As soon as this thought came to him, Lance's consciousness immediately pursued it.

Entering the world realm of the Eternal Vial, his consciousness was condescending, looking down on this world from a bird's-eye view.

He could see the purple ocean below, and it was rising with waves and waves. The islands shook, as if a deep-sea beast was roaring.

The four rays of light didn't fly fast, and Lance's consciousness immediately intercepted them

The three of Landry are all in a state of coma and stiffness at this moment, and it is gratifying that Lance can still feel a kind of vitality from them.

"Get them out of here!"

Lance shouted at the mountain, "You can take this bottle." ”

This is a temptation, but also a choice out of desperation. Because although this bottle is his, it is clear that the mysterious power in the bottle is not completely controlled by him.

He vaguely felt that the bottle was conscious.

This consciousness did not allow the Eternal Vial to harm Lance, and he made a deal with him - a mist demon in exchange for a large number of shadow particles, which made Lance's magic level increase by leaps and bounds. In short, Lance thinks that the consciousness in this bottle is at least sane.

If there is something sensible, it is often possible to talk about it.

Lance's voice rang out, and the four rays of light suddenly slowed down and froze in mid-air.

On the high mountain in the distance, a figure suddenly appeared, dressed in a black robe, in front of Lance.

"You shouldn't be here......" The black robe's voice was very strange, a strange mechanical sound. It was as if there was a translator who translated his words into lingua franca.

Seeing this black-robed man, somehow, Lance had a vague sense of intimacy in his heart.

This intimacy came very suddenly, but when he felt that the other party's body was filled with dense shadow particles, he knew the source of his intimacy.

"Are you the owner of the Vial?"

Lance asked curiously.

It was the first time that the Vial had responded to his voice, and it made him somewhat hopeful that something would happen next. He was amazed by the power contained in the Vial, and it would be pure self-deception to say that he didn't care about the power at all. In fact, Lance was still eager to gain access to the true power of the Vial of Eternity.

"You are the master of the Eternal Vial. The black robe replied stiffly, "I am the spirit in the bottle, and I have been sleeping all the time." Every forty-nine days. I woke up once. ”

"Is it luck?" Lance thought to himself, "I'm the owner of this bottle, why can't I completely control this bottle?" and can I learn more about this bottle?"

"Now is not the time. The black robe said lightly: "Your strength is far from enough, although you are the owner of the bottle." But at the moment you are not eligible for more information. ”

"Are the three of them your friends? I can let them go. But next time. That's not going to happen anymore. Because the bottle needs more life...... Powerful beings, demons, devils, star beasts...... Everything that is vigorous is the best tonic for the bottle. And the bottle got these things. It's good for you too, and you should understand that. ”

Lance nodded thoughtfully. He couldn't get any more information, but as of now, he at least understood what the Equal needed.

"Get out of here, your consciousness is too fragile for any random storm to destroy it. ”

With a wave of the black-robed hand, the three Landry immediately disappeared above the purple ocean.

Lance shouted, "Please wait!"

The black robe still said in a mechanical tone: "What else is going on?"

"Can I take a look at you?" Lance's tone was a little strange, and in fact, he felt a little embarrassed when he said this, because he couldn't understand why he suddenly had such a thought.

He looked at the black-robed man, and the feeling of intimacy intensified, and his heart strongly wanted to see the face under the black veil.

The black robe was silent for a moment, as if it was strange that Lance would make such a request.

He hesitated for a moment, then finally removed the veil.

In the next second, Lance's breathing suddenly froze, and his eyes widened!

The black robe waved his hand: "You saw it, let's go now!"

In an instant, Lance's consciousness was bounced out by a powerful force!

......

Outside the bottle, Lance sat in a daze, still holding the Eternal Vial tightly in his hand.

On the grass beside him, three figures lay vaguely. He looked at the three of them, checked them, and made sure that none of them were in danger of life, and then let out a long sigh.

He tried to calm his mind, but that glance just now really shocked him!

"This guy ...... Why do you look exactly like me!?"

He had a strange feeling in his heart. Why did the shadow particles that emerged in the bottle of eternity match your physique so well? Why did the black robe that gave you an unprecedented sense of intimacy look exactly like you? Did you really get this bottle by accident in the rat's nest in the puppet city?

If all this is a coincidence, it is too coincidental!

Although Lance was a chip salesman in his previous life, he still knew the basic probability. Vaguely, he seemed to sense something.

Going through this kind of thing is a very unbelievable thing in itself. Previously, Lance had not had time to think about this question, and when the various coincidences about the Eternal Bottle surfaced, he suddenly became intrigued by the question.

However, now is not the time to deal with this issue.

He stood up and put the Eternal Vial away. Then he threw the hair of the witch Daredevil and another thing she had left behind, a blurry mirror, into a nearby stream.

It's not that Lance doesn't have a desire for treasures, it's that he feels like he has these two things by his side. It's just too dangerous. God knows if the Witch of the Dao Dao has attached a special spell to it, and what he killed is only the clone of the night demon, not the main body, so he must be careful.

What's more, the treasures of the witches may not be effectively driven by Lance's knowledge and magic. Although spells and witchcraft are both mystical powers, they are very different in nature.

......

The fighting in the church became more and more noisy, and the multicolored lights flashed continuously, and at least two walls had been torn down. Rumbling sounded continuously, in the heat of battle. The abandoned chapel finally collapsed. Several shadows flashed out of it.

"We're going to have to go over and help. A faint voice rang out behind Lance.

The barbarian wizard Sacra has a special physique. But it's the first one to wake up.

Lance shook his head: "It's not us, it's me." The two of them need your care. ”

"But......" The barbarian wizard was stunned for a moment, but when he saw the resolute look on Lance's face, he finally nodded.

"Get them out of here. Find a safe place. Dora's side. I'm going to help her. Lance said.

Let's talk about it. He adjusted his breathing and ran quickly towards the battlefield.

At the same time, Sacra also hugged Landry and Valerie left and right. Run in the direction of the White City. Lance was right, these two men were currently unconscious, too vulnerable, and it was too dangerous to stay near the church.

After the church fell, only four figures escaped from it.

One of them was Dora, and the other two, two women, respectively, and a seriously wounded Templar.

Lance didn't get too close. He had already taken off all his clothes and turned on the sub-chip [Chameleon].

Under the cover of night, the chameleon's strength is maximized. His body blended into the wilderness, and no one noticed his approach.

"Although Lao Tzu has no magic power for the time being, he still has a sub-chip!"

As he approached, he observed the situation on the battlefield.

Judging from the situation, Dora seems to be a little bad - this is unexpected by Lance, as a second-level wizard, even if he has just been promoted, he should not be so weak when facing a magician.

It is common sense that wizards have an absolute advantage over magicians.

"Well, she's still injured? It seems that this time she is not an ordinary small character. Could it be an elite magician?"

Nestled behind a half-dead poplar tree, Lance looked at Dora in some surprise.

On her right foot, a layer of white flame burned, and although this flame was quickly disposed of by Dora, there was still a burnt yellow mark on her white ankle.

"Unexpectedly, you turned out to be the chosen ...... of the goddess of the moon qin"

Dora clenched the dagger in her hand, and there was a hint of shock in her eyes: "Is it worth it to have five [Holy Sacrifice] Templars with devout beliefs in a row, just to let me suffer a little injury?"

"It's worth it, of course it's worth it. ”

Under the moonlight, the beautiful woman in white smiled lightly: "I didn't expect that this time it was actually a second-level wizard who was against our temple. You're fast, and your space spells are elusive, so I can't catch you without leaving a little imprint of divine fire on you. ”

"So you sacrificed five of your men?" Dora scoffed, "The magicians are a stupid and arrogant bunch, even more indifferent than us wizards. ”

"They died as they deserved. The woman in white said, "Their souls will ascend to the realm of Elysium, and they deserve it." ”

"Miss Lan, don't talk so much to such unbelievers!" the mortally wounded Templar stood up.

"My brothers have completed their mission, and now, it's my turn," he said with a frenzied face. ”

"Please make the most of my flesh and clear all obstacles for the great goddess!"

A hint of pity and helplessness flashed in Dora's eyes: "Ignorant fanatic......"

A look of compassion appeared on the face of the woman in white: "Temo, your bravery will be remembered by the goddess. ”

"If you voluntarily give your body, your soul will ascend to heaven after death. ”

"Now, please burn yourself!"

Under Arashi's inducements, the Templar roared and tore off his shirt.

On his chest, a half-moon shaped rune was clearly visible. At the top of the rune, a small flame suddenly appeared.

The flames ignited in an instant, and the Templar wailed in pain, but he gritted his teeth and stood there, letting the flames engulf him.

Seeing this scene, Lance couldn't help but feel a little chilled. It's terrifying to believe in such a thing.

Still smiling calmly, Arashi slowly walked over to the flaming Templar and reached out her white right hand.

In an instant, her right hand slammed into the back of the Templar's neck!

The anguished samurai let out even more miserable cries.

Arashi mercilessly used his strength to pull out his spine entirely!

In an instant, the blood rushed wildly and sparks flew out!

"Ah......h

The fire burned him to ashes.

And his spine was held in Lan's hand, and under the forging of white flames, it turned into a white bone sword burning with flames in the blink of an eye!

"In the name of the goddess of the moon, I grant you the fate of judgment. ”

She looked at Dora coldly and said. (To be continued......)