Chapter 220: The Best Choice

The divine power is unsustainable, and the completely hollowed out body is like lead penetrated into it, and it may collapse at any time. A feeling of weakness that she had never felt before eroded every nerve in Medelia, and the consequences of overdrawing her divine power were gradually revealed.

Every cell in the body is like boiling hot water, constantly tumbling and evaporating, and the body temperature has reached an astonishing level, if it weren't for the magic robe he was wearing, which was an epic set of equipment, I am afraid that he would have been unable to withstand the high temperature and be set on fire.

The will is infinite, but there is a limit to the endurance of the body. Medilia's eyes darkened, and she almost fainted, and the hands that pressed on Renault's chest were also cut off from the transmission of divine power. In fact, even if Medilia can hold on, the divine power in her body has been completely emptied, and there is no follow-up power.

As a result, the black qi wrapped around Renault lost its shackles of suppression, and quickly seized the few remaining positions. Renault finally stopped moving, and even the most basic reflexes were gone.

Medilia was taken aback, she clearly felt that Reynolds's life force was passing at an alarming speed, and it was about to be gone, but what could a magician without divine power do?

Despair continued to rise from the bottom of her heart, and at this time, she finally understood what helplessness was, and the heart-wrenching sadness finally melted into her cold heart. Countless complex emotions break through the seal of the mind and emerge at the same time. At this moment, Medilia finally understood why she looked at the magic swordsman in front of her differently.

The more feelings there are, the more despair Medelia will add. She wished that she was the one who had been plotted by the mysterious person just now, and she would rather suffer herself than see her beloved die in pain in front of her.

Medilia finally realized the connotation of "mourning is greater than heart death".

"Don't be discouraged, it's not to the point of exhaustion." A pleasant voice sounded in Medilia's ears, but looking around, except for the magic swordsman who fell to the ground, only Huo Sen was struggling to guard the secret door of the secret room, preventing any biological and chemical weapons that tried to invade.

"Who? Who was talking just now? "Medilia's hope is ignited, and she will do everything to fight for it, even if it is an existence that is contrary to her beliefs.

"Me? I am you, you are me, or I am the other side of your soul. This time, Medelia heard clearly the source of the voice, which was not a call from the heart.

"It's you!? Is that the last time you traded souls with me? Medilia gradually picked up her forgotten memories, and the price she paid for the "Perfect Healing" skill and some of her ability to foresee the future was only to increase the frequency of soul trading, which was a negligible price for Medelia. Because whether the transaction takes place or not, the initiative always depends on oneself. With the original thought, Medilia would never touch the forbidden area of this soul realm again, who knows what kind of existence is hidden deep in the soul. She wouldn't be naΓ―ve enough to think that the other party had no intentions.

"You guessed it right, thank you for choosing to trade with me in the first place, otherwise I wouldn't have had the opportunity to appear freely in your consciousness."

Medilia said: "Let's not talk about this yet, save him quickly." ”

"He? Is it just the guy lying on the ground? The voice hesitated for a moment, as if through Medilia's eyes, carefully observing every trait of Renault's body before saying, "Extraordinary fellow, the most promising human I have ever seen, and with time, he will be able to do great things." But in order to save you, I cut off my future, it's a pity, it's a pity! ”

"Can you save him?" Medilia didn't have any idleness, and the more she delayed, the worse Renault's condition would be. Now it's like a long-distance race against death.

"I can't imagine that you, who have frozen feelings, will also have a good impression of the opposite sex."

Medilia said angrily, "It's endless, I don't have time to argue with you." ”

"Don't be nervous, know that you care about his life and death. Rest assured, we are now communicating at the level of soul consciousness, and even if we communicate for a day and a night, it will only be a blink of an eye to the outside world. And ......" At this point, the voice deliberately stopped.

"And what?" Since she has plenty of time, Medelia doesn't need to offend the existence of her soul, and the top priority is to find a way to save Renault.

"And it's been a long time since I've spoken to anyone, don't you want to know more about your alter ego?"

Medilia said: "Since you are me, I am you, and there will be many opportunities to chat in the future, so there is no hurry." ”

"But I think you'll only talk to me if you ask me."

Medilia was silent, this was true, since the voice claimed to be another self, presumably knew no less about her than herself, so there was no need to deceive and conceal it.

The voice didn't dwell too much on this, and changed his voice: "What that Renault's guy is now is a very rare genetic potion, and most of the ingredients contained in it have rare chaotic attributes, which is the abyss essence that can only exist at the bottom of the abyss, and just a small drop is comparable to an artifact." It is simply not something that mortals can afford. ”

"Is there any other way to do that?" Medilia was not intimidated by the other party's narrative, and in her opinion, it was just a way to raise her leverage before negotiating a deal. Now comes to the main topic.

"It's not that there is no way, it just depends on whether you are willing to pay enough price."

"Say it." Medilia was crying out in her heart, all costs were not a problem, but she wisely chose not to say it, but she didn't know if the "self" hidden in the depths of her soul could peek into the hole cards of the transaction.

A milky white sphere as large as a basketball floated in front of the sorcerer's consciousness, and then the relevant series of materials came to Medilia's mind: Resurrection of the Dead, the highest level of resurrection, the effect of resurrecting a player who was about to die, at the cost of the soul.

Looking at the magic swordsman who was dying and could die at any time, Medilia did not hesitate to stretch out her finger, and the large spherical body burst out with a crisp cracking sound, and after a snap, all the energy inside sank into the sorcerer's body along the slender snow-white fingers. The resuscitation of the deceased is also activated accordingly.

Suddenly, the purest divine nebula appeared on the ceiling of the narrow secret room, and the overwhelming brilliance poured down in the swirling nebula, and the star-like divine energy fell on Renault's black body without leaking.

Each drop of energy contains an incredible divine aura that purifies and neutralizes the chaotic nature of black on contact. The high heat emitted during the neutralization made Renault's flesh scorch, and the smell of burnt flesh soon filled the secret room, adding a bit of weirdness to this shocking scene.

In Medelia's view, physical trauma is no match for soul damage. As long as the genes are repaired, then the soul can be preserved. For an extraordinary magician, physical trauma is nothing.

"Sacrifice, soul!" The vast voice fell from the sky, but looking at Huo Sen's reaction, he seemed to be unaware of this extremely majestic voice, could it be a voice that only the caster could hear?

Medilia, who had already exhausted her soul slurry, had only one way to go: "Take it, sacrifice my soul, and revive the dying human race!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the resurrection ceremony officially began, and the sacred nebula became more and more incredible, originally only a few square meters in size, covering the entire ceiling of the secret room, if it were not for the sight blocked by the four walls, I am afraid that the size of the nebula would be more than that.

And the divine energy that descended was rapidly raised, and suddenly increased exponentially, and the starlight became more and more dazzling, almost impossible to look at, and it contained not only divine aura, but also strong vitality.

On the other hand, Medilia suddenly had the illusion of being drained of her soul, and her life force was pulled out of her body by an invisible suction force and into the nebula above, through which it fell on Renault. A balance of energy was formed, and Renault's signs of life gradually became apparent, as if he was beginning to gain the upper hand in the wrestling with the Grim Reaper.

The body's instincts constantly remind Medilia that if she continues to deliver it, it will be life-threatening, and the sharp pain that penetrates the soul is the best warning sign. However, giving up at this time is tantamount to abandoning all previous achievements, and the dark aura remaining on Renault's body is still in danger of disintegrating the body. Medilia gritted her teeth, even she didn't know how she had survived, and she was completely stubborn and persevering.

"If you don't stop, your soul will disappear completely." The voice from the depths of the soul sounded again.

Medilia smiled bitterly, "Do I have a choice?" ”

The voice was silent for a moment, and seeing that Medilia did not stop the transmission of soul energy, she finally admitted her stubbornness and fearlessness: "Stop, now the amount of soul absorbed by the 'Resurrection of the Dead' has a high probability of resurrecting your little lover." ”

"No, even if there is a 99% chance, I will never allow that 1% possibility."

The voice trembled a little, and he roared nervously, "If you don't stop, your soul will fall into the underworld forever, and I will be implicated." ”

But Medilia was unmoved: "Well, hearing you say that, I am beginning to believe what you say." ”

"What?"

"You and I are one," said Medilia decisively, "and then go to hell with me." ”

"Maniac!" For the first time, the voice showed fear, "I will never allow this to happen." ”

Medilia gave a cruel smile, and even so, it was still beautiful: "If I'm not mistaken, when I have the 'Resurrection of the Dead' skill, I will pay a certain price, and that is that my body will be dominated by you. After a pause, he continued, "For me, this is no different from falling into hell forever. ”

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"So, let's disappear together!" Medilia declares that this is a good result as an uncompromising strong woman.

"Wait, we'...... It's good to discuss......"