In a city full of smoke and flames, Fisher leaned against the wall, panting, the light of the cane in his hand weakened again, and then, the magic emblem covering the cane slowly disappeared.
He is almost out of magic. He has prepared more than a hundred kinds of magic emblems for this journey. The entire cane is basically completely engraved, and it is almost exhausted in the battle with Philon.
Almost exhausted.
The opponent's fuel is the souls of those children, and squeezing a child's soul can burst out a lot of energy. Now there are five jars behind Philon's back, but there are only a few rings left in the staff in his hand.
The cane is now protected from damage by a magical emblem of [Reinforcement].
Moreover, there were many wounds on his body that were wiped out by Philon's death ray. There were wounds on his lower abdomen or chest that were oozing blood. There was constant pain, but because of the adrenaline generated by the battle, the pain was not that profound.
.
"Haha, Mr. Fisher's willingness to fight is indeed very tenacious, but if I'm not mistaken, the magic on your cane is almost used up."
In the smoke and dust caused by the battle in the distance, the tall figure walked out again. As he clapped his hands, the backpack behind him opened and another metal can was ejected.
He still has four jars, but Fisher can't wait until he uses them all.
Fisher was leaning on the edge of the ruins of the building, with no trace of panic caused by the desperate situation on his face, because reason told him that he could only survive by calming down and thinking, and it was meaningless to panic.
"Originally I only planned to use a few, but I didn't expect that Mr. Fisher's magic power is so strong, and he can easily master so many dangerous high-level magics. It's all thanks to you."
Fisher held the cane next to him in his hand and said to Philon,
"With this kind of technology, you can't accomplish so many things by yourself...Who is behind you? Nali? Shivali? Or Kadu?"
There are very complex buildings underground in Philon City. Even if Philon has researched all the research results about the soul on his own, and he is selling this energy to other humans, it is impossible not to be investigated unless there is something else.
The power of his body covered up his traces, otherwise Fisher would not have recently learned that there was such a thing in Philon City in the Southern Continent.
Philon looked at Fisher and was silent for a moment but did not answer Fisher's question. He just looked at his injured body.
"Fischer, I still agree with your proposal before. I can let you and the red dragon man go, and I can forget what you did to this city, but you have to ensure that you can't leak anything here."
..."
Fisher's eyes twitched, and he stood up holding on to his cane. His hands were stained with some blood, and as Fisher moved, the blood stained his cane.
"No need, this is the end."
Philon sighed, seeming a little regretful,
"What a pity for such a smart mind..."
As these last words appeared, his body lit up with dark blue light again. Fisher also took a deep breath, held the cane in his hand, and made a fighting posture.
"Ding!"
A ray of death shot in the direction of Fisher. Without magic, Fisher headed in the direction of Philon for the first time. His arm seemed to be injured, and even the cane he was holding was connected to the ground.
Make marks on the ground.
Want to get closer?
Philon thought so, but his body has the bonus of the steam backpack behind him, which is not comparable to Fisher's body. The power of igniting an entire soul makes him as powerful as Superman in the novel. In this case...
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The death light in his right hand gradually extinguished, turned into a fist and punched Fisher. Fisher raised his hand to block it with his cane, and the cane was instantly hit with a huge force, creating a ring of lighted emblems.
Fisher himself gritted his teeth and half-knelt on the ground, with his cane sunk into the ground.
"Fisher!"
Philoen seemed to want to give him one last chance, but Fisher's face was calm, and he tilted his cane slightly, making the cane draw an arc on the ground, leaving a mark. His left hand, stained with blood, was facing Philo.
Philon was punched in the face, and the punch hit, but Philon didn't move.
Fisher flexibly held the cane and dodged around, but his right hand holding the cane seemed to have lost all strength. He couldn't even lift the cane and kept it dragging on the ground.
Just hit his right hand like this and make him completely lose his ability to resist!
Philon's eyes condensed, and light shot out from his right hand. He took advantage of the opportunity for him to dodge and slammed into his body, forcing Fisher to use his cane to resist. Sure enough, Fisher had no choice but to raise his cane horizontally.
The blue energy from the back of Lorne's body was transferred to his right hand, causing the power to surge.
"Click!"
Fisher's right hand was directly dislocated, and the huge force caused him to fly upside down in mid-air. Fisher held the cane tightly with his left hand, inserted it into the ground and stopped.
The cane stopped in place, and Fisher also stopped as if he was relieved.
"Sorry, Fisher."
Philon stretched out his right hand, and the death light had been lit. He had given Fisher many opportunities. Since he wanted to stop him, he could only let...
"No need to say sorry, Philon, it's over."
Fisher covered his dislocated right hand with his left hand, but did not move the cane. The reinforcement magic on the cane had disappeared. Without the magic reinforcement, the cane instantly turned into fly ash and disappeared in the air.
His face was pale, but he still stared calmly at Philon in front of him.
Finish?
Philon looked at the calm Fisher in front of him, but suddenly realized something. His expression changed and he looked down at the ground, only to see that all the traces Fisher had carved on the ground with his cane while avoiding it seemed to be on fire.
A little red light burst out.
It turned out that it was a huge magic emblem, but unlike the circular structure of a human being, it was more like a deformed tooth, so Philon did not recognize for a while that what Fisher had carved on the ground was a magic emblem.
...
This guy carved a magic spell on the ground with his staff during the battle!
"Human blood is a natural magic material. I have improved this magic, but it should be powerful enough... Get out of here, I've had enough of looking at your gas mask again."
Fisher snapped his fingers coldly, and the dragon magic on the ground instantly collapsed, and a huge amount of flames instantly poured out from nowhere, like a huge fire storm that hit Philon who was standing on the magic emblem.
Devour.
"boom!"
The extremely high temperature melted all the lines connecting his prosthetic hand, and the backpack behind him exploded with the huge temperature. The remaining four light blue illusory bodies in the jar struggled to escape from the jar.
Scattered away, I don’t know where it went.
"Ua tsaug..."
Only the soul of one of the jars fell to Fisher's side like a nostalgic one. The little mouth didn't know what to say next to Fisher, but Fisher couldn't hear what she was saying at all, he could only see the
The wolf ears on the head of the little illusory figure were trembling.
"'Child who longs for freedom, follow the river of your dreams downstream. Look at the budding flowers in spring, the singing cicadas on the branches in summer, the golden wheat in autumn, and the shining
Hui's snowflakes. Just don't forget to send me a message and let me see you who has seen so many scenery. Go to sleep, Qiqi."
Fisher quietly recited a poem by Lao Fang. The soul next to him stretched out as if he was sleepy after listening to it. His hands hugged Fisher's neck in an imaginary way, and held the wolf-eared girl
Her face leaned against his.
She fell into a non-existent kiss, and the next second it slowly dissipated in front of the still-burning flames.
"boom..."
The flames of the Dragon Man's magic gradually dissipated. In the center of the burning flames, Philon's feet were completely burned and disappeared, and his eyes were looking at the sky. The gas mask he was wearing prevented him from being immediately
He was burned to death, but the nutrient solution burst out of the gas mask due to the high temperature, allowing the air to come into contact with his scarred skin. In just a second, the skin began to turn red and rot.
But he didn't cry out in pain, he just stared blankly at the sky. After a second or two, he laughed,
"Have I still failed... Putting aside the fight between us, Mr. Fisher, I still want to ask you again the question I asked you before. As a train track manager, what is your approach?"
Fisher was in severe pain all over his body. He could no longer stand and leaned on the edge of the ruins behind him. With the help of the flames burning next to him, he lit a cigarette. He was just in too much pain and wanted to relieve the pain.
He took a breath and said,
"I said, I won't do anything..."
"What if there were fifty people standing on each side of the train track?"
"The answer is the same."
"What about five hundred, fifty thousand, five hundred thousand?"
"The answer is the same."
"....Can you tell me the reason?"
Philon's eyes were full of eager curiosity. He seemed to be only one step away from the answer he had been pursuing all his life. Even though his body was close to death, his desire for answers far exceeded survival.
Fisher glanced at him and looked in the direction of his mansion in the distance, where burning smoke kept pouring out. He felt that Mil and the others were getting closer and closer to the ground, and they were all in good health.
Did Rafael succeed?
On the top of the mountain, the dragon with red horns dragged her companions out of the cave one by one. Even though she was stained with a lot of blood and dirt, her beauty was still difficult to conceal. As soon as Rafael came out
When she saw the scene outside, she panicked and searched for any trace of Fisher, even though she had been so disgusting in her heart.
Fisher's eyes were far away, and he thought for a long time. It seemed that he was trying to answer Philon and also to answer his own heart. He said this,
"Killing one person to save the world is something I don't even bother to do."
Philon looked at Fisher in the distance, seemingly lost in thought. After waiting for a long time, he seemed to have figured out something. Facing the messy dust in the sky, he burst out laughing.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
Fisher extinguished the cigarette and stood up staggeringly. Philon's voice on the ground gradually became smaller, but he still tremblingly took out an ancient book from his arms and handed it to Fisher.
"Hold this, it's up to you how to use this technology, but it's best not to tear it up, otherwise it will appear in another place in the hands of another person..."
Fisher took the ancient book he handed over with some surprise. The text on it suddenly changed and turned into the language of Nali. It read,
[Soul Completion Manual]
Fisher's pupils shrank slightly, and he turned to look at Philon on the ground in surprise. His eyes were empty, as if he had lost his vision, and his breathing gradually became weaker.
"Fisher, you are such a monster...leave quickly, this place is going to be destroyed."