Novel Full Neither of the legendary knights was holding their longsword. They simply floated there empty-handed.
“It’s about time. I’ll go down and ask them to cancel the defense.” Hoffenberg raised his eyes and looked at the clear stars.
Atlant, the Eye of Curse, said with a smile, “Thank you for your cooperation, Your Majesty.”
Different from Kritonia, Hoffenberg was not controlled by the Liege of Death’s death, and he was almost a top legend. So, he was more like a partner.
Hoffenberg turned around and flew downward in a streak of light as his voice rang in the sky.
“Take action!”
Hardly had he concluded his sentence when Kritonia’s body suddenly blurred into ripples. A silver sword burst out of his body and slashed at the Witch of Iceland!
He was actually holding Hoffenberg’s “Sword of Truth”!
Caught unprepared, the Witch of Iceland only had the time to activate the passive defense and blink effects. However, the light of the silver sword could not be thrown away like a parasite. It slashed the magic defense and nullified the space transportation effects, cutting the Witch of Iceland precisely.
The Sword of Truth cuts everything!
Kritonia cared about nothing else and did not defend himself at all, as if the Liege of Death and the Eye of Curse next to him did not exist.
At this moment, he could only see the Witch of Iceland in his eyes.
The Liege of Death simply watched it without doing anything because he seemed to have been transferred to a different world!
The silver sword passed through the Witch of Iceland’s body, which seemed to be made of ice. It was torn apart by countless illusionary gaps into dancing pieces, resulting in a great snowfall.
Even on the verge of her death, the Witch of Iceland could not believe that the Heart of Time would attack her, because he had been implanted with a terrible curse by the Liege of Death earlier. The moment he harmed them, his blood would immediately boil and kill him.
The source of the curse was from the top legendary essence of the Liege of Death. So, even the demigods such as the Lord of Hell or the God of Silver Moon could barely lift it without catching the attention of the Liege of Death, unless a demigod-level sorcerer cracked it directly.
It was absolutely impossible!
Such a sorcerer hadn’t been born yet!
The snowflakes dispersed, and the Witch of Iceland perished.
The silver streak of brightness that Hoffenberg turned into zigzagged halfway and flashed to the front of the Eye of Curse.
Atlant had realized what was going on when the Witch of Iceland was attacked. However, instead of providing aid, he simply cast a spell to escape. Therefore, when the brightness that Hoffenberg turned into hit him, only a scream came through the spaces in between, but nothing better was achieved.
“You are a fast runner…” Hoffenberg said coldly and did not chase after him. Instead, he looked at the Liege of Death and thought to himself, Don’t blame me. It’s all because Aalto has failed, and you don’t stand any chance anymore…
The intelligence half an hour ago decided his choice. Although the legendary sorcerers retained daily communication, they were incapable of establishing transmission magic circles everywhere and could only exchange messages through their demiplanes at fixed times. Since the legendary sorcerers of Aalto were in the middle of an intense battle, they certainly did not have the time to send intelligence to this place!
The Liege of Death seemed to have been abandoned by the world. He floated there. He was unable to speak, which made him realize that he had encountered a demigod.
In the sky of Cocus, a middle-aged man, who had a holy crown and a platinum staff, surfaced and said peacefully, “You should feel honored. The Lord has asked me to abort the pursuit of the dark creatures and come to execute you.”
A top legendary sorcerer and a necromancer who had been a top legend for a thousand years were definitely most horrifying. Even Dracula and Danisos did not dare to say that they were stronger than the Liege of Death. In terms of the mysterious attacks, the survival abilities, and the resurrection methods, the Liege of Death was much more skilled than them.
Looking at Pope Gregory before him, the Liege of Death suddenly asked, “Who are you exactly?”
The curse on Kritonia had been somehow cracked, which made him realize that something was not right. He then sensed a vague feeling of familiarity from the pope; the familiarity that he had sensed from a certain legendary sorcerer many, many years ago.
Voices could not be spread out of the range of Gregory’s power. He raised his head and said proudly, “You don’t deserve to know.”
The platinum staff was raised, and the projection of Mountain Paradise appeared. The praises of “You are one, and everyone” echoed in the sky.
……
Old Fox Arnold felt anxious when he saw the dancing snowflakes. The terrible feeling came through the projection of the Host Star of Destiny.
“Run!” he roared desperately.
From every part of the swamp, gold knights and radiant knights came at them as elements and light. In Cocus, red robes arrived under the protection of the holy light. In the darkness, the night watchers reaped lives unpredictable.
Coming back to themselves, Congus, Nielson, Priscilla, Fernando, and the other sorcerers did not know what was going on, but they began to try their best to kill their enemies. In the meantime, they used life-preservation spells as soon as possible, hoping to escape even by means of suicide!
The battle was most intense.
Arnold searched for Priscilla and Fernando, hoping to give them a hand before he escaped.
At this moment, Kritonia saw him from the high sky. He narrowed his eyes and waved his right hand. The Sword of Truth immediately cut Arnold in a streak of brightness.
“You are too weak to be involved in this? Smartness without strength is nothing,” he mocked casually.
The magic effects on Arnold had been broken before they were activated. The sword passed through his body.
The cold and stinging feeling paralyzed Arnold’s soul and made him turn to Rentato subconsciously. He thought in confusion, Am I finally going to die?
……
“Old fox!”
“Old fox!”
Struggling to the edge of the siege despite the wounds, Fernando saw the old fox hit by the silver sword just as he was about to cast Chaos Teleportation.
In his mind, the old fox was an extremely cunning old man. Whatever he said, there might be a scheme behind it. He was always at ease, and everything was under control.
Shouldn’t he have more backup plans and more reinforcements? Was he dying just like this?
A dagger pierced out of the darkness into Fernando’s back.
……
Below the ground near Rentato…
Douglas sat at the center of the square in a daze, fully concentrated on the problem that was of paramount importance.
After working hard for a while, he raised his head in exhaustion and looked at the remaining sorcerers.
At this moment, a few little kids ran and played with each other. One of them accidentally threw away the apple in his hands.
In a parabola, the apple fell to the ground of the square.
The curve struck Douglas’ head like a lightning and illuminated all the darkness. Everything he accumulated in the past was gathered into an answer.
“That’s the case!
“That’s the law of the motion of celestial bodies!”
As if he were crazy, Douglas picked up his quill and wrote on the paper next to him quickly.
All the fires in Allyn suddenly died out, and dull explosions came from the earth.
The sorcerers who stayed in this place looked at each other in bewilderment, having no idea what had happened.
It was night, and Rentato was supposed to be covered in darkness. However, a scorching sun hung in the sky and released light and heat.
Behind it, a vast and boundless universe appeared, and the stars functioned in both apparent and mysterious patterns.
“What happened?” The guards of the city who hadn’t slept yet were astounded.
……
Near his death, Arnold suddenly saw the rising sun in the direction of Rentato, which was a major contrast to the darkness on his side. He struggled to put on a smile.
“Am I having an illusion?
“Or has he truly succeeded?”
In vague consolation, he was ripped into shreds by the Sword of Truth.
Fernando also saw that. Trying to prevent himself from being affected by the stunning effect of the dagger, he disappeared through Chaos Teleportation.
“It’s daytime in Rentato? Douglas’ cognitive world has half solidified? A feedback from the real world?”
They were the last thoughts before he passed out.
In the meantime, “Ceaseless Wind”, the legendary knight of Cocus, joined the battlefield and blocked everybody else who was trying to escape.
The ivory ocean of holy light consumed the sky. The Liege of Death’s body turned transparent irreversibly.
Sensing the changes in Rentato, he smiled with complicated feelings. “The succession of magic never stops.”
Pope Gregory seemed twenty years older all of a sudden, and his hair turned gray. He looked at the sun in Rentato and coughed. “It’s only the half-solidification of the cognitive world. He’s a new legend at most.”
He needed quietness after God’s Arrival and did not want to attack again, so he said to Hoffenberg, “You go and take care of it.”
……
The people he was familiar with collapsed, the old fox’s blood spilled on his face, enemies were everywhere in the darkness, and it was impossible to escape… Fernando suddenly woke up from his nightmare, feeling pain all over his body.
“Huh.” Somebody next to him sniffed.
Fernando looked in shock, only to discover that he was inside a spacious wagon, which was riding steadily without any bump. Inside the carriage, a most beautiful girl was staring at him expressionlessly.
She had a pair of clear and cold eyes.
“Hathaway?” Fernando recognized her although they hadn’t met for ten years. He couldn’t help but feel that the little girl had grown into a gorgeous woman.
Hathaway was wearing a common red court dress. She nodded her head as acknowledgment. Then, she thought for a long time, only to come up with nothing to comfort Fernando, so she simply said, “The obstacles to Douglas’ legendary level are no more.”
Fernando was back to reality all of a sudden. He roared in frustration and depression, “How is that going to help? The Liege of Death is dead, old fox is dead, Nielson is dead, everybody is dead!
“How is a new legend going to help anything?”
With her eyes glimmering, Hathaway stared at him for a while. Then, she picked up a thick, black-covered book nearby. “Douglas asked me to give it to you.”
“A book?” In his desperation, Fernando took over the book and looked at the cover, only to be briefly stunned.
It was “Mathematical Principles of Magical Philosophy”!