Struggling to survive in the hands of the male protagonist who also wears books

Vera was burned to ashes by the phoenix flame of the holy rank, and the lich body refined from her original corpse lost the command of the soul "Ofina", and was completely unable to block the impact of the golden gun.

Even though it was not burned in an instant like Vera because it was stable and hard, after being pierced by the spear point and washed repeatedly by the holy phoenix flames, it gradually became quiet and dead from the miserable struggle at the beginning.

Crete, holding the handle of a gun, appeared.

He took a deep look at the body of the lich that he first encountered over the Aurora Mountains, sighed deeply in his heart, with a trace of regret on his face, but continued to use force in his hands without hesitation, and lifted the lich The body was completely burned.

With the collapse of the body of the Lich as the core, the barrier that trapped Fili inside and had to fight St. Sidrov could not withstand the battle between the two holy ranks, and then completely collapsed.

After the enchantment collapsed, Fili, who could hardly support the various magics of the president of the Magicians Association in a small space, flew into the air first, and then the old magician also took off.

Crete held the golden gun, spread the wings of the phoenix behind his back, and flew towards the two people who were facing each other in mid-air.

He smiled reassuringly at the delighted Philip, and then turned his eyes to the silent old magician beside him, with complicated eyes: "His Excellency President Saint Sidrov."

The old magician was surrounded by two holy steps, but there was no panic expression on his old face, just like what Philip saw at the beginning, he responded slowly: "His Royal Highness Crete."

Crete sighed softly: "If possible, I really don't want to be your enemy."

The old magician slightly raised his snow-white long eyebrows, and smiled slowly: "I thought His Highness would persuade me to abandon darkness and turn to light?"

Crete shook his head, his eyes were sharp, and his voice was low: "Your Excellency, you have already started to practice undead magic, and you can't turn back."

The old magician also slowly showed a trace of sigh, and murmured: "Yes... I can't turn back... So, I must not die here."

At the end, the old magician's expression suddenly became solemn, and the staff in his hand burst open, setting off a strong storm!

When the storm was dispelled by the flames thrown by Crete, the old magician had disappeared.

Fili discerned the remaining spatial magic fluctuations in the air, and was about to teleport there, but was stopped by Crete: "Don't chase him, it's better to let him run away than to kill him here."

Fili was pulled back and stopped in mid-air, and looked at him suspiciously: "Why?"

Now that he and Kriter have both broken through to the holy rank, wouldn't it be good to take the opportunity to kill this holy rank magician who has been completely tied to Krisina because of undead magic?

If he was allowed to escape to Krisina, wouldn't they have to face the two saints afterwards?

Crete smiled and stroked Philip's soft hair: "Don't worry, let him and Krisina kill each other. This old guy has been in business for many years, and we may not be able to take him after chasing him now. There is still a big Lots of things are waiting for us.”

As he spoke, he pulled Philip down and saw Lacey still standing where she was, with her head lowered, covering her eyes and weeping silently.

Fili glanced at Critter with some unease.He already knew from the system that Crete rushed over after breaking through the holy rank and killed Vera directly to break the unbelievably strong barrier.

Although they all guessed that Lacey had become Vera's test subject before, but from now on, it seems that Lacey still has a lot of affection for Vera?

This female warrior who has always been taciturn, no matter in the original book or when Philip crossed over, she has little contact with her. In my impression, she has always stood silently behind Vera, blocking all dangers and enemies for Vera. , other than that, it is so low-key that it is easy to be ignored.

Seeing Lacey crying silently for the first time, Fili couldn't bear it, and asked cautiously, "Are you all right, Lacey?"

Still covering her eyes, Lacey shook her head silently.

Crete looked around, the explosion of the barrier just now had already alarmed the people in the Tualante family, although when he came over, he had already taken the Tualante family's sub-holy class just in case. The patriarch was knocked out, but the current movement made everyone gather around.

"Someone is coming soon, let's retreat first." Crete released a holy pressure, which shocked the first group of people who approached, then patted Fei Li on the shoulder, and looked at Lacey.

Lacey nodded, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

Afterwards, Fei Li launched a teleportation magic circle, took Lacey and Kriter with him, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

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When Freya returned to the different space with a gloomy face, she found that Crete, who was supposed to be lying quietly on the stone platform, the test subjects with the blood of Phoenix who were tied next to her, and the divine weapon Phoenix Ring had all disappeared. .

She was chasing after the traces of the space teleportation just now, and she didn't find those damned little mice after several consecutive teleportations. Then she suddenly realized that those little mice had expected her arrival before they teleported, and somehow interfered with the space teleportation Mark of.

This made Freya's originally depressed mood because of the loss of another clone even worse.

And Crete and the Phoenix Ring, which disappeared without a trace before her eyes, completely ignited her anger.

"Bastard!"

A cloud of black energy erupted from her body, rampaging through this not too big space, destroying many buildings, walls and brackets.

Freya's beautiful little face was distorted by the anger that had nowhere to vent, and it was also mixed with a trace of inexplicable doubts.

——How did the group of little mice fix Mrs. Brunei?Obviously just four ordinary lights?

——How did Crete escape?Obviously, as a completely ordinary person, his soul is still drawn by his own undead magic, so it is impossible to escape, right?

——Did someone help Crete?But the coordinates of this different space, logically speaking, only she should know it...

Suddenly, as if sensing something, her face changed slightly, she pondered for a moment, a teleportation circle bloomed under her feet, and disappeared in a different space, and soon appeared in a quaint magic workshop.

Freya looked a little unfriendly, looked at the old man who was sitting on the chair and kept coughing on the side of the workshop, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and asked angrily: "What are you calling me for? Didn't you say that you don't want to come to me if you have nothing to do? "

The old magician's old and cloudy eyes looked at the delicate girl in a luxurious royal dress before him, he was stunned for a moment, and then a wry smile appeared on his face: "I didn't expect that even Her Royal Highness Princess Freya is also your avatar. , Miss Krisina—why didn’t Mrs. Brunei come here this time?”

Being poked at the sore spot, Freya's face suddenly darkened, and she said coldly: "It has nothing to do with you, what did you ask me to do?"

Seeing Freya's appearance, the old magician slightly raised his long eyebrows, guessing something in his heart, and instead of stroking Freya's beard, he sighed and told the whole reason why he called her:

"His Highness Crete and His Excellency Philip have both been promoted to the holy rank, and Vera has also been killed. There are already two holy ranks on the opposite side. Miss Krisina, what are you going to do next?"

After saying this, the old magician calmly and secretly activated a defensive circle, for fear that Chrisanna, who learned that her daughter who had finally been revived and died again, would suddenly go crazy, even if she was not afraid of her, the workshop These precious medicinal materials and utensils were damaged, and it was me who felt distressed.

"Opheus is dead?"

Contrary to the old magician's expectations, upon hearing the news of her daughter's death, Freya only had a trace of hesitation on her face, neither anger nor sadness, she just frowned and said:

"I have advised her to break through to the holy ranks first, but she refused to listen and insisted on exploring her own path. Now I should know that strength is the foundation of everything."

After she finished speaking, she looked at the old man in front of her, and clearly saw the suspicion and vigilance in the old magician's eyes. She knew what he was thinking when she thought about it, and she couldn't help but sneered: "Why, I think I will go crazy when Ophelia dies. Who am I, Krisianna? Since Offie was resurrected by me once, if I didn’t give her some means to save her life, how could she let her play outside by herself?”

So, Vera didn't die completely?

The old magician relaxed a little.He started practicing undead magic in recent years, and his attainments in this area are indeed inferior to the undead Krisina 300 years ago.

He really loved Vera, a student who insisted on exploring his own path, and he felt relieved after hearing this, and he became more determined in his decision to use undead magic to continue his life.

"As for Crete and that little bastard..." A trace of hatred flashed across Freya's face, "Are they sure they've all been promoted to the holy rank?"

"That's natural."

"That's impossible! Forget about that little bastard. When I arrested Crete last night, he was still a completely ordinary person!"

"I have seen with my own eyes, the golden light and coercion of the holy steps, I will never admit it."

Freya fell silent.

Although the reason is not clear, but now the situation is very clear.

Crete and Fili have both been promoted to the holy rank. Even if the Thundering Lion of the Thunder God Sect is severely injured by himself, it should have no combat power in a short time. At this time, the comparison of the top holy rank combat power of the two sides is completely the same!

His own advantage is nothing more than controlling most of the top nobles and ministers of the Phoenix Empire, as well as...

Freya frowned, and looked at the old magician calmly.

St. Sidrov lived nearly two hundred years old, and he has already matured. Seeing Freya's eyes, he swallowed back the words that he wanted to ask about the next measures, narrowed his eyes slightly, and went down. The eviction order was issued: "That's what I want to say, Miss Krisanna, I need to rest for a while, please go back."

Freya suddenly smiled, patted Bai Nen's little hand lightly, and said briskly to the old magician in front of her, "Your Excellency President Saint Sidrov, thank you for telling me such important news. Well——I think about it, how about teaching you the second half of the undead magic book you long for now?"

The old magician was silent for a moment, sighed, and there was a hint of warning in his words: "Now is not the time to kill each other, Miss Krisina."

He is also a holy rank accumulated for many years, so it is impossible for Krisina to succeed easily!

What's more, this is his magic workshop, and he has already made a lot of preparations for the undead in front of him...

Freya understood what the old magician said, but she shook her hand indifferently, her voice suddenly became extremely cold: "Your Excellency, you don't think that I taught you the first half of undead magic. At that time, you didn't move any hands or feet?"