The protective shield constructed with the best staff was actually broken by a fist.

The gap of a full 17 levels can't even match that extreme swordsmanship.

Himself was defeated at the hands of such a nameless miscellaneous fish of a loose feudal lord state like Belmar?

Even Wiseman, accustomed to seeing countless visions and creating all kinds of surprises, felt like he was dreaming.

However, the smell of death coming from all over his body, the life that had been lost, made him clearly understand that this was not a dream, but a reality. The black-haired boy survived his three days and three nights of pursuit with great perseverance, and then realized some kind of powerful technique, and defeated himself with it.

Underestimated the enemy......

Played off.

The gutter capsized!

This is the judgment that Wiseman came to after calming down.

If he could do it all over again, he would definitely come up and let the female ghost swords take a defensive stance, while keeping himself at the best casting distance, using the Necromancer's powerful ranged fire and control skills to completely suppress Midi and then blast it to the slag. Instead of going to the front line with a big grin, and resisting Midi at such a close distance.

But there is no "if" in this world, so it was Midi Asrex who won in the end, and Wiseman Newton, who made most people in the Delos Empire hear, became a loser and a stepping stone.

However, if you lose, you will lose, and there will be a next time!

After a few seconds of struggle, Wiseman's state of mind quickly calmed down, just as after the Witch of the Mist escaped, he began to hunt down Midi with pleasure after a few seconds of frustration. Crazy people must have something extraordinary, otherwise it will be difficult to survive. And Wiseman's biggest characteristic lies in this pathological freedom.

As for the current situation, although it does seem miserable, for Wiseman, it is far from desperate. As a necromancer, Wiseman's understanding of life surpasses that of most famous priests, and he has left himself with many names.

One of them is the "soul transfer".

It's just a pity that this well-cultivated body is gone.

Thinking so regretfully, a strange smile appeared on the corner of the necromancer's mouth: "Midi Asrex, this time you won, but one day, we will meet again." ”

Provided, of course, that you can survive my worst general. Wiseman said arrogantly in his heart.

With these words, the necromancer's face began to distort, countless blood oozed from his perpetually squinted eyes, and smoke began to rise from all over his body, and the blood at the corners of his mouth evaporated from the heat.

However, Midi was prepared. The experience of his previous life made him very clear that Wiseman was definitely not an easy enemy to deal with, and this level of damage was unlikely to cause him to actually die. On the contrary, there are many famous adventurers who, after believing that they had dealt Wiseman a fatal blow, were violently counterattacked by carelessness, only to lose their lives instead.

Twenty years after being reborn, Midi certainly wouldn't make such a low-level mistake again.

At the moment when Wiseman first began to provoke, he didn't even need to think, he naturally lowered his posture and retreated.

Without the complacency and pride of killing a strong enemy, nor the joy and relaxation of the rest of his life, nor was there any confusion about Wiseman's cynical appearance when he was dying, Midi withdrew directly.

And just as Midi had just withdrawn less than ten meters away, the scenery around Wiseman suddenly became distorted by the sudden rise in heat, and orange-red tongues of fire emerged from the void, swimming in the boiling air like thin snakes, and soon formed a set of runes with indiscernible meanings, surrounding Wiseman.

A faint light flashed from the surface of the flame rune like a stream of water, and thousands of light particles quickly condensed towards the center from all directions, and in an instant, they converged into an extremely bright white dot, and an invisible but terrifying force first contracted inward, then expanded violently, and finally exploded silently!

The whole space trembled suddenly, and there seemed to be a second sun in the middle of the forest, and a dazzling bright light gushed out, followed by a huge roar that tore through the eardrums, and finally a scorching blast like a hammer, almost turning the entire area upside down.

Even if he escaped the range of the explosion at the first time, Midi was still blown out by the strong wind and rolled dozens of meters away, and his already scarred body was once again covered with several contusions and abrasions.

When he finally stabilized his body, he only saw a black mushroom cloud rising from the opposite side, and the place where he fought with Wiseman just now was now only a huge crater with a diameter of more than ten meters, in which there was only charred dust in addition to flames, like a crater churning lava.

It's over, right?

It's all blown up, there shouldn't be a next ambush, right?

Midi thought to herself. Even if he had comprehended the intent and destroyed the other person's body, Midi had to admit that Wiseman Newton was a formidable enemy among the great enemies, and in the previous life, he had never defeated the opponent, so he had to be cautious.

However, it is not the end of it.

In the woods, there was the rustle of leaves, the crisp sound of fallen leaves and dead branches being trampled, and the sound of three heavy footsteps coming from different directions.

Three female ghost swords, staggering towards Midi, like zombies, and like puppets manipulated by the string.

The blow just now destroyed their weapons, and even directly knocked the three of them out of the air, and if they were ordinary people, this level of impact was definitely a one-hit killing. However, they are not ordinary people, not even humans, and the terrifying resilience of the test subjects is still working, and pulling the female ghost swords back from the brink of death.

Wiseman had apparently given some kind of order before he blew himself up, and at this moment, the eyes of the three female ghost swords were flashing with a dangerous red light. And their original flesh was full of holes, but it was recovering at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, fixed at level 30, and even soaring!

Level 31, Level 32, Level 33......

It was only after reaching level 35 that I finally stopped.

This is no longer an exchange of life, this is completely burning life, like a gambler who has lost a red eye, desperately betting on the future.

At this moment, Midi has already played all the cards.

His left and right hands were a blur of flesh and blood, and he didn't listen to the call at all, but he was trembling vigorously. The amount of strength up and down the body has been drained in the three extreme uses, coupled with the squeezing of physical strength and energy for the previous three days and three nights, as well as the countless wounds left on the body in the continuous battles of all sizes, as well as the countless blood spilled, the current Midi, let alone standing up and running away, is already lucky not to lose consciousness.

Midi could only watch as the three level 35 female ghost swords approached.

This is a desperate situation, a desperate situation with no solution.

But Midi's eyes remained calm.

Because from the very beginning, he had made up his mind that he would never give in to fate, that he would defeat death, and then return to Fina and Alice.

Therefore, when the scythe of death came down again, he still faced it calmly.

His gaze swept over the ground littered with dead branches, fallen leaves, and stones, and then he saw one of the sharp, flat stones. So Midi took a few steps with difficulty, leaned down, bent down, and then took the stone in his mouth, adjusted it with his tongue, and bit it firmly with his teeth.

Can't use your hands?

And the mouth and teeth.

Can't move?

At least the consciousness is awake.

As long as the ego is still there, it must be fought.

The red-haired girl's smile and the dark-haired girl's face flashed in Midi's mind, and his eyes once again swelled with a determined light because of them.

In this life, I will never give up.

As if feeling the host's strong will, the ghost god in his left arm also trembled slightly at this moment.

Midi took a deep breath, feeling the scorching heat in the air enter his lungs and then flow to his limbs, and his heart burned slightly.

Come on.

Midi clenched the knife-like stone shard, and silently thought in his heart, like a cold stone statue, waiting for the three female ghost swords to stagger across the hundreds of meters.

He waited for the most rear, the most brutal, the most primitive, the pure battle for survival to begin.

He didn't know how much of a chance he had of winning, maybe even zero, but so what?

But it seems that the wrath of fate has finally reached the end of the crossbow at this moment.

Or is it Midi's perseverance that finally stepped out of the invisible cage at the end of the day.

The battle ended before it happened.

Hundreds of rays of light flew through the air, making a sharp sound in the air, like a blue rainbow, whistling over Midi's head, hitting the area where the female ghost swords were with incredible accuracy. Countless magic bullets poured down like a torrential rain, drowning the entire area in a violent explosion in an instant.

At the same time, countless demonic vines suddenly rose in front of Midi, and they quickly crossed each other, instantly weaving into an incomparably solid wall, like a group of incomparably loyal guards, guarding Midi behind him.

Then, there was the sound of running footsteps in the wind.

Midi turned her head with difficulty, and then saw the conspicuous red hair, followed by a waterfall of black hair.

Fina was the first to rush to Midi's side.

The red-haired girl saw Midi's tragic condition at a glance, saw the wounds all over his body, his bloody hands, his tired expression, his pale face, chapped lips, and ...... The ridiculous-looking piece of stone in his mouth.

This guy!

Fina suddenly felt her chest suffocate, and her heart felt as if she had been stabbed by something, and it hurt very much.

It's all on this, are you still working so hard?

It's no longer a question of whether or not you are afraid of death or not whether you have fighting spirit, right? In other words, no matter how heroic you are, I am afraid that all you can do is to stand proudly, with an unyielding attitude and fearless eyes, calmly welcoming the arrival of death.

But Midi no, he would rather fight like this ugly, ridiculous, stupid, and no chance of winning than give up.

How hard does it take! How can anyone do this and still persevere?

For a moment, Fina didn't know what to say, for the past three days and three nights, so many words and so many words in her heart, so many thoughts, had been left behind when she saw Midi.

The red-haired girl just wanted to hug the boy in front of her.

So, she didn't hesitate to do so.

A faint fragrance came, a soft touch, a warm body temperature, and Fina threw herself into Midi's arms, hiding her face in front of Midi's chest, and then didn't move, only the dazzling red hair, still dangling in Midi's eyes.

Is this a dream?

Midi thought in a trance.

The relationship between himself and Fina is indeed very iron, and the bond has deepened, but it has nothing to do with love, even if it is ambiguous, there are not many. On the one hand, the time is too short, on the other hand, there are not many opportunities left between the two people, and most of the time, the teenager and the girl have to face one battle after another that must be won.

But now, why did you hug it?

Midi couldn't figure it out.

A girl's heart, a needle at the bottom of the sea. This is not something that can be figured out by being born again.

So Midi simply didn't think much about it, just felt it wholeheartedly, embracing this real Fina of herself. Feel her breath, her softness, the touch of her skin, the weight of her body, the strength of her arms, her smooth red hair, and her regular, undulating breathing.

It's worth it, it's worth it, it's worth it! It's worth it, it's worth it!

Midi shouted in her heart, and on her face, which had always been calm and indifferent, a smirk full of sunshine suddenly appeared.

The pain, the exhaustion, the restlessness, the anger and so on were all gone.

With this hug, enough is enough.

However, the good times were short-lived.

After hugging for a while, a pair of ruthless hands forcibly separated the two.

Who is it who comes to disturb me so uninterestingly at this time, and is looking for death?

Midi was furious, and when he spit it out of his mouth, he swept it with a cold gaze.

The next moment, Midi's gaze collided with Alice's even colder gaze. Midi immediately turned her head stiffly, avoiding the Misty Witch's almost soul-piercing gaze.

"What are you doing!" Fina cried out at once, her tone full of anger.

"I'm going to be treated, you get out of the way. Alice said coldly, with a cold snowflake in her tone.

As if to add weight to the words, the Misty Witch immediately summoned an emerald green plant. The plant took root instantly, and then bloomed six pale golden petals, and from the petals, a faint light erupted, making Midi feel comfortable, and her physical strength and energy immediately began to slowly recover, and the criss-crossing wounds on her body began to heal gradually.

This scene made the Magic Bullet Queen, who had always been extremely arrogant, only swallow back the rebuttal that came to her mouth. It's just that Fina's gaze will not show any weakness, and it is like a sword blade stabbing at Alice.

Alice narrowed her eyes as well, glaring back with a cold gaze.

The two girls started a new round of competition.

Midi sat between the two, very clever and silently receiving the treatment, silently and silently, without saying a word, like a stone statue.

Just kidding, you're going to die worse than being caught by Wiseman.

However, in the eyes of the large number of people who arrived, Midi was now in heaven. On one side, the pearl of the Duchy of Belmar, the daughter of the Hamilton family, and on the other side, the master of the forest, a mysterious witch who controls the elven tribe. Men do their part, that's really speechless.

And at this moment, the confrontation between Fina and Alice has also invisibly formed an aura that no one can enter. Moreover, the effect of Alice's healing summoning beast "Emerald Narcissus" is really extraordinary, and there is no need for others to worry about it.

Disperse the formation and immediately begin searching for the three enemies, while carefully ambushing. Klasty glanced at a man and two women in the middle, and began to give orders without squinting, but the voice of his command was very soft.

"Ring array, protect Young Master Midi. Butland said and began to set up in a proper manner. It's just that this formation is a bit too big, and the nearest guard is more than a hundred meters away from Midi, as if he doesn't want to disturb the three people in the middle.

It is also possible that it is the survival instinct that makes these battle-hardened soldiers dare not bother.

"Midi, that bastard, I know the way, I know the way!" Lillian muttered to herself, staring at Midi for a long time with a murderous look, and her little face suddenly bulged. But at the end, the Blue Fist Holy Envoy collapsed his narrow shoulders as if giving up, and sighed in resignation.

"All in all, let it be. Sigmund patted his partner on the shoulder, looking at the girls in the confrontation, but the corners of his mouth showed a wicked smile, "But then, that kid will be very hard, as the saying goes, you can't chew too much." ”

The Asrex family troops, the Nightblade Leopard Cavalry, and Fina's personal guards, everyone's eyes swept over the three of them unintentionally, intentionally, or very concernedly, however, the boys and girls were unaware.

In other words, there is nothing else in the eyes except the other person.

"Welcome home. The confrontation with Alice ended, which was Finah's first words to Midi.

The red-haired girl's eyes flashed with joy.

"Welcome back. Alice added in a low voice, and the originally cold tone seemed extremely soft and pleasant at this moment, like music.

"I'm back. Midi said, nodding at the two of them, smiling again.

Just like it was back then.

The morning sun of dawn sprinkled golden bits of brilliance at this moment, falling on the boys and girls like warm gauze clothes.

This is the dawn that belongs to the trio.

This is a victory for the trio.