"Aewen!" Merlin cried out heartbreakingly.

"Mo ...... Lin ......" The little vampire muttered, his eyes closed slightly, and he fainted weakly.

The boy grabbed her body, feeling like he was holding a hot soldering iron in his arms, and he barely used his magic to isolate the girl's burning body heat, but he could feel that she was getting hotter and hotter.

What to do, if she wasn't a vampire, maybe she would have turned into a flame at this time.

Edneau, Ed...... Is it just me, I'm the only one left......

The whispers rang in his ears again, and Merlin desperately focused on listening to the familiar voices, but something more infected, depression, anger, confusion, anxiety, nervousness, emptiness, greed, despair...... It was as if all the negative emotions in the world had piled up in the boy's heart, and he couldn't even breathe.

"Whew...... Whew...... "Morin gasped desperately, his chest rising and falling like a blower.

The wound on Professor Ed's face grew bigger and bigger, and the fog around him was even thicker, and the wriggling air masses didn't even disperse after hitting the boy's arm, hovering around him and rushing towards him repeatedly, again and again, endlessly, crashing into his body, and in addition to the arm, the boy's back also burned with incandescent flames.

He resisted the swarm-like air mass with one hand, protected the little vampire in his arms with the other, and desperately resisted the temptation of those familiar voices in his mind, and resisted the infection of countless negative emotions.

Gradually, it was difficult to support himself, and he bent down.

The Elder in his arms had completely lost consciousness, his skin was frighteningly hot, his weak breath was imperceptible, and the teacher Ed in front of him was motionless, his head hanging down, and he was lifeless.

"No!" his gaze had become blank, but his mouth was firmly muttered:

"No, I'm not going to let you die here......"

"Aeinor, Mr. Ed......"

"I'm going to take you out of ......"

"I'm going to take you away, ahhh——!h

The boy wiped a handful of tears, let out a vicious scream of rage, and stood up sharply.

The wriggling air mass in the sky was a little more crazy, it ravaged him like a raging storm, swept through him, and carried countless incandescent flames, trying to crush him, trying to blow him down, trying to burn him to ashes.

But he still stood firmly, his spine straight.

Morin's eyes glared at Ed's wounds, at the air masses that gushed out, and said like madness:

"I'm not afraid of you!"

"You can't help me!"

"You don't want to leave them here!"

He took half a step forward, and the stormy air masses exploded and gathered in one place, as if its undesecrated majesty had been questioned and challenged by the insignificant, and the flames were so strong that they were like purgatory, and those wriggling air masses even twisted into cheeks with terrible expressions, accompanied by rolling thunder and swept towards the boy.

Morin's left arm was bent and extended, and his right arm protected the little vampire, standing still.

There was no weakness in the dark blue eyes, and the burning gaze seemed to be more blazing than the flames around him.

"You want to infect me, but you lure me with your voice and intimidate me with these things, which means that you can't help me!"

"Your flames can't hurt me, I'm not afraid of you, it's you who are afraid of me!!"

He took another step forward.

There were still some familiar voices in his ears that persuaded him to give up, buzzing like a swarm whispering, and there were still countless negative emotions in his heart that made him unable to extricate himself, like a dark night that never had light. But he had only one thought in his heart - he was going to bring Emno and Teacher Ed back, and he wouldn't let them die here!

He only held this one thought, guarded this one thought, like the soldiers in the first row of the battlefield charging at the enemy, without any other thoughts, and marched forward bravely.

After three steps in a row, he walked to the sculptural Ed with the flames and air masses in the sky.

Ed, who was frozen, suddenly looked up at Morin: "Leave, leave, don't be here!

The surprise on the boy's face turned solemn—he saw Professor Ed's eyes, dim and chaotic, but they were staring at himself with a wide open face, and there was no expression of struggle on his face, just like the last time he woke up.

It's like a manipulated unconscious doll.

"You're not Professor Ed!Who are you?!" Morin snorted.

"Hahaha......" The other party's laughter was very hoarse, "I am Ed Warlund, a professor at the Academy of Magic, a famous card maker, I know you, Maureen, and you know your father, Pike! Who do you say I am?!"

"Is it another temptation of rhetoric, first to lure me to give up resistance but without success, to infect my mind with negative emotions without success, and now to trick me into leaving......" Morin said coldly, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"In this way, you are really afraid of me!"

He raised his arm to block the pale air masses, swarm-like masses of air that had barely left Ed's wound before hitting his palm, spreading out on either side, converging, colliding, striking, dispersing, converging again.

The hand was already wrapped in blinding flames, but Merlin knew he wasn't hurt yet.

When he moved his palm forward an inch, the resistance was greater, but the wriggling air mass in the sky was also blocked by him at the same time, and he retreated an inch, then an inch, and then an inch, and he saved the situation little by little in this battle.

The boy protected the burning girl, his body against his body, and his palm gradually pressed against the wound on Ed's face.

"It's too late to leave!" the other party said again, his stiff body still only his head could move, and he looked blankly at the young man's slightly approaching palm, and suddenly laughed wildly.

His voice became extremely sharp, as if it resonated with the flames in the sky: "Don't struggle, you are all going to die! None of you can escape! I will slowly devour you, little by little, like devouring this body!"

"Your taste is very good, very good," he licked his chapped lips, his blank gaze still staring at Merlin: "From you I feel a strange power, extraordinary power, when I devour you, I will definitely be able to surpass all life, I will remember you, an ant-like existence, you should feel the supreme glory." ”

"Yes......" Morin whispered, "I don't care what you are, no matter how much strength you have, I will take Teacher Ed and Aeno out of here safely, you don't want to hurt them! you can't hurt me, and you can't hurt them!!"

"Get out of here!" he shouted heavily, "Go back, ahhhh——!h

The boy's palm slammed against Ed's cheek, covering the hideous wound.

The Professor's face was cold, his head lowered again, his eyes closed in a daze, no more wriggling air masses squeezing out of his wounds, no more sharp voices in his throat.

"Let's go, I'll take you back to the academy. He whispered.

Maureen closed his eyes.

"Little Black...... Wake up......" he called:

"Help me ......"

"Chirp...... Chirp ......" The black fire in the ring scar screamed weakly twice, and reluctantly used a levitation technique.

A smile appeared on the corner of the boy's mouth, and he summoned a floating ball of light to illuminate it, and took Ed and Aeno on his back, chose a direction, and drew straight lines with his cane, slowly walking away step by step.

The air mass without a source quickly dispersed into mist under the crazy impact, and the blinding flames gradually extinguished, but the thick fog did not dissipate, and the voice in his ears became louder, accompanied by that sharp laughter, negative emotions accumulated more and more in his heart.

"Take you out......" he thought hard, desperately.

"I'm not going to let you die here......"

In this fog, the sense of time is as fragile as the sense of direction.

And Morin didn't dare to count his steps silently, too much exhaustion, too much despair, too much weakness, he could only desperately think about the smiles of Eminor and Teacher Ed, desperately thinking about taking them away.

He was afraid that if he wandered his mind, he would rot and fall into this chaotic fog and never be able to get up again.

So I don't know how long I walked, and it seemed that he had struggled for a whole era, but perhaps he hadn't taken a few steps before he suddenly heard a howl from the fog ahead, and Merlin paused and clenched his wand.

In the hinterland of the firelight of order, the nightmare beast finally condensed in this chaotic fog.

Morin had heard countless howls like this in the Staircase Illusion, and he knew that it meant destruction.

- A giant pale wolf takes shape.

With its calf-like size, huge teeth, emotionless squinted eyes, pale fur, and boar-like thorns, this is the first nightmare beast that Professor Ranger taught in the Trial Tower course, and it is also the lowest-level nightmare beast species.

Seeing it roaring and lunging towards him, Merlin didn't let go of the two of them, and lifted Odaron's staff with his backhand, holding the elemental heart and using it as a sword. He leaped sideways as the wolf pounced on him, and plunged his staff into the wolf's neck in the air. The twig-like staff was so hard that it pierced through half of the wolf's head through a slanted eye.

Killed with a rod, the pale wolf was dead before it could reach the ground, and its body dissipated in the air as a mist.

With a click, a black order crystal nucleus landed at the boy's feet.

He didn't pick it up, but continued to walk, walking a little faster in the straight line he had described.

Another wolf howl, a giant wolf.

It's still a sword kill, a crystal nucleus, and the pace is one point faster.

But can you get out? Morin didn't dare to think about it. How many Nightmare Beasts were waiting for him ahead? Merlin didn't dare to think. Could there be a higher-level Nightmare Beast that is so powerful that he can't deal with it or escape? Morin still didn't dare to think about it.

The howls came and went, the giant wolves that were killed one after another, the magic in the small puddle was quickly consumed, and his arms began to swell and weak, and countless voices told him to give up, told him to leave Ed and Aeno and run for his life alone, told him to stop suppressing Ed's wounds, told him that he would fail and that there was no hope.

But he still only kept that one thought:

"Take them away...... Take them out there......"

Probably devouring enough power of order, the speed at which nightmare beasts were born in this fog became faster and faster, and the pale giant wolves began to appear together in three or four, without the weapons in hand, without strong armor, the boy's battle gradually became more difficult.

In the last battle, he was scratched on the left shoulder, opening two gaps, and using a petrification-like magical structure to block the lack of blood, but it looked terrifying. And in the last battle, his calf was bitten, infected with chaotic power, and it was bloody and difficult to heal.

In the successive battles, Morin didn't even know if his straight line was out of place, he didn't know if the direction he was moving was turning back, but he still walked, walking slowly.

Watching the pale giant wolf dissipate into a mist, and the crystal nucleus the size of a fruit core fell to the ground, the young man even had an illusion of déjà vu in a trance, those flames that were still burning on the stones, the irregular crystal nuclei that were as black as ink, and the short sword in his hand......

"Finally, there's still no chance......" Merlin stopped again.

He heard a low roar, buzzing together, a sound almost made by a small pack of wolves.

There are two ends in front, two on the left, one on the right, and one behind you.

surrounded...... He took a deep breath.

If he was in the staircase illusion, he was fully armed, and he had a chance to slaughter these chaotic evil seeds, and if he was alone in the forest, even if he was seriously injured, he knew several ways to escape. But he was in this fog, he had to protect the scorching Aeno and the stiff teacher Ed, he couldn't escape, and he couldn't beat him.

It seems that there is really no chance...... There's no way to take them away......

The lost mind was occupied by negative emotions for a moment, and the sharp voice laughed wildly in his ears, standing in front of him like a giant that covered the sky and the sun, and he could no longer muster the strength to resist.

Six giant wolves pounced from the surroundings one after another, Morin subconsciously avoided the first giant wolf, and inserted his wand into the blood mouth of the second giant wolf with his backhand, and when he pulled it out, he splashed with his own blood and pierced the neck of the third wolf, this time it did not kill it directly, Odaron's cane almost came out of his hand, he was taken a step down, and barely knocked away the fourth giant wolf.

Really tried my best......

Looking at the two huge mouths full of fangs in front of him on the left, which were about to bite his neck in the next moment, Merlin smiled bitterly, after all, he died in the battle against Chaos, and he could probably be put into the Valhalla in the academy.

Teacher Ed is still unreliable...... Obviously came to save himself......

An exploding scream sounded, and the two giant wolves in front of him suddenly turned into mist, and the two crystal nuclei still maintained their flight trajectory and hit the young man's neck one after another.

"What......" The young man looked at the black rope in front of him in a daze.

The chains seemed to sink deep into the rocky ground, and in the other direction they hung at an angle to the sloping ground, stretching straight into the mist at the end of the field of vision, as if the chain had come out of nowhere through the two giant wolves, turning them into mist.

Is someone else here to help me...... The black cord seemed to be straight forward......

He forcibly lifted his strength, carrying Aeno and Teacher Ed, jumped on the chain and ran forward.

The two giant wolves behind him turned around and chased the boy, although the speed was not slow, but as the height difference increased, it gradually fell below, even if it was difficult to reach the chains even if he jumped, there was no longer a threat, and there were many roars in the fog under his feet, but those nightmare beasts could no longer threaten him.

The chains were sturdy, they should have been made of magic, and they didn't tremble as they ran around the boy.

But he ran slower and slower.

The weight of his heart was still too heavy, and he used more and more strength to suppress Ed's wounds, and gradually he couldn't resist those voices, and he couldn't take a step anymore. The black rope hung in the mist, and the light spell could only illuminate a small space around him, and in the vast white mist, he was the only one standing on the narrow chains with the two of them on his back.

He was the only one, and he was the only one left......

As if a wind was blowing, Morin's body swayed and slowly fell towards the abyss on one side.

The blurred vision dimmed, and a large, strong hand grabbed his shoulder.

"I've finally found you, boy!"

The familiar voice made Mo Lin close his moist eyes with relief, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was no longer bitter.

It was Professor Honorom, who had saved himself once again.