Wizard From Afar

Imperial Capital, at midnight, which may never end, the Imperial Capital Golovin, shrouded in a huge whirlpool of gray and blue, has become a paradise for monsters raging.

There is no more living life among the ruins, only the howls of ice cracking from the constantly surging tide of monsters, and the violent and raging Evil God body with waving tentacles.

This monster, which is condensed and deformed by a huge Void Power, often becomes a breakthrough for some void existence to break the barrier between the two worlds; but now the entire void is almost swallowed up by the Holy Cross , The rest is just the "solitary soul, unbound ghost" that has fallen a long time ago.

And these huge monsters have become low-level monsters just like the carrion demons, raging, ravaging everything they see, and thirsting for all the fresh flesh and blood.

In the ruins of the dark Imperial Capital, with the last bit of gray and blue rays of light dispersed, the Imperial Family wizard Academy, which has persisted since the vortex descended, was finally breached.

In the bloody battle of day and night, the instructors and apprentices in the Academy have long been exhausted, and the remaining materials have been squandered.

The arrival of the little wizard and his party gave them a glimmer of hope, but it also brought despair... The cost of retaking Imperial Capital was too high. The emperor did not intend to use conventional means, but directly let the giant dragon burns Imperial Capital to ashes.

This is not a surprising result, but it is also equivalent to telling them that what they have done so far is meaningless. It is another reason for them to decide to be perish together.

After the last cold ice shield was finally unsustainable and ruptured; the Imperial Capital wizards who put up a desperate struggle were quickly overwhelmed by the continuous carrion demons, and they were nowhere to be seen.

But these mournful screams did not make Seror feel any joy;

On the contrary, what he has now is just endless irritability.

In the face of the almost immortal Eckhart Desalion, or this empty shell that relies on cleverness to connect himself with the power of the Holy Cross and the Holy Grail at the same time, it cannot completely open the two realms. Seyol of the barrier, there is really no particularly good way.

Even if you kill him ten thousand times, this abominable Stinking Insect will still be resurrected ten thousand times and continue to disgust yourself, just like... the dog of the Holy Cross.

If nothing else interferes, Seryol actually doesn’t care about continuing or even going on forever, until the vortex spreads and this world is eroded by the void—the biggest difference between the will in the void and the material world , There is no concept of time.

In order to plan all this today, Seror waited for hundreds of years, and even repeated everything possible thousands of times in the void; the little obstacle in front of him, even It is not in his consideration.

The real threat is Loren Torino.

The damn stranger hasn't appeared yet...Even if Seror is dismissive of his strength, the other Holy Grail in Loren's hand is something he can't ignore.

Without two Holy Grails, he cannot really open the barrier between the two worlds, let the two worlds truly merge, and destroy the foundation of the Holy Cross-unable to do this, even the Black Cross is just a fallen Evil God only.

Furthermore, Seyol always felt that the empty shell in front of him with the consciousness of "Eckhardt" was probably not just trying to obstruct him, but had a purpose he didn't know.

"...Only your Majesty, who truly understands this world, has the power to bring this world to a better future..."

"...he is qualified to rule The people of this world have become the belief of all empires and even the entire world; he...should be crowned as a god..."

Stinking Insect's arrogant words, Seryol originally did not take seriously; but now It seems that perhaps there is really a need for vigilance.

Can't continue like this!

"Boom——!"

The black fog rolled up around Eckhardt, constantly trying to break through his defense.

The complexion slightly changed Eckhart waved away the black mist with his backhand, and his fingertips were inadvertently rubbed by the black mist that didn’t disperse in time, and his body shuddered like an electric shock. The cruel scene flashed in his consciousness.

For the existence of the void, consciousness is the body, and information is the power-even if it is just a flash of illusion, it seems to be a desperate old woman who has seen her body desperately. Howling dying.

A moment of astonishment, immediately exposed more weak spots, more black fog breakthrough Eckhart's defense, invaded his body.

"Um——!!!"

The unchanging face of Eckhart staggered, forcibly controlling his body to stand firmly, and at the same time raising his arms to move away The looming black mist evaporates.

But... it's too late.

The continuously black mist has crazily ripped off his body’s defenses, pouring into Eckhart’s consciousness-the dead Eckhart’s body is just an empty shell maintained by the power of the Holy Cross, yet The dissipated consciousness is his origin.

Even if relying on the absolute law of the material world, it can withstand the invasion of Void Power; but facing the Void Power of the Black Cross, whether Eckhart or Holy Cross... can only be crushed by absolute , The existence of ant-level.

Powerhouse overrides, accommodates and even ravages the weak, is also the law of the void world!

Countless scenes of horror are like intertwined spider webs, which completely envelop Eckhart's consciousness with the black mist.

Eckhardt standing in the dark, when he opened his eyes again, everything...

is still.

Eckhardt found himself standing alone in the undamaged temple. In the empty temple, the silhouette of the Black Cross Serel could not be found.

Dreamland world...it is not difficult to detect, even Eckhart knows the principle of it, and even how to escape from the dreamland world, he also knows how to...

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"Do you know the number of floor tiles in this temple?"

The familiar voice rang behind him, and Eckhart could not help but shudder slightly.

He looked back, and the little silhouette standing in front of the temple door was staring at him indifferently; his bright hair was clean and tidy, and his red eyes were pure as gems. , Not stained with dust.

"It couldn't be clearer." Eckhardt responded indifferently.

"How is it possible?" The boy...or Eckhart Desalion from several decades ago asked: "You can't see everything, no matter how much you remember, you will always forget when you see it. "

"Then don't look at it." Eckhart shook his head: "In another way, you can know the total number of floor tiles in the temple."

"Open it. Eyes, the world is in front of your eyes; close your eyes and you are the world."

"Really?" The teenager blinked:

"But close your eyes, I can’t see Grandma Charlotte is here."

"Grandma Charlotte, she is not here."

"Oh, where is that?"

"You know Where is she."

Eckhardt, who spoke in a low voice, was already trembling slightly: "Here...not her dying place."

"Ah, I think Get up." The teenager suddenly woke up: "I saw it with my own eyes. Father knelt by Charlotte's grandmother's bed and quarreled with her grandmother."

"Yes, they quarreled too much. Then my grandmother fell asleep, and...then...just..."

"Just...what happened..."

Eckhardt's voice trembled...when this scene appeared At that moment, he understood Seror’s vicious intentions.

There are only two ways to escape from the dream world. You must either brute force it, kill the existence of the dream world, or find its specially set "key".

With Eckhart's power, the first two are impossible...Facing the Void Power of the Black Cross, even the Holy Cross is crushed by the opponent.

So, he has only a third way...find the key.

The key to Seyol's meticulous design is himself.

To be more accurate is to face yourself deep in one's heart, that is the deepest and most terrifying memory.

The most profound and initial "horror".

"It was father...killed the grandmother with his own hands." The young man thought and recalled:

"And I was watching, seeing with my own eyes and...no action."

"Not because of fear, excitement or fear, but because... because father is a weak person, father can stabilize the turbulent empire under Charlotte's grandmother, because father’s mediocre talents are easier …Manipulated by me..."

"I...watched father...killed Grandma Charlotte."

The boy seemed to have some hard memories, with The immature voice tells the story of terrifying.

"But I still have father. Standing so far, I can't hear what father is saying."

"Yes." Eckhart is slightly nodded, cold Both hands and feet are trembling slightly:

"So you are not here."

"Where am I standing?"

"You don't know where you stand Where are you?"

"I forgot. I went too late that day. When I went there were so many people."

"No, not many people went, too many If you don’t, you can’t count how many floor tiles there are in the temple.” Eckhart shook his head, his expression starting to look dazed, at a loss.

"Oh, I remembered that there were not many people going there that day, but there were so many outside the door." The boy suddenly realized: "It was grandmother's funeral that day. They were all standing outside the door."

"Why are they standing outside the door?"

"Because...because...because..."

The conflicting situation is like the same thing happened twice with completely different appearances.

If the same thing happens twice, then one must be false. It was fabricated or fantasised by the self at the time, deceiving the young self.

"Father just yelled to himself at the time, and those people immediately separated and made way for themselves...I saw it for the first time in such a situation."

A command , The forbidden people, the way of neat and tidy...

At that time, the people standing in the temple were all who, and they were ready to go out.

"So...they are going to stand outside the door?" Eckhart, desperately trying to calm down, shuddered from head to toe at this moment.

The dream world is a divided world of the void. It is not the body named Eckhart that is trembling, but his consciousness and soul.

The fear of being taken directly into the deepest secrets of the heart is no less than a cesarean cut!

"Because...because they were too late." The young man recalled desperately, like a dagger, piercing Eckhart's heart little by little.

"Because the people inside the door... don't want them to come in, they tried their best to block all the people outside the door and prevent them from entering."

"Stand up Outside the door are those who don’t want father to succeed; there are many people I know, as well as my relatives;"

"Standing inside the door wants father to succeed People; there are many people I don’t know, and my servants;"

"The people outside the door are unarmed;"

"The people inside the door, fully armed;"

"The people outside the door wanted to come in, but they were blocked by the people inside. They... didn't come in, they were all outside the door... fell asleep."

The youthful voice , Gradually became indifferent: "In their own blood, they fell asleep."

"None of them could break in, father, grandmother Charlotte... They were protected by the people inside the door They are very safe."

"They are safe."

The trembling Eckhart was slightly nodded, he must continue to ask: "There are others... who know about this. Is it?"

The young man shook his head with a very confident expression: "No one knows."

"Why?"

"Because everyone in the know is passed away, inside and outside the door, and others involved, they all passed away."

"Grandma Charlotte is asleep, father knows, but father dare not say."

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Eckhardt nodded again: "So you came to the temple after all the dust fell, and met father."

"That's it." The young nodded, the corner of his mouth showed a sudden realization Smile: "I was the last to come, and things were over when I came; when I arrived, father was kneeling next to Grandma Charlotte.

"The person in the door Standing neat and tidy, father told them to separate and gave me a way. "

Clearing his teeth, Eckhardt, who could no longer maintain his composure, said with a low breath:

"So...Do you know the number of floor tiles in this temple?" "

The young man was nodded earnestly, and replied in a serious manner: "I know. "

"How did you know?" You can't see everything clearly. "

"Then don't look at it. In another way, you can know the total number of floor tiles in the temple. "The boy said: "I just need to know that there is a pair of feet standing on each floor tile, so I only need to know how many people are inside the door. "

"And I know exactly how many people are in Chu Sect, because..."

"It was me who made them appear here. "

Puff——!

The awakened Eckhart was shocked, and slowly lowered his head. A black mist, like a substance, turned into a long spear, from the heart of his chest. The position penetrates through the back.

The body is just an empty shell. What is really torn apart is the barrier constructed by Eckhardt relying on the power of the Holy Grail to protect his own consciousness.

Now he is almost there's no resistance exposed in front of Seyol’s Void Power; he can even feel the opponent’s power starting to erode his body, and a little raising of his hand can make himself destroy both body and soul!

"This...is the last. "

The moment Seyol's voice fell, Eckhart, who could not support it, finally fell to his knees.