"Caster, ?? you" The young master did not wake up until this time, and saw that he could no longer care about the arrogance of his master and the elegance of the nobleman, and hurriedly squatted down to check the state of his servant. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

-- It's not optimistic.

It was only at the first glance that he came to this conclusion that was enough to make people despair.

A deep hole of blood pierced Caster's left chest, and although the boy had managed to avoid the location of his heart at the last moment with his own spell, the sharp spear still stabbed him into the lung—even if he didn't die in a short time with his heroic physique, if he didn't rescue him in time, the concurrent pneumothorax and massive hemorrhage would still make him die a miserable death.

So no matter how stupid or even stupid he is, Caster's master knows very well that this battle cannot be fought - even if he is entangled by many monsters after landing in Zhouyou, everyone knows that without the manipulation and containment of the young man, it is only a matter of time before the strange army is broken through.

"What a piece of shit." Even in today's situation, the arrogant and arrogant young man still doesn't know how to reflect on his mistakes, he just blindly curses his servants. "Caster, it's not good, get me out of this place!"

However, the young man who collapsed on the ground did not answer, he just looked at the terrible wound on his body, and his face was flat and indifferent.

――It's like... It wasn't him who was hurt, but an irrelevant, inconsequential person.

"Master, allow me to refuse your orders." For the first time since his appearance, the boy said something negative. "Although the situation is bad, I still have a treasure to make a last stand."

"You mean......" In this case, Caster's master no longer cares about his servant's faux pas, he shouted excitedly as if he had thought of something. That thing? ”

A glitter of hope appeared on the young man's face, but alas, after only a few blinks of an eye, it dimmed again.

"No, no, it is indeed possible to turn the tide if you use that thing...", the young man who returned to a depressed tone responded to his servant. But you also know that it will take at least thousands of lives to perform it - not to mention the current situation, even if the war has just begun, and I will not dare you to do such a thing if you are fully prepared - then I will be removed from the Magicians Guild and hunted down to death....."

"You don't need to care about that, I naturally have a way to use it." Caster said as he took his master's hand, as if trying to struggle to his feet.

But in the next moment, layers of magical threads suddenly appeared in his hands.

“Caster！ What are you doing! Suddenly, the young man who was suddenly restrained by a miniature circle shouted at his servant. Do you want to rebel?!! ”

"No, Master, you misunderstood, I never had the idea of betrayal, the current situation is just ...... If I want to perform alchemy, I need your help. ”

"That's not going to tie me up—"

"You're getting it wrong again, it's not 'no', it's a 'must' step....." Facing the roaring master, the young man, whose face was becoming more and more pale, still responded in an indifferent tone. "After all....you're the main material."

"Material? Wait, you won't ......" Hearing the familiar name, even the young brain's low-IQ brain understood what it meant—and then, in extreme fear, his feet instantly went limp. "You're trying to use me as alchemy?!!!!"

"To be precise, to assist me in this great ritual." Caster gently wiped a few drops of saliva from his face, then explained earnestly. "Although your level of magic can only be called inadequate, with the blessing of the three spells, you should be able to realize this treasure - it is also the supreme alchemy that I have not completed in my lifetime."

"No, you can't..."Fear was like a giant hand, slowly grasping his heart—and his crotch was already a shame before the young man himself knew it. I am your master! You can't treat me like this! ”

The young man cursed and screamed, struggling to get out of the circle - but it was all useless under the sheer disparity in the level of magic.

In the end, he couldn't even use the Command Spell to forcibly order his servants to stop.

Caster, on the side, slowly chanted the incantation, his expression focused, as if the young man around him who had begun to plead did not exist from beginning to end.

Time passed little by little, and when someone who was about to break through could already be seen in the distance, the boy's spell was finally completed.

Amid the shrill screams of his master, Caster whispered the name of the Phantasm.

"Book of AbrahamtheJew (Notes: 1)"

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The pure white light swept across the hill like a wave.

The soft points of light condensed into substance, and at first glance the scene seemed like the holiness of the Lord's gift - but soon the light revealed its true appearance.

Underneath them, trees, rocks, circles floating in the sky, and monsters living and dead on the surface of the ground all melted like cream, and then merged with the milky white light.

"The main god who killed a thousand knives is up again, what the hell is this?" Someone who finally got out of the entanglement of miscellaneous fish saw this kind of scenery at first sight. "Do you mean...... This bastard is hanging up again? Damn, it's not glass slag that made this scene, no matter how much the master kisses his son, he can't be invincible like this! ”

After muttering a few times in dissatisfaction, Zhou You, who was helpless, finally decided to strike first - anyway, no matter what spell it was, no matter how powerful it was, as long as it was interrupted in the middle of the spell, it would not have any effect.

But it's a pity that it was probably entangled too much time by those monsters who sacrificed their lives and forgot to die, and someone just put on a charging posture, and the swirling point of light suddenly collapsed in a blink of an eye, as if it had completed its mission.

Only a large area of bare yellow soil was left, and there was a tree about ten meters high and more than thirty meters long, covered in golden light, constantly exuding dazzling brilliance...

Hideous Behemoth.

Note 1: The author was unable to find the French title of the book... I can only make do it in English first, and if any of the book friends know the trouble and tell it, change it immediately.