Chapter 1123: Soul Spell
Minutes and seconds passed.
After more than half an hour, the ground of the village calmed down.
The black-armored soldiers who had entered the underground passage after the burly man walked out one by one, and carried out the corpses one by one, and laid them flat on the small square in the center of the village, arranged in a neat piece.
The air above fluctuated slightly, and the wizards who had previously flown high into the air and melted into the night appeared one after another, fell to the ground, walked close to the corpse, and carefully examined them one by one to confirm whether the corpse was completely dead.
A corpse in the corner, the head was cut off, and the wizard was still not at ease. A translucent, thin wind blade sprouted from his fingertips, slicing through the opponent's entire chest like a blade, exposing the heart. He poked the shriveled heart in the shape of a coconut hard, and then nodded to his companion to indicate that he was sure to be dead.
"Click!
Heavy footsteps sounded, and the last person in the underground also came out of the passage, and it was the burly man who entered first. At this time, he was covered in blood, and there was a lot of minced flesh hanging on the surface of his armor, which looked a little hideous.
His gaze penetrated through the gap left in the mask, and the burly man quickly swept across the audience, his gaze falling on the corpses in the field.
Approaching, turning to the wizard who had fallen down to examine the corpse, he asked, "All here?"
"Yes, my lord, it's all here. The wizard replied respectfully.
"Didn't run away?" the burly man asked again.
"Nope. The wizard shook his head, "There were indeed two people who tried to break through before, but we knocked them down. This time we were a surprise attack, they didn't expect it at all, we thought we were prepared to fight them unprepared, the advantage in strength is so great, and you are in charge, they have no possibility of resisting at all. β
"That's fine. The burly man nodded, exhaled slowly, and said, "Then, let's prepare for the clean-up ceremony, it's all over the place." β
"Understood, right away. β
"Hmm. β
The burly man responded, turned his head to look at the many black-armored soldiers lined up next to him, and waved his hand to give an order: "Irrelevant personnel withdraw from the village, and the wizard prepares for the ceremony." β
"Yes. Many black-armored soldiers responded in unison, without any verbosity, and turned around in unison and walked towards the outside of the village.
After a while, the black-armored soldiers entered the forest and disappeared, leaving only a few dozen wizards and burly men in the entire village.
The burly man walked towards the square of the village, stopped at the outskirts, and looked at the wizard. At this point, the wizard began to move closer to the corpses lining the ground of the square, and obscure spells came out of his mouth.
Crane ...... Hughes...... Amun......"
As the incantation sounded, the air around him became viscous little by little, and the already thick night became deeper, and it was almost impossible to see five fingers.
"Woohoo!"
The sound of breaking the air sounded, and the crystal cones that had been pierced into the village by the wizard before flew out with a roar, glowing towards the center of the village.
During the flight, the crystal cone deformed, as if it had been scorched by high temperatures, and gradually melted like glass, and was pulled out of slender crystal threads that were not much thicker than a human hair.
The filaments are constantly multiplied, weaving into each other, braiding into ropes, and forming triangular tips at the ends, which move through the air like a swordfish.
Dozens of seconds later, there were already nearly 100 "swimming" crystal slender ropes above the village, like strange creatures hunting mosquitoes and flies, moving faster and faster. This was followed by a faint wail in the air, as if a transparent creature had been pierced by a crystal ropeβit was a soul.
"Brush, brush!"
The crystal rope continued to accelerate, and the wails in the air grew louder and louder, until by the end they were almost audible.
Dozens of wizards stood still with indifferent expressions, continuing to chant long incantations.
"Maha ...... Nock ......"
The tone was originally low and solemn, but gradually, it became soft and soothing, and it sounded like a lullaby to lullament a baby to sleep, and people couldn't help but want to close their eyes.
Soul Spell: Requiem for Dusk!
Slowly, slowly, the wails of the souls in the air began to decay, and finally disappeared completely, as if they were all asleep.
Dozens of wizards stopped chanting incantations, looked at each other, and exchanged looks.
One.
Two.
Three.
There was a brief pause of three seconds, and after three seconds, dozens of wizards chanted new spells aloud in unison.
This time, the spell was high-pitched and solemn, like an awl, piercing into the eardrum of a person, directly stabbing blood.
"Krute...... Toka!"
"Ah...... Umua!"
With the sound of the incantation, the entire space shook violently, and the crystal rope, which was originally crystal clear, was suddenly dyed with a layer of dangerous blood red. An arc of more than ten centimeters long appeared at both ends of the crystal rope, quickly passing towards the middle, making a "crackling" sound.
"Tudès!"
With the exit of the last syllable, with a "boom", the arcs of all the crystal ropes burst in the air, and the entire village seemed to be covered by a huge blood-colored power grid, and it was like a distorted human face poking down.
The face was strange and eerie, like the devil of hell.
Soul Spell: Soul Blast!
"Boom!"
With a bang, all the crystal ropes were shattered in the end, and along with them, many souls strung by the crystal ropes.
Die cleanly.
"Whew-"
After dozens of wizards did this, they let out a long breath, their faces were a little pale, and it was obvious that the release of two large spells in a row had consumed a lot of them a lot.
One of the wizards strode towards the burly man on the outskirts of the square, reporting the situation, and the rest of the wizards were not idle, their eyes glowing, and they quickly scanned the surroundings to make sure that there were no fish that had slipped through the net.
The wizard who reported walked in front of the burly man and spoke: "My lord, the ritual is complete, and it can be determined that the enemy here has lost the possibility of resurrection, so there will be no information coming out, and we are still in the shadows." β
"Good. The burly man nodded, "Check the scene again, and after making sure that it is correct, you will leave with the team." β
"Yes. The wizard turned and returned to the square.
As soon as the wizard left, the burly man turned his head to look to the left.
"Click. β
In that direction, a communications soldier in blue light armor ran quickly, ran closer, and said a few words to the burly man: "My lord, news has just come from the north, saying that it is ......."
After more than a minute, after listening to the words of the communication soldier, the burly man pondered for a while, and then buzzed and confirmed: "Is that really what the above said?
"Yes. β
"In that case, it will involve ...... A lot of changes, today we were just planning to clear this one target, if we speed up the progress......" The burly man groaned, and after a few seconds, he asked the communications soldier, "Where is the next target closest to here?"
"Falo. The communications soldier replied.
"Hmm?" The burly man didn't hear clearly, and asked with a little confusion, "Isn't Farrow in Soma, I remember that it is not very far from Nandu Xiaya." β
"No, no. The communications soldier quickly shook his head and explained in an accentuated tone, "My lord, it's not Faro, it's Falo. β
As he spoke, the communications soldier took out a sheepskin map and pointed it to the burly man: "Look, my lord, this is this place. It is similar to our Faro, but it is near a commercial city in the Southern Free Federation. If we're fast, we'll be there before dawn if we're going to go now. β
"That's it. The burly man responded, thought for a few seconds, and gave the order, "Alright then, inform the team and leave for Pharrow immediately!"
"Yes. The communications soldier struck his left chest with his right fist, gave a military salute, and turned to leave.
Not long after, many soldiers in the forest, erasing their traces, quickly walked towards Faro in the night.
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