Chapter 1053

Three hundred meters above the blood skeleton Valley, the cold wind roared.

The skeleton dragon whose trunk was pierced by the "Jiao lightsaber" roared reluctantly, and the pale bones constantly rubbed out a voice that made people sour and tremble; It constantly waved the remaining tail and limbs. The floating city trembled violently under its crazy smashing. The collapsed towers and walls scattered like egg shells, exposing the "inner Castle" in the inner layer.

It seems that even if I die with the floating city, I don't hesitate!

"Are you unhappy, Wigner?"

With his magic wand in his hand, the haggard and thin master Halin van ashamay looked older and weaker than the last time he opened the valve; Runes all over his body have even occupied his face and skull.

From a distance, it seemed that his whole body was emitting a faint, gray blue light.

"Boom --!!"

His response was the angry roar of the skeleton dragon and the gray blue dragon inflammation.

He suddenly raised his right hand, and asamai's whole body was shining blue; An invisible wall blocked Longyan out of the floating city. No matter how the skeleton dragon roared, the gray blue flame couldn't get close to Asha for half a step.

"I can understand your unwillingness. After all, you feel the same as a wizard and sympathize with each other - but often 'not understood' is the price we have to pay for the 'truth'."

"Therefore, I don't expect to convince you with words at the moment - I believe you should think so when you choose to become an apostle of evil gods."

Sighing, the alchemist with white hair and beard looked decidedly: "but... I will never let you destroy the last hope."

"I will be here and defeat you!"

The angry skeleton dragon continued to struggle, violently shook the remaining bone tail and claws, and smashed into the wall of the floating city like a siege hammer.

"Boom --!!"

There was another loud noise, and large areas of walls turned into rubble and dust, scattered from a height of 300 meters, shaking the whole floating city.

The violent shaking overturned almost everyone, and there was a scream of broken bones and broken tendons everywhere in the castle in the floating city; Dwarven craftsmen and wizards who could still keep calm, no matter how loud the call of orders is, it won't help.

"Get away, the boiler has been overturned --!"

"The landing gear was broken and we couldn't land --!"

"The shock absorption frame, the shock absorption frame and the tower have fallen down, and the peripheral retaining wall has been damaged --!"

The chaotic floating city was full of sad cries.

"Everybody, calm down!"

Dalton Kande, standing in front of the console, kept calculating the ground clearance of the floating city and kept the magic array running, so that the falling speed would not make the floating city collapse immediately. Almost one person supported the work of four wizards.

The price is the mental power consumed quickly, as well as the power of accelerating the erosion of the void in the body, the cold sweat on the forehead, the blood exposed pupils and the purple lips.

But his reason is still clear: "all wizards, return the operation of the magic array."

"Four fifths of the conversion tower is damaged and can't bear the work at all!"

"Three tenths of the rune lines have been destroyed, and... Can barely continue to operate!"

"The central tower and magic array are basically complete, but they are slightly damaged by vibration!"

Well, if so, you can barely land safely

The plan has completely failed, and further delay will only cost everyone's lives; Dalton kand is by no means stubborn, and he will never hesitate when he should retreat.

But... What can be won, we should strive for as much as possible.

Without changing his face, he raised his right hand and pressed the console.

"Bang --!!"

The swinging bone tail hit the invisible wall hard. Ashamei, who tightly pursed the corners of his mouth, tried to maintain the cracked ice barrier, and finally did not make the inner castle of the floating city suffer more blows.

Looking at the skeleton dragon still struggling and retaliating, the alchemist with the same expression has an indifferent expression, and even has some... Sympathy.

Raise your right hand and clench it into a fist.

The skeleton dragon's body suddenly trembled and gave the first scream since it appeared.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

In the next moment, the original dilapidated body began to show the momentum of "evolution" and "growth"!

The broken bones gradually recover, and new bones are bred on the broken cross section... Like rooting, germination, elongation and civilized plants, New Dragon Wings bloom behind the skeleton dragon.

But the growth rate was ten times, a hundred times, or even a thousand times that of normal conditions - almost in the blink of an eye, the skeleton dragon returned to its original state, and even the slightest trace of injury and damage could not be seen!

But the skeleton dragon revealed a painful look, and the blue flame burning in the empty eyes trembled constantly.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The shrill scream echoed over the blood skeleton Valley, as if the essence was shaking the air and spreading around, and the whole floating city was constantly shaking in this sound wave.

Halin van ashamay calmly observed the changes of the skeleton dragon's body in this vibration.

Although the "vitality" has expanded rapidly under the influence of its own void power, the power from evil gods is enough to offset the damage caused by the reincarnation of "growth" and "death".

In the final analysis, the battle with evil gods is the battle between the forces of emptiness; As a mortal... Even if you open the valve, you still can't compare with the evil god of thousands of years in level and depth.

But... You can't defeat the unbeliever, but you can at least defeat its apostle... Poor Wigner.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the haggard Halin van assamai was weak enough to barely rely on the magic wand to support his body, but he still shook his right hand and refused to loosen it.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The screaming skeleton dragon trembled violently. Obviously, he could not see any injury, but he was much weaker than just now. Even the attack began to become powerless.

"Wegener... You who rely on the power of emptiness to maintain your existence, I'm afraid you've already forgotten what it's like to 'live'?"

Similarly, the weak master ashamei was in full bloom of blue light, and his green tendons were exposed. He could not even restrain his trembling: "living... Means growth, aging, disease and injury..."

"To live means to experience all the hardships in the world, and then struggle... To live."

"You, who once lived in this world, must know all this very well? I have heard of your deeds and know better why you died; although we are enemies to each other at present, I... Halin van ashamay also respects your ideas."

"Since you believe that everything in this world is not created by the Holy Cross and evil gods, that mountains and lakes are not miracles, and that everything in this world is objectively formed..."

"Then please die with the life of this world, not the empty existence of invading the world - I will mark the cycle of life and death for you in the name of asamai!"

At the moment of roaring, the rune culture on Harlem van ashamay, with blue light, scattered and rushed to the body of the skeleton dragon from all directions!

"Poof!"

Under the flashing blue light, small runes were engraved on the pale bones of the skeleton dragon like a brand; And not one, but hundreds, thousands... Countless.

Until the faint twinkling blue light completely shrouded the whole skeleton dragon's body.

At that moment, the blue flame flickering in the empty eyes faded gradually, as if it was going to go out.

The pale bones gradually turned into plaster like color, like burnt out carbon ash, floating bit by bit.

But the skeleton dragon did not continue to struggle and scream, but seemed to calm down and look at the alchemist who was still standing in place and motionless.

The giant dragon head approached slowly, and this time it was not blocked by the ice barrier; The haggard asamai smiled, and his right hand gently touched the tip of the nose of the skeleton dragon.

Compared with the monster in front of him, his state at the moment is not much better, or even more dangerous - exposed green tendons, trembling muscles, pale cheeks that can't even see a trace of blood, and a thin body like withered bones.

Everything proves that the spiritual power and vitality of Harlem van ashamay have been squeezed out; Even if he can keep from falling down at the moment, he even thanks to the void force that is eroding his body madly.

If it continues to spread like this, he will be distorted and mutated like all wizards who lose control of the power of nothingness; But Halin van ashamay wouldn't do that.

The alchemist left the last Rune to himself.

"I think... This may be our end."

With an indifferent smile, ashmai looked leisurely, but slightly powerless.

The skeleton dragon was silent, but stared at the weak figure of Halin van ashamay with the only remaining flame.

"In fact... The first half of my life is similar to you. Maybe all wizards are similar in this point; what we see may not be recognized." ashamay whispered:

"Because it takes more courage to admit... Than to 'do it'; it takes more courage to admit your mistakes."

The skeleton dragon trembled slightly, and the collapse speed of the pale and decaying body accelerated.

"But it doesn't matter, because the facts will prove everything. Sooner or later, the world will recognize the reality and continue to go on in denial and recognition - because the past millennium has come like this, so the next millennium is destined to go like this."

Ashamei, who whispered to himself, glittered in his eyes: "we belong to the past, take away our mistakes when we die, let a new life be born in the next reincarnation, and let this reincarnation repeat indefinitely."

"Only the world of constant reincarnation can be full of power, rather than being imprisoned and corrupt by eternal existence!"

"Wigner, what do you say?"

Ashamay whispered.

In response, the skeleton dragon gave a low roar.

At a height of 300 meters, two figures turned into ashes one after another and drifted away in the howling cold wind.

Only the little wizard who was always behind the old man stared at the flying ash that died with the wind, and his blue eyes were filled with silent tears.

…………………………

Staring at the skeleton dragon disappearing in the high air and the floating city falling slowly, the stiff black haired wizard couldn't help sighing.

The void force that suddenly dissipated after the surge... It's not wrong. It's definitely master ashamai.

For this experienced and well-informed elder and elder, Loren's attitude towards him has always been very subtle; In the same way, master ashamai also maintained an ambiguous relationship with black haired wizards or everyone.

In fact, this is the normal reaction of a wizard - selfish, seemingly enthusiastic, but actually indifferent. He just talks about everything irrelevant to himself and won't take any superfluous action.

If it wasn't for ayin, if it wasn't for some sympathetic threat, Loren believed that the alchemist would never stand up to help himself, but would only give some verbal suggestions.

But such a person finally stood up to protect the floating city from falling, resulting in the total loss of the war with demons

Lauren's mood is somewhat complicated. I don't know whether to be happy or sad.

But fortunately, although the plan of beheading with kyauk lightsaber failed, at least the floating city is still alive, Ayn and mentor Dalton are still alive... That's enough.

Next, it's your job.

Taking a deep breath, the dark haired wizard with firm eyes raised the "dawn" sword with one hand and stared at the "demon frenzy" that had rushed to the highland.

Behind him was the nervous and trembling breath of the defenders of blood skeleton valley.

"Count lanmalos."

"Duke?!"

Stunned, the Earl and cavalry officer of Huxin city who was "named" quickly turned his head: "your knight is here, please give orders!"

"Don't be so nervous. I just want to give you a combat mission."

Lauren smiled: "I want you and the count of white horse peak to lead the Byrne knight and all the remaining cavalry to the East and West Wing positions, charge the rotten corpse demon army from there, and retreat immediately after receiving the signal or attracting the enemy."

"In addition, I need the brave Byrne knights to hold on long enough at least in front of the defensive position to buy time for the infantry to retreat and organize defense, okay?"

"I see!"

Lanmalos nodded solemnly. Before he turned around, he was stopped by the count of white horse peak: "if you let all the cavalry attract the enemy from both wings, Duke... What are you going to do?"

Regrell, the count of white horse peak, who was vaguely impressed with some scenes during the Centaur war, couldn't help twitching his throat: "you... Don't intend to rush through from the front alone?"

"HMM... can't you?!" the black haired wizard was stunned and asked subconsciously.

"Are you really going to do that!"

Lanmalos was stunned?!