"Torrell ......"

Faced with this guy that Lawson didn't know, Claire first called out the other party's name. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But at this moment, Torrell is far from Claire's memory.

Although the original lich looked hideous and terrifying, full of decay, these casters still kept a certain amount of neatness, at least it didn't look disgusting.

But Torrel, the former lich, was now wrapped in a black mist, and from his features, unknown pitch-black slime dripped down, making a sizzling sound on the ground, and bursts of white smoke appeared, apparently some kind of extremely corrosive liquid.

His body was already twisted, his spine was bent at ninety degrees, and then it was forcibly broken back at the neck part, giving people a strange and terrifying feeling.

In the eyes of this former silver lich, a dark red soul fire was flickering, revealing a bit of madness.

"It seems that you can't just plant a flag. ”

Lawson whispered, the lich in front of him was obviously strengthened a lot by the power of chaos, even if he lost most of his spiritual intelligence, but the increase in absolute strength made him more difficult to deal with.

Of course, Rosen looked at Claire first.

After all, it is impossible for Her Majesty, who is obviously much stronger than herself, to sit idly by, and as long as she makes a move, then Rosen may not even have a chance to make up for it.

"Stand aside and watch. ”

Naturally, Claire also understood and stepped forward.

Torrell now has at least the peak of silver, surrounded by countless pure black runes, forming an inviolable barrier, and Rosen secretly estimates that he must at least use more than seventy percent of his strength to be able to break through this barrier.

But Claire didn't care, stretched out her right hand, and in the palm of her hand, a silver-white ball of light appeared at the same time with sixteen magic arrays of all sizes.

At Her Majesty's side, ancient runes flashed, these are the language of the gods, one of the foundations of magic, representing the purest destructive power, almost comparable to the string magic of dragons.

But the first to strike was still Torrell.

From his tattered clothes, countless black flying insects crawled out, forming a large cloud of mist, enveloping Claire.

Rosen saw that these flying insects all had sharp fangs, faintly carrying the power of the law, and they were not monsters that could be easily dispelled.

Just when Rosen wondered how Claire would deal with these monsters, Her Majesty the Queen of the Dead activated her magic.

In a simple instant, infinite power burst from the petite queen's palm, and a huge roar filled the hall.

It was only now that Lawson finally discovered that the sixteen magic circles of various sizes surrounding Claire were not enhanced magic, but quite the opposite, restraints imposed to prevent the surging power from directly destroying the place.

The silver light did not erupt, but turned into an extremely thin silver thread, which headed straight in the direction of Torrel.

The sound is loud, and the elephant is invisible.

If it weren't for the fact that Rosen had advanced to silver and had an extraordinary acuity, he wouldn't even have figured out what was happening on the spot.

The imperceptible silver thread pierced through Torrel's legal barrier and pierced his chest.

Then, Rosen saw that the shriveled lich swelled up directly, and his entire body was several times larger than before, and then, as one of them ruptured, Torrell's whole body exploded like a balloon, splitting into several pieces.

As for those pitch-black flying insects, they had already been evaporated by the power that had slightly penetrated out, and they directly turned into a sea of fire, which disappeared in the blink of an eye.

But the battle didn't end there.

Rosen knew that in order to destroy a lich, he had to destroy his crate, and Torrell's crate was clearly not here.

I only saw that among the scattered pieces of flesh, countless thorns were growing, and the red thorns grew wildly and rushed to Claire.

These are Hell Thorns, legendary plants that grow in the abyss, Hell Thorns feed on magical power, they will parasitize on the body of living beings, causing them to become hungry for magic power, so that they can suck it, and when they grow to a certain extent, Hell Thorns will bloom and scatter their seeds in the wind to continue the next cycle.

For spellcasters, this thorn is quite a difficult opponent, because the Thorn of Hell is highly resistant to magic, and can tolerate almost all offensive magic below the seventh order and most control spells, which is what it can swallow the capital of mana.

The insanely long infernal thorns immediately encircled Claire, frantically drawing power from her impregnable barrier of law.

"Naive. ”

Claire showed no mercy, and after only taking a single step, the surrounding infernal thorns immediately swelled, and then quickly exploded, splattering with dark red juice that stained the ancient walls around them.

Through the flow of magic power, Lawson immediately understood that Claire did not actually use any special means, but simply cast all the magic power, and then the greedy hell thorns absorbed endlessly until they exceeded their limits, causing the magic to be disordered and exploded.

"Got you. ”

Claire stretched out her hand and grabbed into the void, only to see a point of light flash in the shattered debris.

The point of light was trying to escape, but was quickly caught by Claire and dragged in front of her.

Rosen saw that it was a black crystal.

"This is the Soul Box?"

He had thought that the so-called soul box should be something like an urn, or at least a container containing part of the remains, but he really didn't expect it to be such a small piece of crystal.

"Torrell's soul is in this crystal, and the so-called lich is a mage who will not hesitate to exchange his own death for immortality in order to find a way to immortalize his soul. ”

With some emotion, Claire looked at the crystallization of her soul.

It's a pity that his soul has been completely eroded by chaos and can no longer regain consciousness. ”

After speaking, Her Majesty gently closed her palm, and the soul box was immediately crushed into powder, from which Lawson felt a throbbing of his soul, but then disappeared without a trace, and could not be found again.

"It's been a hard time for you for the past four hundred years, Torrell. ”

Whispering, Claire gave a look of reminiscence, then looked at Lawson.

"There should be a very strong enemy ahead, be careful. ”

The two of them moved forward again, descending down the spiral hallway, until they reached a platform before stopping.

The platform is not very spacious, and there is only one exit.

"This is the only entrance to the furnace of the Primordial Fire. ”

Claire said, and stepped right inside.

Rosen followed in silence, if there really was any enemy that Claire couldn't deal with, I'm afraid even he would not be able to help much.

While thinking about this, a person appeared standing in front of the two of them.

Who is it?