Clash of Clans Lord System

"Lord Femis, hold it back!" With a high level of concentration, a trace of sweat broke out on Louis' forehead. Under such a high purity of magic, Louis has never tried to control the magic in his body so seriously and vigorously. After all, under normal circumstances, Louis can perfectly control the direction of the magic with just one thought.

However, the level of sophistication this time does not allow Louis to be as casual as before, because if Louis' magic power is even slightly out of control, it may directly cause the magic power in Femisi's body to explode, and then all efforts will be in vain.

Severe pain, when the magic crystal fragments between her eyebrows began to be included in Louis' magic storm, Femis suddenly felt an unbearable pain in her head. In an instant, countless cold sweats broke out all over her body, and her entire face He turned pale instantly.

But Femis reached the level of a great magician at the age of more than thirty years old, and even became the chief court magician. Her perseverance is by no means comparable to that of ordinary people. So even though it was so unbearable, Femis still gritted her teeth and held on.

And she must not faint at this moment. Once she faints, the magic power in her body will immediately lose control and explode without any possibility of recovery.

"Ten percent!" Louis concentrated on controlling the magic storm, while on the other side, Minnie endured the cold air bursting out of Femis' body and carefully poured the healing spell potion from her fingers into Femis's mouth.

The healing spell potion flowed into Femis's body and began to treat the damage caused by the violent magic at this moment, but even so, Femis's body still became paler and paler.

"Oops, I really underestimated the damage caused when grinding the magic crystal fragments! The therapeutic effect produced by the third-level healing spell potion is still not enough! And angels can only heal external injuries and have little effect on internal injuries. Now What should we do!" There was a trace of anxiety in Louis' closed pupils.

At this time, Louis suddenly felt a gentle warm wind blowing around him.

"Dead wood rejuvenates!" But at this moment, August's fingers flashed with an emerald light, and magic like a few leaves flew into Femis's body. After a while, Femis's expression began to relax. Come.

"Magical wood magic!" Louis felt relieved and began to control the magic storm.

"Twenty percent...fifty percent...one hundred percent!"

"Boom!" All the magic crystal fragments were ground into fine powder by Louis' magic storm. The magic power in Femis' body completely lost control and began to explode instantly.

This was the most critical moment. Louis poured another bottle of holy water to replenish the magic power and then shouted: "Mr. Doctor, help me start compressing the magic power in Femis' body!"

In an instant, the magic storm was dispersed by Louis and quickly wrapped around Femis's body. August cooperated with Louis' magic to slowly compress the magic power rioting in Femis' body, and then forced it into submergence. Awake.

"It's the last critical moment, we have to start to condense the magic crystal again!" This step is the most important step. After this battle, Femis's strength will definitely drop significantly, although the foundation is still that of a great magician. It's just that the magic level may be reduced to the level of a magician or a magic apprentice.

Of course, this is not important. Femis's foundation is still there, and it will be very easy to rebuild her. Even if Femis is willing to sign a master-slave contract with Louis, Louis can also use holy water to help her practice, so that Femis's body The magic power will be more solid, and the strength will be much stronger than before after reconstruction.

But the main task at the moment is to help Femis maintain her foundation.

Louis manipulated the magic force vigorously to continuously force the magic power in Femis' body to enter her eyebrows. With the help of August's magic power behind him, Louis felt a little relaxed, but the last step of compression was still very difficult.

"It must succeed! Lady Femis, this requires the help of your will!"

"Condensation!" Under huge pressure, Louis has used all his strength. Although the quality and grade of his magic power are high enough, after all, he is only the strength of a five-star magician and is still far from the level of a great magician. Therefore, during the compression process, A large amount of magic power escaped, although in the end, under the control of Femis' own will, a little bit was finally retained.

But even so, after the last new magic crystal was formed, Femis's strength had regressed to the level of a ten-star magic apprentice.

The opportunity to cultivate one's body returned to the beginning, but Femis was not depressed at all. On the contrary, she was very excited at this moment. She originally thought she was going to die, but she didn't expect that there would be a sudden turn of events.

After waiting for Louis to take back his magic power, Femis suddenly straightened up and sat on the hospital bed and hugged Louis.

"Thank you!" Femis said quietly in Louis' ear.

"It's me who should thank you. You became like this because of Ruolin City. I, Louis, must avenge my vengeance and repay my kindness!" Louis was in the early stages of dressing up when his head suddenly sank and he fainted on Femis's side. In arms.

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On the other side of the gray sea is the Miracle Continent, the main hall of the Holy City of the Holy See of Light.

In a remote manor, Pope Creju looked at the headless corpse lying in the crystal coffin with an expressionless face.

"The most loyal believer of the God of Light was abandoned by the God?" A trace of darkness suddenly appeared on Kriju, who was dressed in brilliance, and the staff of light in his hand suddenly began to buzz and tremble.

Kriju tightened the staff in his hand tightly, with a trace of violent anger in his eyes. At this moment, the staff began to resist violently, and the body of the staff suddenly produced a biting heat. Kriju couldn't hold it anymore and let go instantly. The staff of light turned into a stream of light and flew out.

"Asshole!" Kriju punched the crystal coffin, "Why is that! Where is Uther! Where is Cyril! Why don't they come back!"

"Don't you know why you didn't come back? Don't you know what your son has done over the years? I'm afraid they are both disappointed with you and the Holy See of Light." In the darkness, a gray air appeared out of thin air.

"What are you doing here? Are you looking at my joke?" An old man with a dull and sullen face suddenly appeared behind Kriju. Kriju did not turn around to look at him, but his tone was full of murderous intent. , as if he saw an enemy.

"Why are you so indifferent? The two of us have been rivals for hundreds of years. It's time for us to reconcile!" The old man showed a stiff smile, which looked very strange.

"Old zombie, we are opposites, and we can never reconcile!" Kriju said with a gloomy look.

"Really?" The old man chuckled: "Even the Scepter of Light has left you, why are you still so loyal to the God of Light? What if I can resurrect your son? Will you work with me?"

"What!"

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