As York and the Scarlet Mage were talking, Aglan seemed a little anxious. He was worried that the task assigned by Rhodes would not be completed on time. He then looked at the legion members behind him and was about to give an order, but was interrupted by the Scarlet Mage.
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"Wait, let me deal with this hero."
Hearing this, Aglan felt a little impatient: "If you delay the master's business, you should be careful."
"Master, I will explain it myself." The Scarlet Mage shook his head, and then looked at the hero York, with a hint of understanding in his eyes.
"The other part of your bloodline is very similar to the previous barbaric creatures. That is to say, in addition to the bloodline of elemental creatures, you also have barbarian bloodline. This is a rare sight. Logically speaking, someone like you
It is impossible for living things to be born. It is impossible for two completely different bloodlines to merge."
The Scarlet Mage looked at the hero in front of him with a look of interest in his eyes. He had been imprisoned for countless years and had never seen a person like York before.
"If I had a choice, I would rather not have the bloodline of gods and monsters. It has brought me ridicule." The Scarlet Mage's words seemed to bring back some of York's memories, and he took a deep breath.
"Bloodline gives you power that far exceeds that of other creatures, and you naturally have to bear all the burdens. Maybe some mages will laugh at you because of your impure bloodline, but so what? In the past, I was also criticized for practicing exotic water magic.
I was laughed at, but I used my own power to make those mages unable to speak. I am extremely proud of my identity as a mage."
The Scarlet Mage said loudly. He looked at York as if he was seeing his former self.
Just when the Scarlet Mage was talking, York seemed to have discovered something. A bone-chilling chill hit him from behind. York turned around and saw that the blood he had been dripping all the way floated at this moment, forming one after another in the air.
Bloody ice crystals caused the temperature of the entire passage to drop rapidly.
"I have completed the analysis of the bloodline in your body. It is time to bestow upon you the glory of the master."
Soon, the low words of the Scarlet Mage came to his ears. York's expression condensed. He just wanted to run away to the side, but he felt that he could not move. His whole body seemed to be frozen, and a wave of energy emanated from his mouth.
Feeling cold.
At this moment, York couldn't help but recall the hero Badu who died in front of him. Now, he finally understood what Badu went through before he died.
The blood in his body, under the control of the Scarlet Mage, condenses directly into blood-colored ice crystals, which can directly take away his life without giving him any chance to resist.
Before that, because the blood in York's body was composed of two completely different types, the Scarlet Mage's spells failed to take effect on him. However, after a thorough analysis by the Scarlet Mage, he understood all the differences in the blood, and
York cannot escape this spell.
A bone-chilling chill spread deeply through York's bone marrow, his blood froze, and even his mana could not be mobilized. He could only watch all this happen.
Before his eyes closed, York had no regrets in his heart. He had upheld his oath and would never cast spells again.
"Bring him back to his master."
Looking at the motionless hero York, who looked completely lifeless, the Scarlet Mage said slowly.
Until the end, he was unable to see the hero's specialties. As he said, that hero did not want to have anything to do with the mage.
The Scarlet Mage stared at York, who was exuding a deep chill, and let out a deep sigh, not knowing what he was thinking.
Beside him, a group of legion members looked at him with awe. They saw the death of the hero in their eyes. It was a method they could not understand. Even the big devil could not use this trick at all. I have no choice but to watch all this happen.
What frightens these big demons is that if the Scarlet Mage intends to attack them, they have no way to resist. They can only kill the Scarlet Mage before the spell takes effect.
On the side, Agran took a deep look at the Scarlet Mage. In a one-on-one duel, the ability of the great demon would often be inferior to that of the legendary mage. But in front of a top mage like the Scarlet Mage, who has his own unique methods, even if a group of great demons came to Devil, the result is not much better.
At this moment, looking at the Scarlet Mage, Aglan was most worried about his own status.
As the undead legion grows, powerful creatures with unique abilities join it one by one. Aglan has already lived up to its original status. In terms of strength, there are many brave and capable demons in the legion such as Karl and Vios. Above Gran, speaking of loyalty, with the blessing of the Dark Holy Word and the Realm of Death, every member of the legion is loyal to Rhodes.
In this case, Aglan was able to lead the other demons not because he was extraordinary, like Commander Farese, or because he had made outstanding achievements, like the Death Knight Vigilante. Ranaban, just because he has followed Rhodes for a longer time, and he is the first member of the legion.
At this moment, Aglan couldn't help but feel a little worried in his heart. The power of the Scarlet Mage was obviously a level higher than that of ordinary great demons. Only the most elite beings could compete with him. He would definitely change the situation within the legion. situation.
After thinking about it in his mind, Aglan remained calm on the surface and gave orders to the other demons: "Have you forgotten the master's order? Bring that hero back quickly!"
Hearing this, a big demon in the team immediately took the order, moved York's cold body to the middle of the team, and then put his hands on the ground. Soon, the flames completely enveloped the surrounding big demons, and the rest of the legion members , also shuttled away in the flames.
"Master, we have completed the mission. This is the body of the hero...I mean him."
Aglan, who had just returned to the depths of the prison, had not finished reporting to Rhodes when he saw York, who was lifeless and cold, slowly moving his arms at this moment.
Under the influence of the death realm, the hero stood up again and looked around with some doubts. There was a little confusion in his eyes, as if he didn't understand what happened and how he regained consciousness.
"Hero York..." Rhodes seemed to have thought of something. He took a deep look at the blue-skinned hero, and then turned his attention to the returning legion members.