Wizard From Afar

"This, this, this...Is this, you, your true power, your lord?!"

In front of the Holy Cross Cathedral in Golovin, an elf girl Sheila almost collapsed on the ground, speaking in a trembling voice, staring unblinkingly at the tiny city directly below, under the raging vortex.

The reason why she is small is that she is at an altitude of three hundred meters at this moment-located in the cathedral in the city, and the Golovin hills uprooted fuse together , Even a bit higher than the Sky Palace, which is far above the top of the hill, directly behind it.

And the original small hill of Golovin has become a "giant tower" three hundred meters high, so that the terrain around the hill has also been completely changed-the hill Almost all the stairs collapsed, the underground passages are all over the "tower body", and the underground passages connected to the "black prison" originally used to detain prisoners have subsequently become the channel entrance.

The huge whirlpool above the head, the lightning that resounded one after another, the city swallowed by monsters, the hills rising from the ground... The elven girl Xuela, who collapsed on the ground, looked up like a god The downfall priest on his side.

She knows that the other party is very strong, but this kind of power has completely exceeded the largest category she can imagine-even the Void Power that destroyed the Azores kingdom has experienced hundreds of The gradual evolution of the year, a little bit of it completely swallowed.

And this person in front of him, this empire... he didn't even prepare anything, he didn't even have the effort to wave his hand and say a few incantion...

He just used Now, a look-just glanced at the night sky, the huge vortex of gray and blue came out of thin air!

The elven girl lying on the ground prostrate oneself in admiration, curled up with her petite body, buried her head deeply in front of her chest, pressed her face to the ground, looking up at each other and posing ready to kiss each other The appearance of the boots-expressing her fear at this moment in the most humble and submissive posture she understands.

The desolate priest standing in the wind didn't even pay attention to her existence. There was only cold and sensible thinking in the eyes under the tattered hood.

He understands the surprise of the existence of these inferior intelligences very well-these inferior existences, they have too little information, so that they will be surprised by what they see, too much. On the surface, it is impossible to understand the reason and essence of it.

The savage sees the armored Knight and thinks the opponent is an iron man made of steel. When he sees the torch, he thinks the opponent has the power of the flame. When he hears the loud noise, he thinks the opponent has the power of the thunder... Yes.

What is power?

Weapons, wealth, armor, titles, bloodline... Can these things outside of the material world be called power?

Knowledge, information, intelligence... these constitute the foundation of the void and spiritual horizon, can it be called a certain force of existence?

Neither.

Only the independent will that controls all of this, masters all of this, and can control all of this, is the real power.

How absurd is the material world’s pursuit of material;

How ridiculous is the void world’s desire for information;

When oneself is above all of this, Their absurd and ridiculous ambitions and ideas will all be between their own thoughts.

To put this will above the world and let the world be controlled by one's own will... is the real, ultimate power!

Only at this moment, there was a trace of madness in the eyes of the downfall priest-"Black Cross" Serel.

"Who...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

The petite silhouette almost fell from the "hill giant tower", grabbed the edge of the stone, curled up shiver coldly, and peeked at the footsteps she just heard from the gap between her arms The direction of the sound.

She was so frightened that she saw a silhouette standing in front of the church stairs, confronting Seyol.

"You are here anyway." With a sigh, the voice of the black cross was full of disgust:

"The dog of the Holy Cross...again, let’s kill me in spite of life and death. Is it?"

The one-armed vow Knight was expressionless, his only right arm raised the star in his hand flat, staring at the same cold expression of the Black Cross under his hood.

"Not so."

Swearing that Knight would take a step forward, the "Candy Star" in his hand was slightly raised and aimed at those cold eyes:

"I'm here to stop you, Lord Farnesis."

When that name blurted out, Seryol's pupils were clearly slightly trembled.

The howling wind lifted the hood on his head, exposing the face that once belonged to Eboden's bishop before the sword edge of "Canton Star".

"Stop me?"

At this moment, the corners of Serel's mouth rose wildly, reflected in the pupils of the oath Knight, exactly the same as the memory of Farnesis when he was crazy, hysterical Smile:

"Have me...what?

Open the barrier between the void and the material, merge the two worlds into one, and control the entire world with your own absolute will ——Yes Save this world, the last choice;

Otherwise...The Holy Cross will swallow all the independent will of existence and become the only Evil God that completely rules the void world; no new message will be born again The void world will collapse; the material world that exists in balance will also collapse;

The end will come!

To stop me is to destroy the last hope of the continuation of this world ——Even if you succeed, the Holy Cross, which rules the void above all living beings, will no longer need your existence;

The faith you cherish, the devout followers you guard...all Will become useless dust; no matter which ending, there is no reason to keep you alive!"

"This is not for you to say!"

Bang— —

At the moment when the sound burst like a sonic boom, a cluster of sparks exploded in front of Serel.

"clang!"

The elven girl curled up on the ground opened her eyes wide as if she was awakened, staring at the one-armed sword that disappeared and reappeared in an instant. Knight.

The mithril long sword pierced out was blocked by an inch in front of Seror's face.

Fighting intents burned in Knight's expressionless vows with his eyes facing each other.

"Even if everything turns to dust, even if this world has an end...I...I will still stand here and stop you!"

"This is me...I...I am from giant Crawling out of the ruins of the Royal City of Dragon, returning to this world from Land of Death time and time again, standing in front of you...the only meaning!"

"The wild dog called by the Holy Cross, even who he is Wild dogs that don’t know, even those who don’t have independent will...do they deserve to say "meaning"?!"

"Wild dogs!"

Bang——

The air current rolled up by the violent wind knocked the oath Knight into the air; with a wave of Serel's right hand, the countless black mists rolled up beside him turned into sharp blades, and he rushed towards the one-armed silhouette from all directions.

Even if he tried his best to dodge, the black mist swallowed the vow Knight-first with the one arm holding the sword, legs and head, quickly extending to every corner of the limbs, and finally spreading to the torso.

“Pu chi! Pu chi! Pu chi! Pu chi! ”

The rolling black mist tossed up and down in midair, as if it were a real stream of water, vowing to the silhouette of Knight Wrapped tightly in it-terrifying voices constantly sounded in the center, and the elven girl curled up in the corner desperately covered her ears, but her eyes did not dare to blink, staring at the stirring black mist.

The bones were broken, the muscles were shattered, the blood plasma spurted out, and the fresh life was extremely fragile and died miserably. It's really...

It's so great, so terrific!

Control the world and put the fate of everything in your own hands... This is the master that she is loyal to, and this is the master that Shera should be loyal to!

The stared wide-eyed fairy girl cried with joy.

"Clang——!"

With a crisp sound, the cold "Star" long sword fell from the black mist and nailed to the stone steps.

On the sword body, the hand was severed and the hilt was still tightly gripped; the spray of blood was stained red with rust, and it was full of chipped blades.

The black mist dissipated, and Knight's vow to fight to the death was gone.

But Seryol's face didn't have the slightest joy, only hatred and disgust that couldn't be described in words.

Because the moment he "killed" the oath Knight, his ears already rang the other party's prayer.

"Holy Cross...

May the rays of light shine on the earth, penetrate the darkness and shadows, and let the unbelievers embrace and cry;

Save... Humble us!"

Boom——

There was a thunder in my mind, causing Sheila to subconsciously close her eyes; when she opened her eyes again, she was just killed Knight's oath appeared in her sight again.

This is... fake, how is it possible? !

“clang! ”

The billowing black mist was torn apart layer by layer by the “Stars”, and the trajectory was drawn straight towards Serel’s head; dash on bravely The vow with no thought of personal safety Knight did not see another black mist had hit his chest.

"Pu chi!"

The ragged Knight coat was torn to shreds, and the vows that hollowed his chest, Knight flew from the bottom up to the direction of the cathedral, spewing out The blood left a long mark on the stairs.

The near-death vow Knight collapsed in a pool of blood, supported his body with the long sword in his hands, and stood up again.

"When are you going to put up a desperate struggle, dingo!"

"Until your ambition ends, until you give up completely..." Bleeding in the mouth, The trembling oath Knight straightened his unsteady body, and once again... pointed the sword edge at the familiar face:

"I will fight to stop you...Master Farnesis! "

Séyol's expression was slightly distorted.

"Stop me... can you save this world if you stop me, can you change the destiny of this world?!" Serel screamed:

"Stupid! Ridiculous ——Even without me, the Holy Cross you believe in will destroy this world with your own hands. The collapse of the old order has become an inevitable thing!"

"Or not me, do you want this world? Become a plaything in the hands of Loren Torino? A stranger, a stranger from another world, do you believe that this world will end in his hands, ah?!"

"Understand Already, you can't save anyone at all, you can't even save yourself, the dog of the Holy Cross!"

pu!

The plasma gushing, and the dancing black mist cut off the oath Knight On his right leg, his firm body fell into a pool of blood once again.

"Even if it is destined to sink, at least...with my power, you can save you...Farnesis-sir."

The embarrassing vow Knight, whispered.

"Farnesis of Lotaire, that stupid guy...he was dead as early as the giant dragon king city, now I...I am the Black Cross, this is Seryol!"

"On the contrary!" The bloody oath Knight opened his eyes wide, and roared with all his strength:

"Up to this moment, standing in front of you can still arouse your anger. Prove that Lord Farnesis is still alive-even if there is only a trace of consciousness, Lord Farnesis is still alive!"

"I...I have time to stop you, Lord Farnesis!"

"Death !"

Several black mists rolled up, and at the same time they struck from the left and right to the steps on which the oath Knight stood.

Bang——!

Amidst the cracking sound of bricks and stones, the expressionless vow Knight’s body has returned to its original shape again, and within three steps of Serel, the blood-stained sword edge moves from bottom to top. Remember the diagonal split.

“clang! ”

The sword edge that was cut into mud was blocked by the sudden rise of the stone wall.

At the same moment, the slightly frowned Seror raised his right hand to the stone wall, and then shook it firmly.

"bang!" The cracked stone wall turned into hundreds of billions of tiny stone cones of the same size, whizzing towards the silhouette of the oath Knight.

"Pu chi! Pu chi! Pu chi! Pu chi!"

The resolute silhouette turned into a shapeless plasma in a blink of an eye; the "star" came out of his hands. The sword spun and fell to the edge of the cathedral's rock wall.

Boom——

At the moment when the thunder rang, Seryol's expression was savage again, grabbed a black mist and turned it into a sharp blade, and waved behind him.

"Clang——!!!"

The collision of sharp blades caused countless thunders.

The flashes of light flashed again and again, and Seryol was already hideously embarrassed to the distorted face, and the reflections were extremely sad.

"I will stop you, Lord Farnesis." Looking at the vicious expression that can no longer be described with hatred and viciousness, he swears that Knight will be as indifferent as ever:

"Death Thousands of times, tens of thousands of times, I will continue to stand in front of you...stop you."

"aaahhhh——!!!"

The emotionally fluctuating Seryol His cheeks are blue, and his face is hard to see the extreme.

so that's how it is …Although he has already died once, because the brand he left on him is too deep, Farnesis' consciousness has completely fuse together with him, right?

So much so that I would still be fed by a dog desperately protected by the Holy Cross, feeling such a real anger, even the body can't help shaking.

Farnesis...he made his ambition a part of himself.

"At all costs, you also want to stop me... right?" A smirk appeared on the corner of Serel's mouth:

"Well, let me see Your determination, to see how far the final Struggle of the Holy Cross and put up a desperate struggle can be!"

"Use the despair and destruction of you and Loren Torino to make Those losers once again see clearly and see their last put up a desperate struggle, in front of me Seror... how worthless!"