"No!! Cyril!!" Seeing a large hole in his chest, and his limbs naturally relaxed to Cyril who fell to the ground, Hero let out a scream that pierced the sky. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

......Although she hadn't been with Cyril for a long time, Lisanna, who had also developed a little admiration for him, couldn't help but turn her head away, and couldn't bear to look at the cruel scene below.

With a slightly gloomy sigh in her eyes, Beyoncé shook her head and said, "It's a pity, although the nature of the power seems to be a bit evil, it is indeed a good candidate for the legendary star." Even if he didn't become a legendary star, he would probably be able to become a fairly powerful legendary professional in the end, and it would be a shame to die like this. ”

Nodding, De Feit said approvingly: "Yes, even considering that his behavior is a little weird, but I think he is also a very powerful professional and a very powerful person, it is a pity to die in this kind of place, and the battlefield should be his destination." ”

Sighing, the white-haired young man sitting in the stands above several legendary superstars fell weakly on the guardrail in front of him, shook his head and said to himself: "It's boring, there is one less interesting person, and the world is getting more and more boring." ”

Although she had hoped to defeat Cyril early, when Ethel saw that Cyril was really lying in a pool of blood and losing her breath, she suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of irritability.

After shaking his head to dispel this feeling, Ethel whispered: "A person with this ominous power has nothing to say when he dies. ”

When she finished speaking, she was surprised to find that she did not get a response, and when she looked back, she found that the other people sitting next to her had more or less ugly faces on their faces.

And Lilith, who was sitting in the middle of several people, couldn't control her tears for some reason, and large transparent tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, smashing to the ground like a pearl necklace with broken threads.

"Lilith, are you alright?" patting Lilith on the back, Knorr-Bred suppressed the sadness in his heart, and then tried to ease Lilith's emotions with a soft voice.

Sobing, Lilith whispered, "I...... I don't know why, but ...... When I ...... When I saw him die, I felt so sad!"

Pache and Rafal looked at each other, the two smartest people in the crowd had already reacted, and things seemed to be slightly different from what they had imagined.

If Lilith was sad because she and Cyril had met somewhere before, then what was the reason for the other people who were more or less feeling negative emotions in their hearts.

After quietly laying out an enchantment to completely isolate the voices of the two, Pache and Rafal put their heads together and began to discuss the cause of the incident in a whisper.

Touching his stubbled chin, Bagh had a strange look on his face, unable to tell whether he was sad, angry, or calm.

And among these countless audiences, the saddest person was naturally Helo, who stood up and opened her mouth with her eyes wide open, looking at everything that happened in front of her in disbelief.

"No way, how could Cyril fall like this!? No, now that he's seriously injured, we need to bring him back for treatment, treatment...... What kind of medicine do I need for treatment?"

Helo, who was completely out of control, kept whispering to herself, and Lisanna, who was sitting next to her and noticed that something was not quite right with him, grabbed her and sat her down, and then began to comfort her in a low voice.

The referee, who saw this scene from a high altitude, naturally thought that the battle was over, and he landed on the field and crouched down to check on Cyril's condition.

Cyril's eyes were closed and his head tilted to one side, and the silver-haired elf looked at the hole in his chest, about the thickness of an arm, and gave up checking Riel's pulse. There was such a big hole in the chest, the internal organs have disappeared, the heart is gone, and I have to check what the heartbeat is!

However, considering that the newcomer himself has a super recovery ability beyond the level of normal people, the silver-haired elf checked it again, and determined that even if I don't die now, I should be in a completely unconscious situation with serious injuries and coma, he stood up and planned to declare my victory in England,

"Cyril has completely lost his consciousness, so the last game of the semi-finals is ......"

Far away from the floating island, there is a huge ship of pure gold that is thousands of meters long and gorgeously decorated to the point of unimaginability.

Standing on the deck of this huge ship, a handsome man with short blond hair looked into the distance with his blood-red pupils.

At this moment, on his body, the golden-red armor, the pattern on it suddenly flashed, the corner of his mouth pulled a smile, and the handsome man whispered: "Hmph...... Is it exactly what the guy expected?"

A young man in a white robe, wearing a half-masked mask on his face, walked towards the handsome man, and when he was about five meters away from the handsome man, he knelt down on one knee, bowed his head and said respectfully: "Lord Gilgamesh, it's time for us to set sail,"

Waving his hand, Gilgamesh turned around and said, "Indeed, everything that needs to be solved has been settled, let's go!"

Suddenly opening his eyes, Cyril's body seemed to be slowly dragged into the air by an invisible force, and a golden coin with a glittering light suddenly appeared on his empty chest.

"What is that? Have you ever seen anything like that?" Charlotte asked, turning her head in surprise to several legendary powerhouses beside her.

To be able to become a legendary powerhouse, the years of survival are naturally very long, and for human beings, the average age of being able to reach a legendary powerhouse is more than three hundred years old.

And among the more than twenty legendary powerhouses sitting here, not a single one could recognize what this golden coin was.

None of these legendary powerhouses recognized anything, and the silver-haired elf referee naturally didn't know about it, but when he found that Cyril's situation seemed to be something wrong, he immediately took a few steps back, intending to observe the situation in front of him first.

The golden coin began to spin gradually, and as it continued to rotate, the coin emitted a faint golden glow from the inside out.

Because the magic power of his whole body dissipated due to death after his heart was pierced, the effect of the three items that Cyril had been wearing to suppress his evil mud also disappeared as his life characteristics disappeared.

The already tattered robes naturally revealed large swaths of bare skin, and the bandages he had originally put on his body also dissipated, revealing his body as if it had been burned by the flames.

The surrounding audience all showed a look of more or less surprise after seeing Cyril's body.

However, as the golden coin began to spin, the scars on his body began to fade, and his original hideous and strange skin began to become smooth and white, just like his previous appearance.

The only thing that didn't fall off was the mask, but even so, the scars on the neck and some other parts that the mask didn't cover were slowly fading, and it was conceivable that Cyril's face had completely returned to its original appearance.

As it swirled, the golden coin's brilliance grew brighter and brighter, and finally it was the huge hole in his chest that began to gradually recover.

The hollow chest was gradually filled with golden light, and at the same time, a heart that shimmered with a transparent luster appeared on Cyril's chest, which looked like a jewel.

Boom!

With a sound that seemed to move the hearts of everyone present, the heart that appeared next to Cyril beat violently, and then the flesh on his chest began to heal gradually, and finally turned into a smooth, white chest without a trace of scarring.

Slowly falling to the ground, Cyril lowered his head and was silent for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking, and only after the last glimmer of golden light on his body also dissipated, Cyril slowly raised his head.

Cyril's robes were torn in most places, even the hood was completely damaged, and his head, which had been bandaged and not a single hair full of scars, was refilled with silky white hair.

And his strange and terrifying eyes also changed back to their normal appearance, and those bright royal blue pupils shimmered with an aura full of wisdom.

Stretching out his right hand to look at the smooth skin, Cyril clenched his fist slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

After seeing that Cyril seemed to be fine, the elven referee gave a look of embarrassment, then shook his head and disappeared into the field, apparently allowing Cyril to continue fighting.

Clenching the wooden staff in his hand, England looked quite shocked, he had indeed done countless homework in order to successfully imitate Sylvia.

As an alchemy puppet, he learns a lot more than ordinary creatures.

Because he didn't intend to integrate all the knowledge he had learned, as Sylvia did, he just had to imprint all the existing knowledge in his mind and make an illusion of profound knowledge, and whether he learned it or not was a matter of later.

In the course of his studies, he also wrote down numerous strange but useful materials, among which the golden coin is also recorded in some ancient books.

"Adler Coin...... How is that possible!?"

Looking up at England, who was staring at him with a look of consternation, Cyril pulled a smile at the corner of his mouth, and then he whispered, "Is that you...... In my name, I am swaggering!"