Moved Alain's mother, as well as Tesla, who had died, out of the basement.

The corners of the Demon Scholar's mouth drew a smile of relief.

Alain sat on her knees, staring blankly at the face of her godfather, who had fantasized about his voice and smile in her mind countless times, but when she finally saw him, he had passed away without a trace.

Sigma looked at the gray churning sky, the lightning and thunder had stopped, and the clouds slowly dissipated.

The necromancer whispered, "Alain, let me ask you, do you want to learn necromancy?" ”

The little girl raised her head in a daze, staring at the somewhat unfamiliar Mr. Mage, and a little brilliance seemed to appear in her dim pupils: "Necromancy, can it bring the godfather back to life?" ”

Sigma shook her head and said, "No." ”

She asked again: "Mom can't spell, so she will be hurt by that big villain, Godfather can't spell, so he died, I can't spell, so I can't spell, so I have to watch this happen, Mr. Mage, is it that the lives of people who don't know spells and have no strength are nothing?" Can it be trampled on casually by those who have power? ”

"No, this may become the creed of some self-degraded people, but it is not the whole of this world, there are always some fools in the world, who want the weak to laugh and make life full of dignity." Sigma said softly, "This world is not the world of those people, I have killed that necromancer and avenged you. ”

Alain asked dumbfoundedly, "If you take revenge, will the godfather be able to come back to life?" Won't the same thing happen in this world again, and weak people won't be bullied and hurt again? ”

"Nope. These things still happen, I'm not the Father, I can only care about what I see. In this world, out of my sight, tragedies like this still happen every day. Sigma lowered her head and looked at Alain's young face, "But in this cruel world, there are people like us who still struggle, and they have all experienced grief. They all recognize the helplessness of fate, and they do not believe that they can change the world by themselves, just as they do not believe that grief will end in their own hands. But they believe in one thing, and that is that if there are more and more people willing to protect the good, the world will be better and better. It's like a rock pierced by a drip of water. Just like the leaning tower blown by the wind, like the big river flowing through Carlo, hundreds of years ago it was fierce and impermanent, the river course was changeable, and sometimes the embankment was broken and diverted, but for a hundred years, manpower resisted the transformation, and finally there was a calm day. ”

Alain nodded as if he didn't understand, though he was far from understanding the deep meaning of Sigma's words. But the emotions expressed by the other party were enough to make her make a choice, and the girl said softly: "I want to learn." ”

"So. Arantir, you're my student, my first student. Sigma came to Alain's side, half-crouched, and looked at her, "My name is Sigma Washington, maybe you don't understand what this name means now, but it doesn't matter, what I hope most is not that you grow into a disciple worthy of my name, but that you can face up to and properly use the power you are about to wield - I must tell you one thing, the power of the necromancer is not as good as you imagined, it is a taboo that breaks the boundaries between life and death, it is the power to walk with death, it disturbs the dead, It draws its power from darkness and eternal silence, it cannot resurrect the dead, it can only turn them into undead spirits who are very different from the ones they were alive, it cannot undo the grief that has already occurred, and can even erode the mind of the caster, creating more grief, just like Reslyn. ”

He stretched out his hand, stroked Alain's head, and smiled slightly: "However, no one has stipulated that the necromancer must be the big villain, and the necromancer will only be used to mutilate lives., and what this power is used for is up to us to decide." ”

Alain took Sigma's hand.

Holding it with his small hands, he pressed it to his cheek and closed his eyes.

The necromancer smiled warmly, "Welcome to Atlas. ”

The shouts of killing that echoed around Nina Vidora's Manor had gradually ended, and the glow of the holy light had gradually dissipated, and as soon as Reslyn died, the combat power of the undead troops guarding around the Plague Launcher plummeted, and the killing work became easier, but in the place where Reslyn died, the old man who had received the Destruction Light from Tesla not long ago stood silently, he picked up a pinch of white dust from the ground, and his expression became more and more solemn: "It's unbelievable that Reslin failed in this way...... Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that I couldn't rest assured and stayed here for a while, otherwise it would have been difficult to discover such a secret. Sigmar Washington, is he the one who has destroyed the temple twice in a row? It seems that everyone underestimated him, should I kill him on the spot? No, it doesn't seem like the time, and I have a much more important mission on my shoulder......"

In the moment when the powerhouse of the Holy Realm hesitated, the silent killing machine struck like the sharp teeth of a poisonous snake.

By the time the warning signs were born in his heart, it was already too late, the old man's body suddenly rose with cyan brilliance, the wind between heaven and earth seemed to be manipulated by an invisible hand, and the sharp wind blade intertwined a death trap that strangled a qiē, however, one hand drove straight in, snow-white and cold like snake skin, the fingers were slender, only a little yellow light shone on the fingertips, it was this silent finger that made the violent wind blade trap fall in all directions, and the spirit of the wind element wailed and turned into the initial wind, dissipating invisible.

Death Finger.

Even resisting this powerful death forbidden technique with his full vigilance was not an easy task, not to mention that the sneak attacker's profound spell attainments and powerful mana heritage were all above him, not to mention, the other party actually had no strong demeanor and pride, and chose the most despicable sneak attack for the mage.

In just a moment, he almost heard the wail of the mana pool about to collapse, a large amount of life force was rapidly consumed under the action of the Death Finger, although the strength and rank of the powerhouse of the Sanctuary were enough to resist the instant death effect of this death forbidden technique, but even if he could resist the obliteration of the death rule, the vicious and violent death qi still caused irreversible damage to his body.

He pushed back the attacker and turned with difficulty, and the other man no longer hid his posture and slowly emerged from the shadows. The diffuse black smoke gathered and turned into a human form, and he had an unforgettable face. And a pair of creepy eyes.

"It's amazing that I was able to survive my sneak attack." Although it was a word of praise, those eyes were full of ridicule and ridicule, "Inexhaustible Templar lackey, since you are a powerhouse of the Sanctuary, have you ever heard of my name?" ”

The Old Templar's expression stiffened, and the anger and remorse in his heart were indescribable. He muttered, "Voldemort......"

Before the words fell, the other party raised his hand, and the dark black light suddenly attacked. He roared, and his body suddenly turned into nothingness and the wind rushed into the sky, and the best way to get out of the predicament was to kidnap Sigma. But this time it's different! He can't bet! Whether it's Sigma's life. Or his own life, none of which is comparable to a small part that destroys the light of miè!

"Huh......" Tom Riddle looked at the fleeing Sanctuary powerhouse, "I didn't kidnap Master Sigma, and the traps laid in advance were all in vain...... But do you think you can run? ”

In an instant, the former Supreme Commander of the Atlas Shadow Blade Force also turned into billowing black smoke and rose into the air, chasing in the direction of the prey's escape, and the battle between the Sanctuary could not only change the color of the heavens and the earth, but also collapse the mountains and rivers. can also be silent, so that ordinary people are unaware. The two elemental torrents of cyan and black crossed the mountains and rivers, chasing and fleeing, and in an instant, there were hundreds of people in Nina Vidora Manor, and almost no one could detect that the battle between the two Sacred Domain powerhouses broke out in the left and near.

Sigma met up with Lyudmila and the others, and before they could say hello, the necromancer was suddenly startled and looked up into the distance.

Tom Riddle? Who is he fighting with?

Then he felt a pain in his head, and when he looked back, Ji Li raised his hand angrily and shouted, "Pretending guy, I have been worried for a long time!" ”

"When did you become so good? Did you use the magic items or spell scrolls that the Necronomicon gave you? Lyudmila strode forward, pinched Sigma's face, and patted her arm, "Or has Sigma been killed by that necromancer, and this one in front of her is an impostor in disguise?" ”

"That makes sense...... This possibility does have to be taken into account. Unexpectedly, the first person to echo this statement was actually Sigma himself, the necromancer took out a handkerchief out of nowhere, blindfolded his eyes, raised his hands, put on a very obscene kneading posture, and said in a deep voice, "The appearance can be disguised, the body can be invaded, but some things cannot be copied, such as the carefulness and hobby of being a great gentleman and a super warm man, I must let you know that your appearance has been deeply engraved in my heart, just like now let me touch your breasts, I'll recognize who you are right away......"

The girls glanced at each other and nodded, "Ah, it's me." ”

"It doesn't look like someone else is pretending."

"This tone can't be reproduced even if you invade and read the memory......"

"Hey, hey, in your hearts, my tall image of grandeur and integrity seems to have gone a little wrong!"

A little banter dispelled the gloomy atmosphere after the battle, and even Alain laughed a little, and Sigma took off his handkerchief, took Alain's small hand, and announced his decision, and what had happened here.

- According to the usual plot development in novels, when the protagonist decides to accept the first disciple, the teachers and ladies will definitely give full play to their love, first giving gifts and then boasting and then mentioning that the protagonist must be carefully taught, so the protagonist nodded with a wry smile and said yes, feeling that this group of chattering women is really helpless, in short, it must be the standard of family reunion......

“…… So, you have a word. ”

The three girls looked at him expressionlessly, and said disdainfully in unison: "Lolicon." ”

“…… So, you must have some misunderstanding about me, why do humans hurt each other? Sigma persuaded earnestly, "Is gender really that important?" You even have to eat vinegar for a little kid? If Alain had been a little boy, would this have happened? ”

"No, it won't." The girls shook their heads and said, "We'll punish the perverts directly." ”

"...... "It turns out that in your hearts, my taste has become so heavy?"

"In short, it's all over." Hearing Sigma talk about Tesla's ending, Lyudmila shook her head, "Thousands of calculations, this kind of thing happened, is Leslyn also a pawn of his father?" When you find that you can't do anything, you immediately kill Tesla to prevent him from falling into your hands and causing a lot of chaos......"

"It should be like this......" Sigma hesitated for a moment, pressed the doubt in his heart, and told him intuitively, this qiē is not so simple, but fortunately, this clue is not completely interrupted, Tom Riddle seems to have found a strong enemy, and the fleeing Cambra seems to know something, this incident set off by Tesla, in fact, is not over.

But before that, let's take a good rest.

Cremate Tesla.

Then ask the High Clergy of the Diocese of Carlo to diagnose the condition of Alain's mother.

Attend the funeral of Canning and his comrades, and wish them rest in peace.

Thanks to Victor.

Also, do the general ledger with Cambra.

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PS: It's the New Year...... This main site transformation work stumbled, three steps and one fall, finally gritted his teeth to the present, thank you for accompanying me all the way, there are many new faces to join, and there are many old friends leaving, all the friends who have always supported and have supported me, thank you, really, whether material or spiritual, your support is the motivation for me to go on, Happy New Year. I would like to dedicate my blessings and gratitude to you. (To be continued......)