stood up and followed the evil spirits who opened the way, and suddenly said: "Where are the magicians who came with me?" ?”

"Did you talk so much when you were about to die?" Hearing this, Kenneth replied dissatisfied, but his tone became low: "When I came here, I only met a priest who died frequently and two magicians. , and others... sorry."

"...Ah, is that so?" Limuru said helplessly after hearing that, "There's no other way—"

After the words fell, both of them fell silent, and there was no sound. Kenneth needed to concentrate on guarding his surroundings while remotely manipulating the moon marrow liquid and evil spirits to clear away the living corpses and ghouls attacking around him, while Lim Lu, but it was purely because of her increasingly weak body and the emotion of being involved in the drama.

Since the maximum performance range of Kenneth's moon marrow liquid cannot be too far away, Limulu only followed the moon marrow liquid a few hundred meters away to see Kenneth who had put away his position and was about to retreat. Seeing him standing upright as always, on top of the German-style windbreaker, there is still a sharp lemon head...and a tall chin, which is used to look at people.

At the same time seeing this figure, Limuru also felt relieved—the more he knows about the monarch, the more he understands the strength and fear of the monarch, so Limuru has long since stopped because of the director in the original book. Pulling the hips and despising the other party, but sincerely feeling at ease-the plan should be fine, this clone can definitely be taken back by the other party safely!

So, he simply made a fake show, tilted his head, and passed out directly.

"Great sage, stay conscious to deal with the functions of this body, don't really die..."

"learn!"

The next moment, Limulu's consciousness shifted in an instant. When he opened his eyes, he saw a ruined church burning, with blood, severed limbs and corpses all around.

In the turbulence, the blue dumpling vaguely heard the deep voice of the other party.

"Are you here? How is it over there?"

"Fortunately, the church attacked." Limulu responded, he raised his eyes and looked at the owner of the voice, the tall and mighty white-haired White Winged Lord: "Where is this side?"

"There was almost no decent resistance." Bai Yigong dragged a gorgeous epee, and slowly sat on the church, just like his throne: "Waiting for the next dawn, the whole of Austria will not be in the same place." Any Church and Proctor."

"Yes." Limulu nodded: "I will try to delay until the next dawn."

In the darkness of night, the endless army of dead apostles is galloping across the raging plain, and the overwhelming vampires are sweeping one town after another, cities and villages under the bloody moonlight...

As Bai Yigong said, when the sun rises in one area, the sun sets in another area.

This is the world, the eternal law.

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PS: Yesterday’s chapter was wrong...but it should be okay ╮(╯_╰)╭

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Chapter 066, the so-called emergency on the front line

After checking the situation on Bai Wing Gong's side, Li Mulu didn't stay too long. After all, what Bai Wing Gong left on his side was nothing more than a split body that acted as a familiar. Much can't affect the situation in Austria. On the contrary, the Cornwall peninsula is his biggest stage.

But when Limulu regained consciousness completely and returned to the main body, she could still feel waves of weakness coming from the depths of her body. Even though she had cut off the link with the clone as much as possible, Fufu's ability was still a little Did it affect the body?

"They have broken through the edge of Cornwall, Leviathan." There was a touch of worry in the pleasant voice, Limuru opened his eyes, and saw Elte Luqi standing in front of him at some point , looking at him with blood red eyes: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Limulu took a deep breath, stood up and said, "Is it so fast? I know that nearly 50 living corpses and ghouls can't stop the elite, but even [-] to [-] church troops can't stop them." live?"

"The living corpses are better. The frenzied ghouls can't even fight in an orderly manner. The hills in Cornwall are rampant, which is not suitable for siege tactics at all. What's more... the familiar tactics of the Magic Association are also very troublesome. The Lord of the Sand is enough to wipe out tens of thousands of ghouls." Eltruchi said softly, "Do I need to release the elites under my command? Those tens of thousands of ordinary people transformed into dead apostles are probably not as good as these hundreds of thousands of beasts .”

"Where is Bai Yigong? He didn't think about it, did he?"

"Probably not... At least in such a critical battle, he will never lose his mind and take more risks." After speaking, Limulu turned around, his eyes under the mask were dyed scarlet, Under the white knight uniform, apart from the petite body and the blue and silver hair, there is no similarity at all: "Let's go, it's about time to go out and have a look, Your Highness has been holding back for a long time, right?"

"Oh, by the way, send a familiar to the canyon behind... to see if Feim is dead or not, and if he is not dead, let him come back quickly—his castle doll is still quite useful in terms of warfare."

The Cornwall peninsula is bordered by the English Channel in the south and the Celtic Sea in the north. It faces Wales across the sea and is only connected to the inland in the northeast direction. This has led to the only positive pressure on the Dead Apostles in this direction—— But because of this, the positive pressure is also the greatest, because not only the attack from the church, but also the pressure from London.

You know, the reason why Cornwall is occupied is to slap London in the face precisely because London is... really close to Cornwall.

According to Limulu's guess at the beginning, the Magic Association probably divided Cornwall into three offensive areas, namely the sea landing on the north coast and frontal suppression, and the last area was the double-teaming from the rear of the English Channel. Cut off their offensive.

As for Limulu, who has already reduced Cornwall to a dead zone, he doesn't care about the threat of side attack or invasion. After all, even if they come in, what they can eliminate is the ghouls and living corpses all over the mountains and plains. , and the more than 3 dead disciples that Limuru seems to value.

But no matter what, when they completely invade the hinterland of the peninsula, they will definitely notice this and react to it—this is not what Limulu wants to see.

And so far, Kotomine Kirei is the only one who has sneaked into the city and survived until now, and is probably aware of the truth, and he is still under the order of Her Highness Alteluchi.

On the whole, there seemed to be no mistakes, but even so, Rimuru still felt uneasy and felt that she had forgotten something.

Therefore, he planned to attack in advance instead of silently continuing to act as the devil in the castle.

The bright red crescent moon shines on the earth, and the dark red light shines on the sea surface, reflecting red ripples. Suddenly, Limulu, who was silently flying behind Erte Luqi, suddenly said: "Speaking of which, are vampires Can you use magic to create blood?"

"If you can use magic to create blood, do the dead still need to look for blood suckers everywhere?" Hearing this, Erte Luqi rolled her eyes in a rare way, and asked again: "Are you really okay? I feel that your brain They were all burned."

"I'm not talking about the kind of blood that can be transformed into magic power and vitality, and contains a great source." Limulu pointed to the red waves rolling on the sea: "I mean the kind that is similar to materialization, An attack method made purely with magic power?"

"There are, but they are generally similar to the inherent enchantment, which is caused by the erosion and distortion of the world. You are a magician, and you should know that the essence of magic is distortion."

"Then can you make it on a large scale?" Limulu asked, and saw Erte Luqi silent for a moment and said: "Yes, but it requires me to completely release my power... What do you want to do?"

Hearing this, Limulu pointed to the slowly advancing large troops fighting together in the distance above the dimly lit horizon. In front of them, various church spells that made the holy light shine With the blessing of the sacred chanting class, they kill everywhere.

"I want to make them more difficult. This is also one of my grasps in dealing with them. That is my super high reserve of magic power and the talent to draw magic power from battle." Limulu condensed a little water humanely : "But if I use water, it is easy to expose myself, so blood is my best camouflage. Although there is no shortage of blood on the battlefield, it is obviously too little now."

Every pounce of ghouls and living corpses can't even cause the slightest damage to the performers and nuns. Even if they succeed by relying on numbers, the healing magic will catch up with them in an instant and heal them—even if they are used continuously The quantity can grind them to death, but the consumption of enhanced magic is relatively low, not to mention that the other party also has the support of the magic potion and magic furnace of the Magic Association.

The strength of the own army was somewhat beyond Limuru's expectations. In other words, Limuru really overestimated these low-quality troops transformed from ordinary people, which led to a slight deviation in the situation on the battlefield. Limuru didn't like it. This kind of deviation, so he intends to add some troops, at least, it must also play a role in estimation.

"But in that case, I have liberated my strength. Wouldn't it be better to use a big move?" Elt Lucy clapped her hands. You know, it may cost hundreds of millions to train with an alchemist to get 500 worth of gold. The cost of magic is the same as magic, magic is magic at first, and the essence of magic is to achieve miracles that are impossible for human beings through twisting. Although most of them can be achieved in different ways today, the essence has not changed—— Magician’s Familiar Many and powerful, because they borrowed magic furnaces and even various materials, essentially using magic to transform foreign objects into tools that can be used.

And if Limulu directly uses water to release a large amount of water body or form a familiar, it is not a problem, but if she needs to twist the magic power into blood first, and then give him the second stage of casting to become a familiar... That is equivalent to using several times the price to accomplish a goal. In Elt Lucy's view, this is obviously not worth the candle.

Limuru naturally understands this truth, so after hearing Elte Lucy's answer, he quickly rejected the plan to let Elte Lucy liberate her power, because Cornwall is not a place where people need to die. , and it's too close to London, and there are too many magicians... It's really serious, let's not say that they won't fight, let's say that the opponent is defeated, and they still have a way to retreat with their backs in London , which is totally inconsistent with Limuru's idea.

The preparations for the Magic Association will become more and more abundant as time goes by, and the church is only the advance troops of Western Europe on the frontal battlefield... However, just like Lord Bai Wing when he heard the hesitation of the two Western Europeans, both of them understood the importance of death. What gangsters are really threatening, and the most powerful force of the Magic Association, is in the southeastern region of Europe, Britain, France and Germany in Western Europe, and that is completely dominated by the Magic Association!

It's useless for the church to hide troops, obviously intending to cut off Limuru's retreat, but why not Limulu?

After White Wing Lord completely cleaned up Austria, he turned around and marched westward from Germany. It is still uncertain who will cut whose back.

Therefore, Limuru hesitated for a moment, silently perceiving the situation on the battlefield in the dense fog, looking at the sparse bloodstains scattered on the ground, most of which were bloodstains from dead apostles and living corpses... Finally, he was indifferent He looked out at the ghouls who were still crawling and screaming in the mountains outside.

"Then that's all there is to it."

"Huh?" Erte Luqi raised her head slightly, and saw Limulu gently raised her hand, accompanied by his raised hand, and the clear liquid slowly oozing out from the ground. They rotated slowly, forming a huge meat grinder-like existence, and began to slowly shrink the periphery of several square kilometers outside the city... Immediately, she understood, and said in astonishment:

"You're going to..."

"I'm going to use the waste." Limulu lowered her eyes and clenched her fists!

The next moment, tens of thousands of ghouls and living corpses were gathered together from the plain by the swirling clear water curtain, and they were completely twisted into endless pieces by the water flow with a chirping sound, and the monstrous vortex rolled up into the sky A huge wave of blood dyed scarlet!

Immediately afterwards, the huge wave subsided, fell on the plane with a bang, and flowed in all directions. In an instant, within a few kilometers, it was swept away by Limulu!

"Is it worth it?" Erte Luqi opened her mouth slightly. She didn't have the so-called sympathy. After all, the ghoul itself is a kind of irrational dead thing, but in an instant, the densely packed troops lost a piece, visually The shock made her mouth twitch slightly, feeling distressed.

"My magic power can condense thousands of water bodies." Limulu let go of his hand, hanging down indifferently, and at this time, the sea of ​​blood on the ground also slowly began to condense, and one by one couldn't see their faces clearly, like ghosts The blood-like human figures condensed—for a moment, the densely packed bright red human figures, accompanied by the blood waves still sweeping under their feet, occupied the entire plain like water elements.