In the dark of the night, Lusen and Isaac collapsed among the rubble halfway up the Golovin Mountains, gasping for breath and looking full of luck.

Because it's too dangerous.

According to Lusen's original plan, after breaking through the top rock wall, it should be Golovin's climbing staircase, and then there is no need to climb the tunnel, just go all the way to the top along the outer staircase.

Even if the steps become steep due to large-scale changes in the terrain of the hills, it does not mean that they cannot be climbed in Lusen's mind, and the winding stairs are probably spring ropes and other things, and dragging them will only change shape.

This is obviously not possible ... Because of the change in the topography of the Golovin hills, almost all the winding structures have been destroyed, and there is not much left, and Lusen, who broke through the rock wall and rushed out of the tunnel, was waiting for him not to climb the stairs, but to go straight down hundreds of meters in the air!

The two people on the verge of life and death burst out of their life potential, and finally grabbed a certain protruding broken rock at the end, and climbed all the way to the position with a steep slope with their hands and feet.

But it was still not safe, and Lusen carried Isaac all the way up the hill, and finally managed to find a fairly flat position, threw the burden behind him to the ground, and lay straight on the ground, motionless.

"You... You... You madman... Maniac ......"

Tilting his head and staring at Lusen, who was still panting, Isaac's mouth trembled with fright: "Rush directly from the inside to the outside... What do you want, suicide?!"

"What nonsense, wasn't this planned by the two of us?"

"Planned?!we?!"

Isaac had a "I don't know what you're talking about" expression.

"Yes, isn't that so?" Lusen's expression was also very aggrieved: "Didn't I ask you before, what kind of place is there?"

"I only told you where it was because you asked me, and what is the connection between the two?!"

"But you also told me that there is a staircase sixty meters up from here, and if you use an alchemy bomb, you can explode if you are lucky... Isn't that obvious?"

"That's just a reminder to stop repeating the trick and not trying to stop the monsters with crumbling rubble... Obvious fart, what did you tell me?!"

"Tell... I thought there was still a tacit understanding between the two of us. ”

"Oh roar... I'm sorry, but I don't know what's in your water-filled potato's head, starch?!"

The two people who were lying motionless on the ground glared angrily, and each killed the other ten thousand times with his eyes.

At this moment, the two of them, who suddenly noticed something, had a tacit understanding at the same time, and looked towards the top of the hill.

"Isaac?"

Lusen, who didn't look back, shouted softly.

"Hmm. ”

"Do you feel it?"

“...... Well. ”

Isaac, whose eyes were round, was already stunned, and he only knew how to nod.

At that moment, the huge gray-blue vortex suddenly changed, and the power of the void walking in the air was even stronger than just now.

This can only mean one thing, and that is that the barrier between the two realms is weaker than before.

Black Cross Serol, has gotten another nine-pointed star chalice!

"Let's go, we can't delay any longer. Isaac, who was still scolding just now, looked at Lusen with great solemnity at the moment: "If it drags on any longer, it will be too late." ”

"Hmm!"

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

Just as Isaac and his party continued to march towards the top of the Golovin hills, far away in the ruins of the southernmost gate of the imperial capital, a song called "Massacre" was gradually entering.

The body of the evil god entrenched under the city gate excitedly waved countless tentacles that broke through the ground, rolling up one terrible roar and scream after another among the ruins and the scattered crowd of fleeing, ravaging everything around it like a millstone polishing wheat.

In the face of the screams around them, the little wizard and Vera struggled to cope with the huge tentacles and puss that were constantly breaking through the ground, and at the same time doing everything they could to maintain order in the crowd behind them, so that they would not be completely turned into headless flies and allowed to be tortured by the shell of the evil god.

But no matter how best they try, the effect is minimal!

"No, no, no, no, no, ah, ah, ......"

"Help, who! Come, come and save ......"

"Run, what are you doing stupidly in place, waiting for death?!"

"Everyone, calm down, don't go, come back over there, it'......"

"Let go of me!

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

"Don't, you... Don't leave me alone!"

...... Screaming, screaming, crying for help, wailing.

Countless voices echoed in the ears of the little wizard like a hallucination.

The pale-faced Ain was holding a war bow, and could only keep shooting to intercept the tentacles emerging from the ground, but the elongation of the monster on the opposite side even exceeded the speed of her shooting, and it emerged from the ground endlessly.

Vera, the night watchman on the other side, cursing and swearing to cover the chaotic fleeing crowd and attract the attention of monsters as much as possible, but as the frequency and number of monsters continue to rise, she can only protect herself as much as possible, and outsiders around her have no time to care.

Countless tentacles, not just from the gates, alleys, streets, ruins they saw in front of their eyes... In any possible corner, in any shadow shrouded in the darkness of the night, tentacles of bones and flesh could burst out, devouring creatures that had no power to change hands like demons.

Men, women, the elderly, children......

Cats and dogs, poultry, pine, flowers and plants......

It was as if a feast was coming to an end, and the guests were enjoying their final feast, devouring the last remaining creatures of the land of Golovin, drenching all sounds in flesh and pus.

It's like they've never appeared, they've never lived.

The cheeks of the little wizard were already soaked with tears, and the tragedy in front of her was piercing her heart and liver in the most direct and merciless way.

It was themselves who brought them out of the academy.

It was themselves who put them on this road of no return!

She didn't even know what to do now, her body could only keep opening her bow, shooting arrows, and then opening her bow again...... It seems that with this mechanical action, she can calm down and stabilize her mood a little.

No matter when, where, or under any situation, we must not lose our most basic calmness and reason, let alone be coerced by emotions and become impulsive... This is the minimum basic that as an apprentice of Dalton Khand, one can call himself a "wizard".

If you lose this, you lose your qualification to be a "wizard"!

She could only endure her grief so hard, as close as she could to stop the madness of the god's body, but the situation was completely beyond her control.

It's not that I don't want to kill the evil god body in front of me, but once I kill it, things in the arena may happen again, and countless monsters will continue to pour out of the collapsed pit, which is equivalent to cutting off the last life of the survivors.

"It can't go on like this!"

Throwing away the blunt sword that was already full of collapses, Vera, who was covered in blood, rushed behind the little wizard breathlessly: "If it goes on like this, we will all die here!"

As the words fell, she pursed her lips and stared at Ain, motionless.

"Hold on a little longer!"

Looking at the survivors who were still on the run, the little wizard who knew the meaning of the other party's words gritted his teeth and continued to stretch his bow and arrows: "At least until everyone evacuates from here and reaches a safe place!"

"Where else can I run?"

The red-haired girl gritted her teeth, unlike some wizards and guys with the mark of evil gods, she had already reached her limit and didn't have much energy left, and she was just struggling to support it now.

Looking at the other party's already empty quiver, Vera couldn't help but feel a trace of despair in her heart, if there were still some arrows engraved with powerful spells, maybe she could still have the strength to fight with her cooperation, but now......

Of course, she didn't want these people to die in vain if she could, but now there was no way to escape, and the monsters blocking the city gate were terrifying, but the ruins behind them were not a safe refuge.

You know, the ground under their feet is already full of monsters thirsting for flesh and blood, where is there any safe place in the entire imperial capital?!

In Vera's opinion, instead of continuing to run for her life in such a desperate way, it is better to gamble and rush directly to the city gate with everyone, most of them will die, but at least with her and the little wizard joining forces, at least three or four people can be protected from survival.

But you don't have to think about it to guess, with Ain's character, it is definitely impossible to agree.

"Do you have any solution?!"

Vera, who has run out of oil, can only count on this little wizard who looks weak but has saved herself.

"I... Yes. ”

After a moment's hesitation, there was a hint of determination in the little wizard's eyes.

She put away her bow and arrows, and took out two short staffs from behind her, and with a "bell!"

If Loren were here, he would immediately recognize the "long stick" in her hand as the wand "Tree Heart" that Al Yin had made for him.

Almost at the same time, Vera clearly felt that the momentum of the little wizard beside her had become a little different.

No, it wasn't momentum, it was the instinctive convergence of the power of the void around her towards the powerful being, filling her surroundings.

"Everything has a time, everything has a balance, everything has a season, everything has a time;" Ain, who whispered, slowly raised his cane:

"There is love, there is hate, there is abundance, there is barrenness;"

"There are times of sunshine and times of gloom, times of peace and times of destruction;"

"This is the time of hatred!"

"This is the time of destruction!"

As the screams and tentacles swung in the air, Ain's wand was aimed at the evil god's body, and the tyrannical power of the void condensed at the tip of the wand as if it were substance, turning into gray-blue thunder.

"In the name of Einland, at this moment... It will be your destruction!"

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At the top of the Golovin hills, Isaac and Lusen, panting, finally arrived outside the gate of the Heavenly Dome.

Looking at the magnificent and magnificent, but very cold and desolate Tianqiong Palace in front of them, both of them were full of emotion, with a long sigh, and their extremely tired faces showed an expression of seeing through life.

"Lusen. ”

"Hmm. ”

"You say... We're not looking for something unclean. ”

"What?"

"Otherwise, why would it be so unlucky along the way? ”

"I think it's mainly because of a crow's beak. ”

“...... How much do you hate me?

"What do you think?"

"I think we've always had a good relationship. ”

"That's not what you said before. ”

"I particularly identify with that now. ”

"For example?"

"For example... Crow's beak. ”

The words fell, and the expressionless two raised their eyes very tacitly, staring at the smiling elf girl opposite.

"Oops... Unexpectedly, the first person to meet was two. ”

The chuckling Shera fiddled with the toy-like short knife in her hand, tilting her little head to look at the two: "It's really... It's a surprise to people. ”

"Tut-tut, we're all Imperial people who once had a relationship with Sheila, so it's great to meet again. ”

"Ah, especially you, honorable Lothair, certified by the Ebotden Wizard Tower, mentor wizard, heir to the Dragonlord's Tower, a unique occult and runic wizard from the past two hundred years to the next two hundred years... Isaac Grantham. ”

"What you taught Shera on Ebolden night is still fresh in her memory. ”

Isaac tugged at the corners of his mouth... Even if it was him, he could hear a strong sense of ridicule in the other party's tone.

"And you, Lord Lusen. The elf girl turned her gaze to the gray-eyed boy and smiled lightly: "Your brother once gave Xuela a lot of courtesy on the battlefield, and people have always remembered it. ”

"Chop your hands and feet, tie your body with iron ropes, gouge out your eyes and cut your tongue... You Elemish people know so much that you satisfy many of Sherra's curiosity. ”

The gray-eyed boy with an expressionless face just let out a sigh and didn't say a word.

"Then, in order to repay you, Sheila has also prepared a lot of surprises for the two of you. The playful elf girl, the smile in her eyes grew thicker and thicker:

"It wasn't originally for you, but... Please enjoy the broadband to the fullest and don't let down the hearts of others!"

As soon as the words fell, a sound of neat footsteps sounded from the top of the stairs of the Heavenly Dome Palace.

Knock knock!

Knock knock!

The sound of heavy footsteps and uniform steps made the two of them widen their eyes and stare at the approaching figure.

Is that... The Knights of Oath of the Cathedral of the Arch Guard!

Or rather, it should be the "former" Knights of the Oath ... Blood-stained and torn armor, a dead man's face, and gray-blue eyes......

Isaac tugged at the corners of his mouth, he could probably guess what was going on, but the Knights of Oath, who was nearly the size of a hundred, couldn't help but show a stunned expression when they were killed so silently.

"Do it, good gentlemen. The elf girl grinned and whispered, as if joking:

"Leave no mouth alive. ”