Throne of Magical Arcana

With a soft sigh, it was like lightning piercing through Sophia's heart, the dense fog was dispelled, and memory pictures emerged one after another.

After I learned from Ralph that the Sun King's powerful secret was hidden in the underground palace of the Plantagenet family, in order to become the only heir of the Holy Hiertz Empire and for the illusory throne, I chose to marry the Duke of Plantagenet, Ur. Rishi and "Crown of Glory" Midalen worked together to set up this astonishing trap deliberately, even if they betrayed their good friends, even betrayed their loyal knights.

But in the end, the partner of cooperation turned into an irrational monster. If it wasn't for the self-sacrifice of his friend Deni, he might have fallen into the abyss of death, and all ambition and greed would become nothingness bubbles.

The reason is that I walked step by step into today's desperate and dangerous situation because of greed, unrestrained greed, and greed without limits. No wonder this mysterious magician would sigh "greedy..."

Recalling the "greedy" exclamation when I laughed at Frederick, Bayer, Alten and others before, and comparing the current scene, it is really a wonderful irony!

Regret, annoyance, pain, pessimism, despair, self-abandonment, all kinds of emotions are entangled in Sophia's heart, but she is also a person who cherishes her life extremely, and her desire to survive is beyond her imagination. Chasing beauty, having a luxurious and exquisite life, having fun and fun things, having a youthful age, and having your own strength, how can you die like this?

No, I haven't enjoyed enough, I still have to be promoted to a high-level warlock, I still have to get my love, and I still have to live another five hundred years!

I don't want to die!

All thoughts, desires, and emotions merged into this cry, and Sophia pinned all her hopes on Lucien in front of her.

Although he is a terrifying high-level magician and his enemy, at least he still has reason and can communicate. As long as the conditions offered are attractive enough and he is willing to give up all persistence, he may not be unable to get a chance to survive. Jean, Sophia looked up at Miranda, the "Demon of Pain" wrapped in black smoke at the entrance of the hall, looked at the half-broken soul sucked into the black smoke by him, looked at the faces distorted in pain, and hurriedly shook her head in fear, if Let it win, unless the magic circle is broken in advance outside, otherwise I will die in pain!

His emerald green eyes stared fixedly at the tall and straight figure. This was his only hope. As long as he could live and not lose himself, he could agree to any conditions he offered!

With hope, Sophia quickly calmed down the painful self-abandonment and frustration and despair with the help of casting spells, but new emotions quickly surged.

Nervous, worried, terribly nervous, terribly worried.

Although this "devil of pain" seems to be different from "greed", it is still in a hazy and chaotic state, and does not have the cunning, mystery and weirdness unique to the seven devils, but it is formed with the golden knight Miranda as the main body The strength and speed can crush almost all high-level magicians and sky knights.

Can this mysterious magician have a way to defeat it?

It wasn't until now that Sophia recalled the previous battles that Sophia realized that the high-level magic cast by the mysterious magician in front of her was all based on equipment. The spells inspired by his own soul were only five-ringed, although for high-level magicians Well, whether a magic is effective or not depends not on its level, but whether it is suitable for the current occasion, the current battle, but I have never used a six-ring magic, which is too paradoxical.

Could it be, could it be that he is a six-ring mage who has just been promoted for less than a year, and he hasn't had time to learn a few six-ring magics except for the triggering of spells?

Thinking of this, Sophia's heart twitched again, and despair and pessimism filled the air again.

"Merciful and merciful Lord, please send your strength to him and help him kill this evil devil."

Sophia, a spellcaster with not so pious faith, subconsciously began to pray for the blessing of the God of Truth when she was most desperate. Although it always felt wrong to ask the God of Truth to help a magician, she couldn't think of so much .

With so many thoughts and emotions constantly changing in Sophia's mind, time seemed to have passed for a long time, but in fact, since Lucien lamented her greed, the second hand of the pocket watch in his pocket only jumped three times.

Midalene said dreamily:

"Come, return to the deepest and deepest pain."

"The essence of the world is pain, and the process of life is pain!"

He walked forward step by step as if he was dragging countless pains. The "star movement" in Lucien's right eye became more and more intense, but under the huge gap in rank, he could no longer be the same as when facing the "greedy projection". After detailed analysis, only vague judgments can be made:

"It seems that because Midalen's own power is too strong, his will has reached the peak below the legendary level. Even if the 'pain' devil has a projection in his mind and absorbs the power to grow wildly, he can't completely digest his consciousness for a while. Still in the midst of intense devouring, what is manifested outside is that it is not as weird and flexible as greed and hatred, but heavy and rigid."

"But with the strength of level nine, I can crush everyone here. Even if I hold pale justice, I'm afraid that even the black mist around him hasn't been completely broken by him even if I don't have enough speed. Killed."

Following Midalene's raving, the distorted faces in the black mist around him each spoke in pain:

"The birth of life brings the pain of the mother..."

"The troubles of growing up will also produce pain that cannot be resolved..."

"Illness hurts..."

"Poverty hurts..."

"Love hurts..."

"Aging can be painful..."

"Despair hurts..."

"Death is more painful..."

Each face spoke of a kind of pain, matching the distortion it displayed, like waves of psychedelic pain oppressing Lucien's mind, making him a little restless.

"We can't let him go on like this!"

Lucien suppressed his emotions forcibly, and took out something from the storage bag.

A sun-like phantom appeared in Midalene's mind, like a crown of glory, but it suppressed the surrounding black air thinly, making it hard to describe the painful faces.

"There is still some conflict between the sunshine blood of Midalun and the power of the pain devil?"

"Chance!"

"If you miss this opportunity, there will be no ifs!"

Lucien made a decisive decision, threw out the test tube in his hand, chanted difficult incantations, and made complicated spell-casting gestures.

The sun was getting brighter and brighter, as if it was going to cover the entire hall, turning everything into smoke.

Sophia narrowed her eyes slightly, and her heart was full of wry smiles and despair. Is there any hope of surviving under the "Crown of Glory"?

The crystal clear test tube was churning in mid-air, inside was a solidified colorless thing, exuding a deep chill.

Under the action of the mental power driven by the incantations and spell-casting gestures, the colorless solid twisted and squirmed, absorbing the meaning of deep cold, and soon turned into a long, dull ray, which was drawn towards Midalen like a whip. .

When he received the Ice and Snow Medal from his teacher Fernando, Lucien heard him say that the "Ice Witch" Helen successfully produced solid helium through pressurization, so during the preparation period, please ask the Storm Master to produce it according to Helen's method. Two tubes of solid helium, sealed and stored in precious containers comparable to high-end items, as the last trump card of this adventure!

Under certain conditions, Lucien would never joke about his own life!

The unique magic of Nine Rings, "Whip of the Snow Goddess"!

Long rays of ice crystals pierced into the shining sun's rays.

Middalen only realized the danger when the nine-ring magic took shape, and it was too late to dodge, the black energy hurriedly rolled back and enveloped himself.

The black air froze, the surrounding air froze, Miranda's blood also froze, her skin became like an ice crystal, and together with the other crystalline solids that reflected the "sun rays" around her, it shone with gorgeous colors, dreamy and beautiful.

Near the entrance of the entire hall, there is no gas, no liquid, it has become a purely solid world, no, there are still things that can move, and the distorted and painful faces sway from side to side, but they cannot get out of the solidified black air. Get out.

What, what kind of magic is this? What level of magic is it? Well, it's scary!

Sophia saw that after the mysterious magician threw a test tube, the difficult and rugged incantation sounded, and a ray of ice crystals formed, which seemed to be nothing special. The result was such an exaggerated and terrifying scene, so her pink lips parted, her beautiful eyes Dazed, unable to believe what I saw.

This is the ninth-level powerhouse, the golden knight Midalene!

He, how many rings of magician is he?

Sophia felt that she would no longer be able to guess the strength of the mysterious mage before her birth. This is not by relying on items or scrolls!

The only thing she can be sure of is that this mysterious magician is very powerful, very powerful, very powerful!

"It would be nice if I could be as strong as him, and be able to protect myself in a dangerous situation..." Sophia was shocked, and her mind was about to go blank thinking wildly.

But Lucien is not feeling well at the moment. Although the nine-ring magic is released by the precious casting materials prepared in advance, after all, the difference in rank is too large. The smoke was almost exhausted, the headache was splitting, and it was impossible to cast other magic.

At this time, a cold and cool touch came from the left hand, Holm's crown ring "Origin" fed back the mental power stored in advance to the body, Lucien's headache was relieved immediately, and then he seized the time and couldn't wait to cast "Brute" power technique".

Just relying on the coldness of the "Whip of the Ice and Snow Goddess" can absolutely not kill the weird and mysterious "painful" devil. You must give it a fatal blow before the ice and snow melt!

The solid world that did not belong to the normal situation quickly disintegrated, and one after another magic flashed on Lucien.

Drops of water were produced, and immediately turned into white mist. Lucien took out a bottle of potion and poured it with his head raised.

The ice crystals disappeared, and Midalene's body disintegrated like ice and snow flying all over the sky. Lucien strode forward with an ordinary long sword in his hand.

The painful faces were distorted into balls, and a little bit of black air emerged from them. Lucien raised his long sword high and slashed down fiercely.

"Why did he become a knight again?" Sophia, who didn't understand what was going on for a while, thought in amazement, but her mood was quite relaxed and at ease. After seeing the mysterious magician use magic comparable to nine rings, she seemed to have found support , Seeing the real hope, I am no longer so nervous and worried, and have full confidence in him.

ah! Painful screams echoed in the hall, and the pale justice hit the weird ball made of entangled faces.

Under the faint light, the black air dissipated, and the distorted face that was not afraid of freezing before fell apart, screaming and turning into nothingness.