There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

Forced to stop showing off, Ermengarde jumped out with a cry, and kept slapping her head with her hands, trying to put out the flames.

Ermengarde was also a capable person. She extinguished the flames that were like maggots on the tarsal bone in just a few moves. As she said, she was a magical genius.

Anyone else would be burned to ashes.

But this is not without price. Ermengarde has a small bald spot on her forehead, which is extremely smart.

"you!"

Touching the bare patch, Ermengarde looked at Talina with tears in her eyes.

"Sorry... I didn't expect you to come out of there..."

Talina said embarrassedly as she dispersed the flame in her hand guiltily.

"I...!"

"Give way."

Ermengarde was about to explode when a bony hand suddenly appeared at the exit below, grabbed the edge, and flipped out.

"Mr. Federico..."

Looking at the saint she had parted with not long ago, Talina said "hello".

Federico, who had knocked Ermengarde over, nodded and brushed the dust off his sleeves as if no one was around.

"You! You bastard! I brought you in!"

Kneeling on the ground, Ermengarde pointed at Federico, accusing him of his rude behavior.

Her little squares! Her bangs!

"Thank you. I will report this to the Pope and explain in detail how much you have helped me."

Glancing sideways at Ermengarde, Federico said seriously.

"never mind..."

The resentment in her heart suddenly disappeared without a trace. Ermengarde, who understood Federico's way of dealing with people, did not intend to cause trouble for this stubborn guy.

So, she went to Talina.

stare~

With a blank space on her forehead, Ermengarde stared at Talina intently. Even though the other party had run behind Viviana, she could still "see" her.

"Ahem! Sorry, Miss... Lich, I offer you my sincere apology on her behalf."

A light cough interrupted Ermengarde's gaze, and Viviana took the initiative to ask about the gap that suddenly appeared below: "Excuse me... Is this the way out?"

"You want to go out?"

Following Viviana's gaze towards the gap in the ground, Ermengarde raised an eyebrow.

She had already figured out Talina's behavior just now. She probably wanted to use violence to open an exit, but she had "blocked" it by accident.

In other words, she brought this baldness upon herself...

"Don't even think about it. This is a one-way street. You can enter but not exit."

Seeing what Talina and the others were thinking, Ermengarde ruthlessly told them the truth.

She could guarantee that she didn't have any personal emotions mixed in, well, not at all!

"It's not just here, it's the same everywhere else. The so-called weak spots are merely holes left by the aftermath of the battle."

"Don't forget, this is just a gap between reality and the other side. Even if you can escape this bubble, you're only operating outside the bubble. Returning to reality won't be that easy."

Wagging her finger, Ermengarde pulled out her tripod hat from behind her waist and covered the bald spot on her head.

"So, you have a solution?"

Looking at Ermengarde's calm demeanor, Talina saw what she was hiding.

"Of course."

"Then let's hear it."

"Kill Helhunzolun, and then have the teacher and the twin queens build a stable space-time channel, so that we can get out safely."

Stroking her chin, Ermengarde told her "method".

"Then I'd better go and see if I can find some stable exit."

Talina rolled her eyes and pulled Viviana to go somewhere else.

joke!

The Twin Queens were able to defeat the Witch King thanks to the support of the Electors' coalition and Casimir and his wife Lin Guang. Both were indispensable.

Although the two queens are very powerful, that is only from the outside world's perspective. In front of the Witch King, they can only be at a disadvantage.

If they rashly join the war under such circumstances, who knows if the Witch King will kill them as well.

It’s better to find other ways to spend this time.

"Oh, oh? Then take your time searching. By the way, let me remind you that the reason Pavillon can maintain such a high-intensity battle is entirely because of the support of the teacher. If they are defeated, this place will soon collapse, and then we will all be doomed."

Looking at Talina's back, Ermengarde "kindly" reminded her.

Listening to Ermengarde's words, Talina stopped and thought seriously.

If it is true as they say, that this place will collapse once Frémont and the Twin Queens are defeated, then I...

It seems there is no other choice...

She had no confidence that she could find the exit within a few minutes, let alone whether the exit would be usable.

And... we still have to find Maria!

Thinking of this, Talina turned to look at Ermengarde: "Can you locate the location of other people? Including those who didn't come here?"

"It's a piece of cake. I'm a genius in magic."

Snapping her fingers, Ermengarde said with a smile.

"Find the Kuranta girl who came in with me, and then bring Kela here. That's all I ask."

"is that OK?"

"Make sure to complete the mission."

After performing a strange salute to Talina, Ermengarde began to construct a temporary space-time channel in front of Talina to show her sincerity.

Looking at Maria who was still looking for a way out in the illusory mirror, Talina nodded and said no more.

He drew out the long sword from his waist, and the scorching flames wrapped around it, burning the blade red.

Taking a deep breath to adjust her state, Talina looked at the crowd fighting in front of her and rushed forward.

Volume 8: Chapter 82: Take your time to find it

"You old thing! Even after you're gone, you still make me worry so much!"

After struggling to block Helhunzollon's heavy blow, Fremont's body flew backwards uncontrollably like a rag doll.

He kept muttering some old-fashioned curse words, but the people present had no time or opportunity to correct his vocabulary mistakes.

The Witch King's attacks were continuous, like a sudden downpour and a violent wave, which made it hard for him to breathe.

"Let's share some of the burden, Mr., he has a lot on his shoulders..."

Hildegard whispered to Liselotte, then rushed towards the Witch King who was concentrating on casting a spell with her sword.

She knew how powerful she and Liselotte were, and she also knew that Flemont carried the weight of all of them on his shoulders.

In this situation, she still fought alongside them. Her heart would not allow her to "enjoy" their protection so openly.

Liselotte nodded, a dark light flashed in her eyes, and she separated a ray of light from her shield and sent it in front of Flemont.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Flemont glanced at the help offered by Liselotte, then looked at the other party's kind smile, and put it away with a stern face.

But he did not use it immediately, but held it in his palm.

In the past, he had taught the twins together with Archduke Leopold, which gave him a deep understanding of the twins and naturally knew the hidden contradiction between the two.

Because Hildegard's personality was quite to his liking, he liked this black child more than Liselotte.

For various reasons, he was always wary of the White Queen.

The other party wants to be Leitania's mother, not a shield to protect her all the time.

In this situation, he is naturally excluded by others.

After all, no matter how long the liches have lived in Leithania, they are still Sarkaz, not Leithanians.

He is very clear about this.

After swallowing the blood that was rushing to his throat, Fremont held on and withstood another wave of attacks from the Witch King.

The raging thunder ran back and forth, constantly striking the barrier erected by Fremont.

The translucent barrier was hit and rippled repeatedly, and was about to break. Just as Frémont was about to make another effort, a flame suddenly shot up his barrier, defending him from the raging thunder and sharing most of the pressure.

"you..."

"then!"

When he looked up, he saw Talina standing in front of him. Just as Fremont was about to speak, his mouth was blocked by something Talina stuffed into his mouth.

It was a white ball of light, and the gentle glow looked comfortable and warm. The soft energy fluctuations emanating from it even surprised Fremont, an experienced old lich.

First it was ice, then fire, then the Wendigo, and now there's a healing Originium spell...

What is this girl made of?

How do the magical veins in the body flow?

How could such a person be born in this world?

Watching Talina rushing out from beside him, Frémont didn't think much about it. He crushed the light ball that the other party handed to him and slapped it on his chest.

As the light entered his body, the cracked wounds on the surface of his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his physical strength began to gradually increase.

Feeling the wounds that still existed in his body, Flemont showed an understanding expression.

"Sure enough, it can only heal external injuries..."

The world is fair. It is impossible for one person to have all the good things. The same goes for Tarina.

But even so, it is rare for the other party to have such skills at such a young age.

Apart from Herkunzollon, he had only seen one such person.

In the center of the battlefield ahead, relying on the path opened up by Liselotte, Talina successfully rushed to the Witch King and reunited with Hildegard.

"You left me right!"

Without considering the other party's identity as the emperor, Talina crouched down, divided their respective attack ranges, and then went about her own business.

The red blade of You Yan revealed its ferocious fangs and slashed towards the side of the Witch King from bottom to top.

The blazing flames made even Hildegard, who was standing by, look sideways, let alone the Witch King?

The Witch King paused for a moment in casting the spell, and dodged Talina's attack by stepping back.

"Draco?"

Muttering to himself, even with only a trace of clarity left in his mind, the Witch King recognized the origin of the flames in front of him.

"It's good to know!"

When the attack failed, Talina quickly approached, without stopping, and slashed with the long sword in her hand.

Taking advantage of the information gap, Talina forced the Witch King to retreat a few steps.

But the Witch King is still the Witch King after all. The means and magic he has used to hover over Letania for a hundred years are enough to bridge all gaps and bring the advantage of information gap to an infinite level.

Waving his right hand as if conducting the band, the Witch King looked at Talina through his visor with his scarlet eyes, causing Talina, who was about to press on to win, to freeze for a moment.

Immobilization spell?

Or is it simply the suppression of momentum?

Thinking quickly in her mind, Talina controlled her body and easily broke free from the Witch King's restraints.

Her body was free, but the anxiety deep in her heart was not much better.