The villain only wants to live a Buddhist life

"Perhaps it's because of the limitations of the ritual refining. After all, not too many precious materials were used."

Dak didn't pay much attention to the strength of this magic wizard card, he just glanced at it through the magic power feedback.

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[Card Name: Vampire Daughter]

[Type: Spirit Card]

【grade:???????】

[Race: Undead]

[Attribute: Darkness]

【Magic Power: 3500】

【Attack: 3200】

【Defense: 2500】

[Nirvana: Vampire Mystery, Vampire Fangs, Blood Priest, Death's First Embrace]

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[Vampire Daughter] is a very effective five-star monster card in "Yu-Gi-Oh." As far as the card is concerned, it is not much different from the magic wizard card made by Dak.

But now, Darke will not be surprised that he has refined the characters in his previous works.

Even for those four nirvana, he just glanced at them and stopped paying attention.

Originally, the purpose of refining Ophelia Bullard into a card was to save her. The refining card was just a form of life-saving.

Of course, if this magic card can still be used after Ophelia Bullard's soul consciousness is transferred away, he will happily accept it.

After all, this is a seven-star magic card, and in Dark's deck, only Basdi Beast can compare with it.

The most urgent task now is to summon her out.

"Summon the seven-star magic wizard?"

Dak turned around, his eyes swept over his own magic elves one by one.

"Moo!"

The big milk tank volunteered to stand up.

Under normal circumstances, in order to sacrifice and summon a third-tier magical elf, at least one second-tier magical elf must be used as the basis.

As for the second-tier magic elves that still existed on the scene, there were only big milk pots, lion beasts, and a single scabbard.

"Hacha!"

【7-4=3】

The wrestler Yingman who succeeded in quick calculation suddenly flew down from the sky.

Dak nodded and began to call for sacrifices.

"In the name of Dak Dimon, offer [Big Milk Pot] and [Wrestling Hawkman] as sacrifices, and summon the sacrifice—[Vampire Daughter]!"

As two magic elves with a total of seven stars rose up, a huge sacrificial summoning array appeared in front of everyone.

Witt Gold looked excitedly at the gradually flooding sacrificial summoning array.

Having experienced great joy and sorrow in such a short period of time, he wished he could pounce on Ophelia Bullard the moment she appeared and hug her tightly.

However, when Ophelia Bullard really rose from the sacrificial summoning array, he froze in place.

The vampire lady with a black umbrella, although she can still see a bit of Ophelia Bullard's shadow in her facial features, she is completely different in terms of body shape and age.

Her delicate and pitiful appearance is obviously a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old. Her long pink hair like cherry blossoms exudes a dreamlike and misty atmosphere, as if she has walked out of a castle in a fairy tale. Ignore the scarlet twins and pitch-black batwings.

Naturally, it was impossible for Werther to pounce on a young girl in front of so many people.

And Ophelia Bullard, who was determined to die and even said her last words, but did not die in the end, was also quite embarrassed when she met her son.

The touching scene of mother and child meeting did not appear after all.

"Ophelia!"

Professor Sylph's serious voice interrupted the meeting between mother and son.

Ophelia Bullard turned to face the professor who trusted her, and her face became more and more embarrassed.

Now, after being refined into a magic elf, the absolute loyalty to the Demon King that arose from her being embraced for the first time has completely disappeared, and when she turns around and thinks about the bad things she did not long ago, she can't help but be full of regret.

At this time, she really wanted to find a bottomless hole and get into it, to be an ostrich who didn't know anything.

"professor."

Dak interrupted suddenly: "Professor Sylph, let's talk about the interrogation when we go back."

After Professor Sylve heard the words, he unabashedly glanced at Ryan Hacks.

Professor Hux touched his nose, his eyes wandered and said: "Don't look at me, I don't know anything."

But Professor Sylph said sternly: "Thanks to Professor Hux, there is no danger tonight."

In fact, Professor Ryan Hax played a very important role in this ceremony. If he hadn't been taking care of the students, Sylph wouldn't be so relieved.

Ryan Hacks laughed and said, "Where, I'm a professor anyway."

Professor Sylph nodded and said: "I will trouble Professor Hacks again after I get out, I hope you can send Tom Nixon to the infirmary, and I will send Werther and the others back to the dormitory."

Ryan Hacks immediately patted his chest and said, "No problem."

Professor Sylph pointed at the Ferris wheel, and suddenly a gust of wind blew up, picking up the comatose Tom Nixon.

At this time, Dak had already started packing up the Magic Cards.

He first took the magic elves back into the card one by one, leaving only the lion beast by his side, and then released the little devil beast from the [curse cage].

He can still afford the mana consumption of [Lion Beast] and [Vampire Daughter].

After Professor Sylve took Tom Nixon, he also released [Paradise].

In this way, the entire hall became empty again.

"The ceremony is over, and this Demon King's City won't last long."

Ophelia Bullard suddenly reminded.

Professor Sylph nodded, and said to her, "You can handle your own corpse yourself."

Ophelia Bullard put away the open umbrella, walked shyly to the blood magic circle, and hugged her corpse.

"Mom, I can..." Werther trotted over in twos and threes, wanting to help.

Ophelia Bullard said shyly, "No, I can do it myself."

Now that she has become a magic elf, she finds that her physical strength has become stronger, and she just hugs her corpse without any effort.

It's just the feeling of holding your own corpse, which is a bit weird.

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"In the name of Sarah Sylph, the magician summons—[Storm Magic Carpet]!"

Accompanied by Professor Sylph's chanting, a magic carpet that seemed to fly out of "Aladdin's Magic Lamp" appeared in front of everyone.

It's just that this [Storm Magic Carpet] is wider, and there is still a chaotic storm under the magic carpet, whistling non-stop.

"Come up."

Professor Sylph said.

A group of people boarded the magic carpet one after another.

Speechless all the way.

Even Ophelia Bullard and Werther Gold had nothing to say in this atmosphere.

After they left, the Demon King's City, which was the center of the ceremony, collapsed, and all the difficulties and obstacles along the way were turned into magic dust.

Amidst the huge roar, the hastily constructed ceremony finally came to an end.

Professor Mitia at the top of the spiral clock tower stepped out of the pumpkin carriage.

She looked down at the secluded castle, took a deep breath, and let the cold air pour in from her mouth and nose, and penetrate into her heart and lungs.

"Good omen!"

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"call--"

The storm magic carpet dragged everyone out of the secret room, and stopped abruptly in the corridor.

Professor Sylph got off the magic carpet first, and everyone else got off the car one after another.

She turned around and made a simple treatment of the entrance of the secret passage, and then prepared to re-apply the seal later.

Then she turned and looked at Ryan Hacks, and said, "Professor Hacks, Tom..."

"Leave it to me!" Ryan Hacks said immediately.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up Tom Nixon and walked away quickly.

"It seems that Kazel's craftsmanship is really good." Professor Sylve looked at Ryan Hax's prosthetic leg and couldn't help shaking his head.

What needs to be dealt with next is only Werther and Robert.

To this day, Werther and Robert remain virtually ignorant of the ritual.

Sylph was not going to explain it clearly to them either.

"Go to the tower of the Knight Academy first."

Saying so, Professor Sylve took the lead towards the tower of the Knight Academy.

The castle was unusually quiet in the early morning, and the sound of everyone's footsteps echoed in the passage.

The patrolling golems they met along the way were all waved back by Professor Sylph, and they soon came to the tower of the Knight Academy.

Accompanied by the professor, Werther and Robert will not be blocked by the door.

But before entering the door, Werther suddenly turned around and said, "Professor, can I go with you?"

Professor Sylph shook her head with a serious face.

Werther sighed and looked at Ophelia Bullard reluctantly.

Sylph softened her heart and said: "Since Ophelia has come back, you have plenty of time to meet, go back and get a good sleep now. I won't use the first summoning class."

Werther pursed his lips, nodded vigorously, and walked into the gate of the tower of the Knight Academy.

As the door closed, Ophelia Bullard, who had been staring at Werther, looked away.

"Okay, it's your turn." Sylph gave her a hard look and said, "Come with me!"

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand and waved it, and a wind spirit flew out and circled around the three of them.

Then the breeze came and took them off slowly, and quickly flew to the highest point of the castle—the top of the spiral clock tower.

Media had been waiting eagerly for a long time. She walked towards Ophelia Bullard, but after half a step, she said in astonishment: "Leah, why are you like this?"

Ophelia Bullard looked aside again in embarrassment, feeling ashamed.

"Advanced carriage." Professor Sylph pointed to the carriage, and a group of four entered the pumpkin carriage one after another.

From the outside, this pumpkin carriage is spacious enough.

But after entering it, you will find that the inside is more spacious, almost three times the size of the outside.

Dak observed the space inside the carriage curiously, and conveniently put the Lion Beast back into the Magic Card, leaving only the Little Demon Beast to accompany him.

"Thanks a lot."

After Professor Mitia told him to sit down, he took out his wand and clicked. A teapot and several teacups flew over and poured tea automatically.

As the sweet aroma of black tea wafted away, the atmosphere in the carriage eased slightly.

Duck picked up the teacup and blew on it, took a sip, and quietly waited for the trial to begin.

Ophelia Bullard sat across the table alone, with her head bowed like a child who had done something wrong.

Professor Sylph said seriously: "I won't say much more. What did you use [Great Prophecy] in the end?"

Ophelia Bullard bowed her head deeply: "Did I let the devil go?"

"That's it?" Professor Sylph frowned, "Then you chose to commit suicide in order to atone for your sin?"

Ophelia Bullard said with difficulty: "That's the only way. In fact, I was transformed into a servant of the Demon King when I was in Basdia Prison, and I must be loyal to him in everything I do."

Professor Mitia suddenly raised his hand and said, "Wait, are you sure you succeeded?"

Ophelia Bullard said slowly: "I used the ritual and [Great Prophecy] to create a possibility, but it requires the cooperation of the Demon King himself."

Professor Mitia said: "That is to say, all you have done is to create a chance for him to commit suicide?"

Ophelia Bullard bowed her head and said, "It can be understood in this way."

There was a little silence in the carriage because of this.

Dak suddenly said, "Then, did the Demon King commit suicide?"

Ophelia Bullard lowered her head even more. "Suicide."

"This is difficult." Mitia leaned back in the chair, folded her hands on her chest and said, "If what you said is true, then the current Holy Cult should have exploded, right? Have something to say?"

Ophelia Bullard raised her head abruptly, but there was excitement in her scarlet eyes: "I can feel it before I die, the devil has indeed accepted the 'fate' I created for him, but at that After that, the ceremony did not end."

As she said that, she turned her head to look at Dak, and said sincerely: "Dak Dimon continued and adjusted the ceremony. Not only did he save me, but he also made a new 'destiny' for the Demon King."

Sylph frowned and said, "Don't learn everything from Media, just speak straight."

Beside her, Da Ke had a flash of inspiration, as if he had realized something.

Ophelia Bullard immediately explained: "In short, the Demon King was completely sealed and had no chance of committing suicide, but I created an opportunity for him. Of course he would accept it and choose to commit suicide. But because There is a follow-up to the ceremony, and after he commits suicide, he also needs to bear the same fate according to the follow-up of the ceremony. In other words, he will also encounter a fate similar to that of "spiritual wits being consumed" during the process of transferring into the container, but he is not like me. so lucky..."

Ophelia Bullard looked at Dak and said gratefully, "Although I don't know how Dak did it, it was definitely not an ordinary method. Without his help, the Demon King would definitely die due to the influence of the ceremony." Encounter difficulties, such as losing memory, or simply becoming a fool!"

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