Sigrid's journey has been full of troubles. Since she was teleported away alone, the enemies she encountered have become more powerful and more numerous, and one of them has appeared that can interfere with her dragon transformation.
A strange dragon man with great power.
During the battle, Sigrid thought she was certain to die. Fortunately, she survived the dragon man's crazy attack and saw through the flaw in its fixed moves as a doll.
Using the two ultimate tricks of mixed blood furnace and dragon transformation, Sigrid finally removed his heart.
Sigrid actually wanted to destroy the heart, but she was surprised to find that the heart was still beating after being separated from the body, although the amplitude was very small. When she held it in her hand, she could still feel an inexplicable sense of depression.
Curiosity prompted her to put the heart in her bag and ask Lulu for more information after they reunited.
After the battle, Sigrid was really tired. She didn't dare to go into the room to rest, for fear of being inexplicably teleported to a strange place again, so she simply lay down in the corridor in a big posture. There was no one here anyway, so she didn't need to worry about it.
Imageless.
She stayed alert for a while. First, there was a violent explosion that made her sit up suddenly. Soon after, she felt a tremor in her soul. A sticky, cold feeling floated from the far side, as if it was about to invade her mind.
Sigrid didn't know where this feeling came from, but she instinctively felt that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so she could only cheer up and move on.
With her head, hands, and feet torn to pieces, the red-eyed Sigrid dismantled all the dragon puppets guarding the stairs. After fighting with the puppets, she found that this was the only way to delay the delay to the greatest extent.
The time of their resurrection.
Facing the unkillable and unkillable dolls, Sigrid, who was only good at physical arts, found it extremely difficult. This even made her waver in her practice of physical arts.
Sigrid climbed up the stairs and came to the upper floor. She was a little disappointed when she saw the structure exactly the same as the floor she was on. Did she have to deal with hordes of dolls again?
Whatever he thought came to mind, the staircase he was standing on faced three corridors, each of which echoed with the sound of footsteps, making it difficult to tell which one contained the enemy.
Taking off her backpack and taking a deep breath, Sigrid prepared herself for battle. Even if she was trapped and died, she hoped she would die in battle.
Firelight flickered and explosions occurred one after another. Before the doll arrived, the sounds of fierce fighting had already reached her ears.
Sigrid curiously searched for the intersection of one of the corridors, and quietly took a sideways glance...
"Why are there so many Lu Yu!"
A large number of Lu Yu pushed and waved the pamphlets in their hands and rushed forward with big bowls, leaving Sigrid stunned for a moment.
Tongues of fire shot out, melting the group of "Lu Yus" rushing forward into a pile of wax oil. The sluggish Sigrid watched as another Lu Yu flew away with a lizard dripping with hot wax oil.
When he came out, looking left and right, he was actually heading in the direction he was.
The two people who met unexpectedly were startled, took two steps back, and looked at each other nervously.
Lu Yu took out the contract he signed with Sigrid and issued orders with magic power. Sigrid subconsciously pinched her cheeks, and squeezed harder and harder.
"It hurts, it hurts! What are you doing!"
Seeing that the cracks in the contract were getting bigger and bigger and might break at any time, Lu Yu stopped.
"Sorry, sorry, I just met a monster that can synchronize Lulu's information. I thought you were also a doll..."
Sigrid, whose cheeks were red, gasped in pain. She had no time to care, because the wax doll behind Lu Yu had already caught up.
"Did you stab the doll nest? This is more than the dolls I killed down there!"
Sigrid was also frightened by the overwhelming momentum. She tore the dolls all over the place and followed Lu Yu wholeheartedly, turning around and running away.
"That's not true, it's just that the owner of this castle was seriously harmed by my summons, and he is probably having an evil rage."
"Did you seriously hurt him?"
"Absolutely. He looked directly at the summoned object I summoned, and his body immediately shattered. I heard that his consciousness was also damaged."
Speaking of this, Lu Yu laughed. Now that he had nothing to fear, he simply shouted loudly: "Clorence, are you still watching? Why don't you end it yourself?"
In front of the Twilight Book, Lawrence, who had a splitting headache, was shaking with rage.
The thing Lu Yu summoned was beyond his cognitive scope. After just one glance, his soul was filled with cracks like broken porcelain. The overwhelming aura that spread from top to bottom frightened him, so much so that he changed his mind.
After taking a body, the residual influence is still imprinted deep in his soul.
How could a third-level magician summon such an unreasonable thing?
Even if such a summoned object could be drawn, it would not be something that an ordinary summoner could summon without paying a high price.
Lu Yu is now alive and kicking, but he doesn't look like he has paid a heavy price... When did the summoning get a new chapter? Did a new genre of summoning come into being while he was sleeping?
Trembling all over, Lawrence suppressed his fear and began to rationally examine his situation.
He replaced the body of a half-dragon, and now his physical strength is somewhat guaranteed. However, the biggest problem is that the fit between his consciousness and this body is too low. Forced entry made his memory blurry again.
The events that happened are as hazy as clouds. Some of the magic and experiences he has engraved deep in his soul. If you look closely, you will find that the key details cannot be recalled.
The siren's conch sound could no longer trap Lulutis and Sera. This special doll that had delayed the two high-level magicians for a long time was broken through by the two magicians.
Based on the hints in the diary, Lawrence found what should be used in an emergency.
"Release the defective products in Warehouse No. 6."
The Book of Twilight shone with a faint light, the formation rotated again, and the bloodthirsty crimson color came out from the formation, illuminating Clorons.
Lawrence felt a chill. He didn't remember what was stored in Warehouse No. 6. He just followed the notes, but at the moment when the release ended...
"Shouldn't I release..."
"Why do I have such thoughts..."
"My head really hurts...is it because of seeing those eyeballs?"
"Lu Yu, Lu Yu!"
Clarence beat his head irritably, trying to relieve the waves of pain in his mind.
"No, I want to read on quickly, my memory, everything about me..."
The floor where Lulutis was was immediately echoed with weird laughter, and a cold breath swept through every corridor, catching up with them in just a few breaths.
Lulutis, who was feeling cold all over, stopped walking. At some point, all the lighting crystals in the corridor behind them were extinguished, leaving only the torch alone, emitting a faint light that could not illuminate the distance.
Sera felt something and pushed Anna and Isko, who were standing at the back, to the front of the team. She stared at the gradually darkening corridor and frowned.
The fog was spreading, and the disgusting breath and cold wind went hand in hand, brushing against Sera's face.
Sera, with a solemn face, turned around and shouted: "Run!"
Gu Jia
The monster lurking in the darkness felt the movement of its prey and instantly accelerated its speed.
Weird sounds kept coming from the walls on both sides of the corridor. Anna listened carefully, as if a group of people were gathering together and whispering something.
For Anna who was not very sensitive, it was a whisper, but for Sera the rabbit who had her ears erect, what she heard was... countless screams and wails that were spoken very fast.
"Lulu, I leave my followers to you. Hurry up and find Bass and the dragon girl in charge of the accounts."
Lulu stopped and watched in surprise as Sera carried her suitcase and walked into the darkness behind her.
"Sela, what are you going to do!"
"The explosion just now was definitely caused by Lu Yu. He must be in danger. What you have to consider now is to rescue him quickly. You don't have to worry about my affairs..."
Sera's tone softened: "Chosen by the God of Glory, I am the person chosen by the God of Glory, and I am the natural enemy of this thing... Why, you don't trust me?"
Sierra shouted proudly: "Have you forgotten, in terms of actual combat, you are not as good as me!"
Without giving Lulu a chance to say anything, Sera was completely lost in the darkness.
Lulu looked at the darkness that was constantly encroaching on the corridor and gritted her teeth: "You two, follow me."
The vicious tone made Anna and Isko tremble.
"Damn rabbit, you don't believe in God at all!" Lulu cursed in her heart as she ran.
Selah was walking in the boundless darkness carrying the box. The corridor had lost its entity, and the lighting crystals and torches had been swallowed up.
In the lightless world, Sera, who was covered in light, was like a little fish eager to be swallowed, walking with great arrogance.
"I admire your castle and your magic circle very much."
"Although your puppet may be made from the flesh and blood of people you killed with your own hands, and be driven by you after death, I can understand it, after all, most puppet masters are like this."
Sierra spoke leisurely and stretched lazily.
In the darkness, something cold and cold was swimming slowly. As it moved, it stirred up magic power, causing waves, and the ripples of water silently hit Sera's body.
It's testing.
"A respected old man once taught me that he had met countless people in his life and saved countless people, and he gradually discovered a truth."
The box fell to the ground and was as heavy as a mountain.
"Most magicians become less human the older they get."
Sierra tied up her hair, took out a long strap from the open box, and wrapped it tightly around her chest. Although it hurt, Sierra still exerted her strength.
"I asked him why, because in my impression, an old man like him is synonymous with kindness and kindness. He is the embodiment of kindness and the holiness that dust under the light does not want to defile."
Sera flattened the towering mountain into a smooth road, then drank a bottle of golden-yellow potion into his mouth, then took out a rusty dagger and sprayed the potion on top with force.
In the darkness, the ripples became more and more rapid.
"He said aging makes people lose their minds."
"No matter how wise a person is, when he recalls his youthful and powerful self and looks at his decaying and old body, he will fantasize about the beauty of his youth. The incompetent can only lie in a chair and fantasize, bragging about his past achievements to future generations, but there are
Capable people...they tend to look for vague possibilities, even if such possibilities are unconscionable, they will not hesitate to do so."
"Magicians are this kind of capable people. Compared with the incompetent people who nag and brag about the past when they are old, the destruction caused by the strong ones is a hundred times greater than the former."
"I have personally seen someone kill his son in order to live forever, just because he believed in the bard's story that 'eating the blood of one's direct relatives can extend one's life'."
"I have also personally seen people cook countless poor children in urns in pursuit of eternity."
The dagger shone brightly, its dazzling light piercing the darkness, illuminating the silhouettes wandering in the shadows.
The inhuman thing screamed and the horrifying sound could not shake Sera in the slightest. She stared at the twisted monster, the anger in her eyes burning.
The moon-carved barrier is a pure place born by coincidence. The rich magic power that makes countless magicians go crazy wraps this land of peach blossoms that makes people forget to leave.
If possible, what Serra hopes to come here is to see rare and exotic plants that have never been seen by the outside world, and strange races that have never been seen before, feel the vitality here, and praise the world.
But someone changed this place.
The more powerful magic power did not bring him cherishment and emotion, or even a pure heart willing to appreciate beauty and look forward to rebirth.
The evil desire to pursue eternity came here, and for that glimmer of hope, deformed monsters appeared on the soil where "life" was supposed to be born.
At the same time, it also brought the souls of those who died unjustly.
This rag bag, which is spliced together by the souls of countless dead people, swims slowly, and from time to time it regards Sera as a dragon gate and jumps over it.
Countless distorted and crazy faces appeared on the cloth bag, and the miserable howls they made together were horrifying.
He has no body, and all his souls are constantly changing, but the faces sealed in them remain unchanged forever.
"Soul magic, spiritual magic, are all presented here. You could have practiced quietly and waited for the magic to evolve to become a blockbuster... Even if you don't do this, you who have understood everything first can take it to the outside world and win the magicians.
I'm so grateful...but you chose the most despicable path."
"I don't believe in God, and I don't think there is a God."
"But at this moment...I am willing to wield the sword for the God of Glory that does not exist."
Sera shook the dagger, and countless "bags" hidden in the darkness began to appear. They hungrily surrounded Sera, the only living person, constantly twitching their noses and opening their mouths.
Sierra kicked the box over, and the "click" sound echoed around.
As if the bell of the meal was ringing, countless undead swarmed in and surrounded the flesh-and-blood Sera, and the sound of gnawing was endless.
The dazzling light penetrated their bodies and turned their faces invisible.
The dagger passed through the body of the undead, leaving only nothingness.
"God's chosen Sera, bid farewell to all the undead!"