Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Sacrifice
Amos's face was cloudy, and the magic fluctuations that the master-level auxiliary magic could not cover up, then there was only a legend, but the descendants of titans like the sea giants should not have a legendary-level existence in Nordhill!
Could it be some kind of magical ritual?
Amos thought of this possibility, and the master caster was well prepared, and with the help of magical rituals such as altars, he could indeed cast legendary magic.
Seeing is believing, but with the magic level of the white dragon, it is impossible to break through the defenses of the fog silently, so Amos plans to break through.
Of course, it is also necessary to be strategic.
Amos returned to the trench and cast a silent enchantment, a magic spell burst out of his mouth, and three identical white dragons appeared beside Amos.
Doppelganger!
Before it was over, Amos cast another spell.
Stealth Enchantment: Powerful!
The four white dragons disappeared together.
The perspective shared between the doppelganger and the ontology is wonderful, as if looking in a mirror.
Amos took out several spherical objects from the dimensional belt, handed them to one of the clones, and the four white dragons looked at each other, and then dived under the trench, scattered, and distributed on the edge of the invisibility barrier.
Amos's thought moved, and a magic eyeball appeared in front of the white dragon.
Mage's Eye!
The white dragon controlled this rudimentary probe magic and flew towards the mist.
As soon as the eyeball touched the mist, several tidal spears shot at it, destroying the mage's eye, and at the same time, the clone a hundred meters to the left of the white dragon moved, out of the stealth barrier, revealing its figure, and rushing towards the mist.
Several tidal spears flew towards the white dragon clone, and the white dragon clone also had a certain combat power, moving left and right to dodge, but it was still hit by a later, thicker tidal spear and dissipated.
But it doesn't matter, these two are just bait to attract firepower, and the doppelganger on the other side of the white dragon also moved at the same time that its companion was set on fire by the Tide Spear, and its slender dragon tail swung and rushed towards the mist with the ball in its hand.
It didn't take long for the doppelganger to burst out of the fog, and through the vision shared by the doppelganger, Amos saw the scene at the bottom of the trench.
A group of sea giants gathered on the flat ground at the bottom of the trench, crossed their hands in front of their chests, closed their eyes, and lowered their heads, around an ancient altar on which stood a statue of the Titan god about twenty meters high.
An old sea giant prophet with a skull necklace around his neck and wrinkled skin presided over the magical ceremony, standing in front of the Titan Statue with his hands outstretched, as if to embrace the heavens and the earth.
Around the body of the Sea Giant Prophet, magical energy surged, and the surging magical energy condensed into a substantial gas, overflowing, and cloning it with an energy coat.
At the same time, its lips squirmed rapidly, and it recited the Titan prayer, its voice low and blank, with a hint of evil bewitchment.
Accompanied by a vast prayer, seven small Titan sculptures spewed blood-red ominous energy, linking and pouring onto the large idol on the altar.
Amos's eyes shrank, and those small Titan statues were the same size as those captured by the dragon brother and sister, but the postures were different.
In the waters above the crowd, there were also five sea giants guarding the ritual, and they had shot the Tide Spear earlier, and Amos recognized its leader, who was one of the three master sea giants who attacked Whitescale.
The master-level sea giant looked at the white dragon rushing in, and sighed in his heart, the secret path was not good, and he hurriedly shot the tidal spear in his hand.
The white dragon clone smiled contemptuously at the sea giant, activated it, and threw the alchemy bomb in his hand.
The white dragon clone was hit and dissipated, but the alchemy bomb flew towards the sea giant.
The sea giants looked at the flying spherical unknown object, their hairs stood on end, and they hurriedly stopped it.
These sea giants still have two brushes, and they still intercepted the alchemy bomb in an emergency, but it was only a delay for a while.
Because, this is a highly toxic alchemy bomb!
The poisonous alchemy bomb cracked in the seawater, and the dark green venom spread along the water.
The master sea giant looked at the rapidly spreading venom, his scalp tingled, and he shouted in horror: "Quick! Remove the seawater!"
It took a group of high-level sea giants to quickly use the sea giant's talent to control the sea water, and move the sea water contaminated by venom upward.
Amos began to flee towards the sea when the clone successfully broke through the fog and saw the scene at the bottom of the trench, feeling the magic fluctuations behind it, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, ordering another clone that was supposed to be used to distract the enemy when he was chasing and killing a large group of enemies.
The white dragon clone turned back again, intending to harass the sea giants and remove the poisonous seawater.
Since the clone is an energy body, it is not afraid of poison, so it breaks into the dark green sea water, flapps the sea water with its wings, and uses the dragon's tail to stir up the poison, accelerate the spread of poison, and at the same time release magical energy to interfere with the sea giant's spell casting.
The sea giants lost control of the sea, and they looked at the white dragon in the dark green water, and they were so angry that one Buddha was born and the second Buddha ascended to heaven.
The master sea giant quickly retreated, avoiding the poison as he threw a tidal spear that poked the white dragon clone into nothing.
But there were still two high-level sea giants who couldn't dodge and encountered the highly poisonous seawater, but the sea giants were born with a level 12 high-level creature, and they didn't lose their lives immediately.
But it was not far from death, the two sea giants had purple faces, round eyes, hands around their necks, they felt difficult to breathe, unable to move, and were soon swallowed by the spread of dark green water, and soon lost their breath.
The praying sea giants below arrived and worked together to remove the poisonous seawater, which was spreading more and more widely.
The sea giants looked at the two corpses suspended in the seawater, their faces turned red with anger, you know, there are only about twenty members of the entire sea giant tribe, and they have been hiding at the bottom of the sea all this time, relying on each other for their lives.
The companions who got along day and night were reduced by nearly one-tenth of their personnel at once, and several sea giants immediately rushed to the trench to find the white dragon for revenge.
The leader of the sea giant hurriedly spoke out to stop: "Stop!"
A young sea giant was furious: "Chief, I want revenge!"
The leader of the sea giants roared angrily: "Revenge? You think I don't want revenge! But what revenge can I take! We are exposed! This white dragon is just a pathfinder! Other legendary dragons will soon find the door, if we don't open the passage quickly, we will all die here!"
The Sea Giant's leader gritted his teeth as he looked at the corpses of his companions, his chest heaving violently, but as a leader, he could not be carried away by anger, and he had to be responsible for the other members who were still alive.
The Sea Giant Leader's voice was low: "Everyone, go back and continue the ceremony." ”
After speaking, the leader of the sea giants floated to the surface of the sea.
The sea giants watched the lonely back of the leader drifting away, fell silent, and returned to the altar one after another, continuing to pray.
And the old prophet has been focusing on the magic ritual, and the movements and even the expression have not changed at all times.