Chapter 82 Opportunities are only given to those who are prepared
With a gentle sigh, it was like lightning pierced through Sophia's mind, the thick fog was dispelled, and memory pictures emerged one after another.
After he learned from Ralph that the powerful secret of the Sun King was hidden in the underground palace of the Plantagenet family, in order to become the sole heir of the Holy Herz Empire and for the illusory throne, he actually chose to marry Duke Ur of Plantagenet.
Li Xi and "Crown of Glory" Midalun cooperated and deliberately set up this amazing trap, even if they betrayed their good friends and the knights loyal to them, they would not hesitate.
But in the end, the partner he cooperated with turned into an irrational monster. If it weren't for the self-sacrifice of his friend Denis, he might have fallen into the abyss of death, and all ambitions and greed would have become nothingness.
The reason is that the reason why I have reached the desperate and dangerous situation step by step is because of greed, unrestrained greed, and greed without limits. No wonder this mysterious magician would sigh to himself, "Greed..."
Thinking back to my "greedy" sigh when I laughed at Frederic, Bayer, Alten and others, and then comparing it to the current scene, it is really a wonderful irony!
Regret, annoyance, pain, pessimism, despair, self-abandonment, all kinds of emotions are entangled in Sophia's heart, but she is a person who cherishes her life extremely, and her desire to survive is beyond her imagination. She has such a noble status, and she is not recognized by everyone.
The beauty you are chasing, the luxurious and exquisite life, the happy and fun things, the age of youth and your own strength, how could you die like this?
No, I haven't enjoyed enough yet, I still want to be promoted to a high-level warlock, I still want to get my own love, and I still want to live for another five hundred years!
I don't want to die!
All thoughts, all desires, all emotions merged into this cry, and Sophia placed all her hopes on Lucien in front of her.
Although he is a terrifying high-level magician and his own enemy, at least he still has sense and can communicate. As long as the conditions offered are attractive enough and he is willing to give up all persistence, he may not be unable to get a chance to survive. If he is given,
Jean Sophia looked up at the "pain devil" Miranda who was wrapped in black smoke at the entrance of the hall, at the half-broken soul that was sucked into the black mist, and at the painfully twisted faces. She shook her head quickly in fear, if
Let it win. Unless the magic circle is broken outside in advance, you will die in pain!
His emerald green eyes were fixed on the tall black figure. This was the only hope he could rely on. As long as he could stay alive and not lose himself, he could agree to any conditions he offered!
With hope, Sophia quickly calmed down her emotions of pain, abandonment, regret and despair with the help of spell casting, but new emotions quickly emerged.
Although this "pain devil" seems to be different from "greed". It is still in a hazy and chaotic state and does not possess the unique cunning, mystery and weirdness of the seven devils, but it is formed with the golden knight Miranda as the main body.
His strength and speed can crush almost all high-level magicians and heavenly knights.
Can this mysterious magician defeat it?
It wasn't until this moment that Sophia recalled the previous battle that she realized that the high-level magic cast by the mysterious magician in front of her relied on equipment, spells inspired by his own soul. The highest level was only five levels, although for a high-level magician
, whether a magic is effective does not depend on its level, but whether it is suitable for the current situation and the current battle, but it is too weird that I have never used a sixth-ring magic.
Could it be that he was a sixth-ring mage who had just been promoted for less than a year, and besides triggering spells, he hadn't had time to learn a few six-ring magics?
Thinking of this, Sophia's heart tightened again, and despair and pessimism filled the air again.
"O gracious and merciful Lord, please send your strength to him and help him kill this evil devil."
Sophia, a spellcaster who was not very religious, subconsciously began to pray for the blessing of the God of Truth when she was at her most desperate. Although it always felt a little wrong to let the God of Truth help a magician, she could not think of so much.
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So many thoughts and emotions were changing continuously in Sophia's heart. It seemed that a long time had passed, but in fact, since Lucien lamented her greed, the second hand of the pocket watch in her pocket only jumped three times.
Midalun said in a sleepy voice:
"Come and surrender to the deepest and most profound pain."
"The essence of the world is pain, and the process of life is pain!"
He walked forward step by step as if dragging countless pains. The "star movement" in Lucien's right eye became more and more intense. However, due to the huge gap in ranks, he could no longer be the same as when facing the "greedy projection".
After detailed analysis, only vague judgments can be made:
"It seems that because Midalon's own strength is too strong and his will has reached a peak below the legendary level, even if the 'pain' devil has a projection in his mind and draws strength to grow wildly, it cannot completely digest his consciousness for a while.
It is still in the midst of fierce devouring, and its external manifestations are not as weird and flexible as greed and hatred, but heavy and rigid."
"But I can crush everyone here with just the strength of level 9. Even if I hold the pale justice, if the speed is not enough, I am afraid that even the black mist around him has not been completely broken, and he has been beaten by him.
Killed by killing him."
As Midalun murmured, the twisted faces in the black mist around him spoke in pain:
"The birth of life brings mother's pain..."
"The pain of growing up can also cause unresolved pain..."
"Being sick can be painful..."
"Poverty hurts..."
"Love can be painful..."
"Ageing can be painful..."
"Despair hurts..."
"Death is more painful..."
Each face tells a story of pain, and combined with the distortion it shows, it's like waves of psychedelic pain oppressing Lucien's soul, making him a little restless.
"We can't let him go on like this!"
Lucien forcibly suppressed his emotions and took out something from his storage bag.
A sun-like phantom appeared in Midalun's mind, like a crown of glory, but it suppressed the surrounding black air and made the painful faces speechless.
"There's still some conflict between Midalon's sunshine bloodline and the pain devil's power?"
"Chance!"
"If you miss this opportunity, there will be no if!"
Lucien made a prompt decision and threw out the test tube in his hand. He chanted a difficult incantation and made complicated spell-casting gestures.
The sun's rays became brighter and brighter, seeming to envelop the entire hall and turn everything into smoke.
Sophia's eyes narrowed slightly, and her heart was filled with a bitter smile and despair. Under the "Crown of Glory", is there any hope of survival?
The crystal-clear test tube was tumbling in mid-air, and inside was a solidified colorless substance, exuding a deep chill.
Under the influence of the mental power driven by spells and spell-casting gestures, this colorless solid twisted and squirmed. Absorbing the meaning of deep cold, it soon turned into a long, lusterless ray, lashing towards Midalon like a whip.
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When he received the Ice and Snow Medal from his teacher Fernando, Lucien heard him say that Helen, the "Ice Witch", had successfully produced solid helium through pressurization. Therefore, during the preparation period, he asked the Storm Master to produce it according to Helen's method.
Two tubes of solid helium, sealed and stored in a precious container comparable to high-end items. As my final trump card for this adventure!
Under certain circumstances, Lucien would never make fun of his own life!
The unique magic of the nine rings, "Whip of the Ice and Snow Goddess"!
Long rays of ice crystals penetrated the shining sun's rays.
Midalun only noticed the danger when the nine-ring magic took shape. It was too late to avoid it, and the black energy hurriedly rolled back and enveloped himself.
The black air solidified. The surrounding air solidified, Miranda's blood also solidified, and her skin became like ice crystals. Together with other crystalline solids that reflected the "rays of the sun" around it, it shone with gorgeous colors, dreamy and beautiful.
Near the entrance of the entire hall, there is no gas or liquid. It has become a purely solid world. No, there are still things that can move. The twisted and painful faces are swaying from side to side, but they cannot escape from the solidified black air.
Get out.
This, what kind of magic is this? What level of magic is it? Okay, so scary!
After Sophia saw the mysterious magician throwing a test tube, a difficult and rugged spell sounded, and an ice crystal ray formed. It seemed to have nothing special, but it ended up in such an exaggerated and terrifying scene, so her pink lips were half opened and her beautiful eyes were
I was stunned and couldn't believe what I was seeing.
This is the ninth-level powerhouse, Golden Knight Midalon!
He, what level of magician is he?
Sophia felt that she could no longer guess the strength of the mysterious mage before her birth. This did not rely on items or scrolls!
The only thing she can be sure of is that this mysterious magician is very powerful, very powerful, very powerful!
"It would be great if I could be as powerful as him, and be able to protect myself when encountering dangerous situations..." Sophia was shocked, and her mind was almost blank with random thoughts.
But Lucien was not feeling well at the moment. Although the nine-ring magic was released by relying on precious casting materials prepared in advance, after all, the level gap was too big. After a "Whip of the Ice and Snow Goddess", his mental power was destroyed.
I was almost exhausted from smoking and had a splitting headache. It was impossible to use any other magic.
At this time, a cold and refreshing touch came from his left hand, and the "Origin" of Holm's crown ring fed back the mental power stored in advance back to the body. Lucien's headache was immediately relieved, and then he seized the time and couldn't wait to use "Brutal"
"Strength Technique".
The coldness of the "Whip of the Ice and Snow Goddess" alone cannot kill the weird and mysterious "pain" devil. You must give it a fatal blow before the ice and snow melt!
The solid world that did not belong to normal conditions quickly collapsed, and magic flashed on Lucien's body.
Drops of water formed and immediately turned into white mist. Lucien took out a bottle of potion and drank it down.
The ice crystals disappeared, and Mildalen's body disintegrated, like ice and snow flying all over the sky. Lucien strode forward with an ordinary long sword in his hand.
The painful faces were twisted into balls, and a little black energy emerged from them. Lucien raised his sword high and slashed down hard.
"Why did he become a knight again?" Sophia, who didn't understand what was going on, thought in shock, but she felt quite relaxed and at ease. After seeing the mysterious magician use magic comparable to the nine rings, she seemed to have found support.
, seeing real hope, I am no longer so nervous and worried, and have full confidence in him.
Ah! The painful screams echoed in the hall, and the pale justice struck the strange ball made of entangled faces.
The black energy disappeared under this faint luster, and the twisted face that was not afraid of freezing before fell apart and screamed into nothingness.