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"It's not true, it's not true!"

Vincent, who had finally come to his senses, did not bother to consider whether there would be an enemy lurking around, and he stumbled to the clearing in front of him as he stumbled to the clearing in front of him.

The incomparably precious eternal legend seemed to have been transformed into an ordinary wooden cane, which Vincent wielded without cherishing it.

Perhaps in Vincent's eyes, what he held in his hand was no longer worth mentioning, his eyes, or all of his own, were attracted by Evancy, who was kneeling on one knee with his head bowed and holding his shield.

At this point, Evensey was like a black hole that could absorb even light, causing Vincent to walk towards her irresistibly.

Mental strength, physical strength, and even the soul, Vincent, who was almost exhausted, slowly walked in front of Avinsi.

Bang Dang!

The rainbow light landed from Vincent's released palm and slammed into a raised stone block, making a metallic crash.

Poof!

Stunned, Vincent finally couldn't stand anymore after losing his support, and his knees went limp, and like Vensie, he knelt straight on one knee on the dark earth that was spurting blood everywhere.

Vincent trembled and stretched out his bloodless, pale left hand, and swayed towards Vinsie's face.

Evansin's meticulously combed black ponytail loosened at some point, and her hair swayed neatly to the right in the breeze, losing its former luster.

When the tips of his wind-blown hair swept across Vincent's fingertips, making him vaguely feel an itch, the slender left hand that was slowly stretched out stopped instantly.

Vincent couldn't suppress his emotions any longer, and he suddenly clenched his fists and slammed them into the ground with all his might, ignoring the sharp stones that bulged out of the ground.

In an instant, Vincent's left hand became bloody, and the bright red blood seeped down the stone into the dark ground, merging with the blood that Avensey had left behind not long ago.

"It's all my fault, it's my fault. ”

After perceiving that the Avensi in front of him was dead after all, Vincent regretted it in addition to self-blame.

Vincent, who had made such a lowly mistake more than once, had paid the price he had to pay, but he could not have imagined that the price would be so heavy, so heavy that he could not bear it.

Avensie is really dead!

Vincent pursed his lips stubbornly and opened his arms to take Evinsi into his arms.

The once soft warmth is gone.

All that was left for Vincent was a cold, stiff one that had lost its soul.

"Haha......"

Vincent hugged Evinsey tightly, and knelt down on his other knee.

He looked up at the lilac, invisible canopy of light, and after less than a second, he burst into laughter.

The laughter was full of regret and unwillingness, if it weren't for his stubborn self-righteousness, he didn't want to talk more with Avinsi and the others, and communicate more about the matters that must be paid special attention to.

Perhaps Avinsi wouldn't have been caught off guard by the enemy's evoker without knowing it.

Vincent lifted Avincy up as gently as he could, letting her head rest quietly on his shoulder.

Vincent looked down, his thick black hair obscuring Avesie's face, making it impossible for him to see Evensy's face at this moment.

But Vincent didn't dare to do it, he didn't dare to pull away Evessie's hair, he knew that Aveness, who had been tortured by symptoms and died, would not be able to retain her face.

"I'll take you back, Avensi. ”

The ice-blue light in Vincent's hand began to flicker, and from the place where he touched it, it condensed into cold ice crystals that spread towards Evensy's body.

[There must be a way to resurrect you in the abyss that does not fall.] ］

Vincent saved Evensy's body by freezing it quickly, and then, at the thought that the Immortal Abyss might have a way to resurrect her, he couldn't help but cheer up his spirits, and even faster the speed at which he froze Evensy.

However, just as Vincent was secretly congratulating that he might be able to resurrect Vensie, a change of heart occurred.

In a corner of Vincent's line of sight, three figures, one large and one small, walked out from behind the giant tree very abruptly.

The larger figure is a Nightmare Elven Evoker wearing the same black cloak.

And the small figure dragged out by them as a hostage in the posture of holding their arms hostage is none other than Avira whom Vincent is most familiar with.

Injured and captured, Avella lowered her little head and did not move, blood gushing from the wound and dripping down the cracked leather armor on her body.

"Human, you've failed. One of the evokers sneered in her hoarse voice, yes, if that was the result, it would be no less than a real fiasco for Vincent.

"Whew~ yes! ”

Vincent suddenly stopped his mental power output and stopped casting his previous freezing magic, he first let out a long breath of relaxation, and then responded to the spirit summoner's taunt in a particularly strange tone.

The other side

Perhaps it was Vincent's sudden change that made the Nightmare Elves uncomfortable, and they lifted Avella up at once, and the green shou in their hands went straight to her throat.

However, a scene they never expected appeared, and Vincent, while his face was full of mockery and his eyes squinted at them with disdain, while gently putting down Evensy, who had turned into an ice sculpture.

Then, after doing all this, Vincent picked up the rainbow light, got up, stood up straight, and walked without looking back towards the depths of the Nightmare Court with strong fluctuations in Mordremoth's spiritual power.

The two spirit callers were in a hurry, and they left Avella, who had been dead for a long time, and hurried towards Vincent, trying to stop him from moving forward steadily.

In the face of their pursuit, Vincent walked indifferently, already knowing what was going on, he didn't bother to pay attention to these miscellaneous soldiers anymore.

Sure enough, the two spirit callers chased after each other and disappeared very abruptly, leaving no trace.

Vincent, who took the opportunity to glance back, turned his eyes back in a complicated way after seeing that the "corpses" of Vinsey and Avella were also missing, and he secretly sped up, ignoring his own injuries, and chose to run directly.

After another winding journey, in the midst of the singing of birds and flowers, Vincent saw a pure black magic tree standing quietly in the center of this suddenly enlightening and green little secret realm.

At this time, it was gathering all its branches, and when it was gathered, it was held high in a posture that looked like it was holding something, but in the middle of its bowl-shaped branches, it was empty at a glance.

Vincent raised his footsteps into this secret realm that was incompatible with the surroundings, and suddenly, Vincent's injuries, loss of mental power, and even strength were all restored to the same as before, and there was no more embarrassment before.

Vincent held the staff in both hands, his starry eyes moved up and down to look at Mordremoth, and the whole person looked lazy: "Say, what are your last words." ”

Mordremoth gently spread the branches, then gently placed the completely transparent thing on the lawn, and then, in a tone that he had expected, "Before I wither, I begged for answers to a few questions, is it okay?"