The Magician of Clow

Chapter 986 The power of fettering the stars!
The deep well-like underground, the sound of gravel and dust splashing down, once again supported his body that had already reached its limit, like a wild beast that refused to fall when it was at its end,
With every slow and long breath, the chest rises and falls with all my strength,

In the darkness, his figure seemed to be revived!

The liberation of the king of gods took part of the load, and the healing of the power of the elves alleviated the most serious injuries, like the last sip of water in the desert to save a traveler from falling, allowing him to struggle to stand up from the limit!
Although only able to stand up.
The breathing that was so weak that he had to use all his consciousness to maintain it, and the footsteps that were so weak that they were rootless like duckweed made people worry that he would fall down again in the next second,

At the bottom of the well nearly [-] meters deep, Fangran raised his head swayingly to look at the darkness buried by the wreckage, and the two shadows of the night crow appeared high above the sky,
Overlooking the entire vast city of London under the dark sky, A-level battles surrounding the central rift, the final grand scene came into view, looking at the darkness that only broke free from a part of the body in the thousand-meter rift,
The feedback from the huge silver gun made Fangran understand at that moment,

'That' is an existence that cannot be repelled even if you take out the [Water Card] by yourself.

The end of this gigantic plan, ushered in a really desperate mammoth, making it meaningless for him to stand up again at this moment,

just
Listening to the thoughts go through all the struggles and converge to one place, listening to the child's questioning sounded again,
In the blurred field of vision, I saw the moment when the pale young man fell to his knees crying and could only use his body to block the falling rocks to protect the 'Dream',
It seemed that he had seen the powerless self in the past, there was always something screaming in his soul that made Fangran grit his teeth and squeeze out the strength to stand up!

His body was already at its limit, and he couldn't bear any more burden. Without 'infinity', it was impossible to break the situation, and even if he was in good condition, what he just did was already his strongest blow.
What is before me at this moment is such a powerless and hopeless situation,
However, as that dream unlocks the numerous connections of thoughts,
He has one last solution.

He lowered his head and paid the price of taking two breaths to slow down for this action. Every word in his voice was weak and reluctant, but the soft and hoarse words were quiet amidst the panting.

"I'm sorry. I broke the agreement and still. I force you at this time, but. Help me again. One last time."

Looking at the blond figure behind him who was also seriously injured in order to save himself, he broke his promise and subconsciously chose him to be brave again,

Feeling the power that can host mana and consciousness still on his Luna hunting bow,

Until then, he remembered the promise he made when he separated from her in Rome.

"Osfia, I need the power of the etheric elves"

The tacit understanding of the journey immediately thought of what he wanted to do, and it also became similar to the two of them in physical condition, the white wings were damaged, and the blood coughed lightly and sat up from the ground.

"impossible."

Without his composure, seeing his figure that can stand up even now, Osphia's voice just felt hopelessly low:

"In such a large scene, using ether spirits to realize magic energy and consciousness transmission requires an extremely complex and huge structure. It is simply not something I can do."

"It's okay, someone can."

He didn't waver, breathing continuously seemed to be accumulating strength, lowered his black eyes, thinking about the strength to save himself and others in the fall just now,

Then, at the bottom of the dark well where no one else was around, Fangran asked the question as if facing the air, and called out that name again after a hundred years.

"I can do it, Sharon."

Words that are inaudible even close at hand, are transmitted from nearly a hundred meters underground to thousands of meters of dark sky,
The endless and open battlefield at the highest altitude, the arcane light sea and the silver-white prosthetic hand controlling the dead line of the executive officer performed superbly. Hearing this strange but familiar title sounded at this time, and hearing the order of the former maid chief, the young master,
His eyes were surprised, but overlooking the situation below was already the final situation, Clotilde finally pretended to be helpless and lowered his voice to chuckle:

"He is really the young master who always likes to ask people difficult problems."

Then she Minghao raised her wrist, looked at the extremely dark and cold figure while pushing back from the dead line, and placed the huge amber staff horizontally in front of her, with the mysterious golden light dissipating from her deep eyes,

"Going round and round, all journeys will eventually return to the starting point."

At the bottom of the well, Osphia was weak and looked at the cascading light array around him in amazement. At this moment when the etheric elves were fully activated, the sea of ​​light in the dark sky was rearranged,
The simulated scene is thousands of meters above the sky, and the smiling and elegant voice of the peerless zero rider sounds.

"Arcane - The Wheel of Fortune!"

A huge magic circle hundreds of meters long, with intricately interlaced graphic symbols, and the interval between the rings filled with fine mantras lit up, all the etheric spirits seemed to enter a net constructed by arcane magic, spreading to the entire London!
The battlefield around the central rift and the executive officer, the battle of the adjutants in the scattered outer rings, and the blockade of the sea of ​​numbered monsters in the ruins of the two observation rooms,
All the members who participated in this national war felt the wide-area awareness connection as if they had turned on the communication of the whole body!

"Sister Sheng!"

"Xiao Ling!?"

"Your Excellency Herschel!"

"Where are you all now?"

"Everyone get out of this scene!"

Even the wind became bitter, and the whole of London was shrouded in darkness. I don't know what happened at the moment when the yellow fog cleared, but looking at the huge darkness in the city center that is about to fall,

I don't know why such a scene appeared at this last moment, one after another startled inquiries, at the end of their respective battles to confirm the safety of their companions,
At last there was a weak and slightly quiet voice of a young man.

"Miss Yesheng"

Fangran! ?
The moment he heard who this voice was, the same thought flashed through the hearts of all the members of the night bureau who were scattered everywhere!

The red lotus appeared, the spirit abyss ignited, and the figure shuttled in the air to block the gear parts of the Steam King City time and time again. The moment he heard this voice, Ye Sheng raised his heart for some reason and whispered:

"Fangran? Where are you now! Are you in any danger!?"

"It might bother everyone."

It sounded as if she would come immediately as long as he was sure, in the darkness under the deep well, the black-haired young man just raised his head again and spoke softly like sleepwalking.

"Sister Ye Sheng, can I be a little bit self-willed?"

Yanhong's eyes stopped for a moment, the blocking plan had failed, and the association plan was a foregone conclusion, Ye Sheng now only wanted to let all the members of the night bureau leave the scene,
But hearing Fangran's weak request, facing Ying Lun's figure who was suppressing her, after she was silent, the spirit abyss of fire lit up again!

"The night scene is not just my own night scene,"

"You, too, are part of it."

Maybe you should know the answer when you open your black eyes and look at London,
They obviously don't know the current situation, and obviously no one escaped, but they all went to the enemy to buy time for others to escape.

Sure enough, no matter how good or strong a person is, he has his limits, and in the end he will definitely need the help and strength of others.

There is really nothing a person can do.

There was never a moment when Fangran understood the meaning of these words more clearly than now, and felt at ease even in the most desperate situation.

During the conversation on the flight back from the North Pole, the third 'key' began to shine like a star, and the moment when the necessary prerequisites were fulfilled,
In the dark deep well, he took a deep breath as if he had made up his mind, and his low and hoarse words seemed to shine in the dark, and burst out of strength in adversity!

"Mentor, can that 'plug-in module' be connected to me now?"

　No way, I really can’t finish writing a whole page. I’ll post the half that I’ve written first. I’ll finish the second half tomorrow morning as much as I can. I’ll put the finishing touches later. I can’t hold on any longer.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)