Never give in!

Sophia and Owen's decision aroused the high fighting spirit of many people present, who did not shout those flashy slogans, but the warm and earnest gaze cast over them was the greatest recognition and encouragement to Sophia and Owen.

"General Rogge, Knight Mano, and Your Excellency Felizak," Sophia summoned the three important generals in one breath, "I have given you three an important task. ”

The three generals waited eagerly, their eyes flashing with a high degree of desire to fight. They all knew that maybe the next battle might be the last battle of their lives, but they did not hesitate or back down, on the contrary, they were full of inexplicable excitement. If this generation of civilization can survive in the end, it can also leave a poem worthy of praise for future generations of bards; if it can't turn the tide, it can record the scene of this glorious battle in the memory of the two winged elves to the next generation of civilization, and it is not a vain life.

However, the commander Sophia did not give any battle orders to the three of them, she raised her plain hand, pointed to the towering "Tower of Babel" flying next to the holy city, and ordered in a gentle tone: "Gather all the troops scattered in the city, lead the civilians who are still in the city, as well as those captured werewolves, and all retreat to the 'Tower of Babel' and evacuate this holy city!"

"What?!" the three generals looked at Sophia in surprise, as if they were all denying their ears for the first time. They were all waiting for Sophia to give the order to attack the Papal Palace, but they didn't expect that what they were waiting for was to ask them to retreat and flee from the battlefield.

Seeing the suspicious eyes of the three generals, Owen stepped forward. But he didn't say a word to the three generals, but shouted to the back of the team: "Ukrainian warriors!"

"I'm here!" Hearing Owen call out to himself, Wu Zhi half-brittled to the ground with reverence, his right hand clenched into a fist in front of his chest, and with the highest courtesy of a warrior, he waited for Owen's further instructions without distraction.

"Lead your people and retreat to the ark of doom at once. ”

"Yes!"

Owen's voice was not loud, but it was extremely majestic. The Ukrainian also didn't say a word, and took the order to leave, without the slightest hesitation or suspicion. The Uwen and his army were brought by Owen, so the Uwen may not obey Sophia's orders, but he is loyal to Owen alone. Owen used his and the actual actions of the Ukrainian to tell the three generals what they should do.

The three generals knew that this was Owen "knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger", and after calming down, they also knew that staying would not play much role at all, so they had to follow Sophia's orders and retreat to the army behind.

At this moment, the necromancer "Grave Keeper" Taigurai stepped out of the crowd and went straight to Sophia, and said to Sophia, "Lord Lich King, I know you don't like to use this power, but I'm sure you'll need it, so be sure to bring it." ”

As he spoke, Taigulai spread out the palm of his left hand, only to see a cloud of black qi full of evil nature rising from his palm, hovering and condensing in mid-air like a living being. Sophia knew what he was talking about, and she nodded lightly at Tecurai. Taigulai completely cleared the black qi, and then the black qi hovering in mid-air continued to change form, twisting into a black rope and wrapping around Sophia's left hand.

It can be seen that the dark magic energy on the black gas is extremely corrosive, and the sleeve of the white priest's robe on Sophia's left hand was eroded by the black gas in a few seconds, turning into strips of cloth and floating in the cold wind, revealing the white jade arm below the shoulder. But the black gas did not stop, but continued to erode into Sophia's arm.

The black rope formed by the condensation of black qi started from Sophia's left upper arm, wrapped around and around again, and then stretched all the way to her wrist. The black qi eroded her tender white skin, and the red blood soaked out of the entanglement, and then it was absorbed by the black air rope, which then tightened and squeezed directly into her muscles. More blood rushed out of the muscles and continued to be absorbed by the black air rope, which then became thicker and stronger, until it slammed into Sophia's bones.

Cardinal Felizak, who had just walked a few steps, was shocked when he saw this, and immediately rushed back to stop him, but Owen stopped him. Owen didn't say anything, just shook his head and motioned for Felizak not to interfere with Sophia.

Since Sophia made her own decision to accept it, why should Filizak stop it?

Sure enough, the black air rope invaded her body, bringing extreme pain to Sophia, but she gritted her teeth, didn't say a word, and endured it silently, even though she was so painful that cold sweat was rushing on her forehead, her body couldn't help shaking, and the corners of her eyebrows twitched slightly, but Sophia never gave up and kept bearing it tenaciously.

After about twenty seconds, the black air cord vanished, and it was completely integrated into Sophia's entire left arm. Sophia let out a long sigh of relief, and it seemed that the sharp pain she had endured was gone, and the terrible strangulation marks on her left arm, which were visible to the bone, were gone, and there was no more blood coming out of her arm. The skin on Sophia's left arm has returned to its original smooth and white skin, but in the place where it is wrapped with black air ropes, faint light gray lines have appeared, which looks like ordinary tattoos.

Looking at the circles of light gray "tattoos" on her hands, Sophia closed her eyes tightly and silently felt it in her heart for a few seconds, and then she suddenly raised her left hand to the side, only to hear a "sizzle", black qi surging out from her left arm, condensing into a long-handled giant scythe with a black body!

The Lich King's token - the scythe "Severe"!

The evil, cold, and sharp blade makes people have to be afraid when they look at it from afar. Cassius, Ray, Joyka, Tismu, Felizak...... All the people who saw the "parting" of this sickle in front of them couldn't help but gasp. They all had the same misconception that the scythe would fall in the next second, whether it was on the human body or not, it would be enough to cut the soul in the body in two, and there was no point in avoiding it, because the scythe would cross all the obstacles of time and space, and bite it like a shadow.

Passed from the previous Lich King Callowan to the current Lich King Sophia, it represents the supreme power of the Isle of the Dead, but Sophia only used the Sacrifice once in the cave of the Virgin Hill to save her companions, and did not recognize the Lord at the time. In fact, Sophia, who was born in the priest of light, has always had no good feelings for dark magic and dark magic practitioners necromancers, let alone thought that she would one day become the head of the necromancer, and she was also reluctant to serve as the lich king temporarily for the sake of the sacrifices made by Carlovan and Amilia, in fact, Sophia has always been very repulsed by this in her heart, which is also the fundamental reason why Sophia has been unwilling to accept "parting".

But in these harsh times, Sophia has no room to pick and choose, she needs to be strong very much, and anything that can make her strong will give her a better chance of winning against the Seraphic Uriel in the next place—although it is probably insignificant, but at least it will increase her self-confidence.

It seems that because "Parting" recognized Sophia with the "stigma" divine power given by Karlovan in her body, the process of concluding the contract was completed faster than originally expected. "Parting" fully recognized Sophia as its new master, and Sophia also felt the loyalty and power of "Parting" to herself, and her previous resistance instantly disappeared.

Yes, Mr. Anqi said before that there is no distinction between good and evil weapons, and the so-called good and evil only lie in the user's heart. Sophia convinced herself on this ground.

"Whoosh" - The scythe "cuts" turned into a cloud of black gas and was tucked into Sophia's left arm. The ease with which it can be sent and received means that Sophia has fully embraced this weapon derived from dark magic.

"Are you ready?" Owen asked Sophia with a smile.

"Hmm. Let's go. Sophia nodded resolutely.