I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 67 Dying

"Bang, bang bang!"

The tip of the spear hit the barrier constructed by magic again and again, and a strong shock came from the palm of his hand, making Lancelot's arm numb.

In five minutes, Lancelot had slashed countless times, but the magic barrier remained motionless, and the sharp war gun failed to even leave a scratch on the surface of the barrier.

"Damn it," the boy's hands couldn't stop shaking. He couldn't figure out why the war gun that could easily pierce the ice wolf's body was unable to do anything with this translucent barrier.

"Lancelot..." At this moment, Lilith opened her eyes in a daze, sighed, waved weakly towards the boy, and said in a weak tone: "It's useless, Lancelot, there is only magic."

Only then can we untie it.”

"No, there must be another way!" Lancelot looked at the haggard-looking girl with a heartbroken heart.

Lancelot stopped what he was doing and thought quickly in his mind: He knew the meaning of Lilith's words. Brutal force alone could not break the barrier, only magic could work.

But the only spell that Lancelot mastered was the space magic that Lilith taught him yesterday at the Lake in the Heart of the Tree, and it was obviously of no use.

"Wait!" Lancelot looked at the eye-catching red circle on the snow, as if he suddenly thought of something.

Lancelot put the war gun aside, then squatted down and aimed his palm at the aperture.

"Er!" The boy recited the spell of space magic word by word, and a faint green light immediately glowed in his palm.

A green light was seen spreading like flowing liquid in the gloomy space. In less than ten seconds, the surface of the red aperture was quickly covered with a green halo.

At the same time, tiny cracks began to appear on the surface of the barrier, accompanied by a sizzling sound.

Lilith, who heard the strange noise, opened her eyes with difficulty again. She saw the boy half-kneeling on the ground, with green magic power pouring out of his hands.

"Lancelot, why is he kneeling on the ground? Could it be that he wants to..." A trace of fear appeared on Lilith's tired face.

That's right, what Lancelot wants to do at this time is to use space magic to absorb all the magical energy on the barrier into a different space.

When the energy disappears, the barrier will naturally break down.

Lilith was not only amazed by Lancelot's unheard-of bold attempt, but also marveled at the magic power flowing out of the boy's hands.

A wizard apprentice who has never learned magic actually contains such profound magic power in his body!

And Lilith discovered that when the magic power gushing out of Lancelot's body touched the red circle, it was not swallowed up by the magic barrier like her magic power, and a very violent rejection reaction occurred between the two!

The person who set up this magic barrier in advance was obviously a wizard with high magic power.

Lilith had tried to use magic power to break the barrier before, but her magic power was quickly absorbed by the barrier and had no effect at all.

It stands to reason that the same thing should happen to Lancelot's magic when it comes into contact with the barrier, but instead of disappearing, the light green magic power erodes the magic barrier inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"This is incredible." Although Lancelot's method of using space magic to forcibly absorb the magic barrier was contrary to common sense, the effect was very significant.

Lancelot focused all his attention on his hands. He felt that his high body temperature was gradually dropping, and his breathing began to become difficult.

Of course the boy didn't know that in fact space magic could only transfer objects with actual forms. At his wits' end, he came up with this method that was completely unfeasible in theory.

"Very good, if this continues, Lilith will be rescued soon!" Lancelot saw a hint of joy on his face as he saw the light green magic power swallowing up the red magic barrier inch by inch.

The blue of the sky is gradually fading away, replaced by lifeless gray, the snow is much weaker than before, and the biting cold wind has gradually stopped.

It's going to be daybreak.

Two minutes later, Lilith found that the red light around her had completely disappeared, and the magic barrier had really been transferred to a different space by Lancelot!

Lilith pushed herself up with difficulty with her arms and looked up at Lancelot's extremely haggard face.

At this time, she noticed that the light green magic power flowing out from the boy's palm quickly flowed back into his body.

Lilith's gaze turned behind Lancelot. The snow was a mess, with the mutilated corpses of ice wolves everywhere, and the flying flesh and blood hanging on the nearby trees.

"Lancelot, watch your back!" Lilith suddenly shouted to Lancelot.

Upon hearing this, Lancelot quickly looked back, not noticing anything unusual. He asked strangely: "Lilith, what are you doing?"

"Bang!" Before he could finish his words, the boy felt an indescribable huge impact hitting his chest! In an instant, he flew backwards and then fell heavily on the snow.

"Ouch!" A giant ice wolf that was three meters long appeared in front of Lilith. It let out a shrill howl, seeming to be mourning its dead companion.

Lilith shouted like crazy. She saw Lancelot, who was safe and sound a second ago, lying in a pool of blood. Tears flowed out uncontrollably. The boy was already dying.

The girl looked at the warg that suddenly appeared in front of her with horror on her face. Although Lilith had just sensed the danger, she could not see the warg's movements at all.

Even though Lancelot was besieged by a pack of wolves before and managed to escape the predicament without any danger, he was so vulnerable in front of the ferocious wargs!

The warg's blood-red eyes were fixed on Lilith, but he made no further moves, as if he was not in a hurry to kill the two of them.

It squatted in place, like a strictly trained dog, waiting for its owner to give orders.

Lilith knew that death was only a matter of time, and that all this could only be attributed to her own willfulness. The girl lay on the snow, crawled hard to the place where Lancelot fell, and murmured with her chapped lips slightly open.

One sentence.

"Lancelot, I'm sorry."

Lilith crawled to Lancelot's side. She saw that the boy's face was stained with blood, and snowflakes fell on his messy silver hair, which instantly merged with the turbid blood.

"Lancelot, it turns out you are not dead. This is so great!" Lilith lifted Lancelot's head and placed it on her lap. She was surprised to find that the boy was still breathing.

However, what worries Lilith is that Lancelot's body temperature is extremely high, almost to the point of being hot to the touch, and he may die of severe lack of water soon.

The warg a few meters away was still staring at the two of them coldly, but the ice wolf seemed a little impatient at this time, circling around in circles, obviously unable to restrain himself and wanting to eat the prey in front of him.

Lilith had no strength at all, let alone the ability to gather magic power to resist.

She could only gently stroke Lancelot's forehead and wait quietly for death to come.

(End of chapter)