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But in the next second, he focused his eyes on Amiya.

Previously, through the perspective of the "real" side brought by the Shu Linggu, he had seen this girl who was Carters but was actually the Demon Lord of Sarkaz.

He was also surprised and intrigued by the slightest bit of power that emanated from the other party when he examined Frémont's body.

"You are the current monarch of Kazdel?"

Herhunzollon looked at Amiya. In his impression, the owner of Castel, known as the City of Sin, should be a Sarkaz woman with long pink hair, who always looks gentle and compassionate.

During his tenure, it was heard that the Demon King of Sarkaz reformed the ancient royal court system of Sarkaz, integrating those old guys who should have been swept into the dustbin of history under the rule of the Kazdel Military Committee, and strengthening the Demon King's power in the center of Sarkaz.

He had some means, but facing the Sarkaz who were in a state of irreversible decline, Herhunzollon did not think that the demon king could achieve any results.

For Kazdel, while other countries have turned war into a steel torrent collision of high-speed warships, war drones, and war Originium skills that place mushroom eggs everywhere, the House of Sarkaz is still using the old tactics of Sarkaz filling the line with babies from several centuries ago. And judging from the situation in the surrounding countries, Kazdel has no foreign trade exports at all, and its economy is probably a mess.

In terms of economy and military, it can be said that they have neither and are not good at anything. Coupled with the suppression from the outside world and the remnants of the internal royal court system, Herhunzoron does not believe that a demon king can change the status of Kazdel, which has long been plagued by problems, on the land of Terra.

The Sarkaz Demon King of Carters standing in front of him made Herhunzollon feel that his thoughts were confirmed.

"You are here to help Fremont solve his physical problems, right? Then please get started."

Herhunzollon ignored Amiya and the strange look they gave him. He knew how shocking it was for a dead person to suddenly appear in front of them, especially when this dead person was the king of a country who had great influence in the outside world.

"Ah, uh, okay."

Shining and Lin Guang stood on both sides of Amiya, looking at the almighty Witch King with a hint of vigilance.

Regarding this so-called most powerful magician of all time, the two knew that their own strength would not be enough to match this king, but if the other party really wanted to suddenly attack and hurt Amiya, they would not back down.

"Mr. Frémont, then as I said before, I will begin."

"Huh? Just starting like that? Seriously, you should at least take some precautions, little rabbit. The power within you is no ordinary thing. You must have used it many times, right? You should understand that.

The power of Tracys within me is also not something that can be easily dealt with. Before we begin, even if you don't consider my nearly crumbling body or yourself, you should at least consider your companions behind you, right?"

Amiya, who was awakened by these words, finally came to her senses. She looked at Fremont embarrassedly with a blush on her face.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Frémont, but please wait for me for a moment."

With a little panic, Amiya took out the Lich driving watch and Zi-O driving watch from her pocket. Looking at the two driving watches, a strange color flashed in Herhunzoren's eyes.

"Henshin!"

"RiderTime! Kamen Rider Zi-O! Armor Time! Lich! Undead sorcerer!"

"Oh? An immortal spellcaster, that's quite fitting, but it lacks a bit of flavor."

Frémont looked at the black and gold Knight of Time standing in front of him, while Herhunzoren stared at Amiya with sparkling eyes.

The moment the knight appeared, he felt it. He felt that in this empty subspace, there was a law that could break the void.

Time has appeared.

Chapter 330: How do you understand the king?

In the empty nothingness, time began to flow.

Herhunzollen's eyes widened instantly. He could feel that his Pavillon became more stable in this void the moment the knight appeared, and even... was transforming into real reality.

Amiya swung the Time Despair Spear, and countless curses were cast from the tip of the spear. They fell on the ground, sparkling and finally turned into golden light that filled the entire palace.

"that's it."

After using the Lich Control Manipulator, Amiya can call upon any spell in the history of the Lich, and the spells she just released were a combination of multiple defensive spells.

Although I don't know how much of an effect it will have when facing my own power, I should be able to protect them.

Amiya looked at Frémont and found that he was already sitting on the ground and ready.

"Well, Mr. Frémont, please relax as you did before. I'm about to begin."

It always feels a little weird.

Ermengarde looked at Amiya and Frémont strangely, but immediately shook his head to throw out those thoughts that absolutely could not exist in the world.

Meanwhile, Amiya had already mobilized her immense power and began tentatively invading Frémont's body.

Compared to the image of Flemont that she saw with her eyes, what Amiya felt at this moment was more like the true appearance of Flemont or the lich.

A ball of thread is just a ball of silk thread, but they use superb skills to weave these silk threads into the appearance of humans, which makes others think that the lich looks like an ordinary person from the outside.

It is clearer than the previous perception between reality and nothingness.

"Hey, little rabbit, don't fiddle with that string. That's a spell I worked so hard to create. It allows me to change over time."

"No, sorry."

Amiya immediately focused her mind and began to search for the power that she had sensed on the other side before, which did not belong to the lich nor herself, but came from another Zi-O.

That power was much weaker than his own, but it was attached to dozens of silk threads in Fremont's body. Due to the passage of time, it had almost merged with those threads, like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

If it were just to merge with the threads, it would be simple. Flemont only needed to abandon those threads. However, as his body that had abandoned the display space was reborn near the fate knot of the subspace, and those powers were still entangled in Flemont's threads, the Lich Transcribe understood that this was not a power that could be separated by simply abandoning the threads.

What it clings to is not just its own thread, but its own existence.

As long as you are alive, it will exist in your body and will not disappear even if you change your body.

What a gangster-like thing.

Therefore, Amiya's handling of this power becomes more complicated.

It is not just about getting rid of them, but about destroying them at the root.

Gold flickered in Amiya's eyes, and the strange feeling she had when facing an alien age appeared again.

Destruction, as long as you want, you can easily destroy everything.

Destroy the power that troubles Mr. Frémont, destroy Tracy who killed Theresa's sister, destroy the villains who make all living things on this earth feel pain... Destroy the evil demon that will harm the Doctor in the future!

The desire for destruction filled Amiya's heart in an instant, but after experiencing this feeling twice before, Amiya was able to suppress the desire for destruction in her heart.

But just because she can suppress it doesn't mean it has no impact on the outside world.

Herhunzoron, sitting on the throne, looked at Amiya below. Although the earth-shaking and destructive power was only revealed for a moment, he captured it accurately.

The next second, a mysterious spell instantly enveloped Flemont and Amiya.

The next moment after the spell appeared, the invisible hand instantly collided with the equally invisible spell.

"Filin, this spell won't hinder them."

Rosemary did not respond to Herhunzollen, but just stared at him with her eyes, and there was an incomparable determination in her emerald eyes.

It's really distressing.

Herhunzollon thought so, and then his eyes focused. The terrifying spell pressure instantly overwhelmed Rosemary's Originium skills, causing the kitten's body to shake violently in an instant. The hair on the tail behind it exploded directly, and even the pupils turned into sharp shapes.

Lin Guang and Shan Ling also took their stances in an instant, and the long sword that Shan Ling had been holding in his arms was slightly unsheathed.

hum-

The faint sound of sword penetrated the entire palace, and at that moment Herhunzollon saw a ray of light.

But... that's it.

The unparalleled slashing wave collided with Herhunzollon's spell, but it had no effect except causing a slight crack.

This is... the power of the most powerful magician ever to grace this land...

But Herhunzollon looked at the cracks in his spell with some appreciation.

Good swordsmanship, but unfortunately... it's still a little short of perfection.

Rosemary looked at Lin Guang, then at Shining, and then turned her gaze to Herhunzollon.

The solemn atmosphere made Kitty reach directly into his pocket, and this action attracted the attention of Herhunzollon.

"Rosemary, stop it. There's no need to disturb the Doctor."

Suddenly, Amiya, who was sitting at the center of Helhunzollon's spell, spoke.

At this moment, she was carefully using the power in her body to wrap up all the power from Tracys bit by bit.

"Mr. Herhunzollon has no ill will towards us. He is just more interested in my power."

As the person involved, Amiya had a clearer perception of Herhunzollon's spell. She could sense that his spell had no offensive effect. This spell was just an analysis of the slightest bit of power that was emitted when she was exploring the situation inside Fremont's body.

As for why Herhunzollon cast such a spell, Amiya easily got the answer.

As the most powerful spellcaster in the history of this land, when his best friend suffered and he was unable to solve the problem, there was another girl he had never met and was only in her teens who could solve the problem, relying on a power he had never seen before.

To be fair, anyone would be curious.

This is the situation that Amiya imagined. Of course, it was just her own guess about Herhunzoren's intentions. As for whether the Witch King really thought as she imagined, Amiya had no way of knowing.

Amiya had no intention of using the power of "the continuation of civilization" on this tyrant who was "renowned" throughout this land.

Moreover, now that it was a critical moment, reading the mind of a king would be an unnecessary burden for her.

Meanwhile, Amiya had already wrapped her own power around the dozen or so threads within Frémont's body that were imbued with Tracy's power. She had already figured out the structure of this power, so the next step was...

There was a golden light in Amiya's eyes, and the magnificent power instantly began to strangle the power of Tracys that remained in Fremont's body.

"Humph!"

Flemont outside groaned, his eyes instantly widening.

Two terrifying forces clashed within his body, which was definitely not a good feeling. At this moment, Fremont felt as if he had experienced both ice and fire. Two giant dragons were chasing and fighting back and forth in his chest. At the moment the conflict arose, dozens of silk threads near his chest were annihilated into powder by the aftermath of that moment.

Fortunately, Amiya quickly noticed the situation and set up a layer of isolation around the center of the conflict to confine all the aftermath to a limited range. She then continued to hunt down Tracy's forces.

At that moment, Herhunzollon also caught the strands of power in the air. This was a relatively large sample, but after leaving Amiya's body, this power began to rapidly decay and fade away. He had to study and analyze them as quickly as he could, but when he used his magic to try to analyze that power, he felt his brain was instantly occupied by a tremendous force. The terrifying force tore at the remaining remnants of his soul, and his reckless behavior exposed his consciousness to this terrifying power.

"This is really..."

Herhunzollon's body became illusory in an instant, and the originally solid palace Pavillon around him began to tremble. Some of the outer towers even collapsed in that instant, turning into ruins.

He knew that he had to end this reckless action quickly, but the power before him was like the fresh milk in front of Tom, the meat and bone stick in front of Spike, the cheese block in front of Jerry, and the paper wife in front of the otaku. The desire to find out the truth was so strong that Herhunzollen felt that he could take another risk.

This is the power that can create real rules in the endless wasteland of nothingness. If this power can be analyzed, then Pavillion can truly stand here forever, and the endless void and the things in the void will no longer have any effect on him.

He will become the first king on the Terra continent to conquer the void.

Fortunately, he was Herkunzoron, the most outstanding monarch in the history of Nia. He restrained his desire in the next moment and prevented worse things from happening.

And if at this moment, with the last wave of fluctuations from Amiya, Fremont would have completely ended his one-month captivity in the subspace.

"call……"

The little rabbit let out a long breath, then looked at Flemont in front of him and saw that he was sitting there with a calm expression.

"Mr. Frémont, how are you feeling now? Normally, there shouldn't be any trace of Tracy's power left in my body, so I should be able to return to the real world normally."

However, Amiya found that Fremond did not respond and she was still sitting there with a calm expression.

"Mr. Fremont? Mr. Fremont? Mr. Fremont?!"

"teacher?!"

Amiya immediately grabbed Frémont's shoulders. Ermengarde saw her anxious look and immediately stepped forward. Seeing Frémont sitting there with a calm face, she immediately stepped forward to check.

"Don't worry, he's still alive."

At this moment, Herhunzollon, who looked a little weak on the throne, spoke up to wake the two of them up.

Seeing the looks the two were giving him, he took out a strange spiral from his pocket.

"This is Frémont's life knot. His life knot is fine now, which means he is fine."

"Can't you be more quiet, old man? I want to scare them."

As soon as Helhunzollon finished speaking, Fremont opened his eyes and looked behind him with a little dissatisfaction.

"teacher!!"

Ermengarde rushed forward in anger, grabbed Flemont's beard and began to pull hard.

"Ah, aah, aah! Hu Zi, let me go!"

"You apologize first! Apologize to me and Amiya!"

The two masters and apprentices rolled around like this, and the noisy sounds added a bit of life to the empty hall.

"Ms. Ermengarde, it's all right, it's all right. Mr. Frémont has just been treated. Although Tracy's power no longer interferes with him, I'm not sure if there are any other sequelae. Could Mr. Herhunzollen show me Mr. Frémont's fate knot?"

Helhunzollen glanced at Frémont on the ground and saw the latter nodded, then he waved his hand and threw the strange spiral towards Amiya.

"ah!"