Sickly lady in wheelchair, but God

She couldn't help but remain silent.

Is Ingrid really dead?

"Where is the teacher's body?"

Yakir returned to his chair and propped his cheek with one hand: "I don't know. I tried to look for it, but I found nothing in the end."

"I understand."

Isis nodded.

It doesn’t matter. Now she no longer needs her teacher’s body. When she becomes the king of the dead world, she will be able to resurrect her teacher out of thin air. Then she will make her teacher an immortal undead life like her, so that they can be together for a long time.

When she thought of the scene of her teacher wearing a wedding dress and marrying her, she couldn't help but smile happily.

hiss--

What a delightful imagination!

"Isis."

A call interrupted Isis's fantasy. She looked at Yakir with some displeasure: "What's wrong?"

Yakir stared at Isis with his eyes sparkling: "You haven't done anything bad to the Kingdom of Vistapa, have you?"

Isis curled her lips and said, "This has nothing to do with you. You're already in this state, so just enjoy your old age. Don't break your back by accident and never be able to stand up again."

Yakir accepted the proposal humbly: "This is a good suggestion. It is indeed time for me to take good care of my old age."

Ah.

Isis turned and prepared to leave.

Just as she took a step forward, she heard another call from behind.

"Are you still human?"

Isis paused. “Is this important?”

Yakir shook his head: "Maybe it doesn't matter."

"Then it's over."

Isis passed right through the wall and disappeared from Yakir's sight.

The great library returned to calm, with only the orange-yellow lights on the wall still swaying. Yakir stared blankly at the light spots on the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

Time passed slowly, and about a minute later, a black shadow the size of an adult suddenly appeared from behind Yakir. The black shadow came quickly and fiercely, and went straight to Yakir's neck.

Seeing that the black shadow was about to wrap around Yakir's neck, in the blink of an eye, the entire library began to shake violently.

The wooden tablets, bamboo slips, parchment scrolls, stone slabs, and copper plates on the bookshelf fell down one after another. The next second, these writing tools seemed to come alive, leaped up, and rushed towards the black shadow behind Yakir in unison.

Whoosh whoosh—

The noisy sounds gathered together, as if countless rockets were launched at the same time.

"!"

If I get hit by this magical object again and again, I'll get hurt, right?

Although he could clearly reach Yakir's neck with his hand, the black shadow quickly dodged.

The objects that were shot over immediately turned around after missing the target, but they did not chase the black shadow. Instead, they quickly rotated around Yakir.

At this moment, the chair that Yakir was sitting on also slowly flew into the air. The book, the chair and the person were organically combined, like a high-speed rotating celestial sphere, filled with indescribable power and superiority.

The black shadow revealed its true appearance, and it was Isis who had just left.

"Tell me where Ingrid went. She couldn't have died of illness!"

Yakir was too lazy to answer directly: "I was just wondering if you would come back. I hoped you wouldn't come back, but you came back anyway."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Isis was angry. "Since you won't say anything, I'll force you to say it. Don't blame me for bullying you!"

As the ruler of the undead, she possesses more abilities than just the ability to pass through walls at will. Various summons from the dead world and strange undead magic are her real trump cards.

Yakir showed no fear: "Isis, under normal circumstances I am far inferior to you, but in this great library, you can never be my opponent!"

"I hope you're not bragging!"

Isis sneered.

She stretched out her hands, and when her five fingers opened, two doors that were shrunk countless times suddenly appeared in her palms. The doors opened, and a dark wind blew out, followed by countless ghosts howling in the wind.

People with poor concentration will immediately faint and fall to the ground when they hear the howling. Even people with strong wills will experience symptoms such as dizziness, numbness in the hands and feet.

But Yakir remained calm.

He has absolute confidence that this large library is the result of Greenville College's 70 years of research. Now it is not just him who is fighting with Isis, but all the knowledge seekers of Greenville College over the years!

"This is what the teacher wants to see!"

The light of the soul!

Yakir stretched out his left hand, and in an instant, the light from the orange lights on the wall gathered together to form a high wall blocking the rotating celestial sphere. All the shrill ghost screams that were filtered through the high wall turned into harmless wind sounds.

The Escape Book!

Yakir stretched out his right hand, and the rotating celestial sphere immediately separated into countless "books". These "books" turned into a huge fist and smashed towards Isis one after another.

Knowledge prison!

As Isis continued to summon skeleton monsters to resist the attack of the "book", an even more magical scene occurred. The entire library was divided into many different modules, and various deformations, rotations, and flippings occurred around Yakir in the center. The structural changes made it completely confusing for the people inside for a short period of time.

Tong Yao, who had been watching the battle between Yakir and Isis from a God's perspective, saw it very clearly.

In fact, every part of the Great Library and every item in the Great Library can be called a mechanism. These mechanisms are driven by magic power and can be used for attack or defense when combined together. They can be called man-made artifacts.

Although Isis has transformed into the Overlord of the Undead, she has been promoted for a short time, and her fighting style against the Overlord of the Undead is still based on her past experience.

This put her at a disadvantage in the early stages of the battle. As time went on, not only did she fail to adapt to Yakir's fighting style, but she began to become anxious.

This cannot go on. She is now in Yakir's home turf. If Yakir attracts more people from the Kingdom of Vistapa, she might be left here today.

Isis thought about running away, and at the same time Yakir also thought about keeping her in the Great Library forever.

Yakir didn't want to kill Isis, he just wanted to imprison Isis. He could no longer tolerate it. What Isis did was blaspheming Teacher Greenville and ruining her reputation.

The two of them became entangled like this.

Countless "books" gathered together, like a soaring python, chasing Isis from behind, trying to tie her up tightly.

The Changing Library itself also kept sending out various parts to block Isis, trying to slow down Isis's pace.

This chase scene lasted for several minutes on Tong Yao's mobile phone screen. Although she only saw two pixelated figures, the smoothness of the picture was much better than all the animations she had seen before.

In the end, relying on her ability to pass through walls at will, Isis successfully escaped Yakir's pursuit.

"pity."

Looking at the huge library that had become a mess, Yakir sighed helplessly.

There is only this one chance to capture Isis. If you miss it, there may never be another chance.

The big library is indeed powerful, but he can't carry it around with him.

After thinking it over, Yakir called his assistant and asked him to inform the parliament that an undead sorcerer had come to Greenwell College.

He did not reveal Isis's name, but asked the congressmen to act quickly and arrest whoever they could. If they could not catch anyone, they should try their best to protect the lives of all important people to prevent the necromancer from taking the opportunity to cause trouble.

"Isis, you'd better have nothing to do with those undead sorcerers who are colluding with the devil outside, otherwise..."

Yakir shook his head.

If Isis has really fallen to the point of wanting to destroy humanity, then in order to protect Teacher Greenville's reputation, he must completely eradicate Isis even at the cost of his own life!

As time went by, the struggle between humans and undead warlocks became more and more fierce, and even the surrounding orcs were drawn in.

Finally one day, Isis sensed that the aura of the malicious existence in the dead world surpassed that of another existence.

Seeing that the time was ripe, she jumped out again and spread the method of finding the specific location of the malicious existence in the undead world.

"It's time to close the net. As long as the coalition of humans and orcs can get rid of that monster, I will have the opportunity to become the new king of the dead world!"

Isis was delighted.

But she never expected that the original witch Aurora, who had been hiding in the dark, secretly intercepted the news she was spreading.

How could Aurora, who wanted to restart the world, let her design to kill the ghost of the Sun King Atlas?

"If Atlas, you can help me realize my wish, then I will hate you less." Aurora thought.

But Aurora did not expect that at the moment she intercepted the message, Murphis traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers and stepped onto the land of the Kingdom of Vistapa.

hum!

Thousands of miles away, the Alsophila spinulosa who was meditating heard the sound of the sword.

75 God descends to earth, Alsophila spinulosa's fateful reincarnation [5500]

buzzing~

The strange sound woke up the meditating Alsophila spinulosa.

She quickly opened her eyes, her brows slightly raised, and her eyes unconsciously became serious.

"What's wrong, Master?"

The disciple sitting next to him asked doubtfully.

Alsophila did not answer immediately. She lowered her eyes and stared at the sword of Morphis placed on her crossed legs.

The sword of Murphys didn't actually move, but she could clearly hear the sound of the sword.

Was it an illusion, or was this sword really as spiritual as she imagined?

Alsophila raised her head and asked the disciple next to her if she heard any sound. After getting the answer "no", she raised her hand and rubbed her eyebrows.

Nearly one hundred and forty years have passed since she obtained this sword. In the past years, she has never encountered such a thing. There must be something strange here. Either there is something wrong with her, or there is something wrong with the outside world.

[Help me get ready, I'm going to see Xiludi. ]

Alsophila dared not delay.

To outsiders, the Sword of Maphis is a holy sword, but she is the only one who knows very well that this sword is actually a demon sword. It is born with disasters and will inevitably bring disasters once it is drawn, so she has to be cautious.

Ten minutes later, Alsophila found Xiludi. She did not express her concerns directly, but asked Xiludi to help her pay attention to the major events that happened outside recently.

Xiludi readily agreed and said that she would send someone to collect information immediately.

Alsophila returned to her residence to wait for news. She thought she would have to wait for a long time, but she did not expect that only ten days later, Xiludi found her with an anxious look on her face.

"Master, something big has happened!"

【What's up? 】

Xiludi took out a wooden board covered with words and let Alsophila read it for himself.

Alsophila took the wooden board and glanced at it quickly. There were two things recorded on it.

The first incident occurred near Kundelburg, northeast of the Kingdom of Vistapa.

Three days ago, after a long pursuit, the coalition forces of humans and orcs finally found the hiding place of the undead warlocks who were in collusion with the demons of the dead world.

After making sufficient preparations, the coalition forces surrounded the mountain area and immediately launched a carpet search, vowing to destroy all these undead warlocks and the blood sacrifice altars they built.

Although three days have passed, no one knows the results of the search so far.

The battle situation seems a bit tense.

Alsophila spinulosa shook his head.

【It shouldn’t be this. 】

The cat-and-mouse game between the coalition forces and the necromancers has been going on for more than two months, and the sound of the sword of Morphis has nothing to do with this.

The second incident occurred in the Lenya region, west of the Kingdom of Vistapa, adjacent to the barbarian tribes.

Four days ago, people in the Lenya area got up, had breakfast, and went to work as usual. Everyone thought that this would be a day like any other day in the past.

However, when it was noon, a conspicuous black shadow suddenly appeared among the mountains hidden behind the blue sky in the west.

At first everyone was just curious, but when they saw the true face of the black shadow, it was too late.

The black shadow was clearly a giant beast that was tens of meters tall with flames burning on its back. The beast looked a little stupid, but its running speed was no less than that of a dragon that could fly freely in the sky.