"He's really not going to come back to life?" Phil was still not reassured, in the stories he had heard, the villain would always come back with a Jedi at the end.

"Don't worry, if Crete says this man is dead, it will be absolutely complete!" Lukka affirmed.

"You really don't have to worry about that," Ollie agreed, "but what about this half-open passage?

"Well, I'll leave this to me. Lukka said, but his body didn't move, "But let me rest for a while, it's really tiring to deal with that magic stick!"

"Okay. Ollie sat down beside him.

After a few minutes, Daniel came over and said, "I didn't rush you, Captain, the smell of this place has become a little uncomfortable." ”

Indeed, the ice slag that Hall had shattered had gradually melted, emitting a disgusting smell of blood. It's the hottest time of July, and if you leave it on for a while, you might get it smelly.

Lukka had no choice but to get to his feet, and with a strong spirit, he walked to the middle of the hall and drew the circle on the floor again—this time from Selva's original.

Scattered around, not only the chaotic power in the form of gray mist and the energy of the magical world, but now from the cracks in the ground, some pink gas that no one knew was sneering.

"What world is this?" Lukka muttered, but didn't pay much attention to it, as Selva's circle would throw it all back where it was supposed to be.

Ten minutes later, as the last connection of the circle was completed, all the energy that did not belong to this world was absorbed into it, and after a few turns, it was pressed back into the crack in the ground.

It's a simple process, but it's not so easy to be in the middle of it. The collision of the energies of several worlds caused the entire island to shake violently, as if it was experiencing a major earthquake.

Lukka wasn't embarrassed yet, surrounded by the flow of mana, his whole body was suspended above the circle, unaffected by the shaking of the ground. The others were not so lucky, no one could still stand on their feet, and most of them lay on the ground on all fours, trying to hold on to the pillar next to them to stabilize their bodies.

All the energy finally returned to its place, and Dongqing gradually quieted down. There was no longer a gray fog in the hall, and flashes of magical energy and other powers from unknown worlds were gone.

"Did you get it all back?" Thea asked, looking up, remaining in her silver dragon form.

"Yes, everything else is in place except for the magic that I absorbed!" Lukka nodded, "The passage has also been closed, and there will be no chance of reopening it for at least three years." ”

"Whew-" Ollie let out a sigh, "that's good, we can go, right?"

Before Lukka could reply, a strong gust of wind fell from above, and a huge rock a meter long fell above his head.

Ollie grabbed Luka's clothes and dragged him backwards a meter, dodging the boulder.

"Isn't the stick dead?" Phil jumped alertly.

"No, not divine power. Lukka said hurriedly.

Another boulder fell, smashing less than five meters away from him.

"What the hell is going on, who's attacking us?" Ollie looked up.

"No one is attacking," Crete said, "and the hall is about to collapse at the opening and closing of the passageway." ”

"Then what are you waiting for, run!" called Phil.

As if hearing his thoughts, a piece of roof with a diameter of more than five meters smashed in front of the gate with a bang, completely sealing the passage to the outside.

"Is there another door?" Lukka was anxious. He tried to cast the diamond skin, but after the consumption of two giant circles in a row, even a zero-level spell like the Light Technique was a little difficult to use now, and a third-level spell like the diamond skin was completely impossible.

A larger dome with two chandeliers smashed into the middle of the crowd, and everyone scattered for their lives.

The underground has long been hit by the energy of various other worlds, and under this smash, the ground collapsed along those cracks, piece by piece.

When everyone looked back, they found that the twelve people had been divided into two sides.

Luca, Phil, and Lind stood on a fairly solid ground, the ground around them collapsing, as if they were trapped on an island.

The other nine people were in a slightly better position, taking up a slightly larger place in the corner near the wall, except that Thea, in the form of a silver dragon, took up a slightly larger place.

She stretched her wings a little, and was about to fly, when another series of ominous noises came from above her head.

The entire dome fell directly above, and there was no safe place to hide in the throne hall!

Before Thea's wings could be retracted, she was hit by masonry and stone, and she had to bury her head under the wings, which also happened to protect the other eight companions.

The silver dragon's scales had a natural shielding force field, and even after she lent all of her lightning energy to Luca, those two huge wings could protect her, and the few people below her body, from being smashed.

Luka's side didn't have that good luck.

Although the three of them are very different in size, they are all flesh and blood, and when Luka's mana is exhausted, the power of plastic energy that he has just absorbed can only strengthen the plastic energy system, and in this department, he has never learned any spells used to defend against this kind of physical attack.

Seeing that the roof made of boulders was about to smash on his head, the half-giant Linde suddenly roared, threw Phil and Lukka on the spot, spread his arms and propped them up, and blocked everything that fell with his huge body.

Even so, when the dome hit the ground, the violent shaking made Luka's eyes blacken, and then the boulders and rubble that pressed on his body made him breathless.

When the dust settled, the first to struggle to crawl out of the ruins was Thea. She shook the dust off her body, the silver scales glistening in the sunlight.

The other people who were protected by Thea's wings also crawled out one after another.

Everyone didn't say much, and they all staggered over the shattered dome on the ground, looking for the direction of the three Lukkas.

By the time the sun hit Luca's eyes, he was almost suffocating, his mind going blank.

Then Phil screams him back to reality.

Three years ago, when they met for the first time in Huifan Harbor, he was called so when he faced Linde, who was knocked unconscious by Ollie.

This time, looking at Linde's motionless body, Phil did not immediately cry, but turned around, grabbed Crete's sleeve and shook it desperately.

"Lind isn't dead, is he?" he stares into Crete's eyes, hidden behind the lenses, for fear that the other will spit out an answer he doesn't want to hear.