Being in the swamp, facing the questions from countless wronged souls around him, Crosnuo had a sneer on his face, saying with disdain.
"With such a method, just like dealing with me, Froslai, are you too arrogant?"
After saying that, Krosno roared angrily.
The surrounding illusions shattered instantly. The third-level lich's mental power was enough to get rid of the illusion. Seeing the innocent souls in the swamp turn into bubbles and shatter, a smile appeared on Crosno's face, but it stopped abruptly the next moment.
The illusion has disappeared, but a beam of energy has pierced his shoulder.
"Of course illusion can't deal with you."
Not far away, Froslai spoke quietly and said, "But delaying it for a while should be enough, right?"
"snort!"
Crosnuo snorted coldly, and a trace of anger flashed in his blue flame-like eyes.
Suddenly, his mental strength felt stinging.
Krosno turned his head sharply and saw that in an area not far away, the Purgatory Bone Dragon was letting out a mournful cry, and the soul fire burning in its huge head continued to turn into illusion.
In a moment, the bone dragon's fire went out.
The flame that symbolized the soul was extinguished, and a sharp pain suddenly appeared in Crosno's spiritual sea, which meant that the Purgatory Bone Dragon had completely fallen.
"Mitchell!!!"
On the spot, Crosnuo let out a high-pitched roar that resounded throughout the surrounding area. As Crosnuo's soul pet, the Purgatory Bone Dragon would have to bear a huge backlash once it fell.
If this body had not been transformed into a lich, then the death of the Purgatory Bone Dragon just now might have caused him to fall into an extremely weak state and lose the ability to continue fighting.
"Don't worry, Crosno."
In the distance, after feeling the anger from Crosno, Mitchell said with a smile: "In a moment... it will be your turn."
After that, he and Gustav came to Froslai's side.
The original situation has completely changed.
With the demise of the Titan Bone Giant and the Purgatory Bone Dragon one after another, Crosno was left alone, facing four third-level wizards alone, almost making him lose the idea of resistance.
"Let's do it together!"
Gustav spoke in a deep voice, feeling a little excited in his heart. This battle was his most exhilarating experience after being promoted to a third-level wizard. A third-level lich was right in front of him like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
"Don't take any action!"
At this time, Christina suddenly spoke, with a sinister smile on her face, and said, "Let me pull out Crosno's soul and throw it into the flames to burn for ten thousand years!"
"I want all the wizards in the entire Dark Territory to know the price they will bear if they fall into the abyss."
After saying that, Christina raised her wand.
The scorching flames erupted from her body, eventually converging into a sun-like fireball. The strong energy fluctuations caused Gustav to take a few steps back to avoid the inevitable disaster.
The next moment, the sun's fireball roared away.
The energy intensity of the spell was almost explosive, bombarding the ground, and the scorching flames instantly swallowed Crosno's body, and even the bone defense wall summoned by the Lich was reduced to ashes.
One minute later.
The sun's fireball destroyed everything around it, leaving only a huge deep pit. Froslai and others looked around, but did not see Crosno's figure, leaving only a squirming mass of flesh and blood.
Frossel frowned slightly.
Immediately afterwards, the mass of flesh and blood continued to squirm, and unexpectedly returned to the form of Crosno, with a wanton smile on his face.
"How's it going? You didn't expect it, did you?"
In the pit, Crosnuo spoke in a arrogant tone and let out wanton laughter, saying, "You can't kill me because I'm a lich!"
Gustav's heart moved and he was thoughtful.
"After transforming into a lich, I have already hidden my soul in the [phylactery]. As long as the [phylactery] is not destroyed, I will never be killed!"
Crosno looked confident.
Gustav looked thoughtful, Mitchell frowned, and Christina was even more furious. She raised her wand and was about to throw another fireball.
At this time, Froslay stopped her.
"That's enough, Christina." Froslai shook his head and said softly, "Krosno did not lie. After a wizard falls into the abyss and becomes a lich, he will hide his soul in the phylactery."
"As long as the phylactery is not destroyed, the lich will never die."
Christina put down her wand, with a trace of unwillingness in her eyes.
Liches have the property of hiding their souls in their phylacteries. This is no secret. Almost every wizard who knows about the abyss knows that it is precisely because of the property of immortality that so many wizards betray the civilization to which they belong.
, also needs to be transformed into a lich.
"Now what?"
Next to him, Mitchell shrugged and asked helplessly.
Since Crosno has hidden his soul in the phylactery, if he cannot find the phylactery, it means that he cannot be killed. Continuing to bombard him with witchcraft is just a waste of magic power.
"Seal Krosno first."
Froslai pondered for a moment and raised the wand in his hand. Since the lich could not be killed, sealing Crosno seemed to be the only option for them.
The other three did not object.
"Seal of Illusion!"
As Frossel waved his magic wand, illusory crows flew out of his body, circling continuously in the sky, as if forming a sign of the end of the world.
Seal of Illusion!
Originally, this was just a sealing one-ring witchcraft, but thousands of years ago, it was improved by the leader of Phantom Crows at that time, and merged with the Phantom Crow Thousand Spirits Meditation Method to finally form a unique three-ring witchcraft, which is also an incredible magic.
Loslai's most powerful killing move.
With this witchcraft, Froslai can even seal fourth-level life forms, such as the original Akiela Tree.
However, if three-ring witchcraft is used to seal a fourth-level life form, it will impose an extremely serious burden on the caster. At the same time, this kind of seal also has a certain time limit.
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In the sky, illusory crows made strange cries, and then flew downwards at the same time, forming an illusory seal.
"Huh! Froslay, don't be proud!"
In the deep pit, Crosnuo had given up resistance. He knew that he had no chance of escaping under the gaze of four third-level wizards, so he calmly raised his head.
"I lost today!"
"However, as long as you can't find my life box, you will never be able to kill me. One day, I will still..."
Krosno's voice stopped suddenly, and the seal where countless phantom crows gathered had been formed. In the end, only a crow-like rune was left in the pit, floating quietly in the air.
Froslay raised his hand.
The sealing rune automatically flew back to Froslai's palm, was put into his cuff, and he slowly shook his head.
"If I can't find the phylactery, I can't kill you."
"However, the duration of the illusion seal is enough to last for more than hundreds of years. Even if you break through the seal by then, if I had not died, I would have been promoted to a fourth-level wizard."
A fierce battle finally ended.
The battle between the Skeleton Castle and Crow Phantom, the top powerhouse, ended with Crow Phantom's victory. The four third-level wizards only lost some magic power, but no one died or was seriously injured.
Such an ending is undoubtedly a complete victory for Phantom Crows!
"The traitors in the Expeditionary Alliance have been eradicated. Next, we only need to concentrate on dealing with the abyss demon army and the demon lord." After everything calmed down, Mitchell said.
Froslai nodded, with a rare solemn expression on his face. Compared to Crosno, the threat of the Thousand-Handed Demon was obviously more terrifying.
"...We're just going to let Crosno go?"
At this time, Christina suddenly spoke, frowning and said, "This guy fell into the abyss and even leaked the coordinates of the forest world. If it is just a seal, it would be too easy for him, right?"
"There's nothing we can do about it."
Gustav shook his head and said, "Only I know where the Lich's phylactery is hidden, and if Crosno's phylactery is not destroyed, even a fourth-level wizard may not be able to kill him."
"The fourth-level wizard can't do it, but what about the fifth-level wizard?" Christina thought thoughtfully, and the hatred in her heart for Crosnuo did not diminish at all because the other party was sealed.
'Woman! Even if you become a wizard, you are still so petty...' Mitchell complained in his heart, but he did not dare to show it at all.
After a while, Christina raised her head.
With a very hateful expression on her face, she said coldly: "Hmph! No matter what, I won't let Crosnuo go so easily. I said I would throw his soul into the flames and burn him for ten thousand years.
It must be done.”
"Even if I can't find a fifth-level wizard to help me, I will find a fourth-level wizard who is proficient in prophecy to figure out where Crosno's phylactery is hidden!"
Frossel smiled helplessly.
Hundreds of years have passed, but Christina's temper has not changed at all. Her special status has made her develop a character that is not afraid of anything, and she is also particularly vengeful.
"In any case, the Crosno matter can be brought to an end first. Next, everyone should return to their stations and strengthen their vigilance!" Froslai said solemnly.
"In this case, I'll take my leave first."
Gustav was the first to speak, and after saluting Floslay, he simply left the Tombstone Plain.
"I'm leaving too." Christina continued.
"Be careful. If anything happens, call me in time." Froslai said softly.
Christina nodded.
"Boss is right, everyone should be careful, especially Her Majesty the Queen..." Next to him, Mitchell smiled and spoke, but before he could finish speaking, Christina suddenly turned her head and glared at him.
Then, Christina turned and left.
"What...is going on?"
Mitchell couldn't laugh or cry, and said helplessly: "What happened to our Queen? Why are you angry at me?"
"Do you even need to ask?"
Froslai spoke quietly and said, "Of course you faked her death to deceive her. It's not like you don't know Xiaona's character."
With Mitchell's crying face and Christina's vengeful character, the entire Phantom Crows knew that he had deceived her by faking his own death. Although he didn't react much now, he would definitely come back with revenge in the future.
"Huh? That's wrong!"
Suddenly, Mitchell seemed to remember something and said dissatisfied: "You are also involved in my plan to fake death. Why is she only angry at me?"
Froslay chuckled silently, patted his shoulder, and then turned into phantom crows and disappeared from the place, leaving only Mitchell with a depressed look on his face.
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The multiverse, the world of war ghosts.
On the endless plain, green grass grows out of the soil, and several palm-sized chinchillas are eating plant roots. After eating, they leisurely dig holes in the soil.
Several months have passed since the battle in the Dark Sea of Trees. The end of the Black Mist Season symbolizes the beginning of a new year. This year's Recovery Season has been exceptionally peaceful, with nothing happening for three whole months.
However, for the Zhangui tribe in the Solu Plain, peace does not mean a good thing, especially the Gauso tribe, which originally held the status of ruler.
Rock City, Gaussian Tribe.
The city wall that was destroyed by the Evil King a few months ago has been repaired by the Gaussian tribe, but the cracks on the wall still tell the story of what happened before.
At this time, inside the Gaussian tribe.
In the spacious central square, the atmosphere was particularly depressing. Lamam, the eldest of the Gaussian tribe, stood at the front of the square with a totem smeared on his face with blood and holding a sheep bone staff.
The rock arena not far away.
Two red-striped warriors were fighting fiercely, and strong energy and blood burst out. The two sides were like enemies, waving their fists and violently attacking each other, making a dull sound.
Bang!
In vain, the red-striped warrior on the left punched out, but the red-striped warrior on the right dodged and then counterattacked fiercely. The elbow strike with the power of blood actually shattered the opponent's head.
With a crisp sound, the head exploded like a watermelon.
Blood mixed with white brains splashed everywhere, and the body slowly fell to the ground. The winner roared and raised his arms, but did not hear the cheers from the surrounding audience.
At the front of the square, Lamam looked gloomy.
According to ancient rituals, he muttered words and danced in unknown rituals, but no matter what he did, the god-given stone tablet standing on the ground in the distance still showed no response.
This means that the blood-killing god did not pay attention to this bloody sacrifice.
"Oh my god! Has the great blood-killing god abandoned the Gaussian tribe?"
"how so?"
"During this period of time, the tribe has held four bloody sacrifices, but there has never been a response. Has the God of Blood Killing no longer paid attention to the Gaussian tribe?"
There was a burst of whispers in the square.
The faces of all the Gaussian blood warriors showed unconcealable sadness. What happened during the Black Mist Season last year caused the Gaussian tribe to lose its leader, and the status of the ruler became precarious.
