Shadow of the Beautiful World

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In the obsidian hall, when the white light dissipated, Strange, who was seriously injured, was immediately caught by Raven Lord himself.

Frontier Queen Liana also jumped into the hall at this moment, and took over the seriously injured from Raven's hands. She didn't stay for a second before jumping away again, heading for Raven's Wasteland Hell.

The Spectacles have already prepared the treatment equipment in the Mechanic Temple. Strange's injuries are serious, but he should survive.

But because of the reckless behavior before, he may need to recuperate in the hospital bed for a long time.

He's a good guy!

Beside Merlin, Billy watched as Strange was sent away, he gave a high thumbs up, and he said to Merlin:

I admit this junior, he is also a good hero.

It's just too stupid and too impulsive.

Merlin shook his head helplessly, and said:

Problems that can be solved by a magic hand, but you have to throw yourself into such a desperate situation. Although the mind is commendable, and although the actions are also commendable, if this recklessness does not change, it will kill him one day.

Wow, you wild mages

Angela, who was sitting on the side, blinked, and the Asgard Assassin waved his hands in dissatisfaction and said:

It's a bit too harsh. Your disciple has already done quite well. In time, he will become one of those monsters.

Regarding Angela's complaints, Merlin didn't explain anything.

From the bottom of my heart, Strange's performance was enough to satisfy Merlin.

That guy even exceeded Merlin's expectations of him. Of course, Merlin never expected Strange to win this time in the battle for the Supreme Mage.

impossible.

Even if everyone else gave up, it was impossible for Strange to win.

The power gap cannot be crossed that easily.

Raven looked back at the projection. He saw the scene where Modu and the great evil spirit died together. He also noticed the pain in the eyes of Master Wang sitting on the steps.

Merlin shook his head, he stretched out his hand, and gently grasped the void.

The next moment, Modu, who was dying, was caught from the battlefield. He turned his head and said to Wang, who was covered with bandages all over his body:

Take Modu back, bring back Kama Taj, and give it to the Supreme Master.

He said to the surprised Wang:

Young people, as long as you are still working hard, it is always inevitable to make mistakes.

I also believe that no one in your Holy Land will blame him. After all, he has already paid a terrible price and repaid his mistakes.

After finishing speaking, Merlin ignored Modu and others who were floating beside him.

He looked at the projection in front of him.

The battle has entered the final stage, and the contestants who have not been eliminated are Dum, Hermione, oh yes, and Loki who is hiding in the dark.

That guy is really capable.

hum

The golden portal dissipated the moment Mordo was taken out of the battlefield world.

Before dissipating, the one-armed old man staggered and fell out of the portal, and fell on the other side of the mountain, in front of the shelter that was still protected by Joan of Arc with the enchantment of order.

This sudden event alarmed those who were brought into this shelter from other places.

Several young people saw the military uniform on the bloody old man, and they were about to rush out and try to take him back to the shelter for treatment, but Hermione didn't stop them.

But when the young men rushed over and ran to a distance of 2 meters from the old man, the old man with the gun suddenly raised his head and shouted:

Stay away from me! Back off!

His black horny face had a ferocious expression, and with his alienated skin, he looked very scary.

He looked at those young people with cloudy eyes, and said in a difficult tone:

I'm infected, you may also be infected if you touch me, you are the last hope, go back!

Those young people who were scolded froze in place, at a loss.

They are the last seeds sent to the shelter when the world is on the verge of doomsday.

They have heard the story of the disappearance of the last legion in their world, and in their hearts, those soldiers are undoubtedly the heroes of this world.

return to!

The old man struggled to stand up. He aimed the gun in his hand at the young men, forcing them to retreat into the white barrier.

And the old man stood outside the barrier.

This layer of white light rich in the power of order made him feel very uncomfortable. There was a remnant of chaotic power in his body, which were two absolutely opposing forces.

He tried his best to straighten his back, and his cloudy eyes looked at the people in the barrier, those children and women.

And those who were protected were watching him.

It's like two worlds.

In this silent exchange of gazes, the old man's eyes finally fell on Hermione who was holding the sword hilt. He took a deep breath and said to Hermione:

Just now, one of your companions told me that the collapse of the evil spirit's flesh and blood is not the end. If you want to save this world, you must, must!

Before he finished speaking, a sharp pain burst out in his mind.

The pain came so quickly that the old man fell to the ground almost immediately. He clutched the broken wound on his arm, and he could feel that the alienated flesh hidden in his body became active again.

The broken limb even showed signs of regrowth, but that wasn't a good thing.

The forces of chaos are approaching.

It is calling out the energy left in this continent, which is the invisible disaster coming.

I know.

Hermione looked up, and she looked at the eastern sky.

In the airspace that ordinary people can't see, she can see an illusory spirit body approaching the land with its teeth and claws.

that evil spirit.

it.

After losing the support of flesh and blood, it can no longer appear in the world in a material form, but the body of the evil spirit is this illusory substance, and it just returns to its original source.

It got a lot weaker.

But losing the protection of flesh and blood is not a bad thing.

This means that it is difficult for conventional weapons to harm this illusory spirit body.

Although the Western Continent can no longer be destroyed by physical collisions, the evil spirits full of malice can use their chaotic thinking to completely pollute the last batch of normal lives sheltered in this world.

It knows what these damn outsiders are up to.

They are going to save the world!

Its attempt to devour the world has failed, but before it leaves, it can blanket the world with despair again.

just destroy those lives

As long as the last life in this world is polluted, the plans of these hateful outlanders to save the world will completely fail.

They broke into this world brutally and took away its hope.

Now, it's taking theirs too.

This is revenge!

Final revenge!

boom

In the summoning of the evil spirit with the spirit body, the uncontrolled chaotic breath was sprayed and fell into the air of the Western Continent.

Above the shelter, on the surface of the barrier of order supported by Joan of Arc, endless sparks began to dance.

The evil spirit concentrated the aura of chaos at one point, and the pressure on the heroic maiden began to rise exponentially.

Hermione the Witch could even hear the faint whispers coming from her ears.

That is the embodiment of the power of chaos.

Behind her, those ordinary people who were protected also felt the heavy pressure on their hearts, as well as the pain that acted on their spirits, as if ink was about to drip into a basin of water.

The spring of last hope will also be polluted

hum

On the eastern sky, behind the spirit body shaking its head and tail, a purple halo spread across the sky.

The light was like a spider web, spread out layer by layer with a center, forming a large-scale exorcism ceremony bounded by 23 beams of light in the sky. At the center of the halo, Dum was rapidly perfecting this ceremony.

Based on the demon hunter's seal of Arden, it is combined with the spirit-repelling spells often used by dark wizards, plus other knowledge inherited from the occult arts.

With his own strength, Doom restrained the evil spirit rushing towards the western continent in the sky of the muddy ocean.

He is trying to drive this evil spirit out of this world.

But the evil spirits are still struggling.

The chaotic power it projected became more and more tyrannical, and it seemed that it had completely given up against Doom's expulsion ritual, but was desperate to destroy the last hope of this world before leaving.

A decision has to be made, Hermione.

Holding a long sword and wearing a black suit, Arturia watched the scene. She took a step forward and stared at Hermione with green eyes. She said:

Should I give up here, or continue to protect?

The witch did not answer.

She is also thinking about this question.

The current situation is very clear, after the other contestants have been sent out of the battlefield, only she and Dum are left in this world.

In other words, the next supreme mage must be born between her and Doom.

And Joan of Arc wants to maintain the barrier of order, so she can no longer participate in the next battle. That is to say, Hermione can only have three heroic spirits to participate in the battle against Doom.

The chances of winning are great, but the premise is that the three heroic spirits are all in their prime.

If you choose to save the last batch of people in this world, then Hermione must find a way to completely kill the ghosts of the evil spirits. Although Doom is expelling the evil spirits, this expulsion will take time.

There is a lot of pressure on Joan of Arc. Once the barrier of order disappears, the life here will probably be infected by chaos in an instant.

Doom doesn't care about these lives.

What he wants to save is the world itself. In Dum's view, it's not a big problem even if all these people are infected. This world will always give birth to new lives as time passes.

as long as the world itself is intact

What about Hermione?

What is Hermione's decision?

There was still one card in her hand that hadn't been played.

That hole card is the power that can guarantee that Hermione can win in any situation, but the price to be paid is also extremely terrible.

One is salvation, the other is victory.

Although Hermione tried her best to procrastinate and avoid it, the questions that had been placed in front of Wanda, Shazam, Strange, and Mordo finally appeared in front of her, and she had to make a decision at this time.

Give it up, Hermione.

The assassin Yingling Skaha, who rarely spoke, appeared behind Hermione. She glanced at the crowd behind her with emotionless eyes, and said:

You've done enough for them, it's time to think about yourself.

Joan will continue to maintain the barrier of order. She should be able to last until Doom exiles the evil spirit. You have done what you can, and it's time to make plans for the final battle.

bass

Accompanied by the sound of two weapons, Arturia's long sword and the knight's heroic spirit Brynhilde's battle spear aimed at Scathach from left to right.

The swordsman Heroic Spirit shouted loudly:

Shut up! Scathach, this is the decision made by the Lord, I will not allow you to interfere with her!

weak!

Scathach also retorted mercilessly.

She moved her wrist, and the scarlet spear danced in her fingers, dancing with dancing brilliance.

She said to the swordsmen and knights:

Everyone is going to die. I know what you think in your little brains, but as heroic spirits, you should think for the benefit of the master, instead of letting your own thoughts override the victory of the master.

It's in Hermione's best interest to leave here now and prepare for a decisive battle.

Incomplete justice is not worthy of being called justice!

Facing Scathach's statement, Brunhilde, who was wearing a battle armor and a helmet, responded coldly:

Noble deeds require sacrifices, even in Hermione's interests. If the last hope of the world cannot be completely saved, her victory will also be incomplete.

We've come to the point where giving up at the last moment would make her difficult to convince.

Stop arguing!

Hermione's head ached from the quarrel between her spirits.

Standing among the heroic spirits facing each other with swords drawn, she stretched out her hand to stop their disputes. The witch raised her head and looked at the bound evil spirits in the sky. The malicious roar echoed in the mountains.

She looked back at the people behind her with different expressions.

Or despair, or fear, or prayer, or silence.

People in this world have been living in despair for a long time. Without the arrival of outsiders like them, what greets this world can only be the doomed end.

And now, they have brought hope into this world, and there is only one step left before the final dawn.

At this critical juncture, if Hermione just pulls back like this

Let the hope that has been grasped fall to the ground, and let these people who are basically unable to protect themselves face the harassment of chaos alone.

What a cruel thing.

If it was the current supreme mage, if it was Gu Yi, who was worshiped by countless witches and regarded as an idol, here, what would she do?

Hermione's long hair danced on her shoulders as the breeze blew.

She looked outside the barrier, and the old man who desperately came to report the news was already speechless in pain.

But he gritted his teeth and maintained a posture. He knelt on the ground, lowered his head, touched the ground, and twitched his body.

he is praying

This scene made Hermione a little unbearable to look directly at.

She withdrew her gaze and looked behind her at the little girl with big eyes who had lost her parents and was about the same age as her daughter.

The latter didn't understand what happened, she just felt very scared.

So she instinctively begged for help from someone who could protect her and was trusted by her.

She clutched Hermione's skirt tightly, as if hiding behind this beautiful big sister could bring her some absolute sense of security.

The heroic spirits were also silent, and the saint who presided over the enchantment looked back at her Master, and everyone was waiting for Hermione to make a decision.

Are you using this method to teach me how difficult it is? Brother.

Hermione squatted down, she stroked the little girl's head, and showed her a big smile, as if hugging her own daughter tightly, Hermione held the little girl in her arms.

She kissed the girl lightly on the thin cheek.

Then, she raised her head, looked at the heroic spirit beside her, and said:

If we have embarked on the road of salvation, let's go firmly to the end.

I'm counting on you guys.

Arturia, Brunhilde, Joan of Arc, Scathach, together with me, open the door of hope for them and for this world!