The priest was very happy after learning about his desire, and gave him the complete ritual and spell on the same day.
At that time, Michael didn't think about why the other party seemed to be prepared for such a mysterious ritual.
It was only just now that he finally understood that all this was just the other party's conspiracy. From the beginning to the end, the priest was thinking about Sadivun's complete power, and he was just one of the victims.
Fortunately, the transvestite druid was strong enough to stop the priest's actions.
The unfortunate reason is the same. This druid is too strong, and he does not have enough time to escape. He can only use the magic sword as a threat and hope that the other party will take the initiative to give in, but before he can explain the stakes clearly,
The other party couldn't wait to take action.
At this point, he has no way out. Although the sealed Ye Ying is released, his chances of survival are not great, but it is still better than dying directly.
Shylock is about to unsheath his sword, and Michael is holding a sword in both hands.
Just when both sides thought the final showdown was inevitable, two gusts of breeze quietly formed around them, and then instantly formed a wind chain that entangled the two of them.
System prompt: You are affected by the wind binding technique, fail to determine your strength, and fall into a state of imprisonment.
Because he was in the form of a shadow cat, he was not as sensitive to the surroundings as he was in the blue frog form. He didn't notice the sudden appearance of the wind binding technique at all.
Since it is a determination of strength, then...
"Sherlock, if you don't want Mirru to die, it's best not to move."
This sentence can mean two different things when spoken in different tones. Fortunately, the owner of this voice is still very familiar to Sherlock. Before turning around, he said in surprise: "Maggie, aren't you going to Cormyr?"
Are you here specifically for us?"
The person who came was none other than Maghe, whom he had broken up with before. Seeing that Sherlock had understood what he meant, he removed the spell effect on the other party with a wave of his finger, and then said slowly: "You can say yes, you can say no, that day
I discovered a very interesting thing in Yuxun Lake, and after tracing it all the way, I found that the final destination happened to be Lost Soul Mountain, so I came here."
"Are they those perforated stone pillars?" Sherlock immediately discovered the only thing these two places have in common.
"That's right, a total of nine perforated stone pillars were excavated from a temple in Sandakol. One is in Yu Xun Lake, two have been destroyed, and the other six were transported to this place by one person."
Ma Zhe seemed to have thought of something, and continued with a headache on his face: "Stop talking about this, let your natural partner bring Mirlu over quickly. If it is too late, it will be too late."
Sherlock also knew how troublesome Mirlu's situation was, so he didn't hesitate and immediately called Lan over.
According to Ma Zhe's description, the power of the wind element is equivalent to the vitality for Mirlu and others. It is a blessing to not die if they suddenly lose it. The only way to save this life is to use this wind
The power of the elements, that is, the re-condensed heart of the wind element in Michael's body, was injected into the opponent's body.
There was nothing to hesitate at this time. Following Maghe's prompts, Sherlock successfully took out the blue crystal from Michael's body, and also saved the other person's life.
A level 25 lord monster still has a lot of experience, especially when no one shares it, which allowed Sherlock to successfully reach level 27.
The next step is to drop it. It's a pity that there is no legendary equipment, but a staff of excellent quality, a scroll of natural transformation, and other messy things are worthy of his worth.
Regarding the act of killing one person in order to save another, Maghe didn't have any psychological burden. He held Mirlu's head and gently pressed the heart of the wind element into the other person's forehead.
With this recovered and even more powerful power, Mirlu's aging body immediately revived at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Just when Sherlock thought everything was finally over, a charming voice came from the entrance to the rooftop.
"Shandakol, I didn't expect you to be so gentle."
Turning around and looking, the speaker was a blue-haired girl wearing leather armor. Under that mysterious smile was a beauty and figure that could drive any man crazy. She was leaning against the entrance with her arms folded.
wall.
"The wind of freedom has its harsh side, and naturally it also has a gentle side."
"Really, then your tenderness is probably dedicated to this kind of girl who spends all day crying, having affairs with all kinds of random men everywhere, and finally pretending to be innocent and simple." The girl in leather armor blew.
He pretended to be casual about his bangs and said sarcastically, especially adding an accent to the word "girl" at the end.
"Benshaba, this has nothing to do with you, and it's not the reason for you to pretend to be me and cause trouble everywhere."
"It has nothing to do with me, ha!" The girl seemed to be offended by this sentence, snorted contemptuously, and then continued angrily: "It really has nothing to do with me, then you can go find someone who has something to do with you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the girl's figure disappeared out of thin air, followed by Maghe's exclamation.
Before Sherlock could react to the shock caused by the conversation between the two, a confused aura rushed into his mind, and he watched helplessly as the leather-armored girl lowered her head and kissed Mirlu's forehead.
"Good luck to you."
The girl raised her head, gave a blessing full of malice, and then escaped into the void again, leaving behind a confused Sherlock and a sighing Maghe.
A series of events since the discovery of the girl's figure are a bit beyond the scope of Sherlock's understanding, especially the two names Shanda Keer and Benshaba. Anyone familiar with the background of the Forgotten Kingdom knows what these two terms represent.
He even saw the stories of Sandakol, the God of Travel and Exploration, and Benshaba, the Maid of Doom, in the Tower of Windsong Chronicles.
Sherlock had doubts about the identity of Maghe, an NPC, when they first met. Could a person who could control the strong wind be an ordinary person?
Later, when he saw Divine Power in Hejian Town, he asked again, but was still prevaricated by the other party.
Now that I think about it, those who can use divine power are indeed not necessarily the chosen ones. In addition to some special items and props, they may also be the incarnations of gods.
Coupled with the conversation between the two just now, Sherlock's guess has become infinitely closer to reality. The only thing missing is a concrete statement.
