Chapter 976

"Bang --!"

The collapsed ruins roared, one by one broken arms and limbs, bloody elves and humans struggled to stand up and stagger up from the ground.

The blood sacrifice has begun.

In a quarter of an hour at most, these "living dead" all over the ground will gradually gather and eventually become "evil god bodies" that can carry the power of evil gods - flesh and blood monsters that are so huge that they are full of "tentacles", have no head and no brain, and are driven by the power of emptiness.

The invasion of the void world into the material world... This is the essence of "blood sacrifice".

Whether it is the "black cross" or any evil god existing in the void world, he is planning all the time how to invade the material world, erode the will of the whole world with his own will and take everything as his own.

From the lowest level of the ogre God mazka to the four northern evil gods who can exist only by human fear... The principle is similar.

What seryol did was to turn this war into a void invasion of the material world.

But at present, Loren had no time to think about this. He was tortured by inexplicable fatigue. He could only run in the direction of the wizard tower with his head depressed.

Really... The exhausted black haired wizard couldn't help clenching his teeth.

Ancient wood forest, glacier wasteland, and silver helmet mountain

I don't seem to have been chased and killed by the opposite side.

Why does this happen every time!

"Uh, ah --!!!"

The piercing howl burst in my ears, front and back, left and right, side, foot... Anyway, in addition to the top of my head, countless "living dead" are drilling out of all corners and blocking their only way.

Of course, considering that the surrounding ruins and streets have been completely wiped out by "Jiao lightsaber", there is no so-called "only way" to go.

As far as we can see, hundreds of "living dead" are already in a vast area, like a swarm of locusts.

What a nuisance!

With the forehand turned over, the "dawn" sword behind the shoulder was set up and swept forward without dodging.

Poof!!!!

Flesh and blood spatter.

The "living dead" in front of them were suddenly empty, but the people in the back were still pouring up - even the flesh and blood under their feet were being restored to their original state at a speed visible to the naked eye, or simply "stuck" with other living dead.

After all, they are essentially a pile of bones, just controlled by the trend of the force of nothingness.

Against the tide of "living dead", the black haired wizard with a big sword straight forward; The stinky plasma had been sprayed all over him, and broken meat and bones were scattered around him.

Loren could only grit his teeth and persevere, and endure the torture caused by the exhaustion of his mental strength - even if he was trapped here, he could not give "serliol" the opportunity to return.

Originally, this situation can actually let Asriel out... No one saw it anyway.

But who let the "evil god boy" be wiped out by serlior, leaving only the original void force still retained; Don't mention protecting yourself. It's difficult to maintain your body for a long time.

Raise your head, the nine pointed star wizard tower is close in front of you... Just stick to it again, just stick to it again.

"Boom --!"

A loud noise came from a distance, and the body broke through the ground like a geyser - several weak tunnels in the sewer finally collapsed under the repeated explosion and vibration.

The dark haired wizard in a trance ignored it and continued to wave his big sword and grind his teeth forward as if he hadn't heard it.

From head to foot, I can't feel a trace of strength;

The sight began to blur, and the sound in my ears was like the echo from another world.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Dull thunder echoed in the sky, changing the color of the lead gray sky, and red cirrus clouds surged in the air.

Barely closing his eyes, Loren dragged his exhausted body, and the "dawn" sword in his hand began to become heavy.

But the heavier it is, the more powerful it feels to wave - as if the touch of the big sword should have been.

That's right. It's a big sword that should be waved with both hands.

It was influenced by the female martial god brenhild... What, a long gun and a big sword;

Alas? Brenhild

The first queen of the Empire, the Dragon Queen who took the Dragon South... Seems to be also called brunhilde;

Could it be a coincidence, or

The dark haired wizard with dry energy has begun to become confused, but he seems to be more sober than usual - just like drinking wine and messages that he doesn't think about at all.

"Uh, ah --!!!"

The roar burst out. Loren, who was suddenly "woken up", suddenly raised his head and waved the broken knife. I don't know when, he stopped on his only way again.

Is it over yet

But now that you're here... Come on.

"Come on --!"

Carrying the big sword with both hands, because he was tired, Loren's expression became ferocious, like a fierce beast across the tide of the "living dead" and rushed to ogen's figure.

The next moment, a sudden change.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

In the loud noise, flames fell from the sky; The black haired wizard with his pupils narrowed suddenly stopped, and finally escaped the end of being burned into coke.

In an instant, there was a sea of fire in front of me.

[Loren Turin -!]

The voice of suppressed anger exploded in the ears of the black haired wizard; Tired Loren quickly raised his eyes, and a red shadow flashed over his head.

This is... The red dragon, glum?!

The flood like dragon fire poured down. In the blink of an eye, the arc-shaped "fire wall" was like an unbreakable fortress, blocking all the "living dead" outside. They could only hear their angry and heartbreaking roars.

Shrouded in flames, the red dragon fell to the ground and roared up to the sky.

[come on, climb up and I'll take you away!]

"But the wizard tower..."

[all evacuated... The blood sacrifice has been completed, and there is almost no time!]

The red dragon suddenly lowered its head, and its amber pupils contracted and stared at the black haired Wizard:

[I destroyed several landing ships and supply ships of the spirit. I can delay a little and take you safely outside the city to meet your army!]

[Loren Turin, you must live - this war is not over yet, we have enemies to fight, we have hatred to vent!]

[you must live and fight - defeat the invaders and avenge Elliot!]

[revenge for Elliot, Loren Turin!]

The red dragon threw the tired black haired wizard on his back; The wings spread horizontally, and the huge body jumped out of thin air.

Fly into the sky, leaving only a small dark shadow in the sky.

……………………

"Lala... Lala..."

In the empty nine pointed star wizard tower, a young and lovely tune sounded.

Shira, an elf girl who came out of nowhere, appeared in the corridor of the wizard tower one by one, with a naive and pure smile on her face, and walked to the gate of the wizard tower in front of her.

At this time, the wizard tower was empty, and she couldn't even see half a person... So she sneaked in deliberately until the eboden garrison withdrew.

The reason is simple, because this is the wizard headquarters of the Empire, the nine pointed star wizard tower.

This time, Shira fully learned the "lesson" of the last time. She no longer wanted to intercept the retreating eboden Garrison or assassinate a big man, but focused on the important information left in the wizard tower.

Twenty days... No matter how efficient they are, there must be intelligence and information left behind - according to the intelligence collected by "former vice president of the imperial court" Meade, the information here basically represents the highest achievement of the Empire in witchcraft.

Mastering these is tantamount to mastering the key to defeating the Empire.

Even if there are only a few words left, such achievements are enough to make up for Shira's previous assertions and failures in the castle... Yes, even if the little prince claims to have "forgotten", he must not be regarded as having forgotten.

The comforting words of your immediate boss are always that you are still valuable;

In order to make his comfort really just "comfort", you have to continue to prove your value.

"Lala... Lala... Lovely Shira will do meritorious service again soon!"

Stand in front of the gate with dancing hands, hold down the door handle with a fleshy little hand, and then pull it hard.

"Creak ~ ~"

The heavy door opened, and some excited elf girls immediately couldn't wait to put their little heads in.

Then

"Who... Are you?"

A happy smile, stiff in her little face.

With big sharp eyes, he stared at the human boy opposite, who was almost his own age, but wearing a wide robe.

Well, why say "again"?

And such a scene seems like deja vu

"Me, are you talking about me?"

With an indifferent smile, the gentle young man looked back slowly, and his soft eyes even warmed the heart of the elf girl: "ah... Sorry, as the master here, I should have asked you first, miss Azor elf family."

"But since you ask questions, it's impolite not to answer again." he said softly. The boy turned and bowed humbly:

"Next, Lorenz corona, head of the elder wizard tower and Consul of eboden."

Consul eboden?

"Cheat!" the fairy girl widened her eyes: "don't think people don't know. The consul of eboden is a white bearded grandfather - your appearance and age are too unconvincing!"

Looking at Shira with a face of "I don't believe it", corona was very calm and folded his hands in front of him.

"I can understand your idea, really - I believe anyone who sees me for the first time... Or elves, will not believe it, but it is true." corona said faintly: "as for my appearance, it has something to do with my research on emptiness."

"Simply describe, what you see now is actually my state 130 years ago - through the use of the force of emptiness, I regard my body as a coordinate and temporarily freeze at that time point."

Huh?

130 years ago?!

"Everything in the material world will have a natural process of birth, growth and aging. We describe this process as time, and set the standard of time based on ourselves." corona, with a gentle expression, explained patiently:

"But in the void, there are no concepts of time and space... So I used this to find a way to 'backtrack' time."

"Just setting up a small coordinate can bring everything back to the time when the coordinates are fixed - of course, it takes a huge force to complete this, large enough to destroy my God and form."

"So... There is only one reason why I stay here; only in this nine pointed star wizard tower can my power cover the whole city after opening the 'valve'."

"Then, restore all the changed 'special' phenomena in the city to the ordinary and peaceful midsummer night 130 years ago."

"Do you understand this explanation?"

don't get it! I don't understand at all!

The frightened elf girl shook her head desperately, and then quickly turned and ran away.

The only thing she knew was that she would die if she didn't run away!

Behind him, there was the sound of corona's fingers.

"Why do you want to come again... Shira, Shira will never dare to deal with wizards again!!!!!"

Looking at the figure of the elf girl running away, corona smiled calmly, turned his eyes to the window, and the giant dragon left in the air.

Judging from the voice just now, Loren Turin... He should have left?

It's a pity. There were still a lot of words and things to tell him - about the future of wizards, about Emperor Eckhardt II, that unspeakable plan

All... No chance.

The gentle corona had no choice but to smile, and his slightly immature face showed a very mature and nostalgic look.

The dilapidated eboden in front of us seemed to return to the carnival night of the Midsummer Festival 130 years ago.

The young and ignorant eldest son of the corona family stepped into the gate of the wizard tower.

"You are the eldest son of the corona family, Lorenz corona... The little genius who put forward the concept of 'time reversal' at the age of 10?"

The voice that has long been blurred in my memory still asks me with a familiar and teasing tone.

"I'm not a 'little genius', I'm synonymous with' genius'." the young corona glared and solemnly refuted the voice: "and that's not 'time reversal', it's' space-time coordinates' - in words you can understand, it's backtracking."

"Well, well, that 'genius' corona, what is your dream?" a familiar voice sounded in corona's ear.

"I... Have no dream." an emotional and aftertaste smile bloomed in corona's mouth. In the field of vision, we can see that the evil god's body that has begun to take shape is approaching the direction of the wizard Tower:

"I have only one plan."