Wizard From Afar

The silent castle hall, the burning brazier, the closed door, and the piles of parchment scrolls as high as a hill.

The stunned Evil God apostle Faoda looked at everything around him, staring incredulously at a young man with white golden hair in a red black dress in front of him.

old man …Where is this? !

The last memory in my impression is that wizard, is it possible that this is his spiritual palace? No... this level is no longer a "spiritual palace", but has reached the level of the dream world!

"Could it be that...he is a wizard who has turned on the'valve' level?!"

The old man’s trembling voice was filled with uncontrollable excitement, and he showed a grin with white teeth. He was distorted and ferocious, even completely ignoring the look of the boy in front of him as if he were looking at Stinking Insect.

"Priest, Knight, nobleman, Imperial Family, old man, saint... Yasul elves who think they are holy, dwarves who think they are indomitable, but a wizard who has opened a valve... really …Makes the old man ecstatic!!!"

"Okay, okay, we all know, are you happy?" Asriel's boring flat mouth with his hands behind his back, scarlet eyes even I don’t want to look at the face full of folds:

"Uh...this great grandfather who is talking to himself, I wonder if I can trouble you half a bit?"

" What's the matter?"

"I have a rope here and it is tied and hung on the beam. Can I trouble you to get your head in?" The teenager laughed very fake:

"Of course, if you don’t want to, I don’t mind to kill you personally-although this will dirty my hands, but... after all, this is Loren’s request. As his best friend, of course I have to satisfy him. A small'request'."

"Oh...you think you can kill the old man, the humble apostle of the great'dead man'..." Faouda's expression became more and more savage, staggering Walking towards the teenager, the skeleton on the right hand wrist gushed out a black line again:

"Arrogant creature, although you don't know who you are, you made a very serious mistake!"

The aging and withered right hand slowly stretched out, stroking Asriel's pale cheek "gently", pressing his thumb on the socket of the boy's right eye, and the old man said softly with emotion:

" What a delicate and lovely child...

The old man can't help but want to see your cheeks and your little by little dissolve, screaming and struggling, begging to die and then turning into a withered appearance— —!"

The old fingers pressed slightly, and Faouda's expression was distorted to the point of twitching at that moment!

The next second...nothing happened.

Why, what's going on...

Why, why is there nothing on him? !

"Although it feels disgusting, I should introduce myself tentatively." The cold-faced teenager raised his left hand and squeezed Faouda's wrist:

"My name is Asriel, is Loren Torino’s closest friend.

Asriel didn’t intend to intervene; but because Loren promised to owe me a favor, um... it’s really hard to refuse this. Requests, in various senses.

By the way...you are the apostle of the perverted lunatic of Lemantes, right?

Although I don’t like almost any Evil God among them Yes, but it makes me sick and disgusted to such a degree, Lemantes is also a special case.

Obviously has the power to destroy the world, but indulges in this disgusting, crazy and ignorant interest On it, it’s really hard for Asriel to have even the slightest affection for this lunatic."

"You, you, you, you...what are you, who are you?!"

Faouda, who sensed the gap between the two and sensed that his power had no effect on the boy, finally felt a little panicked.

Even his right wrist was tightly clasped by that seemingly weak little hand, how to break free is completely motionless!

"Oh... are you scared? Are you feeling scared? Are you at a loss... By the way, when Lemantes found out that his power was ineffective against Asriel, this lunatic's performance was also It’s just so much better than you."

"And in order to repay your disgust, Asriel also makes you a little clearer."

"You think I have mastered the situation and have an army of tens of thousands of carrion demons and the absolutely strong hole card of "Unkillable", but in fact, when you arrogantly show your hole cards for the first time, you will undoubtedly lose. ."

"Because "Immortality" or "Monster Army", all are based on the premise that your consciousness is absolutely clear;"

Asriel's fingers Squeezing slightly, Faouda was horrified to find that his body was dimming little by little, his face twitched, and his original clear consciousness gradually became extremely blurred...

"Falling into a boundless dream, and then Wake up at the end of the world-oh, yes, remember to say hello to Asriel and the perverted lunatic.

Just say...Asriel misses him again!"

Pale fingers pressed slightly, Faouda's "consciousness" in the dream world disappeared in the blink of an eye......

……………………………………………………

Faoda, who had no resistance, began to collapse as soon as Loren touched it. Like a sculpture made of ice crystals, it gradually fell apart from the head to the torso, and then to the feet.

In the blink of an eye, this horrible apostle of Evil God, who sent cold shivers down one's spine, has turned into a piece of shattered ice crystals, scattered in the snow below your feet, and can’t be seen anymore. Trace.

The carrion demons not far away are wandering around like walking corpse; and the monsters under Snow Mountain are also scattered like birds and beasts, many of them fell directly from the mountains to the bottom. Glacier cracks.

Loren gasped, looking tired towards the shadow of the giant dragon king city in the distance-after a blizzard all night, it finally started to clear up.

This battle is finally over...Although it is only temporary, and I have to owe that guy a "favor".

But this is also a choice. I have limited cards. This may be the only safe choice without opening the "valve". Of course, it may be more dangerous to owe Asriel a favor, but at least It is safe now.

After all, compared with the mortal battle, a favor that resembles a loan shark is worthwhile enough, and he is impossible to ask too much...

The black hair wizard slowly turned around and broke The guard of the arm, Knight, holding the sword in his left hand, looked at him with complicated eyes: "That Evil God apostle, was defeated by you?"

"How is it possible?" Sighed Loren shook Shaking his head, he spread out his hands very tiredly: "I just used a little trick to prevent him from waking up for the time being, nothing more."

"In that case..." The guard Knight slowly opened. the mouth and said: "Why doesn't at first do this?"

"Because this little trick is the same as your'sword of oath', it has to pay a certain price-if there is even a little If possible, I don’t plan to do this."

curl one's lip, the black hair wizard deliberately turned his head and did not look at him; the guard Knight nodded silently, knowing that this was what the other party didn’t want to tell him. .

After all, the relationship between the two parties is far from being "friends". It is almost the same as the enemies of life and death.

Slowly calming down the heartbeat, Loren looked towards Guard Knight’s broken arm—maybe because of the weather, the wound is already not in bleeding, but the dark red that oozes obviously can be seen:

"Can your right arm...can he recover?"

The guard Knight's complexion moved slightly, and he shook the head calmly: "It should be impossible; this is by Lemante The power of Si has been completely'dead'-even the power of the Holy Cross cannot resurrect the dead."

"It is like the monsters'resurrected' by Lemantes , Their so-called life is simply a false existence, a living dead with an empty body."

"...I'm sorry, really."

Loren turned around. Solemnly looked towards the other party, with extremely serious eyes: "Although you have tried to kill me countless times, it is undeniable...You are a person worthy of admiration, and what I said before at Cliff Mountain was my true heart."

Guard Knight's expression was slightly loosened, and a faintly discernable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"While we are not going to kill each other, I still want to ask you something." The black hair wizard suddenly opened the mouth and said: "Although I know it is offensive but... Master Farnesis Before and after leaving Eboden, have you noticed something...not quite right about him?"

In a moment, the guard Knight’s face returned to its original indifference:

" No."