The massive body crumbled and disintegrated, turning into ashes scattered from the sky.

Vera's eyes widened as she collapsed to the ground from exhaustion, staring in amazement at what was happening in front of her.

It worked?

It's true... Not dreaming?

Just a second ago, I thought that I had fallen short and was dead, but now I can clearly feel my fast-beating heart, my body that is extremely sore, and my head that is about to explode.

It hurts so much that it means that you are still alive and well.

Unbelievable.

"Vera, you're here!"

A brisk and surprising voice came.

The red-haired girl rolled her eyes desperately at the sound of footsteps hurrying towards her.

The small size, the ponytail flung behind the head, and the sapphire-like, twinkling eyes... Vera, who was stunned, suddenly widened her eyes: "Ah, it's you!"

She remembered that the little wizard she had seen once in Eberton during the Holy Blood Potion incident a few years ago, and that archery was more powerful than magic, called... How did this guy end up here?

"Ahh ”

Ai Yin, who was in a panic, hurriedly supported the red-haired girl who wanted to get up: "Relax, your spiritual hall has suffered too much void erosion, and you need to rest for a while." ”

While comforting, he fed the "sedative medicine" in his hand to the other party in small bites.

The cold potion ran down her throat, making Vera shiver a little, but soon she felt that the headache was rapidly subsiding, and although her body was still weak, it was noticeably more comfortable than before.

"It's only pain-relieving, there's no real recovery, you still need to rest. Seeing that the other party still remembered, Ain immediately opened his mouth to warn: "Relax first and let the effect of the medicine continue to work." ”

"Where's Loren, where is Loren?!"

Although she was warned several times, the impatient red-haired girl couldn't help but be excited.

"O Loren, he's ......"

Halfway through speaking, the little wizard's expression changed suddenly, and without saying anything, he suddenly picked up Vera and jumped over.

"Boom!"

Almost the next second of the leap, the entire arena trembled, and the sand where they had just stood a moment ago suddenly exploded with a loud noise.

No, not exploding, but sinking, centering on that little piece of sand, the whole arena is sinking, collapsing directly below.

"Put me down!"

"Run!"

The two of them held hands and ran towards the perimeter of the arena, the sand that occupied four-fifths of the arena quickly crumbled behind them, devouring the ground where they could land at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Boom!"

There was another jolt, and the weak red-haired girl stumbled and almost fell, and was dragged by Ain, who was discovered in time.

With the roar of the ground collapsing, huge tentacles emerged from the flowing sand, and they broke through the earth, tugging and shaking, stretching with agility that was completely unsuitable for the gigantic size, whipping at the ground that had long been torn apart and fragile like a piece of tissue paper.

"Boom !!!"

In the smoke and dust, countless tentacles dragged the fat and bloated "flesh and blood" of the evil god's body out of the ground, like a puddle of mud;

Countless pieces of blood mixed with bone fragments spilled out of the cracked ground, quickly soaking the arena and drowning to the ankles.

Perhaps because the body was too bloated and huge, the evil god's body stuck in the center of the ground only exposed half of its body, completely confined to the middle of the arena sand, unable to move at all except for its huge tentacles.

"Bang !!!"

The angry body of the evil god slammed its tentacles around the arena, and in the near-non-stop roar, patches of buildings, walls, stands... Turned into ruins in the smoke and dust.

A stunned Vera and the little wizard stood motionless at the very edge of the arena.

"It's... It had already been killed, why... Ah!" Ain exclaimed as if he had suddenly realized, his pale face with a hint of horror:

"Could it be that not only the ground, but also the underground has been ......?"

Vera sat even more slumped on the ground, her cheeks covered in pus and blood stiff and motionless.

In front of them are monsters that can't be defeated at all, and outside are thousands of rotting corpses that are more than sand... According to the little wizard, even the underground of the city is already full of monsters.

It's over, it's hopeless, it's dead.

Completely in despair in powerlessness, she also remained motionless when she saw the tentacles attacking her, quietly waiting for death.

"Bang!"

A dazzling white light flashed, burning the attacking tentacles into charcoal, turning them into ashes and scattering them all over the ground.

Almost at the same time, the little wizard with the bow had pulled a second arrow from his back, and the Mithril glow was aimed at the second flesh tentacle coming at them.

"Bang!"

The beam of light flashed through the arena in a white line, passing through the junction of the three tentacles one after another, and turned into pus and sprinkled on the ground.

In the flickering light, the resolute face of the little wizard was reflected.

The stunned red-haired girl raised her head in astonishment and stared at the war bow in Ai Yin's hand: "This is ......"

"Of course, Lothair shoots the eagle bow, it's my modified version, it's beautiful!" The little wizard with a surprised face was happy as if he was showing off his doll:

"The original bow body has been reinforced, and the bow can be changed to shoot directly or projectilely, as well as a special position for grips and arrows. Ain happily introduced:

"Of course, the most important thing is that the arrow itself engraves the enhanced lightsaber spell on the Mithril-plated arrowhead, and the power... It's twice as big!"

The little wizard's words were filled with pride.

If the level and level of understanding of the Void is the standard for measuring an occult wizard, then the only thing that can measure an alchemist's ability is the finesse of the engraved runes.

The more complex and precise it is, the more it can engrave runes that can reach 100% or even higher levels of its own effectiveness in an extremely limited area, the more it proves the strength of an alchemist.

On the arrowhead, which was only plated with a layer of mythril, a high-level spell was twice as powerful as a rune for generations, and no alchemist had ever achieved such a brilliant achievement.

This has nothing to do with talent, much less can be compensated for by talent, and only absolute patience, composure, seriousness, and the undivided concentration of willpower can accomplish the difference of a fraction of a thousand miles.

Being able to do it is not enough to prove the talent of the little wizard in alchemy, on the contrary, it only proves that she is better than all others, all wizards... Be serious, patient, and calm much more.

Einlander's success proves that she has surpassed her mentor Harlem van Ashamai's level of alchemy, which is unprecedented!

Raise the bow, open the bow, tie the arrow, aim.

With a confident smile, the tip of the right finger holding the tail of the arrow seems to build an ineffable connection with it, making the arrow an extension of the body.

"This arrow... It's called 'Blooming White Glow'!"

"Bang!"

Another flash of white light split the raised tentacle in two.

The evil god's husk roared and waved its torn tentacles, blood and pus spurting out of the wound, shattering into mist with a deafening roar.

It's angry... The body of an evil god with only the simplest, lowest wisdom and incomparably chaotic spirit is in unparalleled anger at this moment.

Because its simple, but extremely sensitive brain to the void can clearly feel that the small figure fighting with itself on the other side... There is no fear.

Facing herself, she has no fear.

The body of the evil god with only simple wisdom cannot describe this emotion, but it does feel anger because of it... Anger at its extreme.

"Boom !!!"

With a roar of rage, hundreds of shots broke through the ground, attacking Vera and Ain, who were leaning against the edge of the arena from all directions.

Countless tentacles turned into countless blood shadows, and attacked them like a storm.

"Bah!"

The red-haired girl who exclaimed in surprise looked sharply at the small wizard beside her, and the calm Al Yin still stood with her bow in her hand, but did not move.

She just unhurriedly pulled out an arrow and stabbed it hard into the dirt in front of her feet.

In the next second, Vera, who was about to close her eyes and wait for death, widened her eyes in shock, and the countless tentacles that collided with them were all blocked from three steps.

"Bang, bang, ......"

Countless tentacles exploded in front of them as if they had hit some iron wall, and they all exploded into a mist of flesh and blood.

A drop didn't get close to them.

In the "muddy" blood mist, a translucent pale blue luster was revealed.

The stunned red-haired girl realized that she and the little wizard seemed to be covered in some "ball of light", and three steps away from them, all the buildings that could still be seen had been reduced to ruins under the repeated bombardment of tentacles.

Only the narrow parapet behind her still stood firmly.

Twitching and retracting the shell of the evil god from the rotten flesh of his tentacles, his roar becoming more and more like a scream.

The Ice Barrier from Master Albert was also engraved on the arrowhead by the little wizard in the form of a "high-level spell".

Although the Ice Barrier itself is not a spell, and to some extent it is even just a remnant of the Void, as long as you can grasp the underlying principles of it, it can still work in the form of a spell.

In this sense, Ain has almost created a new high-level spell.

"It's okay, don't be afraid. ”

The frightened Vera looked at Ain, and the smiling little wizard comforted her while stretching her bow and arrows: "Nothing to be afraid of, it will be over soon." ”

The calm and gentle tone seemed to have some kind of magic, which made Vera feel reassured and at the same time inexplicable.

Why... This alchemist, who was so timid at Ebolden, could stand here so calmly and comforting himself... This.........

It's a complete change of person!

What has this little wizard experienced in just a few years?

Ain, who had no idea what the other party was thinking, raised her war bow again and solemnly took out the arrow from the quiver behind her back.

Raise the bow, open the bow, aim, shoot.

With the sound of tearing through the air, the flying arrows landed steadily on the fat and huge flesh of the evil god's body.

"Boom !!!"

In the next second, a huge vibration sounded in the arena.

The roaring demon god's husk struggled and crawled out of the deep ground as if with all its strength.

The red-haired girl with her back against the parapet even if she didn't understand the screams at all, she understood that this monster was really completely angry!

In the violent vibration, the roaring evil god's body violently waved its tentacles, rolling its bloated body and constantly sending out flesh and blood, and the sound of crushing bones approached them.

The swaying tentacles of the sky even obscured the night sky above them, closing in with a deafening roar.

Overwhelming.

"Don't worry, don't be afraid, it's over, that monster won't threaten us anymore, rest in peace, Vera you need to rest now." ”

It was not the first time that the red-haired girl was desperate, she collapsed beside the parapet with a look of waiting for death, and the words of comfort of the little wizard were still ringing in her ears, she really wanted to ask this super optimistic little wizard what had happened in the years since she left, so that she became as unafraid as she is now.

Blood-colored shadows descended from the sky.

"Poof!"

The red-haired girl's eyes widened.

The moment the tentacle was about to fall, it twitched violently as if it had been ignited, turning into ashes in her sight.

This, this, this... This is... What's going on?!

The bursting flesh trembled violently in the air, and one section after another exploded in the air into countless pieces of flesh and pus, scattered above their heads.

Another roar, and the bursting tentacles were connected to the roots, blasting a huge blood hole in the body of the evil god's body.

The screaming monster twitched and struggled in the deep pit, and countless tiny tentacles stretched out from the wounds of the explosion, like a group of snakes out of the hole, growing wildly without interruption.

However, these newly grown tentacles have barely "grown and formed", and have begun to decay, decay, and shrink rapidly;

And in every corner of its body, in every part, abscesses... This process is constantly repeated: growth, decay, atrophy, and decay.

Uninterruptedly, repeating the cycle of life.

"Death, resurrection, remodeling... For the body of the evil god who was already dead and relied on the power of the void to constantly 'deceive' the material world, the power of 'resurrection' was tantamount to a poison that pierced the intestines. ”

"Those who deceive this world, the forces from another world, will surely pay the price for their actions, and the laws of this world are your curse and the price to pay. ”

The smiling little wizard seemed to be talking to himself, and his blue eyes flashed with nostalgia:

"Everything, already... It's over. ”