Those were just the reactions of the cliff collapse, and the real threat to the entire blood lake was the caving rockflow caused by the transformation spell.

They are like giant pythons in the era of recklessness, rushing towards the blood lake with an irresistible force. Shaking his head and tail, he smashed a stone pillar along the road, and rushed towards the huge blood lake in the center with huge potential energy.

The three people in the middle of the lake snorted coldly in unison, and Willett rushed towards the lake at great speed. In the process, several Soul Seat mages near the edge of the Blood Lake immediately cast spells in unison, some of them summoning layers of bone walls, others trying to reverse the shape of the mudslide with a transformation spell.

However, how terrible was the mudslide that had accumulated enough potential energy, this catastrophic force crashed into the bone wall like an angry giant snake, shattering three layers of bone walls in a row, and then advancing for more than a hundred meters in a row, only to be blocked by the well-arrived Willett with a strange blood-colored vortex.

It was only then that the shaking that shook the underground space gradually stopped. If you look down from the sky, it looks like a long snake stretching along the cliff to the blood-red lake, and then stopping at the edge of the blood lake.

Charlotte and Claire walked from both sides of the serpent to the Blood Lake, stopping at a distance of about 100 meters on the shore of the lake. The two of them were separated by the mud and stone serpent, but they stared at the blood lake in unison, showing thoughtful expressions.

"Are you two crazy?" said Willett, in a red trench coat, scoldly from a boulder in the middle of the lake, "Are you tired of being alive and want to die with us?"

Charlotte seemed to be awakened by her words, recovering from her thoughtful state. He glanced at Claire on the other side of the mudslide, then nodded knowingly.

"It's not necessarily boring. Charlotte said pointedly, "But we got some interesting things to try." ”

"Oh?" said Villette, raising an eyebrow.

"You seem to care a lot about the appearance of the Blood Lake. Charlotte guessed, "Could it be that once the Blood Lake is destroyed, it will have an irreversible impact on the operation of the Undead Scourge?"

Wellett curled her lips imperceptibly.

"But Claire told me that the only way to stop the undead Scourge was to defeat Gloria and take away the Darkest Holiness that had become the core of the Scourge, so this obviously doesn't make sense. ”

Villeret's pale blue eyes showed a hint of scarlet.

"I've also analyzed the spell positions you've set up. In addition to the cliché suppression of magical energy affinity, it also deliberately suppressed the activity of shadow magical energy and strengthened the spatial barrier. If it's against me, it's all understandable, but why is there a no-fly effect? Is it to suppress Elle's flight and Quinn's flight? ”

As Charlotte said this, Scarlet Eyes watched for a moment as Willett's expression changed.

Although the latter's face seemed calm, her pale blue pupils shrank suddenly, revealing a scarlet characteristic of the Blood Clan. Although it was only a momentary change, Charlotte saw it.

Charlotte curled her upper lip, a mage who specializes in illusion and mental enchantment, has some experience in observing the changes in other people's expressions.

Claire followed up and concluded, "Just some stalactites fell into the Blood Lake, right?, but you didn't hesitate to break them at the cost of magic energy, including blocking the mudslide, as if you were trying to hide something." In other words, there's something wrong with this lake of blood, right? Malthus. ”

Thousands of meters away, Claire questioned Malthus, as if convinced that Malthus was the one who started it all.

The latter pulled away his shawl and black hair, and smiled slightly, "Maybe you guessed right, but maybe this is another trap to mislead you, so you might as well guess." ”

"Hmph!" Charlotte snorted, "Tricky!"

Claire's face also turned gloomy, and he narrowed his emerald green pupils, as if he was thinking about something.

"That's enough!" At this moment, Gloria, who seemed to be out of the object all this time, suddenly opened her eyes.

Originally, when she opened her eyes, there was still a hint of half-dreaming haze in her violet eyes, but the moment she saw Claire and Charlotte, her hazy haze quietly dissipated. In its place, there are sharp eyes that seem to pierce the soul of a person.

Like a falcon!

"Claire, Charlotte, Death, you're here, especially you, Charlotte. I always thought that I wouldn't have that chance to defeat you before I dealt with Claire, but this day came to me like a miracle. ”

"I see. Charlotte nodded, "The provocative letter you left me in the first place said that the message that would make me lose my soul should be that you want to set up an ambush here to deal with Claire, right? Hmph, but you are really confident enough, even if I don't come, you can be sure that you can defeat Claire?"

And rightfully so. The message that Gloria said in the provocative letter left by Locente is supposed to refer to Claire's death.

Gloria glanced at Charlotte with her proud violet eyes, and she seemed to disdain to answer Charlotte's question, instead curling her lips and holding her head high.

"So I have to thank fate for giving me this opportunity to accomplish this great feat worthy of bragging on this day! To be able to defeat the Icewind Castle with my own hands, even if I exalt the Soul Throne in the future, it must be an honor worth remembering for a lifetime. ”

Gloria looked around at the two of them with the pride of a champion.

"Your guess is correct, and you don't have to worry about Malthus's nonsense. I can tell you unambiguously that there is something wrong with this lake of blood, because if you don't, how can you be able to match the two little suspicions between you and Malthus, with the appearance of the separation?"

- Hey, there's something wrong with that, right!?

When the two of them said this, they looked at each other, and their faces turned red inexplicably.

Gloria didn't care about their changes at all, and still invited the battle with pride.

"What are you going to do? Do you hereby admit that you are not as good as me Gloria, and leave to let the undead scourge break out in full force? Or do you want to use the tacit understanding between the two to offset the disadvantage of being away from home and challenge the trap we have laid? The battle is up to you!"

Her proud voice resounded through the underground space, and her posture was as elegant and proud as a black swan. Such a proud demeanor should be annoying, but strangely, Charlotte and Claire can only admire her from the bottom of their hearts.

- They are also spellcasters with great talent in their respective fields, so what is there to be proud of!

These words also appeared in the hearts of Malthus, Charlotte, and Claire, but the former was angry and resentful, while the latter two were filled with admiration in anger.

INTERVIEWER How do you choose?

Gloria proudly and calmly addressed the two of them with a difficult question. Do you want to accept defeat and run away, or do you believe that you can fight each other?!

Charlotte and Claire glanced at each other, and both saw the determination in each other's eyes. The former bowed slightly to Claire and handed over the power of the conversation to the Contender for the Soul Seat.

"Okay. Claire's words were calm, but her emerald green eyes were fierce, "Since you've come to this point, we brothers can't let you underestimate it." Proud Miss Gloria!"