Desperate situation.

Even though he had died once, Robin was still afraid of death.

To be precise, he still has concerns about the world.

That's why I feel so reluctant.

That's why I'm so afraid of death.

Sister Rowling, the guy who was full of attachment to him, would have been so sad if he hadn't been for him.

The silver-haired woman in his dream once sent him back from the land of death.

He wanted to know what happened sixteen years ago, and he wanted to know the truth about the countless dreams.

If you die, everything will become a phantom.

He dared not hope for another chance to be resurrected from the dead.

Without him, this kingdom will fall into a population gap and countless people will die.

A country without a future will be in a state that will never be restored.

So, he can't give up.

So, even though his hands were broken and his limbs were incomplete, Robin still raised his head stubbornly.

Boom!

The lightning made a great effort, illuminating the bodies of the three people pale.

"Teach me!"

Robin shouted loudly.

The vampire in the sky turned around in confusion.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she was a little surprised at the guy's tenacious vitality.

To be honest, this Tianyan's willpower exceeded her expectations.

In the countless wars she experienced, even a powerful warrior would become fragile under her twisted power.

After they are twisted, they will fall into fear of death.

There are very few people like Robin and Raven.

"Teach me!"

Robin shouted again.

Prisla and Revan came to their senses at the same time.

In the darkness, Robin knelt on the ground and straightened his upper body.

It's like a green bamboo standing proudly in the snow.

"What?" Raven responded to him with difficulty.

"Teaching me."

Robin looked up at Prisra with a firm look.

There was a flame in his eyes.

Burning.

"Teaching me to defeat her!"

Robin's tone was calm, but his voice penetrated the heavy rain.

"Teaching me to be a forbidden mantra."

"Ah hahahahaha"

As if he heard a huge joke, Prisra laughed in a slight way.

But her thanks lasted for ten seconds, and the smile froze on her face.

The vampire saw the power in Robin and Raven's eyes.

These mortals are not kidding.

That look of eyes, that kind of unyielding look, reminded her of a faint shadow.

She hates this kind of look.

"Do you think the Forbidden Mantra is so easy to be a master?"

Prisla flew out of the air.

She walked quickly towards Robin.

As soon as he raised his hand, Ruiwen's hands began to break backwards.

This time, Raven did not shout.

She just looked at Robin with a firm look.

"Well, I hate this kind of look."

Prisla waved his right hand lightly.

Robin's body suddenly staggered and raised his elbow to block his eyes.

Blood flowed down the arms.

His broken hands swayed helplessly in front of his face.

Before this, something flew out of his eyes and landed on the ground.

Not even a splash of water.

His eyes.

And Raven's, they all fell to the ground.

Prisla stepped over them without any mercy, trampling a few twisted eyeballs under his feet.

"Why do you think the Forbidden Mantra has been born in tens of thousands of years from ancient times to the present? "

Prisla bent down, grabbed Robin's wide white priest's collar with one hand, and picked him up from the ground.

The boy in front of him was stubbornly tilted his face.

There are only two holes left in the eyes.

Blood mixed with rain covered his face, looking weird and terrifying.

However, this Tianyan still smiled.

This made Prisra even more angry.

"I hate you. It's just this kind of stinky face that is harder than a stone, which makes people sick."

Prisra sighed heavily.

She moved her neck and brought her face closer to Robin.

The vampire's warm tongue licked the blood on Robin's face.

The long-lost delicious taste spreads to your mouth and nose.

"The Forbidden Curse Master is not a realm that can be easily entered. Even if he tries to awaken his power from the land of death like the warriors who have experienced the realm of the Sin Realm of Death, it is futile."

Prisra said viciously, "The Forbidden Mantra is a realm that can be reached by only being able to reach by talent and opportunity, as well as strength and time."

She lifted Robin higher so that his face would be closer to her.

But Prisra found that it was futile.

Even though she wanted to show Robin her anger, the teenager could no longer see it.

"If you can easily become a forbidden mantra master like you, then wouldn't it be too insulting us?"

Prisla suppressed his anger and squeezed out this sentence from his teeth.

"No."

A loud voice interrupted Prisra.

Riven's voice.

Prisra turned around and looked at Yitnell's great magician.

Ruiwen stood up with a plain smile on his face.

The vampire's annoying smile.

"Just as you said, Prisra."

Raven said slowly, and his wrist cut off his arm and recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye as her magic cage moved.

This time, Prisra did not interrupt her abnormally.
To be continued...