Chapter 602: The Final Doll, the Demon Kings Summoning Ceremony!
The sky is extremely dark, under the dark curtain,
The first night of the polar night.
Somewhere on the ice sheet far away from the pole, the entire sky is covered with brilliant stars, the vast expanse of the polar region is as far as the eye can see, and under the starlight,
The majestic and the unknown collided violently, creating a frenzy!
The cold iceberg came to life and became a majestic behemoth, shaking the air with every move.
It constantly covered everything around it with ice, so that the ice field that had endured the extremely magnificent battle not only did not break, but became more solid and thick.
The battlefield that was gradually frozen over completely evolved into a world of ice and snow!
There is no longer a space suitable for any living thing to stay and survive. In the absolute low temperature that is enough to freeze ordinary people into powder and ice chips, any attack methods will be greatly reduced.
Logically speaking, there shouldn't be anything that can resist a member of the Rogue Song from the ancient camp in this environment.
NO.V-The guard of the Siberian Labyrinth under the Duke of Winter. He has the ability to turn the surrounding area into an extremely cold hell and an extremely huge body. This giant ice prison beast is unmatched and has the advantage of being crushed.
However, at this moment, contrary to the majestic ice-white beast, the twisted and ominous blackness spreads a horror that cannot be defined by "things" at all.
And their owners also come from that ancient camp!
The immortal black body is made of unknown things, splitting, eroding, slowing, hiding, exploding... all kinds of twisted and crazy abilities,
Holding a staff made of crystal clear ice, he stood on top of the largest ice beast whose true body was hidden among the intertwined ice wings.
Astefia looked at the battlefield with eyes like ice, while simultaneously driving the participants as media and the terrifying ‘dolls’ created through them,
Standing in the distance was a figure wearing a black cloth cloak covering one side of his body.
The only being in the world of night battles who can suppress his own abilities head-on in the same way. The terrifying legend spread in the world of night battles...
Wanderer's Song NO.III-Puppet Witch!
Behind her stood the most powerful of all the dark monsters, holding a huge death scythe, and skeletal chains sweeping around the 'arrogant' who was as dark and forbidding as the god of death...
There was a look in Frost's eyes. Astefia looked at the witch's figure and felt a trace of magic energy flashing across her body.
came back?
With cold eyes, she looked at the mediums that were squeezing the same thing as dead. The witch who clearly did not need to use her own magic power inexplicably gave away part of her power.
Astefia had to be vigilant about it.
The woman with a mysterious smile under the black cloth hood is almost weird and crazy. Faced with her who has lived for an unknown number of years, no one can ignore the question of how many mysterious methods she has.
"No matter how I think about it, I am surprised that you would be involved in this incident,"
Putting aside the observation of the slightly suppressed battlefield, I glanced at the glimmer of energy that was shining at the North Pole and was reaching here.
Astefia looked at the mysterious dark figure of the witch on a battlefield separated from her, and a tit-for-tat meaningful smile appeared on her ice-white face:
"Why...are you also interested in Night Angel's abilities?"
Independently on the battlefield anywhere in the Arctic Circle, there is also a woman whose existence is beyond imagination, and she is also an ancient existence from the top A level of the Wanderer's Song camp.
Behind the battle between the majestic ice beast and the jet-black doll, there are two female figures in jet black and ice-white confronting each other. It is an incredible sight.
"No..."
The pale and voluptuous face under the black cloth hood had a happy smile that I don't know how to describe, and the dreamy tone was in a trance,
The burning halo in the violet eyes covered the fiery madness.
"I just help my doll realize its wish."
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Drip... drip... drip...
The sound of technology sounded accurately and crisply in the machinery, and the light blue light flashed continuously on the streamlined slide rails.
In the overall sci-fi ice blue room, the dark figure's breathing slowly calmed down, and the fingers holding the silver dragon's spine finally recovered some strength from the severe pain.
The card with the jet-black cloak on it condenses in the groove of the dragon's spine!
Darkness once again boiled around him like a sea of ice, and his fallen body was reborn again!
The body was covered in darkness. With the help of the power of the [Shadow Card], he forcibly controlled the body and slowly supported it. Fangran looked at the room he was in.
A fully enclosed black metal box over ten meters long, complex and sophisticated cables, and empty chairs in front of the curved projection screen.
Apart from various technological artifacts, there was nothing else in the room. Under the cold sea water that was unknown how many meters deep, there was a lonely feeling of being alone all the time.
Ling is just a person, staying here all the time...?
The moment he thought of this idea, his black eyes were sad and he took a deep breath.
He took off his expensive coat, which had been damaged a lot, and put on the night windbreaker that Su Qun gave him. He looked at the golden badge inlaid with deep rubies on his palm.
He tightened his grip and walked towards the only exit of the room.
There was no artificial intelligence to stop him. The moment the door opened to both sides, a scene that should be said to be unbelievable or expected unfolded in front of him.
In the closed cylindrical liquid tank, in the light blue liquid, there is a breathing device connected to the person sleeping quietly...
She is a young girl wearing only a white dress exactly the same as she was a hundred years ago.
Seeing her ankle-length light blond hair floating in the bluish liquid, her black eyes trembling unsteadily and her eyes red, under the control of [Shadow Card], Ran walked into the closed glass wall with somewhat unsteady steps.
Foreign cities, small towns, pastures and wheat fields, traveling carriages...the girl who is connected to all these memories is sleeping peacefully in front of her,
It was as if nothing had happened to her in the past hundred years.
The slight reflection on the glass wall reflected Fangran's face as he looked at her with dark eyes. The sun and moon in the array on the back of the magic book lit up at the same time. The moment the pages of the book were opened,
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Touching the cold glass, his words as light as breathing were hoarse, firm, relieved, nostalgic, and the corners of his eyes were red with tears.
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"Ling..."
The end of his soft smile in the bluish mirror seemed to be blown away by the wind, starting from the swaying hem of his clothes. The young man's dark figure disappeared from under the ice sea.
The newly awakened card in the space of separation and union fell to the ground and bounced up, and a connected red line loop appeared on the blank card surface.
【THE LOOP】
Symbol: connection, opportunity to reach the next level....
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"desire?"
For those poor people whom you use as a medium to live a life worse than death?
Listening to the figure who made her wary smile and speak with unclear meaning, Astefia frowned and could not understand the meaning of her words.
I thought that just like the rumors, this figure was indeed paranoid and crazy.
"That's right..."
The witch lowered her head, and the black cloth hood covered the expression on her face, leaving only the mysterious and coquettish arc.
Then she raised her head suddenly, the black cloth was lifted by the sea breeze, her eyes were filled with a burning violet halo, and heat and madness overflowed from her smile!
Raising her arm, a huge black crystal wand appeared in the witch's hand!
The scythe of death slashed away ice marks that splashed the sea water, and the chains on the tall and arrogant body rattled and screamed with orders!
The greed of the dress, the rage of the three heads, the wailing sloth, the hordes of lust and the grinning and crazy jealousy, all the ‘dolls’ of the witch have all disappeared!
Once again, I held the craziest and most powerful black crystal wand in that era, and the moment the wand tail struck the ice field!
A magic array that covered hundreds of meters of surrounding ice but was accurate to centimeters suddenly spread, and the terrifying magic energy accumulated by the extraordinary power was unreservedly displayed in this world!
Complex and intertwined, nested and overlapping patterns gradually grow,
The taboo lines on the 'seven' vertices trembled the entire thick ice field, and twisted and evil spells filled the gaps.
The exchange and arrangement of elemental magic energy and the huge amount of calculation can overwhelm the brain of a normal person. Standing in the center, the coquettish and crazy smiling face is illuminated by the radiance of the magic circle.
In the already taboo black magic, the most untouchable and indescribable power is activated by the witch!
"What do you want to do!?"
The icy hair was stirred up by the magic waves that could be felt from this distance. Astefia frowned and looked solemnly at the sight beyond her imagination and lowered her voice,
That beautiful and magnificent magic circle is clearly the most evil and ominous sacrifice summons in black magic!
As the number and power of the sacrifices increases, no one knows what horrific rituals have been summoned!
What made her eyes narrow and slightly widen even more was that someone slowly emerged from the array pattern and appeared in the empty spots for the seven sacrifices at the top...
They are those incredible dark monsters that are already powerful!
Holding a cold table knife between his fingers, 'Greed' wears a clown-like tuxedo in dark tones and wears a strange smiling mask.
Like giant dogs guarding hell, the three heads kept suppressing their roars and the 'wrath' of black and purple flames in their mouths.
Without legs, only a vague human shape can be seen, a 'Sloth' that is constantly wailing and roaring like dark mud.
Flapping their wings, their beautiful bodies were half rotten, and they gathered in groups to eat each other’s ‘lust’,
The armor is like a seal, and the twisted black and purple flames inside are like a fire demon, grinning ferociously and constantly 'jealousy',
Holding a huge and terrifying scythe, the skeleton chain is darkly covered with the 'arrogance' of the god of death!
One after another, sacrifices were offered to the 'altar', holding the black crystal wand high, and there was an empty corner in front of the witch.
The first and last ‘doll’ was summoned by her!
"Want...to eat...!!!!"
A voice as vague and empty as an abyss, what roared out from the top of the sacrifice in the last corner was,
'Gluttony' has blood-red eyes and a weird smile on his monotonous body!
Just like opening the door to the abyss under the ground, the moment the sacrifices at the seven apexes of the giant summoning circle were gathered, all the originally dark and complex, magnificent and majestic magic array patterns and incantations all lit up.
All the magic energy of the Seven Sins Doll at the top is connected to the core in the center!
At the moment when an unknown, strange deep purple light emerged from the cracks in the ice field, a mask with a broken corner of the black rose appeared in the hand as the medium of summons.
A huge ceremony nearly a kilometer away, extremely rich purple light seeping out from the ice field formations, the witch holding a black crystal wand stood in the center of the giant magic circle,
Looking at the floating mask, the smile on his face exudes abnormal and feverish joy!
"Come on, come on, come out!"
The formation pattern that has reached its limit has caused the ice sheet to start shaking, and the moment the forbidden summoning array sounds like the witch's crazy chuckle,
Open the door to what it summons in the real world!
"My favorite doll!!!"
"Stop her!!"
At the moment when she felt some kind of crisis and terror, Astefia coldly ordered five huge ice beasts on the ice field.
In order to interrupt the witch's summoning ritual, a roaring trample charge across the ice field!
It was as if five icebergs were about to topple over, but the witch turned a blind eye to it.
At the same time, the passage to the dark world of the battlefield above the pole was cut off, and the moment the slender figure was peeled off from the magnificent mecha suspended in the air,
With anxiety exploding in her heart, Trinity was about to reach out her hand and activate her ability to rush towards the snatched figure.
The light and shadow in mid-air at the extreme point unexpectedly raised his gaze.
Then the light of the summoning circle rushed into the night sky, and huge magic energy like a volcanic eruption appeared in the North Pole!
Boom boom boom boom!!!!!
After the earthquake shook the mountains deafeningly, countless waves of white mist exploded on the ice sheet. At that moment when all five majestic ice beasts were shaken away by the spreading wall of light,
Astefia looked at the core of the summoning array in disbelief,
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! What was summoned by the witch with its incredible scale and those powerful and terrifying dark monsters as sacrifices was not a more terrifying and huge strange creature.
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It was a dark figure holding a silver-white sword, wearing a pure dark cloak with dark gold patterns.
The witch was wrapped around his shoulders and held in his arms. She leaned against the figure's chest without being affected at all. The broken hem of her clothes was filled with burning ashes that were constantly being generated.
Under the black hair scattered in the ice wind, a corner of the black rose was broken, and there were dark and boiling quiet eyes!
Connecting the seven magical energy links to the immortal 'doll' brings a sense of liberation in using the ability without any burden.
The core in the Silver Broken Dragon Fang is surging under the 'infinite' power,
Without the cost of freely squandering magical energy, the night of Anjou's scene reappeared again,
On the ice sea in the far north of the world, the ‘Devil King’ descended on this battlefield.
Stretching out her pale arms to wrap around the shoulders of her doll, her enchanting body pressed against his chest without reservation. The dark young man lowered his head and looked at her as she stroked the exposed crow feathers at the corners of his eyes.
They could feel their heartbeats in unison from her chest.
The ice beast roared and charged again, crushing the thick ice sheet with the power of extreme cold hell, and throwing rocks half the size of an iceberg.
The dark figure raised the magnificent long sword in his right hand and crossed it over his shoulder,
"You can always live in the sunny world you like, and you can never have to worry about the problems you don't want to face..."
The silver-white sword blade broke, and the dragon spine of the ferocious chain blade was released with a clanging sound.
The only card that was also the first card he awakened trembled crazily in the groove and emitted brilliance, spraying bright light chips that filled the entire sword body!
"But if you want to take a step forward and get in touch with the world of night fighting..."
The moment the black rose mask slowly recovered under the caress of a loved one, the witch with an unknown black cloth in her arms was just like what was described on the ancient parchment, softly whispering illusive words,
"Then go and tell them that you have been born out of nowhere."
Being charmed and infected by the enthusiasm in the violet halo of those eyes, the moment the sword swept across,
All the huge ice beasts collapsed, and the debris on the ice field was annihilated in the rolling and spreading sword marks.