All factors must be considered and all chips must be put on the line!
Just for the final victory.
chips.
What leverage do I have?
Thales gritted his teeth gently and forced himself to calm down in just a few seconds.
I only practiced the Northland military swordsmanship for a month and it was almost useless.
The sin of the Hell River far exceeds the physical load and can hardly be used anymore...
The Purifying Edge lost in countless flesh and blood...
He had just been turned into a sharp and invulnerable shadow, with inexplicable magical energy...
The title of Prince of Stars, the identity of a candidate for magician...
No.
etc.
besides.
There is one more chip.
The last thing.
Thales stared at the first monster running towards him and clenched his fists.
Giza's smile became more and more relaxed.
The next moment, Thales gritted his teeth and stretched out his trembling right hand behind his back.
When he pulled his hand back, there was already an additional weapon on it.
It was an insignificant dagger.
One side of the dagger was stained with the blood inside the tentacle.
Two letters reflected on the blade.
j.c.
Seeing his actions, Giza was slightly startled.
Thales panted heavily and raised his dagger tremblingly towards the monster that was so close.
"Dagger?" The magician snorted, "That's not the legendary anti-demon weapon, is it - do you want to stab me with that thing?"
dagger.
Giza watched quietly as the boy holding the dagger was surrounded and attacked by monsters.
This scene.
It looks familiar, doesn't it?
Thales lay on the ground, trembling his lips, and weakly opened the Iron Body pose to fend off the first monster.
"clang!"
"No." Thales rolled to the side in pain to avoid the monster's sharp stab, only to feel that the muscles on his body were getting more and more sore.
He panted, raised his head, ignored the other monsters that continued to run towards him, and looked back at the Blood Magician.
"I'm not stabbing you..."
The next moment, Giza couldn't help but be startled, and then looked at the boy with doubts as he put the dagger into his left hand.
Just listen to Taylor's faint and authentic voice:
"Stab myself."
The two monsters jumped into his arms and stretched out their thorns at him.
The boy with a gloomy face just pulled the dagger blade in his hand hard.
Pain and warmth came from the palm of my hand at the same time.
With his physical strength reaching the limit, Thales' eyes became distracted and he allowed several monsters to pounce on his body.
Knock him down.
The familiar hot feeling came from inside the body and slowly turned into a burning sensation.
Scenes appeared in front of Thales' eyes.
He raised his dagger and rushed towards the vicious Quaid.
He lay on Yara's back, and the two of them ran through the streets.
In the dungeon of Manor Manor, he reached for the lock on Rolf's body.
He stood in the Hall of Stars, gritted his teeth, and spoke to the princes of the kingdom.
With his hands tied, he stood up with difficulty facing Serena, who had a winning chance.
He hugged Araka's neck tightly in the bloody siege of the Black Sand Territory.
He struggled to pick up the heavy sword in front of the five Grand Dukes of Exeter.
Under the formidable gazes of Esida and Black Sword, he raised his hands and spoke with numbness.
【It’s just another game.】
A familiar and gentle voice sounded in his ears.
The hot and burning sensations are getting stronger and stronger.
He needs to win.
This needs to end.
The best means are needed.
need……
Giza narrowed his eyes and looked at the countless little monsters, one after another rushing towards Thales on the ground, covering him tightly.
"Hiss..."
She is very satisfied.
She knew that her little cuties would mercilessly kill this boy who was not a magician yet but knocked on the door inexplicably.
But just at this moment.
The blood magician seemed to feel something, and his whole body was shaken!
What?
I saw a red light leaking out from the dense pile of monsters in the direction of the boy.
Then comes the second, third, fourth...
The light grew stronger and stronger, illuminating this cave of flesh and blood.
Giza looked at this scene in surprise.
Until those dark monsters all trembled!
Several streaks of fly ash floated out from the gaps in the dense pile of monsters.
There are more and more ashes.
The dark monsters fell powerlessly, shrunk, dissolved, and scorched.
Then turned into ashes.
Finally, most of the dark monsters disappeared, leaving only a few who escaped by avoiding and hiding, dying.
The blood magician stared in disbelief at the boy who stood up again from the pile of countless flesh and blood and ashes.
"how come……"
Thales knelt on the ground, pressing his knee with his right hand, bending over and panting.
He almost broke his teeth.
I don't know when.
The Purifying Edge, the lost magical red sword, has reappeared in his trembling left hand.
The blade of the sword is red and shines brightly.
"Is it your ability again?" Gisa stared at Thales's left and right with an ugly expression, as if he wanted to poke a hole in his palm: "No, you are going further and further down the road of misfortune..."
Thales frowned.
Unlucky?
"Magic Master... this is not a talent or blessing..." the Magic Master said slowly, his eyes full of severity and hatred: "It is a curse and bad luck..."
Thales stood on the ground, listened to her words, held the Purifying Edge that suddenly appeared in his left hand, and took a deep sip.
"enough!"
The second prince roared angrily.
Gisa stopped talking and looked at him in surprise.
"You madman who doesn't listen to others," Thales tried his best to stand up from the ground, "Listen to me!"
He took a step forward and chopped an intercepting tentacle into ashes with one sword.
"Asheida wants to force me to become a magician." Thales only felt that his steps were weak and his body felt uncomfortable, but he still gritted his teeth and walked forward step by step: "And you, you want to stop me from becoming a magician?
"
"Fuck you," Thales gasped, "Fuck you."
The blood magician looked at him quietly.
"When I came into this world, the things I did were always the same."
Thales exhaled and struck out with another sword, stabbing a monster that was trying to attack his left leg twice, and watched as it turned into ashes under the sword's edge.
"Struggle, survival, that's all." Thales took a step forward with difficulty, "No matter if you are a beggar or a prince."
Giza narrowed her eyes, her eyes complex and profound.
"But I don't like this world. I want to be free to choose and choose the life I want," Thales once again took a deep breath of the smelly and sour air and said hoarsely:
“Choose who I want to be—without having to be pushed, pushed, or pulled by anyone else!”
"I struggle with this."
Thales walked up to Giza with determination and perseverance in his eyes.
"This is who I am."
"Tiles Bright Star."
The blood magician stared at him without saying a word.
But the next moment, a sudden change occurred!
"boom!"
It was like a torrent rushing from the blood vessels to Thales's body!
In an instant, Thales felt a tearing sensation from the Purifying Edge in his hand to his hand.
It was like someone was cutting his palm.
Thales lowered his head suddenly and looked at the Purifying Edge in his hand - he saw that the red light on it was getting stronger and stronger.
what happened?
The next moment, this cutting-like pain escalated into severe pain!
Spread throughout the body.
"Ahhhhh!"
Thales couldn't bear it anymore, his face was twisted, and he couldn't help but scream.
Is the Purifying Frontier... rejecting him?
The pain spread all the way from his arms to his body, causing Thales to tremble and kneel to the ground.
Oops……
Oops!
It hurt more and more - like this weapon was destroying everything about him!
He remembered:
The legendary anti-magic force...is the magician's nemesis?
In severe pain and trembling, Thales shook the Purifying Edge in his hand tightly...but he couldn't get rid of it at all!
It's like it's stuck to your hand.
He regretfully thought of Serena's words.
He also remembered the tingling feeling he felt when he was on Araka's back and didn't move the bow.
But the stinging pain at that time was completely incomparable to the severe pain now!
At this moment, Giza laughed.
"You are still a little younger," Thales looked at the blood magician's expression in disbelief, and listened to her softly saying: "You want to deal with me, so you must get the legendary anti-magic weapon, right? You
And it did succeed - using your unformed magic power."
"But...you almost forgot," Giza sighed: "You are half a magician?"
"Ah!" Thales cried out in pain.
Panic struck again.
Giza…
Has she even figured this out?
He remembered Giza’s words: [That’s not the legendary anti-demon force—are you going to stab me with that thing?]
So... Thales thought regretfully: At that time, she, who had the upper hand, was already hinting at herself and making arrangements for her possible counterattack in the future?
Just to limit his vision back to the Frontier of Purification?
"Hahaha," the blood magician shook his head and said, "Look, this is one of the sorrows of the magician - this little thing can suppress us to death."
"Even if you are not a true magician yet, the magic energy you have used before is enough for it to be effective."
"And if you truly become a magician..."
Giza looked at Thales who was screaming in agony, put away his smile, and showed sadness in his eyes:
"The moment you touch it, you will lose consciousness and strength forever and enter the eternal seal."
Thales was in no mood to listen to her words. He just felt that he was about to be swallowed up by the power emanating from the sword's edge!
"Don't worry, I'll help you get rid of it."
Giza sighed.
"If becoming a magician is your inevitable destiny," the magician said calmly, "then let me save you."
"As I promised."
save?
Save the shit!
Thales closed his eyes tightly, enduring the rejection of him by the Purifying Edge.
He wanted to let go.
But in the extreme pain, with his face distorted, he could hardly even feel his own hands.
Giza took a deep breath, and with the consciousness of the magician, another batch of tentacles grew out of the flesh and blood on Thales' side.
He slowly aimed at the boy who was being repelled by the legendary anti-demon armed forces and unable to move.
Once again, Giza smiled pleasantly.
The flesh and blood under Thales' feet transformed into a trap, trapping him tightly.
The tentacles draw out sharp spikes, preparing for the next round of attack.
No.
Thales closed his eyes tightly and his whole body was shaking.
No!
Just at this time.
A burning sensation similar to the first time I held the Purifying Edge suddenly came from my hand!
The red light on the sword's edge gathered as if it were real, and was transmitted along the sword's edge to Thales' left hand.
Thales is so excited!
At that moment, he seemed to be touched by a hand.
Even the pain seems to be relieved?
I saw the burst of red light continuing to climb up slowly along the veins on the back of Thales' left hand.
It looks like glowing blood flowing through the blood vessels, which is extremely weird.
For some reason, after the red light that he felt was hot gushed out from the Purifying Edge and entered his body, Thales suddenly felt that the sense of cutting and rejection actually began to subside!
Thales took a sharp breath—he had held his breath for so long in extreme pain that he had even forgotten to breathe—and felt his hand again.
The cutting and destructive pain gradually reduced to a slightly bearable sting.
What is the principle of this?
Can it actually... alleviate the rejection of me by the legendary anti-demon armed forces?
Thales trembled, his doubts about the sword deepened a lot.
But he was saved after all.
Thales stood up slowly
He raised his head and looked at Giza steadily, with a strange look in his eyes.
Giza's expression changed, and she noticed something strange about him: "You..."
Thales looked at her, then at the flesh trap under his feet and the tentacle thorns around him, feeling the stinging and burning sensation from the sword in his hand.
"Maybe one day I will become a magician," Thales said slowly, suppressing the feeling in his hands, "but it is definitely not because of some inevitable fate or forced choice."
Giza's pupils on the "wall" shrank.
"But because I want to become a magician."
Thales bit his lower lip, lowered his head and said.
"I will use my own eyes to see clearly what a magician is, and I will judge and understand what magic is."
"What kind of power will you gain and what kind of risks will you face?"
"Then, I will decide whether to become a magician or not," Thales raised his head, with unquestionable determination in his eyes: "And what kind of magician to become."
"It doesn't matter how far I can climb or what kind of scenery I can look at. What's important is that it must be my own choice."
"This is what I came into this world and have been struggling for and working hard for."
Thales exhaled his last breath.
Then, he raised his sword and slashed through the traps under his feet and the tentacles around him.
In the ashes, Thales stood up again with his trembling legs,
Giza's eyes moved.
"Don't even think about it!"
The girl grinned her lips and her eyes were cold.
Soon, Thales felt his feet shake!
The series of shocks that caused him to fall to the ground before the sword fell from his hand appeared again at Thales' feet!
Thales' figure swayed and was about to collapse.
But he had experienced it once. Thales reacted quickly and knelt down, lowered his upper body, and at the same time inserted the Purifying Edge into the flesh beneath his feet.
Keep him from falling again.
The flesh and blood made a "sizzling" sound like burning, slowly dissolved, evaporated, and turned black.
Then turn into ashes.
The ground made of flesh and blood shrank during the vibration, seeming to be groaning in pain.
Giza let out a low roar of reluctance.
Fortunately... Thales thought to himself: Facing the same shock, he stood still.
The next thing to do is...
"Forget it."
Giza was a dozen steps in front of him and said coldly: "You can't stand up at all, let alone get close to me, let alone seal me with that weapon."
Thales frowned.
"Let's take a look..."
The flesh and blood around Thales swelled again, and the outlines of monsters emerged from it.
The blood magician narrowed his eyes and stared at the world-purifying blade that Thales had inserted on the ground:
"That sword of yours...is it used to maintain balance, or to destroy enemies?"
That moment.
Thales suddenly had a strange feeling.
Monsters around him were born from flesh and blood, but Thales ignored them—he no longer even cared about what kind they were or whether they were dangerous.
He seemed to be in that state again.
The previous feeling of being cut off from emotions and thinking indistinctly came back again.
It's just that... it's not as thorough, as wonderful, and as enjoyable as "before".
Thales glanced at Giza in the distance.
A distance of more than ten steps.
Under the endless tremors of the ground, I couldn't even stand firmly and seemed unable to get closer.
but……
Even though it looks far away from him.
But for some reason, Thales knew that his sword could reach Giza.
OK.
Just thinking about it, the tingling sensation on my hands suddenly increased!
Thales smiled slightly.
He somewhat understood.
He knew that in this state, he seemed to be able to use more magic energy?
Even though he doesn't even know what magic is.
but……
Now that the Pure World's rejection of him has become stronger again——
That's correct.
Thales grinned, his smile getting wider and wider.
Giza remained expressionless as her monsters advanced towards Thales again.
But Thales just panted in a daze and squeezed the Purifying Blade stuck on the ground.
Then pull it out!
At the moment when countless flesh-and-blood monsters rushed toward him, Thales knelt on the ground, raised the Purifying Edge in his hand, and gave Giza a gentle push, which was more than a dozen steps away.
boom!
The sound of blood vessels surging sounded in his ears.
At that moment, the pain and cutting sensation caused by the Purifying Edge to Thales, as well as his rejection, were greater than ever before!
But Thales doesn't care.
He succeeded.
Giza lowered her head in disbelief.
"When..." the girl asked doubtfully.
I don't know when.
Thales had already crossed a dozen steps in an instant.
He knelt in front of the magician.
The red sword edge in his hand had penetrated deeply into Giza Chi's naked abdomen.
Thales' expression was calm.
Gisa stared at his wounds tremblingly, and looked at Thales again.
But the next second, relief showed on the girl's face.
It seemed like she had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
"So, this is where we end up."
Giza spoke in an understatement, as if he didn't care.
Completely ignoring his own belly, there was a legendary anti-demon weapon stuck in his belly.
Thales withdrew the Purifying Edge.
Blood seeped out from the sword's edge and the girl's abdomen.
Then slowly evaporate and dissolve.
All the tissues in the abdomen withered and burned.
At that moment, Thales withdrew from that wonderful state again.
Thales took a deep breath, like the first breath of air emerging from the water.
Many emotions came back to him again.
He stared blankly at the Purifying Edge in his hand.
Then he raised his gaze blankly and looked at the blood magician with a soft face and a relieved expression.
"Thank you for your hard work, kid."
Gisa slowly stretched out her hand and gently touched Thales' face: "Take care of yourself."
For some reason, Thales just felt that Giza at this moment was full of complicated emotions.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't help you." Gisa said softly.
what happened?
Thales' breathing gradually calmed down.
"I'm sorry." Gisa's eyes gleamed a little: "You have to walk the rest of the way by yourself."
At that moment, Thales could not bear any hostility towards such a girl.
The lovely girl slowly lowered her head, and the purple-red lines on her body gradually faded away.
She gently lowered her soft lips and placed them on Thales' forehead...
A gentle kiss.
Thales trembled slightly!
Seeing Thales's reaction, Gisa chuckled lightly, and then slowly exhaled:
"Be careful with Asheida."
These are the last words of the blood magician, Geetha Trellman.
The next moment, the face of the girl with a gentle smile started to become chapped.
Her face, along with her smile, slowly fell apart like a broken sculpture.
Then the neck, chest, abdomen...the whole body.
In just a few seconds, the blood magician, as well as the inside of this huge tentacle, were reduced to countless large and small ashes.
The night sky of Longxiao City reappeared in front of Thales' eyes.
Ashes flew.
Like countless black butterflies.
Scattered all over the sky.
In the distance, all the blood magic master's creations, flesh and blood, monsters, tentacles, stumps - all withered, charred, and dissolved at the same time.
All turned into ashes.
Thales was left alone, clinging to the Purifying Edge in a daze, looking at the flying ashes around him as they drifted away in the wind.