You sneaked into my simulation world and started spamming the panel

meteor?

Lotte's gaze fell on the shooting star, which seemed strangely familiar.

The meteor, trailing a long purple tail, plummeted toward Lot at a visible speed, like an arrow from the gods.

This is the long-range magic he witnessed in reality when he saw the elves defeating the Titans!

"Did you see that shooting star?" Derek said unhurriedly. "It's the strongest natural disaster from the center of the territory, a gift to you on your first visit to the elven lands. His long-range magic can traverse three empires in five minutes, precisely landing at the location locked by the Tree of Ridria."

"So far?"

“Yes, it will probably take you more than a month to reach his location.” Derek also looked up at the sky. “It’s beautiful, isn’t it? This is ninth-circle super-tier magic, originating from the primordial elves. You humans cannot master this kind of magic.”

Lotte stared at the magic in the sky, a faint excitement rising within him.

If one could learn this skill in reality using the [World Sage], then the entire empire would be within one's reach.

Lotte asked curiously, "How powerful is it?"

"Destroying Ridria City is no problem. As for your Isolde, I'll probably only be able to seriously injure her."

"Isolde is that strong?"

“She’s a human catastrophe that absorbed the life force of Callistos.” Derek adjusted his glasses. “How come you’re not nervous at all?”

The unusual appearance of the meteor in the sky was now very obvious, and Lotte believed that Isolde had also seen it.

But Isolde continued to fight the dryad, and Lot understood Isolde's intentions.

Lott asked, "Can I escape this magic?"

"No. If you and Isolde don't escape in time after being locked on by the Tree of Lydria, neither of you will be able to escape the burst's range. It's too late to escape now."

"Then why should I be nervous?"

In the next life, Isolde will stab you to death, one cut at a time.

Lott continued, "So you're waiting to severely injure Isolde with long-range magic before dealing with her?"

"Exactly."

"Then you shouldn't be in a hurry, right?" Lott looked down at Isolde, sensing that she was about to finish. "Let Isolde finish the fight."

“I don’t care. Even if Isolde has a magical damage reduction talent, she can’t withstand this ninth-circle super-tier spell.” Derek shrugged. “But you really disappoint me. You didn’t even put up a fight in the face of death. I was hoping to use you to provoke Isolde.”

Derek looked down at Isolde and couldn't help but sigh, "What a beautiful way to fight. If she were an elf, I would be proud of her. It's a pity she's a lowly human. No matter how strong a lower race is, the blood in their veins is filthy. To deal with someone like that, you have to pluck her petals one by one and tear her apart bit by bit."

“We humans have a mage association. You could work with them.”

Derek smiled faintly, offering no response, and instead watched the approaching shooting star in the sky.

The darkness had been completely driven away, and the entire sky was covered by this giant meteor.

A colossal, imposing object descended from the sky, its immense weight causing Lot to sink into the mud.

Under the blinding light, Lotte could no longer open his eyes.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Isolde defeat the dryad and rushing towards him.

But it was too late.

The giant meteor crashed into the ground, and the blast of air sent Lotte flying, crashing heavily into a tree.

Immediately following was an attack of high temperature and extreme pressure, causing Lotte to experience tinnitus and become unable to hear anything.

A giant mushroom cloud rose from the ground, several times the size of the Tree of Ridria.

In the distant city of Ridria, all the windows were shattered, and people walking in the streets were knocked to the ground by the shockwave of this long-range magic.

Derek stood with his hands behind his back, facing the sea of ​​fire at the epicenter of the explosion.

Whether it's flames or air currents, they will automatically avoid him upon encountering him, creating an absolutely safe vacuum zone in front of him.

Lotte didn't know how much time had passed before he could finally hear the crackling sound of nearby flames burning again.

[They're still alive] activated.

Lotte took out two bottles of life-restoring potions and drank them, feeling as refreshed as if he had drunk a bottle of Chloris's honey mint liqueur.

However, his vitality has not fully recovered.

Lotte slowly sat up, let out a long sigh, and looked around.

The forest, spanning hundreds of meters in radius, was leveled, leaving a huge crater hundreds of meters deep in the center of the forest clearing at the foot of the mountain.

Lotte didn't see Isolde, but since the deduction world hadn't ended, it meant that Isolde wasn't dead yet.

Derek was quite surprised to see that Lott was still able to move.

"You're still alive?"

"Lord Isolde also gave me some of the life force of a dragon, so I am now a calamity myself."

Derek frowned slightly, unsure whether Lott's words were a joke or the truth.

Lot was still struggling to stand up. He had originally wanted to buy Isolde some time to recover, but now it seemed impossible.

Derek's magic circle was also complete, and Lotte was no match for his magic.

However, Lotte felt that this life wasn't a loss either.

Isolde gained the talent and learned about the traps set by the other party, so in her next life, Isolde can turn the tables on them.

In the next life, the tree spirit will respawn, and Lot will have the opportunity to plunder the talent.

Lotte took off the necklace hanging around her neck and looked at it in the moonlight.

Before he died, he wanted to try a crazy thing. If it succeeded, the next simulation would be much easier.

This is near the Tree of Ridria, where the concentration of magic is several times higher than in the border regions.

He forcefully flung the necklace away, freeing himself from its protective range, and the magic instantly seeped into his skin.

Lotte's body visibly began to swell, and he barely managed to muster his willpower to open his control panel.

【精神：22→42→62→102→200→500】

……

Derek walked over curiously and picked up the necklace that Lott had thrown out.

Why is this necklace in the hands of a human?

He heard a soft sound behind him, and Derek turned around to see a white-haired girl standing in the moonlight.

Isolde, her face grim, held her sword in one hand and pointed it at Derek.

In her view, Derek removed Lott's necklace and murdered Lott in this mocking way.

Derek paused for a moment, realizing he had been misunderstood.

He adjusted his glasses, slowly stood up, and smiled faintly: "Are you angry? This necklace wasn't a gift from you, was it?"

Derek walked toward Lott, saying casually as he went, "I protected him and prevented him from dying from the explosion of the long-range magic. I originally wanted to reunite the two of you, but unfortunately... he's not well-behaved."

Derek gave a mocking sigh, continuing his attempt to provoke Isolde, "He attacked me frantically, trying to buy you time so you could recover a little longer. And I just gently ripped off his necklace, and he couldn't hold on. Why are humans so fragile?"

Derek grinned at Isolde: "He was such a loyal knight, wasn't he? He was thinking of you even before he died, maybe even had a crush on you. But what about you? Where were you? Why couldn't you save him?"

Chapter 70 I will wait for you in the next reincarnation

By the moonlight, Derek carefully observed the changes in Isolde's expression, trying to find even a trace of anger on her face.

But Isolde's face remained expressionless, her icy blue eyes silently watching him.

Derek wondered if his judgment was wrong. Perhaps the humans who entered the elven territory with Isolde were not important to her.

Derek sighed and said softly, "This is no fun... Just killing people is too boring."

As soon as he finished speaking, Derek sensed a murderous intent coming from behind him.

He didn't even have time to turn around before he activated his magic, creating a flowing dark green light screen behind him.

"when!"

Derek, crouching on the ground, stared in disbelief at the cracks appearing on the screen, his pupils contracting sharply with tension.

He never expected that the heavily injured Isolde would almost shatter his prized shield with a single sword strike.

With a flick of his wrist, Isolde gripped the hilt with both hands, pulled the sword behind him, and lowered his left shoulder to gather strength.

The tip of the sword was just below her calm face, and it began to tremble slightly as the sword technique was activated.

Her white hair fluttered in the wind, obscuring her face, leaving only her eyes fixed intently on Derek.

"Buzz!"

The longsword in Isolde's hand was not fast, but the force it carried bent the surrounding space, and the silver moonlight was even noticeably refracted when it passed through it.

Derek, crouching on the ground, felt an earthquake-like tremor. He cast his spell again, and three new magical shields appeared one by one in front of Isolde's sword, attempting to block the powerful blow.

But nothing could stop Isolde.

The sword tip tore through the shield the moment it touched it, and the first layer of shield instantly turned into particles of light.

The second, third, and already damaged fourth layers disappeared one after another with a crisp cracking sound, as Isolde's sword plunged directly into Derek's left shoulder, pinning him to the ground.