The little eyeballs that were swimming in the memory like tadpoles soon came to fruition. They gathered into the size of a fist, and a light curtain was projected from the slightly blinking eyes.
In the light curtain is Fitznold's first-person perspective. A woman with a dull expression is sitting opposite him, and the voice of the conversation is ethereal.
"Commander of the Frasoliya Army, can Oroun's transmission channel in Languang Medicine Garden be moved a little bit? Nearly half of the magic medicine that the Languang elves have worked hard to cultivate has withered under the influence of the magic fragments escaping from the transmission channel.
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"Oroen will pay compensation. Let the leader of the Languang elves make a list."
After extracting the key information, Sierra exclaimed in disbelief: "You found it so quickly?"
When the owner of the consciousness does not cooperate, trying to find key information from his mixed memories, even Sayer cannot do it in a short time, let alone now that the owner of the consciousness has a mental breakdown and his memory is fragmented.
"It's good luck that the shattered memory happened to be read by No. 1." Lu Yu was also glad that he didn't need to do a comprehensive search. With the length of Fitznold's life, it was not easy.
Lulu sighed and led the two of them out of Fitznold's spiritual world.
Sayer's classics did not introduce the details and experience of using this kind of spiritual magic, and everything came to an abrupt end.
In his later years, Sayer always kept in mind his agreement with Vanessa and did not continue to develop more powerful and risky spiritual magic - Vanessa knew that she was Sayer's shackles, and she was the only one who was still alive.
Sayer's terrifying talent can only be channeled correctly.
Once he leaves her...the pessimistic Sayer will most likely degenerate into a monster that will shock all living beings.
Lulu's self-exploration encountered some small bumps, but overall it was still within the scope of her expectations.
only……
Sayer emphasized at the end of the classic that visiting other people's consciousness will arouse one's darkest and most profound impulses - once the bad taste of prying into other people's privacy is satisfied, it will be uncontrollable. Once addicted, spiritual magic will remain on the conscious level.
Huge flaw.
"Spiritual magic is a genre full of curses on human nature. Those who are not determined will only become its slaves."
Only through practice can we deeply understand the meaning of these words.
As a direct caster, Lulu was still immersed in the pleasure of swimming in other people's thoughts and reading about other people's lives. After pulling away, her whole body was numb, and the strong stimulation made her breathe rapidly.
The strange idea of looking into the consciousness of Sera and Lu Yu had already appeared in her mind.
The moment the thought touched the two of them, her eyes became clear.
Having such a terrible thought about the person who loved her most... The guilt made her sweat profusely. She felt guilty and listened to Lu Yu and Sera checking Fitznold's body and chatting with each other, subconsciously hearing voices.
I feel uncomfortable discussing myself.
"Lulu?"
"Lulu?"
The mini Lulu in the chat room has a hand on each shoulder.
After Lulu came back to her senses, she saw both of them looking at her suspiciously, and she suddenly became excited.
"What, what's wrong?"
Lu Yu pointed at Fitznold, who was already in a vegetative state: "Sela thinks that if you cooperate with her, you can make him 'alive'."
"Do you want to... use it as a puppet control to lead us closer to the transmission channel?"
"A doll with the breath of life." Serra said, "I haven't tried it yet."
With the cooperation of Lulu and Sera, the fragments of consciousness destroyed by No. 1 began to be pieced together like a puzzle, but this time, there was no need to care about whether it was complete or not.
Sera's healing magic eliminated most of the scars left by the nightmare, and then she turned her gaze to the head maid with a peaceful face not far away.
Under Serra's control, Fitznold's comatose maid woke up, stared at the floating black ball, and the messy room, and immediately wanted to scream.
"Shut up!"
Fitznold's deep voice made the head maid cover her mouth quickly.
"Master?" She gingerly glanced at the steaming coal briquettes from the corner of her eye.
"You don't need to know, don't ask."
"Shut your mouth."
Although she didn't know why her master was stuck in speaking, out of awe, she didn't dare to say anything and lowered her head deeply.
"You don't see anyone here, do you understand?"
The head maid nodded repeatedly, and then left the cold room under Fitznold's cold gaze.
"Zhuoyan, what do you think?"
Zhuo Yan hesitated and said: "The voice is indeed a bit stiff, and the face is also dull..."
"In this case, let's announce that Fitznold is ill." Lu Yu said, "This can explain the changes in voice and speaking rhythm."
It was better to resolve the portal sooner rather than later. Without any delay, San Meiqiu wrapped himself in a robe, got into the Fitznold family's carriage, and arrived overnight at the habitat of the Languang Elf where the hidden portal was located.
Since it was wartime, the patrols along the way were strict, and the guards of the Darth Milo tribe stopped the carriage several times. However, after seeing the council sign provided by Fitznold and Fitznold's face,
Everyone waved their hands to let him go in fear, even the Inspection Tribunal, which the people were shocked by, did the same.
The Languang clan lived in a dense forest next to the lake. The unobstructed journey ended outside the dense forest. The person who took over Darth Milo's defense was an Oranen man wearing dark purple magic-suppressing armor.
"Chancellor Fitznold?" The Oroun guard who was inspecting the carriage sounded a little confused. After checking that the sign was correct, he asked, "Why did you visit late at night?"
Fitznold coughed twice and then spoke slowly: "Of course I have something to do. I want to see you, Languang Elf."
Seeing that there were two other people sitting in the luxuriously decorated carriage, the Oruan guard asked: "What about them?"
"My attendant."
After examining it for a while, the curtains of the carriage were closed again, and the carriage began to move slowly again.
This inspection lasted for four rounds, and in the distance the tree house where the Languang elves released the blurry green light came into view.
"You want to see the Languang clan leader?"
After Fitznold answered mechanically, the guard did not let him go immediately. Instead, he lowered his voice and whispered something to his companion beside him.
The voice was very soft, and the power of demon suppression was used, so Sanmei Qiu couldn't hear it clearly.
"Please get off the bus here and follow me."
Lu Yu vaguely sensed something, and told Lulu and Sera not to act rashly, but to follow each other's instructions.
After passing through a towering tree house, the guard led Fitznold into a brightly lit hall. A white-haired forest elf and a woman who was toasting a cup of tea looked at both.
Fitznold.
The style of armor worn by the tea-drinking woman is obviously different from that of ordinary Oroen mages.
This is a legion commander!
"Fitznold, what is it that makes you have to visit our Languang at this time?" The leader of the Languang clan looked at the dull-looking Fitznold with confusion on his face.
Sanmeiqiu's eyes and perceptions did not leave the legion commander. She had put down her tea cup and looked at Fitznold with cold and arrogant eyes. As time went by, there was obviously more confusion in her eyes.
In an instant, the legion commander raised his brows and looked solemn.
Lu Yu, who caught this signal, no longer hesitated: "Zhuo Yan, follow me closely!"
Lulu's ninth-level fireball technique, which she had never been satisfied with, was satisfied here. The magic power gathered in an instant made the hall "blooming", and the ninth-level fireball was a guest in the main hall where Languang Clan Chief met!
The scorching air waves overturned the tree house and caused the tree roots to burn.
The heavy fireball did not explode violently, but restrained itself, falling to the ground and melting through the towering trees bit by bit.
People on the ground didn't know what happened. They only saw raging fires, broken ancient tree branches and vines falling after violent burning. The wind helped the fire, and in an instant, several high-altitude tree houses were connected to each other through vine-like bridges.
They were also ignited one after another, and then...in their field of vision, the sun fell.
Thick smoke was billowing, and the three briquettes relied on their natural camouflage to easily escape the legion commander's sight and perception, and broke out of the fog.
"Zhuoyan, have you been to the medicine garden?"
Zhuo Yan immediately recognized the direction and shouted: "This direction."
Lu Yu left with his front foot, and in the thick smoke of the sea of fire, legion commander Frasoliya appeared together with her bodyguards.
"My lord, what happened?" Her adjutant was still dazed at this time. "Isn't Fitznold your suitor? Why did you suddenly rebel?"
"I don't know, but my gut tells me...that's not Fitznold."
Frasoleya was actually just wondering that Fitznold did not show the same hypocritical smile and hospitality as before when he saw her. However, Lu Yu did not dare to underestimate a legion commander who was as famous as Oka, so he took the lead.
Self-explosion.
"In this direction... his target is the teleportation channel." Frasoleya had just recovered from the shock, but she was immediately shocked again, "Send the signal, suppress the magicians to assemble!"
The appearance of Lu Yu woke up all the suppressing magicians. They saw the coal briquettes that suddenly broke into their field of vision and activated all the magic circles arranged around the passage.
This land that has been transformed by demon-suppressing plants will soon spew out powerful demon-suppressing power that can annihilate high-level magicians.
"Activate it, why can't it be activated? Magic circle, activate it!"
The suppressing magician who controlled the magic circle shouted loudly, but there was no movement from the suppressing magic circle.
When the three briquettes floated past the frustrated magician, Sera did not forget to joke: "It's very average. I suggest you rebuild the magic circle."
Hundreds of Oron's elite locked on the three briquettes and the turbid nightmare, stabbing down the demon like a sharp cone chiselled out of stone.
The Three Coal Balls wrapped its tentacles around the Turbid Nightmare and became its external armor. This strange gesture stunned the Oruan people - they needed to understand the current situation... What happened?
The withered potions all over the place overlapped with the images in Fitznold's memory, and the towers and fortresses under construction directly revealed to Lu Yu the location of the passage.
The warm yellow glow of the yellow man shone on the earth, and Lu Yu subconsciously sensed to the rear that an orange giant hammer was falling with a crash, hitting Zhuo Meng straight.
Sanmeiqiu let go of Zhuomeng and hit the giant hammer with his body.
The fierce conflict between demon suppression and magic power caused bursts of explosions and invisible ripples rippling in all directions. The shock wave caused by the collision overturned all the Oroun mages near Sanmei Ball, causing their armor to shatter inch by inch.
"So that's it..." Frasoleya looked at the abandoned Fitznold, feeling the gradually losing breath of life, and suddenly realized, "A necromancer... actually manipulated a dying body to try to fool me.
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"Who do you serve? Why do you want to destroy Oroun's transmission channel?"
Oraun has won the support of almost all the emerging forces in Mera. These factions, which are frustrated under the four-power system and have difficulty overthrowing the old order, have placed their bets on Oraun. This is also the reason why Codzoun and Sligo
The main reason for the fall of some areas - local forces are really eager for a reshuffle.
Necromancers are also a key target for Oroun to fight for. Except for [Return to Reason], who initially believed that Sarah would eventually return, the other scattered necromancer schools all stood on Oroun's side and were mainstreamed by Mera
How can they serve the four major countries if they are marginalized?
Frasoleya didn't understand, she was full of fear of this fog - it was not surprising to manipulate a corpse, but it was not easy to manipulate a dying person who still had the breath of life.
Is this already infinitely close to the art of spiritual body manipulation?
Or, this is it?
As soon as she thought of this, Frasoleya's heart became hot.
Isn't the change of spirit body one of the "solutions" that Erouen is seeking for?
From the intruders being killed to being captured alive, the mentality changes in just a thought.
However, Lu Yu didn't intend to waste any time, and activated his tentacles to roll up the corpses of Oroen soldiers on the ground. He accelerated regardless, and together with Zhuo Xiang passed through the blockade of the demon-suppressing power, heading towards the transmission channel.
"The power of suppressing demons, block him!"
Frasoleya saw the incredible speed of Sanmei Qiu, and subconsciously thought that the demon suppression cover was not in place. However, after applying the pressure personally, she was shocked to find that Sanmei Qiu's body seemed to be wrapped in an indescribable layer of power, and thousands of people were surrounded by it.
Suppress the demon and block it out.
"This is a reinforced transmission channel. You can't destroy it, unless you want to enter it, ignite all your magic power, and self-destruct!" Frasoleya quickly caught up with the three coal balls and shouted, "Necromancer, we
We can talk about it... Oroun can give you more than Mera!"
Frasoleya didn't want to give up the glimmer of hope she had glimpsed.
That may be the dawn of the end of Oraun's thousand-year suffering, and also the hope to stop Oraun's runaway carriage!
"Who told you that you have to enter it to destroy the passage?"
"Trying to leverage the level of ritual magic with the power of an individual, the magic power as vast as the sea, is nonsense!"
"Why do you think I want to use magic to destroy the passage?"
Frasoleya subconsciously looked at the corpse of Mage Oroun, which was connected together by three coal balls with incredible power. The armor on their bodies was still shining slightly.
"You..." Frasolaya realized something and rushed forward desperately.
However, the three coal balls laughed in unison, levitating dozens of corpses into the air, and threw them towards the completely transparent and imperceptible "curtain" not far away.
Ripples appeared.
The power of suppressing demons bursts into bloom in the channel composed of pure magic power.
The space was distorted visibly to the naked eye, and the scene around the passage was fragmented in everyone's field of vision.