The blood-red river broke into his mind, and for a moment Uriel felt that his heart had stopped beating. But the messenger shook off his stiffness the next moment. He held the spikes, and the ice spread to dispel the mystery. With a little force, he pulled them completely out of the body. The sudden low temperature made these metals as brittle as biscuits, and pieces fell into the pool of blood. When Uriel recovered from the panic, he had already frozen the wound on his chest.
"How is it?" Uriel asked, his mood still not out of the shadows. Even if the mentor's reaction meant that the spikes didn't damage his internal organs, they just looked scary.
"You can't die." Joey wasn't as scared as he was. His stiff expression didn't even change much, as if this was what he expected. If he panics or is terrified, something is wrong. Well, maybe not so definitely. "I ducked."
Someone needs to tell him that luck and independent effort are two different things, Uriel thought. But that person better not be me. "Did Lametta escape?" The sparkling waves on the sea made his eyes water. Uriel wanted to see the battle between the witch and the Fire Moon Lord, but the messenger prevented him from approaching the wall.
"No." Joey pointed to the broken metal spikes. "She destroyed the parts. They broke away from my magic."
She destroyed more than she imagined. Uriel looked at the pieces on the ground and wanted to try to put them together. "It seems she can manipulate a wide range of metals, as long as they are not hidden in mystical items or magic."
"Don't jump to conclusions. She is unknown."
"It makes sense." However, he could not contemplate the scope of the devil's power now. "I felt her power react."
The mystery was so deep and hot that Uriel almost dared not touch it. The Sea of Singing was calm, and the elemental waves set off by the Witch and the Lord of the Flame Moon only caused ripples near the dock. However, in his magical vision, Uriel felt that there seemed to be an active volcano that had been accumulated for a long time under the waves.
"Go back to the street." The messenger pushed the apprentice, but Uriel didn't move, so he ordered instead. His feelings were equally deep and strong. "Pay attention to the dark wizard. That woman also knows black magic. She can control puppets——"
Uriel grabbed his mentor's arm and fell backwards. The two lost their balance and fell into the shadow of the broken wall. A beam of flames swept across the broken narrow platform and plunged into the sea unabated. The explosion caused the floating platform to tilt violently, and the thick smoke made the entire world as dark as night. The apprentice smelled the stench of burnt corpses and evaporated blood, mingled messily with the fishy smell of the sea.
The loud noise was not as dizzy as the sudden surge of heat. Uriel's head hit the stone wall, but he was only aware of the pain. The messenger seemed to have said something, but he didn't hear it at all. Until a pair of hands helped him up - I thought it was unnecessary for Ms. Helen to ask her to protect me. Uriel stood up with the help of his maid Nanna and realized that he had been moved to the inside of the dock. That probably happened when he couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north. On the crumbling attic platform, the envoy was observing another battlefield and killing the wizard puppets who were lucky enough to cross the battle line and rush towards the factory one by one. As long as the apprentice looks at him, he has an inexplicable illusion that he is completely weak.
"How long has it been since I was last sober?" he asked in a low voice, worried that the situation would get out of control during this time.
"Less than two minutes," Nanna said. "I think you need some rest, my lord."
"I'm not an adult. Are you hurt?"
"No, sir...I mean, no." She simply didn't address him.
"Be careful of black magic." He warned. In the dream, the girl was safe in the apartment on Black Whale Street. Maybe he shouldn't have dragged her into the middle of the battlefield. She might be more afraid of Joey than the lion.
Uriel climbed up the crumbling wall onto the platform. On the edge of Iron Dragon Port, the battlefield of elements and witchcraft is truly colorful. Lady Helen had no chance to arrange the ritual, but her mysterious nature rendered the Fire Moon Lord's elemental attacks and burning properties useless. The devil changed his fighting style against the White Envoy and kept trying to close the distance. The Harp's witchcraft was so strange and flexible that he had not yet touched Ms. Helen's cloak.
Nanna jumped up and down behind him, scurrying lightly onto the platform. The messenger was dissatisfied when he saw them: "I asked you to take him to the streets. Are you deaf?"
"There are many wizards on the street... there are many wizards on the street." The maid stammered in reply.
"But there is no Kongjing." He waved his hand, "Get away now."
Uriel could order whatever he wanted, but whether it would work or not was another matter. As for Nanna, well, this girl is probably nothing in Bai Zhizhi's eyes, and Joey doesn't care what she does. He kicked one of the golems away, sending it tumbling down the narrow platform.
There were no dark wizards rushing over. These people were flesh and blood with independent consciousness, and there was no reason to risk their lives to cross the battlefield in the sky. Uriel hopes this continues a little longer. "Did Lord Flame Moon just step in to help his sister?"
"It was a mistake. The Witch of Destiny is fully capable of dealing with Seroma." The messenger said, "It should not have been a mistake." A puppet accidentally crawled under his knife, and suddenly suffered a tragic fate of its body and head being separated. Bai Zhizhi's expression looked slightly angry. This is already not easy.
"Ms. Helen is not a professional like you." Uriel explained. And she definitely didn't have to take training classes during her apprenticeship. He commanded the magic chain to lift up another puppet soldier and smash it into the floor.
"I'm a demon hunter, not a militiaman fighting fires and disasters. Have you seen this?"
What I see is that we used that pile of alchemical products to prevent Lametta from detonating the core. That was the only success, Uriel thought to himself. During this period, there was no fireball that disturbed the battlefield, and there was no tug-of-war that caught everyone off guard. "There are many differences between reality and dreams. But I can't tell Ms. Helen everything... In short, reality has changed a little."
Relying on "spiritual vision", he quickly figured out the root cause of the change: Ms. Helen believed that the alchemy parts were the key and paid great attention to them. Lord Mercury knew even less, but she was not blind enough to ignore their actions... In other words, the Demon Lord also followed those alchemy parts.
"Then find other ways, apprentice." Joey ordered, "otherwise your internship will be unqualified."
Go to hell, whose fault do you think this is? A loud noise came from under my feet, as if a volcano was erupting in the water. Uriel turned and looked at the sea, only to find that the floating platform was motionless and the waves seemed to be still. This was not what I wanted to see. He missed the rocking feeling of the boat.
At present, the pontoon of the dock and the pier are connected together. The biting cold wind blows through the frozen harbor, and the ground is white with frost. "I really don't mind if you bring it up again after you go back to Brumnot. Look at your feet. Lametta graciously returned that page of confession to you?"
Joey turned a deaf ear to his apprentice's complaints. He threw the confession to his apprentice, changed the sword and held it in his hand, "If your method doesn't work, then change it to mine. Take the Witch of Destiny with me to Black Whale Street and wait."
Perhaps Lady Helen would agree, she has a blind faith in the Lord of the Tower. In the eyes of many people, it is not unusual for Bai Zhishi to win with one against two. He has no opponent in the Sky Realm. The problem is that the messenger seems to take these nonsense seriously. "Go and pray for you? No."
The messenger glanced at him arrogantly, "I will kill these two idiots."
Even before the arrival of the Broken Moon God, when he didn't understand the mentor's power at all, he was not so full of doubts now. Uriel raised his hand, considering whether to throw the confession on his head, but in the end he did not dare to do so. He hands the confession back to Joey.
"Unfortunately, my perspective is slightly different: all I can see is an idiot, and he's right in front of me."
"Keep your opinions for yourself, and tell me when you no longer regret it." Joey said, "Lametta has been staying at the bottom of the sea, and she is... she is coming up."
Roars came from the distant deep sea, and the frozen sea shattered under the erupting magic volcano. Lord Mercury flew up to the floating platform holding the alchemy core. The quasi-spherical ball shone like a morning star in the summer night sky. Her expression was full of hatred. The envoy passed over the apprentice, intending to fly over and close the distance just like he did with Seroma...but Uriel ripped him off and inserted the ice blade into the ground with his backhand.
"The Word Arouses"
"Under the throne, everyone is surrounded by ministers——"
"Ice Crown"!
The frost sword in Uriel's hand melted, and mystery bloomed before his eyes. The roaring waves hit the solid ice wall, and fell back to the Sea of Singing like a dizzy wild dog.
The young man turned to glare at him, as if he was considering whether to deal with his own people first. Casual look. I know it's more difficult for you to organize words than to come up with good ideas. Uriel was the first to speak: "Please worry about the elemental bombs flying over for me. Please note, you cannot use anything else except "Aloof Praise"."
After resisting the impact of the waves, the icy thorn bushes turned into a howling blizzard. Even though the momentum was not as great as the frozen seaport, and the mystery was far less than that of the sword on the streets of Kamaria, when it collided with Lord Mercury's witchcraft, the ice blade still shattered the obstacles like a bamboo, rushing towards The demon lord looked astonished.
The sorcerer golems launched a fierce attack. An orange-red line of fire also streaked across the pier, cutting into the furious ice and snow storm. The messenger broke the necks of the first two unlucky ones, and struck the edge of the "Lonely Praise" with his backhand sword. The ice shield flew out diagonally, colliding with the elemental cannonballs in mid-air, and both turned into red and white fireworks.
But Lametta did not sit still. Illusory mirrors appeared in mid-air. She hid in them, and her figure suddenly became difficult to distinguish between real and fake.
"There is no distance between the mountains and the sea -"
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