Chapter 1199
"That...Shirla...people...you...can you make another discussion?"
On the stairs of the Sky Vault, the fairy girl tied up by the five flowers was teary Watching Carl Colin begging, while pitying himself in the bottom of my heart, why is he so fateful.
In my impression, it seems that every time I encounter a good thing and I don’t remember it, I will lose it again-Eagle Hunter, Eboden, Deep Limburg, Lothar's Wimpal Battle...
was found, fell into a trap, was caught alive, chased by a giant dragon, bombed into the sky by an explosion, chased and killed by Loren Torino, and almost killed by the old fogey wizard who did not know where. I didn't know that the light from the past almost had a headshot, my eyes and tongue were gouged, my limbs were cut off...
Is there really something dirty on me? !
The lovely Sheila wants to cry without tears, and her tears can only go around in her belly.
The expressionless Karl Colin didn't bother at all, standing on the ruins of the stairs, watching the remaining robe and his comrades sweep the battlefield and count the casualties.
Clash with the vow Knight, Fiend hunters and night watchmen without Immortal Body are at an absolute disadvantage; but the premise is that they must be fighting with them, and they must be the "normal" vow Knight.
The "swords of the church" in front of me are not normal for a long time.
Relying on the power bestowed by the Holy Cross, they can’t be killed yet, but their faith collapsed. They are already half alive. Relying on the elf girl’s warrior “puppet play” can they get up and fight, otherwise they’re just A group of corpses that react with life and can breathe that will not decay.
Aware of this, Carl Colin quickly began to target-although there are not many people who will meet, there are always dozens of Fiend hunters who can master the "dream of loneliness", which can close the Void Power Of the curse.
Suppression of the enemy's most important core force, victory is only a matter of time.
Of course, the price paid is not small.
Thirty-five people were killed in battle, 22 people were seriously injured, 30 people were slightly injured...more than half of the casualties.
Even the lightly wounded are mostly close to the limit-even if the improved bright silver sword has little mental load, it can't stand to be used all the time; abandoning casualties, the remaining thirty or forty People have basically lost the combat capability.
Listening to the report by Fiend Hunter, who is also covered in injuries, Carl Colin said nothing.
"We still underestimated the fighting will of the Knights of these vows, and at the same time was overly optimistic." Reported Fiend sighed: "If we didn't detect and capture this Azores in time, I'm afraid we can now Standing here...no more than one hand."
"There is no medicine, and there is no extra manpower. The wounded and the dead can only be on the spot... The remaining dozens of people have basically lost their combat capability. One more battle of this intensity, I am afraid that the entire army will be wiped out; I am even worried about whether the three hundred people who will come to the end will be able to return..."
"Go back?"
p>Looking back blankly, Carl Colin looked at the comrades behind him: "When we came, we knew what was going on here, so we didn't plan to go back alive; everyone knew, didn't they?"
"This is true." The report hunter Fiend smiled wryly: "I think too much-the remaining battle strength needs to rest, and I can continue to fight in a quarter of an hour."
"Ten minutes, then proceed to the Sky Palace immediately." Karl Colin ordered, turning his gaze to his side.
The elven girl who had been ignored for a long time noticed the other's sight, immediately cheered up, straightened up the petite body tied up like a zongzi, and her face was filled with flattery.
"Uh...that..."
"Just one question, if you don't lie, you can get on the road happily." Karl Colin didn't discuss with her at all:
p>"Where is Serel?"
"Golovin cathedral." The elf girl without the slightest hesitation replied decisively, still showing a somewhat complicated look in her eyes: "You... Are you going to stop him?"
"Give up! Impossible, don't be foolish--I have seen with my own eyes, what happened to the last imperial man who dared to stand up and stop him."
Looking at her excited expression, Carl Colin was slightly surprised: "You...would worry about the enemy?"
"No, Shera is worried about herself!" The elf girl shook her head, clearly. The despair reached the extreme, but it was probably not far away from death, so I am not afraid: "Master Seror asked Shera to stay here. If you were in the past, Shera will be dead... No, it should be better than death!"
"Because of being stared at by the Black Cross, it is terrifying than death; anyway, it is destined to be finished. Isn't it okay to wait for death here quietly?!"
"Of course if you succeed, that's another matter, but... it's impossible, you are dead, you, me, everyone... are dead, impossible... no one can stop him!"
"That's not something you should care about."
Carl Colin turned his head, and the hunter Fiend who stood up around him, the night watchman glanced at each other. Stained and exhausted, they continued to move up the stairs.
"pu ——!"
A slight noise stopped his footsteps.
Turning back, the elf girl who did not know when she untied the rope, thrust the short blade into her neck with force.
Looking at the people who fell in a pool of blood, twitching more than their petite body, and the expressions of the people were silent.
"...Let's go."
After a moment of silence, Carl Colin said solemnly.
At this moment...
"Boom————————!!!"
A dull voice blew up in the dome, Like thunder.
At the moment of astonishment, everyone instinctively looked at the huge gray blue vortex above their heads.
No change.
I didn't wait for them to feel a little surprised, thinking it was the hallucination caused by Void Power, and soon there was another deafening sound.
"Boom————————!!!"
The surprised hunter Fiend and the night watchmen looked at each other in blank dismay, don’t know what happened, Even more dare not make your own claim, and looked towards Karl Colin in unison.
The leader of Hunter Fiend, with his lips pressed tightly, was also thinking nervously.
But the sudden power didn't give him time to think at all.
"Boom————————!!!"
The violent vibration shook the ground under their feet, almost throwing many people off the hill stairs. Go down.
"It's the Vault of Heaven!"
A certain Fiend hunter who has mastered the high-level magic spell "Spirit Vision" suddenly shouted loudly: "The source of the fluctuation of Void Power is Vault of Heaven. Palace!"
"Are you sure?!" Karl Colin made a decisive decision.
"Very sure, because I am familiar with that void reaction, Isaac Grantham!" A hint of surprise appeared on Hunter Fiend's face, but it quickly turned into panic:
"But this is not the point, the point is that if he continues like this, he will..."
"What will happen?!"
"Golovin hills, It will fall down!"
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"So...I always like to deal with smart people."
In the empty main hall, Isaac in the center of the hall was sweating profusely, talking to himself gasping for breath, with a satisfied smile on his face.
Under his feet, a huge magic array is shining with gray and blue rays of light, and it is moving in an orderly manner.
Usually this kind of special magic array always requires a lot of rune, special materials and huge Void Power. A mysticism wizard can't play at all... But this time an exception.
Void Power in the air is the best transmission medium;
The body and blood of the dead people who are corroded by Void Power are the best picture talisman characters. The material-compared to bronze or silver, I don't know how many times it is simpler. Even a mysticism wizard with no power to bind the chicken can complete the delineation of the magic array.
Lying in the center of the magic array, Isaac's expression with stretched limbs is unspeakable satisfaction.
"The so-called smart people... You don’t have to worry about what stupid problems they will make, and don’t worry about what they will do to do unnecessary things-try your best to guess to the end and find that things are so simple As far as you can imagine, everything is in vain, that sense of powerlessness...oh, that’s why I hate the potatoes so much!"
Isaac, who was talking to himself, shook his head with a pouting mouth:
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"But you are different, right? You are a smart person, a uniquely smart guy; you know very well what is meaningful and what is meaningless-you may not guess that I will appear, but you can I know that some of my actions are hidden dangers."
"The rioting tide of monsters, the scattered Void Power...Mentally handicapped and idiots will probably think of this as a hell devil, they love this. ; But these are just phenomena, right? It’s not what you meant to do, but a phenomenon that will inevitably happen."
"The nobles want eyes high above the top to let others know at a glance that this is a A great character; merchants must have a wealth of money, so that some people think they have money to do business with them. As for the farmers...howl, pretending to be pitiful and selling badly is a good game, I know it because I am a farmer!"
Roar...
The low roar sounded, the dying carrion demon was awakened by the sudden Void Power, opened his eyes, and struggled to crawl out of the bone pile.
Almost at the first glance, it saw the food lying not far in front of it, with crimson eyes that were extremely eager, struggling to crawl over by little by little.
"You need to do this, and you will do it. It’s a simple truth-why do you want to change the appearance of the Golovin Hill? The great black cross is great, and it needs someone to look up ninety degrees. Look up?"
"No...no no no, it's because you can't completely open the barrier between the two worlds. You need to get yourself and the Holy Grail as close as possible to the crack of the vortex. That's all."
While muttering to himself, Isaac lifted his leg and kicked the carrion monster who was still struggling to get up again. The sole of the boot separated from the sole of the foot was perfectly stuck in the rot. The face of the corpse demon couldn't be peeled off.
"You clearly understood all the laws of the world, and used Void Power to change the appearance of the Golovin hills-but such crude methods also exposed that you are not very good at doing fine work. It can only be done like water and mud in the sand, to accomplish this great achievement."
"So...how do you do it?" Isaac showed a confused expression: "The only solution is to drain and be injected. Void Power in the hills, but it requires a very complicated process and very careful operation; where to find such a powerful, genius, unique and unmatched, proficient in the material world and the void, and extraordinary natural talent. ?"
He paused for ten seconds on purpose, as if there were really listening audiences around him, waiting for his answer.
Because the audience really exists.
In a messy hall, Void Power gradually began to accumulate-more and more were drawn from the Golovin hills by the magic array, and the Void Power that was too late to spill was piled up here. , Began to attach to the bones that were mostly dead.
Stab...stab...stab...
The corpse twitches, and the sound of the bouncing flesh becomes louder and clearer; the agitated pile of bones is like the whole hall They all came back to life; the blood and pus that had drained out once again overflowed and poured onto the hall floor covered by the magic array.
"Yes, Isaac Grantham...the wizard who can do this, who else is there except me?!" The self-satisfied Isaac made no secret of his feelings:
" If you use magic to fight against magic, then my Void Power It's definitely impossible to beat you, uh... It should be said that it’s impossible for anyone to win the old scum who lived last year and was basically inside the Void. There is no doubt about this."
"But on the other hand, even you are impossible to prevent or obliterate your own power, because this is the basis of your standing and the basis of existence-then just make good use of Void The adhesion of power squeezes them out of the hills of Golovin to complete the materialization and become a real force..."
"These forces will overflow, collapse, become or attach Existence and substance...because this is Void Power, they cannot exist without a basis, just like dead words, things and words that no longer exist, the words describing them will die."
"This is my battle, the battlefield I choose, the way I fight-not by killing and destroying, but by using facts and practice to prove that in the conversion of Void Power to material, I..."
"Better than you!"
The dead carrion demons struggled to climb up from the ground one by one, twitching and shaking like a puppet; more and more The dense silhouette surrounds the lonely Isaac in the center.
The unconscious mysticism wizard is still standing in the center of his masterpiece, opening his arms like embracing the sun, looking up at the ceiling above his head.
What filled his eyes was an unabashed provocation.
It was a wizard who was born in the countryside, with strength of oneself defy the heavens and change the fate, a wizard who mastered the truth by studying wisdom, and...provoked the gods of aloof and remote.
"When the magic array is completely completed, the hill that you forcibly changed its shape will be restored to its original appearance, and your previous arrangement will fall short-unless you can defeat Loren Torino , Snatch another Holy Grail from his hand, otherwise..."
"In the name of Isaac Grantham, never want to open the barrier between the two worlds in front of me!"