"The Queen of Holy Light, the Throne of Lightning, the Blade of Frost, the Original Sin of Curse, the Scythe of Destruction, and the Spear of Flame.
At this moment, obey my call.
Magic power gathers in the sword, and inherits the will of the Broken Star.
The Holy Sword of Samaleitis " Xinghan raised Broken Star high above his head, and as countless rays of light condensed, Christopher on the side also felt waves of oppression.
Broken Star was covered in brilliance, and the sword was almost invisible.
The beam of light was the Holy Sword of Samalitis summoned by Xinghan.
"No" Xinghan's hand holding the holy sword began to tremble.
The light magic attached to it was too powerful and he couldn't fully control it.
"Uh" "There are too many light magics, and the magic power in Xinghan's body will be too much to bear if this continues."
Bingtong seemed to see the reason, but there was really no way to stop the release of his magic.
Whose memory is this?
It seems to be the third time.
Is it about Sylex?
Why do I have this kind of memory?
Xinghan closed his eyes, and that unknown memory seemed to guide him to control this light magic.
It seemed that the owner of the memory had a great understanding of Sylex and light magic.
"Queen of Holy Light, bless me with the scorching holy flame.
May your light shine all over the earth."
Xinghan chanted the spell out loud according to the memory, and it seemed to be effective.
Although his own magic power was no longer enough to release any more magic, it could still be done by just adding a layer of buff.
His hands no longer trembled, and his movements were freed from freeze-frames.
The Holy Sword of Samalitis weighed almost nothing in his hands, and even the weight of Broken Star itself seemed to have been swallowed up.
"Do you think that creating this kind of magic can defeat the devil's magic?"
Christopher suddenly smiled, as if everything was going according to his plan.
Xinghan's heart tightened.
No, he seemed to have missed something.
Maybe he had exceeded his budget from just now.
The demonic magic and the Holy Sword of Samalitis were not within the scope of his plan from the beginning.
Inside Sholex has no way to break through for the time being, so she lacks an important force to deal with the demon mage, and the girls behind her no longer have the ability to continue fighting.
What will happen if they fight forcefully, and what will happen if they don't fight?
end These have been out of his control since just now, and there are too many conditions missing.
Xinghan doesn't know how to make a choice.
Samaleitis's holy sword suddenly began to gain weight, and the light attached to it became increasingly dim, as if the Broken Star had reached its expiration date.
The situation in front of him has begun to force Xinghan to make a choice, but he has always been indifferent and gave up this opportunity.
"Don't you dare to attack?
That's fine.
You can just stay like a loser."
Christopher waved his staff, and the magic gun and magic sword that had been floating beside him instantly rushed towards Xinghan.
"Brother, use the power of the contractor" Mayfair Xinghan did feel a teleportation energy, but she probably didn't know she was here.
Is the power of the contractor that defense?
Impossible, I will never use it.
The other party is not an ordinary magician.
The damage caused by the devil's magic will pose a great threat to Mayfair's body.
There was a sudden warmth on his arm, and Fei'er's body temperature quickly spread to her body.
Xinghan remained silent, quietly watching the magic attacks flying towards him.
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"Barrier of Steel" A silver-white shield appeared in front of Xinghan, and Feier actually forced to use her ability.
"laugh"
"Cough, cough" blood slowly dripped down his clothes.
The strong pain of the demonic spell made Xinghan, who had blocked the blow, unbearable.
"Brother" Fei'er broke through the defense and quickly rushed to Xinghan's side.
The magic spear and sword had completely penetrated Xinghan's body.
Waves of gray-black magic aura emerged from the wound.
The power of demonic magic impacted his body.
As he continued to tremble, he seemed to have blocked all of Fei'er's voice from outside. .
Did you lose?
"Young creator, do you feel that you have failed?"
An ethereal female voice came from a distance.
Xinghan nodded: "There is no one to continue fighting here.
It seems that I will not stay in that world anymore.
However, it is really a good thing to get to know them."
"The battle of the Creator has not failed.
Didn't that little guy named Mayfair say that the greater the power of imagination, the greater the magic produced.
She is right, imagination is very important to the Creator. , I think you should also have something very important."
"What did you say about the Creator from the beginning?
What exactly is it?"
Xing Han asked calmly.
The voice didn't pause and said directly: "You will know this, but here, you will get nothing."
"Hey, I hate people threatening me, but if that's the case," Xing Han paused and said, "Well, you just said imagination, right?"
"Yes, go out when you are ready for a fight.
I don't like other guys appearing here."
The female voice seemed to say in disgust.
Xinghan made a "cut" sound and looked at the holy sword of Samalitis that was still shining in his hand.
Yes, it was still shining.
His battle would not end like this.
"Holy light, destruction, extreme ice, curse, fire, and lightning respond to my call.
The holy sword of Samalitis, which inherits my thoughts, will guide your direction.
Go and defeat our enemies."
Mayfair suddenly stopped the treatment, and the holy sword in Xinghan's hand quickly rushed towards Christopher for some unknown reason.
At the same time, the flickering light on the sword seemed to have merged many kinds of magic together.
White, pink, blue, black, red, yellow, come to think of it, these are their own magic colors That holy sword is not only fighting on its own, but gathering the power of everyone.
Just like the voice said, the creator's battle will never fail.
"laugh" A harsh sound came, and the holy sword seemed to lose some power after it came into contact with the demonic barrier on Christopher's body.
However, the support only lasted for a moment, and the next moment it suddenly broke through the shield.
The light of the holy sword burned all sins, and the shining blade pierced Crisford's chest cleanly.
"Uh ah ah" It seemed that even the treatment of the demon mage could not heal the damage caused by the holy light.
Christopher's face was completely distorted by pain.
Bathed in this magical holy light, he could only wait quietly for death. arrival.
The holy light lasted for about half a minute, and the gradually dimming light also announced Christopher's death.
Broken Star broke away from the holy light and seemed to be carrying another figure.
Looking carefully, that figure is very Xinghan, but who is this person that Feier is treating?
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"call" A breeze blew by, and the distorted time and space was shattered by the impact of the holy light.
The sun shone on the young man's face, and Xinghan in Fei'er's arms slowly turned into light spots and floated into the distance.
"elder brother" Samaria, Queen Windis, who was anxious in her heart, kept pacing in the room.
The battle on Xinghan's side lasted for such a long time.
In terms of his personality, he had already ridiculed Krisford.
It would be better to kill him magnificently immediately.
"My Lady Queen, Her Highness Xinghan and Princess Fei'er have returned."
The door suddenly opened, and the knight who reported the news had a slight smile on his face, as if he already knew the outcome of the battle.
Windis put down the book she had just picked up, and without even having time to change her clothes, she broke through the knight's body and ran towards the hall.
Xinghan seemed to have been waiting for a long time and was playing with the teapot on the coffee table boredly.
"Xinghan, what's going on?
Have you won?"
Windis threw herself on Xinghan like a little girl, completely ignoring Fei'er's feelings.
Xinghan pushed Windis away with a slight embarrassment and said slowly: "Well, I won, but Christopher's body cannot be found, but he is definitely dead."
"Oh, that's it, it doesn't matter.
Are you still afraid that I will hold a memorial service for this kind of person?"
Windis looked at Xinghan with a smile on her face.
"Wendis, why?"
Feier, who had been left out for a long time, suddenly asked.
Windis was suddenly shocked.
If Feier was here, then she must have participated in that battle: "How did you know Feier?"
"You must have forgotten the purpose of the blood contract between me and my brother, right?"
Feier kept tearing at Xinghan's sleeves, seeming to be complaining about something.
The blood contract can provide Fei'er with all the information about Xinghan, so it can be explained clearly why she appears there.
"Wait, Fei'er, can you help me find something?"
Seeing that the momentum was wrong, Xinghan quickly diverted Fei'er's attention with other topics.
Otherwise, if she continued to attack Windis, it would probably cause unnecessary quarrels. .
Fei'er nodded and said, "Yes, okay.
What is brother looking for?"
"I want to know more about the magic creator."
Xinghan leaned on the back of the sofa and said casually.
"Brother, there is no information about the magic creator in Samaria's library.
It was originally just a legendary magician.
But since my brother can use this kind of magic, it should be inseparable from that legend."
Feier She answered with certainty that she had been very concerned about the magic released by Xinghan from just now.
Xinghan asked with some confusion: "Are legends the same as demonic magic?"
"No, the magic creator is much higher than the demon mage."
Mayfair paused and continued: "It is said that there once was a wandering mage in many different worlds.
The magic he used was all unseen and unheard of.
People thought he was It’s a god, but later it was discovered that he just brought other magic together and created his own magic.”
"But all magicians are born with only one kind of magic, so their existence is also very limited.
At that time, Samaria was just a small country, and Dracula I hadn't even been born yet, so technology and magic were relatively different.
It’s a bit behind now.”
"Of course, there are dragon creatures in this world.
They are not very friendly to humans and sometimes attack some human cities.
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The Creator did not leave Samaria.
He found that this is a country with very high magical purity.
And agreed to work with the residents here to resist the dragon attack":