Bright.

A blinding light.

Robin didn't know why, but even though he was blind in both eyes, he could still see the light clearly.

It was as if a golden door had suddenly opened in front of him.

The light that poured out of it illuminated his world as if it were day.

He suddenly realized—

The light was not seen by the eyes, but by his brain.

Everything but the gate is nothing.

Knock knock.

Knock knock.

At this moment, Robin couldn't tell if the sound was coming from his heart or from the side of the door.

Someone seems to be knocking.

Call to him at the other end of the door.

Robin looked up curiously, silently looking at the sacred door.

It was at this moment that he seemed to capture the presence of God.

……

"How is this possible......?"

Prisla's face was completely stiff, her lips were slightly open, and she forgot to move for a moment.

In the darkness, in front of her, in Robin's body, golden light was growing continuously.

They are like flowing liquids that overflow from Robin's mouth and nose and gradually flow all over the body.

This scene.

Déjà vu.

"Every forbidden spell master, when he [sets foot in] that realm, will undergo a wonderful change in his body, beyond the power given by God, and beyond all things...... Until the end. ”

Raven's voice was filled with divine power, and in her newborn eyes, only that gland of light remained.

A light that symbolizes the power of the forbidden.

"No, it can't be!"

Prisra roared, her face full of horror.

"Impossible......"

She shook her head, raised the Corona Staff in her hand, and walked quickly towards Robin.

"I will never allow this to happen!"

Prisra was going to crush their last hope.

At the same time, it is also to shatter the possibility she denied.

She would never allow a beginner to step into that sacred realm with just a few words.

Otherwise, what's the point of all these years of hard work?

What was the point of the existence of the forbidden spellmasters she had looked up to countless times?

Her feet stomped over the wet ground, making the sound of water, leaving huge footprints on it.

Like the footprints of a demon.

The rain tonight was excessively heavy.

However, just as Prisra raised her staff and was about to shatter Robin's body, her feet slipped and she was suddenly pulled back by a force.

Raven's hands drove the power of magic, and two vines grew out of his palms and wrapped around Prisla's ankles, dragging her toward him.

Prisla's body dragged a water stain on the ground, but the vampire's powerful body allowed her to take control of her balance in no time, her feet firmly in the dirt, her nails sunken in, and her body steady.

"It's annoying."

Prisra made a disgusted sound in her mouth, her feet tightening the vines.

In the corner of her eye, the light on Robin's body gradually amplified.

"It's not that easy." Revan gritted his teeth and laughed.

"As long as I'm alive, I won't let you get near him."

"Damn it......" Prisra frowned, looking at Raven coldly.

At this point, she did not say a word, but grabbed the vines wrapped around her legs with her hands.

Then pull hard.

Raven stumbled, and was led forward by that force.

Swish.

Prisla's left hand cut through the rain and clutched at her throat.

"I've had enough, if you want to die so much."

Her fingers clenched hard inward.

Raven lifted his face in pain, choking in his throat.

"Well, then, you're going to die."

Click.

The sound of Raven's neck snapping.

Her head hung limply to the side, and then fell backwards with the force of that terrible twist.

The vines that bound her and Prisra were withering.

Click.

Another bang.

Her head turned back again.

It's just that he lacks the support of the cervical spine, so he can only hang weakly on his chest.

Even though his neck was broken, Raven's eyes remained stubbornly wide.

The downpour drenched her long hair, which ran down her distracted eyes, to her cheeks, to her chin, to her chin and to her knots, and then to the ground.

Prisra gave her a sad look, then reached out and gave her a gentle nudge on her chest.

Bang.

Raven's body collapsed limply, making a splash.

……

Muddy water, heavy rain, mixed with blood, washed over Raven's body.

If anyone else had been mortally wounded like this, he would have already gone to the place of death.

Or Valhalla.

But it doesn't include Raven.

Even though her life had passed in her head several times earlier, she still stubbornly gasped.

She didn't expect to be a hero and enter Valhalla after death.

I don't feel that I have killed and done too much evil and will enter the Abyssless Hell.

At least, at this moment, she didn't want to die yet.

"No, not yet...... End ......"

Raven's mouth opened faintly.

The power of [Construction] crawled through her body, repairing the broken wound in her neck.

"Didn't you say before that as long as you're alive, you won't let me get close to Robin?"

Presra shook his head.

She took a deep breath and grinned to show her sharp teeth.

"I want you to live and see what happens next."

She lifted her hand and slammed it at Robin, who was caught in the light.

"He won't, and can't be, a spell forbidner."

Prisra held the Corona Staff and slowly walked towards Robin.

"He doesn't qualify. And I'm not at all curious about the forbidden power he might have. ”

"Not at all."

……

Prisra tilted her head, and the rain was twisted and slid down from her side, like a transparent raincoat draped over her.

Only the light came through and shot into her face.

Light from Robin.

A light that symbolizes the power of the Divine Spirit.

"Huh?"

Prisra stopped.

The light that came from Robin, the light that made her panic and fear—

In the gradual extinguishment.

Robin's prostrate body was on the ground, and he stubbornly raised his head.

There was pain between the eyebrows.

He seems to be capturing something.

But I couldn't catch it.

He felt the sound behind the gate he had seen before fading away.

The invisible hand no longer knocks at the door.

And the light began to recede from his brain.

"No ......"

Robin had a hint of panic on his face.

He tried to reach out and grasp the fleeting light, only to find that his hands were already broken.

And the power he longed for, as if it had never existed, was moving away from him.

The light flickered.

Then, like a candle in the wind, he struggled and shook a few times—

Suddenly extinguished.

……

"Ahahaha......"

Prisra was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

Her hands were on her knees, and she leaned back and forth with an irrepressible laugh.

"Failed ......"

Raven fell to the ground on his back, and closed his eyes sadly.

"It looks like you're overestimating your own strength."

Priss straightened up, retracted his smile, and slowly walked over to Robin's side.

Her fingers gently caressed the back of Robin's head, her eyes full of pity.

"As I said, it's not an easy place to go."

Robin listened to her words and fell to his knees in a daze, oblivious to the cold wind around him and the heavy rain in the sky.

His clothes, and his face, were soaked.

It's just that the sense of despair in my heart is more violent than this chill.

"What an unforgettable night......"

The vampire let out a sigh with his back to the sky.

Her eyes fell into a momentary blur, remembering the battle she had fought before.

A battle similar to this one is thrilling, and life and death are unknown.

But, fortunately, she is always the final victor.

"Okay, that's the end of it."

Prisra pursed his lips.

She lowered her eyes and her gaze fell on Robin.

The Chosen One of Itnaire knelt motionlessly on the ground like a stone statue.

Or, perhaps, there is a lack of soul.

"It's still useful for me to keep you, so I won't kill you."

She scraped her nails across Robin's face and chuckled.

"As for you......"

Her gaze fell on Raven's.

"Archmage Raven, it's a pity that your presence will only be a stumbling block for me. So, you have to go to that place. ”

……

"Hahahaha......"

It was then that a burst of wild laughter rang out in the night sky.

Prisra rolled her eyes and looked incredulously at the man at her feet.

Robin straightened his upper body and laughed as he tilted his head to the sky.

His whole body trembled, and laughter pierced through the rain and mist to the sky.

It's like madness.

Prisla's eyes were full of doubt.

"This guy ......"

Why can you still laugh?

"Crazy?"

She muttered to herself.

After two seconds, Prisra smiled.

"At the end of the day, humans have always been fragile and inferior creatures......"

She's seen too many scenes like this, too many ......

The powerful warriors who had been tortured by her either succumbed in the end, or they were like this—

Turned into a madman.

In the midst of physical damage and endless despair, it is difficult for anyone to maintain their composure.

"It's a shame......"

Prisra pursed her lips, and her pale face showed a look of regret.

"I would have liked to ......"

"To put it bluntly......"

Robin's laughter stopped, and it took on a different tone.

Serious and determined.

Prisla's body stiffened slightly.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Robin and involuntarily stopped.

"This guy ...... Do you say ......"

"You're just a thief." Robin laughed.

He couldn't see Prisra, but his ears could probably tell where she was.

So he turned his head and turned his face to her.

The vampire's body shuddered.

In Robin's empty eye sockets, she seemed to see a magical power-

It was as if those radiant eyes were still there, like the sun and the moon.

Shining brightly.

"Your abilities can only change what you have, not create!"

Robin had a confident smile on his face.

"Creation does not come from the outside, but from the inside!"

It was at this moment that Raven raised his head as if he had just woken up from a dream.

……

"Stealer......" Presla frowned.

"Isn't it?" Robin asked rhetorically, "[Distortion] can only be applied to other things that already exist. Something that doesn't exist, how do you twist it? ”

Prisra took a deep breath, anger growing in her eyes.

"Yes."

Raven's voice rang out.

Plisra turned around.

In her gaze, the Archmage of Iternaire swept away his previous decline, and his whole face was full of smiles.

In her body, there is an unprecedented vitality surging.

A smile crossed Raven's face, "There are many things that your forbidden spell power can't change, such as—"

She struggled to roll over, supporting her body on her elbows as she tried to stand up.

"Our indomitable will cannot be twisted."

Raven's feet strained, and his upper body slowly stood upright.

"And our determination to die for the country cannot be distorted!"

Her chest heaved violently, and she endured the pain all over her body, but finally straightened up.

"Our spirit of sacrificing everything for the sake of the people cannot be distorted!"

Raven smiled faintly and looked at Prisra with pity.

"Your abilities are too limited, Prisla."

At this very moment, Raven's shadow was pulled by the moonlight in the sky, like a giant.

Airplanes......

A huge black figure pounced.

Before Raven could stand firm, he was slammed to the ground by the tremendous force.

In front of her, the hideous and terrifying face of a vampire appeared.

"It's disgusting."

Prisra was enraged for a moment.

Her massive claws pressed Raven's hands firmly to the ground.

The head reached for her neck.

"What for the country, what for glory......"

The vampire's wet, fishy-sweet tongue swept across Raven's face, leaving sticky saliva on it.

The goosebumps on Raven's face were stirred.

"I will destroy the self-esteem that remains in your bones."

"What are you going to do?!"

It was at this moment that a rare horror appeared in the eyes of the Grand Magister Raven.

"When you become my second descendant and become a member of the blood clan, I want to see if you will still have the same expression as you are now."

The vampire let out a wild laugh.

Raven suddenly understood what Prisra was about to do to her—

Her lips pressed close to her neck, and her sharp teeth scraped like sharp knives.

"You should thank me for giving you near-eternal life."

……

Bang!

The thunder exploded, illuminating the three people on the ground in a miserable white.

"No ......"

Raven's mouth came in a tone of pleading.

The sound of leather tattering came from her neck.

Vampire teeth dig deep into her carotid artery.

Raven immediately felt a chill spread throughout his body.

At the same time, what is even worse is that when the blood leaves the body, it is accompanied by a wonderful hallucination.

"Don't ......"

She let out a soft grunt and clamped her thighs.

Blurred eyes.

When you are first embraced by a vampire, your brain will experience endless pleasure.

And she was about to fall, immersed in the never-ending pleasure.

……

"Suck the blood out of your body, and your survival instincts will crave my blood very much."

Prisra chuckled.

"At that time, when you suck my fire blood, and the blood in your body merges with me, you will completely become my second seed."

"No...... Not ......"

Raven murmured slightly, his eyes wide open, trying to keep his last sense of consciousness.

Then your body and mind will be at my disposal, and your life will depend on me, and you will obey me as you believe in God.

Once I die, you will be gone. ”

Prisra smirked.

"This is what I will give you, destroy you, thank me, hate me!"

The vampire bites down again.

……

Blood gushed out from the Ruiwen culture.

Prisra greedily sucked her blood, like a beast that had been hungry for days.

She enjoyed the look on Raven's face now.

That fear of being her second born.

With the expression of resoluteness and generosity to death before, it is like two people.

"Hey."

"Vampires."

Raven's voice was heard clearly in Prisla's ears.

Cold.

Firmness.

Prisra stopped eating and looked up in confusion.

A sly smile appeared on Raven's face.

For some reason, the vampire felt a little uneasy in his heart when he saw that weird smile.

"You know what?"

Raven tilted his head and said angrily.

"I've always ...... I'm waiting for this moment. ”

"What...... Meaning? Prisra looked at her in bewilderment, completely puzzled as to why this guy could still have such a calm smile at such a time.

Doesn't she understand what it means that she is about to become my second seed?

"Are you looking forward to being my second seed?"

Prisra smiled.

Four sharp teeth are revealed.

Her lips were flushed with Raven's blood.

Her throat twitched, swallowing the blood she had just sucked into her mouth.

"I'm glad you realized this so early—

With pure princely blood, to be my descendant, you are indeed worth looking forward to. “

She lifted her chin and looked down at Revan in a rebellious manner.

"Thank me, after abandoning your human identity, I will grant you the highest glory."

"Nope."

Raven interrupted her calmly.

She tilted her head and stared at Prisra.

The latter was startled by the scorching fire in her eyes.

"Don't you understand?" Revan laughed, grabbing the vampire's arm with his right hand.

Her nails dug into the flesh, and Prisra let out a soft grunt of pain.

Raven pulled Prisra's face closer to his eyes, and said word by word between his teeth—

"You're done, you're going to be finished."

"What...... Uh-huh! ”

Prisra let out a scream, clutching her stomach and crouching to the ground in pain.

Her eyes widened and her face was full of horror.

It's more of a pain.

Prisra propped her elbows on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.

There was a hoarse shattering sound in her throat.

"You, what the hell...... What was done? ”

The vampire pressed his hand on his abdomen in pain, beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead.

The rain began to penetrate her twisted barrier, hitting her hair, her face.

Where her right hand was pressed, her abdomen bulged high, as if it were-

There was a terrible life beating inside her.

Burst.

A bloodied branch pierced through her fingers and tore open her abdomen.

At the tip of the branch, stained with vampire blood, a flower was blooming fast.

"It's ......"

Prisra looked at her abdomen in disbelief.

……

"Ahem......" Raven held the Haoyue Staff and thrust it into the dirt, supporting his body.

"Do you understand? This is the power of my Construction. ”

She smiled slightly, her eyes moving.

"It doesn't come from somewhere else, it comes from within you."

Raven smiled and pointed to the vampire's abdomen.

"The blood you just sucked. Blood from within me. They will take root in your body, then penetrate your internal organs, break through your skin, and nail you to the ground until—

You become a tree man, one with the earth. ”

She took a deep breath.

A cold wind filled the lungs.

But it's inexplicably refreshing.

Raven laughed wildly.

She finally understood Robin's words—

"Creation does not come from the outside, but from the inside!"

Yes, the [Structural Power] from within is even more terrifying.

She can't change the inside of a person, but she can change the blood that belongs to her body that remains in Prisra's body.

Every drop of blood became the foundation of her [construction].

Her tectonic powers, as soon as they entered the vampire's body through blood, doomed Prisra to failure.

"You can't twist that blood."

Raven laughed, "Because, it's the same as twisting your body, twisting your internal organs, and you can't strip them off, because they're in your body, fused with your blood, and stripping them away is like destroying yourself." Ahem......"

She straightened up, her eyes lowered, just like Prisra's previous rebellious expression.

……

The heavy rain gradually subsided, and the dark clouds in the sky receded.

It's almost dawn.

A faint light lit up the sky in the distance.

Along with the sound of the wind, it softened.

"You lost, Plisra,"

Robin took Raven's words.

A calm smile hung on the face of the Chosen One.

As if he had foreseen this outcome a long time ago.

"You lost to your pathetic inferiority complex and obsession, to your inability to face up to the will of humanity and respect for our faith."

His tone was full of divine power, solemn.

Robin let out a sigh, "There are some things that cannot be changed by force. ”

"No !!"

Prisra let out a heart-rending cry and stood up unwillingly.

Countless twigs pierced through her belly and grew outward.

The branches are full of brilliant pink flowers.

The petals of the flowers, conceived by blood, were blown by the wind and drifted into the void.

It was as if it was raining flowers.

It's just that this flower rain has a bit of a bloody taste.

It's so weirdly beautiful.

It's so breathtaking.

……

Raven walked around Prisla's body and walked over to Robin and crouched down.

Her hands rested on Robin's severed wrists, and a soft light surged out of her hands, gradually flowing through his body.

Robin's fractured wound healed quickly and at a rate visible to the naked eye, driven by her [Structural Power].

The twisted wrist is also recovering.

And in the hollow sockets, the eyes are growing back.

Raven's chest heaved violently.

The only magic she had left could barely heal the wounds of the two.

Luckily -

Time didn't take away Robin.

If he had been treated one step later, with the amount of blood he had lost so far, he would have gone to the Land of Souls long ago.

……

However, her blood still had enough power to kill Prisla.

They grew tenaciously and frantically within Prisla's body, branch after branch piercing through her belly and taking root in the earth.

When Robin's eyes saw again, he had to be stunned by the strange and terrifying sight in front of him-

Prisra stepped on her feet in the wet dirt, but half of her belly was pierced by the branches, turning her into half a treeman.

The branches grew tenaciously and blossomed into brilliant flowers.

The sun illuminates the world and sweeps away the gloom.

The breeze flutters, raising the petals in the sky.

"Ahahaha......"

It was then that Prisra let out an eerie laugh.

"Nope. I'm not going to fall here, I haven't lost ...... yet."

Her face was hideous, and her mouth was wide open and she let out a low growl.

Like a wild beast.

Robin stared at her coldly, like looking at a madman.

No.

She's a lunatic herself.

"I haven't ...... yet"

Prisra grinned and suddenly raised his left hand.

Burst.

The Soul Sealing Blade in her hand thrust hard into her abdomen.

"Ah......h

Robin took a step back.

What a terrible and terrible will this is......

The vampire grinned and slit open his own belly—

Where the Soul Sealing Blade was severed, the branches of the [Structure] were rapidly withering.

They flinched, and became in their most primitive form—

Blood.

Remains in Prisla's abdominal cavity.

The next moment, the vampire threw away the Soul Sealing Blade and plunged his hands inwards into his internal organs.

The corners of Robin's eyes twitched, and he didn't dare to look at the tragic scene.

"I'm not going to lose...... No! ”

Prisra pulled her entire stomach out with a hard squeeze of both hands.

Blood enters the esophagus from the mouth and remains in the stomach for a period of time and is not digested immediately.

As Raven said, it takes time to fully absorb fusion.

Prisra is clearly aware of this.

So without hesitation, she pulled out the stomach pouch filled with Raven's blood, cut it with her sharp claws and threw it at her feet.

……

"Not good."

Raven's face changed dramatically, pale.

With staggering steps, she picked up the Soul Sealing Blade from the ground that Prisra had thrown away, and then approached her step by step.

A vampire with an unusually strong life force.

Even so, throwing away an organ doesn't necessarily mean instant death.

She had to give Prisra the final blow.

Otherwise-

Raven shook his head, not daring to think about what would happen in the future.

"Aha......

Prisra laughed wildly, covering her bloody wound with her hand.

Her face was pale and her breath was faint.

but still alive.

"I'll remember, this lesson."

The vampire frowned.

The twisted force creates a vortex in the air.

The whirlpool swept quickly, pulling her body inward.

"We'll meet again, Raven, and—"

Before entering that warped space, Presra glanced back at Robin.

"The Chosen One."

A meaningful smile appeared on her face, and her figure was rapidly shrinking.

"Next time, it won't be like this."

Boom.

The vortex inhales Prisra's body completely.

Space warp is turned off.

Disappeared without a trace.

……

Raven sat down on the floor with a thud.

The whole body trembled.

The Soul Sealing Blade lay quietly in the palm of her hand, rising and falling violently with her breathing.

"What's wrong?"

Robin asked with concern.

When he walked into Raven, he noticed that her eyes were full of tears.

That uneasy fear spreads all over the body.

Robin suddenly realized that everything they had just done was playing with death—

Raven simply has no ability to kill Prisra.

Just now he held the Soul Sealing Blade and said that he was going to kill her, but it was just a bluff.

Raven's physical strength is severely overdrawn, and once the vampire sees the flaw, then only death awaits her.

So she can't show her cowardice.

So she had to give it a go.

It was a desperate gamble.

The good thing is that they won.

No.

Robin shook his head—

Perhaps, there is no winner in this gamble.

They are all losers.

The clouds poured down and fell on him and Raven.

Robin bent down and lifted the Archmage of Itnair.

He took a deep breath.

The cold soaks the heart and spleen.

"We have more important things to do."

Robin lowered his head and let out a slight sigh.

Hopefully, it's still too late.