Wizard From Afar

There was intense vibration, and the darkness that followed closely from behind was invisible.

I skipped the meditational Loren directly, and used the spiritual palace in Isaac's way to bring myself directly into the subconscious dreamland——follow closely from behind is the sense of weightlessness falling from a height, my own consciousness It's like falling into an invisible abyss, constantly falling, falling...

There is a huge roar in my ears, as if the entire world has collapsed. But the consciousness of his falling is impossible to move even a little bit with a finger, and the vision in his mind keeps flashing back to some pictures of himself, intermittently coming one after another.

How long did it last? Loren didn't know it at all. But when he was really "awake", he found that he was still sitting firmly on the chair in the library.

Feeling the sweat in the palm of the palm, the steady breathing, and the touch of the body, everything seems to be no different from normal.

But when Loren opened his eyes, the original library had become a mess—the bookcase fell to the ground, and there were tattered books and shredded parchment everywhere; the long table in front of him and The other chairs have fallen apart; the position of the windows has become a smashed wall...Only the chair under him is intact.

I was supposed to be in the Knight long sword in the room, but now I placed it next to the chair. Not only was it intact, it didn't even break a bit, as if it were brand new.

Loren almost subconsciously held the hilt of the sword, supported his body and slowly stood up, so that he could get acquainted with the surrounding environment as soon as possible-although it seems to be no different from the original world, but Certainly some places are already different.

The door of the library is closed tightly, Loren, who is holding the long sword in his hand, glances in the ruined room, some instinctively moved towards the door, cautiously little by little approaching .

Just as he walked to the door, the closed door suddenly opened by himself-the "wizard apprentice" in black robes suddenly opened the door, seeming to stagger in. It seems to be drunk.

If you don’t pay attention to the knife of the "apprentice" right hand and the face that looks like a living corpse.

After seeing Loren’s silhouette, the "apprentice" howled like crazy and jumped up. Loren, who had no hesitation at all, slid back and escaped. The opponent's surprise attack. The steel sword in his hand slanted to the right and pierced the "apprentice" in the throat without hesitation!

The sharp steel sword pierced the "apprentice"'s neck directly, and the living corpse-like body directly slumped down, apparently finally completely dead.

Just when he was about to pull out the sword, a wave of ice cold aura flowed into his body along the sword, causing the unprepared Loren to shiver, but it was very A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He has experienced this feeling many times. It seems to be able to penetrate into the heart, the liquid touch, and the unstoppable mental pressure...that is the power of the void.

Loren carrying the long sword left the library. As he walked out of the door, a huge rumbling sound came from behind, the collapsed walls and bookcases buried the entire library.

so that's how it is, are you not going to leave me any option to go back?

The stairs at the foot seem to be on the verge of collapse, and gravel and dust are constantly falling between the stone cracks in the ceiling. There seemed to be some power hinting Loren down the stairs.

The "apprentice" who had suddenly rushed up from under the stairs opened his mouth, and another guy who had always hung on the side of the stair rail also took the opportunity to climb up, intending to sneak attack from behind. Before he could stand firmly, Loren kicked him off the handrail, screaming and fell to the bottom of the North Tower.

Every minute, every second...On the stairs of the north tower trifling, there are countless "living corpse apprentices" waiting for him, without leaving Loren any breath. In his free time, he was fighting every moment, the whole stairs seemed to be filled with the smell of death, and the steps were full of dead corpses falling to the ground.

When Loren leaves the first floor, the empty room will immediately turn into irreversible ruins, forcing him to continue on to the next floor of the tower.

Turning around and avoiding the dagger that was stabbing on the face and then snatching it with his backhand, Loren cut open the "apprentice"'s throat with his hands and feet quickly, and then threw the long sword in his hand directly at the other guy who leaped over. After Loren was breathing for a while, his dark eyes finally saw the "short sword" in the opponent's hand, which was actually the saber of Old Knight, which was broken by himself.

So, the whole scene was fabricated from my own subconscious mind, according to past memories? Loren, who was thinking this way, looked towards the living corpse on the ground and looked towards the hideous and twisted face. Although it was already very difficult to distinguish, he could somewhat recognize it.

Because that is simply Loren's own "face"!

"...Extraordinarily interesting." The inexplicable excitement seemed to stimulate a certain nerve, and the smile on Loren's mouth grew thicker and he seemed to be more and more looking forward to waiting for him next , What is it?

As he killed more and more "living corpses", the power of the void lurking in the body slowly began to work. Obviously, he had been fighting for almost two quarters of an hour, but he didn't feel tired at all, his body was still full of power, and his muscles didn't feel sore.

But this seems to be normal. There is no concept of space and time in the void. Whatever you do is actually just a self-conscious activity, but this extraordinary touch is already true. The world is difficult to distinguish.

More and more gravel and dust fell from the cracks in the walls, and the swaying of the stairs below the feet became more and more obvious. As the rooms were turned into ruins one after another, the entire north tower seemed to be on the verge of collapse, will collapse anytime, anywhere.

Loren, who didn't feel the slightest nervousness, walked down the stairs leisurely. He knew that the void would not kill him so easily, even if the sky collapsed. Before he walked out of the gate, this tower They will not collapse.

With some expectation, Loren, who was standing at the bottom of the tower, opened the door. The last piece of dust supporting the north tower finally slipped from the cracks in the rocks, and the entire tower collapsed in an instant, collapsed in the rumbling sound, and turned into piles of rubble.

The outside of the tower is still dark at midnight, as if it is no different from the past. But when Loren lifts the head, Black's pupils suddenly shrank, and a strange smile came out from the corners of his mouth.

In the sky, the original silver full moon has now become a burning black sun!

"The Circle of Darkness?...I'm afraid it's not going to spread the fire." Loren muttered to himself somewhat half-jokingly.

The Wimpal Castle, immersed in darkness, was completely turned into a collapsed ruin. The original road outside the gate was disappeared, replaced by an invisible abyss.

Is this the scene in my subconscious mind? Standing on the edge of the gate, Loren looked at the ruined castle under the "Ring of Darkness" and wondered with a vaguely curious mood-if this is the case, what should I do to leave here?

Vague footsteps came from behind, those "selves" hiding in the dark, or the living corpses did not directly pounce, but cautiously approached, making Loren somewhat Accident.

The other party's doing this is really...very in line with his own style.

"Perhaps, it's good to indulge like this occasionally." Loren was still talking to himself, the long sword of the right hand shook a sword flower slightly, and stepped forward without any defense. , As if unaware of the silhouette that is getting closer and closer behind him.

Since I came to this world, every battle, every accident and situation, always carefully arrange and pay attention, so that I can deal with every situation more calmly. I have never experienced a relaxed situation like this.

"pu ——!"

A staggered foot, the black shadow leaping behind him pierced the left ribcage with a sword, and the corners of Loren's mouth raised slightly-I could clearly feel it The cold touch of the sharp blade in the body, but there was no pain at all.

He grabbed the living corpse behind him who wanted to escape, kicked it to the ground with a rough kick, and then cut off the opponent's head with a sword!

"Come on——!!!"