"What's going on? I thought I would endure the sweet and critical blow of a couple's reunion, but I didn't expect to see a scene of killing my wife!"

Evanson walked in slowly and looked very surprised after scanning the scene, but there was a sense of pleasure in his tone of speaking. And he also believed that there must be more than one person who felt this way, especially on this special day, when a couple was slaughtering each other, it would definitely make many people feel very pleased!

"This...what exactly happened?" Casillas was holding Milia's cold body. In order to meet his beloved wife, he betrayed the whole world. But unexpectedly, when he met again, it was another farewell to life and death, and he killed her himself!

Why did this happen? Casillas is now sitting on the ground, and his heart is already in chaos. I am afraid that even if someone wants to kill him with one knife, he will not resist at all.

"Is this the test you arranged? Is this the right one?" Casillas raised his head blankly. He now suddenly understood why the New York Temple did not fight against him at all, why Claya and Evanson ignored him at all, and even helped him to the core of the temple.

What they wanted to kill Milia with their own hands!

"That's right." Evanson admitted generously with an evil smile. "I arranged all of this, but I also spent a lot of effort to dig corpses into the frozen soil layer above 6,000 meters above sea level. You don't know how difficult it is. Now my arms are still a little sore."

"You...why...Milia has been dead for a long time." Casillas was in a state of confusion. "How can you do this?"

"Why can't?" Evanson sneered and said, "Death is just a state for me. Your wife's soul is not bound by any powerful force, and there is no need to consider side effects, so it is not difficult for me to resurrect her."

"Then why did she fight me?" Casillas trembled with his fingers and stroked Milia's face. "Don't she agree with what I do now?"

"How could I know? I haven't asked her what she thought." Evanson shrugged. "In fact, I have never given her free will. Since her resurrection, his words and actions have been under my control."

Although Evanson cannot enslave countless undead army like the Lich King, he can only control a undead puppet who has just been resurrected and not too powerful.

"So that's it. You resurrected her and you manipulated her to let me kill her with my own hands." Casillas's eyes were empty, like a walking corpse, but he then became furious and asked Evanson loudly, "Why do you do this?!"

"You really dare to ask me?" Evanson said with his eyes staring. "You hurt Claya and almost killed her and made me lose my love. It was a very painful feeling. Of course, I want to let you feel it."

"It's still like this..." Casillas was wondering at first. It was his first time meeting Evanson today. Why did he target him so viciously? It turned out that he almost killed the female mage. But if he could do it again... Casillas looked at his wife in his arms. I must kill that woman at all costs at that time, so that you can feel what a heart-wrenching pain is!

But it's too late to say this now. "I understand that there is hatred between you and me, you hate me. But this is just a matter between us, why do you want to pull Milia in!"

He felt extremely painful when he killed Milia. What would it feel like if he was killed by him? He finally crawled out of the abyss of death, but he was involuntarily hostile to him. He had to face his sword and then died in his own hands. What kind of regret and unwillingness did this short resurrection experience make him feel?

"So what if I want to pull her in?" Evanson said arrogantly. "We are not enemies with different positions and interests, but enemies with personal grudges! For those like you who touch my bottom line, I will naturally do everything I can to take revenge."

"Are you a devil?" Casillas stared at the man in front of him. This was a terrible person.

"Don't get me wrong." Evanson shook his head. "I'm a warlock, and in some ways, I'm a demon!"

"Since that's the case, I... have a suggestion." Casillas closed his eyes as if he had accepted his fate, put Milia's body aside, stood up and faced Evanson. "You hate me, then I will leave myself to you and let you deal with it. I will never resist, but the premise is that you resurrect Milia once and let her live well."

"Are you serious about saying this?" Evanson looked at Casillas in surprise.

"Absolutely serious." Casillas nodded. "I don't know what your strength is. Even if you are stronger than me, with my strength today, I can still do it."

"I will not fight you, I will only escape again and again in front of you, and there is no one in this world that I am nostalgic for. Therefore, you will lose the opportunity to punish me forever, and can only suppress your hatred for me in your heart and be slowly burned by the fire of hatred."

"Oh..." Evanson nodded as if he suddenly realized, "It seems that your physical strength is indeed quite tempting..." As he said that, he raised his hand and pointed at Milia's body, "But I refuse!"

As Evanson finished speaking, a raging flame suddenly burned on Milia's body, and instantly turned into a pile of ashes.

"You bastard!" At this time, Casillas could no longer hold it back and swung his swords to attack Evanson. The attack was very crazy, without any protection. I guess he had already wanted to die.

"Ha!" Evanson stood there motionlessly. The void defense suddenly activated and immediately blocked Casillas's swords. Then a shadow exploded between them, repelling Casillas back.

Although Evanson had controlled his strength, this time the Wrath of Shadow would not cause too much damage to Casillas, it should also make him feel uncomfortable. I am Casillas, now I ignore this completely, wipe the blood from the corner of my mouth and continue to attack.

At this time, Evanson threw something from his waist. Casillas instinctively thought it was a hidden weapon, but he didn't even look at it and cut it aside.

"Congratulations..." Evanson smiled happily, "You just cut off your wife's soul."

Casillas was stunned and turned around and saw that the thing he had just cut aside turned out to be a purple crystal, but now it has been broken into pieces.

"Soul Crystal..." Evanson introduced with a smile, "We warlocks are masters of soul playing. The most common method we use is to condense a living soul into a soul crystal."

"It's really a coincidence... the moment I threw it out was your wife's."

"This is really bad. The body turned into ashes and the soul was cut into pieces. This state can almost be regarded as losing all the opportunities for resurrection. Anyway, I can't resurrect him. Unless there is only one great existence, and he will be united with his soul."

"Great existence?" Casillas, who was about to lose his mind because of his anger, had a lit mind when he heard this sentence, "Can DOMAM?"

"Ah..." Evanson seemed to regret that he had said the wrong thing very much, and he covered his mouth with both hands, and finally said nervously, "No, Domaum can never do it!"

"Why..." Casillas explained "Your answer is the best answer!"

"Then I have to stop you." Evanson held up the flames with both hands, looking like he was going to fight.

"I said, you can't catch me!" Casillas's heart rekindled hope. This time she would never allow herself to fail again. He raised his hands and closed the space around him instantly. Two thick walls that were not connected suddenly merged together, blocking Evanson and him.

Running so fast, Evanson extinguished the flames in his palm, and hung his arms down indifferently, without any intention of chasing them. This is good, and it saves me from having to let go of water in the battle for a while, thinking about how to sell a flaw and let you escape naturally.

"You let him leave like this." At this moment, Gilderace suddenly came to Evanson's back. "You really deserve to ask him to find Domaum to resurrect his wife?"

"Hmph..." Evanson snorted coldly, "Of course not."

"So that's it." Gilderes suddenly twitched his shoulders and laughed. "The real pain is not the static state, but the changing dynamic, the process of despair that is so hopeful that he is then desperate and desperate to repeat the changes."

"The arrangement you made just now has made him completely desperate, even just seeking self-destruction. But you gave him hope in that despair. Then..." Gilderes's big eyes turned and looked at Evanson who was sneering. "Next, what you have to do is to destroy the glimmer of hope at home when he is about to succeed!"

"That's the reason." Evanson nodded. "It's really a hero who sees the same thing as he sees. He deserves to be Marshal Mo."

"Oh, by the way." Evanson turned around and bowed slightly to Gilderse. "This time you came here to help me with such a big help, thank you very much."

"It doesn't matter." Gilderes also crossed his hands and bowed with a very humble look. "I just hope that you can spare no effort to fulfill the agreement between us."

"I promise," Evanson said solemnly. "It's over here, so it's not convenient to stay here. It's better to leave earlier."

"I know." Gilderace looked at the magic book in his hand and handed it to Evanson with both hands. "The teaching book of Luoyan City, now it will return to the original owner."

This time, Gilderes suddenly appeared to help Casillas, although not out of disgust and hatred for Kama Taj as he said. In fact, he had hardly dealt with Kama Taj, nor had any conflicts.

So he would come here entirely because of Evanson's request. The purpose was to let him take the lead before Casillas and sing a double act with Claya so that the mage of the New York Temple would retreat without too much casualties.

In order to enhance its deterrence, Evanson also sent him the Luoyan City Teaching Book.

"Marty Marshal is so noble." Evanson was still a little surprised when he looked at the Luoyan City teaching book that had been handed to him. He didn't expect Gilderes to return the book so easily.

"I just followed the agreement." Gilderace shook his head with a smile.

"Then should I praise you for your promise?" At this time, a voice suddenly came from behind Evanson.

Evanson turned his head and looked at it as the supreme wizard Gu Yi. She looked angry now and seemed very unhappy. "You really did a great thing behind my back!"

She walked over quickly and took back the Luoyan City teaching book. "It's been a long time no see, Gilderes."

"So you've known each other for a long time." Evanson scratched his head.

The Luoyan City Teaching was a book that was indescribable, so of course Gu Yi could not let it go outside. But at that time this book was in the hands of Gilderes.

With Gu Yi's strength, he could naturally do it, but this book is the key to all problems. So to be cautious, they made a deal. Gu Yi gave up on this book, did not violate the rivers with Kamataj, and no longer did things that were harmful to the world, so Gu Yi let him go.

Gilderes also felt that the Luoyan City Teaching Book had no use for his wishes, so he sold a favor.

"Your Excellency Master, you haven't seen him for many years, and your body is still as healthy as before, which really makes me happy." Gilderes seemed to have special respect for Gu Yi. "But... have you remembered some past events?"

"If your head still wants to be on your neck, don't mention this topic again." Gu Yi browed when he heard this sentence, and he turned the picture to the side irritably. "And what you did this time seemed to have violated our original agreement."

"Is that?" Gilderace said in a surprising tone, "I'm just here to assist Kama Taj. I think you should understand that if I weren't in the middle of the process, but letting that so-called fanatic take action on the way here, of course, the ending wouldn't be like this."

"What you said makes sense." Gu Yi waved his hand and said, "So get out!"

"Then I'm going to say goodbye." Gilderes bowed deeply, and then his figure slowly disappeared.

"How do you get involved with this guy?" Gu Yi looked at Evanson deeply.

"It's a very accidental opportunity." Evanson tilted his head. "But... I think the relationship between you and him is very strange. His attitude towards you is obviously so respectful, but he seems to hate him very much, and it is a personal disgust."

"Because he has a brain disease!" Gu Yi cursed, "When we first met, he called me a Saint Girl! He firmly believed that I was the reincarnation of Joan of Arc. It seems that he has not given up on this idea to this day. His reason is that if I were a few years younger, I would look exactly the same as Joan of Arc! Ah, I really feel sorry for him when I look old!"
Chapter completed!