puff"
In the Obsidian Hall, as the white light dissipated, the seriously injured Strange was caught by the Raven Lord himself as soon as possible.
At this moment, the Queen of Border Riana jumped into the hall and took over the seriously injured person from the Raven. Without staying for a second, she jumped away again and headed to the Raven's wasteland hell.
The glasses girl has prepared treatment equipment in the Mechanical Temple. Strange is seriously injured, but he should be able to survive.
However, because of his reckless actions before, he might have to recuperate in the hospital bed for a long time.
"He's good!"
Beside Merlin, Billy watched Strange be sent away. He gave a thumbs up and said to Merlin:
"I admit this junior brother, he is also a good hero."
"It's just too stupid and too impulsive."
Merlin shook her head helplessly, and said:
"A problem that can be solved by a magical hand must throw itself into such a desperate situation. Although his mind is commendable and his actions are worthy of praise, if this recklessness does not change, it will one day kill him."
"Wow, you wild mages"
Angela, who was sitting on the side, blinked her eyes, and the Assassin of the Immortal Palace waved his hand in dissatisfaction and said:
"It's a bit too harsh. Your disciple has done a pretty good job. In time, he will become a member of those monsters."
Merlin didn't explain anything about Angela's complaints.
From the bottom of my heart, Strange's performance was enough to make Merlin feel satisfied.
That guy even exceeded Merlin's expectations for him. Of course, Merlin had never expected Strange to win this battle for Supreme Mages.
Impossible.
Even if everyone else lets the water go, Strange can't win.
The gap of power is not that simple to cross.
The raven turned around and looked at the projection. He saw the scene of Modu and the flesh and blood of the great evil spirit dying together, and also noticed the pain in the eyes of Master Wang who was sitting on the steps.
Merlin shook his head, and he stretched out his hand and grabbed it gently in the void.
The next moment, Modu, who was dying, was caught out of the battlefield. He turned his head and said to the king who was covered with bandages:
"Take Modu back, take it back to Kamataj and hand it over to the Supreme Master."
He said to Wang, who looked surprised:
"As young people, as long as they are still working hard, it is inevitable to make mistakes."
"I also believe that no one in your holy land will blame him. After all, he has paid a terrible price to repay his mistakes."
After saying that, Merlin no longer paid attention to Modu and the others floating around him.
He looked at the projection in front of him.
The battle has entered its final stage. The only contestants who have not yet been eliminated are Dummy, Hermione, by the way, and Loki hiding in the dark.
That guy is really greedy.
"Buzz"
The golden portal dissipated the moment Modu was taken out of the battlefield world.
Before dissipating, the one-armed old man staggered out of the portal and fell to the other side of the mountain, in front of the shelter protected by Saint Joan of Arc with the barrier of order.
This sudden incident alarmed those who were brought into this shelter from other places.
Several young men saw the military uniforms of the bloody old man, and they were about to rush out to try to take him back to the shelter for treatment. Hermione did not stop them.
But just as the young men rushed over and ran to a place 2 meters away from the old man, the old man holding the gun suddenly raised his head and shouted:
"Don't get close to me! Back!"
His black horny face looked ferocious and his alienated skin looked very terrifying.
He looked at the young men with his muddy eyes, and he said in a difficult tone:
"I'm infected, and you may also be infected when you contact me. You are the last hope to go back!"
The young men who were scolded stood there, at a loss.
They are all the last seeds sent to the shelter when the world is on the verge of end of the world.
They had heard the story of the disappearance of the last legion in their world, and in their hearts, those soldiers were undoubtedly the heroes of this world.
"Return!"
The old man struggled to stand up, and he pointed the gun in his hand at the young people, forcing them to retreat back into the white barrier.
And this old man stood outside the barrier.
This white light rich in order power made him feel very uncomfortable. There was a residue of chaotic power in his body, which were two absolutely opposite forces.
He tried hard to straighten his back, and his turbid eyes looked at the people, children, and women in the barrier.
And those who were protected were also watching him.
It's like two worlds.
In this silent gaze, the old man's eyes finally fell on Hermione, who was holding the hilt of the sword. He took a deep breath and said to Hermione:
"Just just now, your companions told me that the collapse of the evil spirit's flesh and blood is not the end. If you want to save this world, you must, it must!"
Before he could finish his words, a severe pain burst into his mind.
The pain came so rapidly that the old man fell to the ground almost immediately. He grabbed the broken wound of his arm and could feel the alienated flesh and blood hidden in his body becoming active again.
The broken limb even has signs of regeneration, but that is not a good thing.
The power of chaos is approaching.
It is attracting the energy remaining in this continent, which is an invisible disaster that is coming.
"I know."
Hermione looked up at the east sky.
In the airspace that ordinary people cannot see, she can see an illusory spirit approaching the earth with its teeth and claws.
That evil spirit.
"it".
After losing the support of flesh and blood, it can no longer appear in the world in material form, but the essence of the evil spirit is this illusory matter, it just returns to its own origin.
It became much weaker.
But losing the protection of flesh and blood is not a bad thing.
This means that conventional weapons can no longer harm this illusory spirit.
Although the Western Continent can no longer be destroyed by physical collision, evil spirits full of malicious intentions can use their own chaotic thinking to completely pollute the last batch of normal lives protected in this world.
It knows what these damn outsiders are going to do.
They want to save the world!
Its action to devour the world has failed, but before leaving, it can cover despair again on the world.
Just destroy those lives
As long as the last life in this world is polluted, these hateful foreigners' plans to save the world will completely fail.
They entered the world ruthlessly and took away its hope.
Now, it will take theirs too.
This is revenge!
The final revenge!
"Bang"
In the invocation of evil spirits with their spirits, the uncontrolled chaotic aura was shot into the air of the Western Continent in a spray.
Above the shelter, the surface of the barrier of order supported by Joan of Arc, endless sparks began to thunder.
The evil spirit concentrated the aura of chaos at one point, causing the pressure the Saint Hero Spirit to bear to begin to rise rapidly in an exponential manner.
The witch Hermione could even hear the faint whispers coming from her ears.
That is the embodiment of the power of chaos.
Behind her, the ordinary people who were protected also felt the pressure of their hearts and the pain that acted on their spirits, just like ink was about to drip into the basin of water.
The last hope is also contaminated
"Buzz"
Above the eastern sky, behind the spirit body that was shaking its head and tail, a purple halo spread out in the sky.
The light was like a spider web, spreading layer by layer with a circle center, forming a large exorcist ritual bound by 23 light columns in the sky. The center of the halo is quickly perfecting this ritual.
Based on the Aden Seal of the Demon Hunter, it is combined with the spirit-rejecting spell that black wizards often use, plus other knowledge of the secret technique inheritance.
With his own strength, Dum bound the evil spirit rushing to the western continent to the sky of the turbid ocean.
He is trying to expel this evil spirit from this world.
But the evil spirits are still struggling.
The chaotic power it projected became stronger and stronger. It seemed that it had completely given up the expulsion ceremony against Dum, but instead made a desperate bet on destroying the last hope of the world before leaving.
"A decision has to be made, Hermione."
Holding a long sword in her hand and wearing a black suit, Artoria looked at the scene, she stepped forward and stared at Hermione with her green eyes, she said:
"Do you give up here or continue to protect?"
The witch did not answer.
She was also thinking about this issue.
The situation is very clear now. After the other contestants have been sent out of the battlefield, only she and Doum are left in this world.
In other words, the next Supreme Master must be born between her and Dumm.
If Joan of Arc wants to maintain the order barrier, he can no longer participate in the subsequent battle. In other words, facing Doom, Hermione can only have three heroes participating in the battle.
The chance of winning is very high, but the premise is that all three heroes remain in full swing.
If she chooses to save the last group of people in this world, Hermione will have to find a way to completely kill the evil spirits. Although Dumm is expelling the evil spirits, this expulsion will take time.
Joan of Arc is under great pressure. Once the order barrier disappears, the lives here may be infected by chaos in an instant.
Dumm doesn't care about these lives.
What he wants to save is the world itself. In Dum's opinion, even if all these people are infected, there is no big problem. This world will always give birth to new lives in the passage of time.
As long as the world itself is perfect
What about Hermione?
What was Hermione's decision?
She still had a card in her hand and hadn't played it out.
That trump card is a force that can guarantee that Hermione can win under any circumstances, but the price it will have to pay is also extremely terrible.
One side is to save the world, and the other side is to win.
Although Hermione tried her best to delay and avoid it, the problems that had been placed in front of Wanda, Shazam, Strange, and Modu finally appeared in front of her, and she had to make a decision at this time.
"Give up, Hermione."
The assassin, Yingling Skaha, who rarely speaks, appears behind Hermione. She glances at the crowd behind her with an emotional gaze, and she says:
"You've done enough for them, it's time to think about it for yourself."
"Joan of Arc will continue to maintain the barrier of order. She should be able to hold on until Dum exiles the evil spirit. What you can do is done, and it is time to make plans for the final battle."
"bass"
Accompanied by the sound of two weapons, Artoria's long sword and the war gun of the knight hero Brenheld, aimed at Scaha one left and one right.
The swordsman hero scolded loudly:
"Shut up! Skaha, this is the decision made by Yuzhu. I won't allow you to interfere with her!"
"weak!"
Skaha also retorted without any mercy.
She moved her wrists, and the scarlet spear was dancing in her fingers, dancing with a gale of rays.
She said to the swordsman and the knight:
"Everyone is about to die. I know what you think in your little heads, but as heroes, you should think for the benefit of the Lord, rather than letting your thoughts surpass the Lord's victory."
"It is the most in Hermione's interests to leave here and prepare for a final battle."
"Incomplete justice is not worthy of calling it justice!"
Faced with Skaha’s statement, Brenheld, wearing armor and helmet, responded coldly:
"Northern acts require sacrifices to be made even if they think in Hermione's interests. If the last hope of the world cannot be completely saved, the victory she has won is also incomplete."
"We have come to this point and give up at the last moment, which will make it difficult for her to convince the public."
"Don't argue!"
Hermione was terrified by the quarrels of his heroes.
She stood among the heroes who drew their swords and stretched out her hand to stop their disputes. The witch raised her head and looked at the bound evil spirits in the sky, and the roar full of maliciousness echoed among the mountains.
She looked back at the people behind her with different expressions.
Or despair, or fear, or pray, or silence.
People in this world have long lived in despair. If there were no foreigners like them, what would have been welcomed to this world would have been a destined end.
And now, they have brought hope into this world, and they are only one step away from the last dawn.
At this critical moment, if Hermione just pulled away
Let the hope that has been held fall to the ground, allowing these people who are unable to protect themselves to face the harassment of chaos alone.
What a cruel thing this is.
If it was the current supreme wizard, if it was the ancient master who was worshipped by countless witches and regarded as an idol, what would she do here?
The breeze blew, and Hermione's long hair danced on her shoulders.
She looked outside the barrier and the old man who rushed to report the news was already speechless in pain.
But he gritted his teeth and maintained a posture. He knelt on his knees, lowered his head, touched the ground, and twitched his body.
He is praying
This scene made Hermione feel a little reluctant to look at it.
She withdrew her gaze and looked behind her, the little girl with big eyes, who had already passed away her parents, about the same age as her daughter.
The latter didn't understand what was going on, she just felt very scared.
So she instinctively prayed for help from those who could protect her and trusted by her.
She grabbed Hermione's skirt tightly, as if hiding behind this beautiful big sister, which could give her some absolute sense of security.
The heroes were also silent, and the saint who presided over the barrier looked back at their master, and everyone was waiting for Hermione to make a decision.
"Are you teaching me how difficult it is to use this method? Brother."
Hermione squatted down, she stroked the little girl's head, and showed a big smile to her, as if she was holding her daughter tightly. Hermione hugged the little girl in her arms.
She gently kissed the girl's thin cheek.
Then, she raised her head and looked at the heroic spirit beside her, and she said:
"If we have embarked on the road to salvation, then go to the end with firm determination."
"Just please."
Chapter completed!