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Chapter 886 Death of Lord

The relevant information about this copy appeared in Aiwass' mind.

This dungeon is called [Ancient Ruins of the Blood Altar]. It is not a mainline dungeon, but a fast-brushing dungeon that stably produces fixed graduation equipment - it is a copy of the Fallen Division version, and what it produces is the priest who graduated in version 50.

The last piece of clothing.

After the arrival of the Fallen Heavenly Division, the mana of the earth's veins in many places in Star Antimony went out of control. As a result, a series of earthquakes were triggered, which once again opened a gap in many underground ruins, allowing the prophets to determine the specific location. This also created many artifacts from the past.

"Ancient Ruins" and "Ancient Ruins" are copies of the suffix names.

After entering this dungeon, after fighting a round of mobs, you will become the BOSS directly. There is no "oldest" or "secondary" boss in the early stages who come to deliver food one after another, but a typical "one way" dungeon - the entire

There is only one line in the dungeon, and you have to rush all the way to the end to reach the final BOSS. You don't even need to stop and go to fight the mobs in front of you. Instead, you can drive the train directly to the door of the final BOSS room and deal with them in a wave.

Because of this, there are quite a lot of quick videos of this dungeon. Because driving a train attracts a lot of monsters, and watching the densely packed screen of health bars being cleared at the last door is quite a decompressing process... There is a kind of cow repair.

The feeling of hooves or carpet washing. So much so that Aiwass recognized which copy it was the moment he saw the blood pool.

"Why don't you speak, intruder?"

The middle-aged black-haired Moon Son dressed as an aristocrat said seriously: "Did you kill my guard?

"Do you know..."

As he spoke, his hands that were always behind his back, like a leader inspecting, naturally stretched out.

They instantly accumulated strong blood energy, and then turned into crackling white lightning in the blink of an eye, turning Aiwass dressed as a bishop into ashes!

However, that "Aiwas" was just shattered like a phantom, and Cardinal Galatea beside him also disappeared in the crackling light and shaking.

That was not the effect of [Summoning: Mirror of Nightmare], but just an illusion arranged by Cardinal Galatea.

High-level magic does not require prayer to take effect, so Cardinal Galatea had already hidden herself and Aiwass before the other party turned around, and the directions the other party saw were all wrong.

——Are you pretending to be your mother and quietly reading the message as if I can’t see you?

Hiding behind the mirror curtain arranged by Cardinal Galatea, Aiwass looked at him and sneered.

Oh, most people may not be able to see it.

While pretending to speak, he secretly prepared the spell.

A direct sneak attack at the moment when the opponent is about to answer... This is something that only blood mages and blood lords who cast spells without chanting, casting materials, and do not display runic arrays or elemental fluctuations can do it.

"To deal with you, it would be more appropriate to use this card..."

The book of law appeared in Aiwass's hand, and at the same time, a crimson card appeared in front of him, and then burned to ashes.

"...Is it an illusion?"

The man frowned and looked around, but found that he could no longer see the intruder.

He walked to the door, but found that there was no sign that the door had been opened.

"——Lord Lester, what's the matter?"

The guard's voice came from outside the door.

"Is anyone coming in here?"

The son of the moon, known as Lester, frowned and asked.

"No, my lord!"

The guard's voice was quite confident: "We are guarding here, no one can pass through here!"

"...Okay, continue to be vigilant, gentlemen."

"As you command, my lord."

The guard responded, and then the sound of steel clashing disappeared along with the sound of footsteps.

Lester frowned.

The two intruders who suddenly appeared disappeared before they knew it - as if they had never appeared.

He knew he was hallucinating, but for a moment he didn't know which side was real.

If someone is invisible or uses illusions to hide here, he must use a range of spells to dig out every inch of the ground, otherwise he will be unable to fight back once the ritual begins; but now he is at the critical moment of the ritual,

If this were the case, his ritual formation would be destroyed.

If so, it will take him several more years to prepare for this sacred ceremony...

"...Those two people... don't feel like they are fake. But they don't seem to have spoken."

Lord Leicester whispered to himself, stretched out his hand and tightened the black cross hanging around his neck - it was the [Light of Herasl], with the words "007" engraved on it. This is the Herasl Empire

The highest honor presented to "individuals who are not nobles but have made outstanding contributions to the empire", which also means that they who are civilians are awarded titles.

This is the honor that Lord Leicester values ​​most and is the most inalienable part of all his wealth.

He had made up his mind to take it into the coffin and complete the transformation. But now when he felt uneasy and hesitant, he subconsciously held it.

——The price of terminating the ritual was too high, but it was entirely possible that everything he saw was an illusion thrown by someone to disrupt his ritual. So he just walked around, unable to make up his mind.

But at this moment, Aiwass had prepared everything.

Leah, wearing a black and red robe with four butterfly wings behind her, has fully appeared!

"Leah!"

Aiwass did not wait, but immediately ordered: "Guide the flame stream!"

Leah raised her hands high, and the golden-red flames gathered into a beam in an instant, striking towards the back of Lord Leicester!

"The little thief who hides his head and shows his tail! I knew it!"

But Lord Leicester just roared and turned around in an instant! He was already prepared for a sneak attack, and an extremely brilliant blue glow suddenly burst out from his scarlet pupils - his pale skin instantly

It became extremely cold, and large areas of blue-purple lines appeared. An extremely cold shell condensed from the surface of his body, and it actually withstood the flame bombardment of the Flame-Contrary Butterfly, leaving him unable to do anything.

No attack at all!

He exhaled a breath of cold air angrily, which actually blew away some of the flames.

"The price for interrupting my sacred ritual!"

As he spoke, the teeth and tongue in his mouth began to freeze rapidly, so his speech gradually became blurred: "You will pay for it!"

"How rude."

Aiwass's voice sounded leisurely, accompanied by sarcasm: "I am saving you."

His body still did not appear, and the voice was placed in another place by Cardinal Galatea.

Lord Leicester turned back instantly and stared at the area.

His pupils suddenly became bright.

In the blink of an eye, the air in the entire area over there was instantly frozen and liquefied - the white cold air roared out like thousands of white feathers, causing the blood pool to freeze and the iron pillars to be covered with frost. The dying sacrifices who were tied to the pillars

They were all frozen into twisted corpses in the cold air.

But he was unable to capture the specific location of Aiwass, and the gradually rising flames could no longer be ignored.

He exhaled angrily and clenched his fists.

As countless ice picks like bone spurs pierced the skin inside his body and came out of the body, his skin became closer and closer to a bluish color - and the cold air leaching out of his body became even colder.

The pure water condensed from the void and turned into gradually thickening ice walls. The [Guiding Flame Stream] reached its complete body after a brief three-second warm-up.

The original golden red color became brighter and turned into a white gold color as blazing as the sun.

The flames burned through the air, causing bursts of white shock waves visible to the naked eye, roaring into the storm.

The cold air and the hot air clashed fiercely in the room, but the other party did not flinch when facing the high-level phantom Demon Flame Butterfly - the ice wall continued to thicken, and the entire room began to be covered with frost.

When guiding the flame stream, it actually showed half a victory potential!

This is exactly the unique fighting method of [Filthy Blood Angel] in this dungeon!

In addition to the flexible blood magic, he also mastered the extremely exquisite method of controlling ice - a skill that is theoretically impossible for the Son of the Moon to master. After all, the art of winter itself is the nemesis of the Son of the Moon's immortality, and will never die.

It is even more impossible for the young Moon Child to set foot on the road of dusk.

The reason is also very simple...

Because Lord Leicester stored a sapphire with infinite power that he accidentally discovered in his body.

He didn't know what that gem meant, but as long as he touched it, he would gain infinite power.

In order to prevent it from being stolen or destroyed, he directly stored the gem in his body!

Although the conflict of forces will make him suffer like the shellfish that gives birth to pearls...

However, pain is pain, strength is real!

He stretched out his hand, aimed at the Flame-Contrary Butterfly and clenched it tightly!

Countless transparent ice blades emerged from all directions and stabbed at the Flame-Contrary Butterfly in the middle!

The Paraflame Butterfly immediately entered a defensive posture, but this was meaningless to the Moon Child, who was perfectly suited to attack its weak points.

She was immediately severely injured and fell to the ground screaming.

Immediately afterwards, Lester clasped his hands together.

Two ice walls emerged from both sides and were clamped instantly! Immediately afterwards, countless ice covered them and froze into an iceberg.

That is the ultimate ice that even a fifth-level transcendent cannot melt!

Lester breathed a sigh of relief.

But he was still vigilant and suddenly burst into a burst of frost nova - the roaring cold air spread in all directions, and the power of Tiansi level destroyed everything. The iron pillars were torn and collapsed, the corpses were turned into powder in an instant, and the ground was all

Frozen and shattered.

But he felt like he hadn't hit anything.

Confirmed, those two people have left. In other words, they never existed from the beginning... All that exists is this unknown phantom in the shape of a butterfly.

"Such a powerful phantom blood..."

Lester looked greedily at the Flame Butterfly frozen in the iceberg: "Such hot blood... must be able to relieve my pain..."

The layer of ice on his body that could protect him from almost all harm dissipated silently.

This power from the mysterious gem allows him to enter a truly invincible state at any time. But it also makes him suffer endlessly - the kind of severe pain that feels like the skin is cracked by frost, which can make ordinary people numb in an instant.

, the blood coagulates. But only the Son of the Moon can always keep the skin and blood active... so he has to always feel the pain of being frozen.

After the battle was over, he couldn't wait to release the protection.

But at this moment, the feeling of being cut on the neck suddenly came.

Lord Leicester felt his vision suddenly fly——

And his body was frozen into ice.

The last thing that appeared in the field of vision was a sickle.

That is - the death of silence.

(End of chapter)


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