This was originally the ninth ring magic of the necromantic faction, but at this time, Kylelius silently activated it as if he knew everything about him.

Even as a great magician, I can't do it, so it's as easy as a trick to perform a nine-ring magic trick like this." Looking at the spectacle that any magician in front of him would be intoxicated by, Lelouch felt infinite emotion in his heart.

This is not a very esoteric magic, at least for Lelouch who has learned to reach the theoretical level of a great magician, this kind of magic is not profound.

But the ring position of Kylelius itself makes this magic trick that Lelouch can now grasp with his hands is so incredible.

So much so that he forgot that he was in the middle of a battle and that the magic of the enemy in front of him was facing him.

His infinite love for magic and his fanatical pursuit made Lelouch unable to extricate himself from this miraculous magic scene.

His soul told him that there was only one thing he had to do now, even if it wasn't the most important thing at all, and it was also a very deadly thing, but he did it as if he were following his instincts.

Magic itself is a miracle in the world, and what is unfolding in front of him now is a miracle of miracles.

'No miracle has ever been achieved by a magician, and it has been achieved on a magician of the Eighth Ring, Majesty Misterfeld, how unfair you are!' Lelouch raised his head slightly, looking at the empty sky.

The complicated smile on his face made it impossible to distinguish what was in his heart at this time, like a martyr's expression. People can't help but feel sad or moved when they see it.

Under the darkness of magic, the white light in Leluxiu's hand gradually dissipated, and the originally strange and vibrant eyes became a little dull at this time.

Although there is no visible change in appearance, at least the fatal scars are absolutely none. However, everyone knows that Lelouch at this time is not far from the end of his lifeline.

"Although your healing faction's magic skills are very high, you must have obtained all the true inheritances of Headmaster Dumbledore. However, the cast time of high-end magic spells like 'Reincarnation and Rebirth' is still hard, and this magic is used in battle. It's all the way to die......"

Look at the strong body. Lelouch, who was thin but still tenacious and persevering, said as Keerlius slowly approached step by step.

The white magic light in Leluxiu's hand just now was the resurrection magic of the ninth ring of the healing system, reincarnated and reborn.

As a nine-ring magic. His preparation time is very long.

Of course. It's not that he takes a long time to cast a spell because it's a nine-ring magic. After all, it is still very easy for a great magician to perform a nine-ring magic, at least not more difficult than to cast a seven-eight-ring magic.

Just look at the 'energy absorption technique' that Keerlius performed just now, although the concealment and fluency are much stronger. But it's also due to the traces of the Necromantic faction that Penisian left in his magic circuit.

The 'Reincarnation and Rebirth', which is also a nine-ring magic, should not have required a longer preparation time than the 'Energy Absorption Technique' of the same level.

After all, Lelouch is also a 'great magician' of the healing faction, although he is only a 'great magician' in theoretical knowledge.

The reason for this is just because this is a rare resurrection type magic, so the requirements are very strict when preparing, just like Lelouch just now, he can't hide his magic fluctuations when he casts the spell, and he doesn't even refute moving his body drastically, so he can only stand in place like a target.

This is one of the reasons why Kylelius sarcastically mocked him, after all, when his 'legendary' opponent has not yet lost his combat effectiveness, even under the protection of heavenly creatures, he should not be so careless in exposing himself to danger.

"Pride, but a great sin!" said Kellius, who no one could understand, and then he cut off Lelouch's head with all his might, and looked at the blood gushing out like a fountain in front of him, and Kelelius stood there calmly with his silver battle axe held alof.

It's just that this tranquility is like a drop of water thrown into boiling oil, making the battlefield violent.

It's just a one-sided rage.

Witnessing the death of his friend, Suzaku's equally handsome face suddenly appeared with indescribable sadness and pain.

The desperate truth made him unacceptable for a while.

It's just that he is a knight who is about to enter a legend, and although the heavy wounds cannot be healed, they can definitely be suppressed temporarily.

"Leluxiu ......" The deep voice made Suzaku, who was bowing his head at this time, suddenly become extremely terrifying, "Your favorite sister Nanali, just leave it to me with confidence, I will approach my full strength and take care of her!"

Having sworn in the name of the contract knight, an infinite divine light suddenly enveloped this young knight who was only a little famous in the empire.

Grief and holiness are intertwined, like messengers of the gods in heaven, who came to earth with a solemn mission to spread the glory of God to the suffering people.

"I actually became a god at this time, and it seems that it is impossible to tell whether the act of killing Lelouch and C.C just now is right or wrong......" Kelelius thought with a wry smile in his heart.

A talented person who was originally a quasi-grand knight, after gaining the favor of the true gods, the strength of Kylelius could not be imagined at all.

"Probably like that Black Carty of the Throne," Kyrlius muttered to himself, ...... whisper.

However, just when Kellius was worried about this sudden variable, someone was already preparing to strangle it in the cradle.

"Before you have fully accepted the divine power of the contract knight, I will send you to the abyss of hell to confess your sins!" the crazy shout resounded in everyone's ears, and the familiar voice became terrifying at this time.

The one-armed vampire female prince, with her scarlet eyes open in anger at this time, rushed towards Suzaku who was shrouded in divine light with endless resentment and anger.

The gift of the arm made of blood turned into countless lines at this time, and instantly enveloped the knight who was still motionless.

"Go to hell and repent of your disrespect to your master, sinner!" Silas said with a sinister grin.

But it wasn't the answer she wanted, and she didn't strictly want to hear any at all. I just want to experience what it's like to kill my opponent.

But the results were somewhat unexpected. (To be continued......)