The illusion, temporarily named "Nicholas II", is unconvincing.

——Annan already understands this matter.

The more he said, the deeper Annan's "understanding" about him would be.

It was a soul that was so arrogant that it was hopeless.

He could not bear the "ignorance" of his classmates and mentors and "not seeking progress", so he vowed to become the master of the tower of the jade tower, so as to control the "tag-making" ability that can only be mastered by the golden level.

He could not stand those superiors who seemed hopelessly stupid in his opinion, but who held power and wealth, so he created "awakened people" who were enough to destroy human civilization, trying to obtain those powers by himself.

... From the beginning, what he disliked was not the nobles who squandered their "power" at will, but questioning, "Why is that power not in his own hands?"

Extreme elitism.

In his eyes, he is the only one who can become an "elite", and the others are fools who cannot walk with him.

He does have unparalleled talents in the world... Even gods must rely on his wisdom.

This body of longing believes that its existence is a "necessary" for this world.

Since it is a necessity, it naturally has a higher status than a "non-essential" - so he naturally regards himself as an existence that is more important than anything.

From this point of view, the degree of distortion of this phantom spirit is even far stronger than his original body.

At least when "Nicholas" studied artificial humans, he knew that this was not a good thing and needed to hide and study... But now, he has dared to speak out his distorted and extreme thoughts openly and regard them as the truth.

Therefore, Annan could not convince him, and there was no need to convince him at all.

"I have taught me before... to kill someone to kill my heart."

Annan said softly, clenching the scepter in his hand.

The pure white hair behind him seemed to be shiny with electricity - it became extremely bright and rumor, and there was no wind to float automatically.

His whisper with triple echoes seemed to come from heaven.

"Then I'll prove one thing first--

"The talent you are proud of... is nothing more than that."

As Annan's words fell.

The frost marks suddenly spread outwards - the dark green forest filled with natural breath in the Blood Butterfly Valley was covered with pure white frost marks in the blink of an eye.

That is [the words of frost and cold].

In Annan's triple echo, one of them is always narrating in "Frost Word". Therefore, Annan's "telling" is itself an attack that cannot be found.

As the frost marks spread, Nicholas II's hair was also covered with the frost marks.

At this time, the frost and cold air had already submerged his lungs with his breathing. His blood flow rate dropped significantly, and ice chips grew from joints.

Nicholas II had already lowered his head since the end of the conversation and did not look at Annan's pupils - in order to avoid the many tricks of the disability school.

This is a spell from the "Silent Warlock" school.

Although Annan only masters the "eye of laziness" as the basis.

“——【All diseases are not invaded】!"

The voice of Nicholas II was filled with majesty: "【Unswerable】!"

The binding force of the double decree came to his body at the same time, almost causing the ice that frozen his lungs to collapse.

"lily……"

Nicholas II began to sing in a low voice, preparing to transform.

Or... start to practice "taboo refining".

Just like the former senior and senior sister resonate with each other, they try to replace an area with the inside of the sun.

Although Annan has 100% depth of "glory" elements, he has not reached the golden level and has not mastered the elements. If he is thrown into the middle of the sun, even Annan will be burned to death in an instant.

——But since I have known for a long time, what abilities the other party will use.

Annan did not give Nicholas II a chance to sing.

As the sound suddenly became stagnant, the resistance in the air increased significantly, and ice slags appeared in the air...

The frost-covered force field, which was expanded three times by the "Three Siren", instantly frozen Nicholas II into an ice sculpture!

Even in just a short moment, the power of the [unwavering] spell will collapse the ice.

But just this time I won, it interrupted Nicholas II's first singing.

While he escaped from the trap, extremely cold rainstorms began to fall in the sky. Under the frozen white frost air around Annan, the heavy rain called "thinking like rain" turned into an extremely thick snowstorm before it landed.

——This is a form that "thoughts are like rain" have never existed.

This blizzard even reminds people of the wilderness of the Duchy of Winter.

The thickness of frost and snow alone is enough to block the vision. The snowflakes are so sharp that they can cut the eyeballs and scratch the skin. The extremely cold air has frozen the limbs before the blizzard lands.

And in the blizzard, Annan, who was pure white, had pure white hair and fair skin as white as snow, was like a white fox in the snow, and disappeared after leaping up.

There is no doubt that this is Annan's ability to fight against "tag creation".

If Nicholas II did not want to die with Annan, the "forbidden transformation" would have to take an object. The inability to select Annan as the casting object means that he could only use the edict spell medium with sound.

——Just just a bronze-level soul-snatching spell.

It was even an "extra drop" that Annan got from the dungeon.

Combined with the "Frost and Cold Word", it is enough to create a home field in this dense forest - the basic effect of thinking like rain is to perceive the location of all creatures and buildings in the "rain".

It's like sonar.

In Annan's heart, the position of "blocking the snow" became extremely clear.

But Nicholas II was not panicked.

He understood what kind of spell this was the fastest.

Then he began singing the spells on the spot:

"Lily Corolla. A little bit."

A very short chant was completed in one go.

The black headless monster crouching behind him seemed to have gained life, suddenly stood up - just took three steps and walked to the virgin's head.

It pulled out the jar containing the head of the Philistine from the instrument.

Then, he pressed the jar hard on the metal shell sealing the blood butterfly at his neck.

——For example, it is like putting a bucket into an upper-mounted water dispenser with spikes.

The spikes pierced the jar containing Philip's head, and the liquid inside was flowing downwards under the air pressure. The red silk thread, which looked like a silkworm, climbed upwards on Philip's neck and drilled into his head.

Although Philip is a relatively fat type.

But compared to the giant-like baboon monster, his head is simply small to a humorous level. In terms of proportion, it is like a cat head the size of a fist is pressed on the neck of a human...

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!