I will swear to protect the beauty with my life

Chapter 806 Morisummer can still C?

Fang Wuwei never stopped attacking Samuel. Samuel was determined to fight Fang Wuwei until he lost the will to fight. No matter if he was tired of being killed or exhausted, he would not stop attacking if Samuel wanted to win.

Under such circumstances, Fang Wuwei had no time to calm down and think about Samuel's strange ability to resurrect.

But even so, after Samuel was resurrected many times, he still had an inexplicable feeling... Every time Samuel was resurrected, he would feel a sense of inexplicable fluctuation, and this feeling was familiar to him.

Fang Wuwei dispersed the boundless divine thunder that enveloped his body, exited the strong thunder god state, sighed deeply, felt a little relaxed, slowly descended, stood on Dansheng Valley's magic shield and began to rest.

He is really tired, and now he needs to take some medicine to restore his mana...Dark Flame Dragon God can handle him.

At the same time, Fang Wuwei was finally able to calm down and sense the fluctuations generated when Samuel was resurrected. After the Dark Flame Dragon God crushed Samuel to death, Fang Wuwei felt that inexplicable feeling again.

The feeling was very strange, making Fang Wuwei feel very familiar, but he couldn't explain it. It was like he had come to a place and the scenery looked inexplicably familiar, but he had never been there and had never seen a photo of it.

It was like déjà vu, but it was far from it.

After the Dark Flame Dragon God killed Samuel swiftly and swiftly, he looked at Fang Wuwei, saw him shaking his head in frustration, then he understood what he meant and continued to chase him by strangling Samuel's neck.

Once is not enough...try more...

Samuel's resurrection mechanism is the most bizarre resurrection Fang Wuwei has ever seen. If he wants to kill him, he must find a way to crack this mechanism.

Of course, during this period, the Dark Flame Dragon God himself will continue to try to understand the secret mechanism of Samuel's resurrection. He is a god who has lived for a long time and is knowledgeable. Maybe he can see something.

As Fang Wuwei went to rest, the rolling thunderclouds in the sky calmed down a little. Without the guidance of the Thunder God, the whole world became much quieter.

Samuel died and resurrected again and again, and the fluctuations stimulated Fang Wuwei's brain more and more. The weird sense of déjà vu became stronger and stronger. Fang Wuwei tried his best to feel it, and gradually he got an answer...

At the same time, in the club's activity room, Nibutani found what she was looking for. Looking at the new content appearing on the Dark Codex, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

"Is this okay?"

Package.

This was the elves' answer to her. Nibutani took a deep breath, closed the Dark Codex, and looked at Rikka.

"What's that guy's name?"

"Um......"

Liuhua looked at Juhua beside her. After such a long period of buffering, Juhua's mentality finally calmed down. She digested some of the words that Dark Flame Dragon had said before. As a reliable elder sister, she has calmed down a lot.

Looking at Nibutani dressed completely like a morisummer, she couldn't quite imagine that the little girl who was so afraid of being discovered in her middle school life before had actually turned into the person she had longed for the most in the past. But she shook her head and quickly drove away the thought.

"Samuel...Samuel Anto, if I'm not mistaken, that's his full name."

Nibutani muttered the name a few times and memorized it in her heart. She then knelt on one knee facing the window, took out a piece of paper and spread it on the ground. She drew a magic circle according to the pattern in the book. It was not big, but looked very sophisticated and it took her a lot of effort.

At the very end, Nibutani stretched out his hand tremblingly, pricked his finger, and dripped a drop of blood in the center of the magic circle.

When Nibutani thought about what he was going to do later, he felt a little nervous, but then he closed his eyes, clenched his hands sincerely in front of his chest, lowered his head and knelt on the ground.

"If your soul gets my blood, then you will hand over your life to me. If your body gets my hatred, then you will hand over your shell to me. If your existence gets my curse, then you will hand over your life and death to me..."

As Danbutani chanted the spell, a strange evil wind suddenly arose, making the other people present feel cold in their hearts, especially the students of the Elves Mother Church, who suddenly shivered.

What kind of horrible thing is the merciful Morisummer chanting?!

The magic circle in front of Nibutani emitted a faint light, and the drop of blood rose into the air and floated, and several balls of dark fire appeared beside her, circling around her and slowly turning.

"Samuel Anto... Samuel Anto... Samuel Anto..."

Samuel, who was fighting with the Dark Flame Dragon God over there, suddenly felt a chill in his heart and his whole body went cold, as if something particularly disgusting was staring at him... This feeling was extremely obvious. He felt as if his soul was cursed and suddenly began to panic.

The next moment, the sound of Nibutani chanting his name in a low voice appeared in his ears without warning. It was so clear and loud that it was hard not to hear it.

Samuel realized in an instant that someone was using evil magic on him, but he was now exhausted from fighting with the Dark Flame Dragon God and was unable to cope with it, and... he didn't care.

Then he died again at the hands of the Dark Flame Dragon God. When he was resurrected, the discomfort deep in his soul disappeared instantly, and Danbutani on the other side frowned fiercely, then opened his eyes.

The drop of blood that had been floating in the air fell back as Nibutani's chanting ended, but Nibutani stood up and looked out the window.

She looked outside the window and saw Samuel appearing out of thin air again. As soon as he was resurrected, he was dragged out for a duel by the Dark Flame Dragon God. Nibutani rubbed his chin.

She felt that her curse suddenly lost its effect... The target of her curse suddenly lost contact and disappeared from the world, only to reappear the next moment. However, the connection she had established between her and the target through the curse magic disappeared, and the marks left on the target by herself and the elves also disappeared, as did the injuries on the target's body.

It feels a bit like the other party refreshed his own status, just like reloading a game file...

...Load the game?

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On the other side, Fang Wuwei finally figured out some things thanks to the efforts of the Dark Flame Dragon God.

Just now, he tried to understand this fluctuation and figured out why he felt such a strange sense of déjà vu. When Samuel was resurrected again and caused fluctuations, he followed the fluctuations to trace their source and crawled over.

Then he realized that the reason why Fang Wuwei felt familiar with this fluctuation was because of the source of the fluctuation. He had just come into contact with it not long ago. In the last mission, the captain of the reincarnation team, Lano, had also used it. Samuel's resurrection and Lano's time stop were of the same origin, but because of the different fluctuations and usages, Fang Wuwei was unable to react for a while.

But in the final analysis, it's the same old story. As long as he figured out the source of the power of this fluctuation, Fang Wuwei would react quickly.

In other words, Samuel's ability to be resurrected again and again depends on the power of time.

If this were to be linked to time, Fang Wuwei would have nothing to fear.

So Fang Wuwei took out his time gem. He had studied this thing a lot during this period of time, and now it came in handy. At this moment, a golden light shone through the clouds and sprinkled on Fang Wuwei, making him feel a little warm. His divine power was restored a little under the golden light.

Now it's late at night...

Fang Wuwei raised his head and saw a familiar figure. The two snow-white wings behind him were still conspicuous even against the light. The figure slowly descended, came to Fang Wuwei, and patted his shoulder with a smile.

The person who came was his current team captain, Angel Shuoyu.

As a member of the same combat team, it seems reasonable for Shuoyu to appear here, but in fact it is particularly unreasonable.

Fang Wuwei's physical fatigue was relieved a lot with Shuo Yu's comfort, but his brain suddenly began to feel tired.

"Captain? That's not right? How did you get here?"

"Hmm? Didn't you ask for help? I'm your captain and I was the first to receive your message. Xiaomo and Wither are busy right now, so I brought Malushiel here first."

Malushiel floated down holding the magic wand and waved at Fang Wuwei with a smile.