She had already expected that Fimmel Stark would not be able to destroy the White Tower by himself. But seeing the hordes of dragons walking with him with her own eyes still made Lily feel unbelievable.
These legendary creatures have always been extremely arrogant. Their powerful strength and long lifespan make them disdainful of ordinary wealth and promises. Even as the "living god", she can only rely on the power of words to communicate with everyone.
With such generous conditions, you can reach a superficial deal with the other party.
So, as a human wizard, how can Fimmel Stark, who is not even twenty years old, get a large number of dragons to serve him? Lily does not think that the reason is the wealth of the White Tower wizard, but maybe Fimmel opened the door to
One of the conditions provided, but it is never enough to make these rich and greedy creatures really tempted.
She turned to look at Jill. The black-haired woman nodded knowingly and picked up the last item on the long table - the oil lamp that was covered with dust and dim, and even its magic power seemed to be running low.
This time, Fimir who appeared in the illusion looked much more gloomy, although he still looked like a teenager. He stared at the silver-white, spotless oil lamp in his hand, then raised his hand and gently stroked its surface.
A dull voice resounded all around: "I am the destruction of the doomsday. Since you have awakened me, what wishes do you want to fulfill?"
The young man raised his lips, revealing a smile full of self-deprecation and ridicule, "I want those self-righteous, inactive White Tower wizards who killed my father to get the punishment they deserve... Yes, let them experience it.
, the taste of destruction and despair."
"You will realize your wish." The voice continued, "What price are you willing to pay in return?"
"Do you have to pay the price to fulfill your wish..." The young Fimir had obviously thought about this question for a long time, and gave the answer without any hesitation, "Let me become the public enemy of all countries, the chief criminal of the mainland, and finally be punished by them.
That’s it.”
"The desire for destruction, the outcome of destruction." The voice sounded very satisfied, "I will do as you wish -"
The sound stopped, and the oil lamp was no longer as smooth as it was originally, as if it was stained with dust. Fimmel gently placed it on the shelf aside and walked out without looking back.
The vision changed.
What appeared in front of Lily's eyes was the Luglan Forest, which only existed in her memory and was still full of vitality. She could almost smell the fragrance of the trees and see squirrels jumping between the branches. In this peaceful life, a
Wearing an exquisite black velvet robe, but out of place in the forest, the figure walked slowly.
That was Fimmel Stark. Traces of that boy could still be seen on his face, but the green flames ignited in his pupils proved that he was no longer a human. He took it out of his arms and recovered
He took the oil lamp with a little luster and wiped it slowly.
"You woke me up for the second time." The dull voice sounded again, "This time, what wish do you want to fulfill?"
Femir was silent for a moment, then raised his hand and pointed to the forest in front of him, "I will destroy everything in this forest and make it my last fortress. Its time will be frozen at that moment, and it will not change no matter how long it takes."
"I understand your wish." The voice asked, "However, you still have to pay the price - have you thought about it?"
"Naturally." Femir raised his head slightly, his voice soft and slow, "My soul will be divided into two. The part that no longer belongs to me will inherit my past obsessions, anger and malice. When I leave
Once here, it will become the master of this place - until the moment I return."
"Destroy nature, destroy yourself." There seemed to be a hint of joy in the voice, "I will do as you wish."
The sound faded, the luster of the oil lamp dissipated, and it looked even more shabby than the first time. Fimiel casually put it in his arms and took steps towards the forest.
"Damn it, that's how it is." Lily cursed in a low voice angrily, "He just used this damn oil lamp to turn our hometown into what it is -"
"Shh." Jill raised a finger, interrupting her complaint, "It's not over yet."
The illusion changed again and overlapped with the scene in front of me. In the hall, which was almost the same as today, a thin figure in gray robe stood quietly at the long table, staring at the still worn oil lamp in his hand. His thin face was even handsome,
There was no anger in his expression, but a trace of relief.
"It's Lord Stark." Ariel whispered softly, "He looked like this when I saw him."
Lily nodded and continued to stare at the man in the fantasy. The other man raised his hand and slowly and gently touched the top of the oil lamp.
A ray of gray light cut through the air and stabbed directly into Jill's hand - it was not an illusion.
The black-haired woman quickly retreated, letting the light fall on the empty ground. But then another secret technique exploded around her, without hurting anyone except "one".
The image of Huruman Stark trembled and disappeared.
Lily raised her head and stared in the direction of the light, but saw no one. At the same time, a vicious and erratic voice sounded from her ears.
"You are too curious." In just a moment, she recognized the voice, "It brought you here, and it will also make you die here!"
"Stop pretending to be a ghost?" The female mercenary sniffed, her ears trembling slightly, "You are the one who is going to die here - Count Huruman Stark!"
No one responded to her.
The light at the top of the hall suddenly dissipated, and the surrounding area became pitch black. Even with her keen vision, she could not see anything including herself. Intangible and immaterial dangerous aura swept in from all directions, there was nothing cold about it.
The thing tightly grabbed her limbs and dragged her towards the abyss at her feet. The eerie wails poured into her ears, almost blocking out all other sounds. She seemed to hear Elio and An's exclamations -
—Or, that's just her instinctive illusion.
The entire demiplane seemed to have come to life at this moment, and was treating them as enemies and excluding them.
Lily understood that this was an illusion trick used by the lich to use its control over the demiplane to put pressure on them. However, if the opponent could not be found and subdued as soon as possible, perhaps the next attack would be a truly fatal spell.
.
The brilliant light pierced the darkness and restored her vision. It was the "holy light" called out by Ariel. This pure energy was born with the effect of breaking illusions. After weakening its intensity, it would not cause harm to them.
The clear milky white light quickly spread outwards, and no matter the dark shadows that grabbed everyone or the ghost cries that lingered in their ears, everything disappeared wherever the light touched. Lily turned her face and saw Ariel raising her hands above her head.
, the giant sword in his hand held a dazzling purple electric light, and struck down from top to bottom——
Dark purple lightning seemed to pierce the space, and accompanied by hoarse curses, a skinny body appeared out of thin air at the height of the hall. He was wearing a tattered black robe, and the red flames in his pupils were dancing, staring with hatred.
People at your feet.
"Those who break into other people's homes without permission." The green flame ignited from his fingertips and gradually covered his bony palms. "I curse you, and you will not end well!"
"This is Lord Stark's residence, not yours, the imposter undead." Ariel raised her head, unmoved by the Lich's words, "As a former collaborator of Lord Stark, I have the right, and also
I have an obligation to protect the peace of this space for him!"
There was no need to continue the conversation - both they and the Lich understood that there was no possibility of peace between the two parties from the beginning. Lily and Jill looked at each other, and instantly turned into a violent wind rising into the sky. At the same moment, the light gate appeared
The lich spread out from behind, and the black-haired woman stepped out and punched the opponent's spine.
The space around the Lich suddenly distorted for a moment, diverting the black-haired woman's attack aside. Then he stretched out his left hand, and the green flame turned into a giant palm, which he held in the air towards the incoming wind.
Lily was forced to change her direction and fight with the flames that were constantly chasing her in the air. The green wind and the flames became entangled, and for a while it was impossible to tell who had the upper hand.
Lily took a moment to glance at the situation below. Alphonse, Groom, Elio and An were close together. The machine man's fingertips continued to light up with the light of secret techniques, applying powerful protection to everyone.
.The female Celestial Clan stood not far away from them, carefully watching the Lich's every move, seemingly looking for opportunities.
This was enough. With the skills of Al and the Celestial Clan, it was enough to ensure that the others would not be harmed. Lily licked her lips with satisfaction, even though she did not have a tongue in her current form.
There is only one thing to do next——
That lich, Earl Stark, was her chosen prey. And whether she was September or the hunter Lily Nono, she never had the habit of giving up her goals to others.