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Chapter 405 Alienation

If the risks associated with instability are not considered, the "chaotic bloodline" created by Sein Democra can give people powerful power.∷

Indeed, there is no difference between good and bad in power itself, because they are just means to achieve their goals. Just like most tools, they do not have the ability to distinguish good and evil. They can activate the body's ability, give more powerful magic power, and even make people's life stronger... From any perspective, it is a force that can make people surpass their own limits in a short period of time.

If these substances extracted from the blood of the Slots can gain power without paying any price, there will be countless people flocking to it, and they don’t care how many people will sacrifice it for it. After all, even if the side effects are so obvious, such a large number of magicians have followed Sein Democra’s men and continued to sacrifice for his so-called “great plan”.

But if they knew that they were just an experimental product for the power of the magicians to experiment with these things and would become part of the fuel for the formation of the magic cube array, they might be a little more careful. But then again, since Sein Democra claimed to use that devastating power to establish a new order, how could they, who are so close to the core, survive the special case?

In name, he is a subordinate, but in essence he may be just a reserve victim who can be used at any time... The magician probably planned to consume those under him as part of the fuel in the core from the beginning, so that he could have more powerful power.

However, when powerful forces are difficult to control and may endanger the safety of the user, using them often leads to a dilemma. If you know its unstableness and think you can control it in your hands, then you can't complain to anyone if you are backfiring by the force.

"Huh-hahahaha! Have you seen this power beyond humanity!"

The spell floating in the air laughed arrogantly, allowing the lightning wrapped around him to spread around: "You stupid guys actually think you can beat me? Your vulgar abilities have no power to fight back in front of the power that almost entered the divine realm!"

It seemed as if he didn't care at all that his body had turned into a strange appearance. Some unnatural changes appeared on his face that had lost his human appearance. The purple-black flash was entangled in his body, and it looked like he had also become a part of this complex cube structure.

The magic power had eroded his body. The old robe with a strange appearance had been torn to pieces by manic force, and the twisted lightning danced wildly on these strips of cloth. The terrifying noise kept echoing around him, as if they had become a whole. As these difficult-to-discern syllables sounded again and again, the magic power radiated from him became stronger.

The power entangled in him was probably enough for ordinary people to die from elemental imbalances several times - this concentration had exceeded the abnormality. Even Cruise François had to retreat from the front, because the magic power shot at him became several times stronger in an instant.

Snap!

However, while he was acting, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from the front, and he hit the broken notebook in his hand. The blue color that was tearing the strange light suddenly darkened, and in an instant he was overwhelmed by the powerful magic that continued to expand.

Despite using the book-shaped spellwork to block a fatal blow, Dean François was still knocked away by the huge force rushing from the front. He let out a "um--" cry, and his body suddenly lost its speed and fell onto the broken rock blocks on the side.

However, the other party did not let him go. Perhaps to avenge the revenge of the arrow just now, Sein Democra, who had turned into an alien shape, shot out several magic arrows. They roared through the space full of abnormal magic, and then left a dim track.

Bang!

Only a muffled sound was heard. François, who fell to the ground, still blocked the old book with the remaining power. Perhaps it was this reaction that saved his life. The arrow that should have shot him was swallowed up by the book again, leaving only the less obvious light remaining nearby.

It was some purple-black afterglow... Perhaps it was deeper, some closer to the color of the midnight sky without stars and moons. There was no other color. Although it was not as powerful as the direct shooting, the traces left behind were obviously exuding a dangerous aura.

Above, the magic power of the same color as the sphere came into its inner circle and gradually entangled on him, and seemed to have begun to assimilate with his slumber. The flowing sludge emitted a faint light, gradually wrapping up Sein Democra, just like blood or nerves, and added some traces again.

"I actually said that I had entered the 'Divine Realm'... How arrogant are you, a guy?" Looking at the darkness pulsating like blood vessels, Curt felt inexplicably disgusted, "Don't talk about 'God'... You can only say 'completely suit your style' now!"

In the moment of roaring, he once again aimed at Sein Democra's throat and threw the only three short spears left in his hand. At the same time, he moved his body and rushed towards Cruise François, who was lying on the rock on the side, trying to drag him out of the enemy's trajectory.

However, this time, the tactic of diverting attention did not play much role. After all, the other party was almost impossible to make the same mistake twice on the same issue. After all, the mechanism hidden in the short spear took effect once, and then I will know the convenience of this trap.

I saw several electric currents drifting through an arc in the air, and easily intercepted the short spear far away from the warning range. The explosion that occurred did not even touch the black figure, and it dissipated in the fragments of metal.

"Hmph, a pediatric trick."

As if he was mocking Curt's innocence in his re-use of his old tricks, Sein Democra smiled coldly, and then threw dense barrage at him. The purple-black light scattered onto the ground like raindrops, and the bursting light almost completely swallowed Curt's figure.

Severe pain—

The moment he was hit by the spell was extremely hot, and then there was a biting pain, followed by an almost empty sense of force. His body flew out in an instant, hit Dean François and then fell behind the bunker made of rubble.

Seeing that he successfully intercepted Sein Democrat had a twisted expression on his face, and he was soon ready to start the next bombardment. However, just as he was concentrating his magic, a strong wind attacked him, forcing him to turn to deal with the blue magic around him.

"Huh...I saved my life again this time..."

Hiding behind the rough defense, Curt kept gasping. He felt that the opponent's attack had stopped a little, but this did not mean that they were safe. Although the opponent had no movement due to the attacks of the surrounding wind, the status quo may change soon.

When he was hit by the first round, several holes were made from his back to his chest, and the first half of his left hand was barbecued by magic and almost most of it turned into coke. Although it would return to its original state after a while, it was obviously impossible to maintain normal functions now.

"But this will not work... That guy's power now seems to be far beyond the human level." He gasped slightly, then looked at François beside him and said, "Dean François, how are you in your condition... Can you still act normally next?"

Compared to Curt, who was seriously injured by the opponent's barrage, Dean François's physical condition was obviously much better - if he didn't consider the hole in his waist, although Curt's body helped him block most of the attacks, he could not escape from the intensive attack.

His magic might be quite abundant, and he could even organize some force to control the air to interfere with Sein Democra's preparation of spells. But Curt could also see that the injuries on his body had affected his actions, and he might lose consciousness if he continued to cast the spell.

While François was weak, he forced all the magic power of the wind back. The magician with a strange appearance said coldly: "So, you finally understand your stupidity now...but everything is too late. You may be very capable, but your stupidity finally leads you to this end."

There was no trace of human emotions in the cold words, but now he could no longer regard it as a "human". After repelling the magic of the air, the purple-black light emitted from his body had already dominated the sky.

His appearance now...it can probably be described as "ugly". His mutated body has been twisted to almost an alien shape.

"So, you should be ready to return to the deep water, right?" On the twisted face, several pairs of eyes were staring at Curt and François. "Don't worry, I will use every drop of blood and every piece of flesh on you."

After saying that, he raised his hand again, and the magic entangled on it concentrated the scattered purple-black electric light into a beam of long swords. A strange sound and electric light surrounded the "long sword", and obviously the moment he swung it down, it would be launched towards the two people lying on the ground.

......However, behind him, something seems to be approaching here. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, novels are better, updated and faster!
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