Chapter 685 appears
Bloody plains.
The two-headed demon with a slender body like a lizard stood motionless in Stonehenge, its dark red scales reflecting the sunlight, shimmering with strange colors, and in the gaps between the scales, the young shoots seemed to be born from flesh and blood, thriving, adding a layer of green "prison clothes" to this demon.
The bloody king's human-faced goat head was frozen with a smug and cunning smile and a distortion of astonishment that had just surfaced, and the head of the evil dog looked extremely dazed, and the uncontrollable killing and resentment made it hideous and terrifying, they didn't understand at all why they were so easily caught by themselves, who were equivalent to the third level of legends in their "legendary plane". Especially at the "home field"!
"Advanced Time Stop", the most powerful one in the current space-time magic, not a magician who has a deep grasp of time and space or a "magical creature" such as the "Silver Moon God" who is born with the ability to use this type of spell, and cannot even master it preliminarily, even if there are lengthy spells and complex gestures, don't even think about using them!
And Lucian was actually able to cast his exclusive legendary item to release "Advanced Time Stop"! Isn't his profession "atomic control"? When did it become related to time and space?
After the Blood King was paralyzed, his dull brain faintly felt that he had left something, but a chaotic guy like him didn't know anything about arcane at all, how did he know what field of general relativity was a thesis, in fact, the human-faced goat head that pursued progress once thought about paying attention to the development of arcane and learning basic concepts, but every time it picked up a book to read, the vicious dog's head would be very irritable, so the two heads fell into a long and traditional bite of each other.
As for the "Luxurious Great Rupture", it is not surprising to Malfurion, if Lucian Evans can't learn it, then he is not worthy of being called an authority in the realm of elements and force fields, and he will inevitably become the second council legend after the "Elemental Dominator" Hathaway to master this magic.
And the "Vengeful Gaze" ignored the penetrating attack of the body's scale defense, Malfurio didn't notice, thinking that it was the "Deluxe Great Crack" that stripped away the effect of the defense, but the two heads of the Bloody King were puzzled, this was his natural defense, the "Deluxe Great Crack" could destroy the part at most, and it was impossible to completely disable it, but why did he stand here naked as if he had been stripped of his scales?
With its "understanding" of arcane, this is obviously something it cannot understand.
"This is really a failure, how can he master so much powerful magic......"
"Not only did I fail, but I was also caught, is it considered to have exceeded the plan......"
The two demons' heads were dull and their thoughts came out of different thoughts, where their chests were pierced by the "vengeful gaze", the flesh and blood wriggled wildly, but they could not recover, and the dark red blood dripped on the ground with a trace of dark green, corroding the stone slabs and corroding the soil.
"Is there still something on the Bloody King?" Malfurio flew empty-handed near the Bloody King and found that there was a deep black gas around its waist. Legendary items?
He believed that "schizophrenic patients" like the "Blood King" could and could not refine legendary items for themselves, and at most roughly transformed certain parts of his body into weapons, such as its patterned blood-colored tail broken strangely, and two more dark red greatswords in his hand.
So, is it the harvest of killing adventurers or other enemies?
"Be careful." Lucian reminded, "I feel that it is evil and negative."
Natasha held the "Sword of Truth" and was on guard, having no doubts about Lucian's choice to strike with all her might.
As soon as Mafurion's hand was raised, a tender green branch grew out of the flesh and blood of the "Blood King", lifting the thing up.
"This ......" Mafurion's gaze froze, and his face became very ugly.
This thing was a lifelike dark statue, made of unknown material, glowing with black light.
The face of the statue is clearly visible, as if it is the "Natural Avenger" Ferragond!
Ferragond's sculpture is like reality, its face is twisted and ferocious, full of hatred, disgust, anger, extremely ugly, and a faint black gas constantly emerges from the surrounding void, blending into its body. These black gases seem to be the endless "symbols of hell" condensed into the hatred in the hearts of every intelligent creature!
"Collect the power of emotions and try to transform into the state of an ancient devil." Lucian calmly recounted the situation.
Malfurio whispered in disappointment and anger: "It's Ferragond! The natural haters have gone too far!"
"Not necessarily, how could Ferragond's special item for collecting emotional power be held by the Blood King?" Lucian looked at the Bloody King with a blank expression.
"Maybe it's a condition of cooperation, maybe this special item must be placed near the altar." Malfurio speculated.
Lucian smiled: "I don't think any sane legend will cooperate with the Blood King, a two-headed demon, maybe there will be a problem due to 'infighting' at some point, anyway, we have caught it, we can use magic such as 'invading the brain' to check it out."
Speaking of this, Lucian paused: "However, before that, this statue cannot be left, it is a key item in the state transformation ceremony, whether it is Ferragond or not, it is very important, destroy it early, we can rest assured as soon as possible."
This can also prevent Malfurion from being tempted by the value contained in the statue and taking action at a critical moment, so Lucian, who has no heart for the statue, decided to eliminate the disaster as soon as possible.
"Okay." Malfurion hated the traitors within the elves, so he didn't have the idea of greed for the time being.
Natasha's Sword of Truth was raised, staring intently at the statue of Ferragond thrown by Malfurion, while Lucian seemed to be leisurely, but his right hand was holding the "Moonwatch" tightly, always guarding against Malfurion's sudden attack.
According to the normal plan, when he pretended to fail and retreated, he would throw the statue into the center of the altar, creating the illusion of evidence of destruction.
But why did I really fail?
It still can't figure it out!
Instead of watching Natasha destroy the statue with the Sword of Truth, Malfurio shifted his gaze to the altar and found that the altar was surrounded by mysterious patterns filled with negative feelings such as chaos, killing, hatred, and pain, which extended from the center and penetrated deep into the underground and surrounding void of the Scarlet Plain, forming a huge and three-dimensional "magic circle".
"It's very similar to the state transformation magic circle in the 'World of Doors'......" Lucian said secretly in his heart.
Unsurprisingly, in the center of the altar, in the core of the magic circle, there was a light green vigorous air mass, which exuded rich vitality and freshness, causing lush trees to grow in the altar, connecting into a small forest.
There were a few black patches in the light green of this aura, which had obviously been infiltrated a little by the abyss aura of negative emotions and killing chaos.
Natasha's body suddenly blurred, merging with the silver-gray sword light, cutting through the sky and slashing at the dark statue with determination and firmness to cut through everything in the world.
To destroy the convergence of negative emotions, the most convenient and effective is of course the "Sword of Truth"!
Malfurion threw out several wooden statues, turning them into numerous dark green monsters, and rushed towards the center of the altar, trying to extract the Heart of Nature aura.
The bloody and dusty sky suddenly darkened, dark like thick ink, a baboon-like head protruded from the darkness, his eyes were closed, and his face was full of scales.
At the same time, a huge deep black palm fell from the sky, grabbing the statue and ignoring Natasha's sword light!
The soil that seemed to be poured with blood on the plains sank one after another, as if they could not withstand this pressure, and chaotic and evil songs sounded in the surrounding void, as if dark and blasphemous holy words were surrounding the demon leader!
In the surrounding darkness, black tentacles stretched densely, and everything they touched, whether it was white stones or dark green wooden figures, all withered and decayed, turning into sludge.
In Lucian's right hand, the moon clock was ticking around, and he had been on guard for a long time and moved his thumb lightly at this time.
"Click", the black tentacles stopped in place, faded the color, leaving only a gray and white gloom, the sunken plain remained in its current state, and the white stone and dark green wooden figures each showed some kind of art of destruction with varying degrees of withering and decay.
The dark holy word-like singing disappeared, and the huge deep black scale palm froze in mid-air.
During the "Advanced Time Stop" effect, the baboon head highlighted in the sky suddenly opens its eyes!
In its eyes, different colors such as dark green, dark red, and golden yellow changed rapidly, giving people an extremely chaotic and evil feeling.
Snap, a crisp illusory sound sounded, the gray and white shattered, the color returned, and everything returned to the state when the moon clock was pressed!
It actually breaks the "advanced time stop"!
"The Demon Prince......" Malfurio and Lucian recognized the identity of the demon who descended at the same time!
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"Damn, I know that the schizophrenic guy of the Blood King can't be trusted! What mistakes did it make?" After Lanhill's smile froze, he cursed in a low voice.
Ferragond was secretly frustrated, he had ruled out a little devil projection, and he was seriously injured and had no ability to act, wasting a great opportunity to escape!
Seeing that something was wrong, Ranhill didn't dare to be careless, and used his spell-like ability to firmly trap Ferragond, and then paced back and forth anxiously, waiting for the altar on the Bloody Plains to activate.
Suddenly, a dark green rose in the void, and light green lines wrapped in dark and negative energy quickly spread, forming an extremely complex three-dimensional magic circle centered on Ferragond.
Ranhill exhaled and smiled happily: "It's finally activated!"
Ferragond's body began to blur, and under the light green and vigorous color was an ugly and ferocious face.
He didn't think that he would become a god right away, he just wanted to use it to advance to the peak of legends and lay a solid foundation for the future god-like path - he was not stupid, how could he take risks and rush, especially this method has yet to be verified.
Light green, dark green, or dark black, and muddy lines lit up one after another, forming a complex and mysterious three-dimensional magic circle centered on himself.
"Ranhill, I curse you!" Ferragond shouted screamingly.
Lanhill smiled: "It's good, keep it like this."
He stretched out his right hand forward and pressed it in the center of the magic circle, so the two magic circles were connected, light and shadow intertwined, and energy flowed.
Suddenly, the surrounding space-time lit up, a light green, and the magic circle pattern around Ferragond's body was suddenly peeled off, blending into the magic circle beside Ranhir in reverse!
One by one, the auras lit up, and Ranhill was imprisoned in the center of the magic circle.
"What, how could this happen?" Ranhill was completely stunned and didn't understand what had changed.
Ferragond looked at this scene blankly, his head was like paste, and he also didn't understand how he could be saved!
The magic circle suddenly lit up, and the energy seemed to extend into the distance, and the light green color around it quickly became transparent, revealing the situation at the other end.
It was a light green vigorous heart, and inside stood a beautiful woman wearing a long leaf dress, her hair was brilliant, and her skin also glowed with a layer of light green flow, her eyes were deep and distant, and her expression was divine and inexplicable.
"Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty!"
Ranhill and Ferragond cried out in dumbfounded.
(End of this chapter)