The Endless Shuttle

"As long as you are fine, everyone in YuWang has the power to increase."

Luo Pei casually threw a ball of flames and burned the handwritten notes to prevent Sakura from being tempted to read it again in the future.

"Next time, if you want to learn magic, just ask brother directly. Never get involved with that green-haired big sister again. It's very dangerous."

"Um!"

Nothing happened. After finishing his lecture, Luo Pei stretched his waist and walked towards another house next to him—it was time to prepare for Irisviel's soul stripping.

As everyone knows, after Luo Pei left, Sakura sneakily took out a piece of paper for drawing from under the bed, on which the Chinese written by Luo Pei was crookedly recorded.

Verbatim!

Sakura actually brought over that copy of Luo Pei's handwritten copy completely.

"...I need to study Chinese well in the future. If I can use the same magic tricks as Brother Luo Pei, then my brother will definitely treat me as a real family member."

She muttered in a low voice, her eyes full of determination.

"Absolutely, I won't let my brother abandon me!"

——

In the next room, Irisviel fell asleep again in order to save unnecessary consumption. Saber was like a knight protecting the queen, sitting beside her with a straight figure, without the slightest slack expression.

Mistake, she was originally the King of Knights.

"Are you ready?" Luo Pei came to him and looked at the silver-haired lady lying down.

"The process should be very painful. When the time comes, Saber, you will help me hold Irisviel's body. I don't want to fail because of this situation."

"Irisviel is ready."

Saber gently brushed the hair from Sleeping Beauty's forehead, and said seriously.

"She wants to live, and wants to live a happy life with her daughter Ilya, so please Luo Pei, please don't fail."

"Success is the accumulation of perfect preparations." Luo Pei smiled confidently. "The thing I'm best at is pulling all favorable conditions to myself. Of course, there is no reason to fail."

"Um."

Saber nodded, then said.

"Do you need me to liberate Avalon? Is it a little bit helpful?"

"No, once something like enchantment is unfolded in her body, it will get in the way."

Lope lifted her quilt, and Irisviel was wearing the red coat and white skirt she brought out from Einzbern Castle, while the boots and warm pants on her legs were removed by Saber because they were in the way, revealing a delicate Yuzu.

"It's really like a life-sized doll, if you can love it wantonly..."

"Rope!"

"...It's just pure praise."

Reining in his mind, Luo Pei completely rolled up the sleeve of his left hand.

On the strong arm, R'lyeh's magic pattern seemed to be disturbed, and it slowly flowed towards his heart, returning to his smooth skin.

"——!"

——That is the scene of the banquet of the gods, and it is also the frantic raving of the unclean gods.

The incomprehensible incantation reached Saber's ears.

Then in her sight, 'grey' began to spread.

Under the sound of the mysterious incantation, starting from Luo Pei's fingertips, it slowly rose to the wrist, and was replaced by gray horny skin. And the covered part turned into a dry, frightening hand of the undead, constantly rising black air, just like the left hand of the god of death.

Luo Pei felt the power of the undead hand to make sure that he did not mistake the spell.

Who knew, with just that pinch, the piercing pain was transmitted along his nerves to the brain, making him almost unable to stand still.

"It hurts to death... The magic power of "Necronomicon" is not compatible with the improved body of "R'lyeh Text"..."

Hissing, Luo Pei didn't waste any time, and directly covered Irisviel's Opie—I mean his chest.

It sank slowly, like the surface of a lake.

found it! Irisviel's soul...

Luo Pei raised his eyebrows, and the other unmutated hand pressed against Irisviel's forehead, and the magic power originating from himself began to invade her brain.

——Memory, character, completely stripped.

During this time, he carefully bypassed the core of the Holy Grail made by the Einzbern family, and he didn't dare to touch it, for fear of making a mistake and directly GG.

confirm! strip!

"Ahhhhhhhhh!!"

The severe pain awakened Irisviel from her slumber, and let out a miserable cry. Her hands and feet were also driven by the protective instinct of the human body, struggling.

Chapter 88: The success of stripping and the identity of Saber

At this time, Saber fulfilled her mission very responsibly, gently pressed Irisviel with both hands, and firmly fixed her on the bed, unable to move.

The pain of stripping the soul is unimaginable. It may be more unbearable than cutting the flesh with a blunt knife. In order to avoid destroying Irisviel's soul, Rope must do something.

For example - enslavement spell.

Based on the concept of 'slave' and 'master' in the Middle Ages, it turns human beings into the property of the caster, discards personal feelings and all thoughts, and creates a spell based on the premise of creating tools.

Now everything about Irisviel is completely under his control, as long as he casts this technique, he can suppress her pain to the lowest point by means of external force.

In addition, the old ruler who invented this technique was Satogua, the "god of toad" and "sleeper of Icahn". That lazy big frog refused to move, and was always in a kind of "sacred laziness". Will drive its servants and kin to bring him food.

This is also the knowledge recorded in the Necronomicon.

He held Irisviel's soul in his hands, leaned forward, and whispered in her ear.

"Fear me, surrender to me, let go of your heart, don't resist me... Listen, deep in Icahn, the toad is singing a long and ancient song. The lazy god waved its long whip , it says: 'If you don't want to suffer, honor me more than your father or your mother'..."

With Rope's evil spell, Irisviel's body gradually calmed down, but compared to the original appearance, she is now more like a vegetable than a sleeper.

"Saber, you can let go of her." Luo Pei let out a long sigh of relief, the sweat dripped down his cheeks and he didn't have time to wipe it off.

The body's resistance was minimized, and with a light tap of his left hand, a shining emerald was pulled out from Irisviel's chest. It is not crystal clear brilliance, but something like a rolling mist—the human soul.