Chapter 141: Dead Wood Meets Spring

"Mistress Femis, hold back!" Louie's forehead broke out with a hint of sweat under the high concentration of his mind. Under such a high purity of magic www.biquge.info Louie has never tried to control the magic in his body so seriously and hard, after all, under normal circumstances, Louie only needs one thought to perfectly control the direction of the magic.

But this time, the level of refinement does not allow Louis to be as casual as before, because once Louis is careless, even the slightest loss of control of Louie's magic may directly cause the magic explosion in Fimis's body, and everything will be wasted at that time.

Severe pain, when the fragments of the magic crystal in the center of her eyebrows began to be included by Louie's magic storm, Fimmis suddenly felt an unbearable sharp pain in her head, and in an instant, countless cold sweats broke out on her whole body, and her whole face instantly turned pale.

However, Fimmis cultivated to the realm of a great mage at the age of thirty, and even became the chief court mage, and her perseverance is by no means comparable to ordinary people. So even though it was so unbearable, Fimmis gritted her teeth and forced herself to hold on.

And at this moment, she must not faint, once she faints, the magic in her body will immediately go out of control, and it will explode directly, without any possibility of remedy.

"Ten percent!" Louis concentrated on controlling the mana storm, while on the other side, Mennie forced the cold air bursting from Femis's body to carefully pour the healing potion of her fingers into Fimis's mouth.

The healing potion flowed into Phimis's body one after another, and began to heal the damage caused by the violent magic at the moment, but even so, Phimis's body became more and more pale.

"Oh no, I really underestimated the damage caused by grinding the magic crystal fragments!The healing effect of the third-level healing spell potion is still not enough!And the angel can only heal the external wounds, and has little effect on the internal damage, how can this be good!" A hint of anxiety appeared in Louie's closed pupils.

At this time, Louis suddenly felt a gentle warm wind suddenly rising around him.

"Dead wood rejuvenation!" But at this moment, Auguste's fingers flashed an emerald green light, and the magic power shaped like a few leaves flew into Femis's body, and after a while, Fimis's expression began to soothe.

"Magical wood magic!" Louis relieved and began to turn to control the mana storm.

"Twenty percent...... Fifty percent...... One hundred percent!"

"Boom!" All the fragments of the magic crystal were ground into fine powder by Louie's magic storm, and the magic power in Fimith's body completely lost control and began to explode instantly.

This is the most critical moment, Louis poured another bottle of holy water to replenish the magic power and shouted: "Master Doctor, help me to start compressing the magic in Fimith's body together!"

In an instant, the magic storm was dispersed by Louis and quickly enveloped Fimes's body, and Auguste cooperated with Louis's magic to slowly compress the magic power of the riot in Fimis's body, and then forced him to wake up.

"It's the last critical moment, we're going to start condensing the magic crystal again!" This step is the most important step, after this battle, Femis's strength will definitely drop significantly, although the foundation is still the foundation of the great magician, but the magic level may be reduced to the level of a magician or a magic apprentice.

Of course, it doesn't matter, Fimis's foundation is still there, and it will be very easy to rebuild and come back, and even if Fimis is willing to sign a master-slave contract with Louie, Louie can also use holy water to help her cultivate, so that the magic in Fimis's body will be more condensed, and her strength will be much stronger than before after rebuilding.

However, the main task at the moment is to help Femis keep her foundation.

Louis manipulated the magic power to continuously force the magic in this Phimith's body into her eyebrows, with the help of August's magic behind her, Louis felt a little easier, but the difficulty of compressing the last step was still very great.

"It must succeed! Lord Phimis, this will require the help of your will!"

"Condensation!" Huge pressure, Louis has already exerted all his strength, although the quality and grade of his magic power are high enough, but after all, it is only the strength of a five-star magician, and it is still too far from the level of a great magician, so in the compression process, a large amount of magic power escaped, although in the end, it was finally retained under the control of Femis's own will.

But even so, after the formation of the last new magic crystal, Phimes's strength has regressed to the level of a ten-star magic apprentice.

The opportunity to cultivate returned to the beginning, but Femis did not have the slightest frustration. On the contrary, her mood was very excited at this moment, she originally thought that she would die, but she didn't expect that there would be a moment when the peaks and loops turned.

After waiting for Louis to withdraw his magic, Femis suddenly straightened up and sat on the hospital bed and hugged Louie.

"Thank you!" said in Louis's ear, Fimmis exhaled.

"It's me who should thank you, you are like this for the sake of Ruolin City. I, Louie, will take revenge, and I will repay my kindness!" Louis suddenly sank his head and fainted in Femis's arms.

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On the other side of the Gray Sea, the Miracle Continent, the main hall of the Holy City of the Holy See of Light.

In a remote manor, Pope Cree looked blankly at the headless corpse lying in a crystal coffin.

"The most loyal believers of the God of Light have been abandoned by the God?" A trace of darkness suddenly appeared on the body of the glorious image of Kriju, and the scepter of light in his hand suddenly began to buzz and tremble.

Kriju tightened the scepter in his hand hard, and a hint of tyrannical anger appeared in his eyes. At this moment, the scepter began to resist violently, and the body of the scepter suddenly produced a piercing scorching heat, and Kriju couldn't hold it and let go instantly, and the Scepter of Light directly turned into a streamer and flew out.

"Bastard!" Criju slammed his fist into the crystal coffin, "Why! Uther! Cyril! Why didn't they come back!"

"Don't you know why you didn't come back? Don't you know what your son has done all these years? The two of them are probably disappointed in you and the Holy See of Light. "In the darkness, a gray gas appeared out of thin air.

"What are you doing here, are you laughing at me?" a sluggish and disheartened old man suddenly appeared behind Krijudi, who did not turn to look at him, but his tone was full of murderous intent, as if he had seen some enemy.

"Why are you so indifferent, the two of us have been rivals for hundreds of years, and it's time to reconcile!" the old man smiled stiffly, looking very weird.

"Old zombie, we are opposites, and we can never reconcile!" said Kriju with a gloomy face.

"Really?" the old man smiled: "Even the Scepter of Light has left you, why are you still so loyal to the God of Light? If I say, can I resurrect your son?

"What!" (To be continued.) )