Lord: Marry the villain's daughter at the beginning?

Chapter 330 Losing control

Anastasia didn't understand how Eryx, who was once so proud, could allow a human to ride on his back.

Especially when the radiance of the magic circle on Eryx's body appeared, he actually drew a huge super-level magic circle on himself and regarded himself as the source of magic power - although Eryx didn't seem to care that much about those humans, some humans even couldn't withstand Eryx's shaking and were thrown down along the way.

If Eryx, who once led his people to attack the tower, saw himself in this state now, he probably wouldn't be able to understand who he is now.

But when the super-level magic was actually activated, Anastasia seemed to understand why.

The super-level magic in the sky descended with the storm, and Anastasia immediately felt a hint of despair. Eryx added the flesh and blood of the Outer Gods to the super-level magic.

Eryx is crazy! Neither Anastasia's understanding of Eryx nor the calculations of the Holy Grail had ever thought that Eryx would draw a super-level magic array on himself, let alone that Eryx would be willing to be the source of super-level magic.

However, the High Tower was not the Eastern Territory where almost all the people were civilians. Soon the professionals in the High Tower began to take action. Some of them continued to attack the spellcasters on the back of Eryx, while others weaved defensive magic. The High Tower still stood firm in the wind and rain as it had done in history.

On the contrary, Eryx kept howling in pain, and the dragon's breath was more like a rain of destruction than a prelude to super-level magic, descending on the city under the tower.

But despite the pain, Erex still stared at the professionals below the tower and shouted with a voice that covered the sky: "Human professionals, are you so willing to be under the tower? You worked so hard to reach the top of this continent, just to be at the mercy of the tower?"

"No! A world where the strong prey on the weak is more suitable for you. Only the strong like us are worthy of ruling this world!"

To be honest, there are quite a few non-staff professionals under the tower. They were actually a little moved when they heard what Eryx said. But even if these professionals really had resentment in their hearts, the people in the tower also abided by the rules. Under the constraints of the God of Contract, they were even more strict than these non-staff personnel.

So even if there are grievances, most professionals usually don't complain.

But in this environment, under the pressure of the super-level magic cast by the united dragons, these professionals who have reached the top of the continent began to have some small ideas.

Is a world where the strong prey on the weak really more suitable for these high-level professionals?

A giant black dragon and a super-level magic. To be honest, the strength of this magic is far inferior to that of the war. Even if an accident occurs, it cannot pose a substantial threat to the tower. However, the tired elf looked at the super-level magic that had been dyed black with some nervousness.

Anastasia saw that the phantom that was supposed to be sealed deep in the ocean of consciousness appeared above the sky.

For a moment, Anastasia felt her heart and lungs stop beating. So that's why. No wonder the demons' use of super-level magic caused the ocean of consciousness to churn. Could the flesh and blood of the Outer Gods actually directly affect the ocean of consciousness?

Looking at the shadow in the sky that seemed to be about to break through some kind of seal, the expression on Anastasia's face finally changed.

"Eryx, stop it, do you know what you are doing?!"

Seeing the panic finally appear on the face of the elf who had always thought of him as a giant lizard, Eryx suddenly felt that it didn't matter if his magic power was drained away, and he couldn't even feel the pain anymore.

The tower was more solid than Eryx had imagined, but it didn't matter. Anastasia seemed to be very afraid of the super-level magic he was casting, and that was enough. For Eryx, just seeing Anastasia's expression was enough to satisfy him.

As Eryx laughed wildly, black rain fell along with the dragon's breath, but even so, the human professionals showed extraordinary resilience. How terrifying is a city composed of professionals? The defensive barrier forcibly blocked the super-level magic and dragon's breath.

Eryx felt his wings being corrupted and his mind losing consciousness. Was it because he had used his magic? This black rainstorm upset the dragon even more than the rainstorm in the central part of the East.

The demon flesh and blood on Eryx's back had already devoured all the spellcasters and was still expanding. Soon, the black flesh and blood covered Eryx's entire body and corroded his dragon scales.

The flesh and blood quickly wrapped around Eryx's entire body, causing him to fall from the air like a puddle of mud.

But in mid-air, the scarlet dragon eyes suddenly opened, and the familiar phantom pain came again. Eryx spread his wings like crazy, blew off the rotten flesh on his body, and flew straight to the tower with his corroded body.

"Anastasia, fall into the abyss with me!"

Eryx crashed into the tower.

Anastasia and other professionals tried their best to resist Eryx's attack. Even the tower that had stood tall throughout history began to shake under Eryx's self-sacrificing blow.

Eryx was like a rotten tomato slapped against the wall, with all the rotten flesh from his huge body stuck to the tower. But as if he felt the tower being shaken by himself, he even let out intermittent weird laughter.

Coupled with the attack of super-level magic that absorbed the power of the dragon and the flesh and blood of the demon, red lights flashed inside the tower for the first time, as if constantly warning the people in the tower that danger was happening.

The tired elf admitted that he had miscalculated. Perhaps when passing through the black rain and fog in the east, Eryx's spirit had been affected in some way. The dragon had gone mad!

But what really made Anastasia nervous compared to the damage to the tower was the shadow in the sky when the super-level magic was activated.

"Go monitor the situation in the ocean of consciousness!"

Under the rain, Anastasia began to command the people in the tower.

"Already doing it!"

At this moment, a researcher quietly came to Anastasia and said, "My Lord...The God of Contract, the God of Contract has become unstable."

In an instant, Anastasia broke out in a cold sweat.

"Gather all the people in the tower!"

After finishing speaking, the elf, who had no idea how many years he had lived, came to the first floor of the tower. The lights in the entire room lit up instantly. The elf came to the front of the tower and said to a huge screen, "Anastasia Romanova, apply to start the self-inspection procedure and apply for temporary authorization."

"Permissions are being confirmed."

A cold synth sound rang out.

"Authorization confirmed, connecting to server, quick self-check initiated, automatic repair program activated, granting observer: Anastasia Romanova partial elevator permissions."

After obtaining authorization, Anastasia connected her Holy Grail to the server and, with the help of the server's computing power, began to quickly check the situation in the ocean of consciousness.

Anastasia squatted down. How much time had passed since she was born? Anastasia could no longer remember. The only thing she remembered was what was engraved in her genes, allowing human civilization to continue.

Anastasia looked up, her sight seemed to penetrate the ceiling of the tower. What on earth was on top of this tower? But in the end, after seeing the running results on the big screen, Anastasia stood up and left the room.

A quick check cannot reveal what exactly has happened in the deep ocean of consciousness, but it can at least show that the situation is not yet the worst and there is still a chance of recovery.

"There are abnormal fluctuations in the sea of ​​consciousness. Fortunately, only our God of Contract has been affected and can no longer perform his duties normally."

"This was one of the reasons why we created the gods in the first place. As we expected, the God of Contract became a dam in the ocean of consciousness when disaster struck. But if we leave it alone..."

Anastasia did not continue speaking, but the professionals who had gathered looked at each other in bewilderment. The God of Contract had been affected, which meant that the God of Contract no longer had any constraints on these professionals who stood at the top of the continent.

"So I decided to temporarily close the tower and let us enter the ocean of consciousness to remove the pollution."

As soon as the voice fell, a professional immediately stood up and asked: "But sir, we are just observers, we do not have the authority to enter the ocean of consciousness."

Anastasia's expression was calm as she said, "I know."