Wizard From Afar

"aaahhhh ah——!!!"

Amidst the roar of Heaven and Earth, Chakal, who was stumbling and crawling on the battlefield, twitched violently Shocked, new tentacles were constantly bursting out of the fat and huge Evil God's body, which looked like a rotting sarcoma from a distance.

On the huge body, the head roar towards the sky like an ominous wolf seems to be struggling desperately, trying to get rid of this pain; but he can't restrain the desperately soaring "life force" in his body , Let alone stop the cycle of "growth" and "death".

In the "bloody mouth wide open like a sacrificial bowl" full of fangs, new tentacles, eyes, arms, pustules are constantly bursting out... the gray and blue pus is mixed with corrupted meat , Constantly overflowing from Chakar's mouth.

"Life is born, dies, and new and more suitable lives appear on the rotting corpse... the basic law of this material world."

"This is also alchemy. The most basic law, the basic law of experiment...Only the death, sacrifice and destruction of old things can exchange more powerful and excellent new things; in the uninterrupted reincarnation within reincarnation, a more perfect existence will be bred."

Describe the withered Harimvan Assama looking up at Chakar, who is constantly wailing and struggling. He is so weak that he must rely on a magic wand to support his body, but he still has a peaceful expression:

"You who are eroded by the eternal and static Void Power, I am afraid you can no longer understand this, Chakal?"

"But it doesn't matter, I have planted a'life' for you And the seeds of'death'."

"You will know immediately that eternal and static existence, under the laws of the material world..."

"What will it be The ending."

Ashmai’s words have not heard any emotional fluctuations, indifferent...like a god.

This is the power of the "valve"?

Looking at the incomparable gigantic, the Evil God body that seems to be destroying heaven extinguishing earth, just being "peng" by the Ashamed Master, it turned into the miserable appearance it is now, and the blue eyes are almost staring. Round.

Although it is known that it is so powerful, comparable to the power of "Divine Vestige", impossible without a price, but......

may be able to win, maybe the Ashamed Master… can really defeat Evil God body, defeat Chakar and save everyone?

Yes, since Loren can defeat the Evil God in the ancient wood forest, so experienced, mature and sophisticated elders like the Ashama Master can also...

" aaahhhh Ah——!!!"

The struggling Chakal screamed again, angrily pulling the tentacles up and down his body.

Are you still fighting?

Looking at Chakkar who was still raging coldly, Harimvan Assama couldn't help frowning.

The confrontation with the void creatures, in the final analysis, is the confrontation of the strength of Void Power, and Void Power will continue to erode the mind and body, causing collapse... It is like a double drowning person, see who is drowned first.

The one who has the upper hand now is not himself.

The only way to regain the initiative is to sink deeper into the water first, and then drag him down.

Ashamed's brows moved, the rune all over his body began to flicker, causing him to be shrouded in gray and blue rays of light from head to toe.

"aaahhhh ah——!!!"

Chakar, who was roaring in pain, began to twitch violently again, and his fat body no longer even grew new tentacles, but a A huge sarcoma, the only remaining tentacles began to shrink and rot.

Like a dying patient, the last life force is drained by the poison in the body.

"Boom——!!!"

Chacal, who was struggling and convulsed, grew a dozen huge tentacles from his body again, and rushed to those on the battlefield who were still lying on the ground. Wailing, screaming "sacrifices" and "dead warriors".

Ashamai lifts the head, and a dignified look flashes in his eyes.

Not good...He wants to continue the blood sacrifice to strengthen the power of the Evil God's body...

Without a moment of hesitation, the withered old man once again raised his hand. Magic wand.

"Clang--!"

The wand like a sledge hammer slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

The old man still holding his right hand staggered, and his trembling left hand stretched subconsciously toward his chest.

"pu Tong——!"

Before his right hand was pressed, he knelt down on his knees, and Ayin’s cry out in sounded behind him. surprise.

"Ashamai Master?!"

Suddenly, the little wizard face changed; he stretched out his hand quickly and supported the old man when he collapsed.

So light!

This is her first reaction.

The previous sturdy master of Haringvan Ashamed, who looked like a giant monster, is now withered as if only wrinkled skin and bones are left, and his body is lighter than himself!

Looking at the old man lying in his arms, groaning in pain, trembling, and convulsing limbs, the little wizard turned pale in fright can only hold him, shouting not knowing what to do :

"Ashamai Master! Ashamai Master, wake up, wake up!"

Chakar's angry roar came from a distance again, seemingly still desperately desperate Struggling with the power of "reincarnation".

"Nothing cough cough cough...As you can see, Ain Rand." The coughing old man desperately opened his eyes, and the gray and blue pupils seemed to have begun to lose focus:

" Use the power that does not belong to you...the valve...there is a price..."

"It will give you unspeakable power, making you feel like a god, extraordinary thinking...but cough cough cough, Eventually it will take your life and destroy your consciousness... and finally die in pain."

"But! Only by mastering it...you can understand what a wizard is, and then...open the door to evolution and get a brand new The vision, instead of... trapped in the ordinary."

Ai Yin's expression became more and more anxious, and she shook her head desperately: "Stop talking, stop talking!"

Weak Harinvan Assama's body was twitching constantly, and the rune all over his body gradually dimmed, but it was constantly flickering, as if he was making the final struggle.

But compared with the dim speed that naked eye can see, the flickering frequency is too weak and too rare.

Chakar roared, roared, raging wildly on the already empty battlefield; waving tentacles constantly rolled up the centaur corroded by the Holy Blood potion on the ground, and the warriors of the coalition forces The bones were torn into his huge and fat body.

"Boom————!!!!"

In the frantic howl, the swelling Chakal gradually controlled the madly long tentacles; the giant that crashed to the ground In the sound, billowing smoke and dust almost filled the entire battlefield.

He unscrupulously attacked indiscriminately, as if he was just pouring out anger and desire to kill.

"pa!"

Harimvan Achamai, who was coughing repeatedly, suddenly grabbed the hand of the little wizard, trembling with the diffusing pupils, staring desperately Her face.

"I know, saying this kind of thing now has the suspicion of threatening you, but..." The old man paused, a little breathless: "But only now, Ain Rand, I hope you can Accept my rude request..."

"I know...I promise you, I promise you!"

The little wizard is about to cry, desperately gripping the old man Arm: "Don’t hold on to it, Master Ashamed, I’ll treat you right now."

"no! It’s too late, listen to me!" The dying Ashamed, there is no doubt about it. The tone said solemnly:

"The 1st Step to open the valve is to break the shackles of oneself;"

"Second Step …the improvement of wisdom is the top priority;"

"Loren Torino...his body hides the key to opening the second and third valves; you must help him, assist him, and open any of you, the 3rd valve!"

"In this way, the wizards have a future and can see hope!"

The more sonorous the words, the lower the frequency of Ashamed's body twitches; the rune on his body no longer flickers. , Completely dimmed.

"You are a clever child, Ain Rand, you must be able to walk farther than me, and see more than me." Achamai said slowly, his voice getting softer and lighter:

"The sacrifice of the old life and death can exchange the new life towards perfection...This is the core of alchemy and the law of this world."

"Only evolution is eternity."

Looking at Ashmaid’s old face, the little wizard was almost speechless in amazement; but there was another question, from start to finish lingering in her heart.

"But why, why is it me?"

The old man's expression became stiff at first, and then the corners of his mouth slightly raised:

"I thought...like you Such a clever girl, she must understand why."

A thunderbolt in the clear sky!

Ai Yin stared at the old man lying in his arms, speechless in shock.

"You, you...Ashamai Master..."

"Yes, I knew it a long time ago." The old man's tone is relaxed, like a child who "successfully tricks": " Your mentor is Dalton Kander? I don't know where he got his voice changing potion, but it was my invention."

The little wizard has an as if was struck by lightning expression.

"That, that, that, that...then why do you want to..."

"...there is no why." Ashamai shook his head with a subtle expression:

"Because my mentor is a witch."

The old man took a deep breath, closed his eyes tightly, and did not look at Ai Yin's shocked expression.

Retrospecting the past of my life.

The wasteland of Arles, the big green sea of ​​Poi;

The Cloud Peak of Yunling, the Yingxiao Island of Yasul, the glacier of Duanjie Mountain... Place;

But why, I just can’t find you anymore;

Tutor......

The pointed hat and black dress in my mind The girl who laughed loudly at her Arlesian accent was gradually replaced by the little wizard with blond hair and blue eyes.

The anxious Ai Yin seemed to be still shouting loudly, her face covered with crystal clear tears.

"There is a secret...I have to tell you." The old man struggled to raise his head, and his voice was extremely soft: "You know why for hundreds of years...wizards...repelled witches so much...rebuked them Is it a disaster?"

The little wizard who cried into tears shook his head.

"A very simple reason..." The old man laughed weakly:

"I don't know."

Huh?

Ain was stunned.

"Also, I guess most wizards...maybe they don’t know." Ashamed’s expression grew darker, he opened the mouth and said in a low voice:

"Maybe, No one knows."

"They probably just don't want to admit, or don't want to admit a fact." The old man closed his eyes tremblingly and shook his head like self-deprecating:

" There is another group of people who can do as well as them."

"Even...better than them."

………………………………

The earth shook, and the roaring Chacal became more violent and unstructured. Amidst the grind of flesh and blood, he waved his tentacles indiscriminately and madly.

"Boom——!!!"

The tentacles fell heavily on the ground, and the gray and blue pus spewed out from the cracks in the rotten flesh.

Amidst the smoke and dust, two silhouettes, one big and one small, moved quickly on the battlefield.

The whistling sound of tearing the air did not stop, and the moment the tentacles landed with a crash, they had already swept towards the two again!

"Run--!"

Without any hesitation, the two of them ran backwards at the same time when Loren yelled out; when he found that it was too late to escape, he directly grabbed Hui The back collar of the young pupil suddenly got down and hid in a pit that had been smashed into a hollow.

When the two of them poked their heads out, there was nothing left in the entire clearing.

The surprised black hair wizard slowly got up, carried the "Dawn" sword behind him, and looked up at this crazy and irrational Chacal.

Although he is crazy, his power is obviously weaker than that of at first; after being injured, he can't immediately return to his original state, but only the wound is healed.

This is completely different from the void monster in Loren's impression...All monsters eroded by the void, especially the existence of drinking the Holy Blood potion, life is absolutely "static", even if it is destroyed, it can be quickly Return to the original state until the Void Power is exhausted.

Is this the power of Harlemvan Azhamel Master to open the "valve"?

This kind of approach is almost lawful, even full of compulsory methods...It's really amazing.

With a sigh of relief, the black hair wizard who got up from the corpse glanced behind him... After some reorganization, the entire Bayern-Boy coalition finally began to withdraw from the battlefield in an orderly manner. The more than 10,000 square infantry responsible for the breakup have also been withdrawn.

The lords of Blaha Count and Byrne are very clear that in the face of such an "enemy", no matter how many soldiers are sent to the battlefield, it will only be sent to death; in addition to increasing casualties, there are also forced At the risk of the soldiers defecting.

Of course, those infantrymen and Knights who had not had time to retreat were already almost dead... Except for himself and Lucien, there was no one left alive on the entire battlefield.

Chacal does not count.

It's almost... it's time.

"Lu Sien, are you ready?"

Loren, who lifts the head, turned his gaze to Chacal, who was still raging frantically, and asked casually.

"Well, it's okay anytime."

Stubbornly nodded, the gray blue eyes of the gray-eyed boy reveal a firm determination.

"Remember, your task is to interfere with its attention and cooperate with my actions." The black hair wizard raised the big sword in his hand, indifferently said: "Don't go ahead, let alone hold it. The thought of mortal."

"Let's go desperately, but we have to go back alive!"