"Come...on! Keep going!"

Unlike the few who stopped, the severely injured Witch King was still full of fighting spirit.

His scarlet eyes, filled with a desire for battle, stared directly at Hildegard and Liselotte.

As the twins had cut off the horns on his head, he had a special attitude towards these two people.

No matter how indifferent he was, no matter how magnanimous he acted, the fact that he was defeated by the Gemini Queens was deeply engraved in his bones.

Now that he finally has the chance to fight again, how can he retreat!

How could a mere evil demon become a stumbling block to him!!!

A huge and pure magical fluctuation emanated from the Witch King's hands. Even Fremont felt a little uneasy when he saw the terrifying power.

The current Witch King is already very close to the strength he had in his prime. If he is allowed to continue accumulating like this, he will soon reach the peak!

By then, they will all die here!

"Stop him!"

Without bothering to maintain a superficial courtesy, Fryemont dispersed his spirit to break through the barrier of defense and teleported to the side of the Witch King.

If we wait until the Witch King releases this thing, everyone will be finished. What's the point of talking about a barrier?

It’s just a matter of whether you can leave the body intact!

The same went for the rest of the people. They all rushed forward under the pressure, and no one dared to have any ulterior motives.

At this time, everyone is on the same boat, and we all prosper and suffer together.

Dare to hide it?

Then wait for death!

Talina ignored the burden on her body and forcibly expelled Tallulah's power, replacing it with Bozhukasti's blood.

As the blood entered the body, power surged out, and his limbs felt as if every part of his body was torn apart, causing unbearable pain.

This is the sequelae of continuous conversion in a short period of time.

The distorted expression on her face was hidden by Talina who lowered her head. She did not make a sound, but silently picked up the weapon in her hand.

but...

too late.

It took only two seconds for the Witch King to condense and end. Even though Fremont tried his best to stop it, it was still impossible to reverse it.

As that powerful force was poured into his body, the Witch King's face began to age at a speed visible to the naked eye. White hair and beard began to appear. In the blink of an eye, the Witch King had turned into an old man.

A powerful repulsive force emerged from the opponent's body, and the cracks in the stars in the sky began to increase gradually, which meant that the palace's ability to withstand stress was gradually collapsing.

Once Pavillon completely collapses, it means they can play house with the evil demons outside.

The few people who gathered around flew backwards and fell to the ground in a mess, unable to get up for a while.

The repulsive force contained the Witch King's magic, which caught them off guard and dealt them a heavy blow.

Looking at the Witch King standing there with his eyes closed, not knowing what he was doing, despair welled up in everyone's hearts.

You can't hit him, and you can't run away.

It's a complete dilemma.

Flemont sat down against the beam with his hands hanging down, feeling helpless.

Seeing the only great warlock in the team in this state, the others felt powerless.

"I..."

Talina had just struggled to sit up from the ground when Maria, who was lying next to her, grabbed her arm.

Looking over, Talina discovered the hidden emotion on the other person's face.

"I...I have something to tell you..."

There was no fear on Maria's face, only regret.

She tried her best to support herself and sit up, holding Talina's face with both hands, forcing Talina to look at her.

She had already experienced countless choices in previous illusions, but without exception, the endings were regrettable.

But after constant recollection and thinking, Maria has gradually discovered the reason why she failed to find a happy ending.

I... have never taken the initiative.

She has always been passively accepting and going with the flow. If the other party is happy, then they will naturally be together. If the other party is disgusted, she will leave quietly.

From the first time they met, she never took the initiative.

She had been...deceiving herself, playing the so-called friend game.

But now she doesn't want to continue. She is worried that if she continues to be passive, she will miss everything.

"wait..."

Talina, who vaguely sensed Maria's thoughts, felt something was wrong and raised her hand to stop her, but was stopped by Maria.

"I don't want to wait any longer! I've been waiting for almost ten years, and we're both almost dead... I'm afraid if I wait any longer, I won't have the chance to tell you..."

There was no fear in her clear eyes. Maria held Talina's hands and placed them on her chest. Looking at the panic on her face, she said seriously the words that she had buried for almost ten years.

"I...I like you...not the kind of like that I want to have as friends, but the kind of like that I want to be with you forever!"

Maria's cheeks flushed red as she spoke with great effort.

Even though she had rehearsed it countless times, she still felt a little embarrassed when she actually said it.

Maria's sudden "attack" silenced the others, and they all looked over here.

They never thought that they would see such a thing before they died.

Especially since Talina has a "main wife" by her side.

Just when everyone was stunned, an inopportune voice suddenly rang out.

"Your niece... is quite independent-minded..."

PS: I don't know what I ate, but I feel sick and want to vomit. This is just one update today...

Volume 8: Chapter 58.5: Never Changed

At first, Talina didn't notice anything wrong and just thought it was the music of the Witch King's remnants below.

Anyway, there were more people with cellos than just the one she killed. There were also many with cellos in the Queen's Voice below.

But when Kosice appeared in front of Talina, posing coquettishly, she realized that something was wrong.

"wrong!"

"That guy... is still here!"

Shaking her blade in disgust, Talina felt a chill as she looked at "Kosice" who was fiddling with his body in front of her.

"What? What's still there?"

Maria answered in a daze. Like Talina, two figures appeared in front of her. They were her "parents" whom she had never met before.

It was just because she lacked the corresponding image modules in her brain, so Maria could tell something was wrong at a glance. After all, no one's parents have balls of light on their heads.

On the contrary, he noticed it earlier than Talina.

"Arturo...this guy! She's playing with them!"

Glancing at the pointed tower above, Talina looked suspiciously at the sneaky figure holding the grappling hook.

That was Federico, and behind him was Misha, who was carried on his back with a rope hanging from his shoulders.

Misha, who was forced to climb up, was obviously afraid of heights. At this moment, he rolled his eyes and lost consciousness.

"Why doesn't he take the stairs... help us out and then go catch that... what is it? Forget it, wouldn't that be more convenient?"

Maria asked in a low voice, startled by Federico's peculiar appearance.

"He's very... strange. His main target is Arturo. He's been like this since I met him. He's like a machine, only acting according to his own goals."

Shaking her head wildly to get the old black snake out of her head, Talina looked at Viviana worriedly.

Compared with her and Maria, Viviana had many things on her mind, so the impact she suffered was naturally much more serious than theirs.

And at first glance, he looks very serious, not at all like Talina's mental pollution.

Viviana had even started chatting with her hallucinations.

But after what happened in the art museum, Viviana had been wary of this kind of thing, so she didn't do anything unreasonable.

On the contrary, she was able to refute the illusion while admonishing Kela.

But no matter how she persuaded, Kela remained silent.

She blocked out the outside world and isolated herself.

In my eyes... there are only ten pieces of music left.

"I...I'm sorry, but I swear, this is my last apology!"

Seeing this, Viviana stabbed the barrier in front of Kela with the rapier in her hand. Ripples spread out and a strong repulsive force was applied to Viviana, but she was not pushed away as before.

The shoes plowed a gap of about several centimeters on the magical corridor bridge. Viviana held the sword and launched a "charge" towards Kela.

The dim candlelight burned the barrier along the sword blade, and was extremely conspicuous in the darkness, just like when she was a child, hiding in the tower by candlelight.

Compared with Talina's candlelight that opened and closed vigorously, Viviana's candlelight seemed so small, as if a gust of wind could blow it out, but it always persisted and burned.

Blood flowed from the corners of her lips. With the continuous accumulation of repulsive force, the power accumulated in Viviana had reached a terrifying level.

She could even hear her bones groaning.

That was the prelude to collapse.

But Viviana did not retreat, she just looked at Kelaliu with abandon as before.

She could see Kela, and she believed Kela could see her too.

"Ugh..."

An inaudible sigh was heard, clearly reaching Viviana's ears.

Kela, who had been playing with his eyes closed, finally opened his eyes and "looked" at Viviana.

There was a layer of shadow over her pupils, blocking her from observing the world, but the kindness in her eyes was projected onto Viviana without any diminution.

Releasing the suppression of the barrier, Kela "let" Viviana in.

Viviana, who had been maintaining the same posture, was already exhausted. When the force pressing on her body disappeared, she inevitably staggered forward.

The rapier in his hand also slashed towards Kola's chest.

"Chief, be careful!"

One of the men who was fighting with Talina stepped forward and waved his weapon to block Viviana's attack.

The attack was resolved, but Viviana was only relieved.

"Emily...stand back."

Reaching out to stop Emily who was about to finish her off, Kela looked at Viviana deeply. Even if it was just a blurry picture, she wanted to remember it.

Cracks appeared on her skin, and a golden light was faintly visible beneath the cracks.

This is a sign of impending collapse.

The power within the Golden Rule needs to be borne by the nine electors separately in order to live in peace, but now Korra has gathered them together and integrated them into himself, which is equivalent to taking on the responsibility of Letania on his own.

The pain involved is self-evident.

But even so, she didn't have the slightest intention of backing down.

Emily turned around and looked at Kela, the stubbornness still in her eyes. She ignored Kela's attempts to stop her and forcibly condensed her Originium skills.

Waves of magic appeared in her hands, and the musical spell roared towards Viviana.

But the spell suddenly stopped halfway through its flight, and then turned into a sharp sword, returning and piercing Emily's heart.

As one of the Witch King's followers, Emily had long been prepared to sacrifice herself. She had imagined how heroically she would sacrifice herself, but she never imagined that she would die under her own spell.

Emily turned around in disbelief and looked at Kela.

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