Chapter 1202

The "fall" of the Golovin hills was almost silent.

The waves of vibration lasted for a long time, but in the end, the hill almost recovered its true face in a complete posture.

With the cooperation of the evil god Asriel (Ariel) to the best of his ability, the emperor golovon was not razed to the ground as Isaac expected.

On the one hand, nature is to protect the pedestrians on the hill, on the other hand, it is because it will not cause harm to serlior.

Even if we drain the empty force scattered in every corner of the imperial capital, tear the whole city into pieces and turn it into an invisible abyss, it will not hurt or even affect a cold hair of serlior, but will make the impossible hope of victory even more slim.

After all, for serliol, the laws of the material world are the least familiar and unfamiliar part of him; Once the material world completely collapses and destroys, it is tantamount to strangling the last bit of hope.

The truth that going too far is better than going too far is easy to understand, even for ruthen.

In the blood filled sky palace hall, the two people were stunned and watched the white haired girl slowly fall to the ground. The black silk thread all over her body gradually faded and recovered her pale and almost translucent skin color.

The wings behind him gradually disappeared, and even the black robe turned white, wrapping the thin and delicate figure that seemed to be very difficult to stand.

"It's over."

Looking back slowly, she was quiet and elegant. Her innocent and tender expression was like a lovely girl, and her weak words were as soft as the wind:

"The black cross's ceremony of seizing the Holy Grail has been interrupted. He can no longer gather too much empty power. It is impossible for him to continue to open the two barriers in a short time."

"Congratulations, Isaac Grantham." red as blood, clear as water:

"Now... Your mission has been completed. Please leave here as soon as possible."

"Alas?"

The stunned Isaac didn't react for a moment: "wait, Loren hasn't come yet, and the black cross serlio hasn't been defeated. Is it kind to ask me to leave at this time..."

Call——

Before he finished, the black fog mixed with the shadow of the long sickle swept past in front of him. Isaac, whose eyes turned over, shook a few times, and then fell straight back.

"Isaac?!"

Similarly stunned, Lucian reacted when he saw him lying down, hurriedly held him and glared at the evil girl: "what are you doing..."

"Loren has arrived in the imperial capital, and serlior has noticed that he is opening the valve of the Holy Grail. We don't have much time!" Ariel interrupted him with a dignified expression:

"The Holy Cross is still resisting, but it can't be the opponent of the black cross, nor can it be called an ally. They are all the enemies of Loren. We must let Loren before the outcome..."

Before the words fell, Ariel's expression suddenly changed.

"Ah, ah, ah --!!!"

The thin girl knelt down on her knees without warning, curled up and screamed in pain.

Lucian stared, the dark silk thread constantly seeped out and covered the girl's skin. The body of the vampire gradually disintegrated like plaster.

"This, this in the end..."

At a loss, looking at the howling Ariel and the unconscious Isaac, Lucian suddenly noticed something and subconsciously looked up.

Although separated from the ceiling above, the full force of the void has reached the point where it can be felt by the body - like the heat of fire and the cold of ice, which is comparable to natural phenomena.

"Is this seryol's... Void reaction?!"

Dong -————

Above the ruins of the imperial capital, a gray blue light column rushed into the sky from the top of the cathedral and connected with the vortex covering the dome.

The grey blue light became brighter and stronger until it covered the whole cathedral; The huge vortex penetrated by the force of the void seems to gradually "wake up", and the rotation range is more intense than before. The deep, frightening and disgusting breath overflows from the center of the vortex.

The shrill scream, the dying cry, the roar of ice crack... All the voices disappeared and disappeared; At the moment when the light column appeared, there was only a "sound" like running water in the air.

Water like "sound", cold and piercing "touch", full of disgusting "taste" of ulceration and corruption, deep and deep, hiding all terrible gray and blue "colors"

It was complete condensation and materialization... From the void force emitted by the black cross serliol.

For the first time, the force of emptiness that exists because of "non existence" has substance.

"See, this is my power."

In the temple, gazing at the dim and almost extinguished "Holy Cross", serlior's cold voice was not perceived, but could smell, experience and feel the violence:

"Not from nothingness, or from matter, but from me... The black cross... Myself."

"I planned and arranged all this. At the moment of the birth of the 'black cross', the world has become a settlement. Small... The waves raised by a stranger are not enough to completely destroy my plan."

"I, give myself... Power; absolute power, absolute power."

"It is my existence that endows the world with various meanings. I was born because the world needs an idea, a master and a pure consciousness to control all these, so that they not only exist, but also have 'meaning'."

"Yes, there is no need to hide, no matter how obscure, white lies and deception... Because these have no meaning, the dream has ended, and the cruelty you see in front of you is the reality of this world."

"In this world, emptiness and matter, everything that is intertwined and complicated... Exists for me to seize and occupy!"

The indifferent serlior opened his palm, and the black fog floating on it turned into a gray blue void. The deep color extended inward, just like the water surface of the mirror, reflecting the past of the world.

The fading Holy Cross is torn, swallowed, divided, dissolved and assimilated by the surrounding darkness... Until only the last candlelight spot is left, floating on the nine pointed star Holy Grail.

"He will stop you." the voice of the Holy Cross is also weak to the extreme:

"In order to save himself and his own world... Loren Turin, he will stand against you and fight against you for the possibility of the next era and era in the world."

"Then let him just come and see what he can do to me."

The black cross slowly raised his head: "his cards have been thoroughly understood by me... Although they are weak to poor, they do have the possibility to hurt me, so they are regarded as the last cards by you; as the last Aftershow before victory, it's a good choice."

"Let's see with our own eyes what the real despair is like and what color it is!"

He turned his eyes to another part of the temple. His dark and deep eyes penetrated the walls of the cathedral, the Golovin hills and endless ruins, and looked directly at the figure standing in front of the gate of the imperial capital.

"Come on, Loren... Turin..."

"And you, the insect trying to resist fate..."

"Invaders from another world... Traitors from the previous era... Pioneers from the oldest years..."

"Three beings that do not belong to this era and the world, take the ownership of the two worlds as the final reward, and take each other's existence as the bet..."

"This grand and gorgeous drama... It's time to end it."

"Your thoughts, thoughts, emotions, existence and actions are all in my expectation. You are destined to be the enemy of the world and fall at my feet."

"You... Are destined to fall at my feet!"

Bang——————

The pillar of light across the sky shook violently and completely swallowed up the cathedral.

The huge vortex covering the imperial capital gradually spread to nearly ten times the scale at the beginning with the rotation - standing under the imperial capital, you can't see the whole vortex.

The overflowing force of the void also began to spread rapidly around from the huge vortex in the form of volcanic spray.

"That... Is a... What thing?"

Vera, under the ruins of the city gate, looked at everything in the sky with a blank mind.

Although I didn't understand what it was, my body was shivering involuntarily, my cold hair stood upright, and my mind was full of terrible and disgusting pictures, nausea in my abdominal cavity and throat.

"That's the magnificent view of hell... Abyss... The end."

The blonde smiled at the stunned night watchman girl, whose scarlet eyes glittered with complex colors:

"If you don't stop seryol as soon as possible, the whole world will be swallowed up by that huge vortex and become the scenery you see in the Azores elf kingdom."

"No... it should be worse. Maybe you can't even see the original appearance of the world?" Asriel raised his head and pretended to make a fuss: "yes, yes... Please allow me to modify the wording a little... It's 100 million times worse than the Azores Kingdom and the destroyed dragon kingdom!"

"You... How do you know I've been..."

"And there is only one person who can stop all this at this time."

Ignoring the surprised night watchman girl, Asriel with small hands on her back slowly sideways. The thin figure in red and black dress stepped back a little and bowed respectfully to the people coming behind him with an elegant smile.

In exchange for only the white eyes of the black haired wizard.

"Dear Lauren, have you seen the invitation?" the blonde boy didn't care. "The hospitable host has prepared a banquet for you."

Asriel's eyes twinkled, hiding all his excited and complex feelings under his elegant posture and smile.

"Don't keep him waiting... In all kinds of senses."

"Yes."

Nodding slightly, Loren's eyes also stared in the direction of the cathedral:

"Won't let him wait too long."

On this day, I have been waiting for a long time.

Not to save others, but to save yourself; Fight for your own existence and the existence of the world around you.

Mastering magic, dealing with evil gods, the truth of the Dragon Kingdom, the haze of eboden, the truth in the nine pointed star Holy Grail, the origin of the world, the future of wizards

And that day, why did you appear in this world a few years ago.

What is the arrangement of the world for yourself and what you mean to the world; Did the world choose itself, or did you choose the world

This question, which is enough to make people commit suicide, will be answered.

"Pa."

The white little hand gently grasped the black haired wizard's sleeve; Looking back, a pair of clear sapphires stared into his eyes.

"You won't forget... The promise you made."

The weak little wizard's complexion was pale, and his red face stained his cheeks with pink against the falling crystal:

"Don't lie to me or leave me alone. No matter what you face, you have to face it together and fight side by side - you promised!"

Her mouth was tightly closed, and her strong body was shaking.

There was a flash of amazement in the corner of his eye, and Lauren still smiled slightly:

"And I will never break my promise."

This time, it was replaced by a small wizard: "really?"

"Of course it's true. When did I lie to you?"

"When did you tell the truth, big liar!"

"It's too much. Obviously, I haven't lied to you most of the time."

"Yes, you just tell me what you want to tell me!"

"I... I don't know what you don't know!"

"This is what you hate!"

"What?"

"You... You always know other people's things, but you never let others know you!"

"I think your remarks are unfair."

"You... You big liar! Big liar! Big liar..."

Take a deep breath, the little wizard with pink cheeks calmed down, looked at the helpless guy in front of him, "Pooh!" and laughed.

"Forget it," said Ayn as if she was angry. "Let you go alone this time."

"Huh?"

The dark haired wizard's face was full of accidents.

"Why, aren't you satisfied?"

"No, no, no, I want to say how can you let me alone..."

"What do you mean I let you alone? It's clear that you're going to die alone, okay!"

"I have no such idea..."

"When did you not think so!"

... Asriel, who looked at the noisy two, showed a deep smile and couldn't help shaking his head.

Because dear Loren, she would never look like that to poor Asriel.

Of course, it doesn't matter, because youth is short, just a moment; Asriel is a generous and thoughtful child. He doesn't mind these small concessions. Anyway, it must be

"What are you thinking?"

"No!"

The quick subconscious retort, Asriel's face with a naive and lovely smile: "I just thought it would be too dangerous to walk all the way from the city gate to the cathedral, and maybe it would be blocked by serliol, so..."

"So..." when Lauren raised his eyebrows, he didn't believe the lies of the blonde boy in front of him.

"Poor asrell has a little proposal." asrell smiled more and more, and his tone seemed to be singing:

"From the dream world, send Loren directly to the front of the church."