Setavis raised his golden sword high and stabbed Xiao Zhimiao. At the critical moment, Xiao Zhimiao swung his bleeding blade to attack.
The sharp blade made of blood could barely penetrate the curse mark in front of him and dissipated. The golden sword also stopped at her heart, blocked by the crimson curse seal.
Xiao Zhimiao was no longer able to use any skills. She felt the surging magic aura behind her, and an arrow condensed with crimson magic flew from behind, knocking Setavis back.
A crimson magic circle lit up from under them, and the crimson magic power extending from the magic circle formed into chains, binding Setavis layer by layer.
Countless golden curse seals lit up around him, swallowing up the crimson magic power one by one, and the chains that trapped him were quickly broken free by him.
Xiao Zhimiao could feel that little Cecia was dealing with Setavis. She had been prepared to be tried in Cecia's place, but she still came.
She wanted to get up from the ground, but a holy magic circle under her body covered Sethia's magic circle. Her health was devoured by the holy magic circle. She was completely exhausted, and there were constant shadows in front of her eyes.
The lower her health, the more painful the sacrificial wound became, but she was still holding on.
As long as Setavis didn't die, she had to hold on.
Xu Zhilan felt her consciousness, propped up his body beside her, lifted her up from the ground, and half held her in his arms.
He was extremely conscious and endured the pain from Xiao Zhimiao's wound that was transmitted to him at the same time, and his body was shaking slightly from the pain.
Only when he felt this pain personally did he know how painful Xiao Zhizhi was, and her pain was far more than that, it was just physical.
But she was still holding on, and the determination in her eyes shook his heart.
He watched Xiao Zhimiao raise her hand in thought, and weak crimson magic energy surrounded her hand.
But after lifting it several times, it fell down weakly.
Xiao Zhimiao smiled weakly. He was still too weak. If he wanted to kill the gods, his ability was simply not enough, far from it.
She tried to raise her hand again, and before falling, Xu Zhilan held her hand.
The hand in front of her was so pale that she could see blue blood vessels. Xu Zhilan's soul had been bound to her for a long time, and her tolerance for pain was getting higher and higher.
The pain caused by this sacrificial wound is a double pain in body and soul, and it will always be superimposed, because she has sacrificed her life to this spell. If she does not die, she is "cheating" this spell, the sacrifice spell. The surgery would deepen the pain in her body and make her give up.
This kind of pain is even worse than when I was in Kane City.
Xiao Zhimiao watched the clones of Sethia and Setavis fighting in a crimson and golden mist. She asked Xu Zhilan to help her up, intending to use her last bit of health to condense into arrows.
As soon as Zhu Xin condensed into a bow in her hand, a figure flew in front of her, slashing at her with a sharp sword.
Xu Zhilan reacted very quickly and controlled Qiansi to pull him away, but the translucent sharp blade in his hand directly cut off Qiansi. Xiao Zhimiao's Zhu Xin came out and blocked it in front of them. The huge force knocked them back.
Xiao Zhimiao looked at the person who came, and Siannia was looking at her with a look of resentment.
She snorted coldly, "I actually forgot about you."
Cyannia flew towards her, "Die!"
Countless golden blades flew towards Xiao Zhimiao with his attack. A defensive formation blocked them, and were shattered by Cyannia's translucent blade.
That is Xie Zhi's skill. Now the remaining players' attribute panels have been consumed to the limit, and their magic value and physical strength have bottomed out. For the gods in front of them, they are almost helpless with their abilities and can only help reluctantly. He asked Xiao Zhimiao to resist the attack. .z.br>
Only Xie Zhi's condition was slightly better. He kept an eye on Xiao Zhimiao's condition and used his few remaining magic points to help her resist.
The shield in front of Xiao Zhimiao was broken, and she suddenly raised her head to look at Siannia, a glimmer of light flashing across her crimson eyes.
Seiania met her eyes, and Sesia in front of her suddenly turned into the dead Bazel, and his movements immediately stopped.
The moment he paused, Xiao Zhimiao turned his heart into a sharp blade and pounced at Siannia.
Siannia quickly realized that she had been hit by Xiao Zhimiao's succubus illusion, but it was already too late.
"Pfft!"
Xiao Zhimiao burst out with the last force, threw him to the ground, and stabbed him in the chest.
Seannia held Zhu Xin with both hands and stared at her.
"Sesia!"
He wanted to fight back, but the translucent sharp blade in his hand reached Xu Zhilan's hand at some point. He wanted to recall it, but the small magic circle that Xiao Zhimiao worked hard to gather isolated the holy magic power.
He growled, turned over and pressed Sethia under him, grabbing her neck with his hands.
Xiao Zhimiao vigorously turned the Zhu Xin that was inserted into Siannia's heart. Siannia finally lost her strength and fell softly on her.
She whispered in His ear: "Our magic power has been suppressed. It's fair. You still lost to me, Cyannia."
After she finished speaking, Seannia's aura dissipated, and she could feel Seannia's unwillingness.
No matter how unwilling he is, He will never be able to defeat Him.
Xu Zhilan staggered to her side, pushed Siannia away from her, and helped her up from the ground.
Xiao Zhimiao glanced at the lifeless Ceannia on the ground, then turned to look at Sethia and Sethavis.
As soon as she looked, two figures fell from the air at the same time.
Blood spurted out from little Sethia's body, and she fell to the ground like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind.
A bloody blade made of little Sethia's blood pierced through Sethavis's chest. As little Sethia fell, the bloody blade dissipated, leaving a big hole in Sethavis's chest.
As soon as Setavis fell to the ground, the holy magic power surrounding the square and the suppression on Xiao Zhimiao disappeared.
Xiao Zhimiao staggered to little Sethia's side and reached out to cover her chest, which had been pierced by Setavis' sword.
Blood kept pouring out of her wound, and she couldn't hold it back.
"Why are you doing all this extra work?"
Little Sethia said hoarsely, looking at her with extremely calm eyes.
The moment she killed the clone of Setavis, the heaviness in her eyes dissipated.
Even if she knew that this was just a clone of Him, it was enough. At least she had taken the first step.
Little Sethia put her hand on Xiao Zhimiao's hand, "I won't really die anyway, right?"
There was a hint of comfort in that tone.
When Xiao Zhimiao heard what she said, his strength finally gave out and he fell softly beside her.
They both turned to look at each other, one looking at their past, the other looking at their future.
The corners of Xiao Zhimiao's mouth raised, tears flashing in his eyes, "It was you who helped me."
Little Sethia also laughed, "We are helping ourselves. I know you must kill Him, otherwise you will not be willing to do so."
Xiao Zhimiao looked above his head. The bright magic circle that shrouded the Holy City had dissipated, the crimson magic power had begun to engulf the Holy City, and the curse seal that Sethia had hidden in the statue had been activated.
The huge statue of the God of Light collapsed, and the buildings in the holy city began to collapse and sink.
Now, even if the God of Light comes in person, he cannot prevent the collapse of this copy.
