Elven History Song

The fake fallen angel had already guessed that the real one was planning to use this move, but he didn't expect that while using Soul-Snatching Slash, the fallen angel would also activate the sixth-level water magic, bone-piercing ice.

When he felt that he couldn't move his hands and feet, it was already too late. The replica fallen angel had been frozen by the sixth-level water magic and bone-piercing ice. Nearly his entire body was frozen. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move his body anymore. He could only He watched helplessly as his real self held the sword in his hand and slashed it head-on.

From the eyes of both of them, the speed of the sword falling was extremely slow. It slashed towards the replica Fallen Angel's neck bit by bit, inch by inch. The moment it was about to touch his neck, the face of the replica Fallen Angel was revealed. A sinister smile that showed his plan had succeeded.

The real fallen angel did not notice this. His focus was entirely on the sword that was about to be chopped off. There was no doubt that the sword chopped off the head of the replica fallen angel. The moment the body and head were separated, the replica fallen angel transformed into The purple-black magic power dissipated all around and was nowhere to be found. The fallen angel collapsed on the ground and gasped for air. What he didn't see was that a magic circle hidden in his body started to activate just before the replica disappeared.

The fallen angel, who was still breathing heavily to regain his strength, suddenly realized something was wrong somewhere in his body. He had no way of knowing what was wrong with his body, but this strange feeling kept urging him like an alarm bell from his mind. What, it's a pity that he doesn't know anything.

The teleportation circle is activated, along with the healing circle and the control circle. When the fallen angel came back to his senses, he no longer knew where he had been teleported to. The surroundings were pitch black and he couldn't see anything. There was only a faint light in front of him, and it seemed that there were still living people there who didn't know what they were doing.

There is no doubt that the fallen angel chose to move towards a place with light. One step, two steps, and the steps that were not heavy were very clear in this empty place. He seemed to have heard such steps somewhere.

His eyes were suddenly filled with light that was not dazzling, and he couldn't see everything around him for a while. However, his body did not subconsciously block or avoid the light, and he still looked straight ahead, unable to see clearly. His eyes recovered little by little, and everything he saw again drove him into madness. He was still in the Colosseum just now, and the person standing in front of him was still himself, but this time he walked in from the passage of the Colosseum, and the other person standing in front of him was sent over by teleportation magic. of.

After seeing this scene, the fallen angel's brain fell into chaos. His brain thought that he was real. At least he thought so before, but now he was shaken by this view. Is he real? He couldn't tell whether the other fallen angel standing in front of him was real.

For a moment, he became a little angry at his ridiculous idea. He was the real one. There should be no doubt about this, but the person standing in front of him was the fake. After thinking about this fact, the fallen angel took out his purple tachi

"Don't you want to come over? Then I will go over."

Before the other self could react, the fallen angel had already launched a fierce charge at him. The other self also quickly took out the sword to resist, but people in an angry state often become extremely powerful due to the loss of reason. One of the fallen angels was unable to withstand the overwhelming power of the slashing blow and was forced to retreat continuously. The fallen angel seized the opportunity to pick up the blade and then struck with a slashing blow, cutting a considerable wound on the other's chest.

The second slash came out, but he rolled away and dodged it. The fallen angel slowly walked towards his other self who fell on the ground.

"Trying to betray the king is the stupidest decision you have ever made in this miserable life."

The voice came, and the still angry Fallen Angel was suddenly awakened. The voice was not made by him, nor by himself on the ground, but came from the passage of the Colosseum behind him. The voice undoubtedly belonged to My own, but why does there still exist one myself?

Before he could think about this, his body no longer listened to his orders and started to move on its own. He could not remember what happened in the next battle. When he came back to his senses, he found that he was standing on the road leading to the fighting beast. Outside the passage of the arena, there were two of them fighting in the Colosseum. One of them was frozen, and the other was about to cut off his head with a sword. At the end, he saw the evil smile on the face of the man who was about to be decapitated.

At the moment when his head was beheaded, he turned into magic and disappeared, but his neck cracked without any warning, and the wounds appeared little by little and cut off the entire neck. Even what was going on had not happened yet. I understood that I had died so mysteriously.

When he woke up again, the fallen angel found that he had become an undead wearing a robe and standing in the deepest passage of the Colosseum, with an old magic book beside him. He didn't want to read it carefully, so he casually turned to a page and took a quick look. The content on this page alone aroused his great interest.

This page is about how to resurrect with the help of the human body. After all, he is now an undead and cannot be regarded as a person in the strict sense. If he wants to return to his previous body, he must use the contents of this book. So the fallen angel began to read the contents of the book. Now his eyes could hardly see clearly. He could only barely see clearly when he almost pressed the book to his eye sockets, but even so, he still insisted on reading. I read this page and barely mastered the use of this magic.

The teleportation magic lit up, and the white light attracted the attention of the fallen angel. He wanted to see clearly what was being teleported, but his eyes no longer supported him in doing such a basic thing, but the intuition of the undead told him What he teleported this time was a living person, and he could use this to resurrect himself.

As soon as he thought of it, he started to do it. The magic was activated on that person, and the fallen angel continued to hide here waiting for news.

Not long after, he heard the sound of fighting coming from outside. He couldn't hear the specific sound, but he felt it was time to come forward. But this time, his body uncontrollably said something that made him feel desperate.

"Trying to betray the king is the stupidest decision you have ever made in this miserable life."

After the shock, the teleportation magic lit up, and he swapped places with the person who had been enchanted before. The Soul-Snatching Slash cut off his head, the magic was activated, and the other self was killed by the Soul-Snatching Slash, but he returned to Colosseum, ahead is the road leading to the Colosseum, where clear footsteps can be heard.