Taming the Demon: A Guide to Raising a Great Sage

After a while.

The hall returned to calm, only two voices, a man and a woman, echoed in the hall.

"Have you taken them all?"

"There's one left, but it's coming soon..."

"Western Ninth Rank is a little stronger than expected. I'm also too weak. I thought I could take down this big man alone, but I didn't expect him to escape to you."

"It's not that you are weak. It's that this team is indeed quite strong. They should all be carefully selected elites, and they should all be a little stronger than their peers in the Western Continent. With the strength of this big man, even if he and Shasheng If the mage puts it right, it should be able to fight for a long time."

"You don't need to comfort me, I'm the weakest rank in the east."

"It's just that the attack is the weakest. Your defense and healing are second to none in the first rank. Besides, even in terms of attack, your 'Red Lotus Karma' is extremely strong, but the attack method is a bit monotonous, and the attack speed is a little slower. "

"Okay, then I'll just thank you for your comfort. Besides...Little Fahai, you used to be like a demon king?"

"what?"

"Mortal, kneel down and kiss my toes, I can be merciful and give you a decent death...Is this how you treated your enemies before?"

"Then what, I just scratched the surface..."

"Skin? But why do I feel that is your true face?"

"..."

Bang!
Amidst the heavy impact, the shadow assassin Charles violently opened a door and broke into a bedroom.

As soon as he entered the door, there was a rush of cold air, which made him shiver.

Shire's source power was running, dispelling the chill, and he quickly glanced around, only to see that inside the bedroom, every inch of the walls, floors, and even every piece of furniture in the hall were covered with hoarfrost, exuding a dense chill, like an ice cave .

This extremely cold environment is obviously very abnormal.

But Charles didn't leave immediately.

Because the outside is not much better than here, or worse, full of weird and haunting things.

And here, at least there is no evil breath, it seems that even the evil is frozen by the chill.

Charles didn't rush into the interior of the dormitory, he only planned to take a rest near the door, and continued to look for his companions.

But just as he closed the palace door with his backhand and sat down on the floor at the door, he felt that there seemed to be a cold gaze peering at him coldly.

Slightly startled, Charles stood up abruptly, followed the induction to look, but only saw a mirror embedded on the wall.

The mirror was about one person tall, and the mirror surface was crystal clear and extremely clear. The translucent frame seemed to be carved from ice crystals, with gorgeous and gorgeous snowflake patterns on it.

The cold gaze that peeped at him just now seemed to come from that mirror.

But now, when Charles stared closely at the mirror, he didn't notice anything unusual, and only saw his own figure in the mirror.

Charles frowned slightly, but did not relax.

He is an eighth-level powerhouse. As an assassin, his perception is extremely sharp and he almost never makes mistakes. Since he felt someone was peeping just now, the feeling is definitely not an illusion.

Charles took out a black dagger from his belt, threw it with his hand, and the dagger turned into a black light and shot toward the mirror.

When he threw out the dagger, his figure in the mirror also made the same movement simultaneously.

then.

The dagger he threw pierced the mirror, but it seemed to be piercing the surface of the water, causing a shallow ripple, which sank directly into the mirror.

Not waiting for Charles to be surprised, he suddenly felt a chill between his brows, and Xia Er suddenly raised his head, a gloomy cold light flashed past his brows, and with a sound of firmness, it sank deeply into the door panel behind him.

Charles looked back, his expression immediately awe-inspiring.

Because the dagger nailed into the door panel was the black dagger that he threw at the mirror just now, but was "confiscated" by the mirror.

Charles narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the mirror again, and saw his own figure in the mirror, also squinting his eyes, staring at himself with the same posture.

Suddenly, the corners of his mouth in the mirror turned up slightly, revealing a weird smile.

Seeing this scene, Charlton's scalp exploded, and he turned and left without thinking, intending to leave this bedroom.

But as soon as he turned around and took a step, Charles stopped abruptly, his whole body froze, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Because it was still normal just now, except for the door panel covered with a layer of hoarfrost, unexpectedly, at some point, a crystal clear mirror appeared, and his figure was reflected in the mirror, doing the same movements as him !
Charles stared at the mirror on the door panel, his figure in the mirror also maintained the same movement of preparing to move forward, and looked at him with the same tense and dignified expression.

Suddenly, in the reflection in the mirror, the corners of the mouth were slightly raised, and a strange smile appeared again.

Xia Er was terrified in his heart, and was about to find another way out, when suddenly he felt cold all over, and then his body sank, his limbs became stiff, and he was unable to move for a moment.

He lowered his head and found that his body was unknowingly covered with a thick layer of hoarfrost. The hoarfrost was exuding extreme coldness, eroding and freezing his flesh and blood.

Charles's scalp was numb, he let out a low shout, and burst out his source power, covering his body with a layer of dark flames, which evaporated the hoarfrost in a blink of an eye.

But at the same time as the hoarfrost dissipated, he felt a chill on the back of his neck, and a pale palm with slender fingers gently stroked the back of his neck without knowing when.

When did someone come from behind?

Based on my perception, how could it be possible for someone to sneak up behind me silently and touch the back of my neck?
Xia Er's heart palpitated, and his hair stood on end. Without thinking about it, he struck back with a backhand, and pierced a snake-shaped dagger hard into the lower abdomen of the man behind him.

It wasn't until the feeling of the dagger piercing into the flesh was felt solidly that Charles suddenly turned his head and looked behind him, only to see that the person behind him was himself, or in other words, his "mirror image"!
The him in the mirror at the back actually got out of the mirror, came behind him silently, and stroked the back of his neck!

The corners of Charles' eyes twitched, his wrist twisted violently, and the dagger penetrating into the lower abdomen of the "mirror image" spun vigorously, stirring up a huge blood hole in the lower abdomen of the "mirror image".

But the weird "mirror image" showed no pain, it just stared at him intently, with the corners of its mouth curled up in a weird smile.

"Go to hell!"

Charles let out a low growl, and the source power erupted, and the bone-eroding and soul-melting "Shadow Toxin" erupted from the dagger, and instantly spread to the whole body of "Mirror Image", causing the body of "Mirror Image" to melt quickly like a burning candle, dripping blood all over his body. A turbid, black, foul-smelling liquid dripped down.

At this moment, the back of Charles' neck felt cold again, and another pale and cold palm gently stroked the back of his neck.

Without hesitation, Charles slipped out a snake-shaped dagger from the cuff of his left hand, and penetrated into the lower abdomen of the person behind him in the same way. When he twisted his wrist, "Shadow Toxin" exploded. At the same time, he glanced back, and it was indeed a "mirror image" of himself.

This "mirror image" was eroded by the shadow toxin. Like the previous mirror image, its body melted quickly, but there was no pain on its face. It just stared straight at Charles, with a gloomy and strange smile all the time.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Charles snorted coldly, a look of disdain flashed in his eyes.

He could see that the evil things here, although weird and frightening, were not too strong in hard power.

At the very least, the powerhouses of the eighth rank can only be frightened.

Just like these two "mirror images", although they are better at sneaking than a professional assassin like him, what else can they do to him other than touching the back of his neck suddenly and making him tremble all over?
They can't even break through his body's source of protection, and they can't hurt a single hair of him.

Just when Charles thought he had figured out the details of these evil things, the horror in his heart disappeared for a moment.

There was a sudden sharp pain in his lower abdomen.

With pain on his face, Charles lowered his head in shock, and saw two huge bloody holes appeared out of thin air on his lower abdomen.

The wound was exactly the same as the wound he had caused when he stabbed the two "mirror images" lower abdomen with a snake-shaped dagger just now!
At the same time, it was also extremely poisonous, erupting from the two wounds on his lower abdomen and spreading wildly.

However, what erupted when he stabbed the mirror image was the "Shadow Toxin" that could corrode flesh, bones, and even the soul. At this time, what erupted from the wound on his lower abdomen was some kind of bone-chilling freezing cold poison.

The cold poison seems to have fused part of his shadow poison's traits, and has a terrifying ability to disguise and penetrate, which can make it difficult to distinguish the strong resistance of the eighth-level powerhouse, and even mistake it for his own source power, qi and blood. Let it spread unchecked.

But if it's just his own shadow poison, Charles can naturally suppress and dispel it easily.

However, the freezing cold poison only incorporates the characteristics of "pretending to infiltrate" the shadow poison, but the essence is mainly freezing.

This made it impossible for Xiaer to easily target the suppression, so he could only use his full strength to resist the freezing cold poison.

But all this is in vain.

The freezing cold poison combined with the characteristics of "camouflage penetration" made it impossible for Charles to accurately identify the toxins. Instead, he always mistook them for his own source power, qi and blood. While stimulating the source force, he unconsciously urged With the freezing cold poison, in turn fueled their spread speed.

In a short while, the cold poison has spread all over the body and penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Shadow Assassin Xia Er, from every pore on his body, billows of cold air flowed out, and blue ice particles precipitated out, followed by the cold air, and the ice particles merged into one, turning into an ice shell, covering his whole body.

Ice particles continued to emerge from his body, and the ice shells piled up layer by layer, getting thicker and thicker, and finally frozen him into a gleaming blue ice sculpture.

Until he is completely frozen.

From the mirror opposite him, a beautiful woman in a white crane cloak and a crystal ball in her hand slowly emerged.

It was Qin Qing.

In the state of "Bing Xin Jue", Qin Qing's expression was indifferent, his eyes were cold, and his whole body was as cold as an ice sculpture.

Holding the "heart of ice and snow", she stepped out of the ice crystal mirror, gave Charles a cold look, raised her finger, and blessed the "Dragon Binding Rope", a secret method passed down from the Ten Thousand Famen, to the ice sculpture of Charles. , and then cast several freezing spells in succession.

Charles is an eighth-level assassin. Although his strength is not as powerful as warriors and knights, his vitality is as strong. Although he has been completely frozen, as long as the ice sculpture is not completely smashed, give him a certain amount of time. When the cold poison subsides, he will Can break through the ice.

So even though Shire seemed to be a lamb waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board, Qin Qing still did not relax in the slightest. After superimposing multiple control spells in succession, he summoned two ice and snow wrestlers, lifted the ice sculpture of Shire, and left the city. Sleeping hall.

As the third rank of the famous family with the blood of the ancient gods, and in charge of the divine weapon, even if she was singled out head-on, a mere Western eighth rank was far from her opponent.

What's more, taking advantage of the weirdness of this "Pluto's palace", secretly attacking with secret methods?

In a situation where she has a favorable location, she has a chance to win quickly with one against two or even one against three.

……

Perseus, the son of the sky god, and Charlotte, the purple-robed witch, have been wandering around in this strange space that is suspected to be "the underworld" for a while.

But they still failed to find the exit of this space.

No matter which direction you go out from, the two will eventually return to their original place.

Even if you keep walking in a straight line, you will still return to the original place inexplicably in the end.

The two also tried to break the space with brute force.

But even if he cast a powerful ninth-level spell, he couldn't shake this space, and instead wasted a lot of mana.

After turning back to the original place again.

Perseus took a deep breath:

"It seems that we can only go in the last direction that has not been explored."

The purple robe witch said:
"Heaven?"

Perseus nodded slightly:

"Heaven."

He squinted his eyes and looked up at the sky, "I don't know how high the sky here is..."

The words fell behind, and Perseus hadn't heard the purple robe witch's response for a long time. When Perseus looked back, his pupils shrank heavily.

The purple-robed witch who was following behind him just now had disappeared without a trace!

Perseus looked around violently, but he still couldn't find the purple-robed witch, nor could he feel the slightest breath of the purple-robed witch. It seemed that the moment he looked up at the sky, the purple-robed witch had completely evaporated!

A drop of cold sweat slowly dripped from Perseus' forehead.

I thought it was because they set up an ambush and took advantage of the opportunity that the targets were scattered, easily smashed the targets one by one, seized the divine power, and completed the task of the king of the sky, but I didn't expect...

But they fell into the trap somehow, and were separated by the target in turn!
Rao, Perseus is the top ninth-rank powerhouse in the Western Continent, and as a pure-blood god son, his strength is far above the ordinary ninth-rank, but today's series of strange encounters, especially Charlotte who is close at hand, disappeared out of thin air , It also made it difficult for him to maintain his mentality.

"We can only use the ultimate means in advance!"

Perseus muttered to himself, with a look of determination in his eyes.

Then he waved his hand, and a small altar appeared out of thin air in front of him.

On the altar stands a statue of the King of the Sky.

Perseus used the pure white staff to draw a complicated circular magic circle in front of the altar, and took out a large number of spiritual gems, psychic pearls, spirits of monsters, rare spices, and even precious and rare "Dragon Crystal" and other treasures , according to ritual procedures, placed on various nodes in the circle.

Afterwards, he inserted the pure white staff into the center of the magic circle, knelt down beside the staff, and scratched the gap between his eyebrows with his finger, dripping golden divine blood like a golden solution.

The divine blood seemed to be alive, winding and flowing on his face, outlining a complex and mysterious odd-shaped rune.

After the rune was formed, Perseus bowed to the altar and chanted the prayer of the king of the sky loudly.

With prayers recited.

On the altar, the Dharma statue of the King of the Sky began to hum and vibrate, and the Dharma circle also began to flash with electric light. All kinds of treasures in the Dharma circle lost their spirituality quickly, dimmed, and even turned into dust.

A heavy, powerful, simple and majestic atmosphere gradually permeated the magic circle, pouring into Perseus's face, that complex and mysterious odd-shaped rune...

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