Vast golden wheat fields grow on the soft earth, and the golden waves flutter with the wind,

Under the gloomy green ghost fire, it seems that a little star is lit up in the eye socket, sparkling and flashing.

The white bones of the forest were also illuminated by this sunlight extremely brightly, and even the ghost fire licking the white bones became extremely clear.

Obviously, in such a dead and silent environment, it can still be filled with a steady stream of life.

Even the Earl Laurien's huge, ruined castle-like mansion was draped in a golden glow, and the rubble of the rubble was exposed.

The smoke and dust of the flying sand drifted in the air against the light, colliding with each other.

The brilliance reflected in the golden wheat waves was also reflected on his face,

The ferocity in his scarlet eyes was stripped of the light, and in its place, it was incredibly shocking.

The pale skin was exposed under the sky, and the flowing blood was even disorganized under the skin.

For the first time, Count Laurion was shocked by the ears of wheat of the Goddess of Plenty.

Is this the power of God?

But......

"Even so, how can you stop me?"

Count Laurion looked at Prisis above the sky and muttered.

Twelve o'clock is approaching, and Prisis in the sky is about to complete her transformation.

But at this moment, under Vega's eyes, a bright blue suddenly flashed.

In an instant, dozens of huge and heavy magic formations quickly swirled in the air.

Behind Victor, the flaming trench coat fluttered in the wind.

All kinds of magic flowed, like a waterfall, down the bright black staff in his hand towards the sky.

The heavy lines intertwined and interspersed, quickly connecting to the magic waterfall that rushed straight into the blood-colored sky.

Runes flew into the formation, subtle obscure words embedded in the center of the magic.

One by one, the magic power turned into silk threads, delicately passing through the heavy formation.

The dozen or so huge magic formations expanded and expanded, enveloping the entire space.

Countless Falun wrapped around Victor several times.

The flowing magic pulled a heavy pressure, and an incomparably terrifying oppression completely descended on the shoulders of everyone present.

The topmost formation covered the entire land, and countless pillars of magical light fell from the sky and slammed into the ground.

Each time, it can blast the earth into a deep hole.

At this moment, Victor's mana value is declining wildly at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

The vast ocean of magic suddenly overwhelmed everyone present.

The oppressive power made everyone's hearts tremble to the extreme, as if a castle had been smashed to pieces by the force that fell.

Count Laurien was shocked as he felt the brilliant magic formation.

The huge air pressure fell on his flesh and blood wings, and his body in mid-air was slightly pressed.

He felt a terrible magic and was unusually surprised:

"I see, I see!"

"Mr. Councillor, you, what a surprise me!"

The moment the words fell, Count Laurien's body was constantly collided by a violent wind breath, and his body completely swelled.

The three pairs of flesh wings were also broken and squeezed together, becoming wide and twisted in the blink of an eye.

The swollen body broke through the lead-colored robes, and the white hands were stretched very long at this time.

The white fingers grew sharp, slender nails, and they were still ripped high into the air over the ruined mansion.

His body expanded as well, and his spine was stretched long, long.

The strange writhing flesh was forcibly pulled up, spiraling up the elongated spine, touching the sky and piercing through the clouds.

The flesh on the surface was torn to pieces, and the internal organs peeked through the cracks in the torn flesh.

Flashing orange light, like twitching planets.

The feet have also become extremely large, and beneath the slender leg bones are large claws.

The blood-colored claws stepped deep into the earth, covering almost everyone present.

Count Laurien's entire head began to twist and deform, and the original fine flesh began to expand and expand.

The flesh inside his body turned into tentacles and stretched out, tearing off his original head, tearing it into pieces and placing it back on top of his thick neck.

The pale skulls regrouped, but this time, only a pair of maws large enough to engulf the walls of tall buildings remained.

A scarlet eye peeked out from the shattered flesh of his chest.

In front of everyone, the giant eye was so large that they couldn't see the end of the scarlet.

Everyone present looked at Count Laurean's appearance, and goosebumps all over their bodies.

Is this the Earl Laurion they know?

Before that, even if he was a blood clan, he still had the appearance of a human.

And now, he has completely and completely metamorphosed into an absolute hoodoo.

As it appeared, the hoarse and distorted voice echoed across the land.

"But, you're missing a bit."

"The blood clan is a race without feelings."

"So, even if I take advantage of everything, I will never lose !!"

Suddenly, the moonlight pierced Prisis with a blade that pierced through her wriggling flesh.

A monstrous amount of blood was drawn from Prisis's body.

With this absorbed force, her body was even weaker.

The three pairs of blood-colored flesh wings no longer had a bloody color, as if they had lost their vitality.

Then, Laurien opened its twisted jaw, as if sucking in all the power that had been drained from Priness's body.

At that moment, the blood-colored aura was like a tiger's den in Longtan, pulling the blood-colored hurricane that was originally spinning disorderly straight into the giant mouth and shaking above the sky.

Everyone present watched as the bloody storm gradually subsided.

The thick blood mist seemed to be attracted, converging into a huge dark blood ball suspended in the air.

The space around it seemed to be torn apart by this terrifying force, constantly distorting.

At the same time, strange power erupted from the crack, pouring into the mouth like a waterfall, merging into the huge blood ball in front of it.

Looking at the vision in front of them, a bad speculation rose in the hearts of the nobles.

Even when they were in a state of undead, their hearts seemed to be tightly grasped by demons, and they were extremely nervous.

What the hell is Count Laurion doing!?

Is he going to kill everyone present at all costs!?

Do you even want to destroy his daughter in it?

Everyone's mind is full of doubts.

Whether Laurion really wants to resurrect his daughter.

Or do you just see her as a vessel for blood?

But at this moment, everyone has no time to think about it.

In the face of the terrifying monstrous blood cells, Victor's body overflowed with strong magical power,

The lines were quickly drawn out of the space, and a large and delicate formation was rapidly built behind him.

Hundreds of runes and six-pointed stars overlapped each other, centering on the formation, releasing a magical force that could shake the heavens and the earth.

Buzz - Buzz - Buzz -

The magic array behind Victor erupted again, emitting a brighter light than before.

He raised his head and looked high into the sky, staring at Prisis under the blood-colored full moon, and called out to the sky:

"Priss!"

"If you don't come out again, your mother won't be able to save you!"

The moment the words fell, a dark green flame jumped out of Victor's body, turning into a slender green light and rushing into the sky.

The figure of a girl slowly emerged from the flames.

That's Prisis.

She was dressed in a pitch-black gown, and her pale skin could be faintly discerned even if it was shrouded in ghostly fire.

The slender figure floated into the sky against the backdrop of the ghost fire.

The nobles looked at the familiar faces and exclaimed:

"Priss!?"

"That'..... Isn't that the dead daughter of Earl Laurien!? ”

If this soul is Prisis, then who is the person in the sky who has the body of Prisis?

Prisis was surrounded by a fierce green ghostfire that roamed in front of the bloodline that was about to complete its metamorphosis.

Her body floating in the air was illusory, and her long black skirt was raised.

But under the dress, it is empty.

She floated in front of the Bloodline, looking at the hideous monster in front of her, her eyes unwavering.

"Father, don't go on like this."

Prisis looked at the painful bloodline behind him and shouted:

"Are you trying to kill my mother completely!"

Hearing Prisis in the sky, all the nobles present were stunned.

They stared at the sky with a pair of hollow, stupid eyes.

What is it?

How did you get involved with Prishys's mother?

However, the Earl of Laurien's huge eyeballs were staring at the tiny Prisis.

An empty and low roar began to echo in the world around them:

"What do you understand?"

Prisis looked at the blood-colored pupils, and subconsciously showed a little fear.

But after a few seconds, she still glared at Laurien with a determined gaze, as if she was ready for the last realization.

"Then let me sacrifice."

"All the faults are on me, then I will die instead of my mother!"

"Father, it's up to me to stop you."

Earl Laurien's pupils widened suddenly, and his blood-colored pupils seemed to become extremely crazy.

Bloodshot quickly took over his huge pupils, as if he was crazy to the extreme.

"Good!"

"Since you want to save her, then I'll give you this chance!"

The moment the words fell, behind Prisis, the bloodline that was about to burst slowly stretched out his hand.

Scarlet's gaze was so strange that it seemed to engulf Prisis completely.

But when Priscis faced with this gaze, he was surprisingly undaunted.

She was fully conscious.

The Bloodline then grabbed Prisis by the shoulders.

For a moment, Prisis felt her soul under tremendous pressure, completely restrained in the air.

She felt that her soul was being devoured.

In this way, she can die in place of her mother?

But when she felt her consciousness gradually dim, and her body completely sank under the dead silence of the lake,

Suddenly, Prisis's violent scarlet eyes became unusually soft.

The violent scarlet in his eyes seemed to dim a little, and he gently embraced Prisis into his arms.

Accompanied by a few soul voices, they quietly echoed in her heart.

'Prisis. ’

'My, child. ’

Prissis' eyes widened, but her soul was too stiff to do anything.

I couldn't even say a word.

Suddenly, it was as if the blood was reversed.

Priss's body, which was about to burst, reintegrated with a large amount of blood under the blood moon.

At the same time, Count Laurean's distorted face showed a relieved smile

The huge body that covered the sky and the earth seemed to have unloaded 10,000 catties of weight and shrunk slightly.

Then, he looked up.

The blood in his mouth suddenly spurted out and soared into the sky.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth were pale.

The blood-colored sky was shattered, and all the blood-colored clouds scattered and shook away.

The attack struck the blood-colored moon hanging high in the sky, and the rifts instantly spread all over the scarlet.

In the next second, the round blood moon completely cracked, and crimson blood seemed to pour out of the sky, splashing out in all directions.

As if receiving some kind of signal, Victor immediately raised his staff.

Above the golden bird's head, a Libra phantom slowly emerged.

The scales were aimed at Count Laurien, and he weighed his good and evil.

A deep stream of blood was drawn from Count Laurien's body and floated down to the side of the tray of the scales.

The golden scales began to sway slightly, and finally stopped, while the side of the 'goodness' gently tilted downward.

At this moment, a little illusory golden aura seeped out from the scale.

With the breeze above the wheat field, a hazy silhouette of the human body is constructed.

A brilliant, broad golden yellow formation surged in the air, and the totem gradually revealed a bunch of golden ears of wheat.

A huge phantom of the monstrous sky slowly emerged.

It was a goddess with a garland on her head.

In her hands, she grasps a gleaming ear of wheat that gracefully appears on the golden wheat field.

With a kind and gentle smile, she looked at Count Laurean with a peaceful look in her bright eyes.

In an instant, the trench coat behind Victor trembled like a flame, bursting with a bright blazing light.

【Scorching Earth】

It was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, but the sun was slowly rising over the horizon.

It hung high in the sky, replacing the shattered Blood Moon from before.

Vast amounts of magic poured down into the sunlight, falling like golden raindrops on Count Laurean's tall body.

The sky instantly brightened, and the light of dawn illuminated the brilliant galaxy.

The golden waves of wheat swayed in the wind, reflecting the warm sunlight on everyone's faces.

Let everyone's eyes reflect the hope of tomorrow.

The divine light slowly spreads out from the sky, embracing every life present tightly.

The warmth floated again, as if the ice that had sunk in the ocean of 10,000 meters had melted together.

It was like countless blazing blades that shimmered with bright light, cutting through the turbid deep fog and slashing the soul fire together.

"It's noon—"

【Super Magic-A Parting Gift to the Mother Goddess of Abundance】