Type-Moon, I'm a magician, is that true?

So she changed her method and tried to directly collect Aiwen's spirit as nourishment into her pupils. This is also the most powerful effect of her magic eye.

There are many strong people who can overcome their inner pain, but even these strong people cannot resist direct mental imprisonment.

She thought it would be the same this time, so she happily tried to take Aiwen into her pupils.

But this time she encountered one of the special cases.

"Card wipe."

Shattered like a glass bottle, the dead apostle screamed in pain, her eyeballs were burned and melted, revealing the dark void inside.

"It's so heavy, how can it be so heavy!"

Luo Jian fell to her knees with trembling hands and feet, and for a moment she lost the ability to move.

Aiwen's spiritual density is overwhelmingly high. Her attempt to contain it with the magic eye is like trying to lock up the sun with an ice coffin. Naturally, it will only be destroyed.

Aiwen, who was stunned, came back to his senses and looked at the scene in front of him. After a brief analysis, he set his sights on the only Spider Apostle who was not injured.

"Ugly vampire." Aiwen only took one step, but miraculously came in front of the spider.

"Among all the Dead Apostles present, your spirit is the ugliest, unbearable to look at."

The light of the Demonic Eye emerged, and the blue moon seemed to be reflected in Aiwen's eyes.

For the Spider Apostles, this is the moonlight that represents the end.

The limbs will break if they are scratched casually, the attack will dissipate the moment it gets close to the opponent, and the principle will also be suppressed.

This was a punishment that was impossible to escape. For the first time, the Dead Apostle now experienced the feelings of the humans who died at its hands.

A moment later, the duel between Elquet and Van Phimm came to an end. The dead apostle was defeated without any resistance and fled in panic.

"That won't do. The culprit of tonight can't just get away like that."

He stretched out his hand, activated the miracle of magic, and drew an invisible boundary based on his sight.

Matter was shattered, time and space were condensed, even magic was expelled, and the surface of the planet was cut open, like a black stroke on an oil painting.

Neither the transfer of spirit particles nor the imaginary number submarine can cross this boundary.

From the outer world to the inner sea of the stars, the residents there have all noticed the division of the world.

Therefore, while Aiwen was blocking Van Feim, the white prince also took the initiative to attack him.

Well, although the stupid author made a strategic mistake in the early stage, resulting in more than 1 extra words being updated, the book will still be on the shelves tomorrow, Friday.

The early data of this book was actually not very good. I was very panicked several times. Until now, I dare not ask the editor to read it again, for fear that my heart would explode. If my mentality exploded, it would be over.

I guess it has something to do with the subject matter I chose. Type-Moon has a readership base on this site, but Magus: Night of the Magus is still a little unpopular, and it's really hard to attract popularity with this opening.

The same may be true for Tsukihime later on. After all, the Holy Grail War is the most widely circulated, and the author has chosen a difficult path.

Fortunately, as I write more and more, my readers have increased. It is also a pleasure for me to see more comments every day. In fact, every night before going to bed, I flip through my books to see if there are any new comments.

Tomorrow is the day when the book will be revealed. I don’t need to tell you the importance of the first order. The subsequent recommendation positions depend on it. I ask everyone to take a look at it. It’s time to make a profit on the new book.

By the way, the author types very slowly. It takes him four or five hours to write 4000 words. I really don’t have the ability to update the book quickly. Anyway, I will try to write one more chapter tomorrow.

Please forgive me if I didn’t write it down. Thank you.

In short, I leave everything to you. I hope to witness the future of this book with you all.

Chapter 55: The Original Part 1 (First Order Request)

Elquet waved his sleeves, and the air was deeply compressed and turned into a sharp sword, whistling and slashing towards Aiwen.

"?"

Aiwen jumped back nimbly and avoided the hurricane, but the spider-dead man in front of him did not have the strength to do so. He could only wail as he was knocked away, and his blood spilled all over the ground.

"Do you want to save this dead apostle? He was attacked by them just now. Are you planning to repay evil with kindness?"

Aiwen looked at the elegant woman slowly approaching from a distance, her tone full of doubt, but she also accepted her actions as a matter of course.

"Never mind. Maybe there's a reason I don't know about. I won't stop you from saving the Dead Apostles, but my plan is to kill all the vampires. If you hope to save them, I'll kill you."

"When their goals conflict, only the one with greater power can carry out their ideas."

His tone was calm, and Arquette realized that he was not being sarcastic, but really meant it.

He did not hate her for her ingratitude, nor did he cling to her ideas. He simply regarded them as trivial matters like the breeze and focused on the root of the conflict.

"He's a rare insightful person." Elquet raised his head and praised without emotion.

"I didn't intend to rescue the Dead Apostles, but I did intervene to stop you."

With a slight raise of her delicate hand, Elquet seemed to be holding a microscopic model of a planet in her palm.

"This is also the planet's plea. What you did just now was too much. Even the inner sea of the planet was affected. As a member of the True Ancestor royal family and the mind of the planet, I must exclude you."

"I'm sorry. It's not my wish to go unreturned, but the planet's cry cannot be ignored. Please resent me."

As she finished speaking, endless magical power was released from Elquet's body, and the world was providing her with all its support.

As one of the originals, she will change her specifications according to the strength of her opponent. This is a constraint, but also a help.

She would always fight as if she was a little stronger than her opponent, like a meticulous machine, slowly and desperately grinding her opponent down bit by bit.

"The specifications and capacity have been changed, the system has been expanded, and the measurement targets have been standardized. Using this as an example, I will reshape my body."

A bright red light spread beneath her feet, and the already mountainous heaviness increased tenfold, sweeping over her like a surging wave of magic power.

The sheer pressure cleared the town of all the low-level vampires, and the remaining aura soared into the sky, dispersing the clouds for a thousand miles.

The ancestors of the Dead Apostles who had left earlier turned back in astonishment, gazing at the area where they had been. The aftermath frightened them.

"There's absolutely no chance of winning. If the princess had displayed this much power from the beginning, I would have been killed long ago."

The knight-like Dead Apostle sighed, "As expected of one of the Originals. Such power is beyond the reach of us."

But as the object of Zu's boasting and the bearer of the planet's power, Elquet's bad premonition became stronger and stronger.

For the first time, surprise emerged in her heart, which had been empty except for her hatred for Luo Ya.

"This isn't right. Why is the planet's support so reckless, and the container's changes so unrestrained?"

Elquet felt that the power of the planet's support was enough for her to shake the continental shelf, and this was not even the end. Her power was still increasing.

"Grr!"

A stinging pain came from Elquet's fingertips. She looked closely and found that her originally smooth and tender fingers had begun to crack.

"No, the True Ancestor's capacity is already nearing its limit. If it continues to increase, his spirit will not be able to bear it."

"Who is that magician?"

This is too ridiculous. Elquet looked at Aiwen in disbelief. Even his heart, which had been calm when he was captured by Roya, was now a little disturbed.

"In the eyes of the world, is the gap in combat power between him and me really that great? The planet itself shouldn't be able to produce a being of this level."

"Could it be someone who came from space?"

Elquet felt that there was a slight deviation in his emotional tendency. Perhaps his mind was confused and he actually had the intention of making a joke.

"No, we must stop connecting to the planet. If we continue to accept it, the natural vitality of the contemporary world will be exhausted, and the world will usher in irreversible decline."

The world's support is not unlimited. If it is insufficient, it will naturally divert energy that should be used to nurture nature.

Elquet judged that if this continued, disadvantages would appear, so she stopped upgrading the specifications and remained at the current state.

But even so, she is still far more powerful than at any time in the past. The density of her body alone exceeds any substance currently born on the planet.

The concept of magic, small yet heavy, is exactly what she interprets perfectly today.

"finished?"

After seeing that Elquet's breathing had stabilized, Aiwen took the initiative to ask. Although the world had lost its color just now, less than two minutes had passed.

"Wait a minute, I've finished adjusting."

In response to his opponent's words, Elquet blinked, and only the bright figure of Ai Wen remained in his seductive crimson eyes.

The town was now truly silent. Whether it was the low-level vampires strolling around or the sounds of burning explosions, they had all been wiped out by the pressure just now.

The only ones still standing were Elquet and Aiwen. The three ancestors were unwilling to participate in the game and just huddled in a corner.

"Before we begin, please let me take care of one thing first."

Elquet gracefully raised her hand to signal, her eyes looking at Luo Ya who was trying hard to get up.

In the previous attack that took out the heart, Elquet used Illusion Materialization and did not destroy the heart after taking it. Therefore, Roya's injuries were actually very serious and he could only survive.

The situation changed too quickly, and only now did Elquet have time to deal with her.

Aiwen glanced at Luo Ya who had fallen to the ground. The other party was staring at him intently.

"It's okay. I was planning to kill her, but you seem to be deeply involved with her, so letting you come here is a way to end it."

Aiwen glanced at Luoya, who was facing a critical situation, and looked away after she shuddered.

Elquet didn't say much. She took a few steps closer to Roya and gently raised her arm.

"Ahem, Princess, you really should have let that guy do it. I sensed something unusual in him, ahem!"

"It's boring. Consider this your last words."

Elquet didn't want to listen to anything Roya said. She waved her hand and Roya's body instantly broke into pieces.

But even though only half of his face was left, his eyes were still fixed on Aiwen, as if he saw a lifelong faith, until the final fading.

"call."

Elquet visibly relaxed a little, and when she looked at Aiwen again, there was a barely perceptible smile on the corner of her mouth.

"My purpose for coming here has been achieved. What remains is the planet's petition. There is no need to show mercy to me."

"Even if this body dies and is reconstructed from the inner sea of the star, I will have no regrets."

Yi Jue danced, and the oncoming Erquette looked like she was about to attend a party. The only one who could dance with her was Aiwen in front of her.

Chapter 56: The First Beat of the Heart

"That sounds strange. Death is something you can repeat over and over again."

The space and time around Aiwen kept fluctuating, showing incoherent discontinuity. The past and the future were collapsing into the present, and the quality of existence became heavy.

Based on this, Aiwen poked a hole in the fabric covering the surface of the planet, because the fragile fabric could not bear the accumulated weight within the extremely small unit.

In order to repair this hole, the world will mobilize a large amount of magic power, so Aiwen can take some away.

This was one of his most masterful uses of the Fourth Method.

Unlike the convenience of extracting magic power in the second method, the means of extracting magic power in the fourth method are accompanied by the collapse of things, and Aiwen does not want to use it.

However, it is hard to say that the harm caused by lifting up human fabrics is small.

"For most creatures, the cessation of the physical body means death, but this is a wrong idea. It's just that their spirit cannot continue after losing the protection of the physical body."

Hearing this doubt, Elquet took the initiative to explain.

"I am a True Ancestor, a spirit from the inner sea of stars. My present body is an illusion, something that must be reconstructed every time I come to the human world."

"Killing my body will only send me back to the inner sea of stars. As long as my soul is still there, I can be resurrected."