Chapter 192 From All Despair and Chaos

A gust of wind passed through the deep and long passage, and the figure just lightly tapped on the ground, like a streamer streaking across the night, disappearing into the dim underground space.

Roland Hill felt a kind of oppressive dullness getting closer and closer, and the surrounding space seemed to become more and more viscous, as if it was compressed by a high concentration.

In such an environment, many space-based spells or abilities will be subject to greater interference and resistance when they are used. And even ordinary actions are like encountering layers of stagnation. The faster the speed, the more difficult and laborious it is.

Just a few minutes of high-speed travel consumed most of her physical strength.

Her chest kept rising and falling, and Roland Hill could hear her tired breathing at this moment. She raised her head slightly and looked at the end of the dark passage.

Finally, a closed door appeared in view.

This door is made of gray steel, and there are slowly turning gears on and around the door. Although it is not large, it gives a very solid feeling.

She slowed down for a while, her gray boots stepped on the black and white steps, and walked up step by step. At this moment, the clear footsteps echoed in the empty space.

As Roland Hill approached, she could gradually perceive that the gears on the door were connected to many huge and heavy transmission mechanisms, and the steel gears were turning slowly and powerfully.

With the palm of his hand on the cold doorknob, a cold and rough feeling came along.

She murmured the secret words, and then slowly turned the solid steel handle, and a slight click came from the structure on the door.

The gears turned with the handle, driving the levers one by one, shrinking the structure of the combination of the door leaf and the wall, and then the door finally slowly opened.

The wind raged, debris flew, and a vast underground world came into view.

And in that dim world, a slowly emerging black vortex gradually reflected in the girl's pupils.

Do not--

She couldn't help but wanted to stop the densely packed mages in the square, but it seemed that it was too late. After discovering the anomaly, the time for their ceremony seemed to be advanced again.

On the dim dome, two witches, one black and one white, stood side by side. They gradually loosened their clasped fingers, and their bodies floated to the sides. After that, the two of them were like black and white Pisces, slowly revolving around the point in the middle.

Under the space-related power, a small black dot appeared between the two, and they slowly extended their pale arms toward the center.

rip-

The two hands stretched into the tiny vortex respectively, and they were torn apart abruptly, and then a cold, stale, twisted gray aura poured out from it.

As these gray airflows spewed faster and more intensely, the black vortex in the middle continued to expand, as if the dark pupils from the abyss slowly opened, staring at all the existences present.

The turbid air flow that chaotically overflowed was like sewage, making Roland Hill feel sick and uncomfortable. She had to hold up the spherical shield with pure white lines to resist the breath from the abyss. And the distortion and madness that came from the foul air still stimulated her keen perception and consciousness.

Just when she was about to be overwhelmed by the gray-black turbidity and couldn't see the front clearly, the pocket watch on her waist finally lit up, and a warm arm embraced her.

Bright flames burst suddenly in this dark world. The scorching incandescent flame was like a substance, shaking in the rapid gray-black turbidity, and then expanding, bursting, and erupting.

Both tangible and intangible existences were burned by the blazing flames, thus sweeping out a clean space in this pitch-dark world.

A woman in a black dress slowly floated in front of Roland Hill, her hair was like a flowing flame, and countless tiny sparks spilled out of it, and as long as one of them touched the substance, it would be blown away. It annihilated into a faint blue smoke, dissipating invisible.

In the dark and dark world, this flame witch has a pair of eyes with millions of red superimposed on each other. As she raised her hand, layers of heat waves rushed into the space ahead like ocean tides, and countless turbid currents were burned and burned. It turned into black ashes and smoky scattered in the air.

A flame field with a diameter of nearly 1,000 meters was gradually formed by her side, and any matter that approached it would be submerged by the fiery heat wave that distorted the line of sight.

"Witch of Fire, Keti!?" Several Transcendent Sequence Nines in the square shouted out the name in surprise, this famous existence in history.

With the appearance of Keti, the scorching crimson air waves were continuously expelled around, scouring the turbid air flow in this underground space, and even the black vortex that had just formed was crumbling in this twisted heat wave.

"I can't let her go on like this anymore."

An old man with gray-blue pupils came out. If there are familiar people, they will naturally recognize that this is one of the sages who are resident in Emenas, Ocean Sequence 9 of Bridge Pier Academy, Widuru.

A few years ago, he reported to the Society of Sages that he needed to check the seal of chaos in the endless sea, so he temporarily left the school, which coincidentally caused the emptiness of Emenas that year. I didn't expect it to be here now.

The four extraordinary Sequence Nines on the square began to help stabilize the chaotic vortex that had just appeared, while the other two Sequence Nines and Widuru shot together, preparing to suppress the flame witch who suddenly appeared.

There seemed to be a light mist of water floating in the air, and then these mists became heavier and more condensed, finally forming a pouring rainstorm. Wrapped in the turbid aura gushing out of the vortex, the filthy rainwater flows in the air like dozens of giant pythons, rushing towards the circular flame field.

boiling

The white smoke suddenly rose, and the two sides reacted violently at the moment of meeting. The flashing air wave expanded recklessly in the underground space, making people feel like sticking out of a humid and sultry room. The lungs are burning with pain.

Many mages in the square fell.

In response, an existence of Magic Sequence 9 stretched out his hand, and an incomparably large silver dial covered the square, like a barrier separating the sinister environment outside.

And after the filthy rain python temporarily suppressed the flame domain, the black vortex in the sky also slowly expanded under the guidance of the black and white witches, and even a distorted figure could be seen faintly emerging from it.

"Go and stop them, Keti, don't worry about me."

Standing in this crimson flame world, Roland Hill didn't seem to feel the heat, but felt comfortable. She looked at the flame-haired back in front of her and said so.

"But, Lorraine..."

The thousands of overlapping red pupils turned around and looked at the girl behind her with hesitation and unease in her eyes. It seemed that in her heart, the safety of the person beside her was more important than anything else.

"Okay, now is not the time to be self-willed, Keti, let's go, it will be bad if it's too late."

Although the outside world is still in fierce confrontation, Roland Hill still said so, she looked at this powerful partner, her eyes were clear and serious.

"Okay." Seeing Roland Hill's determination, Keti had to agree. She embraced the companion who usually took care of her, and then spread out like a flame.

With the joint intervention of the three Transcendent Sequence Nines, the rainstorm in the underground world became more and more violent and colder. The dozens of turbid pythons that danced wildly before also gradually condensed into a viscous state of half ice and half water, and a turbid black ice wall also began to condense.

Supplemented by countless turbid currents, this wall of black ice sealed the previous flame domain in the corner, and layered it on top of each other, increasing its thickness.

Seeing that the wall was so dense that the flames encased in it could not be seen, the few Sequence Nines breathed a sigh of relief, and they only needed to hold on for more than ten seconds. When the vortex of chaos opens, everything will become a foregone conclusion.

Just when they let go of their restless hearts, the thick black ice wall suddenly cracked open, and a rain of crimson flames fell from the sky, burning everything they encountered, whether it was metal, rock, or liquid. These flames are like living things, swimming and chasing everything, swallowing it up, and transforming it into violent light and heat.

And a small number of mages in the square were glued to these flames, and even the existence of Sequence 8 would struggle and die in despair in a state of helplessness.

"Damn, is this the witch?" A Magic Sequence 9 was very unwilling. He stretched out his hand again, and rounds of silver clocks emerged from the atmosphere behind him, as if he wanted to stop the spread of flames in this space. .

Then, before he could fully unfold, a burst of crimson flame light particles rushed straight through his body.

Time seemed to be still and blurry here, and after a few seconds, the body of this Sequence 9 burst apart and turned into dissipated gray-black embers.

Widuru stared nervously at the flames that circulated like wind, bursts of sweat dripped from his forehead, and the water that was compressed to the extreme surrounded his body. A slowing barrier.

But even so, he still felt a sense of panic and anxiety. After he became a Sequence Nine, he hadn't experienced this feeling for almost two hundred years.

But at this moment, he did sense the weight of the legend. As a witch who is also an extremely terrifying flame witch, the Sequence 9 who has left a splendid name in history and was killed by her is now afraid that there will be more than ten people.

On the other side of the battlefield, Roland Hill was struggling to resist the turbid and dirty current that came rushing in. After losing the protection of Keti's flame domain, she had to face this stormy attack alone, like a boat that could capsize at any time.

Fortunately, in this pitch-dark world, a turbulent flame would always fly from time to time to help her resist this ferocious and foul python.

Keti is still not fighting with all his heart. Roland Hill thought so, and the hairpin by her ear was also pinched in her palm, slowly blooming.

The unstable environment and the underground abyss made it take her a lot of time to gradually perceive the existence of the star world.

The figure gradually rose, like an illusory thing, indistinct, and the eyes were full of twinkling stars.

When Loren Hill slowly rose, several Transcendent Sequence Nines in the square in the distance also sensed this sudden presence, the figure that gradually broke free from the constraints of the world and space, and broke through layers of obstructions to rise, It immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

"The Star Witch of Crancia, Lorraine Hill." They said the name slowly, only to see a star rising in the dark underground space.

"Stop, the witch representing the starlight." Two figures, one black and one white, appeared in the air again, the two witches who opened the chaotic vortex. Following their words, the entire space seemed to be swept by invisible waves, stagnant, and then chains stretched out from the void, they intertwined and shuttled back and forth, tightly binding the rising star.

The starlight swayed, the chains were tight, and the sound of clack reverberated in the space.

"Stop, this is the closed door." The witch in white said so.

"Bound, this is a forbidden chain." The witch in black ended. .

With the full display of the powers of the two witches, the starlight gradually dimmed, and the figure of Roland Hill appeared in the air again, from the illusory to the new

become real.

After all, she only had the strength of Sequence 6. Even with the help of the hairpins Trinasa left behind, she could only resist for a while. Under the long-term confrontation of power, she could not break free from the layers of shackles with one enemy and two.

The dark golden chains are the product of power, not only restricting Roland Hill's movement, but also preventing her power about miracles and starlight.

Seeing that the silver-haired girl was bound by the chains and slowly falling from the air, countless crimson flames flowing in the air converged on the silver-haired girl again.

Roland Hill only felt a burst of warmth in his body, and then the dark golden chains melted into little particles of blue smoke and dissipated in the air. Keti's figure also appeared beside her again, protecting him behind her.

Although he didn't suffer much damage, it was a pity that Triinasha's hairpin was gradually dimmed and could not be used again.

Seeing that the witch of starlight was stopped, other Transcendent Sequence 9 existences were relieved. Although they failed to kill the new witch, fortunately, the existence of Roland Hill finally allowed Ketina to burn everything. The heat wave has calmed down a bit.

The black vortex in the air is still expanding, and the turbid air that pours out of it overflows the entire underground world.

The remaining four magic Sequence 9s in the square also completed the casting, and silver clocks emerged from the sky, all over the dark underground space.

Since these silver clocks appeared, they quickly absorbed the gray chaotic atmosphere that was constantly emerging around them, and discharged them to the other side of the unknown space. Although this vast underground space was also dark and depressing, at least it remained weak. It was so clear that the mages in the square could hide behind the barrier in a relatively safe way, and not be eroded by those gray auras.

From Roland Hill entering this underground space, in just thirty seconds, the black vortex spread from its appearance to the giant ring that was gradually covering the ground. Finally, some vague and twisted figures began to appear in the vortex by the thousands.

They wriggled, wailed, and uttered silent wailing and shouting, the strangely twisted scene, like hundreds of thousands of terrifying maggots struggling in a boiling frying pan.

vomit--

Some of the mages in the square couldn't accept this scene, and fell to the ground with their mouths covered, their eyes full of horror, excitement, anxiety, and madness.

Roland Hill looked at the grim scene in front of her, her eyes gradually firmed, she held Keti's hand and said softly.

"It seems that there is no way to escape this worst outcome, so let's make a last-ditch effort."

She took a deep breath with a slight trembling, and a pair of snow-white wings slowly opened behind them. The white wings had light blue veins, like the veins of the wind.

As the two slowly ascended, a great power also rose, and the originally crimson flame heat wave on Keti's side gradually turned into a faint white. The flames seemed to be cheering, cheering for the best of times, the surging and burning heat baked all the gray-black turbid streams that wanted to approach, and the surrounding stone walls slowly melted into a flowing translucent existence.

The expanding air pressure was pressing on everyone in the current space, and the railroad tracks on the ground gradually turned red and softened, and the scorching atmosphere was enough to turn anyone who breathed casually into blue smoke.

With the help of the wind's power, the Keti flames began to threaten the existence of everyone present.

In the face of such a terrifying annihilation air wave, several Sequence Nines on the other side had to start to fully assist Widuru, and let the only oceanic Sequence Nine among them resist the impending heat wave.

The torrential rain and tide boiled again, and the turbid giant python was thicker than a giant dragon, dancing wildly from the underground space to the two witches standing hand in hand in the air.

"Sludge and rain cannot be suspended in the air." A white hand stretched out from the air, and the light voice was like a chant.

With the appearance of the words, the clouds, fog and rain that were constantly emerging in the air suddenly fell and disappeared, and the turbid current giant python that flew from below collapsed suddenly and scattered again on the ground.

With the clasped hands, Ketina's fiery magic power was transmitted from Roland Hill's body, which finally allowed her to exert her power as wind and atmosphere.

After temporarily suppressing the digital sequence 9 below, the two of them turned their gazes to the other end of the air, where the two witches joined hands.

The witch who opened the door. The witches of the Forbidden Chains, although the two were born in different times, they seem to have become very good friends.

"Nevertheless, I still hope that you can hold back for the time being, and the new world will leave a place for you. After all, we are the only ones of the same kind." The witch of the door in white persuaded.

"This is not an irrational destruction of the world, but a great and worthwhile adventure." The witch in black added.

Looking at the two witches expressing goodwill, Keti's pair of fire pupils blinked slightly, but did not answer immediately, but looked back at his companions.

"No, some things are destined not to be used for experiments and adventures." The silver-haired girl shook her head slightly, her blue eyes clear and peaceful.

"Why? What right do you have to stop us and limit our freedom." The witch in black responded.

The witch's power seems to be a personal pain. Perhaps it is because of her dislike of bondage that she has the power of chains.

"Because your guesses are just illusory and beautiful lies." Roland Hill said cruel words that broke the illusion.

"On the other side behind the vortex, there are just bigger ruins and disasters." The silver-haired girl said frankly revealing the truth.

"That's just your ignorant and stubborn conservative ideas! Who can deny the existence of miracles!"

Faced with such a response, the witch in black couldn't accept it. She couldn't accept that she had been doing useless things for hundreds of years, and that all her actions in life were meaningless.

Facing that angry expression, Roland Hill slightly closed his eyes and made his own answer.

Atmosphere and wind vibrate like bowstrings, fire and heat blaze like arrows. The burning flames of the twisted space swept across the black and white witches.

One after another transparent doors opened from the sky, and then these lights and flames were extinguished.

"Even if you don't want to believe it, we will still do it, because this has become our destiny." The door witch in white responded slowly. After that, the two separated again, surrounding the vortex on both sides, pulling it apart, more and more chaotic phantoms rushed out, they became shields against the flames, delaying time.

And just as Roland Hill and Keti struggled to burn these twisted phantoms, a beam of light finally shone from the sky.

As if penetrating all darkness and obstacles, the pair of white and broad wings emerged from the abyss.

"I will be turned into a pure white flame of burning"

"Dispel the haze of confusion"

"Guard the last order of the world"

"No matter how many times"

"From the Darkness"

"From Under All Evil"

"From all despair and chaos"

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