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"so fast."

He wiped the chessboard and wiped the blood from the pieces on his palms. Leonard threw the chessboard aside as if throwing garbage, and then stood up from the throne of the dwarf lich "before he was alive".

"Hehe, the Berserker game really doesn't work, but it's not bad to be able to catch a pair of royals!"

Leonard seemed to be in a good mood. After glancing at the confused Sand Sculpture Queen, he happily explained a few chess terms.

"The Berserker game is a tactic that only uses one chess piece to attack frantically. As for the royal catching double, you should be able to guess the name from the name? The one who can attack the king and the queen at the same time is called 'the royal catching double'!"

...

As if he had heard some order from somewhere, the "corpse" of the dwarf lich on the third floor of the underground palace suddenly exuded an extremely dangerous aura.

Its body is filled with the power of death as abundant as the ocean. It seems to be ignited by something, and it suddenly boils violently, and it seems that it will spurt out in the next second.

Die to death? !

damn it! You are a lich! The body will not die if it is broken, but the release of this arcane spell will burn the soul! What are you drawing?

He did not expect that the dwarf lich would use such a tactic of mutual destruction. The [Unspeakable] that William had been preparing for had no time to interrupt, and the force of death in Mamadu's body exploded.

The only thing fortunate is that although the goddess of pulling cross didn't seem to react, she can do more than William. When the dwarf lich just exploded, the same surging force of destiny flooded the sky and covered the sky. In the past, the explosion that had spread to a diameter of nearly three meters was firmly contained.

Covered by the dark and gloomy power of death, the body of the dwarf lich was completely invisible, leaving only a huge mass of death gas that was so thick that it almost condensed into liquid. It exudes a terrifying aura that can make everything wither.

"call……"

Seeing that the situation was finally under control, William could not help but let out a sigh of relief.

It seems that although the goddess of pulling cross is pulling her hips for a long time, when it comes to the critical time, she has not lost her face as a god, and she is still reliable.

However, before he could be happy for long, he heard a vague female voice full of anger.

"No! I don't seem to be able to hold on for long!"

"..."

It's like a dog! I just thought that you had a slap in the face, but you pulled your hips at the speed of light? You can't help but brag about this, right?

Seeing the urgency of the situation, William no longer cared about the unreliability of the goddess, and instead he gritted his teeth and quickly deduced the safe distance to escape [Death and Explosion].

As a "growth" arcane spell, the power of this thing is linked to the caster's level, as well as the remaining power in the body when the spell is cast. If it is released by an ordinary fourth-order professional, it is enough to directly destroy a city gate instantly. If it is an eighth-order professional...

Then there is no specific damage range. If you have to say one, it should be the entire mountain.

An eighth-order lich's soul-burning and all remaining power's decisive blow, in less than three seconds, can directly erase the main peak at the highest point of the Gray Mist Mountains from the map.

And because the power of death is too strong, there is nowhere to vent, and the radius of a dozen miles will be turned into a paradise for the dead. It requires several cardinal-level bishops to join forces and use high-level magic to spend years of hard work. Barely clean up the remaining dead aura.

In this case, according to the conditions of the surrounding mountain roads, if you want to run to a completely safe position, it will take at least an hour and a dozen minutes!

Looking at the dead air mass that seemed to be gradually expanding in front of him, William frowned and said:

"How long can you hold on? One hour and zero... Forget it, one hour! Can you hold on for one hour?"

As he asked, he calculated in his heart. Although he could not be completely immune to the impact within an hour, the death energy at the edge of the explosion range was no longer so deadly. You might get seriously ill, but you should be able to save your life.

"Uh... can't hold it for so long..."

Can't stand it for an hour?

After hearing Goddess Lacrosse's answer, William felt as if his throat was choking, and his heart sank, and then he asked:

"Then how long can you resist?"

When he asked this sentence, William's heart was already a little heavy.

If it is not enough for an hour, the minimum time cannot be less than forty-five minutes. If it is less than this time, I am afraid that death will occur. If it is less than forty minutes, more than half of the professionals below the second rank may be killed or injured.

If it is less than half an hour, I am afraid that apart from the [Knights of the Dead], there will be few other legions left, and only a few people such as Harry and Iori will survive.

Moreover, most of the people who survived are still trapped in death energy. Even if you find clerics of the seventh rank and above and help them get rid of death energy one by one, their strength will be greatly damaged within a year or two, and they will not be able to advance an inch, so do not below...

"Eight... eight minutes..."

"..."

Are you sure you didn't say ten less! ! !

Seemingly feeling William's anger, the goddess Lacrosse quickly said something to remedy: "I know eight minutes is a bit short, but at this time, I must say the worst possible first. If I risk it, I am actually confident that I can Hold on for about ten minutes..."

Isn't that less than half an hour!

William's teeth hurt because of her anger. He felt the blue veins on both sides of his temples jumping, and he didn't even bother to call others to escape.

Just ten minutes! I'm afraid it will be difficult to escape from this underground palace! No matter how you do it, the group is destroyed, then it's a fart!

"Do you think ten minutes is enough! With all this time, who else can survive except me?"

"Uh... you too... you're not likely to run away..."

"???"

Facing the bewildered William, the vague female voice murmured:

"I... I have to be by your side to release the combat skills of the Fate Sequence, if you leave... um... As long as you leave this underground palace~www.novelmt.com~ I guess I can't control it... "

"..."

So, in the final analysis, is it still group destruction? Then why are you putting so much effort into it? Is it too much trouble to just let me hang up and wait for reincarnation?

Knowing that he had no hope of escaping, William felt chills all over. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his throbbing temple.

"Aren't you a fragment of the goddess of fate? Why can't you solve the self-destruction of an eighth-order lich?"

"You said that I'm just a fragment, how can I compare with the me in the past? Even barely able to control the current situation, relying on..."

"Talking about that?"

A familiar figure came up from the stairs leading to the fourth floor, looked at William with a dignified face and said with a smile:

"Add me?"

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