"That's... Shela... Family... You... Can you discuss it again?"

On the stairs of the Heavenly Dome Palace, the elf girl who was tied up with five flowers looked at Carl Colin with tears in her eyes and begged, while feeling sorry for herself in the bottom of her heart, why was she so miserable.

I have the impression that every time I don't remember after encountering a good thing, I will fall again to the battle of Castle Hunter, Ebolden, Fort Deepwood, and Vimpal in Lothair......

Discovered, fell into a trap, captured alive, chased by a dragon, blasted into the sky, chased by Loren Turin, almost killed by an old man wizard who came out of nowhere, was nearly shot in the head by a light that didn't know where it came, gouged out his eyes and tongue, and had his limbs cut off......

Did you really get something unclean?!

The lovely Shera wants to cry without tears, and the tears can only roll in her stomach.

The expressionless Karcolin was in no mood to pay attention at all, standing on the ruins of the stairs, watching the remaining robes and his comrades clean up the battlefield and count the casualties.

Faced with the Knights of Oath, the Witchers and Night's Watch, who are not immortal, are at an absolute disadvantage, but only if they are fought by a "normal" Knights of the Oath.

The "swords of the church" in front of them have long been abnormal.

Relying on the power given by the Holy Cross, they can't be killed, but their faith has collapsed, and they are already half a living dead, and they can only get up and fight by relying on the elven girl's samurai way "puppet show", otherwise they are just a group of corpses that have a life reaction and can breathe without decaying.

Sensing this, Karcolin quickly began to target the few people who knew it, but among the dozens of witchers, there were always those who had mastered the spell of "Dream", which could seal the power of the void.

Having suppressed the enemy's most important core forces, victory was only a matter of time.

Of course, the price to pay is not small.

Thirty-five killed, twenty-two seriously wounded, thirty lightly wounded... More than half of the casualties were killed.

Even most of the lightly injured were already approaching their limits, and even if the improved Bright Silver Sword had a small mental load, it could not withstand its constant use; excluding casualties, the remaining thirty or forty people had basically lost their combat capability.

Listening to the report of the demon hunter next to him, who was also covered in wounds, Carl Colin didn't say a word.

"We still underestimate the will of these Knights of Oath to fight, and at the same time overly optimistic. The demon hunter who reported sighed: "If it hadn't been for the timely detection and capture of this Azorean elf, I'm afraid I would be standing here now... No more than one hand. ”

"There are no medicines, no extra manpower, the wounded and the dead have to be on the spot... The remaining dozens of people have basically lost their combat ability, and if they fight another battle of this intensity, I am afraid that the whole army will be wiped out, and I am even worried about whether the 300 people who will be able to return when they finally come......

"Go back?"

Looking back expressionlessly, Carl Colin looked at his comrades behind him: "We knew very well what was going on here when we came, and we didn't plan to make it back alive;

"That's right. The demon hunter who reported smiled bitterly: "It's because I've thought too much about it, and the remaining combat power needs to rest, and I can continue to fight in a quarter of an hour." ”

"Ten minutes, and then immediately head towards the Heavenly Dome Palace. Carl Colin ordered, turning his gaze to the side.

The elf girl, who had been ignored for a long time, noticed the other party's gaze, and immediately cheered up, straightened up the petite body that was tied like a dumpling, and her face was full of flattery.

"Uh... That ......"

"Just one question, if you don't lie, you will be happy on the road. Carl Colin didn't consult her at all:

"Where's Seliol?"

"Golovin Cathedral. The elf girl replied decisively without hesitation, and there was still a somewhat complicated look in her eyes: "You... You're going to stop him?"

"Give up! No way, don't be delusional, I've seen with my own eyes, what happened to the last Imperial man who dared to stand up and stop him. ”

Looking at her excited expression, Carl Colin was slightly stunned: "You... And worry about the enemy?"

"No, Sheila is worried about herself!" The elf girl shook her head, obviously desperate to the extreme, but she was probably not far from death, so she was not afraid: "Lord Seliol asked Shera to stay here, and if you go over, Sheila will also die... No, it's better to live than to die!"

"Because being targeted by Lord Black Cross, it's a terrible thing than death, anyway, it's doomed to end, isn't it good to wait here quietly for death?!"

"Of course, if you succeed, that's another story, but... No way, you're dead, you, me, everyone... It's all dead, it's impossible... No one can stop him!"

"That's not something you should care about. ”

With a cold reply, Karcolin turned his head and glanced at the witchers and night watchmen who had risen around him, and they continued to advance up the stairs from being bruised and exhausted.

"Poof!"

A slight sound stopped him in his tracks.

Turning around, the elf girl, who had untied the rope at some point, stabbed the short knife into her neck.

looked at the petite body lying in a pool of blood, convulsions, and different expressions of the crowd were silent.

“...... Let's go. ”

After a moment of silence, Karl Colin said in a deep voice.

That's when ......

"Boom !!!"

A dull sound exploded in the dome like thunder.

In a moment of astonishment, everyone instinctively looked at the huge gray-blue vortex overhead.

No change.

Before they could feel a hint of surprise, thinking that it was a hallucination caused by the power of the Void, there was soon another deafening sound.

"Boom !!!"

The surprised Witcher and the Night's Watch looked at each other, not knowing what was happening, and not daring to make up their own minds, and looked at Carl Colin in unison.

The leader of the witchers, pursing his lips, was also thinking nervously.

But this sudden force simply did not give him time to think.

"Boom !!!"

The violent tremor shook the ground beneath their feet, nearly throwing many people down the steps of the hills.

"It's the Heavenly Dome Palace!"

A certain demon hunter who had mastered the high-level spell "Spiritual Vision" suddenly shouted loudly: "The source that causes the fluctuation of the power of the void is the Heavenly Dome Palace!"

"Are you sure?!" Carl Colin decided.

"I'm pretty sure, because that void reaction is familiar to me, it's Lord Isaac Grantham!" A hint of surprise rose on the witcher's face, but it quickly turned to horror:

"But that's not the point, the point is that if he continues like this, it will ......"

"What will happen?!"

"The Golovin hills will collapse entirely!"

..............................

"So... I've always loved working with smart people. ”

In the empty main hall, Isaac in the center of the hall was sweating profusely, panting and talking to himself, with a satisfied smile on his face.

At his feet, a huge magic array shimmered with gray-blue light, and was operating in an orderly manner.

Usually this special magic array always requires a large number of carved runes, special materials, and a huge void power, and a occult wizard can't play it at all... This time was an exception, though.

The power of the Void that permeates the air is the best medium of transmission;

The bodies and blood of the dead who have been corrupted by the power of the void are the best materials for carving runes, which are many times simpler than bronze or silver, and even a mysterious wizard with no power can complete the work of delineating the magic array.

Lying in the center of the magic array, Isaac's expression with his limbs stretched out was indescribably satisfied.

"What a smart man... You don't have to worry about what stupid questions they will make, don't worry about what they will do to guess what is dispensable, and find that things are so simple that they are beyond your imagination, everything is in vain, that feeling of powerlessness... Oh, that's why I hate potatoes so much!"

Isaac, who was talking to himself, pouted and shook his head:

"But you're different, aren't you? You're smart, you're a very smart guy, you know what makes sense and what doesn't, you might not have guessed I'm coming, but you know that some of your actions are going to be hidden. ”

"The rioting tide of monsters, the power of the void that spreads everywhere... Retarded people and fools probably think this is hell or something, and they love to believe it, but these are just phenomena, aren't they? not meant to be by you, but a phenomenon that is bound to happen. ”

"The nobles should look above the top, so that others will know at a glance that this is a great man, and the merchants should have a lot of money so that they will feel that they have money to do with them, and the farmer... Roaring, pretending to be pitiful and miserable, that's a good job, I know because I'm a farmer!"

Roar......

A low roar sounded, and the rotting corpse demon, who was already dying, was awakened by the sudden power of the void, opened his eyes, and struggled to crawl out of the pile of bones.

Almost at first glance, it saw the food lying not far in front of it, struggling to crawl over with desperate scarlet eyes.

"You need to do this, you will do this, it's very simple, why do you want to change the appearance of the Golovin hills? It seems that the great black cross is amazing, and it needs to be looked up ninety degrees?"

"No... No, no, no, it's because you can't completely open the barrier between the two realms, you need to get yourself and the Holy Grail as close to the vortex rift as possible, that's all. ”

Muttering to himself, Isaac raised his leg and kicked the rotting demon back to the place where he was struggling to get up, and the soles of his boots, which were separated from the soles of his feet, were perfectly stuck in the rotting corpse's face, and he couldn't pick them off.

"You have an insight into all the laws of the world, and you have used the power of the void to change the appearance of the Golovin hills, but such a brutal method also reveals that you are not very good at delicate work, and can only accomplish such great feats as if you were pouring water into sand and kneading mud. ”

"So... How do you do that?" Isaac looked confused, "The only solution is to drain the power of the Void that has been injected into the hills, but this requires a very complicated process and a very careful operation;

He paused for ten seconds, as if there was a listening audience around him, waiting for his answer.

Because the audience really exists.

In the messy hall, the power of the void gradually began to accumulate more and more, and the power of the void that was pulled out of the Golovin hills by the magic array in reverse, and the power of the void that had not had time to overflow was piled up here, and began to attach to the bones of those who had already died.

Sting... Sting... Thorn ......

The corpses twitched, the sound of shredded flesh bouncing louder and clearer, the agitated pile of bones seemed to come to life in the whole hall, and the blood and pus, which had been drained, once again overflowed from it, pouring on the floor of the hall covered with magic arrays.

"That's right, Isaac Grantham... Who else but me can do this?!" The complacent Isaac made no secret of his feelings:

"If you use magic against magic, then my Void Power will definitely not be able to defeat you, uh... It should be said that it is impossible for anyone to win against an old scum who lived last year and is basically mixed in the void, there is no doubt about this. ”

"But on the other hand, even you can't stop or erase your own power, because this is the foundation of your existence and the basis of your existence, so as long as you take advantage of the attachment of the power of the void, squeeze them out of the Golovin hills, complete the materialization, and become the power that really exists......"

"These forces will overflow, they will collapse, they will become or attach themselves to the existence of substance... Because these are the forces of the void, they cannot exist without a basis, like dead words, things and languages that no longer exist, and with them the words that describe them. ”

"This is my battle, the battlefield I have chosen, the way I fight is not with killing and destruction, but with facts, practice has proven that in terms of the transformation of the power of the void into matter, I ......"

"Better than you!"

One by one, the dead rotting demons struggled to their feet from the ground, twitching and shaking like marionettes, and the denser and denser figures surrounded the lonely Isaac in the center.

The unaware occult wizard still stood in the center of his masterpiece, his arms outstretched as if embracing the sun, staring up at the ceiling overhead.

What filled his eyes was undisguised provocation.

It was a sorcerer who was born in the countryside, changed his life against the heavens with his own strength, and mastered the truth with wisdom. Provocation.

"When the magic circle is completely completed, the hill that you forcibly changed shape will return to its original appearance, and your previous arrangement will be in vain, unless you can defeat Loren Turin and snatch another chalice from his hands, ......"

"In the name of Isaac Grantham, don't want to open the barrier between the two realms in front of me!"