"What's going on? I thought I would experience the sweet crit of a husband and wife reunion, but I didn't expect to see a scene of killing a wife!"

Evenson walked in slowly, and after scanning the scene, he looked very surprised, but there was a pleasure in his tone that could not be hidden. And he also believes that there must be more than one person who feels this way, especially on this special day, when a husband and wife kill each other, it will definitely make many people feel happy!

"It's... What the hell is going on?" Casillas hugged Miria's cold corpse, betraying the world in order to meet his beloved wife. But I didn't expect that the moment we met again was a life-and-death farewell, and I killed her!

Casillas was now sitting on the ground, his mind was already in turmoil, and he was afraid that even if someone wanted to kill him with a knife, he would not resist in the slightest.

"Is this the test you arranged? Is this what you arranged?" Casillas looked up in a daze, he suddenly understood why the New York Temple way didn't fight against him at all, why Claire and Evenson didn't even pay attention to themselves, and even helped them get to the core of the Temple.

They did it for themselves to kill Miria with their own hands!

"That's right. Evenson generously admitted with a wicked smile, "I arranged it all, but I also spent a lot of effort to dig up corpses in the permafrost above 6,000 meters above sea level, you don't know how difficult it is, and now my two arms are still a little sore." ”

"You... How did you... Miria has been dead for a long time. Casillas's mind was in turmoil, "How can you do this?"

"Why not?" said Evenson with a sneer, "Death is just a state for me, and your wife's soul is not bound by any powerful force, let alone the side effects, so it is not difficult for me to resurrect her." ”

"Then why is she fighting me?" Casillas stroked Miria's face with trembling fingers, "Doesn't she approve of what I'm doing now?"

"How would I know? I didn't ask her what she thought. Evenson shrugged his shoulders, "And in fact I never gave her free will, and since her resurrection, everything he says and does has been under my control. ”

Although it is impossible for Evenson to enslave countless armies of the undead like the Lich King, he can still control a newly resurrected and not too powerful undead golem.

"I see, you resurrected her, you manipulated her, just so that I could kill her with my own hands. Casillas's eyes were hollow, like walking corpses, but he then flew into a rage and asked Evenson loudly, "Why are you doing this?!"

"How dare you ask me?" said Evenson, glaring, "You hurt Claire and almost killed her, and I lost my love, it's a painful feeling, and of course I'm going to let you feel it." ”

"It's still like this..."Casillas was still wondering, this was the first time he had met with Evenson today, why he was so vicious against himself, it turned out that he had almost killed the female mage. But if I could do it all over again... Casillas looked at his wife in his arms, I must kill that woman at that time, let you feel what is called the pain of the heart!

But now it's too late to say that "there is hatred between you and me, you hate me, and I can understand that." But it's just a matter between us, why are you pulling Miria into it!"

I felt great pain when I killed Miria, what would it be like to be killed by myself? I finally crawled out of the abyss of death, but I couldn't help but be hostile to myself, and I had to fight against my own sword, and then died in my own hands. What kind of remorse and unwillingness did this short resurrection experience make him feel?

"I'm just going to pull her in. Evenson said arrogantly: "We are not enemies with different positions and interests, but enemies with personal grudges! ”

"Are you the devil?" Casillas glared at the man in front of him, who was truly cruel to the point of being terrible.

"Don't get me wrong. Evenson shook his head, "I'm a warlock, and in some ways, I'm a demon!"

"In that case, I... There is an offer. Casillas closed his eyes in resignation, put Miria's body aside, and stood up to face Evenson, "If you hate me, then I will leave myself to you at your disposal, I will never make any resistance, but the premise is that you resurrect Miria once and let her live well." ”

"Do you mean that?" Evenson looked at Casillas in some surprise.

"Absolutely seriously. Casillas nodded, "I don't know what your strength is, even if you are stronger than me, but with my strength today, if I want to escape from your hands, I can still do it if I ask myself." ”

"I will not fight you, I will only escape again and again in front of you, and there is no one worthy of my nostalgia except in this world, so you will lose the opportunity to punish me forever, and you can only suppress your hatred for me in the bottom of your heart, and be slowly burned by the fire of hatred. ”

"Oh," Evenson nodded as if he had realised, "So it seems that your physical strength is quite tempting...", he raised his hand and pointed to Miria's corpse, "but I refuse!"

At the same time as Evenson's words landed, a raging flame suddenly burned on Miria's corpse, and it instantly turned into a pile of ashes.

"You bastard!" Casillas couldn't hold back any longer, and slashed at Evenson. And the attack is very crazy, without any protection, presumably he already has the heart to die.

"Hah!" Evenson stood there motionless, the Void Protection suddenly unleashed and blocked Casillas's twin blades in one fell swoop, and then a cloud of shadow exploded between the two of them, knocking Casillas back.

Originally, although Evenson controlled his strength, this time the shadow rage would not bring much damage to Casillas, but it should also make him very uncomfortable, I am Casillas Now he completely ignores this, wiped the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth and continued to attack.

At this time, Evenson wiped it from his waist and threw something over. Casillas instinctively thought that this was some kind of hidden weapon, and without even looking at it, he casually slashed it to the side.

"Congratulations," said Evenson, laughing, "you just chopped your wife's soul to pieces." ”

Casillas was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to see that what he had just chopped aside was a purple crystal, which had now been shattered piece by piece.

"Soul Crystal..."Evenson introduced with a grin, "We warlocks are masters of playing with souls, and our most common method is to condense a living soul into a soul crystal. ”

"It's a coincidence... The moment I threw it out happened to be your wife's. ”

"It's so bad, the body is reduced to ashes, the soul is chopped to pieces, this state can be regarded as almost losing all chance of resurrection, anyway, I can't resurrect him. Unless there is only one great being who puts his soul back together. ”

"Great existence?" Casillas, who was about to lose his mind because of anger, heard this sentence in his mind, but his mind lit up, "Is Dormammu okay?"

"Ahh

"Yes," Casillas explained, "this is the best answer of yours!"

"Then I'll have to stop you. Evenson held the flames in his hands, looking like he was about to fight.

"I said you couldn't catch me!" Casillas rekindled hope that this time she would not allow herself to fail again. He raised his hands and clasped them together, and the space around him changed instantly, and two thick walls that were not connected suddenly merged, blocking Evenson and him from the middle.

Running so fast, Evenson extinguished the flame in his palm, and hung his arm down indifferently, not meaning to catch up at all. It's okay to save me from having to release water in the middle of the battle for a while, thinking about how to sell a flaw and let you escape naturally.

"You just let him go like this. At this moment, Guildres suddenly came behind Evenson, "You really deserve to let him go to Dormammu to resurrect his wife, right?"

"Hmph," Evenson snorted, "of course not. ”

"I see. Guildres laughed with a sudden twitch of his shoulders, "The real pain is not a static state, but an ever-changing dynamic, a process of change from despair to hope and then to despair." ”

"The arrangement you made just now has made him completely desperate, and even wants to destroy himself. But in the midst of that despair, you gave him hope. So..."Guildres's big eyes rolled to look at Evenson, who was sneering, "Next, what you have to do is to extinguish that glimmer of hope at home when he is about to succeed!"

"That's the truth. Evenson nodded, "It's really a hero, and it's worthy of Marshal Mo." ”

"Oh, yes. Evenson turned to Guildres and bowed slightly, "Your Excellency has personally come to help me so much this time, and I am very grateful to you." ”

"It doesn't matter. Guildres was also very humble and crossed his hands and bowed, "I only hope that Your Excellency will spare no effort to fulfill the agreement between us." ”

"I promise I will. Evenson said solemnly, "The matter has come to this, and it is inconvenient to stay here for long, so it is better to leave early." ”

"I know. Guildreth looked at the magic book in his hand at this time, and handed it to Evenson with both hands, "The textbook of the city of Snails, now it should be returned to its original owner." ”

Guildres suddenly appeared to help Casillas this time, though not out of disgust and hatred for Kama Taj as he said. In fact, he had hardly ever dealt with Kama Taj, let alone had any conflicts.

So he's here because of Evenson's request. The goal was to get him to strike before Casillas and sing a duet with Claire, so that the mages of the New York Temple would not suffer too many casualties.

And in order to enhance its deterrence, Evenson also specially sent him the Oblivion City textbook.

"Your Excellency the Demon Marshal is really high-spirited. Evenson looked at the Snail City textbook that had been handed to him, and he was still a little surprised in his heart, he didn't expect Guildres to return the book so easily.

"I'm just following the promise. Guildres smiled and shook his head.

"Then should I praise you for your promise?" A voice suddenly came from behind Evenson.

Evenson turned her head to see that it was the Supreme Mage Ancient One, and she seemed to be very unhappy with her face now, "You really did a great thing behind my back!"

She walked over quickly, and took the Luocheng textbook back at once, "It's been a long time, Guildres. ”

"So you've known each other for a long time. Evenson scratched his head.

The Luocheng Textbook was to carry the indescribable and the like, and of course it was impossible for the Ancient One to let it go out. But at that time the book was in Guildres' hands.

It is natural that he can defeat Guildreis with the strength of the Ancient One, but this book is the key to everything. So out of an abundance of caution, a deal was made between them, Guildres gave up the book, and the Kama Taj well water did not interfere with the river water, and stopped doing those things that hurt the heavens and reason, and the ancient one let him go.

And Guildres also felt that the Luocheng Sect was useless to his wishes, so he sold a favor.

"Your Excellency, I am really happy that you are still in good health after many years of not seeing you. "Guildres seems to have a special respect for the Ancient One" "just... Do you remember something from the past?"

"If you still want to put your head on your neck, don't bring it up again. Gu Yi frowned when he heard this, and turned the figure to the side irritably, "And what you did this time seems to have violated our original agreement." ”

"Really?" said Guildres in a tone of surprise, "I'm just here to assist Kama Taj, and I think you should understand that if I hadn't been maneuvering in the middle and letting that so-called fanatic do something about the way here, it wouldn't have ended like this." ”

"You have a point. The ancient one waved his hand, "So get out of here!"

"That's the next goodbye. Guildreis bowed deeply, and the figure slowly vanished.

"How did you get involved with such a guy?" the Ancient One gave Evenson a deep look.

"It was a very fortuitous chance. Evenson tilted his head, "But... I think the relationship between you and him is strange, and he seems to hate him very much, and on a personal level, even though he is so deferential to you. ”

"Because he's sick in the head!" scolded the ancient one, "when we first met, he called me the Holy Maiden! and firmly believed that I was the reincarnation of Joan of Arc, and it seems that he still hasn't given up on this idea." And his reason was that if I were a few years younger, I would look exactly like Joan of Arc!

"No," Evenson rubbed his brows, "Then he is really sick, you are British, how can you have anything to do with Joan of Arc, the Frenchman? Although the enemies are all Saxons, but you are thousands of years older than Joan of Arc, if you want to be reincarnated, you will also be reincarnated, we may be turned into you?!"