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There is no doubt that Ani challenged Ioham for the sake of Curt. She can't stop Curt from assassinating Ioham, and all she can do is take Curt's place. Because Ani knew very well that Curt didn't have any chance of winning. Ioham is a giant monster entrenched in the city of a thousand laws, and he is not something that Curt can shake.

As for Naza...... Curt didn't know if the psionics intervened when Ani was fighting Ioham. But Naza is a sinister spy, and a damned traitor. When the incredible energy gathered in Curt's body, he made up his mind to drag Eoham and Naza into hell together.

"Well, that's right. The way psionic energy works is actually very close to magic, and since you know how to use the wave of magic, you can naturally use the same means to use psionic energy. ”

Eoham nodded approvingly, looking at Curt without any nervousness. Curt gritted his teeth and stretched out his right hand, dragging a corner of the silver net from the void. He continued to draw spiritual energy from the net, even when he was beyond his limits.

Naza stood silently in the distance, with a worried expression on his face. Its tentacles squirmed, crawling unconsciously across its face. When Curt stretched out his left hand and pulled the blue-purple magic net out of the void, Naza shouted:

"No way!"

"He could. ”

Eoham casually raised his hand to block a psychic ability that Naza had fired. At the same time, waves of magic and psionic energy converged in Curt's body and began to crush his internal organs and bones. Curt's ear holes, the corners of his eyes, his nostrils, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding at the same time, falling to the ground in bits and pieces. He does whatever it takes. Trying its best to merge the two forces.

throughout the process. Curt is following instinctive actions. He knew he couldn't fight either Iorham or Naza. Only by desperately tapping into their own potential. Ani is dead, Curt guessed. Ioham has the ability to erase a qiēcun zài, and Ani is no exception.

The Black Tower was squeezed by tremendous force, and began to twist and deform around the seventh floor, and then slowly collapsed. From a distance, you can see that the space around the Black Tower is disturbing, creating oscillating ripples. Inquisitor Olga immediately rushed to the scene, but hesitated to break in. As many as twenty Faceless Ones arrived, and they stood guard around the Black Tower. It is strictly forbidden for anyone to approach.

For a long time, the Black Tower remained silent. Endless energy converged towards the tower, solidifying into a danger visible to the naked eye. A dazzling light radiated from the tower, containing a power that even arcane focus could match.

Olga immediately blessed himself with a large number of protective spells, and he knew that whatever happened in the Black Tower would eventually turn into a terrible disaster. Now Olga is only concerned about one thing, and that is whether Curt is safe or sound.

"Let's go to hell together—!!"

With this loud shout, the energy that had been absorbed into the Black Tower finally exploded. Countless rays of light scattered into the sky, blasting the seven floors of the Black Tower into obscurity.

Olga's eyes narrowed, and he heard Curt's voice. Under the gaze of the multitude. The staggered beams of energy burst out like flowers. One of the pillars of light that was the main body was ten meters thick, and it rose straight up. Penetrated and dispersed the clouds. Hundreds of tiny pillars of light turned into arcs and flew in all directions, one of which grazed the towers of the Thousand Laws City, ripping off large pieces of enchanted rocks.

"Curt, this kid ......"

Olga shook her head, ready for battle. It seems that Curt has encountered a tricky enemy and is forced to fight with all his might. Olga didn't understand who could infiltrate the city of a thousand laws and start such an earth-shattering battle with Curt. He couldn't understand why Curt was able to manipulate such an astonishing amount of energy, which was beyond the limits of a high-level mage.

Then a figure fell out of the black tower and fell helplessly. It was Curt, his eyes closed, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. Without hesitation, Olga reached out and blessed Curt with the feather fall technique. He took a few quick steps, knocked out the two faceless ones who were in the way, and cast another spell to catch Curt with his large force field hand.

Curt's body was in tatters, his limbs were missing, the muscles where they had been broken turned out, and the white bones were exposed to the air. In addition to this, Curt had a huge laceration in his chest and abdomen. The entrails slipped out of it and hung in mid-air and swayed.

After the violent explosion, Curt was left with only a few pieces of rags left on his body. He was not breathing and was dead. Olga's hands began to tremble, and he saw Curt as a potential ally, and even his successor, and it was difficult for him to accept the sudden outcome. But before Olga calmed down, someone pushed him away even more excitedly.

Freitia and Evelyn fell to their knees beside Curt, desperately calling out Curt's name. They knocked Olga out of the way, almost causing the dignified judge to fall to the ground. Several Faceless Ones approached quickly, trying to give a look at the two women who had offended Olga. Olga raised his hand to stop the Faceless One, he looked up, looked at the top of the Black Tower and said:

"Don't be nosy, your enemies are still on top of the Black Tower. ”

Olga's words sent the Faceless Ones in shock, and they immediately retreated. Fretia and Evelyn are deaf, their eyes filled with tears, and they are doing their best to save Curt.

With a crying prayer, Fretia performed a magic technique for the healing of serious injuries. She pressed her bare hands to Curt as she shoved her internal organs back from the wound. The wound gradually closed, but Curt was still not breathing. Without hesitation, Fretia leaned down and kissed Curt's cold lips. She blew the air in hard, completely unconcerned about the salty smell that flowed backwards into her mouth.

Evelyn also burst into tears, but she was too strong not to cry. While Freita desperately tries to save Curt, Evelyn uses a short knife to shred her robes. She tied Curt's limbs with strips of cloth to prevent more blood from coming out of the wound.

Then the figure of Eoham emerged from the wreckage of the Black Tower, his robes a little disheveled, but not wolf-bèi. Nazar stood beside Ioham, and looked down at his feet and said:

"Take care of your people, I don't want to cook yet. Also, hurry up and get the deal done. That kid is a nice man, and I admire him more than you. ”

"It would be nice if you also admired the Dawn Snow Peak ** Master so much back then. ”

Eoham glanced at Naza, shrugging indifferently. The appearance of the Psicoon caused a wave of harassment, but Eoham simply pressed his hands to silence the Facelesss. He is the god of the Thousand Laws City, and no one dares to ignore his authority no matter what the situation is.

In full view of everyone, Ioham landed. He walked slowly to Curt's side, then raised his hand and took Evelyn's wrist. Evelyn gritted her teeth as she wielded her dagger, expletives erupting from between her teeth. She spoke in High Country, but the learned Eoham could understand that Evelyn was greeting her mother, and her mother's mother.

"I didn't call you over!"

Eorham turned around and threw away a few faceless ones who tried to rush up. Then he turned back and said to Evelyn in a gentle tone:

"Believe it or not, I'm here to save Curt. If you love him, don't get in my way. ”

The words crushed Evelyn's momentum, causing her to collapse. Eoham carefully put Evelyn aside, then walked slowly behind Freitia, and said to the elven priest who was still desperately pressing on Curt's chest:

"Interracial love, isn't it? It is said that elves only shed tears for their loved ones, and I once loved an elf deeply, but unfortunately she never shed tears for me. ”

With that, Eoham raised his head to the sky and spread his hands. He gathered his spirit and recited a lengthy incantation. Bits of light condensed from all sides, converging in front of Ioham. Olga, who had been watching until now, breathed a sigh of relief, and he recognized that Eorham was casting a level nine spell, the Wishing Technique. Wishing is the strongest of all spells, it can do almost anything, blurring the line between mages and gods.

When Ioham finished his spell, a sky-high white light enveloped Curt. His severed limbs regenerated rapidly, and all wounds began to heal at the same time. Fretia's eyes widened, twitching the corners of her mouth. She had just been captured by great grief, and she couldn't smile right away.

But Fretia was able to experience unprecedented emotion, and she was not so excited when she was recognized as a spokesperson by Corellon. Evelyn clung to the ground, unaware of the pebbles embedded between her fingernails. Under their watchful eyes, Curt's clothes were put back together. The collapsed Black Tower begins to regenerate at the same time, but Fretia and Evelyn only have Curt in their eyes.

Finally, Curt let out a low moan and opened his eyes. He saw two faces covered with tears and dust, and was immediately hugged tightly by Freitia and Evelyn, who pounced on him.

Ioham watched with a smile on his face, a rare warm expression on his face. He raised his hand and made a gesture, and the Faceless Ones quietly dispersed. Olga looked up at the Black Tower, shook her head, and decided not to worry about the spirit-sucking monsters for the time being. He walked away slowly, looking back on the way, just in time to see Ioham reaching for Curt.

"Forgive me for teasing you, Curt. I just want to know what you've learned over the years. ”

Because Curt didn't react, Ioham had to give up. He crutched his staff, squatted down with difficulty, and continued to speak slowly:

"You can hate me, Curt, it's your right. But Ani is fine, I've just closed the connection point of the dimension, and she'll be back in a while. But you can't resist your fate......"

At this point, Ioham kept his mouth shut for the time being. He stared at Curt, relieved and confused. Later, Ioham slowly reached out and pressed his hand on Curt's cheek. He met Curt's unyielding gaze and said quietly:

"Because you're my only son, Curt. You must become my heir, and the Thousand Laws City will be your possession. ”

It was as if an electric current was running through Curt's body, and his mind suddenly went blank. (To be continued......)