Inham wasn't just watching from the sidelines when Vidnina was casting, as he had said before, he was doing everything he could to stop her. From the lowest-level magic missiles to the high-level fire demon walls, and even the purification and light arrow techniques of white magic, he has released almost all the spells he can use in a short period of time. It's just a pity that all the spells he cast dissipated on top of a shield wrapped in black aura.

In the end, he didn't even use any more spells, but rushed straight ahead, trying to interrupt the lich's spell casting like Egrenel's melee attack. But as soon as he put on this magic shield, he was immediately bounced back. Although his skills can be regarded as very good, the gap between him and Egrenel cannot be described in terms of size and so on.

He didn't give up, but gathered all the strength he had and rushed forward again. This time he was not bounced back, but his whole body was embedded in this layer of black aura, and the rich magic around him was frantically squeezed over, if he hadn't pulled himself out desperately, just this shield could have turned him into a ball of minced meat.

Vidnika didn't pay any attention to him, just using this amulet magic shield to exhaust him. By this time, the green flames spewed out by the dark dragon had completely submerged Sandru.

The cyan dragon did not disappear, but hovered in mid-air and flew back. It's no longer an illusion, it's a summoned creature similar to an elemental creature. When it flew back to Vidnika and Inham, another mouthful of flame spilled down.

The green flames melted everything it touched, and the cliffs on either side melted like wax. After the flames, only a scorching black remained.

Vidrina and Inham are still standing in the middle. It's just that everything is fine within a few meters of the lich's body, even the ground is still cold, and Inham is embarrassed, not only the clothes on his body, but also his hair has scorched black marks. It looks like a survivor who has just escaped from the fire.

"How. Will you kill me?" said Inham, still laughing. He knew very well that he could not survive such a * operation on his own. Only now he was not just embarrassed, the dark fluctuations contained in the flames raged in his body, cutting and eating away at life force and mana.

The lich was silent. Except for the fire in her eye sockets that kept jumping, she was no different from the statue. After a while, she said in a hoarse voice, "Now you are not worthy of my killing." I want you to see the King of the Necromancy rise here before he turns you into dust. ”

"Sandru, you're willing to kill?"

"I didn't keep my hand, but maybe he was just seriously injured...... Maybe...... If only he could really be alive. I'll let him see for himself how great it is. Vidnina replied. After all, this was once the necromancer who claimed to be the strongest, and she was the teacher who led him into the realm of Devi Valley and necromantic magic, and she knew her strength very well. Even the dragon breath of the Dark Dragon, which is close to a forbidden spell. Maybe there's really no way to kill him with one blow.

But when she focused on the area that had been burned by the flames, she found nothing. There was not the slightest trace of Sandru's existence, as if this man had been wiped out in the breath of the Dark Dragon, like everything else.

"Impossible...... There's ghosts in there. Vidnina was stunned. But then she understood. People like Sandru. Even if you die, you can't die so silently, silently.

Almost at the limit of sight, the body of a gargoyle was pulled up from the valley and headed northwest. It's not clear to see though. But Vidrina knew there must be someone up there.

No gargoyle could have flown so far in such a short amount of time, and it seemed that she had been quietly advancing through the valley long before she sent out the Dark Dragon.

"Worthy of a teacher. Looks like there's a lot to learn...... "Vidnina sighed heartily.

"It's an old-timer. Inham also noticed it and smiled bitterly. "It turns out that I don't need to be sentimental. He knew what to do. ”

The biggest difference between the elderly and the young is that the elderly are usually very knowledgeable. Even if the old man with a strange temperament is at the head of the situation, he will never be as impulsive as a young man with a bloody temperament. And Sandru has become an old monster like this, when he expresses that he wants to die to save face, it just makes you think that he will die to save face, and in the same way, what surprise, disobedience, anger, running away, etc., he expresses is just what he needs you to think. Widrina and Inham couldn't even tell if he was cooperating with Egrenel or if he had run away before.

Twenty years ago, Aegrenel and Sandru were both chieftains of the Vale de Devi, and the cooperation between the two had long since reached the point where words were not needed.

With the scroll of the Grandmaster-level Mirror Doppelganger Technique, coupled with the proper performance, and the help of Egrenel, Sandru actually slipped out from under the eyelids of the two of them. This distance is already tens of miles, and even if you try to find the same gargoyle now, you can't catch up.

"It's a pity that the teacher didn't expect me to have this. This is called the reckoning of man is not as good as heaven. "Vidrina doesn't have to look for a gargoyle, she has a mount that is larger and more convenient than a gargoyle.

The cyan dragon hovering above them flew down. Although it is a summoned creature that can only last for a short time, although it still has to rely on the breath of the dark star to maintain its form and cannot leave the Shadow Vortex Mountains, when this is a dark dragon after all, neither its combat power nor speed can be compared to a puppet like a gargoyle. Vidnina was sure enough to catch up.

But just as she was about to get up and fly onto the dragon, Inham, who was still on the ground, suddenly burst out laughing.

He laughed like he had just met the happiest thing in the world. He laughed: "So you still want me to help." ”

He was laughing and coughing, gulps of blood pouring out of his mouth. But he didn't care, instead chanting a prayer of white magic, but it wasn't quite the same as any priest chanted.

"O ethereal Lord, let me, an ungodly believer, borrow your power. Purify this real darkness with your vain holiness as we purify our own hearts......"

Along with the prayer came a large dazzling white light, which was extremely dazzling in the darkness of heaven and earth. This is a white mage at the bishop level who pours all his mana and life force into one point.

In the dazzling white light, the cyan dragon's form was rapidly disintegrating and collapsing, as if an entire building had suddenly been stripped of its girders. Even with a manipulator like the Lich, even with the Dark Star as the source of its magic, this purification has destroyed the vast magical systems that make up its body.

"Bastard. An undecipherable, almost indiscernible howl of rage rang out of the lich's throat and resounded through the air.

A green flash of fire flashed through the air, and with a soft exhalation, a large hole was made in Inham's chest. The front and back were transparent, a large hole that almost split him in two, big enough for a man to drill from his front to the back.

Inham was still laughing, but there was no laughter. There is no blood flowing from this huge wound, the heat of the green fire almost makes your ** directly hot, and the black death breath in it can turn any body it touches into the same as coal. But it didn't really matter anymore, that one purification technique was enough to kill him. Just as he cast the spell, the dragon's breath left a wound that destroyed his body.

The lich in mid-air looked at his outstretched hand, the one that had just delivered the blow. I couldn't see her expression.

"Death in your hands, such a death is the best ending I can choose now. ”

Looking at the lich, with the last shred of strength that remained in the body and in the spirit, Inham said these last words.

The cyan dragon was gone, and Videnina slowly descended from mid-air. Maybe it wasn't enough mana, maybe it was something else, she didn't try to summon the Dark Dragon again, she just looked at Inham, who had become a corpse.

There was still no expression on the lich's face, but he just stood still for a long time.

A gust of wind blew, and the Marquis of Inham collapsed. The wind also blew the dry dead muscles of the lich's face, but it was lifeless.

Beyond the Shadow Mountains. In the past, the sun shone so brightly that the sky of the Flying Dragon Desert was also gray, but this gray was much better than in the mountains. A gargoyle was flying alone in the gray sky.

"That kid is dead. The gargoyle looked back in the direction of the Vale of Deya. She couldn't see anything, but she could feel it.

"Congratulations to him. He was meant to die. Sandru didn't look back, talked.

"What about you, aren't you going to die too?" said Egrenel scoffed. There were a lot of burnt marks on her body, but her expression was free.

"No, how can I compare to that kind of fellow?" Sandru scoffed, and then his face turned pale again. "I'm going to choose the best ending for me. ”