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Chapter 113 And at this time

Meanwhile, the others also noticed the change in the magic circle on the top of the church.

Those who used dark magic all targeted Borist, and all sorts of chaotic dark magic spells were fired at him—they were trying to kill Borist and stop him from completing the magic circle at the top.

But soon, all sorts of magical attacks flew in from all directions, shattering those magical attacks that wanted to kill Borist in mid-air.

Moreover, Borist had Hu Xiaohai, who was inside Haikar's body, protecting him.

Hu Xiaohai grinned broadly as he flicked his magic wand, creating afterimages as he cast protective shields on himself and Borist, and repelled the magical attacks from the others. He was finally no longer that weakling who coughed every two steps; this body was finally not so useless anymore!

The extent of the damage to the seal, as broadcast by System 4352 in his brain, delighted Hu Xiaohai even more.

Soon, the seal on Hu Xiaohai's body was about to be destroyed to 100%. Before Hu Xiaohai could even celebrate, he saw a magical attack flying towards him.

Hu Xiaohai immediately used his wand to disperse it, and then saw Heledi's cold face.

With magic power readily available, Hu Xiaohai was no longer afraid of Heledi. He rolled his eyes, gave Heledi the middle finger with his free hand, and then pretended that he had misjudged his magic attack, sending it hurtling towards Heledi.

Helene dodged it, but then got entangled with someone else.

Borest held his wand in one hand, waiting for the magic circle to complete, while enduring the excruciating pain in his free left hand. He gathered all his magic power in his palm, ready to unleash a small spell whenever he had the chance, to give his opponent a hard time.

Someone discovered that Borest was completely unapproachable using magic, so they simply picked up a table and threw it at Borest.

Just as Borist was about to gather a tiny ball of light in his palm, he saw a Mediterranean man leap into his path and block the table in front of him, shattering it.

"Oh my god, that was so close! Are you alright, kid?" The man with the bald head was none other than Teacher William.

“I’m fine, Professor William. Are you alright? How is Mrs. William?” Borest asked.

“I’m fine, child. Your teacher’s wife is looking after the other children. That magic circle that was drawn up there in the last half hour? It’s incredibly useful!” Teacher William said, knocking a stone away with his magic wand.

“I’m just glad I could help,” Borest said.

"What else can this magic circle be used for?" William asked. "I feel my magical affinity has increased quite a bit."

“It can also break some seals,” Borest replied. “It turns out that one of the seven magic circles was a sealing magic circle, and reversing it would break the seal.”

No sooner had Borest finished speaking than a strange cry was heard from "Heikal" not far away. Then, a huge golden bird spewed flames from the tip of "Heikal's" wand, indiscriminately spitting fire in all directions. The crows were so frightened that they all flew out of the church, and several of them had their tail feathers burned.

Borest: "..."

Borest decided in his heart that he would cook a good meal to treat them when he got back that night.

"My God! Borist, did you create this magic circle?" came the voice of her cousin Annie Bella, who was directing the Snow Spirit Rabbit to treat the injured people in the church.

Borest did not answer.

Annebella wisely kept quiet, unleashing a magical attack and joining Teacher William in providing protection for Borest.

After that, Teacher William went to duel with a dark sorcerer of equal strength, leaving only Annebella there to help Borist and "Heikal".

As Annebella helped Borest fend off attacks from all sides, she watched him intently—trying to build a closer relationship with him during the attack.

However, Annebella did not notice Elena's approach.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, Elena teleported short distance behind Borist and took out her wand, intending to cast a spell on Borist.

Anne Bella immediately moved behind Borist, intending to take the curse.

Unexpectedly, Borest grabbed Annebella and threw her to safety.

Then, a magical power, as strong as the spell that had tried to kill him, emanated from Borist's palm.

The two magical forces met in mid-air, creating a powerful energy fluctuation before dissipating.

“Unleash your magic with your palms, and you'll be stronger than that blond kid.” Elena’s eyes blazed with madness, her gaze filled with a burning desire for battle.

Borist remained silent, his face cold, only clenching his fist to ease the stiffness in his hands.

Elena launched a 360° attack on Borist, while Borist stood there like a pillar, unleashing a magical defense with his palms that was equivalent to Elena's magic power.

Hu Xiaohai was also trapped by several young men using dark magic at this time, and did not have time to cast a protective shield for Borist.

Annebella, on the other hand, couldn't get involved at all—because her familiar's ability was healing, she was surrounded and attacked by several people using dark magic.

Because his palm had been subjected to a large amount of magic, Borest was in so much pain that his face turned pale and his forehead was covered in a fine layer of sweat.

"I say, why would someone as powerful as you be a member of the God of Light?" Elena continued attacking while muttering to herself.

"What happened to your parents is quite common where we're from. I really can't understand how you can tolerate living with these heretics day and night after all they've done to you. You're really amazing."

Elena could tell that Borist was struggling to keep up with both creating the magic circle and fighting her.

However, even when this dark-haired boy was struggling, he could still hold his own against her, so Elena felt she had to win him over.

Elena continued her attack on Borest as she spoke, her lips growing dry.

But seeing that Borist still didn't say anything, Elena decided to use something more ruthless—she had said these things to the idiots who believed in the God of Light before, and they had broken down quite a few of them.

“Do you think your god really cares about you?” Elena asked as she approached Borist once more.

Borist still didn't reply, and seeing that this wasn't enough, Elena continued to escalate the situation: "To tell you the truth, we who study dark magic were all, to varying degrees, powerful and influential followers of the God of Light."

"But why did she turn to black magic later? Because the Goddess of Light is a hypocrite."

"She acts entirely on her own whims and never cares about you. Once she realizes you have no value, she will definitely discard you."

"Do you believe in God?" Borest suddenly blurted out, his voice so soft that only Elena could hear it.

"What?" Elena's mind went blank for a second. She wondered if she had been fighting too much and had gotten a hearing problem, which was why she heard something that would be considered outrageous even in their dark magic world from the mouth of this seemingly stern and serious black-haired boy.

"Do you believe in the existence of the God of Light? Do you believe in the existence of your ancestor of hell?" Borest continued, using the same volume as before.

"Nonsense, nonsense! If they didn't exist, where would our souls go?" Elena was stumped by Borist's question. "Heaven or hell. If these gods hadn't created these places, our souls would have nowhere to rest in this world."

"Must we go to heaven or hell? Why can't our souls find a place to rest in this world?" Borest continued to ask.

Elena jumped back, giving herself time to think. A few seconds later, she launched another close-range attack on Borist, saying, "Isn't it said in the doctrine? Can't you look it up yourself?"

“What if I say I don’t believe in the God of Light?” Borest said. “The reason is that I don’t believe in her existence.”

"That Lord of Hell..."

"The Lord of Hell doesn't exist either. Heaven and Hell are just lies fabricated by the Church to control us and make us fulfill their wishes." Borest continued to spew words that shattered Elena's worldview.

"Then how do you explain our magic?" Elena felt her mental defenses were about to crumble.

“Why can’t it be a gift from nature?” Borest asked. “We discovered hardship in nature and learned how to use it. This was not a divine instruction, but something we discovered ourselves. The Church—all the churches, whether you believe in the God of Light or the Lord of Hell—is denying this possibility.”

Elena fell silent; Elena broke down.

Elena refused to speak with Borest again, deciding to forget her conversation with him that day and continue to believe in the Lord of Hell.

Borest felt he was really about to give up. He could hear a buzzing in his ears, but the magic circle was almost complete. He absolutely could not leave, or everything would be for naught.

Boris clenched his free left hand, letting the pain from that palm jolt him awake.

But an accident still happened. Borest suddenly felt his vision go black and almost lost his balance.

Taking advantage of this opening, Elena gathered magic at the tip of her wand, intending to deliver a fatal blow to Borest.

Just as the magic at the tip of the wand was about to be fully gathered, Evangeline picked up a knife at some point and slashed it down at Elena's wand.

This attack didn't break Elena's wand, but it did shatter her previous magical energy.

Startled by the sudden appearance of the person, Elena took a step back.

Taking advantage of this moment, Evangeline stood in front of the exhausted Borest.

Borest braced himself, but when he saw Evangeline, a nun who couldn't use magic, standing in front of him, he felt his head buzzing.

"Magic will hurt you." Borest had a lot of things to say, but in the end only this one weakly uttered sentence came out.

“It’s alright, I think my body can hold out for a while.” Evangeline’s hand holding the knife was trembling. “Olivia and Carola have already gone under Ms. Evelyn’s protective shield, so I’m here to help you.”

Only after Elena jumped away did she realize who the reckless person in front of her was, slashing at her magic wand with a knife—was it the nun who had slashed her arm when she wasn't looking earlier, or the nun favored by the God of Light?

"So it was you, huh?" Elena gritted her teeth, her sweet smile vanishing. "You have no magic power at all, yet you dare to come here to die."

Evangeline said nothing, holding her knife in both hands, she stood in front of Borist without moving an inch.

Elena didn't want to do anything extra. She raised her wand again and silently recited the spell she had just cast—although the spell took a long time to cast, its destructive power was truly immense.

Evangeline looked at Elena in front of her and the fighting crowd around her, and began to estimate how many magical attacks she could withstand, and how much time she could buy for Borest.

Suddenly, Evangeline felt herself being pulled back by Borist and drawn into the center of the magic circle. Then she saw Borist's hand pressing down on the back of the knife.

"Evanline, I need your help." The boy behind her sounded weak.

"What? But I don't know how..."

“No, you will. It’s just that the Church hasn’t guided you.” Borest’s voice gently reached Evangeline’s ears.

Evangeline felt her heart pounding even harder than when she had seen Borest before.

“Look where my hand is, Evanline.” Borest squeezed the back of the blade, the stinging sensation from the magic flowing through his hand and the coldness of the blade bringing him back to his senses. “Imagine, all around you are threads, all kinds of threads. They are flying aimlessly in the air, and all you need to do is to conjure as many hands as possible from your consciousness to organize these threads and attach them to this blade.”

"Don't be nervous, Evanline. I believe you can do it." Borest took a deep breath to calm his heart.

Upon hearing this, Evangeline began trying to gather magic power onto the knife.

Borest also used his free left hand to channel magic onto the back of the blade.

Soon, a lot of magic power gathered on the knife.

The moment Elena fired her wand, Evangeline also released the magic from her knife.

With a loud bang as the two magical forces erupted in the air, the magic circle created by Borist was formed.

Seeing that defeat was inevitable, Elena's teacher waved his hand, signaling a retreat.

Even if those who use dark magic are unwilling, they have no choice but to leave, because the current situation is clearly unfavorable to them.

But how could those who believe in the God of Light let these people practicing dark magic escape so easily?

After another fierce battle, half of the black magicians escaped, and the other half were captured.

Those who were captured, half of whom believed in the Lord of Hell, refused to say anything. They let out a resentful howl at the statue of the goddess and then took their own lives.

Borest didn't know what happened after that, because he had already fainted from exhaustion.

Within the consciousness space, Lu Renkui and the system WQBYRZM looked at Boruist, who was lying unconscious on the ground.

Lu Renkui stepped forward and poked Boruister on the head, asking the system WQBYRZM if he was alright!

"He should be fine, just exhausted," said System WQBYRZM. "But I feel like we might have forgotten something?"

"...How long has it been since we last checked the progress bar?"

Then, with a wave of his hand, the system WQBYRZM conjured up a blue transparent panel.

After checking the progress bar, the system WQBYRZM said, "Ivangeline's line is complete, and the other one is almost finished. Please keep up the good work, host."