The heavens and the earth suddenly brightened, and only himself and Queen Vanessa were left in York's world!

Vanessa's eyes rolled up, her teeth clenched into her lower lip, and she stood motionless. 『』『Words*Love*First*Hair【Big*School*Bag*Small*Say*Netdashubao】The magic faded, and she couldn't help but shake it.

York was hidden in the magic, scrutinizing her. The witch was covered in layers of shroud-like magic, and it shouldn't be his fault that he couldn't kill her all at once. If her guardianship allowed her to live too long, she deserved it!

The queen lowered her head, closed her eyes, and gasped heavily. Blood trickled down her closed eyes, dripping into the cracks in the shattered rocks beneath her feet. York's nostrils were furled, and he stared at the woman in front of him with some disgust. She wants to die like a hero? Then he can't let her succeed, he has to deal with it.

The second method of execution was a spike of pure energy that would turn her alive into ashes. But when the spell faded, he still saw Vanessa standing. The large boulder had been burned into oil by magic, forming a tight and neat ring, and her ankles were already charred with rubble, and her hair was burned away. But she was still standing, still shaking.

Hell alive it! What kind of talisman magic does she have? In a fit of rage, York cast all the magic that could be used around him, including a hungry maggot spell, York was not allowed to use this filthy spell before, but now what could be more filthy than the midsummer woman in front of him?

The maggots slowly condensed and wrapped around her arm, quickly bouncing into her lower abdomen, then burrowing into the cracked, blackened body. York sighed, hoping that the maggots would do their best and stop wasting any more time. He is trapped in the protection of the two, and his opponent will not die, and he will not be able to get out.

Maggots are about to finish their mission. They hadn't had time to touch Vanessa's limbs and head, and the light was eating and drinking in the center of her body. Her torso had become so scarred that she couldn't find a single piece of skin, except for one bloody hole after another with bones exposed. But how could she still stand and not fall?

York frowned and unleashed a small ball of force at the queen. Usually it is just used to hunt hares and scare lumberjacks. But her mutilated body still stood motionless. York found that he didn't have a few combat spells left to use. He shrugged, picked up the staff on the ground, and shot a burst of emerald magic light at her with all his might, until the staff's energy was drained and it made a gurgling sound, and he couldn't stop casting the spell without hesitation.

The Lord of the Fire Dragon Village held the useless staff he bought, his forehead furrowed. Today he had many spells with him, and now there were almost none left. It's really a loss, a loss......

Vanessa's magically ravaged body still stood tenaciously. She must still be alive. So it's better not to touch her with your hands, even if it's not worth holding a dagger. This witch has a lot of tricks, and she and Lexie have suffered a lot. It's better to destroy her invisibly. York snapped his fingers, urging the magic around him, and suddenly a long, black stick appeared in his hand, and many ancient silver words were engraved on the stick. He patted it lightly with his hand, slowly awakening it, aha, the taste of power is so sweet! Soon it will annihilate the immobile opponent in front of it in the blazing Dead Sea of Light!

In less than half a moment, the stick suddenly became silent. Bewildered, he tried to activate it with his mana, only to find that it was already dead—like dead wood in the woods, it died so suddenly! Not knowing what was going on, York angrily threw the stick aside and summoned another thick stick. If that fails, then he still has two staves to use. Maybe it's the stealth elixir that makes these treasures ineffective. Distraught, he hurriedly summoned the Life Sucking Technique of the Thick Rod, which was dedicated to depleting the essence of blood.

The body in front of him immediately turned into a tattered and stinky skin, and the skin was gray and rotten, emitting a foul smell. But the witch of the middle of summer still stood there quietly!

Yorke was furious, shouted, waved one staff, and waved another staff, and was about to fire both staffs at the same time, when he heard a hoarse sizzling sound from them, and a puff of smoke came out of it. He tasted a bitter omen of bad luck in his mouth, for the queen was still standing.

Her shattered head hung crooked on her broken neck, and her black, bloody eyes opened as if they were two bottomless seas of fire. Her jaw squirmed for a moment, and her wrinkled mouth rattled, "My dear duke, why haven't you finished it yet?" ”

"Holy Spirit save me!" The Duke cried out, horror chilling his skin, and he tried to get away from her. Vanessa seemed to be walking towards him! Yes, yes, the gods are above, and she really walked towards him!

The severed limbs staggered forward, crawled out of the rubble, and stood awkwardly on the stone floor. Limaita couldn't help but be frightened and retreated, screaming in shock: "You! You! Don't come near me! ”

"Duke of York, I don't want to do that." The mutilated limb said sadly, and came over unwieldy. "It's your choice, you're going to war on me, you've used those cruel spells on me."

"Don't call me by name, you black, smelly witch!" The Lord of Fire Dragon Village could hardly hold back his howl, and pinched out the last magic tool with his trembling fingers. It was a beautiful chain with a ring on it. He shivered as he put the ring on one finger. The finger immediately elongated, sharpened like an iron hook, and then thickened and enlarged. "You bewitching king!" He screamed, "I execute you on behalf of the Burning Nation!" ”

The ring flickered, and a black death light shot out.

The mutilated body stopped, enduring another violent assault.

But the Queen, who should have screamed, giggled, and her voice sounded sweet and beautiful, and then the other laughter joined in, forming a sea of ridicule.

The demonic shield surged, and the force wave passed through York's stealth elixir, oscillating his body out of nothingness! The shields, shattered like mirrors before York's eyes, revealing the world for what it was—the archmage Meese standing in Vanessa's place, the orb of magic light in his hand changing with a mesmerizing halo.

Then, another powerful flashback, like the morning sun piercing the fog, and York watched as he collapsed like a mass of meat sauce, and the magic that had been emitted from it invaded him at the same time, like a vat of boiling oil poured out, melting him into a puddle of human pulp. That's the last qiē left of York.