The lich whose phylactery was destroyed no longer has the power of immortality.

But in the face of death, the pure white child seemed very bland, so bland that he didn't even look like a lich undergoing a transformation ritual in order to survive.

"well done."

Unexpectedly, Lich Dom opened his mouth to praise, praising the enemy who killed him in front of him, praising the person who would definitely cause damage to Dom's power as the emperor.

The holy flame of judgment ignited, constantly destroying the structure of Lich Dom, collapsing from the bottom up, and Lich Dom's body continued to have sparks jumping out of the holy flame, gradually heading towards destruction.

Ignoring Lich Dom's praise, Mo Cheng asked, "Is there anything you need to do?"

Ignoring the surprise on Lich Dom's unchanged face, Mo Cheng continued speaking, "The bone spear in your hand is not pretty. Breaking your magic shield has taken up all my strength. If you want

I can't dodge the counterattack. The bone spear that had been condensed to the final stage just now dispersed it. Are you asking for death?!"

"Haha, keen observation." Lich Dom did not confirm or deny. Instead, he chatted with the enemy like an unimportant person, "It's just not necessary. Even if he can still deliver the final blow of the bone spear,

You just can’t avoid it.”

He nodded silently. If Lich Dom had sent out the bone spear in a last-ditch effort, Mo Cheng would have been unable to dodge. But he had kept one hand in reserve. The holy light that erupted at the last moment was enough to offset the fatal bone spear.

The holy flames on Lich Dom's body have burned to his chest. When the holy flames burn to his brain, Lich Dom will completely disappear without any trace.

"The fate line on your body is a bit weird. Well, with that guy's eyes, he shouldn't be able to see you."

As if thinking of something, Lich Dom said, "Help me kill Mad King Dom."

Dom?

The Lich Dom in front of him claimed to be the king of this country, so why did he ask Mo Cheng to help him kill [Mad King Dom]?

Doubts, countless doubts piled up under the name [Dom], but Mo Cheng didn't care at all, "Okay, what is the reward?"

"I will give you the knowledge in the spell book and the helmet I have worn."

"You're going to die, so we'll make the payment first and then we'll make the deal."

"make a deal!"

Two white balls of light rose from Lich Dom's hands and handed them to Mo Cheng's hands, "Don't you want to ask why?"

Maybe it was the approaching death that made Lich Dom have the idea of ​​​​confidence, or maybe he planned to use words before death to make Mo Cheng more determined to kill [Mad King Dom].

But these don't matter, at least to Mo Cheng, who has always been indifferent, "The conditions for me to accept the mission are very simple. Tell me where to go, kill a few, and skip the rest."

"I am his split past, the original past, representing Dom with the best vision."

Lich Dom ignored Mo Cheng's words, maybe he just hoped that in the last time, people could remember [Dom], the original and purest [Dom].

"The guy now is completely crazy, or he may be completely [alive], but these are not that important to me. The reason why I want to kill him is quite simple. People will always live like what they hated most when they were young.

, and they always respond with the greatest malice to their purest selves when they were young.”

"He twisted the original me into a lich, made my crown covered in dust, and turned my people into monsters wailing for flesh and blood."

For the first time, he saw obvious anger on his plain face. It was the anger towards himself, the [Mad King] who had abandoned his original and purest past.

"He divided me and twisted me. And I also left a weakness in him, a fatal weakness."

The person who knows you best is not your friend, but your enemy. The person who knows you better than your enemy must be yourself who regards you as your enemy.

"Kill him and let [Mad King Dom] know the price of abandoning his original and purest past!"

Seeing Mo Cheng nod, Lich Dom, with only one head left, looked around, looking at the corpses on the ground, with obvious sadness on his face: "Sure enough, I am not a perfect king..."

With regret, or perhaps with an answer, Lich Dom was completely swallowed up by the holy flames, turning into sparks all over the sky and dying.

After watching Lich Dom die in front of his eyes, Mo Cheng could no longer hold on, and his whole body went limp and he fell backwards.

Using his last strength to lift the tombstone, Mo Cheng lay on the ground with his whole body like a [big] character, "[Time and Space Lock] five consecutive attacks, the price is really not low."

[Time Lock] If you want to trigger five consecutive attacks, the probability of such a thing exists at an extremely low number, but Mo Cheng triggered [Time Lock] five consecutive attacks, causing him to break Lich Dom

of magic shield.

Before he swung the stick, he felt it the moment his strength and fighting spirit reached their peak.

He felt that he was in a long river and swimming down the river with a heavy weight. There was a light point or something else calling him somewhere in the distance. When Mo Cheng tried to carry a heavy weight and swim in the direction calling him,

In the past, at that time, there was a feeling in my heart that "five consecutive attacks will definitely be triggered".

But the power of time and space is elusive, and Mo Cheng knows that if he uses the power of time and space so unscrupulously, he must pay a price.

Now is the time to pay the price.

His whole body was in constant convulsions, and Mo Cheng's sense of time was destroyed at some point. He could only lie there, and he didn't know how long it took, a moment? Or a hundred years?

He watched helplessly as his body aged and rotted, and his internal organs were burrowed and multiplied by maggots. Then there was no sound, no light, no touch, and all senses disappeared.

What does death feel like?

Maybe it's just like this, feeling nothing, everything is nothing.

Mo Cheng didn't know if he was dead. He had lost all his feelings, but his thoughts were still there. This undoubtedly became the most cruel torture.

I don't know how long it took, but Mo Cheng felt again that he was being shaken by someone. At the same time, his hearing also came online normally, and he heard someone calling his name.

"...open your eyes, Mo Cheng, I am Windissa..."

The voice was unreal, and as the feeling kept returning, Mo Cheng finally saw clearly who was shaking him vigorously in front of him.

"Let... let go, Windissa, you are going to shake my bones to pieces."

Mo Cheng stood up quickly, his body intact, and the feeling just now was like an illusion.

A hellish hallucination.

Windissa had obviously gone through a big battle, her left hand was twisted to a position that a normal person could not do, and her feet were limping, but she had a hearty smile on her face.

"Are you okay? Where are the guards?"

"Kill them all, how are you doing over there?"

He raised his hand to summon the holy light and tried to stop the bleeding from Windissa's wounds. As for the wounds on his arms and feet, he had to wait until he returned to break the bones back.

Hearing Mo Cheng's question, Windisha smiled even more happily, and took out the head tied to the belt with her right hand, "Bennet made a gladiatorial shackles and planned to fight with me, but I chopped him to death. Look, the trophy."
Chapter completed!