Chapter 391: A New Chess Piece
"Think about it, if you tell me how to undo the spell now, then I can spare your life, otherwise you won't have a choice when I send these things to that elf, and after I break them. You know, there are so many here, and from these techniques, you can see some commonalities, right? β
Felik flicked the ruby in his hand again, and the necromancer's gaze was fixed on it, unable to take it off at all.
This ruby, which Felik deliberately went down to the ground to pick up, was originally the magic crystal on the necromancer's staff, and when his Enma knife pierced the opponent's body, the opponent let go of the staff in his hand as if he had lost his strength.
Felik watched as the staff pierced through the clouds and fell to the ground.
It stands to reason that this was not a notable thing, but Felik's stab was not a fatal blow, and compared to the other four elders who were given a fatal blow, they all lost their strength at the last moment before giving up their staffs, and the necromancer's actions were too suspicious.
Coupled with the technique of extracting souls, which he is best at, he can have a reliable guess with a little use of his brain.
So after Filik imprisoned him, he immediately retrieved the hair in the lower realm, and after the accurate identification of mana fluctuations, he was sure that there was a spell on this piece of magic crystal, and this old immortal was very likely to seal his soul in it.
"You are too naΓ―ve, if you want to blame, blame you for losing it too early, obviously it is not a fatal injury but you can't wait to let go of the staff, this is incredible, it is like a person who fell into the water took the initiative to let go of the life-saving straw."
Looking at the other party's pale face and the wrinkles that trembled from shock, he was very satisfied.
"Did you originally plan to kill you even if I was here, but your soul is sealed in the magic crystal, that staff is extremely precious, and it will inevitably be picked up by the mage, and the mage who can have a rare staff is destined to have a good final level, and it is very likely to come into contact with the magic guide mechanism, and when you can get close to those magic guide mechanisms, you will have a new body, I guess right?"
The necromancer was silent, what the other party said was not bad at all, he probably had this plan.
"Old man, don't struggle, even if your magic crystal is strong, I have a way to destroy it, like this."
As he spoke, a pale blue flame ignited in Felik's palm.
The moment the flames appeared, the temperature of the entire cell rose, and in order to prove the power of the flames, Felik also took out a gem, which was extremely hard obsidian, and he lightly tapped his finger on the gem, injecting magic power, and the runes engraved on the gem emitted a bright light.
Those are all inscriptions that strengthen physical defenses, so many, densely packed, such a gem, it is extremely difficult to destroy with physical means, only with spells to destroy.
Felik pulled out the Enma Knife, and with a wave of his hand, he easily cut the obsidian in half, and then flicked the flame in his hand, and the flames fell on the two stones, and with a bang, it was incinerated in an instant, and not even the ashes remained.
"Don't underestimate my strength, I'm not the person you saw for the first time, you think this world is ...... Is it only you who can manipulate the soul? As he spoke, Felik's eyes flashed.
The words made the necromancer's body tremble, his gray beard and eyebrows quivered, his face twisted, and he asked in words that were almost squeezed out of his throat, "You...... Who the hell?! β
"I'm Felik, but I have one more master, and my master is an existence you can't imagine."
As he spoke, Felik took out an extra transparent block in his hand and threw it into the necromancer's body.
Felik carefully observed the other party's reaction, and although the other party was also mentally shocked, it was obviously not as violent as Mira and Riel.
But it wasn't easy, and he looked at Felik in bewilderment.
"That's what the Lord taught me, how to condense coercion into substance." Felik casually made it up.
"Now I can decide your life and death, but you also have a better choice, I believe that for a great sage's surrender, the master will not refuse, not to mention that your spell is quite useful." Felik spoke calmly.
The other party was silent.
"Now there are only three paths in front of you, one is to refuse to tell me the way to solve the curse, and when I find a way to solve the curse, I will kill you, and before that you will have to endure unimaginable torture, a hundred times more painful than just now.
The other way is to tell me how to undo the spell, and I don't mind letting you go, a weak ant.
And the third way is to take refuge in my master, as a colleague, in order to work better together in the future, I think you will also help me lift the curse of my friend, after all, this is just an easy thing for you, there is a hundred benefits and no harm.
I'll give you time to think about it, and I'll come back to you tomorrow at noon. β
With that, Felik put the ruby back into the bag, turned and walked out, without even looking at the other man, he knew what the old man's expression was now.
He had already decided that he wanted to test his skills of controlling people's hearts on this great sage and pull him under his command, and the reason why he wanted to fictionalize a master who didn't exist at all was to avoid too much speculation by the necromancer, so that he could better control it.
The closer you get, the more you know, the more strange you are, the more unknown you are.
Even if the same practice is done by a loved one, it may be possible to understand the other person's purpose, while it is difficult to guess the intention of a stranger.
He doesn't want this old immortal to see his true purpose, there is a mysterious existence behind it, not only can he use "I don't know why the master is doing this" to fool the past at a critical time, but it can also make him jealous and dare not come nonsense.
He now has a lot of chess pieces, but these pieces can only be considered pawns, and if the necromancer can be submissive, then he can also be considered to have a bishop who can fly across the chessboard.
"Next...... What step is it time to take? β
Felik walked out of the prison entrance, the cold sunlight shining on his silver glittering iron, his eyes narrowed, and the expression under his mask was unfathomable.
At the door, Mira was standing and waiting respectfully.
"Mira, gather all the members of the Third Eye, from today onwards, I want to make everyone stronger, and they will all be trained by me."
"Huh?"
Mira's voice was a little puzzled, and a little unwilling.
Felik let out a chuckle from behind the mask, raised his hand and patted Mira's shoulder: "Mira, your loyalty to me has made you eligible for greater strength. Come to my room tonight and I'll lead you into a whole new world. β
Hearing this, Mira's dim eyes under the mask lit up again.
"Yes, Chief!"
At this moment, her tone of reply was extremely firm.