Shaman from Afar

"Boom!"

In Serel's mad laughter, Eckhart, who had blood on his eyes, knelt down on the ground, a trembling arm supporting his body from falling down, dying.

"How do you feel like a lunatic."

"I can't be ashamed to teach me the" common sense "of this world ... How can you teach me if you can't even lift your head now?"

The sneering Serior was grimace, with a bit of pleasure in his eyes. If he vowed that the knight stood here, he would be familiar with it, because that is the expression that Fanesis often can't help.

"Relying on the power of the Holy Cross and the Holy Grail, and relying on the little smart drill camp that is not worth mentioning, trying to grasp the power that does not belong to you at all, it will eventually pay a price."

"Fear, despair ... is the price you have to pay."

"I will make you feel scared and make you pay, but before that ... I have to let you admit your failure."

"I want you to say it yourself, you ... Eckhardt de Lyon, the emperor of the twelfth generation of the empire, lost to the hands of the Black Cross Cerior ..."

"Your many plans, efforts, efforts, sacrifices ... meaningless!"

"Your presence, resistance ... makes no sense!"

"Personally admit all this, I give you the despair of destruction, otherwise ... in the cycle that never stops, experience this irresistible fear time and time again!"

Narrowing his squinted eyes, Cerriol's unquestionable tone was unabashedly proud.

He had already won, and Eckhart, whose consciousness was badly hit, was not even as good as the vows of knights, and there was no room to resist.

The winner is naturally qualified to extort everything he wants.

Eckhart, with his head down, had no blood on his face, and his vision gradually dimmed. His consciousness was seriously damaged. Things that can't be reached.

Like heart ashes, Eckhart waited to die silently.

The sneering Serior slowly raised his hands, and the black mist poured out from under the worn robe, like a moth falling into the cobweb, wrapping Eckhardt little by little.

The silent Eckhart was motionless and did not struggle.

"Poo! Poo! Poo! Poo! Poo!"

Like when he swears to the knight, the wandering black mist bites the broken, like a snake, piercing Eckhart's body bit by bit, but always avoiding the consciousness that hurt him.

What Serior wanted was not just destruction, he had to enjoy the process. It didn't matter for the Black Cross itself, but for the former Fanesis, it was more than wine and food.

Even if it was once exiled and devoured, it does not mean that the consciousness of Fanesis has been completely destroyed; on the contrary, to a certain extent, Serel even needs to rely on the consciousness and existence of Fanesis to get faster Erod and control this world.

"Ok?!"

It was at the moment when Eckhardt was going to be given a fatal blow that Serel realized it was wrong.

He wanted to use the thunder and lightning that condensed the power of the void in the vortex to completely break Eckhart ’s shell, but this time ... the power of the void was converted into lightning more than twice as fast, that is to say ...

"The powerful force of the void can crush the weak, in other words, as long as the force of the void is manipulated more than the manipulated force, the power of the other party can be taken over ... Black Cross Serel, thank you for teaching me This common sense. "Eckhart's unbroken voice sounded:

"My thanks ... Please accept it without reservation."

"boom!!!!"

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"Bahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..."

The scream of Isaac Hysteria echoed in the dull thunder.

Waiting for the tentacles of the Evil God's body to fall, gasping Lucian grabbed Isaac's collar behind him, leaping a gray-blue light between the short blades of his right hand while leaping in place .

"May the void ... be with you!"

Roaring, the tentacles that had struck had been split in half by Isaac's scream.

"boom!!!!"

The body of the evil **** who had been chopped off his tentacles hit the rock wall violently, and madness burst out countless small tentacles from the obese body full of pus, and struck them like arrows of rain.

The desperate momentum is completely different from the body of the evil **** who always knows to devour living creatures, as if just to stop them or kill them here.

The huge body also completely blocked the exit to continue to move forward, and the retreat behind him had been blocked by Lucien himself, and there was almost no room for flashing.

If there is no retreat, the retreat will be cut off; if there is no way out, then a way out will be killed!

Carrying the screaming Isaac, the determined Lusien began to no longer care about the others, and launched a straight forward charge; even if the skin was torn apart by the tentacles under the rain, regardless of disregard, the mark of the evil **** will help Recovered by myself.

He knew that the ultimate purpose of this thing was to destroy his consciousness and completely occupy his own while eroding; so no matter how many injuries he suffered, the parasite-like mark of the evil **** would help him to restore it at any cost.

The shortcoming is to say that since the possession of this mark of the evil spirit, he is not long anymore, which makes Lushen particularly sorry.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

In an instant, Lusien carrying Isaac continued to break through, approaching the body of the evil **** at a speed visible to the naked eye; the tentacles in the sky were no longer crazy, but simply ignored regardless of whether they were far or near, straight hitting to intercept Two people.

The tentacles that collided with each other between the ruptured and **** pus swelled, even more than severed by Lucien.

The gleaming Mithril short blade and the sword of the Dragon Knight crossed the round dance, like a tracing light, twisting all the tentacles on the road that the two must pass through into pieces.

But if you look closely, you can see that the damage caused by the two weapons is completely different.

The power of the void emitted by the gray-blue swordmans can directly blow up the tentacles; although the dragon knight ’s gun does not have such tyrannical power, once the tentacles are touched by the blades, they will be swallowed as if they were devoured. No trace left.

If there is any wizard of the dragon kingdom standing here, he will proudly tell Lucien that this is the master of their research on the holy grail of the nine-pointed star.

The dragon knights of the ancient dragon kingdom, in the era when the kingdom was just prosperous and later developed, were all warriors with giant swords and spears hunting dragons; but when the kingdom gradually entered the era of destruction, they stood side by side with their old enemies. Fight against the invasion of evil gods.

The best way to fight against the power of the void is, of course, the power of the void; but there are also others who find ways to find inspiration from the Holy Grail and forge a blade that can use the laws of the material world to wipe out the power of the void.

One of them is the Dragon Knight ’s gun that the Knight brought back from the ruins of the Dragon King City; but for Lussien, he only felt that the blade was sharp enough.

Weapons do n’t need to be too fancy, easy to use ... enough!

Explode into pieces, tear them into flesh, cut off their waists, wipe them out ... no difference!

Dragging a residual image in the tentacles of the sky, Lusien was already approaching the body of the evil god.

"Isaac!"

"Don't call me!" Isaac, who couldn't cry, was crying, "I don't do it, I don't do anything!"

"Then hold on!"

"No ~ want ~ ah ah ah ............"

In the long scream, the gray pupil carrying Isaac rushed straight towards the roaring Evil God's body.

Countless tentacles have come from all directions, surrounding them in the center in the sky.

Avoid is unavoidable.

Then gamble!

Throwing the dragon knight's gun to Isaac, who was in a hurry, the vacant Lucien lifted the palm of the "caster" above his head immediately before it was pierced by countless tentacles and arrows.

High-level magic spell, the original impact.

"boom!"

The moment the collision sounded, a star vacuum with a radius of less than three steps was opened with Lusien as the center; the violent gas wave crushed all the nearby tentacles, and the scarlet blood mist bloomed in the air.

"puff!"

The gray pupil carrying Isaac rushed out of the air mist mixed with blood mist and pressed against the eyes of the Evil God's body.

The tyrannical monster feels "provoked" if it can really understand this, then more shots are exploded from the upper part of the torso, and the Lushen is continuously blocked.

Now I have reached the limit, even if I can't feel the pain and physical exertion, it doesn't mean there is no, just because the body has been eroded by the mark of the evil spirit.

Continue to fight, I am afraid that the body will collapse without knowing it. If there is only one person, Lucien does not matter, and he will gladly accept the result; but he is still carrying Isaac behind him. Shoulder the tasks and plans of Lord Loren.

Death is certain, but not now.

Victory is close at hand, but this is impossible.

The battle of the Great Green Sea many years ago is already an iron fact. In the face of the complete strength of the evil god's body, he still has the opportunity to contain or escape alone, and there is no good way to kill.

The wizard who wields the sword ... Except for the evil god, there should be only Lord Loren.

So Lu Sien's goal is not behind the Evil God's body, but above his head!

"boom!"

Then the original force hit the curled air wave, and Lusien, who was carrying Isaac, ran straight to the rock wall above his head.

"Isaac!"

"What are you doing?"

"is it here?"

"what?!"

"I asked if you are here ?!" Lussin blushed, growling.

"I ... should and should be biased, more than a dozen meters!"

"It doesn't matter, bet it!"

Through the impact, the gray pupil who flew into the air directed the gray-blue swordmans against the rock wall above his head.

"Boom!"

…………………………

Eckhart finally breathed a sigh of relief as he saw the terrifying Black Cross Serel turned into coke under the thunder, ashes, and scattered in the air.

The surrounding black mist gradually disappeared. Even if they didn't take action, they would eventually be wiped out little by little by the laws of the material world.

ended.

it's finally over.

From the death of Charlotte's grandmother, he began to plan, from becoming the emperor who mastered everything, until he realized his mission and meaning, and arrogantly designed this entire plan ...

Only Eckhardt de Leone knew what each of these steps was shocking.

His grandmother, father, siblings, son ... and everything himself has become the bargaining chip of this plan, let him go to this step.

Even in the depths of the heart, the initial fear turned into a hole card that made Serel paralyzed.

But it is still extremely dangerous!

All the chips and layout only have the opportunity to stand in front of the Black Cross; the real victory is that the other party unintentionally exposed, that little flaw.

Serel, he is not sensitive to the concept of time.

From the flaws discovered at the moment of contact, it was not until the last stroke that I made up my mind to seize control of the other party ’s last blow while the other party was distracting and tortured myself, and completed the anti-kill ...

If you do it again, Eckhart is not sure he can still have this determination.

But ... no if.

Everything is over. He, Eckhardt Salion, defeated the Black Cross. As long as the opponent's power is not completely dissipated, he can take the power of the Holy Cross completely with the help of the Holy Grail.

I will replace the Holy Cross and become the "god" guarding this world.

Brandon, his own son, will inherit the position of the royal family of Desalion under his refuge; the empire will rest forever in his palm and enjoy the never ending peace and prosperity and stability.

"Ok?"

Immediately before reaching for the Holy Grail, Eckhart suddenly froze.

After a while, the red eyes were a little clear.

"It turns out so."

"So ... that's what happened."

puff!

Without warning, the position of Eckhart's chest and heart burst, and black mist poured from his chest, eyes, nose, mouth, ears ... uninterruptedly.

Soon, the black mist condensed in front of him, and an indifferent face gradually appeared in the smoke.

"Yes, that's how it is." Serel said coldly:

"You are very clever, very clever ... but this wisdom cannot help you push your limits."

"limit?"

Eckhart, who did n’t change his face, opened his mouth slightly, his cheeks were gray, and he was the same as a dead man. ~ Www.novelmtl.com ~ For you, for the existence of these material worlds, the concept of time is your advantage and your limit. ; Just like you can never imagine, what happened at this moment, for me ... has already experienced countless times. "

"You will allow me to return from the void world, you will ignore my existence, you will let the elves kill you to paralyze me, make me careless, you will seize my only loophole and destroy me ... but unfortunately , It ’s not the Black Cross Serel that you ’re destroying, but the last trace of the consciousness of Farneses that belongs to this world, the last trace of which has long been lingering on the body. "

"To you, these are the past, present, and future; to me, these are all established matters."

"You can perceive my existence, use all-out plans, and turn everything into your bet at the moment ..." There was no trace of emotion in Serriel's voice.

With the death of Fanesis, his final emotions have also been completely stripped:

"It's a pity, Eckhardt de Leone, you ..."

"Gamble lost!"