Chapter 2070 The Guardian of the Spiritual Weapon shows his sharpness and laughs at the misfortune of fate
Subconscious, this kind of thing cannot be completely resisted by even the most powerful people. It is a kind of behavior that you know you shouldn't do, just like seeing your boyfriend who has been broken up for many years suddenly appears in front of you one day, and is also raped by another person.
A woman holds arms.
In the same way, Christine naturally knows that everything is caused by the backlash of the consciousness space. Even if everything really happened before, it has nothing to do with her now.
But she saw her parents being burned alive, saw her family besieged and suppressed because of her status as a mixed-blood elf, and saw her loyal retainer finally committed suicide in exchange for her continued survival. In this way, Christine completely collapsed, and even
The flow of life force begins to slow down.
Christine is a very proud person, so she does not want to owe anyone no matter what. But through the results presented through the illusion, it seems that she has owed many people since the day she was born.
She felt that the name "Head of the Eldagos Family" was getting heavier and heavier, so heavy that it was about to crush her shoulders, so heavy that she wanted to escape.
She cannot resent her father, who is a pure-blood elf, and her mother, who is a dark elf. Just because that is the continuation of the bloodline, as long as her parents burn away the last ray of life force.
She cannot resent the Aldagos family because all the family members chose to stick to the tree house to protect herself as a baby girl.
She couldn't resent the retainer's incompetence, just because he didn't abandon her and fled the Elf Continent alone. Doubtfully, he offered his hands to her in order to ask for a glimmer of life.
She cannot resent the Dark Elf Queen, because although she always regards her as a plaything, she actually saved her.
She can't resent her mentor, because her mentor regards her as her own child and has trained her carefully since she was a child, no matter how much magic crystal and energy she spends.
Therefore, Christine can only resent herself. It feels as if she is superfluous. If she did not exist, both the Shimmering Forest and the Whispering Forest would be in peace.
Once upon a time, she was full of confidence when she reached her peak. Once upon a time, she remained calm when she was being chased and intercepted by thousands of enemies. Once upon a time, she faced the ancient ferocious beasts and faced any dangerous existence that dared to harm her companions.
The first despair was during the period when Hastur was silent due to her journey of transformation, and the second despair happened today. She stared at the constantly twisting and changing space, and the sparkle in her eyes was slowly shrinking.
A buzzing sound sounded out of thin air, and the Wand of Annihilation was seen floating into the air. Then it began to stir up the power of dark spiritual energy and poured it into Christine's body.
The mysterious lines on its surface flickered one after another, but unfortunately they failed to reach the top of the wand in the end. The Wand of Nirvana fell back into Christine's arms, like a defeated baby, unable to emit any ghostly light. But this is enough to wake up Christine. At least it can make Christine wake up and no longer be affected by the illusion.
"I'm sorry, it's true that I'm too embarrassed. But a memory, whether it's true or false, has nothing to do with me now."
"I thought that in this world, apart from Hastur, I should be an orphan like Boom. But today I felt your rhythm, and it turns out that you are still guarding me silently." "Then... let me handle the rest of the matter. After all, this is my journey of cultivation, and I can't give up halfway."
Due to the large amount of dark psychic power being poured into her body, Christine, who was originally confused, regained consciousness again, at least she was no longer so desperate that she planned to give up her practice.
However, the Wand of Annihilation did not respond to the "hearing words". It just flashed silently and became a dead thing.
Christine is a smart person, far smarter than most people. Looking at her life journey of more than 500 years, she seems calm and calm no matter when facing danger or major decisions.
On the one hand, that confidence comes from its own strength, and on the other hand, it is due to the careful teachings of its mentor Sauron in his early years.
But even so, she still missed some things. For example, she ended up traveling with Boom and his group, for example, she betrayed the Whispering Forest, and for example, she transformed into the necropolis, Philecht Nalantis, the fourth level of the Dark Forest.
, such as the magic wand that she has been with for more than five hundred years.
The Wand of Annihilation was a birthday gift given to her by her mentor Sauron in the early years, and Sauron only had one disciple in his life, Christine, so how could he give her such a clumsy thing.
According to legend, the Wand of Annihilation is a treasure left over from the ancient magic era. It was once the weapon of a certain dark magician and was contaminated with the blood of countless ancient ferocious beasts.
The great dark mage said before his death that he had never been able to get the Wand of Annihilation to recognize him throughout his life, otherwise he would have reached the peak.
The late great dark mage only lit up half of the mysterious patterns on the surface of the wand of annihilation. Looking back at Christine, she was only one step away from lighting them all up.
Moreover, the spiritual energy fluctuations emitted by the Wand of Annihilation are not resistant to being driven by Christine. It is only because of Christine's current lack of strength that she cannot help her.
If Boom's Black Wood Flower is compared to a slovenly businessman, the Nirvana Wand is like a nobleman sitting in a carriage, always maintaining an elegant posture and always cautiously peeping at the scenery outside the curtains.
Black Muhua will support Boom unreservedly, whether it is training or fighting, just like a pair of brothers who share adversity.
The Wand of Annihilation is more like a close friend who respects Christine as a guest. It will neither add icing on the cake to win applause, nor will it rashly promise anything when it is completely impossible.
Therefore, after the Wand of Annihilation infused those dark psychic powers into Christine's body, it chose to remain silent, regardless of whether the other party could go further.
"It's best this way. At least I'm already burdened with too many things, and I'm already a little overwhelmed."
"The name of the half-blood elf, the name of the head of the Eldagos family, the lord of the fourth level of the dark forest of the necropolis, Philecht Nalantis."
"I am still more accustomed to fighting, and more accustomed to entrusting my destiny to the final appearance of the spell. I am indeed a little tired, and I really don't care about the past grudges."
"Christine Hull Aldagos...I am just one of the guardians of the necropolis, Philecht Nalantis, and a great dark magician.
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"As for the names of the past, let the scholars write them into the history books, and let the bards compile them into new lyrics."
Kristine said this, and then the dark psychic power became violent again, so violent that it tore the entire illusion to pieces. First she shattered the consciousness space with her own hands, and now she broke free from the shackles of the illusion. Kristine is worthy of the name of a genius, and she is worthy of her name.
You can master your first self-created spell in three days.
"From now on, I will show myself as a mixed-blood elf, and I will no longer be stubborn because of my flaws at the bloodline level."
"From now on, I will show myself as the head of the Eldagos family and will no longer run away from my destiny."
"From now on, I will treat the two major elven groups equally and will no longer favor either side."
Christine's voice echoed in the dark forest for a long time, and the power of dark psychic energy once again took the dominant position, and the entire space became calm.
The dark elemental elf smiled and got into her body, and then Christine floated into the air, her beautiful bright red eyes flashing again.
Staring down at her palm, when her fingernails finally grazed, there was a fourth blood mark on Christine's palm. She used this to calculate the training time, but from the moment she embarked on the training journey, she had just spent