Chapter 1201 (1/2)
What is the world like after death?
When she was a child, Vera talked a lot from the old beggars in the gutter lane and the priests who couldn't get along in eboden. Although she knew at that time that these people just wanted to cheat her hard-earned copper coins, the little thief who was curious about the world didn't care about them.
Heaven, hell, abyss, chaos, strangeness... The most important thing is strangeness; No matter which version of the story, the world after death is always magical. It will happen in the real world, which is absolutely incredible and surprising.
Weird... Yes, like this moment.
Except that she was quite sure she was still alive.
The dull night watchman girl raised her head and looked at the back of the little wizard who stood in front of her and protected her at the last moment.
The Tibetan Green Silver robe was integrated with the night, and the five fingers of the right hand raised above the head opened to block the huge ancient wood like arm dropped by the evil god.
There was no sound on the silent battlefield.
Vera, holding her breath, stared round.
The huge gray blue vortex, the abyss like capital of hell, the invincible demons and evil gods, and the figure appearing at the last moment can block the monster arm that can easily destroy a street with only one hand... Is there anything more strange than this?!
Shocked to the extreme, Vera, who breathed heavily, didn't know whether she was alive or dead; All that was left was staring at the figure in shock and shaking the unconscious little wizard beside him.
Boom, boom
The huge evil gods that were blocked began to struggle desperately, and their huge bodies could not move in the pits and ruins, making the already overburdened streets moan.
The frightened night watchman girl instinctively shrank back and pressed her heart when she saw that her back was still motionless.
”Loren... Turin...”
The wind of ”Wuwu” came to her ears and turned into a sound in the darkness of midnight, which excited Vera all over.
Is this... The roar of evil gods?
”Loren Turin... Stupid... Loren Turin...”
”Oh, I didn't expect you to remember my name?”
The dark haired wizard's face was filled with a nostalgic smile when he gently raised the corners of his mouth:
”It's been a long time, mazka.”
”Loren... Stranger... Must die... Stranger... Kill stranger...”
The huge, ancient wood like ogre and evil god stared at the small one with his corrupt and festering ”eyes”, but blocked it from entering.
The howling sound of the cold wind echoed under the night sky for a long time.
”The stranger... Lauren... The stranger... Must die...”
”I think so.”
With a joking smile, the black haired wizard suddenly released his raised right hand.
”Dong!”
The gray and blue magic array flashed by, and the ancient wood like huge arm was bounced off, and fell to the side in the wailing sound in the streets that had already become ruins.
In the air, the night wind roared and echoed for a long time.
Mazka, the angry and roaring evil god, kept waving his arms, constantly burst out new tentacles on his rotten trunk, stretched out and waved his teeth and claws in the night sky.
”Kill a stranger... Kill a stranger... A stranger... Must die!!!”
The black haired wizard's eyes dropped and glanced at the little wizard who was still unconscious behind her, as well as the bodies of countless survivors behind her.
”Mazka, you must be very proud when you slaughtered those people?”
”Tell me, you must be very happy when the weak, strong and indomitable creatures who resist you die one by one in slaughter, destruction, ravage and abuse?”
”The pleasure of playing with weak creatures in the palm of your hand?”
Looking back, the dark haired wizard stared at the roaring great evil god:
”Although you have heard it once, I still want to say it again; you are a drowning dog living in the world, a reptile that can only hide in a cave, a stupid beast.”
”Right now, between you and me, you are responsible for dying, and I am responsible for killing you.”
”This time, I won't give you another chance.”
”Foreigners... Must die!!!”
In the roar of the trembling air, countless tentacles and huge arms waved towards the figure of the three.
The black haired wizard with unchanged face stretched his right hand behind his back and pressed the handle of the ”dawn” sword; The raised left hand drew a circle out of thin air.
The grey blue nine pointed star magic array opened in front of him like a shield, and the familiar runes filled the gaps and every corner one by one like bricks and stones built into the city wall.
High level spell, Turin fire.
”Boom --!!”
The fire burst.
Amid the deafening noise and scattered smoke, Vera, who coughed violently, looked at the body on fire and wailed at the evil god who fell back.
The figure of the dark haired wizard has disappeared.
”Boom --!!”
There was a continuous explosion. The gray blue meteor falling from the sky directly cut off the evil god mazka's arm and tentacle from the root. The evil god, who was bare and only had a trunk, fell into the collapsed ground with a wail.
Wait, wait... That meteor... Shouldn't a meteor be
Big sword ”dawn” out of the sword, right?!
It's no wonder that the sword's awn from the big sword with one person's high hands looks like a meteor!
Vera, who couldn't close her mouth, was so shocked that she was in a trance that she didn't even notice that the little wizard beside her had woken up.
Tired of opening his eyes, the blue eyes reflect the meteors passing through the sky.
”Loren... Sure enough...”
The pale little wizard muttered to himself.
The big liar really didn't abide by the agreement and came before the plan was completed.
At this moment
”Boom, boom, boom!”
The two of them suddenly turned their eyes to the back of the voice at the same time.
That's... Gloven hills?!
With the vibration sound coming from the distance again and again, the tall and straight hills vibrate like a drunken man in the reverberation sound, a shaky posture, as if they would collapse at any time.
”Isaac!”
The little wizard exclaimed and stared at Vera: ”Isaac and Lucian, they should still be on the hill. They must hurry to save them...”
”Don't worry.”
Before the words fell, a petite figure suddenly appeared behind them, bowed slowly with his hands on his back like a gentleman, and showed a naive and lovely smile under his white blond hair: