As night fell, Senna and Knorrse emerged from Sylvia's room. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sighing, Knorr-Bremse said worriedly, "Why hasn't the teacher woken up yet?

Sena shook her head, although she was also very worried, but at this time she could only choose to trust Sylvia and the other legendary powerhouses.

So she comforted her: "Don't worry, eldest lady, the teacher is a legendary powerhouse! This situation must be a small scene for him, and he will definitely be fine." ”

Knorr-Bremse nodded, then walked towards his room with a gloomy expression.

After a pause, Senna turned her head to look at the door behind her, and thought with a little worry, "Teacher, hurry up and get better!"

At the same time, Iharu was discussing things with several other people in the chamber, and the Dagon attack was clearly premeditated, and they had to take it very seriously.

When the meeting was over, most of the people left, except for Polka and the six-armed man.

Iharu looked at the two of them with a solemn face and asked, "What is the situation of Sylvia now, and how long can he last?"

The six-armed man shook his head and said, "With all due respect, McDowell's injuries should be completely dead by this time." It's just that he has these rare treasures in his body, which temporarily hangs his life, but this is not enough to cure him. ”

Polka took over and said, "As far as a few of us are currently adjudicating, McDowell is already the limit for six hours at most. ”

Iharu sighed lowly, for six hours, he couldn't do anything.

The six-armed man in front of him was also a legendary-level alchemist, and his alchemy attainments were no less than Sylvia's.

Since he can't even do it, then it's probably useless to call someone else.

Polka stepped forward and patted Iharu on the shoulder, then said with a somewhat gloomy face, "Let's go and say goodbye to McDowell again." ”

Iharu nodded, turned around, and left the place.

After Iharu left, Polka turned back to the six-armed man and said, "Madison, is McDowell really hopeless?"

"There's no way, unless the guy who made him at the time makes a move. But you also know that the Dark Puppeteer has been ...... decades ago," Shaking his head, Madison said helplessly.

Looking at Sylvia lying quietly on the bed, his face was paler than at first, and the flame in the aquamarine in his chest was already very small.

There was no wind around, but the small cluster of flames was still swaying from side to side, and it looked like it was in danger of going out at any moment.

Shaking his head, he sat quietly beside Sylvia's bed, and the good brother he had known for hundreds of years was told that he would die in a few hours, which made Iharu really a little unacceptable.

Looking at Sylvia, whose eyes were closed and his breath was weak, Iharu really couldn't believe that this was the Dark Knight who had fought him for hundreds of rounds back then.

The dark knight who uses the power of darkness to drive away the abyss and dares to provoke both the demon gods and the gods.

That omnipotent, all-knowing sage of the Ten Thousand Laws, now only has such a broken body left, lying quietly in this place waiting for death.

Standing up, Iharu couldn't stay any longer, and he turned his head and left the room.

After closing the door and turning around, Iharu realized that Mosaic was standing quietly in front of the door at some point.

"How's the wheat doing?" Mosaic's tone contained a hint of imperceptible concern.

Iharu, on the other hand, had a heavy face and told Mosaic the results of Polka and Maddison.

"That's right...... I didn't expect the wheat to die earlier than me......" The expression on Mosaic's face didn't change, and he turned around and walked outside.

Seeing this, Iharu asked, "Where are you going?"

Mosaic replied without looking back: "I'm in a bad mood, go find trouble with the Dagon sect!"

Sylvia felt strange at this time, and all the magic power in his body was attracted to the spiritual sea, the new version of the magic furnace that had been fused.

And since becoming an alchemy puppet, Sylvia has also experienced the feeling of having no magic in her body for the first time.

Normally, if the magic in the alchemy doll's body disappears, it will turn into an ordinary doll.

But Sylvia was shocked to find that the pounding dragon heart in her chest actually provided her with vitality.

And it was because of this dragon's heart that Sylvia was able to keep his consciousness awake all the time.

"How long has it been......" Sylvia's consciousness pondered as she immersed herself in the deepest part of the spiritual sea.

"That ...... It's Iharu...... "Ichiharu, who came over just now, was also sensed by Sylvia's consciousness.

It's just that although he can sense the passage of people and time with his consciousness, he still can't manipulate his body.

Although the magic power disappeared from her body for the time being, Sylvia's spiritual power was unprecedentedly powerful.

"Did that kid from Iharu come in and cry just now...... Tut...... Could it be that I'm not doing well right now?",

Although she could sense the visitor's condition, Sylvia didn't seem to be aware that the gem's energy was about to run out of energy in her chest.

At this time, in a swirling spiritual sea shimmering with endless stars, a small, translucent light blue figure appeared in the spiritual sea.

Waving her hand, Sylvia said to herself in some consternation, "What? My spiritual power is strong enough to condense the reflection of consciousness?"

Generally speaking, the reflection of consciousness can only be condensed by a legendary-level powerhouse, which is also a reflection of the very strong spiritual power.

Looking at the conspicuous magic furnace in the vast spiritual sea of herself, Sylvia couldn't help but take a breath of surprise.

He manipulated the reflection of his consciousness to float in front of the magic furnace, which had been dark blue by this time, and the magic furnace had changed color.

The dozen or so chains that shimmered with silver light outside had turned black, and the dark blue core of the magic furnace in the middle had also turned dark purple.

Sylvia reached out and gently touched the magic furnace, and he found that the reflection of his will began to change color as he touched it.

Starting from the left index finger of the left hand, the dark purple color gradually spreads upwards.

"It's ...... Erosion, or fusion?" and Sylvia thought with a slight trepidation, not knowing whether this situation was good or bad for him.

At the same time, Sylvia's reflection of consciousness fluctuated all over his body, and he raised his head in some surprise and said, "Is there another person coming in...... Who is it this time?"

At this time, in the room where Sylvia was lying, the originally closed window was opened, and a short figure in a black robe stood in front of the window.

Her face hidden under the hood faced Sylvia, and she took a step towards Sylvia.

"Tsk......" Standing in front of Sylvia, the black-robed man smacked his lips, and then stretched out a palm as white as jade. The palms are slender and white, and the fingernails are all painted blood-red.

Gently placing his palm on Sylvia's forehead, the black-robed mouth began to chant a spell softly. (To be continued.) )