Chapter 618 The Inheritor of Ishruna in the Painted World
Do you want to stay and help the world?
If it were an ordinary magician, he would have run away long ago when encountering such a situation. The gains are not directly proportional to the efforts, and the noble spirit of selfless dedication is not something that a qualified magician possesses.
But do we really want to leave this world?
Gray didn't know. She was very confused. She subconsciously looked at Olga Marie beside her, only to find that the other person also turned to look at her as if she had a tacit understanding.
As if seeing through the confusion in her heart, Olga Marie crossed her arms and spoke proudly.
"Just do whatever you want. Are you worried about us? There is no need for this. As the heir of Animusfia, if you back down when encountering difficulties, Brother Mikael will be disappointed.
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"Don't worry about us."
Sakura also pulled Aya and stood up, smiling, and then stretched out her hand to hold Kirshtalia's arm.
"If there is any danger, teacher, you will definitely protect your lovely disciple, right?"
"Stop making trouble."
Kirshtalia sighed softly, and then patted Sakura's head gently. He really had no way to deal with this disciple of his.
He looked at Gray seriously. It was obvious that the other party was the "protagonist" of this adventure, and based on his understanding of Teacher Mikael, how could the other party let them go so easily.
If they choose to leave, they don't know what is waiting for them.
So the choice before me is simply no choice.
However, he did not intend to explain the truth of this world to Gray or others, and let them regard this as an unexpected adventure trip, which would definitely leave a very deep memory.
"Hehehe~~ Chronic Gray, everyone supports you so much, why should you hesitate? How can that guy who doesn't know anything beat so many of us alone?"
Yade's voice sounded appropriately, and he shook his body to show his presence.
"Grey, the slow girl, when you grow up, don't hug your knees and hide in... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh but, but..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a red-faced Gray shaking the door violently. It was very embarrassing to tell things about his childhood in front of so many people.
She took a deep breath and ignored the careless Yade, and looked around at the other people.
Yade was right, he really wanted to help this world that was on the verge of destruction, and he wanted to help them, but he was just afraid of hurting his companions.
In that case...
"I want to help you and help the world."
Gray said softly, and although her voice was very soft, it carried a firm will.
Just like the master helped her former self, she also wanted to do this, maybe she would be closer to the master.
"Really...I can't express my gratitude in words. Thank you very much."
Princess Akasha stood up, bowed respectfully to Kirshtalia and her group, then walked up to Gray and gently held her hand.
"Facing Ishruna's dilemma, I haven't changed anything, but after all, there is still something I can do."
She smiled slightly and then closed her eyes.
The burning first fire spread along her arms and spread to Gray's body. It was a warm but not blazing light that filled her heart, making her recall the day she met her master.
Not only was it the first fire, she could also feel extremely powerful magic pouring into her body, which was almost overwhelming, giving her the illusion that she would explode at any time.
At this moment, the wolf soul she absorbed was activated, and her cute little ears and big fluffy tail appeared again.
She no longer cares about shame, but she has to admit that after activating the wolf soul, Gray's physical fitness has indeed improved greatly. The swelling and pain disappeared immediately, and instead, it was like a bottomless abyss, absorbing water continuously.
That almost infinite magic power.
After an unknown amount of time, the transmission of magic power finally stopped. Gray opened her eyes and found that Princess Akasha in front of her seemed to have become too illusory. The outline of her body became extremely blurred, and it seemed as if she would disappear in mid-air at any time.
middle.
"Your Highness Akasha——!"
Seeing Princess Akasha in this state, Gray subconsciously shouted out. She could no longer feel the touch of the hand she was holding, as if she was holding nothingness.
"Don't call me Your Highness again. I have disappointed my father, but fortunately there is a chance to make amends."
Akasha's voice became more and more ethereal, and she just barely kept her figure from dissipating. She gave everything she had to Gray to help her overcome the fire of madness.
She raised her arms high. Because she lost the maintenance of her strength, this space also fell apart. The vibrant forest became yellow and shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the small animals also became old quickly, and finally collapsed.
Lost life on earth.
The false night sky was shattered, and blazing fire surged out, devouring the space and burning everything.
"Outlanders, I wish you good luck in martial arts——"
With her last words, flames filled the space, and a violent bright light lit up, shrouding Gray and the others, and penetrated the sky.
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The church was also shrouded in the light that emerged from the ground. Although it disappeared quickly, it still caused a commotion.
In the church.
Sister Gullweger woke up from her deep sleep, stood up slowly, and looked up at the nameless sculpture of the Holy King.
"Is it finally the last moment..."
She murmured to herself, then stretched out her palm and placed it on the bottom of the sculpture.
With the injection of magic power, the sculpture trembled slightly, and then the amplitude became larger and larger, sliding backward, leaving a secret passage leading underground.
She walked into a dark passage. Although there was no light, she was not troubled by it because this road had already been deeply engraved in her heart.
At the end of the secret passage, there is a wide and simple stone hall. The weak candlelight cannot dispel the rich darkness and can only illuminate a corner of the hall.
In the middle of the hall, there was a fully armed knight. He lowered his head and sat slumped on a stone chair. His whole body was bound by chains, and these chains extended to the walls and ceiling.
As if he felt someone coming, he slowly raised his head, and orange flames ignited deep in the dark eyes, swaying in the air.
He shook his body and tried to stand up, but complicated magic runes appeared on the surface of these chains, and intense light erupted, trying to extinguish the ignited flames.
The two sides were in a stalemate. It was obvious that this was not the first time such a confrontation had occurred, but as time passed, those magic runes began to fade.
When Sister Gullweger saw the flame, she subconsciously let out a muffled groan, her body trembling slightly, and the same orange flame appeared under her blindfold.
Her heart is being eroded by the rapidly growing chaos and wanton desire, her desire for destruction is getting higher and higher, and all her intelligence will be burned out by this flame.
——This is the fire of madness, the flame that destroys everything.
She took a deep breath, suppressed her emotions, moved hard, and walked up to the knight. Then she took out a sharp dagger from her waist, cut her arm open, and let the blood drip down.
On the knight.
As if he felt something, the flame of madness in the knight's eyes swayed, and then was suppressed. The magic runes on the chain also disappeared again, repaired and made amends, and everything returned to silence.
"Finally, just hold on, just hold on..."
She gently stroked the knight's helmet and whispered as if she was dreaming.