Flying shards of glass, mixed with the powder of decaying and dead branches, were swept away, repelled, and rushed away by the furious magical energy. The dark and silent fortress suddenly seemed to explode a missile inside, and the monstrous shattered stones and glass branches erupted, and the powerful sound almost lifted the zenith.

Chongyang's twin swords crossed, charging against the tide, forcefully passing through the mutation magic cast by the other party and the raging fire cast by himself, and swooping towards the silver-haired woman at the extreme speed.

"Black and white - life and death are wrong!"

The flame of black death, the flame of white life, suddenly intersected in the void, forming a gray flame that penetrated the space, deep and domineering, dissolving everything and destroying everything.

This trick once once put the Tianlan Monarch Nuodao, another of the human emperors. The inheritor of the idea has been hit hard, and if it is only about destructive power, I am afraid that it has reached the level of medium spirit magic.

The level of the Holy Spirit of a magician is generally understood to be promoted to the top level of the Mystery, and after condensing at least seven magic beads in his body, he further breaks through, separating the magic beads from the magic spin in his body, not only confined to the magic pot but also uses the upper and lower elemental channels of the whole body as the running track, forming a "magic track." "A realm that enables the entire body to echo with the environment of heaven and earth.

The larger the range of the magic bead in the magician's body, the more "magic tracks" are run, the stronger the power the magician can exert, so the Holy Spirit level is divided into primary, intermediate, advanced, and peak four.

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But in fact, to this realm. This kind of granular grading is no longer meaningful.

Due to the huge individual differences that can occur at the Upanisham level, such as the number and quality of the orbs, the speed of the mana system, the stability, and the sensitivity. Variability and so on, when it comes to the Holy Spirit level, the situation is so complicated that it is difficult to choose a reasonable hierarchy criteria.

There is definitely a gap in the individual strength of the Holy Spirit Magician, and it is even more disparity than the level of the Mystery Level, but the number of "magic tracks" is only a relatively obvious one among the various indicators of strength, and it is not recognized as the decisive one.

For example, after two top mysteries and two mysteries turn into magic beads and twelve magic beads, and break through to the Holy Spirit together, even if the former has a few more "magic tracks" than Hou Shou's? The reality is likely to be that the latter is more powerful.

Therefore, there are disagreements and disputes in the mainland magic community about the stratification of the Holy Spirit Mage, and it is just an inertia to use the "magic track" as the stratification standard. The characters who actually become the magicians of the Holy Spirit can see the real power. And not one or two obvious indicators.

There is no hierarchy of the Holy Spirit, and there is no established standard for evaluating Holy Spirit magic.

After Chongyang underwent awakening and mutation, his strength alone has reached the level of the Holy Spirit, but he is not a Holy Spirit mage in the ordinary sense.

When the indomitable gray alien flame was about to devour the silver-haired woman, it was suddenly resisted by the pentagram demon array condensed out of thin air.

These five-pointed star magic arrays emitting white brilliance have simple and profound patterns, like white flowers, with a sublime and holy atmosphere.

Mutant magic" Chongyang squinted slightly, not surprised that his stunt was easily blocked.

Because he and she are of the same kind. And she woke up many years earlier than him, and when it came to his qualifications as an anomalous monster, he was a big step behind.

A pair of plain hands. Bai Zhe is slender, with slender jade fingers, and is a pair of hands that are very suitable for playing the piano.

At this time, these beautiful hands were clasped together in front of their chests, and their gestures flowed gently, as if they were caressing the woolen balls, operating bright and dazzling elemental energy, and the fingers continued to pour out living three-dimensional runes.

The "Flowers" magic array bloomed one after another, and with the ethereal singing of substance, they were arranged in rows and rows of runes. Gradually, a magic matrix diagram that looks like a hanging tree is displayed.

The charging Chongyang slammed into this tree-like formation, but no matter how he wielded his twin swords and slashed out gray flames again and again, it only rippled in circles of insignificant ripples on this formation.

"Turn it on. "Requiem Flowers"

The eyes that have been closed since the time when the spell was brewing are open at this moment!

Her eyes were empty, and the scene reflected by her purple-red pupils was empty, but it exuded a supreme aura. It is as if the goddess of high will, who does not take the fanatic in front of her in vain to blaspheme in her eyes.

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In strong contrast to her ethereal and holy posture and the meaning of magic to rest and calm her soul, the white-haired young man was wrapped and swallowed by the huge white flowers that suddenly appeared in the tree-like array, and then smashed into the face extremely savagely and rudely!

And that's not all. When the white flower devoured and attacked, the tree-like array lit up in vain, and a miniature magic array as dense as a leaf was released. The three-dimensional circular array that turned into a fruit-like pattern continued to merge into the white flower form, and a series of creepy cracking and shattering sounds erupted.

"Your blood will be turned into nectar, your ** will be turned into soil, and your soul will be turned into a breeze

Retsuki's face was expressionless. His eyes were hollow, his hands were folded, and he chanted in a low voice.

"Rest in peace, and may the Great Spirit forgive foolish sinners. ”

Peng Long's huge pillar of white light suddenly erupted from the white flowers, directly piercing through the ceiling of the lobby, passing through the entire palace fortress, and running through the sky!

When the pillar of light soars into the void above a hundred meters. The entire shape changed again, and suddenly branched out into countless three-dimensional distorted formations containing runes, as if it was a tree trunk with branches and leaves, forming a huge three-dimensional magic array in the shape of a towering giant tree in the blink of an eye!

This is a magnificent light tree that is more than a meter high, obviously beyond the limit that the palace guard barrier can allow, but the strange thing is that there is such a big commotion on this side of the garden palace, and there is no half of the guards to catch up

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In the central castle of the palace, an old man dressed in a cloth robe, like an ordinary gardener, stood on the balcony of a certain lobby, quietly looking at the light tree-like magic array that was almost up to the sky, and there was no fluctuation on his old face.

"What a view to admire, Cranred. ”

With the sound of solid and heavy footsteps, a man wearing a cyan silk robe, a gold-red royal cloak and a silver crown on his head, and a golden badge in the form of a three-headed and six-armed giant beast with a seal on his left chest walked over.

He has maroon hair and a slightly pointed chin. The bridge of the nose is straight, the eye sockets are deep, and the turquoise eyes shoot a fierce and majestic color.

If Chongyang is here, he can recognize at a glance that this man who obviously has the demeanor of the royal family looks very similar to Antonio, a genius of the earth and wind dual-lineage who fell in the Three Kingdoms Conference, and he can judge this person's noble identity at once.

The most powerful figure in the Wren royal family, the overlord of the side who is powerful enough to compete with the Emperor of the Empire, Prince Nan!

"The fight of the Presland repeater with that woman" everything is as you would expect, saving valuable manpower for our operation. ”

Prince Dinan walked over to Cranred. In a slightly cold tone, as if appreciative, as if sarcastic.

The Principal of Presland was silent.

"Two. Monsters are all grown up by watching you watch them grow up with your own eyes, and no one knows their temperament and behavior better than you, and this level of calculation is only a trivial matter for you. Hmph, although the Awakened are powerful anomalous beings, they are essentially psychopathic stupid ghosts. ”

Prince Dinan spoke to himself, standing side by side with Cranred, seemingly unguarded.

"A betrayed by a respected elder. One. Give up after being used, who of the two poor monsters can win, what do you think?"

The indifference and ridicule were further intensified, trying to irritate the seemingly calm old man.

"In the end, if we all die, we can save a lot of trouble, but I hope that the repeater life will be taken over by me when the time comes. Let him personally understand that even if a stupid and ignorant imp like him has strength, he will eventually be trampled to death. ”

Prince Dinan observed the old man's movements, his eyes narrowing coldly.

The Presland Dean remained unresponsive.

There was a moment of silence, and the tree-like matrix that stood in the void dissipated, and there was no movement from the Garden Palace.

Cranred's deep eyes slowly closed.

"Your Royal Highness, it's time for us to go. ”

A calm sound, inaudible of any ripples, emanated from his mouth.

The legendary dean slowly turned around and walked towards the exit of the lobby step by step, his old face gradually changing, and the wrinkles disappeared little by little. The skin is smooth little by little, the hair is red little by little, and the breath of the whole body becomes alive little by little.

By the time he reached the door, Cranred had changed from an old man to a young man with red hair and a shawl, and a pair of indifferent eyes flashed with a sharp light on his angular face.

Prince Dinan followed behind him, watching the legendary mage rejuvenate with cold eyes, and his heart was still full of jealousy of this strong man who betrayed the emperor's camp and took refuge on his side, because it was difficult to see what the other party was thinking.

The Awakened One named Reliyue is a hindrance to her movements, and how to deal with her is difficult, and Cranred offers to take responsibility, resulting in this situation.

Prince Dinan himself didn't expect that the repeater would actually be able to come back from the spatial turbulence and achieve an awakening mutation. Cranred's use of tactics to channel his hatred of the assassination onto Retsuki is a clever move, and proves that the Awakened can still be controlled with the right methods.

The head of the Presland Academy, who had always supported the emperor, suddenly rebelled, and his old scheming was worthy of alarm.

And the two monster imps look immature after all, as long as they don't hinder the action, it's not enough

In the Garden Palace, the silver-haired woman looked up at the huge hole in the ceiling, and her pretty face showed a hint of sorrow.

"It's decided, no matter what generation, no matter who wants to stop it"

Retsuki murmured in her heart, the strands of hair piercing into the void slowly retracted, and the holy and unsullied silver was draped back onto the gorgeous and cumbersome black dress.

He, should not be dead.

When the magic was cast in the late stage and a huge tree-like magic array was formed, he did not experience the texture of destroying and killing, nor did he absorb the powerful energy, indicating that the other party should have been lucky to get rid of it before the final outbreak.

That's it, it's the best result.

"You can take it, mercy. Although he has awakened and returned, his strength is still weak and he can't do anything at all, so just get out of here. ”

Moon muttered to herself lightly and said to her other self hidden in her body.

"Even if I can't forgive what I'm going to do. Luo Jing Yali and Lawrence one by one, poof" a soft sound. Extremely abruptly inserted into the footsteps of the moon walking alone.

She couldn't help but shake her body. His eyes widened incredulously, and he slowly looked down at his heart.

The white sword pierces from the back to the chest, and gathers through the body!

"Requiem Flowers. But the previous generation of human emperors personally ordered the spells created by Tsukihime. ”

A calm young voice sounded from behind the woman.

"As the heir of the Human Emperor, how could I be injured by this spell?"

Chongyang said lightly, grasping the sword that pierced the opponent's heart in one hand.

"You,"

Blood flowed from Liyue's chest, and the bewitching red stained the solemn black clothes.

He's been hit, and even if he hadn't suffered the last damage, he should have been hit hard!

Incomprehensible questions welled up in her mind.

"Even if this generation of you combined your own characteristics to transform this spell originally, reorganized and refreshed in the form of pool, water, and wind three techniques fused with mutant magic, its essence has not changed, it is all a special effect of forcibly taking the enemy's power to enhance itself, and to achieve the special effect of destroying the target with the power of the target

"So, it has a serious flaw. ”

The mutated hair of the white-haired young man was already a burning fiery red, spreading out and falling behind him like a curtain, fluttering and circulating.

"It's just that you can't tell if the absorbed power comes from the enemy itself, or if it's the elemental energy that has been temporarily transformed by the enemy. ”

In one sentence, the secret was revealed, and Lianyue's eyes were shocked and dazed, and her lips were slowly bloodshot. The pupils slowly lose focus.

It turned out that when Chongyang was hit by a white flower, the conspiracy began.

He wrapped his body with his long transformer hair, and then absorbed a large amount of space fire elements and converted them into elemental energy, which was provided to the "Requiem Death Flower" for absorption.

Retsuki felt like he was being hit. It's all an illusion caused by a sense of energy absorption. In fact, although he was injured, he was resisted by the enchantment with him, and his body itself was not injured, let alone seriously injured.

Chongyang knew that as the inheritor of the moon princess, the special ability of the moon was to be able to take strength from other life forms for his own use.

For example, the colorful flowers that originally bloomed all over the garden palace were actually mutated magic that absorbed the energy of various creatures, including some microorganisms, that lived in this area.

Therefore, the flowers do not appear half a pest when they are there, and they do not need to be cared for other than pollinating the flowers. And once the bioenergy is exhausted by the flower level, all that remains is a withered, barren and lifeless land.

Drawing power from Roseali is also, in general, a vicious and powerful ability.

"I know that you have this ability, and I don't plan to fight you hard in the first place, because if it is a head-on conflict, I am not confident that I can defeat you without paying too much price, so I will use your ability in turn and calculate you according to the inherent flaws of your ability. ”

This is something that the previous generation of human emperors did not do until his death, or rather, he was killed before he did so.

In a sense, Chongyang is a long-standing revenge for the emperor.

Retsuki's pupils dilated. The heart was stabbed, even if there were thousands of means, it was irretrievable, and the corners of her bloody mouth slightly pulled up a trace of bitter smile, first revealing a bleak meaning, and then revealing a relieved softness.

That's all", that's not bad.

Pity the moon, pity the moon. In addition to this deathbed, he also let go of the obsession of struggling to survive.

There is no need for the contradiction between gentle cherishing and cold abandonment, and the heavy sins that have been borne since the cold rainy day when he suddenly awakened and frantically killed his own family of this generation has finally ended.

The ability to awaken the mutation is not completely controlled, and if you live, you will hurt others, and if you want to live, you have to sacrifice others. Whether you want it or not, whether you feel pain or not.

"I don't want to die", but it's not right for me to be "born on these" like this,"

She closed her eyes. Feeling the coldness of the warm blood leaving his body, a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth, and he fell into the abyss of ambiguity.

At the beginning, at the beginning. When you have the blood of your loved ones on your hands and lose everything, what is it for you to establish the belief that you will live no matter what?

Why the hell do I want to live?

What do I need to live for?

Ah, "Actually, it's ironic when you think about it."

I wanted to live" at the beginning, and the reason was that I didn't want to leave the world where he was.

I don't want to leave the world with the treasure he gave me a trace of warmth, and I subconsciously look forward to meeting again and experiencing his warmth more, so I want to live no matter what.

Until now, he was killed by his own hands.

I love you and say goodbye.