Michael wasn't just talking about himself and Millou, as the other four NPCs came out of the Grey Tower at his call.

None of these NPCs came alone, a five-person squad was considered the least, and the largest was followed by 20 players.

This task, as for such a big battle, Sherlock couldn't help muttering in his heart, it would be good if there was no confrontation later, but if he really fought, he would not have any advantage at all.

He's a professional gamer, but he doesn't have the ability to 1v20, especially these people don't seem to have bad equipment, and they don't look like easy people.

"Layla, Vigo, Risson, Maisha, and Mirro, the time has finally come, so let's welcome this moment of glory together."

Under Michael's command, six people, including him, stood on the edge of the six stone pillars around the altar, and a strange incantation came out of his mouth.

O Lord of the Wind! Answer our call.

We are willing to give ourselves to show your glory.

Come on! Pioneers of Flight!

Come on! Wings of the wind!

Your power will shake all beings!

Sherlock wasn't alone, many players realized that the process didn't seem quite right.

Even those who don't know Sandakor know that although this god is called the Wind Rider, his priesthood does not have wind and anything related to the wind, if you want to awaken the bloodline of the gods, this spell is not very consistent no matter how you look at it, and it is almost the same as the wind elemental goddess Arcady.

It's just that now that the rituals have been carried out, and there have been no accidents for the time being, everyone has waited with a fluke mentality, after all, their task is to help NPCs awaken the power in their bloodlines rather than to ensure the safety of each other's lives.

Sherlock was actually about to make a move when he heard the first two sentences, but Milru's eyes interrupted his movements, and it was estimated that defeat was the ending that the other party did not want to accept more than death.

This time, Lady Luck was on their side, no, no, maybe it would be more accurate to say that it was the blessing of the Doom Maiden.

After Michael recited the incantation six times in a row, a strong wind elemental power condensed and enveloped the six NPCs on the field.

Suddenly, the surrounding players came out with all kinds of means to probe the situation in front of them.

Sherlock also had no skills, so he could only observe the flow of magic in Mirlu's body with the help of his frog eyes.

He had seen the body of this mannequin many times before, and he had studied the ability to control the wind element more than a hundred times, and he had noticed the difference at a glance.

Before, no matter how strong Mirlu's control ability was, she couldn't store any magic power in her body, but now it's not a question of whether she stores it or not, it's that her whole body seems to be filled with the power of the wind element, and she is almost reaching the level of penetrating her body.

Could it be that there was really nothing wrong with this ritual, Sherlock kept questioning himself in his mind, he always felt that something was wrong but couldn't tell what it was.

It would be nice if Feng Erzhong and Tamu were here, with their two strong logical analysis skills and knowledge storage, they can definitely say why.

Time passed bit by bit, and after half an hour, the power of the wind element finally gradually dissipated.

Seeing Mirro's crying of joy, Sherlock's heart that had been hanging was also relaxed.

However, before a few people could come forward to ask, Mikos, who was the presiding officer of the ceremony, chanted a spell again, and a black spell fluctuation locked the other five people on the stone pillar.

Sure enough, there was a problem! Sherlock was the first to react, his long black hair fluttering, and his shadowy body quietly scurried out.

Silent step! Shadow Walk!

At this speed, it took him less than half a second to get to Mirro's side, only to reach out for him when a black barrier stopped in front of him when his hand reached out to grab him.

Natural Transformation - Heroic Fire Monkey!

With a slash of his right foot back, he blasted up with a burst of inflamed punches.

Rumble! Under the huge collision, the black barrier did not fluctuate in the slightest, but Sherlock bounced out under the reaction force.

The rest of the people also quickly reflected when they saw his movements, although there were many strange things about the bloodline awakening ritual just now, they were all within the scope of acceptance.

Now in this scene, no matter how you look at that Mikos, it seems that he has bad intentions, this troublesome escort mission has finally been completed, and if he is disturbed by this NPC, their previous efforts will all be in vain.

With so many players, there are always a few powerful characters, and all of a sudden, what to disarm the enchantment, magic riot, demon breaking slash, flash spell, and all kinds of skill spells have emerged.

It's just that without exception, none of these methods have been able to rescue the people inside the black barrier, and since Michael has deliberately gathered several people together and allowed the players to follow, it proves that the other party is fully prepared.

Severe winter and daytime, scorching heat into the night;

The false is true, and the deceased will not die.

The form of perfection, six into one;

The power of Wanyu slashes the heavens and the earth.

As Michael chanted, the power of the wind elemental in his body became stronger, while the five Mirlou all let out a painful wail, and their bodies quickly weakened and aged at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

Sherlock didn't know what the effect of the spell chanted by the other party was, but he could guess it, and then look at the effect was nothing more than absorbing the power of others or something.

The first sentence is not clear about its meaning for the time being, but the second, third and fourth sentences are more obvious together, which means that the power of the bloodline on the six people is incomplete and false, and the perfect form can only be achieved by the only one of the six people.

Regardless of whether it is a combination or not, it is impossible for Sherlock to sit back and watch Mir Lu become a sacrifice for other people's growth, maybe others can't break through this black barrier, but he, he has already found the structure node of this spell, grabbed a wind thunder shuriken in his hand and rushed forward again.

Those who follow the destiny of heaven have unlimited power;

The deceased lives forever, black and white forever.

As Michael finished chanting the last syllable, Sherlock's shuriken pierced the spot of light in the frog's eye, and a huge storm of magic blew up from the intersection of the two, and the violent force instantly shook him away.

It's just that at this critical moment, his tongue has been wrapped around the girl who fell to the ground, and it was pulled out together.

Mirlou had now lost her youthful beauty, replaced by long pale hair, a wrinkled face, and even the flesh and bone of her body had shrunk a lot.