Dust of History Chapter 17: The best ending (end)

Inham didn't just watch from the sidelines when Vidnina Shifad was there. As he said before, he really tried his best to stop her. From the lowest-level magic missile to the high-level fire wall, and even white magic purification and light archery, in this short period of time, he has released almost all the available spells like a cannonball. It's just a pity that all the spells he cast dissipated on the shield wrapped in a layer of black breath.

In the end, he didn't even use spells anymore, but rushed up directly, trying to interrupt the Lich's spellcasting just like Agrinel's melee attack. But as soon as he put on the magic shield, he was immediately bounced back. Although his skills can be regarded as very good, the gap between him and Agrinel cannot be described by quantifiers such as size.

He did not give up, but gathered all his strength and rushed forward again. This time he was not bounced back, but his whole body was embedded in this layer of black aura, and he was squeezed madly by the strong magic all around him. If he hadn't pulled himself out desperately, just this shield would have put him back. Turn into a ball of minced meat.

Vidnina didn't pay attention to him at all, just relying on this layer of protective magic shield to make him exhausted. At this time, the green flames spit out by the Dark Dragon had completely submerged Sandro.

The cyan dragon did not disappear, but flew back after hovering in mid-air. This is no longer an illusion, but a summoned creature similar to an elemental creature. When it flew back to the heads of Vidnina and Inham, another mouthful of overwhelming flames poured down.

The green flame melted everything it touched, and the cliffs on both sides melted like wax. After the flames passed, only a piece of hot blackness remained.

Videnina and Inham are still standing in it. It's just that everything within a few meters of Lich's body is fine, even the ground is still cold, while Inham is in a state of distress, not only the clothes on his body, but even his hair are scorched black. It looked like a survivor who had just escaped from the fire.

"Why. Are you reluctant to kill me?" Inham was still laughing. He knew very well that it was impossible to survive such a surgery with his own ability. It's just that now he's not just in a state of embarrassment, the dark fluctuations contained in the flames are raging wantonly in his body, cutting and eating away his vitality and mana.

The lich was silent. Except that the fire in her eyes was still dancing, she was no different from the statue. After a long while, she said in a hoarse and ugly voice: "You are not worthy of my killing now. I want you to watch the king of the dead rise here before turning you into dust."

"Sandro, are you willing to kill him?"

"I didn't hold back, but maybe he was only seriously injured... Maybe... If he can really survive. I will let him see that great moment with his own eyes." Widnina said answer. After all, this was once the strongest necromancer, and the teacher who led him into the field of Divi Valley and necromancer magic, she knew her strength very well. Even the dragon's breath that is close to the forbidden curse like the dragon of darkness. Maybe there is really no way to kill him with a single blow.

But when she focused on the area that had been burned by the flames, she found nothing. There is no trace of Sandro's existence, as if this person has been wiped out in the breath of the dragon of darkness like everything else.

"Impossible...there is a ghost here." Vidnina was stunned. But then she understood. People like Sandro. Even if it is death, it is impossible to die so silently.

Almost in the distance of the limit of sight, the body of a gargoyle pulled up from the valley and headed northwest. Although I can't see clearly. But Vidnina knew there must be someone up there.

No matter how fast the gargoyle is, it is impossible to fly so far in such a short time. It seems that at least she has already quietly advanced in the valley long before she sent out the dragon of darkness.

"As expected of a teacher. It seems that I have a lot to learn..." Vidnina sighed sincerely.

"As expected of an old man." Inham also noticed it, and smiled wryly. "It turns out that I don't need to be sentimental. He naturally knows what to do."

One of the biggest differences between old people and young people is that old people are usually very sensible. No matter how weird the old people are, they will never be as impulsive as young people when they are at the top of the trend. And Sandro has become an old monster like this. When he expresses that he wants to save face, it simply makes you think that he is going to save face. Similarly, he expresses surprise, dissatisfaction, anger, escape and so on. , It's all just what he thinks he needs from you. Vidnina and Inham couldn't even tell whether he was cooperating with Agrinel or had already run away before.

As early as twenty years ago, Agrinel and Sandro were both the leaders of Devi Valley, and the cooperation between the two has long been tacit to the point where no words are needed.

The scroll of the master-level mirror image clone technique coupled with a proper performance and the help of Agrinel, Sandro actually slipped out from under the noses of the two of them. This distance is already dozens of miles away, even if you look for the same gargoyle now, you can't catch up.

"It's a pity that the teacher didn't expect me to have this. It's a fortune." Vidnina didn't need to look for the gargoyle, she had a mount that was bigger and more convenient than the gargoyle beside her.

The cyan dragon hovering above their heads lowered its head and flew down. Although it can only last for a short time to summon creatures, although it still needs to rely on the breath of the dark star to maintain its form and cannot leave the Shadow Spiral Mountain Range, when it is a dragon of darkness after all, it is not like a gargoyle in terms of combat power or speed. Golems are comparable. Vidnina is sure enough to catch up.

But just when she was about to stand up and fly onto the dragon body, Inham, who was still on the ground, suddenly laughed.

He smiled extremely happily, as if he had just encountered the happiest thing in the world. He laughed: "So I still need my help."

He was laughing and coughing at the same time, and a big mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth. But he didn't care, and instead chanted the white magic prayer, but his prayer was quite different from any priest's.

"My illusory lord, let me, an ungodly believer, borrow your power. Use your emptiness and holiness to purify this real darkness, just like purifying our own hearts..."

A large piece of dazzling white light followed the prayer, which was extremely dazzling in the world that had been completely enveloped in darkness. This is a purification technique in which a bishop-level white mage pours all his magic power and vitality into one point.

In the dazzling white light, the form of the cyan dragon is disintegrating rapidly, collapsing rapidly, just like a complete building whose beams were suddenly removed. Even with a manipulator like a lich, even with a dark star as its source of magic power, this purification technique has already destroyed the huge magic system that makes up its body.

"Bastard." An angry howl that was so ugly that it was almost indistinguishable resounded through the sky from the Lich's throat.

A green flame flashed through the air, and with a soft whistling sound, a big hole was opened in Inham's chest. Transparent front and back, a hole that almost bisects him, big enough for a man to slip from the front to the back of him.

Inham was still laughing, but not anymore. No blood flowed from this huge wound, the high temperature of the green fire almost heats up your body directly, and the black death aura within it can turn any body it touches into the same as coal. But this is actually not important anymore, that purification technique is enough to kill him. Just as he was casting the spell, the injury left by the dragon's breath destroyed his body.

The lich in mid-air looked at his outstretched hand, the hand that had just issued this blow. Can't see her expression.

"Death by your hands, such a death is the best ending I can choose now."

Looking at the Lich, Inham uttered the last words with the last bit of strength remaining in his body and spirit.

The cyan dragon has disappeared, and Vidnina slowly descended from mid-air. Maybe it's because the mana is not enough, or maybe it's other reasons, she didn't try to summon the Dragon of Darkness again~IndoMTL.com~ just looked at Inham who had become a corpse.

There was still no expression on Lich's face, but he just stood quietly and watched for a long time without moving.

A gust of wind blew by, and the body of Marquis Inham fell down. The wind also stirred the dead muscles on Lich's face, but they were lifeless.

Beyond the Shadow Spiral Mountains. In the past, the sky of Feilong Desert was also gray and dark when the scorching sun shone all over it, but this grayness was much better than that in the mountains. A gargoyle is flying alone in this gray sky.

"That kid is dead." Agrinel on the gargoyle looked back in the direction of Diyagu. Although she couldn't see anything, she could feel it.

"Congratulations to him. He was here to die." Sandro said without looking back.

"What about you, aren't you going to die too?" Agrinel sneered. She has a lot of scorched marks on her body, but she looks calm.

"No, how can I be compared with that kind of guy?" Sandro also sneered, and then his face became calm again. "I'm going to choose the best ending for me."