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Resurrection of the Past Chapter 404: Backlash

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    Seindemokla tried to attack Dean Francois more than once, but each time he was forcibly blocked by the book in the opponent's hand.  It looked like an incredibly old book that had become tattered by the years.  There is no text on the cover of the book, and as for its content, no one knows what is written inside - they can only see many ancient texts of different colors spread out around it.  In fact, it may be slightly worse, its appearance is closer to that of a dirty notebook.  The thickened brown cover seemed to be made of some kind of animal skin, and it was stained with some dark black stains, as if it had not been tidied up for decades.  The slightly dull cover, the stained inner pages, and the surrounding, constantly flowing sequence of ancient texts. Every part that originally made up this book is full of dim colors, but for some reason, it still exudes a sense of darkness.  A feeling of lack of color.  There is some overwhelming power within that book.  If you only consider the magic power that the magician Seindemokla now possesses, then this word can indeed be used to describe it.  The magic square formed by absorbing a large amount of life force was connected to his body, making him almost become a human form filled with magic power.  Opposite him, although the magic power around Cruz Francois is also quite large, if you want to compare it with him, it still seems slightly inferior.  The strong wind soaked with blue magic power tore apart the complex spells constructed by the sorcerers.  But it seems difficult to achieve further results.  However, the "book" he held in his hand - or a magic artifact with the appearance of a book - had the power to suppress Sain Demokra.  Although the beams of lightning kept shooting towards Dean Francois, they were blocked by him with the book.  One thing brings down another, just like the magic square constructed of flesh and blood has overwhelming power over mortals.  That "book" can also easily defeat the strange magic power running in this space.  With its power, Dean Francois has easily swept away many attacks aimed at him.  It seems that as long as he has the intention, even the entire magic square constructed by Seindemokla will be easily erased by the power hidden in that book.  He stopped the flow of magic power with a confident attitude, and just as he claimed before, he had mastered the means to counter the opponent's spells.  Although he seemed to have a slight advantage, Cruz Francois did not take action casually - otherwise he would play into the hands of the opponent's magician.  That book is indeed the basis for him to break through this complicated magic square, but if the enemy understands its true ability, I am afraid it will be deliberately hindered soon.  "So this is also one of the Silver Dragon King's 'legacies'?" Seindemokela's face darkened.  Curt saw his eyes becoming narrower and narrower, "As I expected. I almost searched through the academy and couldn't find anything. I will definitely keep it in your hands." As he said this, his hand was in the void  He waved heavily, and the strange musical scale that had been calmed down once again roared with his actions.  With him in control.  The flow of magic power around him suddenly changed, and several red rays of light began to gather around him.  The blood-colored clouds in the sky seemed to be guided by his actions, and were slowly stirred by the flow of magic power. The occasional flash of lightning became thicker with the strange syllables.  As if to demonstrate to the old man holding the book, they kept emitting low roaring sounds.  Looking at his expression, it seems that he has already known about the existence of that "book", and it is even a very important catalyst in this ceremony.  Now that Dean Francois has taken the initiative to bring it, it has already played into his hands - it seems that he has regarded the book as something in his pocket.  "Hmph! If you want to get it, just grab it from me, an old man!" Cruz Francois shouted to the magician opposite: "It's just that you get carried away when you master some power beyond your own level.  You are also arrogantly talking about creating a 'new order' - I don't think I will lose to someone like you who only sees power!" His body has already rushed towards the flashing electric light, and the book exudes incompetence!  The colorful book was held in front of him like a shield, erasing the magic power attacking his body in one go.  In the blink of an eye.  He broke through the blockade built by Seindemokra using magic power.  The figure of the old man was like a strong wind. Almost in an instant, the figure of Cruz Francois left multiple afterimages in mid-air.  Vision could barely capture his silhouette, and the raging storm lent its power to the "winds of the twelve directions" that controlled them.  "You old bone, just die quickly!" Seindemokra opened his hands and spread a large amount of lightning toOn the only way that Dean Francois must pass, he also allowed himself to glide in the space.  The continuous bursts of magic turned into ripples of barrage.  Waves of blue magic energy seeped into his body.  The two magicians continued to cast spells to entangle each other, and the intertwined magic power flowed out with dazzling brilliance.  It was almost impossible to stand on the ground.  If the roaring spell slightly touches an obstacle, a shock wave will erupt that is enough to wipe out the area.  Both parties have given up using barriers for defense, and instead use more powerful attacks to destroy the magic flow that is about to touch them.  In the blink of an eye, dozens or even hundreds of streams of magical energy flashed through the air, and at the same time waves of different colors set off around the sorcerer.  Huh ¡ª Just as the two sides almost maintained a balanced state, there was a sound of breaking the wind from the ground direction, and a few rolling silver iron spear rushed towards Democcra.  It was one of the weapons used by the remaining members of the Eye of True Sight, but now it was wrapped in pale magic and shot at the sorcerer.  It was Curt. After he brought Hermia and Carlota to the rear, he collected the iron spears scattered on the ground and used them as throwing weapons to smash at Seindemokla.  Before throwing it, he poured his pale magic into the metal, trying to make them harder than they originally were.  Obviously, these iron spears are not made of steel as they appear on the surface. From materials to manufacturing processes, these weapons have been specially strengthened.  After being infused with magic power, their surfaces seemed to have been burned by fire, reflecting a strange sheen.  "Tsk, you're just being clever!" The magician snorted, and shot out several streaks of red lightning with a wave of his hand, instantly breaking down the iron spear that was shot towards him into several pieces of fine shards.  But at this moment, the magic power injected into the iron spear suddenly exploded, and the metal fragments wrapped in the magic power scattered like fragments of a grenade.  It seems that Seindemokla did not expect these iron spears to be modified in this way. Seeing the hot fragments flying everywhere, his gliding body had to stop.  However, a few metal fragments scattered randomly hit his body, but no blood flowed out.  What flowed out from the wounds on his body was only sticky darkness, which seemed to be condensed dirty blood, and every drop exuded an almost suffocating stench.  Seindemokla seemed to have stopped because of the impact, but behind him there were several magic bullets shot by Dean Francois.  Poof¡ª¡ª The sorcerer's robe was torn open by the "blade" formed by condensation of air, and a cluster of mist-like darkness suddenly spurted out from the wound.  However, they did not dissipate in the air, but continued to circulate in the air, and finally even integrated into the cycle of the magic square.  "Damn you stupid guys!" Seindemokra roared, shouting at the people blocking him: "You guys are all bound by the stupid ancient order, you have no need to stay! New order  I don¡¯t need your presence in the world, so turn into a honeycomb in front of me now!¡± At this moment, his unchanging face seemed to show obvious wavering as he was hurt, anxious, and angry.  Probably because of the bad situation, the mask on his face also disintegrated, but not only the expression on his face, but also his body changed.  Facing the unsatisfactory reality, the expression on Seindemokla's face began to become ugly and distorted - this was probably the last time they would see something similar to a human being on his face.  Then, right in front of Curt and Francois, his face distorted.  Originally, as his body continued to receive the magic power flowing in the magic square, it began to become a little strange.  The torso that swelled in the purple-black current also became a deathly gray color, as if it were a dead person, and his eyes were shining with a strange light.  And now, he has become like a beast standing upright, losing his appearance as a human being. Although he still has some similar elements to "human beings" in a broad sense, just looking at his current appearance,  I'm afraid it would be more appropriate to call it a "monster".  Wrinkles appeared on the surface of the body entangled with the electric light. It twisted into a tentacle shape with a crunching sound, and there were several cracks on the palm of the hand.  However, what appeared at the wound was not blood, but some kind of eye-like lines - it seemed to be a corresponding development. His eyes were almost opened to the limit, and the edges were even covered with hair.  Black bloodshot eyes.  "Oops, is it still eroded?" Looking at Seindemokla's gradually changing appearance, Dean Francois also showed an anxious expression on his face.  Obviously, the sorcerer is just like many of the people he used as experimental subjects before.??Eroded by the "bloodline of chaos".  The power extracted from the Slot people's bodies is too powerful, and the resulting instability often causes the user's body to be unable to withstand the pressure and mutate.  And this time, the mutation phenomenon caused by the body's collapse finally appeared on the sorcerer who thought he could control it.  (To be continued)
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