Chapter 641 (1/2)

Ashes were scattered in the burning black sun.

Brenhild's figure gradually dissipated, along with her smile and the magic soldiers in her hands, slowly blurred, dim, transparent... Completely disappeared.

The elegant and noble knight finally stood proudly as she expected.

Only white wings flutter in the wind, the wind stops and falls, and floats all over the sky.

The dark haired wizard who slowly raised his head stared at the falling wings in a trance, subconsciously stretched out his right hand, and a white feather stopped in his palm.

Light water vapor, as if contaminated with the midnight dew.

Is this... Finally over?

In a trance, the black haired wizard looked around blankly, and the dream world was turned into ruins and irreversibly disintegrated under the power of brenhild.

He still lied to Francis... At least at present, Loren can't use the power of the nine pointed star Holy Grail at will like corona. The dream world he created alone is far from indestructible; He just took advantage of Francis's ignorance of the wizard's power to pit him again.

Of course, I'm afraid it's the last time without accident; Francis is not a fool, simply because he was just a former bishop of the church and knew nothing about wizards... Every time they fought, the price they paid to defeat him increased.

Although he is getting stronger, the dark haired wizard can't help sighing. He can't start at all because he knows nothing about the ”black cross” serliol. Even Asriel and Ariel are extremely afraid of this evil god, so that they dare not face it.

Reluctantly shook his head. The black haired wizard was slightly stunned and looked behind him as if he had noticed something.

When he turned around, the bloody oath knight was standing in front of him, his pale face was obviously not fully recovered, and he was staring at him with complex eyes.

”How do you feel?” he shrugged slightly. The dark haired wizard calmed down: ”you look like you didn't wake up.”

”Under the guidance of the Holy Cross, my mission has not been completed, and it is not time to return to heaven.”

The oath Knight snorted coldly, staring at the black haired wizard in front of him with complex eyes: ”besides, compared with someone... I don't seem to be the worst one.”

Shrugging his shoulders again, Lauren's face showed a bitter and embarrassing smile.

It's more than bad. It's terrible.

The dark circles are deep, the veins on the forehead and neck jump one by one, the whites of the eyes are full of blood, the pupils can not be fully focused, the right arm is completely twisted and hung on the shoulder, the only left arm is not intact, the clothes on the body are broken like garbage, and the wound on the chest can be clearly seen inside

This is only trauma, not even trauma; Under the effect of ”dying at the moment”, forced recovery is just a matter of blinking... The real trouble is the huge consumption of energy and the burden of forcibly opening the ”valve”.

According to the last ”painful experience”, I'm afraid I'll be in a coma for at least a month, and then a weak period of up to half a year - but at least my life is not in danger, which is thousands of times better than other wizards.

Recall that master crona, who ”intimidated” himself one after another in eboden, should also be somewhat jealous. After all, even if he has reached the limit of a wizard, he still doesn't have such a strong physical capital... In various senses.

Silent oath, the knight was expressionless and took his bright star from the black haired wizard; Lauren, who was slightly hurt, looked at him and at the mottled long sword.

This is a magic weapon that even evil gods dare not fight with. The number of the whole empire can be counted with two hands

If you want to deduct it, I'm afraid there's only this chance now

”You'd better not have that idea, wizard.”

Aware of the oath of the black haired wizard's eyes, the knight snorted coldly and said calmly: ”don't forget, this is Brandon's sword, which is shared by the royal family and the church.”

”Leaving it in your hand will only bring you endless trouble.”