Wasn't I fighting in the magic tower of the main city, how could I suddenly go back to the bottom of the dry well of the monastery?

This is...... Step back in time?

A drop of cold sweat slid down Thor's cheek, and his thoughts raced as he suddenly realized that what he was looking for was just an illusion.

At the same time, Thor's second class skill 'Necromantic Pupil' was suddenly forced to trigger, and his eyes instantly only turned into the whites of his eyes, shooting out a void gaze, and the entire illusion also silently disintegrated in front of him.

"Really...... It's nostalgic!" Listening to the sound of Hugues and Coveville drifting away, Thor sighed deeply, and almost brought tears to his eyes after a brief revisit to his old place.

Although he had seen through the illusion, the moment Thor returned to reality, he felt the surging temperature in front of him, and a huge fireball was already close in front of him. He didn't even have time to raise his hand, and the whole person was blown away by the fireball.

"Thor!" Lorna and the others suddenly clenched in their hearts, although Lady Sinelle's main job was an illusionist, her other elemental attainments were definitely not low, and this fireball also carried at least five or six orders of magic strength.

After the fireball collided, it exploded in the air, and this time Thor was very bad, and was blown away and rolled far away, and there was no sound for a while.

It was only after a while that he struggled to stand up again with his hands on the ground, and the whole person stood a little dizzy and shaky, and his vision seemed to be ...... What is missing? The scenery in the field of vision is also a little scattered and ghosted, and it seems to be plated with dazzling gold edges.

After seeing Thor's appearance at this time, Chrissy and Lorna in the distance instantly cried, and Anne Baez also stood there with her eyes red and her mouth covered. At this moment, the entire left half of Thor's face was blown up by the fireball, and the eyeballs fell out of their sockets as if they had lost their cover, and they were hanging on the edge of the sockets and shaking.

Subconsciously shook his head, Thor didn't feel any pain, but his whole face was hot and a little numb.

"Ah~!!" A terrible scream suddenly sounded, coming from a certain aristocratic girl not far from Thor, hiding behind a table.

Not knowing what the hell she was calling there, Thor subconsciously turned his head.

With a slam of her head, the eyeballs, which were originally only connected to a trace of flesh and blood, finally flew out, and with a 'snap' sound, she gently stuck to the desktop in front of the girl, and she fainted with a roll of her eyes.

Finally noticing that there was something abnormal in his vision, Thor subconsciously raised his hand, which only had three sharp fingers, but did not touch the skin of his face, but faintly heard a collision sound similar to the 'knock' of nails against the bones of his face.

Consciously raising the back of his hand and wiping it in front of his eyes, in addition to wiping off a hand of flesh and blood, Thor finally understood what was going on from the sunken eye sockets coming from the back of his hand, and it turned out that he had scared others again.

What does it matter if it's just one eye?

"Hah...... Hahahaha!" Thor laughed a little effortlessly, bent down to pick up the long sword he had left on the ground at his feet, and danced around to meet the two fireballs that flew towards him again.

Seeing Thor's appearance, Sinelle was also a little frightened in her heart, that guy could still stand up after his head was blown up. However, seeing the way he staggered at the end of his crossbow, Sinelle decisively pursued two fireballs over.

Thor dodged one in a frenzy, and slashed another with his sword. It turned out that the fireball could indeed be split, and Thor threw away the somewhat deformed sword in his hand with emotion, and the whole person slammed into Siniel's magic shield like a battering ram.

"Bang~!" A dull loud bang resounded through the hall, and Sinier stood still without moving, but the wave of air stirred up by Thor after the impact spread out in a circle around him.

Then he spun over and jumped, landing on the ground and rushing at Sinille again like an arrow. After the 'bang' sounded, he howled like laughter, and then jumped backwards and ran wildly, rushing forward again and again.

Feeling as if one of his shoulders was shattered, he drooped his arm and replaced it with the other, or used his chest and head, numbly and vigorously hitting Sinille's magic shield again and again.

Everyone knew that he was no longer normal, or that he was clearly determined to die, and that nothing could stop him until the blood ran dry, or that death came.

"Bang...... Bang...... Bang. All that was left of the hall was the monotonous sound of crashing, dull and repetitive, but each time it shook the eardrums of the people around them.

"He really didn't want to leave alive......" Anne Baez muttered tears as she watched the tragic scene, while Chrissy and Lorna sat down and wept bitterly.

Like a statue, Sinelle stood in place with her magic shield in place, looking to be able to cope with it easily, and only her hair seemed to flutter occasionally every time she was hit.

But if anyone could get closer, they would see that the corners of her mouth were already spilling blood.

In fact, from Thor just now, after the first impact, Sinelle had noticed the anomaly. His strength grew, and the heavy crash seemed to ring in her head, and just one impact made Sinaire feel a strong sense of vertigo.

The magic shield is actually an out-of-body spell that doesn't require any support from the caster, but there is still a spiritual connection between the spell and the caster, and when the shield takes too much damage every time, it will also have a certain impact on the caster's own mental level.

The reason why she is now raising her hands flat and making a look of resisting with all her strength is that on the one hand, she is continuing to instill magic power into the magic shield, and on the other hand, she is afraid that the other party will suddenly see her flaws.

Or she was afraid that if she suddenly let go of her hand now, the magic shield would collapse in an instant, and she would faint.

Sinelle realizes that the tide of battle seems to be entering a cycle that is not going against her.

She was dizzy for a moment after each impact, and she had to tense her consciousness before the next impact, and she had no room to cast other magic methods on her, not even a chance to distract herself from pouring magic potions.

The magic shield consumes the caster's own mana, and will always exist as long as the caster has enough mana. This is a very practical means for vulnerable magicians to protect themselves, but it does not mean that this is an invincible magic.

It's just that because high-level magicians usually have vast reserves of magic power, they can use magic shields to resist all kinds of attacks from the sword level again and again, thus giving ordinary people a sense of unbreakable strength.

What shocked and despaired Sinelle at the moment was that she felt the power of the monster in front of her seem to grow in size after each impact, which meant that she would have more and more difficulty coping with it.

And every time she bears his great power, she feels that her mana will be drained away in an instant, and if she continues, she will eventually collapse her defense because of the lack of mana.

She is being dragged into a vortex that is not good for her, but she is powerless to change it, and can only barely support it.

What kind of monster is this, although his strength has not increased much, it seems to be stable and continuous.

Won't he be in pain? Won't he be tired? He just hit him again and again with his broken flesh and blood, and he persevered, and this impact would hurt him even more.

It is undeniable that this kind of self-mutilation-for-life attack made Sinelle gradually feel a little frightened, and the two seemed to be caught in a kind of spiritual competition to see who couldn't support it first.

Thor kept rushing, but in fact, his consciousness was already in chaos, and even the physical pain became vague and inspecific, just instinctively repeating the attack there.

Sometimes he felt as if the curse had exploded, and sometimes as if the curse had passed, or he couldn't tell whether he was venting the curse or his violent emotions now.

He only vaguely saw Shogues and Coveville, and he stood behind the transparent front and beckoned to him, and he just had to rush over and be with them.

The next moment, he saw Lucia hiding in the cave with her back covered in blood, and with what strength she had left, she carried herself to her lap and lay down so that she could sleep comfortably.

And she just lowered her head, looking at herself with affection, until she closed her eyes, until the last breath stopped, until the last tear fell and crossed her cheek.

Thor suddenly felt so painful, I don't know if it was my heart, or my body, or if it was what Lucia had endured.

I'm in pain...... It hurts...... I'm in so much pain!

"Whew~!" Thor suddenly opened his hands as if he wanted to embrace the sky, and let out a tearing and violent cry.

The weak-willed people in the hall instantly shook their ears and blood flowed, and the vast sound wave spread out to the surroundings, covering most of the main city with the magic tower as the center.

Ignorant pedestrians on the street looked up at the sky and faintly saw a blood-colored phantom of death in the sky with a huge scythe, as people later recalled that night.

Then Thor in the hall suddenly changed his appearance, but before anyone could see him, they started to charge together. Sinille's hand trembled faintly, and she felt that she might not be able to stop the blow.

"Bang... Bang..."The sound of dull footsteps enough to smash the floor rushed all the way away, ringing in everyone's hearts.

Then...... "Bang~!", and after the most violent collision, a spiderweb-like crack appeared on Sinelle's magic shield, and she herself sprayed a mouthful of blood on the shield.

Then Thor grinned fiercely, and climbed the edge of the shield with his right hand, which was still strong, and crossed his legs around the shield, and the whole person hung on her magic shield. Like a crazy gecko, it just uses its head to make a more dense collision sound.

The faces of the two were not far apart, only separated by a translucent shield, and this evil face, which had only one eye at hand, became Sinil's deepest nightmare.

It wasn't until a certain moment that Thor threw his head down suddenly, but smashed into the air, and his feet fell to the ground, that he realized that the opponent's magic shield had silently collapsed at some point.

"I've got you!" Thor didn't speak, but Sinelle read the terrible smile on his face at the moment.

Then he stretched out his sharp claws, grabbed the weak Sinelle by the neck, and lifted her whole body.