Can the sadness that magic cannot take away be offset by love?

The battle between Lucius and Hugo Venn is coming to an end.

Both sides were not in good condition. The blue-haired boy was covered in blood and had numerous wounds of various sizes. The white bones and skull were covered with scratches and black burns. The venue was surrounded by red flames and deep mist.

After a burst of attacks and collisions, the two parties retreated to the wall and looked up at each other again. The junior mage holding the staff in his right hand flashed in front of Bai Gu, with his left hand guarding his chest. Hot flames burst out from the top of the staff, and Huge Wein The bone claws reached past his defense and clawed at his shoulders. He didn't dodge and went straight to meet him.

"Pfft."

There was a sound of flesh and blood being penetrated, and the bones penetrated his shoulders, and then there was no movement again.

The staff floated silently in mid-air.

Lucius' left hand was wrapped in flames, covering the black fire in the skull's chest.

In a small corner under the palm, a battle began between the flame magic inherited from the blood of the Ramirez family and the world-famous evil forbidden mage.

Silence spread, and a faint "buzz" sound of burning sounded in the silence. Finally, the black fire fell downwind, shook one last time under the grasp of the hot hand, and then was completely extinguished.

The surrounding scene gradually faded in color, and the announcement that the main mission was completed sounded. He did not listen carefully. He just used his uninjured hand to cover his bloody left shoulder, then stood up straighter, looking forward calmly. And deep.

The cool breeze blew through his hair.

*

While the fight was going on outside the door, Aecilia carefully studied the rules and found that even if only one person completed the main mission, the entire team could pass the level. So when she found out that she still had a large group of teammates, she lay down behind the door with peace of mind. draw.

Go out now, whether you can complete the mission or not, don't scare your teammates first.

However, she couldn't just give it up, she still actively poked a small hole in the door with her tentacles, and then put her eyes on it.

Hmm... There were a few half-dead ones lying on the ground, one was floating under the ceiling, and two were standing on the ground.

There was an extremely chaotic sound, and she couldn't hear anything for a while. After a while, she heard someone calling the captain, and then she heard a voice:

"As long as Yuan Bing is exposed to the black fire, Hug Wein will die completely."

With a "duang" sound, someone hit the small hole in front of her eyes, and then her only external channel was completely blocked.

Aecilia: "..."

She poked a small hole nearby and looked out.

A boy with brown hair was half lying and half slumped against the wall, holding something tightly in his hand. Combined with what she just heard, it was difficult for her not to think about it carefully.

If you don’t know how to do this, it’s just swimming on the ice.

Looking towards the battlefield, there was only one person left struggling to hold on. Aecilia no longer hesitated, stretched out a tentacle and wrote "six" on his palm.

She counted and found that excluding the captain NPC, there were only five participants. Counting her, there were six people in total.

The brown-haired man turned his head slightly and saw the tip of the tentacle gesticulating in the palm of his hand, his face gradually distorted.

But after feeling the handwriting on the palm of his hand, he was stunned for only a second before letting go of the other hand that was holding on to Niao Bing.

The tentacle patted his head, rolled up the beautiful flint under the glare of the other party, and swayed towards the back of Hu Ge Wein.

The teammate who witnessed everything in front of them stared at the skeleton with brown hair and tentacles behind him, gritted his teeth, and held the staff in his hand tighter.

"Three, two, one..."

The skeleton used her expected movements to avoid the attack of another participant. A tentacle knocked out from behind the door while she was not prepared, and extended into Huge Wein's chest at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye, and then in The dough inside forms a ball.

On the tentacles facing the black fire, the afternoon sunlight was reflected by the swimming ice.

"Congratulations to the participants for completing the main mission——"

The radio is ringing in everyone's ears, but no one cares about it now.

They faced the creature behind the door with blank expressions.

Aecilia looked down at the fragments of the door panel that had been violently smashed by the tentacles, then looked up at the group of people who were staring at her, and sighed helplessly.

A few seconds later, they were teleported back to the central square.

*

Several teammates rushed forward to attract Skeleton Bones' attention. Rylander, who had been attacking on the front line, was able to stop and rest for a moment. He leaned against the wall with one hand and frowned, and then he met the eyes of the captain who was resting next to him. .

Generally speaking, the NPCs equipped in the dungeon will not play a big role in situations where fighting is required. Unless there are special requirements, the captain in the previous battles only cast a few insignificant spells on the edge.

With his mind spinning again and again, Ryland asked:

"Captain, what should we do now?"

The middle-aged man thought for a moment and said slowly:

"Someone needs to keep attracting his attention. The person holding the swimming pool will go around behind him and find the right opportunity..."

If the NPCs work hard, then these two people will undoubtedly become the main force in winning the dungeon, so Ryland wanted to test whether the dungeon has a setting for the captain to help - the result is obvious.

The middle-aged man handed the swimming ice into his hand, and the calluses on his warm and generous palm scraped against Ryland's palm, making him subconsciously sigh that the copy made the NPC so real.

Then, as planned, the teammates who were unable to hold on retreated first to rest. The captain controlled the top of the black staff, and dazzling magic moves flashed back and forth in this space. Ryland moved quietly while paying attention to the situation. , the few teammates who could still move kept covering for him. When only he and the captain were left standing on the field, he suddenly focused on an opportunity and rushed forward at an extremely fast speed, turning into white bones. The sharp blade of Wei scratched an inch in front of his neck at the same time. He didn't care too much. Huge Wein had already made a move to dodge forward, and opened a small distance from him in a short time. The young man could only step back, but his eyes fell on Ryland.

The black staff activated the spell and pointed it at Huge Wein. White Bones charged up and counterattacked. He couldn't see Ryland Viglas jumping up from the spot behind him and stretching his arms straight in front of him.

Huge Wein reacted before Ryland's palm came into contact with him, and was about to fight back when he was suddenly stopped by the middle-aged man. In anger, Huge Wein stretched out his bone claws to strike. He pushed away, and each fingertip of the bone claws was made extremely sharp by him. From the moment they met Huge Venn, the captain reminded the participants to be careful with his claws.

From Ryland's perspective, only the lower half of the middle-aged man's resolute face could be seen. He finally overcame many obstacles and let the hand holding the swimming ice wrap around the black flame.

As the palm passed through the white bones, the sound of a hard object penetrating into human flesh and blood was heard at the same time.

"Pfft-"

Hot blood splashed onto Ryland's face, and he lost control of his expression in an instant.

Bones without flesh and blood, and the one who was dug into the chest by sharp claws was their captain, the middle-aged man who has remained nameless until now.