Time goes back to the moment when the fist hit Roa's abdomen.
Because it was a hasty punch with not much force, Luo A didn't think there was anything wrong.
But at the moment when the force dissipated, new pain came from the place where the hand touched the abdomen. It did not come from the effect of "force" but from another level.
In an instant, Luoa felt a ball of fire burning in his stomach, burning his skin, muscles, and internal organs, while his brain was also frantically sounding the alarm, reminding him that death was approaching.
He instinctively looked down to confirm that the pain just now was not an illusion. His abdomen was indeed melting, and his skin, muscles, and internal organs were disintegrating layer by layer from the outside to the inside.
That was a way he couldn't understand.
It was not magic. As the first generation of a great magician, he did not catch any traces of the flow of magic power and the composition of the technique.
It was not an ancient mystery like the "Seventh Holy Scripture". He did not feel the unique aura of age or fantasy.
What on earth was that? It was completely imperceptible on the surface, but it could cause such great damage to me as a Dead Apostle - could it be!!!
A memory that had long been buried in his memory emerged. At the beginning of the eighteen reincarnations and eight hundred years of the vast river of memory, he was still a human, not yet a Dead Apostle, and before he began to reincarnate. At that time, he was still a member of the Holy Church, running around to fight against the increasing number of vampires, and finally gathered countless manpower and material resources to successfully create the burial mechanism that would scare people in later generations.
When the agency was first established, the church gave it its full support, providing everything it wanted, even taking out the saint's personal weapon. All the dead apostles who were touched by this holy object were severely injured. Think about it, even the holy cloth that wrapped the saint's body can cause damage to vampires, let alone the saint's personal weapon
The wounds at that time were exactly the same as they are now. The dead apostles who were classified as unclean were purified by the power of the saints and appeared to be melting and evaporating.
"Ahhh—you, are you—a saint of the church?"
When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned, including Araya, and Xiel and Kallen who were born in the church.
Without waiting for them to ask, Roa continued to speak in a heart-wrenching voice: "No, it's impossible. How could there still be saints in modern times?"
"Whether saints exist or not has nothing to do with the times, but with people's hearts. Although I am not a saint, I am willing to believe that saints exist in modern times."
The female magician raised her hand to the severely injured Roa, apparently intending to purify him directly.
A black shadow flashed, and Araya Soren's bear-like body blocked his companion who was in great pain.
"Are you still going to protect him now?"
"He holds the key to my goal. He can't die here." Araya's expression was as cold as stone.
"Well, let's continue our battle."
As the female magician spoke, the four mechanical arms on her body adjusted their directions and aimed at Araya at the same time.
Araya raised his hands expressionlessly, and the barrier and Vajra body were activated at the same time. A great battle between the saints of the church and the Buddhist Vajra was about to break out.
At this moment, Xiel, who was watching the battle and protecting Kallen at a distance, suddenly shouted.
"careful!"
Before he could finish his words, Roa, who was blocked behind Araya, pressed his hand on the ground, and white smoke quickly spread around with Roa's hand as the center, instantly covering the space of dozens of meters.
The density of the smoke was very high, which greatly affected the vision. In addition, it was still dark, and even with magic to enhance vision, visibility was still less than one meter.
The female magician, who was tricked by the little trick, snorted softly, and the four mechanical arms opened fire at the same time.
But at this time, Araya was no longer there, and it was obvious that it was premeditated.
The female magician continued to sweep the target, looking around vigilantly, as if trying to detect the enemy's movements.
Soon, she seemed to have discovered something, and the four robotic arms switched from shooting mode to moving mode, carrying her body and moving quickly towards somewhere.
The smoke was broken by the rotating mechanical arms, revealing three figures, one tall and two short. The tall one was Araya, and the short ones were Xiel and Kallen.
Seeing the female magician coming, Araya turned around and disappeared into the thick fog without any desire to fight.
The female magician was about to chase after him, but she turned back to look at the listless Kallen and Hierer—the former had not yet recovered from an old injury, and the latter had used her body to withstand Araya's attack in order to protect the former. Finally, she sighed and gave up the chase.
She knew that the enemy's goal was to escape, and that the enemy's goal was to use Kallen and Xiye to contain her, but she couldn't bear to see the two girls in danger.
By the time the fog cleared and vision returned, Roa and Araya had disappeared without a trace.
After performing a certain spell and making sure that there was no one around, the female magician took off her ceremonial garments and asked the two girls:
"Are you all right?"
"I'm fine, but Kallen is—"
Xiye touched the wound that had just healed and climbed up from Kallen's body. She had been in this position until now. Kallen had saved her just now, and now it was her turn to protect Kallen.
Xiel has the highest level of immortality in the world and is not afraid of being hurt, but Kallen does not. After being defeated by Roa, her condition has never been better.
Despite this, she gritted her teeth and stood up.
"I'm fine too, thank you for saving us."
"Don't be a tough guy. Lie down on this. I'll take you to safety."
The female magician reached out and patted the removed dress a few times, and the backpack that served as a connection extended outward to form a small platform.
"Thank you very much."
Xiel quickly put Kallen on the platform and bowed to the female magician, who waved her hand.
"It's nothing, just a small favor. But my condition is a bit special, so I can't treat Miss Karen."
"It's okay, I can do it myself."
Even if the female magician offered to treat Kallen, Xiel would not dare to agree. Kallen's power comes from the Dead Apostles. The female magician can purify Roa, so she can also purify Kallen.
Xiel was very skilled in healing. She was Kallen's first instructor after she joined the Buried Organ. She was the one who treated Kallen every time she was covered in wounds during training. Over time, she became very skilled and could even talk to the female magician while healing her.
After communicating for a while, Xier finally asked the question she wanted to ask most.
"Are you—really not a saint of our church?"
The female magician still shook her head: "I'm really not a saint, I'm just a wandering magician."
"My name is Xiyeer. Can you tell me your name? You don't have to tell me if it's inconvenient."
"It's not an inconvenience."
Seeing Xier's fearful look, the female magician smiled. She took off her hat and veil, revealing a face as clear and clean as her voice.
"My name is Fiore."
PS: There should be a lot of clues already, and Fiore’s secret can be more or less revealed.