Chapter 368:

The hoarse voice spoke in a puzzled tone.

As if guessing why Freya refused, it paused before continuing.

"Wearing it, it will allow you to travel through any area, it can take you out of here."

The spirit apparently meant to find a way to get her to wear the translucent ring.

However, there was a sneer on the corner of Freya's mouth.

"Although I haven't studied the spirit body very deeply, I still know what the Soul Eater Ring looks like, and it seems that it has taken a long time for your intelligence to wear down to a certain level."

Whispering to herself, she didn't know when there was a golden ball in her hand, and her spiritual power was directly stimulated.

'Whew! ’

A large ball of light suddenly exploded in Freya's hand, like a sun that had shrunk to the extreme.

On the ground, the stone slab above the head, and the surrounding stone walls suddenly opened dense golden eyes.

A strong atmosphere of positive energy filled the entire hall.

In this golden hall, Freya could clearly see that wisps of black dead anger were purified by the Eye of Light.

It's just that on the central platform, the huge pitch-black shadow seems to be unaffected, still standing there, but the tentacles floating around it also show signs of being worn away.

Freya, however, was unimpressed.

She hadn't revealed much of her real hole cards so far, and maybe she didn't have much to do with the previously sealed creatures of Hell, but if it was a spirit, Freya had a lot of plans. After all, the wizarding world is also a prolific world of spirits.

The spirit remained silent, and Freya glanced at the pitch-black sword beside it, her tone tinged with coldness.

"Or rather, you want to be reborn in me"

Suddenly, her palm slammed open, and the blue-black wind immediately permeated the pitch-black long sword in the distance.

With a bang, the long sword was suddenly pulled out of the ground and quickly flew into Freya's hand.

This action immediately caused the otherwise sluggish spirit to let out a roar from the heart.

"The Lord of Death shall not be blasphemed!"

"Lord of Death?" Freya, who was holding the cold long sword, frowned slightly, and before she could check the long sword that was cared about by the spirits, she felt a huge aura rushing towards her in front of her.

'Whew!! ’

Like a strong ash and dust storm. Large expanses of black dust swept in his face. Let her long turquoise hair fall apart.

Suddenly, Freya's face changed, and she struggled to raise her left hand.

'Click! ’

In front of her, a huge golden eyeball quickly condensed and enveloped her body.

Under the watchful eye of light. Freya saw the Eyes of Light that had been spreading around her. Under this terrifying breath, they burst like bubbles.

Stay in the golden Lord's eyes. Freya noticed drastic changes everywhere except the area beneath her feet.

It was as if time was passing at a breakneck pace, and the floor began to be filled with fine cracks and holes. The stone platform in the distance quickly weathered under the blowing of this black dust, and after a while, only half of it remained.

Her pupils shrank slightly.

"Abilities similar to the Rotten Realm??"

This special realm Freya has also seen from a classic book, which can speed up time in a fixed area, and turn everything into ashes and nothingness in a very short time, which is one of the more terrifying domain abilities.

Nothing could stop this terrifying realm, but Freya was still under the protection of the Eye of Light, which meant that the kind of thing that the spirit had made was only similar.

As if in the endless dust, an abrupt voice suddenly came from a distance.

'Stamped, Stamped'

Like the sound of horses' hooves pacing, a huge figure slowly appeared.

It was a giant horse with a pitch-black flame burning all over its body, and its eyes were crystal purple, and faint purple smoke was emanating from its eyes.

Riding the giant horse was a knight in the same black armor, his hideous helmet resembling a skeleton, and two spiky horns raised high.

The knight wore a tattered cloak behind his back and held a thick knight's spear in his hand.

Scarlet eyes lit up from the knight's helmet, and Freya's body stood in front of the knight like a young child, reaching only between the calves of the giant horse.

Without warning, the knight's spear stabbed straight at Freya.

'Click! ’

The golden eyeballs that wrapped around Freya suddenly shook, and a clear transparent crack appeared in front of her along the spear.

Freya's face sank, and she reached out and took out a white token from her waist, lightly wiped a tiny mark on it, and threw it towards the knight.

As soon as the token flew away from the golden eyeball, it immediately swelled out, turning into a huge centaur phantom covered with blue light.

Holding a double-bladed talisman in each hand and wearing a horned helmet, the Phantom splashed a large area of frost with every step, and fiercely slashed at the knight.

'Bang!! ’

The two massive creatures collided with each other, causing a dull sound.

Without looking at the fierce battle between the two creatures, Freya pulled out a small green twig and muttered a spell.

A green light representing life bloomed from her hand, and the breath of life gradually emerged under her feet in the shape of an emerald green sapling.

'Hiss'

The branches in her hands were stimulated by catalytic witchcraft, and they suddenly grew.

Countless green branches began to extend out of Freya's hands, making a soft 'crunch' sound.

The black dust that had originally filled the air gradually began to dilute under the pressure of the life force.

When the branches of the Ancient Tree of Life filled most of the hall, Freya let go of her hand with a pale face and turned her gaze to the battle over there.

The blue glowing Centaur Phantom was obtained from Cranet.

It is said to be a one-time demonic item made from the soul fragments of a powerful being collected from a relic and refined by a great wizard specializing in necromancy.

It is a half-spirit, half-elemental puppet creature.

It was also after Freya paid a lot of money that she was exchanged from Cranet.

But. Freya didn't know the specific strength of this creature, after all, it was the first time she had used it since she got it, but it looked pretty good now.

The double-edged axe of the Centaur Phantom splashed a large amount of frost with each slash, and the stabbing of the black knight riding the giant horse also carried a myriad of black flames that did not know the specific effect.

In the entire huge hall, the roars of two spirit creatures were heard from time to time, and it seemed that they would not be able to realize the victory or defeat for a while.

The breath of the Ancient Tree of Life was spreading, and although this breath was not affected much by the spirits, it was definitely not comfortable.

At this time, with the spread of the surrounding branches. The knight with the burning black flame was constantly forced back by the Centaur Phantom.

A large number of flame fragments are dropped. Disappear into thin air.

Suddenly, the knight on the giant horse slammed into a slamming figure, and he swept away the axe that had been chopped by the horse, ignoring the next attack. Struggled to raise the knight's spear in his hand.

"Dawn of Death!!"

A desolate and ancient aura suddenly erupted from it with a roar.

A black flash of lightning flashed from the tip of its spear and stabbed at the centaur's chest.

And the centaur phantom suddenly roared. An ice-blue snowflake slowly blooms on its chest. A rich chill gathers in the twin axes.

Freya, who was standing in the distance and was constantly arranging something, raised her head and looked at the chest pattern of the centaur phantom, slightly stunned.

"The soul fragment in this centaur turned out to be the ancient Coldcurrent Giant. No wonder it's so powerful. ”

The Chill Giant is a powerful existence that is infinitely close to elemental creatures, and according to the available information, this kind of giant has the physical strength and mental power comparable to that of a first-class wizard when it is born, and it simply grows until it reaches adulthood, and it has the strength of a wizard of dawn.

The legendary King of the Cold Giants is said to have the level of the King of the Forest, which is not much different from the King Snake.

The eruption of the two behemoths slammed into each other.

Vast expanses of black fire and ice spread out in all directions, so much so that the green branches that had just spread past were faintly showing signs of withering.

In the midst of the strong current, a golden shield suddenly appeared in front of Freya's body, the end of which was attached to her index finger.

A white ring on top of it is slowly turning black.

Ignoring the rapid consumption of the shield, Freya calmly placed what seemed to be the limb of some kind of creature into the rune array.

Then she whispered a spell and pressed her hands into the rune.

'Whew! ’

Countless white bands of light burst out from the rune array and rolled towards the knight, each of these white bands of light exuding a positive energy aura no less than that of the Eye of Light.

'Bang!! ’

There was a loud muffled thud.

The knight's pitch-black spear slammed into the centaur's head, and the centaur who was directly attacked stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Just as the knight wanted to continue the pursuit, countless bands of light suddenly wrapped around its body and the giant horse.

In just a few moments, its pitch-black figure was completely enveloped in bands of light, and its entire massive body was like a mummy.

"The Spirit Sealing Rune Array, which specializes in sealing spirit bodies, increases its strength according to the degree of resentment, and ordinary methods can't be solved at all." Freya, whose forehead was covered with fine cold sweat, straightened up and looked calmly at the knight wrapped in a light ribbon.

"I have a few questions for you now, and if you answer to my satisfaction, I'll consider letting you go, otherwise, I don't mind having one more powerful spirit pet, and while you may not believe it, I now have at least ten ways to make you know that death is not the end of suffering."

With a movement in his heart, the light band on the knight's helmet suddenly unraveled, revealing a face with eyes covered with scarlet smoke.

Frya tapped the ground lightly under her feet, and immediately flew to the same height as it.

The giant centaur shadow behind her stood humbly, the double-bladed axe back into her waist, waiting for Freya's next order.

Freya gently raised the seemingly ordinary jet-black sword in her hand.

"Okay, now let's talk about what's the secret of this long sword!?"

The question is thrown.

However, the spirit knight stared at the pitch-black sword in her hand, and her scarlet eyes were full of deep hatred.

It took a long time for its hoarse voice to come from all around.

"This is the source of sin, the root of destruction."

Two philosophical terms were spat out through the language of hell, causing Freya to frown slightly.

She looked at the long sword in her hand, but no matter how she examined it, it was no different from an ordinary long sword, and even she found a fine burr on the hilt, and the workmanship was not very good.

It's just that the only anomaly is that after so many years, if it were an ordinary long sword, it would have long since withstood the passage of time and become rusty, and even if it wouldn't break because of this, it shouldn't be as intact as this.

As if sensing Freya's doubts, the knight's hoarse voice came again.

"Only the Lord of Death can use it."

"Really?" Freya put away her sword and said condescendingly. "So who is the Lord of Death?"

“”

The knight was deep in thought, the red mist in his eyes darkening, as if the name was puzzling him, or perhaps the memory didn't come with it when it was transformed into a spirit.

Seeing its embarrassment, Freya groaned and continued.

"Well, in that case, then the next topic, how did you know that I needed the power of the bloodline, because why tricked me into wearing the Soul Eater Ring?"

The knight quickly answered this question.

"You have the mark of the Bloodliner, and you have gained the glory of the past for rebirth."

"Bloodliner, this old name," Freya continued, unconcerned about the rest of the sentence. "However, it seems that you know the 'Bloodliner' very well, and think that the era in which you lived is far enough away from the present."

In ancient times, in order to fight against the ancient powerful, in addition to accepting the inheritance, the wizards also summoned some beings from other worlds, including the hell world closest to the wizarding world.

And the phrase bloodline is often called by reinforcements from other worlds.

This giant knight may have participated in the confrontation battle of the wizarding world.

"Although the spirit body is a non-life form, it can do many unbelievable things, but as far as I know, the spirit body is not unlimited, since you can be here, I think your bones are also buried here, tell me, where are your bones?"

Just as the knight was about to answer something, the stone slab above Freya's head shook.

The branches of the Ancient Tree of Life set up in the hall to block the power of pollution suddenly dried up strangely.

This sudden scene made Freya stunned slightly, and then she felt a vicious and vicious evil aura spreading in all directions.

Her face changed, and she turned her head to look out of the hall through the stone door, vaguely sensing that something terrible was coming.

"What is this?"

The knight raised his head slightly, his scarlet eyes filled with red smoke lit up.

"The Apostles of the Lord of Death Have Completely Revived" (To be continued......