Throne of Magical Arcana

The spear transformed by Pilimas was blocked by "Pale Justice", felt the power equivalent to the legendary realm for the demon king, and then instantly backed up, revealing a body full of abscesses, squinting. Natasha, who seemed to be shaking even when she was standing, spit out word by word: "Your bloodline is mutated? The heavier the injury, the stronger the strength?"

Natasha didn't speak anymore, holding her long sword in front of Lucien, it seemed that this mutated bloodline ability was also suppressed by Pyrimas' toxin, making her renewed power continue to fly fast The ground is passing, so you can't attack, you can only try to defend first.

And the wounds on her abdomen infected with toxins were difficult to heal, and the massive blood loss also caused her physical weakness.

Piramas raised his voice, looking very neurotic, full of tyrannical emotions: "Spell triggers, magic items are stressed to defend, and bloodline abilities are mutated. Can't the two of you kill me properly? Too bad, too Disgusting, what's the use of your resistance? Isn't it the same that will kill me? Is saving time a bad thing for everyone? "

Lucien is like a person who ca n’t drink. He drank three bottles of rice wine. His brain is dull and slow. He seems to be unable to think about how to deal with it, not to mention magic. It can only vaguely feel the power of the curse. , From the lungs, from the stomach to the neck, and then spread to your brain through the neck, and the power of the curse seems to begin to affect the body's function, in addition to the left hand, the rest of the symptoms gradually appear weak.

"No, you must find a way to get rid of this" drunk "situation, otherwise you will die."

"It is absolutely impossible to give up self-help and wait for rescue, then 99.99% will die before the arrival of reinforcements."

"Natasha is dangerous!"

Confusional thoughts emerged in Lucien's mind. He waved weakly, trying to grasp the inspiration that got rid of the predicament.

Piramas did not know when there were two more dagger-sized bayonet swords. They were covered with a layer of dark green decaying liquid, dripping from time to time on the ground, staining a black area.

"It's all because you don't cooperate, you have to be punished!" Pilimas said angrily, and then began a stormy attack at a speed that Lucien couldn't catch, and the surrounding area was gradually stained with a creepy black, twisted The dark green color and the disgusting light yellow color make everyone who enters this area suppressed by curses, toxins, and diseases.

This is the semi-unreal will realm that only the ninth level golden knight has.

Taking into account the "pale justice" in the hands of Natasha, Piramas did not attack head-on, but relied on the suppression of the speed and will field, constantly looking for the gaps in Natasha's swordsmanship, and then stuck the two swords in the needle A wound.

Although Natasha has the ability to mutate the heavier and heavier and stronger, she is far inferior to Pilimas and is infested by the "weak kiss". It is good to be able to play one-third of her own level. As a result, they can't keep up with the speed of Pilimas and can only wield a long sword for passive defense.

For the first ten seconds or so, Natasha relied on her impenetrable defense and the suppression of the blood of the devil and the evil realm by "pale justice", barely blocking the attack of the "venom demon", but over time, The effect of "Weak Kiss" became more and more obvious. Her strength gradually weakened. There were many loopholes in the sword curtain. She was seized by Pilimas, opened her hunting suit, tore her skin, rotted her muscles, and appeared on her body. After another shocking wound.

Relying on the stimulation from the wound, Natasha's strength recovered a bit, but her breathing became heavier and heavier, like a bow squeezing tightly, not knowing when it would break.

Suddenly, Piramas flashed "Pale Justice" and fooled her in a weird posture with her back toward Natasha. Her right elbow slammed back and hit the center of her chest.

The sound of broken rows of ribs sounded, and Natasha's mouth was bright red with silver and purple blood. She only had time to return the sword and cut off, blocking the next attack of Pilimas. The man flew out and hit the wall beside Lucien.

With a bang, the walls of the secret room shrouded by the magic circle appeared a trace of broken.

Pyrimas was worried about being cut by the "legendary sword" that obviously restrained the blood of the demon, so he did not let his opponents run to death until he died, but to protect himself and not be wiped by "pale justice". Touching first, if not, Natasha was already dead in his hands.

"You shouldn't stand up now?" Pilimas said excitedly and bloodthirstyly, and then shouted nervously, "You, what are you doing standing up? Lie down and let me kill!"

Lucian watched Natasha standing up beside her with difficulty, a drop of blood mixed with sweat dripping on the ground, covered with rotting scars, but she still raised her sword firmly and made a guard Gesture, my heart suddenly sour.

"Unless I die, I can't cross me half a step."

Under the serious injury, Natasha's voice was not so weak, but her weak condition had not been substantially changed.

Lucien hated her powerlessness very much at this time. Without being able to use her mental power, she could only be regarded as a half-knight and could not be inserted into a high-level battle.

"You must get out of this dilemma!"

"Mental power must be restored!"

"If you want to restore your mental strength, you must first remove the curse."

"How to remove the curse?"

Lucien's head was congested, thinking slowly, and he felt the power of curses pouring into his mind through his neck.

"I announced that my most annoying object has changed from a magician to you! This mutant bloodline with heavier injuries and stronger strength is too disgusting!" Pilimas jumped like thunder, but this did not affect his strength at all. Instead, it is more bloodthirsty and crazy.

The spirit of anger and the characteristics of chaotic bloodline did not make Pilimas lose the basic knight judgment. It was still like the previous storm attack with speed and agility, bullying Natasha to protect Lucien and bullying her. Poor strength and inconvenient movement.

The bloody silver-purple blood ticked down to the ground, and Lucian seemed to hear the countdown to Natasha's life, a feeling of despair and self-hatred spontaneously.

But for Lucien, such despair was accompanied not by giving up, but by conditioned reflexive unyielding, and the spirit of never giving up was integrated into his soul from the moment the "Symphony of Fate" was played.

Emotions such as irritability, anxiety, despair, and self-aversion disappeared. Even Lucien ’s brain was still in a state of “drunkness”, numbness and dullness, and because of the lack of interference from negative emotions, he restored a little thinking ability.

"The power of the curse seems to affect the body and soul by affecting the brain ..."

"It merges with the blood of the body, has a continuous force of follow-up, and then uses the neck as a bridge to enter the brain ... Sooner or later my mental strength will be completely crushed and enter the" drunk dream "... this may be Piramas The longer the delay, the better the effect ... "

After analysing the influence process of the power of the curse hard, Lucien couldn't find a solution to it. Because the curse requires magical means, and now he is suppressed by the curse, it is difficult to cast magic, so he is caught in an endless loop.

"Is there any other way?" Lucien looked at his body and found that only the left hand had power left.

"Left hand?"

"It is not affected by the power of the curse!"

Lucien's deep pupil suddenly enlarged!

At this time, Natasha was hit again by Piramas on the wall, but the soundproofing of the secret room and the defense of the magic circle made the nobles outside unaware.

Sliding off the wall, Natasha propped up on the ground with her left hand, trying to stand up, but her wrists suddenly flicked, and the whole person fell again with a crack, and a feeble sadness emanated.

But Natasha didn't give up, she was still trying, even if Pilimas had come, she didn't interrupt her perseverance, she would die anyway, so she had to work hard again before closing her eyes!

"Wow, get up, but you get up, I want to see if you can get up again!" Pilimas shouted madly, ridiculing Natasha's inability to struggle.

Then he turned to look at Lucien, pressed his chest with his left hand, and bowed slightly: "Let the two go to hell!"

As soon as the words fell, he picked up two swords and thrust them at the heads of Lucien and Natasha respectively.

Lucien raised her left hand swayingly, but the bayonet had arrived, and everything seemed to come to an end.

At this moment, when there was a noise, Natasha appeared again in front of her. The wound on her body was so cruel, and her feet were so vain, but it seemed that there was a spiritual force that made her stand up and use "Pale justice" blocked the two swords of Pilimas.

Natasha's long purple hair had been broken up, spreading behind her like a wave, covering her bloody face and making her eyes unclear.

Such a scene left a deep impression on Lucien, but he had too little time to think about it, and his left hand slammed.

Piramas shouted angrily: "You can stand up!"

"Don't crush your bones, don't fall down!" Natasha seemed to be crying with her soul, but her power had passed so badly that her mutated bloodline couldn't make up for it. "Pale justice" had a tendency to sag.

At this moment, Pilimas' eyes widened, and he saw Lucien behind Natasha, with her left five fingers spread out, thrusting into his neck fiercely, blood spewed out, spilling Natasha's back.

"Does he want to commit suicide?"

The pain, the unimaginable neuropathic pain almost caused Lucien to roll over in pain, but fortunately there was no strength all over the body.

Strongly holding back the pain, without pursuing precision, Lucien exerted his left five fingers hard, as if to twist something, and the cursing power that surged into the brain disappeared as soon as it touched the mysterious existence of Silver Moon and Necromancer trace.

"Weak Kiss" itself is a nine-level level, but the toxin has been offset, and the remaining cursing power is naturally difficult to exist in front of "the left hand of God"!

A black air rushed out of Lucien's neck and dissipated into the air.

The central nerve is broken, and Lucien can't feel the part under the head at this time, but for a magician, as long as the head is still, the soul is still, then everything is still there!

The mental power surged like a hurricane at sea, and the cursing power without support was retreated, and was suppressed to the corner, close to collapse.

"There is a problem with his left hand!"

Pilimas saw the disappearance of the black gas, and became alert, not wanting to kill Natasha first, trying to bypass her magician who solved the trouble.

However, he did not care too much, a magician with only six or seven rings level may not be able to break his semi-unreal will field!

But at this time, he saw Lucien withdraw his left hand, and heard a rugged mouth not like human voice:

"Soul Confinement!"