Aphrodite hit the pillar with her back and felt her entire internal organs shift away. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Aphrodite!"

Hearing Simon's shout, Aphrodite, who was lying on the ground, looked up, only to find a cold light across her neck, deep in the pillar.

"Is this what death feels like......

Aphrodite wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, and looked back to draw her long sword, only to find that the blade was bent and could no longer be used.

"Simon, lend me your sword."

Simon rushed to Aphrodite's side.

"Are you alright, or we'd better retreat first?"

Simon handed his silver-plated sword to Aphrodite and said worriedly.

"I don't want to waste such a great opportunity, Simon."

Faced with Simon's confused expression, Aphrodite had no intention of explaining.

If you are not a martial artist, you can't understand this feeling, how can you easily retreat in the face of an enemy with superb martial arts, every attack and defense seems to be able to peek into the corner of a higher level of martial arts, that is an irresistible temptation. At the same time, this skeleton showed me a power completely different from that of magic, which is a martial art that has been tempered and a strength that comes from within, constantly surpassing itself until it reaches the transcendent sainthood.

So what is the reason for the throbbing in my heart at this moment? Excitement, fear, or anticipation, several emotions were intertwined, and Aphrodite felt a shiver all over her body.

That's what I'm looking forward to, my nature.

I have already dedicated my life to justice and fought for justice, why do I still have such thoughts, am I really not suitable for a holy warrior? If that's the case, why guide me to become a paladin, damn fate! My life is not anyone's toy, no one can control it, only I am my own master!

"Maybe I'll die here, I'm sorry."

Aphrodite whispered to Simon.

Simon was stunned, but saw Aphrodite smile with an extremely bewitching and seductive smile.

Aphrodite rushes into the battle between Mercury Skull and Hinclave, attacking in an almost frantic stance, like a berserker, undisciplined but wild. For a moment, the mercury skeleton was completely powerless to fight back.

The mercury skeleton dodged the attack of the two and suddenly pointed at Aphrodite's left shoulder, but Aphrodite did not avoid it at all, but accelerated to meet it. Sharp knuckles pierced through the armor, making a hole in Aphrodite's shoulder, and blood gushed out, reflecting Aphrodite's excited, almost hideous face, and she took the opportunity to sever the mercury skeleton's right arm with a single sword.

The fallen arm turned into a flowing liquid in the air, condensed into round marbles, and quickly rolled to the feet of the mercury skeleton after landing, and merged into the mercury skeleton's body. After a short time, the mercury skeleton's right arm was intact.

Even so, everyone still did not flinch, and Hinclave took inspiration from Aphrodite and directly took a hard blow to the mercury skeleton's hand knife, which slashed the abdomen and even deformed the armor, but Hinclair reluctantly smashed the mercury skeleton's head with a giant hammer.

For a while, the body of the mercury skeleton collapsed into a sky of mercury, and just when everyone thought the battle was over, the mercury re-condensed and formed not far away, and the new body could not see any damage.

The mercury skeleton held one hand behind his back, and Ping stretched out a hand to signal to them.

Come, go on.

Sinclair gasped heavily, his armor weighing heavily on him, and the knife seemed to have wounded his internal organs, and now he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen with every movement. Sweat ran down his forehead, and the stuffy air in his helmet almost suffocated him, and he reached down and tossed it aside, revealing his bright eyes.

"Whew, it's much more comfortable now, I want to see how many lives you have left."

Obviously, his face looked very bad, but his tone was as relaxed as usual.

Why?

Vanessa's fingers had been strained by the bowstring and were beginning to swell and pain, but she didn't care at all, and the blood-stained arrow didn't break for a moment.

"It's the first time to shoot so many arrows, super satisfying!"

Vanessa put the short bow in her right hand, as if she wanted to use her left hand to draw the bow, and she looked like she was playing in the driving range.

Why?

Aphrodite closed her eyes and savored something, a charming smile blooming on her face.

"I can't stop, I don't want to stop, this painful deathmatch is really fascinating."

Aphrodite wielded her sword with only her wrist, and the cold light shimmered.

Why?

Simon couldn't comprehend the current situation.

Why not retreat? Didn't you say that it looked good? Why is it the way it is?

Simon was annoyed by this situation, he wanted to say something but couldn't, he was already overwhelmed by the white-hot battle, because he was afraid of accidentally injuring his teammates, so he barely used any spells to support, which made him feel as if he was an outsider, watching the battle from the sidelines.

What the hell am I doing?

Run, like in the wasteland.

It's impossible for humans to win over monsters, it's common sense in the wasteland.

Never putting yourself in a very dangerous situation is the secret to survival in the wasteland.

There are no miracles, no luck, the guys who believe in these things are dead.

Where there is life, there is hope.

It's better to let these fools die, didn't this be what they did before, only by living can there be hope, and doing whatever it takes to survive is the right way.

Rangers are not death squads, and there is no need to die for an unexplained mission, do you?

And is there really a way to purify the land? Everything is nothing more than speculation.

Run, run, run.

Escape.

"Simon, don't be too concerned about your teammates getting hurt by mistake. Trust them, and believe in yourself. ”

Vanessa encouraged Simon.

"Yes, little brother, use any spell, I will avoid it in time. I've fought alongside mages before, don't worry. ”

Hinclair offered words of consolation.

"Simon, you're suppressing yourself."

Aphrodite's soft voice struck Simon's mind.

"You're suppressing your instincts, and that's very unwise for you as a warlock. Warlocks are meant to do what they want, to let their inner nature run freely, so that they can discover their own potential. To put it simply, Simon, you're too sane. ”

A flash of lightning crossed Simon's thoughts.

After all, human beings are sensual creatures, and although reason can make people live, sensibility can make people live.

"Haha, you guys, you still have time to care about me at this time, I really don't know what to say about you."

Simon laughed heartily.

Inner nature, what a strange word, Simon has suppressed himself all his life in order to survive.

To die freely and to live in restraint, Simon once chose the latter.

But now Simon has the power to refuse death, it is contained in all things in the world, it can be mobilized with words and gestures, it is the supreme power, and it is just waiting for the world to change, that is magic.

Judging from the spells that the warlock himself awakens and masters, most of them have one thing in common, that is, the nature of the warlock, which does not consider the rationality of the spell collocation at all, and just masters it because he likes it.

Although Simon's nature does not want to admit it, it cannot be denied that there is a strong desire for destruction in his nature, whether it is a disappointment in himself or an accusation against the world, Simon does not know.

The hardest thing for people to see is themselves, and Simon is no exception.

Simon had always had the misconception that the people in the world of Essor were the same as the people in the wasteland world he was in.

He was wrong, the inhabitants of the world of Essos do not lack strength, what they lack is faith and hope.

"Smash the soundwave!"

Show me my power.

The mercury skeleton's body rippled, and it took a step back, its right foot slamming heavily on the ground, and the visible ripples on its body were channeled into the ground, tearing the floor apart.

It's not over yet.

"Destroy it!"

Anything, I just want to destroy this skeleton.

Simon's mind is filled with a belief in pure destruction.

I remembered that I had tried to learn low-level escape spells, how superficial I was at that time, people are not gods after all, they can't shape themselves, reality is not a game, and people are not machines. Sometimes I think it might be better to be a mage, but after getting used to the power of the blood and the thrill of the blood boiling, can I still calm my head?

To destroy, to ravage, to conquer.

Simon felt a convergence of energy that was stronger than the Fireball Technique, a cold wind.

A large hail fell from the sky, continuously attacking the mercury skeleton and the places around it, and the sharp hail was mixed with the cold wind, which easily froze the mercury skeleton, making it unable to dodge the hail attacks, and the violent hail even made Sinclair and Aphrodite unable to get close.

Ice Storm!

Simon unleashed a spell beyond his ability to leave his body feeling empty and tired, but it was also incredibly powerful.

The constant hail shattered the mercury skeleton into countless pieces, and the cold wind covered the surroundings with frost.

Simon finally felt like a true warlock at this moment, and he also felt the thrill of using his abilities to the fullest, and he was in a joyful mood.

The battle with the mercury skeleton may be because it is between life and death, and the strong pressure forces out all their potential, so everyone is so fascinated, here, weakness is the original sin, strength is everything. The desire to pursue greater power is buried in the hearts of everyone here, and they are willing to lose their lives for it.

In this supernatural world of magic, magic, and psionics, adventure is almost their life, not to mention that in this apocalyptic state, they can die at any time. That's why I am so thirsty for strength and the pursuit of transcendence, which may be the eternal goal of professionals in this world.

That's right, Simon has now finally broken away from his former status as an ordinary person and has become a qualified warlock.

Although the mercury skeleton was reduced to pieces, everyone was not careless, its strength was too strong, even Simon did not think that he could easily defeat it.

Sure enough, under the gaze of everyone, the mercury melted.