Another World: The Failed Magician

At this critical moment, the silver dragon phantom behind Fino lit up again.

A pair of white dragon wings appeared behind her.

She tried to dodge the attack at lightning speed.

But then the eerie spear emitted an eerie light once more.

Fino found herself unable to move.

Still can't do it?

Just as she closed her eyes, preparing to face her end.

The imagined pain did not come.

Fino felt a hot liquid splash onto her face.

She opened her eyes.

Yunxi had arrived in front of her without her noticing.

The spear had already pierced Yunxi's chest, and stopped in front of Fino.

That scorching liquid was Fino's dragon blood.

Fino's body returned to normal at this moment.

She quickly pulled the girl into her arms.

The silver dragon phantom behind her kept flashing, and the white light fell on Yunxi.

But when the healing light fell on Yunxi, the eerie spear seemed to come alive, emitting an eerie light that completely negated the healing power.

Fino discovered the problem.

"Yunxi, just bear with it."

She reached out and tried to pull the spear out.

But when she reached out her right hand to grab the spear, something strange happened.

The eerie spear was right there.

Fino's right hand seemed to grasp at empty air.

No matter how she waved her right hand, she found herself unable to touch the spear.

How to do this?

Fino was extremely anxious at this moment.

She could clearly feel Yunxi's vitality disappearing at a rapid pace.

Yunxi touched her cheek with her blood-stained right hand.

"Clan...Clan leader, no...don't worry about me, this...this...magic...only...stops...after...killing...people."

Yunxi wanted to say something more, but her hand had already fallen to her side.

The eerie spear vanished the moment her life ended.

"No!"

The usually aloof girl suddenly burst into a painful wail.

At this moment, Longxi also used his right hand to pierce through Lu Ping's chest.

Knowing he couldn't stop the strange spear, he decided to eliminate Lu Ping, who was casting the spell.

As a result, Lu Ping did not resist at all, letting him end his life.

Longxi angrily pulled her hand away.

Lu Ping fell to the ground.

A huge hole was pierced through his chest.

The blood instantly stained the ground red.

The old man knew his life was coming to an end.

A picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

A group of young people stood under a red flag, clenching their right hands, vowing to build an ideal nation in this cruel world.

Among this group were young White, Carl, and many others who had already died.

A middle-aged man was standing behind them.

He had been secretly observing them for a long time. He was moved by this group of passionate young people.

He was an imperial magician, and according to the original plan, he was there to eliminate these young people.

But now he has decided to give these young people a chance.

He also wanted to see the establishment of an ideal country.

The screen suddenly shattered.

Lu Ping's life has come to an end.

Regret?

A voice echoed in his mind.

The old man forced a smile.

How could I possibly regret it!

That was the best decision I ever made in my life.

A cold sword light approached Longxi.

Longxi quickly dodged it.

The armored man did not take advantage of this opportunity to pursue.

It stood beside Lu Ping, dragging its tattered armor.

Lu Xuan clearly sensed that Lu Ping had completely lost the breath of life at this moment.

An indescribable emotion welled up in Lu Xuan's heart.

He felt it should be sadness.

But why is he sad?

He didn't even know the old man.

Can……

Lu Xuan clutched his chest.

It really hurts here.

At that moment, Karl's image involuntarily appeared in his mind.

From the moment Lu Xuan's memories were unsealed, he kept mobilizing his mental energy. In fact, he knew that in addition to the need to mobilize the black gate, there was another reason for him to do so: he didn't want to stop.

As soon as he stops, painful emotions will completely overwhelm him.

He had to accept the reality that Carl was dead.

Lu Ping's death reminded him once again that it was all true.

Lu Xuan felt a little suffocated.

He wanted to cry.

But she found that she couldn't cry at all.

He didn't cry when White died.

A sentence flashed through Lu Xuan's mind.

People can't cry when they are extremely sad.

The dark wheel of fate behind Lu Xuan began to spin again at this moment.

Another flame went out.

From the broken armor of the armored man, countless eerie black wisps of smoke emanated.

The armored man, wielding a longsword in his only right hand, charged toward Longxi.

Although the armored man was very fast.

However, compared to Longxi, who had burned all of his dragon blood, this speed still seemed quite immature.

He skillfully dodged the armored man's sword.

His right hand, engulfed in raging flames, struck directly at the armored man.

Under Fino's influence, he finally temporarily overcame his inner demons and dared to launch an attack on the armored man.

His right hand pierced right through the armored man's chest armor; the attack went even more smoothly than he had expected.

Longxi felt as if his punch had hit cotton, not at all like he had hit armor.

Before he could even think about it.

Countless plumes of black smoke billowed from the armored man's body.

Longxi tried to pull his hand away, but the black smoke held him firmly in place.

Longxi suddenly gritted his teeth.

The flame on the right hand reignited.

The armored man's entire body was quickly engulfed in flames.

It even made a sizzling sound.

Longxi is also suffering.

After using the flame, the dragon blood within him stopped burning.

Fortunately, the flames also dispersed the black smoke.

Longxi pulled his right hand back.

All he wants now is to get out of here as soon as possible.

Because every time he uses this move, he falls into a long period of weakness.

Just as he turned to leave, he suddenly felt something grab his right hand.

Longxi suddenly turned around.

The armored man, his entire body engulfed in flames, had now discarded the longsword in his right hand.

But that right hand, burning with flames, was now gripping him tightly.

Longxi tried with all her might to break free, but it was all in vain.

The armored man held him tightly.

His body was engulfed in flames, making him look like a demon returned from hell.

Fortunately, the armored man lost his left hand.

Longxi grabbed the armored man's right hand with his other hand.

If you refused to let it go, then don't blame me.

He wanted to break the armored man's right hand.

The scene he had imagined did not appear.

The armored man had already arrived beside him.

A pale green light suddenly flickered from the helmet.

Fear once again gripped Longxi's entire body.