"Well, now that we're all here, we need to work very well as a team, where everyone comes together to reach their potential! Let's all stand up obediently, shut up, and I'll arrange work for you. ”

In the hall of Horn Castle, Isaac Grantham stood in the center of the crowd dancing with his hands and a lightsaber launcher on the side.

"The Empire... Of course, it is basically the first weapon in the world that can convert the power of the Void into actual energy and activate high-level spells, and its demand is so great that it can have two-thirds of the Void Power in the entire Floating City to power it, and the other third for it to dissolve the excess Void remnants. ”

"Because of this, I really don't want to explain to you how dangerous this thing is, to be honest, it will be even the slightest glitch, what I'm talking about is really very little, it can turn the floating city into a floating bomb, and the threat caused is probably second only to the alchemy bomb in Eberden City......"

Isaac, who was glared at by Ain before he finished speaking, shrugged his shoulders very helplessly: "In addition... This matter is still the top secret of the empire, everyone must keep it secret, don't spread it. ”

The surrounding circle of highly nervous wizards nodded hurriedly, and the little wizard holding his shoulders rolled his eyes without saying a word, of course, being habitually ignored by Isaac.

"As the prototype of the 'Kyaukkaaber Type II' that you have seen outside, it is more than ten times more complex and powerful, so it requires a lot more manpower. ”

"At least four senior mentors prepare the magic array to recharge, four wizards are responsible for maintaining the stability of the magic array so that the excess void load can be transferred, three wizards are responsible for angle adjustment, aiming, and erection, and one wizard is responsible for activating the activation device. ”

Isaac shrugged quickly: "Of course, we are short of manpower now, only eight wizards, so we must cooperate as perfectly as possible, and the four people are still responsible for charging, and four people are responsible for stability, but at the same time, the four people who are responsible for stability are distracted and responsible for the angle adjustment, aiming, and erection work, and then the four people who charge the energy start the activation device!"

"It's dangerous, I'll repeat it's dangerous, it's so dangerous that it's going to blow us all up, but there's no way, who wants us to stand up and save the world!"

While complaining, Isaac began to arrange work for everyone, and everyone was divided into two teams, and Isaac and the little wizard were each in charge of one team, using the stretched human resources to the limit.

"Which way should I go?"

Peter Fasa asked silently.

"Which side do you want to go?" Isaac turned his head to glance at him, not at all like a friend's tone: "Let's be honest, Peter, although you also claim to be a mentor, at most you are a parallel mentor who asks you to do anything, I feel like a murderer." ”

Peter nodded and changed the question: "Which one has the least risk after the problem?"

"Of course I'm in charge of the magic array! even if it's just me, I can save everyone, but if one of them is not good, you will be drained of energy by the magic array, crush the spiritual hall and become a fool. ”

Peter continued to nod: "Then count me as one." ”

“...... So, you're really going to make me feel guilty for the rest of my life, aren't you?" Isaac was silent for a second, looking at him helplessly.

Peter Fasa, who smiled indifferently, silently picked up the wand next to him.

"I just... Just trying to find their destiny, and then, and then ......"

"Do something. ”

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

"Boom!"

The afterimage flickered, and the black-haired wizard whipped away by the dragon's claws hit the wall like a trebuchet;

Shielded by the weight of the Dawn greatsword and the smoke of cracked rubble, Loren pinned the blade to the wall and slid all the way down, dodging the dragon's tail that could whip him into a meatloaf.

"Boom !!!"

The Wizard's Tower shook again with a loud bang, and the devastated towers were already crumbling, or if it hadn't been for the surrounding earth and rocks underground, it would have collapsed an hour ago.

It's been an hour... Although every minute of it, the black-haired wizard feels like a year.

Clutching desperately to the hilt of the sword that supported his body, his sweat-soaked hair sticking to his scalp, Loren gasped violently as he looked at the inky blue dragon that was still desperately slapping and destroying, and roared angrily at his own impotence.

But if it goes on like this, sooner or later I will have to give an account to it.

The only way to break the game is the power of the second valve.

According to Loren's own understanding and the information he received from the Old Scriptures, the power of the second valve should be similar to the creation of a "power system" of its own... It's no longer a simple use, but a real way to turn the power of the void into "your own".

It has nothing to do with the strength of the power of the void, it is the gap in the "degree of organization", and the extent to which every ounce of power that can control oneself is squeezed.

All the evil gods Loren has seen so far basically meet this rule.

The "death" of Lemantes, Asriel ... Or Ariel's "Blood Sacrifice", even a certain ogre god Mezka, who is severely lacking in intelligence, has a system to control the entire ogre race for his own use, and can change his appearance according to the strength of the enemy.

This is their "system", which has changed as much as the transformation from savage tribes to civilized society;

But......

"It's many times more difficult to just say it than it is to actually do it. ”

The blonde boy with his little head tilted behind his back appeared behind the black-haired wizard with scarlet eyes.

"You can gloat a little more......"

Before he finished speaking, a dark shadow fell from the sky.

"Boom!"

The leaping ink-blue dragon slammed down with the momentum of destroying the world, and the sound of earth and rock cracking was incessant.

Jumping, rolling, dodging... The black-haired wizard, who is as embarrassed as he wants, hides in a space that is so narrow that he can't be more narrow in front of this kind of enemy who is ten times bigger than himself, as long as he is touched once, there is absolutely no second time!

"Dear Loren, now we have to bite the bullet. ”

In the corner under the rubble, Asriel looked at Loren, gasping for breath: "This is a very important step. ”

"Embrace your power, harness the ancient, vicious, savage, and sinister world, and let it operate under your laws and follow your will!"

"Use your will, control yourself!"

"Can you say anything more unfiguratively, I feel like I don't understand!"

Doing his best to dodge the rubble that fell from the sky at any moment, Loren was basically talking to Asriel with his life.

"I'm sorry, but poor Asrael really can't do it. ”

The blonde boy's voice was extremely serious, and there was no joke at all: "Only if you really understand this, understand your relationship with the world, understand what kind of existence you are, and make that most important choice, otherwise ......"

"What... None of them will change. ”

Nothing will change.

Amid the roar of the earth and rocks, the black-haired wizard fleeing in confusion knew exactly what Asriel meant by "change".

The Black Cross Serol, who will sweep the void world and the material world, will override the world above the world in the eyes of all evil gods, this has long been a foregone conclusion.

Because of the evil gods... In other words, the "beings" with independent consciousness in the void have no concept of time and space, and their way of thinking is like a "ball", constantly expanding themselves, but there is no order before and after, let alone big or small.

The past of thousands of years ago is also vivid, the future is parallel to the past, and there is no such thing as "now", or every minute is "now" for them.

And the "present" has become a variable in this timeline, the evil gods who have fallen or descended to the material world, time "extends up and down" at this moment, and there is a distinction between "past" and "future".

Everything started from the moment he was picked up by the wandering knight Leonardo Turin;

Everything started from the moment he stepped into the evil god temple in Wild Dog Village and met Asriel.

"Boom !!!"

The roaring inky blue dragon flicked its tail to the ground, relying on the instinctive black-haired wizard to successfully dodge the attack range, the cracking stone constantly crashing against the blade of the parrying "Dawn" greatsword, and the cracking sparks exploded with a crisp sound.

"Boom!"

With a roar, the clenched dragon claws stabbed from between the rubble and the black-haired wizard who fell from the sky, and Loren had nowhere to dodge, but raised his sword to block, smashing into the potholed wall like a swatted fly.

Apparently... The inky blue dragon manipulated by the void not only maintained the strength of his life, but also eliminated the biggest "problem" of the original dragon Iolet, who was irritable and impatient.

Not only that, but its attacks are starting to become targeted... It's slow, but it's really getting used to the way you fight.

"Boom!"

There was another loud bang, and the dragon's claws that fell from the sky stepped on the ground, brushing past the black-haired wizard, and the dragon's tail that rolled up the smoke and dust almost at the same time swept straight towards him.

The dull sound of crashing and the piercing grinding sound exploded in Loren's ears at the same time, and under the impact of the dragon's sweep, the "Dawn" greatsword nailed into the ground almost carried him from a section of the wizard's tower to the other end.

"Boom !!!"

The roaring ink-blue dragon didn't look at it, and in the direction of the black-haired wizard, a mouthful of dragon flame breathed gray-blue flames burning at the bottom of the wizard's tower, and the flames rolled up and went straight to the top of the tower!

In the gray-blue sea of fire, the black-haired wizard who was staring at the dragon with an incomparably calm gaze looked at the dragon's eyes full of anger, madness, and tyranny.

The flames mixed with the power of the Void actively avoided around him, forming a circle.

The two Athreel blonde boys and the pale-faced Ariel stood silently on either side, staring at the black-haired wizard standing with a sword in the same expression, with a hint of delight in consternation for the first time.

At this moment, it was as if he had fallen into a dream, but his consciousness was still awake.

Let the mind match the power, to understand what ordinary people can't understand, and no longer be obscured by chaos and sensibility;

It is no longer just a beast wielding infinite power, no longer confused or unaware of itself, but an existence that transcends it and has a higher level of 'wisdom'.

Give concrete meaning to the electric light of language, will, and even the collision of thoughts, and then ......

"Find the forces that really shape you, are different from the world, and are big enough to change the world. The smiling blonde boy muttered in a low voice:

"Dear Loren, it's just you... Only when you truly understand what kind of existence you are can you change the destined fate of this world, stop the ambition of the 'Black Cross', and hold the power of change and choice tightly in your hands!"

"But Ariel... I really don't want to see that scene, I don't want to see dear Loren completely bound by this world... If the bondage could be restored, Ariel would do everything in her power to put an end to it when Loren first arrived at Ebolden. ”

The petite girl with a pale face spoke softly, her scarlet eyes full of unbearability: "But... As some liar with a mouth full of lies said, everything in the past and in the future... That had changed the moment Loren appeared. ”

"That's a power that is different from this world, beyond all possibilities, your power. ”

"So... Dear Loren, make a choice. ”

"Your choice. ”

Thunder exploded, and the flames dissipated.

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

Beneath Ebolden, in the roaring tunnel, an elven warrior standing with a sword lightly touched his forehead, and the wound torn by the falling rubble was bleeding, but the warrior's expression did not change in the slightest.

"The price of the resurrection is not to feel the pain... It's a very convenient side effect. ”

Rubbing his wound to himself, the elven warrior looked back and swept behind him to the hundreds of expressionless elven warriors like himself.

"Ladies and gentlemen... Those of you who have been rescued from all the battlefields and brought back to this world from hell by His Highness Rodriard, you have been waiting for a long time to die for your Royal Highness. ”

"As His Highness expected, the enemy has infiltrated the main points of the underground network in the city, trying to disrupt His Highness's plan and destroy the Azorean elves. ”

"They were right ahead, fully prepared, they knew that there would be elven warriors who would resist and encircle them, and they were as brave and fearless as we were in the past, fearless and unafraid of sacrifice. ”

"But... They don't know that we are here, we who have come back to this world from hell, who are alive but have no meaning to live. The elven warrior said coldly:

"So what do we have to do to let them leave this world in a fair and just way?"

"Or in the most cruel way, let them become miserable souls in pain, unwillingness and humiliation?"

"Ladies and gentlemen... Sword, in your hands, I will give you the decision, we do not seek glory to Your Highness, we... But beg to die!"

"But I want to die!!!"