Journey to the Wizarding World

Chapter 513
"Hmph! Frosley!"

Standing in the swamp, facing the questioning of countless innocent souls around him, a sneer appeared on Closnow's face, and he said in disdain.

"With such means, it's like dealing with me, Frosley, are you too arrogant?"

After all, Klosnow roared angrily.

The surrounding illusions instantly shattered, and the spiritual power of a third-level lich was enough to get rid of the illusion. Seeing the unjust souls in the swamp turn into bubbles and shatter, a smile appeared on Closno's face, but it stopped abruptly the next moment.

The illusion has disappeared, but a light beam of energy has pierced his shoulder.

"Of course illusions can't deal with you."

Not far away, Flossley said softly, "But it should be enough to delay the time?"

"Humph!"

Klosnow snorted coldly, as if a trace of anger flashed in his blue flame-like eyes.

Suddenly, his mental strength stabbed.

Klosnow turned his head sharply, but saw that in the area not far away, the Purgatory Bone Dragon was making a mournful cry, and the burning soul fire in its huge head was constantly turning into illusion.

In a moment, the fire of the bone dragon was extinguished.

The flame that symbolized the soul was extinguished, and there was a sharp pain in Klosno's spiritual sea, which represented that the Purgatory Bone Dragon had completely fallen.

"Mitchell!!!"

On the spot, Klosno let out a high-pitched roar, which resounded throughout the surrounding area. As Klosno's soul pet, the Purgatory Bone Dragon would have to bear a huge backlash once it fell.

If it wasn't for this body, which had already been transformed into a lich, then just the fall of the purgatory bone dragon just now might have caused him to fall into an extremely weak state and lose the ability to continue fighting.

"Don't worry, Closnow."

In the distance, after feeling the anger from Klosnow, Mitchell smiled and said, "In a moment... it's your turn."

After all, he and Gustav came to Flossley's side together.

The original situation has completely changed.

With the successive fall of the Titan Bone Giant and the Purgatory Bone Dragon, Klosno was left alone, facing the four third-tier wizards alone, which almost made him lose the idea of ​​​​resisting.

"Let's do it together!"

Gustav spoke in a deep voice, feeling a little excited in his heart. This battle was the most exhilarating experience he had after he was promoted to a third-level wizard. A third-level lich was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered right in front of his eyes.

"You all don't shoot!"

At this time, Christina suddenly spoke, with a smirk on her face, and said, "Let me take out the soul of Closno and throw it into the flames to burn for ten thousand years!"

"I want to let all wizards in the entire Dark Pole Realm know what price they will bear if they fall into the abyss."

After all, Christina raised her wand.

The scorching flames erupted from her body, and finally gathered into a sun-like fireball. The strong energy fluctuations made Gustav take a few steps back to avoid unintended disasters.

The next moment, the sun fireball roared away.

The energy intensity of the spell almost exploded, bombarding the ground, the scorching flames instantly devoured Klosnow's body, and even the bone defense wall summoned by the Lich turned into ashes.

After a minute.

The sun fireball destroyed everything around it, leaving only a huge deep pit. Frosley and others looked at it, but they didn't see Klosnow's figure, only a wriggling mass of flesh and blood remained.

Floresley frowned slightly.

Immediately afterwards, the mass of flesh and blood continued to squirm, and unexpectedly returned to the form of Klosnow, with a wanton smile on his face.

"How? Didn't expect that?"

In the deep pit, Closno's tone was rampant, and he let out wanton laughter, saying, "You can't kill me, because I'm a lich!"

Gustav's heart moved, thoughtful.

"After transforming into a lich, I have already hidden my soul in the [phylactery]. As long as the [phylactery] is not destroyed, I will never be killed!"

Closno had a reassuring expression.

Gustav looked thoughtful, Mitchell frowned, and Christina was even more furious, raising her wand and preparing to throw another fireball.

At this time, Flossley stopped her.

"That's enough, Christina." Flosley shook her head and said softly, "Crossno did not lie. After a wizard falls into the abyss and transforms into a lich, he will hide his soul in the phylactery."

"As long as the phylactery is not destroyed, the lich will never die."

Christina put down her wand, a trace of unwillingness appeared in her eyes.

Lich has the characteristic of hiding the soul in the phylactery. This is not a secret. Almost every wizard who understands the abyss knows that it is precisely because of the characteristic of immortality that so many wizards betray their own civilization. , and also transform into a lich.

"What now?"

Beside, Mitchell shrugged and asked helplessly.

Now that Klosno has hidden his soul in the phylactery, if he cannot find the phylactery, it means that he cannot be killed, and continuing to bombard him with witchcraft is just a waste of magic power.

"Seal Krosno first."

Flossley pondered for a moment, then raised the wand in his hand. Since the Lich cannot be killed, sealing Closno seemed to be the only choice for the few people.

The other three did not object.

"The Seal of Illusion!"

As Flossley waved his wand, illusory crows flew out of his body, hovering in the sky continuously, as if forming a sign of the end of the world.

Seal of Illusion!

Originally, this was just a seal-like one-ring witchcraft, but thousands of years ago, it was improved by the leader of the phantom of the crows at that time, and fused with the idea of ​​​​the phantom crows and thousands of spirits, finally forming a unique three-ring witchcraft, which is also true. Rossley's strongest ultimate move.

With this witchcraft, Flossley can even seal fourth-order life forms, such as the Tree of Aiqila back then.

It's just that if you use the third-ring witchcraft to seal the fourth-order living body, the burden on the caster will be extremely serious. At the same time, this kind of seal also has a certain time limit.

Whoa!
Above the sky, illusory crows uttered strange calls, and then flew downward at the same time, forming a seal of illusion.

"Hmph! Frosley, don't be complacent!"

In the deep pit, Klosnow had given up resistance. He knew that he had no possibility of escape under the watchful eyes of the four third-tier wizards, so he raised his head calmly.

"I lost today!"

"However, as long as you can't find my phylactery, you will never be able to kill me. One day, I will..."

Crosno's voice stopped abruptly, and the seal of countless phantom crows had been formed, leaving only a crow-like rune in the deep pit, floating quietly in the air.

Flossley raised his hand.

The sealing rune flew back to Frosley's palm automatically, and he put it in his cuff, shaking his head slowly.

"If you can't find the phylactery, it really can't kill you."

"However, the duration of the seal of illusion is enough to reach hundreds of years. Even if you break through the seal by then, if I have not fallen, I am afraid I will be promoted to the fourth-level wizard."

A fierce battle is finally over.

The confrontation between the Skeleton Castle and the Phantom of the Crows, the top powerhouses, ended with the Phantom of the Crows winning. The four third-tier wizards only lost some magic power, but no one fell or was seriously injured.

Such an ending is undoubtedly a complete victory for the Phantom of the Crows!

"The traitors in the expedition alliance have been eradicated, so from now on, we only need to concentrate on dealing with the abyssal demon army and the demon lord." After everything calmed down, Mitchell said.

Frosley nodded, with a rare dignified expression on his face. Compared with Closno, the threat of the Demon of Thousand Hands is obviously more terrifying.

"...Are we going to let Klosnow go just like that?"

At this time, Christina suddenly spoke, frowning and said: "This guy fell into the abyss and even leaked the coordinates of the forest world. If it's just a seal, it would be too cheap for him, right?"

"This is also impossible."

Gustav shook his head and said, "Only I know where the Lich's phylactery is hidden, and if Klosno's phylactery is not destroyed, even a fourth-order wizard may not be able to kill him."

"Fourth-level wizards can't do it, what about fifth-level wizards?" Christina was thoughtful, and the hatred for Klosnow in her heart didn't decrease at all because the other party was sealed.

'Woman!Even if you become a wizard, you are still so narrow-minded..." Mitchell complained in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it at all.

After a while, Christina raised her head.

With a hateful expression on her face, she said coldly, "Huh! Anyway, I won't let Klosnow off so easily. I said that I would throw his soul into the flames and burn it for ten thousand years. It must be done."

"Even if I can't find help from a fifth-level wizard, I will still find a fourth-level wizard who is proficient in prophecy, and figure out where Klosno's phylactery is hidden!"

Floresley smiled helplessly.

Hundreds of years have passed, but Christina's temper has not changed at all. Her special identity has made her develop a character that is not afraid of anything, and she is also particularly vengeful.

"In any case, the matter of Klosnow can come to an end first, and then, everyone, go back to your station first and strengthen your guard!" Frosley said in a deep voice.

"In this case, I will take my leave first."

Gustav spoke first, and after saluting Flossley, he left the plain of tombstones.

"I'm leaving too." Christina continued.

"Be careful, if there is anything wrong, send me a message in time." Florsley said softly.

Christina nodded.

"Boss is right, everyone should be careful, especially Her Majesty the Queen..." Beside, Mitchell smiled and said, but before he finished speaking, Christina suddenly turned her head and gave him a hard look.

Then, Christina turned and left.

"This...what's the matter?"

Mitchell didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said helplessly, "What's wrong with our Lady Queen, why are you getting angry at me?"

"Is that even a question?"

Flossley said softly, "Of course you cheated her by feigning death. It's not like you don't know Xiaona's character."

Mitchell had a mournful face, and Christina's vengeful character, the entire Phantom of Crows knew that he had cheated her by feigning death. Although he didn't react much now, he would definitely get revenge in the future.

"Huh? No!"

Suddenly, Mitchell seemed to think of something, and said dissatisfiedly, "You are also part of my plan to fake death, why is she only angry at me?"

Frossley smiled lightly, patted him on the shoulder, and then turned into phantom crows and disappeared in place, leaving only Mitchell with a depressed expression on his face.

……

The multiverse, the world of war ghosts.

On the endless plain, green grass grows out of the soil, and a few palm-sized squirrels are gnawing on the roots of plants, digging holes in the soil leisurely after eating.

Several months have passed since the Battle of the Gloomy Tree Sea. The end of the black mist season symbolizes the beginning of a new year. This year's recovery season is exceptionally calm, and nothing happened for three whole months.

However, for the Warghost tribes in the Solu Plain, tranquility does not mean good things, especially for the Gaosu tribe, which originally held the status of ruler.

Rock City, Gorzo Tribe.

The city wall destroyed by the Evil King a few months ago has been repaired by the Gaosuo tribe, but the cracks on the wall still tell what happened before.

At this time, within the Gaosuo tribe.

In the spacious central square, the atmosphere was particularly depressing. Lamamu, the oldest of the Gaosuo tribe, stood at the front of the square with blood smeared on his face and holding a sheep bone staff.

On the rock gladiator platform not far away.

The two scarlet-striped warriors were fighting fiercely, and the power of Qi and blood erupted. Like enemies, both sides waved their fists and violently attacked each other, making a dull sound.

Bang!
In vain, the red-striped warrior on the left punched out, but was dodged by the red-striped warrior on the right, and then violently counterattacked, the elbow with the power of blood shattered the opponent's head.

With a crisp sound, the head exploded like a watermelon.

Blood mixed with white brains splashed in all directions, and the corpse slowly fell to the ground. The victor roared and raised his arms, but he didn't hear the cheers of the audience around him.

At the front of the square, Ramam's face was gloomy.

According to the ancient rituals, he murmured words, danced and danced unknown rituals, but no matter what he did, the god-given stone tablet standing on the ground in the distance still did not respond.

This means that the God of Blood Slaughter did not pay attention to this bloody sacrifice.

"My God! Could it be that the great blood-killing god has abandoned the Gaosuo tribe?"

"How could this be?"

"During this period of time, the tribe has held blood fight sacrifices four times, but they have never received a response. Has the God of Blood Slaughter no longer paid attention to the Gaosuo tribe?"

In the square, there was a whisper.

There was unconcealable sadness on the faces of all the Gaosu blood warriors. What happened in the black mist season last year caused the Gaosu tribe to lose their leader, and the status of the ruler became precarious.

(End of this chapter)