Chapter 615

On this day, the "natural disaster" no longer exists.

After gaiola and Erin burned their lives, all the witch compatriots were able to escape. They ran desperately, but they looked at the city from time to time on the way to escape.

The wind and snow weakened but did not stop, as if mourning the death of the man. The sad atmosphere spread among the witches. They were a little confused. They were not afraid of death for so long. What was the last purpose?

Belen stood among the ruins, watching the blue light fade gradually, ripples in his dark blue eyes, and he sighed deeply.

It's really lucky that those who stay in this city to fight with them are themselves and others. If they were those high-end combat forces who have gone out, they might not even be able to see such a beautiful scene, even though they bear sins.

There must be evil before good in this world. Even those who bear sins have good thoughts. Maybe this kind of thoughts is only for someone around them.

"Well, it's over."

Belen loosened his hand holding the sword, and the snow lion turned into a blue light spot and dissipated. His breath subsided, and the whole man's temperament was depressed. His consumption was also great, especially in his mind, but his look was very relaxed.

At this time, Angelina also fluttered with the wings of the wind. When she saw the white haired youth, she smiled, then fell slowly and came to the latter.

Beren looked at Angelina and said, "she's gone, too."

"Well, she's gone, very happy." Angelina recalled the smile when Erin left. She seemed to be infected and smiled.

When can I leave as happy as her?

Then, Angelina looked at her students. She smiled and said, "when can I leave the world as happy as her?"

"Ha?" Belen also suddenly turned back to the elf woman next to her and said in some panic, "what are you talking about? Don't be unhappy!"

"Ha ha, I'll make you nervous." Angelina smiled thoughtfully and said meaningfully, "I won't miss it. Of course, if something happens to you, it's impossible."

"Why can't you think about it when I have an accident?" Belen glanced at her reluctantly, taking the latter as a joke, walked forward and looked at the snowflakes falling in front of him, corresponding to the color of his hair.

Looking at the white haired figure walking in front of her, antrina's smile slowly put away. There was a sad color in her blue eyes. She didn't take her own affairs seriously, but let others care so much. In the final analysis, isn't it your fault? You bastard disciple, can you be a little conscious?

"Don't you notice? Your body has begun to live by magic, just like them." Angelina whispered and slowly held her hands.

I don't know how long he will usher in his own end.

I hope that moment will come slowly.

After entering the king's city, many people watched the white haired man in white. After knowing that the outside had subsided, they all knew who the man was.

"That's the white haired sword saint! Is that the sword Saint beside you? It's so beautiful!"

Some young girls exclaimed. For them, this is the first time to see such a big man. Indeed, it is as extraordinary as the legend.

At the moment, beren didn't pay attention to their eyes. He still had something to worry about in his heart, so he walked very fast. In a short time, he went to the special Armament Department, although there were wounded everywhere at the moment.

"Elia..."

Thinking of the unconscious girl, beren was a little anxious. Although he knew that the girl was not in danger, he was still very nervous.

After getting the information through some gatekeepers, Bellen immediately rushed to the second floor and came to frotti's rest room. The moment she opened the door, she saw the familiar figures, and on the bed, a silver haired girl was lying there, seemingly sleeping.

"Mr. beren!"

After hearing the sound of opening the door, latil immediately turned back. When she saw that it was Belen, she was also very surprised. She was still worried about the situation of the latter.

Then, latil saw many blood marks on Belen's body and the extremely striking wound on her left shoulder. She was startled, stood up from her position and met her.

"Mr. beren! Are you okay? Take care of the wound!"

Hearing the speech, beren shook his head. He comforted: "it doesn't matter to me. How's Elia?"

Nevertheless, latil was still worried about beren's injury. She shook her head and said, "Elia, she's all right! Wendy is here. Let her help Mr. beren deal with his wound. Mr. beren always doesn't care about his own affairs."

"Big brother, let me help you."

"Please."

Wendy came forward and put her hands on her bloodstained left shoulder. The incomparable warm and soft magic came out to wrap the wound.

Beren sat in the chair in front of the window, looked at Elia, who was unconscious, was silent for a moment, and then asked, "Elia, it will take her a long time to wake up?"

"Elia, she has some trauma on her body, and the internal injury is not serious." Wendy explained, and then said tactfully, "Elia, she has consumed her magic too much. She is very weak now. She should be in a coma for several days, but her life is not in danger."

"I see."

Belen was also relieved. Although he wanted to use his magic to repair Elia's injury, it was not al's original situation. At that time, he was hard headed, but now Elia has no life threat. He'd better let it go, otherwise he might hate himself.

At this time, hill was a little concerned about the situation outside. She asked, "Belen, is it over outside?"

"Well, it's over." Beren took his eyes back from Elia. He answered, and then slowly stood up. He came to the glass mosaic window, looked through the glass and looked at the snow that had not stopped, and felt inexplicable emotion in his heart.

It's a really hard day.

At the same time, when everyone thought it was over, a figure in black came slowly over heathrand, and the eyes with five pointed stars were staring at the huge heavenly elephant tower.

"What you want to do, let me help you get some interest back."