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Paris, on the outskirts of Seine-Saint-Denis, a forest far away from an abandoned factory,

In the originally peaceful forest, the ground suddenly trembled, and forest birds flew in all directions. A female figure was teleported to the ground, and right behind her was a man who hurriedly broke open the ground.

But after escaping from the quicksand grave to the ground, they both felt at the same time, as they breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fear,

A terrifying wave of magic power all shrunk to one point came from the ground! ! !

It was almost shocking how such a huge amount of energy could be condensed to such an extent. In an instant, the light arrow of golden sand penetrated hundreds of meters of ground, and all the soil and rocks touched by it turned into fine sand!

As if he saw the vast sea coming, he tried his best to dodge to one side, but was still affected by the light, sensing that his ability had changed qualitatively compared to just now.

Gritting his teeth in fear, he used his ability to crush the skin and flesh that had begun to turn into sand. Dick directly crushed the space crystal that was his last resort!

space teleportation,

The figure disappeared from the spot, and sand mixed with blood spray flew away, dragging the seriously injured body. Dick couldn't believe what happened just now.

His weak prey, who was originally like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, suddenly turned into an A-level high-ranking figure with a golden right eye boiling in the darkness!

Damn it! ! ! ! !

That's definitely not a real A-level one! He must have used some special means!

kill him! kill him! kill him!

This time it was just my unprepared carelessness. I will definitely find a chance to kill him next time!

Then take that power into your own hands!

"Don't think...it's over like this...!"

Half of his body was covered in blood and flesh. Dick endured the sharp pain that was like tearing his nerves and croaked out these words. He had already thought of a plan in his mind that was more insidious and cruel than the wanted night network.

Thinking of the disgusting face of the young man from the conference channel, he suppressed all the hatred in his heart and decided to go to treatment first. He struggled to get up.

Then he saw a voluptuous pale woman in a black dress standing not far in front of him.

His eyes were wide and frozen.

Wrapped in chains, wrapped in a torn black cloth from the remains, with nothing but darkness under the hood of his cloak, the Grim Reaper stood behind her, holding a huge scythe.

This unusually silent fear washed over Dick's whole body in an instant. Only then did he realize that he was actually near the forest just now.

The teleportation of the space crystal did not send him back to his base in North America.

Get moving! Get moving! Move it quickly!

Desperately urging the body to move, but the body has been covered by mental control, and the possibility of struggling is completely lost in the seriously injured state. Dick listened to her seductive and low-pitched words,

"My doll... wants to grow..."

"But I don't need your dark obstruction..."

Then she saw behind her, Arrogance slowly raised the huge scythe!

The chop marks that had not moved remained in the air, and there was no body separation, but the eyes were completely gray, and no one knew about it.

The witch manipulates the darkness to devour the new medium.

Slowly raising his face, he looked at the arrows of light that finally dissipated in the sky, sending down a burst of fine sand. He felt that for the first time, his puppet gained stronger power on its own.

Just like the intense joy of seeing a cherished child learn to walk, the witch's eyes are filled with joy!

A dense array of spells unfolded at her feet. The figure clearly existed but appeared on the edge of the battlefield as if it was not visible to the world. Looking at the figure coming back, she used magic to strangle the young man's throat.

The violet halo eyes flashed uncontrollably with chaos and danger, but they were suppressed by the part that didn't know whether it was rational or not.

Watching the green electric light shining, watching the figure in the pointed hat of the witch retrieving the dark energy crystal, watching the young man being rescued by the figure with blond hair and white wings, and finally watching Brianna leave angrily after witnessing the disappearance of the girl,

The bottomless passage to the ground slowly collapsed and was buried in the deserted forest,

The figure of the witch slowly appeared.

Then he raised his palm slightly, as if summoning something,

The next second, from the underground mine that had completely collapsed, through the soil layer, the thing emerged from the ground and appeared in front of the witch!

Even the lowest means of blood can show supernatural power. It is used as a sacred object by the leader of the cult group, and the broken crystal attracts those ignorant people.

After nearly a hundred years, it returned to the hands of its owner.

In the long and unclear memory, looking at this thing that she had thrown away carelessly, the witch's eyes rarely cooled down a bit and became quiet and lost in thought.

The surrounding land has been restored to a piece of forest vegetation, and there is no trace of the battlefield. I recall what that person said to me at that time...

In the end, they were just broken crystal fragments, slowly turning into shimmering light and disappearing in the witch's smiling hands...

...

In a dark world, a sea of ​​golden-orange urban lights spreads out at night,

Seeing the young man's figure breaking free from the restraint ring with lightning shining, he pulled his companions and jumped off the top of the tower laughing, with his skirt flowing, sitting on the edge of Eiffel where he was standing just now,

Looking at the young people cheering wantonly in the wind, all the happiness fermented and rushed out of Paris,

The breath of energy rises into the sky like a beam of light in the Paris night. In the past, it embarked on a long journey from here to this night. The witch is watching her doll with a slight smile on her lips, feeling very happy...

I have finally finished writing the last chapter of this volume. It has been a long time since I have updated continuously for so many days. After writing the climax, I feel like I have entered a sage state recently. I have no idea what the next climax will be. What should I write? I feel that it will take time to accumulate before I can think about the plot of the next volume again. In short, let’s deal with the remnants of the current volume first. The next small volume will be the daily life that I didn’t write in this volume for fear of affecting the rhythm.