"You can do it as long as you are okay. Everyone in YuWang has this kind of strength enhancement."

Luo Pei threw a ball of flames and burned the handwritten notes to prevent Sakura from being tempted to read it again in the future.

"Next time you want to learn magic, just ask your brother directly. Never get involved with that green-haired big sister again, it's very dangerous."

"Um!"

No accident happened, Rope stretched his waist after the lecture, and walked to another house next to him-it was time to prepare Alice Phil's soul to peel off.

As everyone knows, after Luo Pei left, Sakura sneakily took out a drawing paper from under the bed, which crookedly recorded the Chinese copied by Luo Pei.

Not bad!

Sakura actually moved that copy of Luo Pei's handwriting completely.

"...I have to study Chinese well in the future. If I can use the same magic as Brother Luopei, then my brother will definitely treat me as a real family member."

She muttered in a low voice, her eyes full of determination.

"Absolutely, I won't let my brother abandon me!"

——

Coming to the next room, Alice Phil has fainted again in order to save unnecessary consumption. Saber is like a knight guarding the queen, sitting straight next to her, without the slightest lazy expression.

Mistakes, she was originally the Knight King.

"Are you ready?" Rope came to him and looked at the lying silver-haired lady.

"The process should be very painful, Saber, you will help me hold Alice Phil's body, I don't want to fall short because of this situation."

"Alice Phil is ready."

Saber gently swept away the hair on the sleeping beauty's forehead, and said seriously.

"She wants to live, and she wants to live a happy life with her daughter, Ilya, so I ask Rope to ask you not to fail."

"Success is the accumulation of perfect preparation." Rope smiled confidently. "And what I am best at is to pull all the advantages to myself, of course there is no reason to fail."

"Um."

Saber nodded, then said.

"Do you need me to liberate Avalon, will it help a little bit?"

"No, once the enchantment is unfolded in her body, it will get in the way."

Rope opened her quilt. Alice Phil wore the red jacket and white skirt she brought out from Einzbern Castle, while the boots and warm pants on her legs were removed by Saber because she got in the way. Lu appeared exquisite. Yuzu.

"It's really like a waiting doll, if you can carelessly..."

"Rope!"

"...It's just a simple compliment."

Converging his mind, Ropey's left sleeve was completely rolled up.

On his sturdy arm, Laley's magic lines seemed to be disturbed, and it slowly flowed to his heart, returning his smooth skin again.

"——!"

——It was the scene of the banquet of the gods and the frantic chatter of the impure gods.

The unintelligible spell passed to Saber's ear.

Then in her sight, ‘gray’ began to spread.

Under the mysterious sound of the incantation, starting from Rope's fingertips, it slowly rose to the wrist, and was replaced by gray keratinous skin. The part covered by it became a dry, frightening hand of the undead, with black air constantly rising, just like the left hand of the **** of death.

Rope felt the power of the undead hand and made sure that he had not made a mistake in the spell.

Who knows, with just such a pinch, the piercing pain passed through his nerves to the brain, making him almost unable to stand firm.

"It's so painful... The way the magic power of "The Book of the Necronomicon" works is not compatible with the improved body of the "Laley Text"..."

Gasping hissing, Rope didn't waste any time, and directly covered Alice Phil's Opie—I mean, on his chest.

It sank slowly, just like the surface of a lake.

found it! The soul of Alice Phil...

Rope raised her eyebrows, and the other unmuted hand was placed on Alice Phil's forehead, and the magic from her own began to invade her brain.

-Memory, character, completely stripped away.

In the meantime, he carefully avoided the Holy Grail core made by the Einzbern family.

confirm! Peel off!

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

The severe pain awakened the sleeping Alice Phil and let out a tragic cry. Her hands and feet were also driven by the body's protective instinct, struggling.

Chapter 88: Stripping Success and Saber’s Identification

At this time, Saber fulfilled her mission very conscientiously, gently pressing Alice Phil with both hands, fixing her on the chuang firmly, unable to move.

The pain of stripping the soul is unimaginable. It may be more unbearable than cutting the flesh with a blunt knife. In order to avoid destroying Alice Phil's soul, Rope must do something.

For example-enslavement spells.

Using the concepts of ‘slave’ and ‘master’ in the Middle Ages, human beings are transformed into the possession of the speller, abandoning personal feelings and all thoughts, and creating spells based on the premise of tools.

Now Alice Phil's everything is completely under her control, as long as she casts this technique, she can restrain her pain to the lowest point by external force.

In addition, the old ruler who invented this technique was the'God of Toad' and the Sleeper of Ikahn' Satogua. The lazy big frog refused to move and was always in a kind of'sacred laziness'. Will drive its servants and dependents to bring him food.

This is also the knowledge recorded in the "Book of the Dead".

He held Alice Phil's soul in his hand and leaned forward, whispering in her ear.

"Fear me, surrender me, let go of your heart, don't resist me... Listen, deep in Ikahn, Toad is singing a long and ancient ballad. The lazy **** waved its long whip. , It said: "Respect me if you don't want to suffer, and respect me more than your father and your mother'..."

With Rope's evil spell, Alice Phil gradually calmed down, but compared to the original appearance, she was now more like a vegetable than a sleeper.

"Saber, you can let her go." Rope let out a long sigh of relief, and the sweat dripped on his cheeks and it was too late to wipe it off.

The body's resistance was minimized, and his left hand lightly, a luminous emerald was drawn from Alice Phil's chest. Among them is not the crystal clear brilliance, but something like a tumbling mist-the human soul.