"Sure enough, there is not the slightest hope of victory!"

With the Ring of Thunder's Protection, Thunder Blaster couldn't hurt Kyle and didn't paralyze him.

Resistance is still possible.

However, after even Dick and this biggest dependence have been resolved, Kyle really doesn't know what else he can do.

Hope is the most powerful force in the world.

It can make people sacrifice everything for it, or it can exert more power than they can imagine.

But if you want to be destroyed.

It was a terrible blow that nothing could compare.

Even those warriors who fought for hope will lose the meaning of fighting when hope is destroyed, and they will never recover.

Burst!

Poof!

One by one, the black threads broke through the nets of the blades swung by the Twilight Bridle, burrowing through the cracks in the armor and into Kyle's body.

Kyle is not without countermeasures.

The power of the void flowed everywhere in the body, dissolving the black threads that entered the body.

It's just that the high condensation of the Extreme Realm energy is terrifying, and Kyle's power of the void is not a complete version of the great supernatural power like Wren. It would take Kyle at least twenty seconds to dissolve a black thread.

Faced with the black silk that kept entering his body and imprisoning his athletic ability.

It wasn't until he was driven in front of the crow that Kyle dissolved the first black thread that had entered his body.

The crow was unimpressed.

Kyle dissolves one, and he adds another, anyway, for him, this kind of black silk is a complete idea, and it can't be consumed at all.

"Kyle, I'll give you one last chance to sign this contract."

Raven brought the scroll to Kyle's eyes and said with a look of pity, "To be honest, I value your talent and would very much like you to be my assistant rather than a pathetic experiment." ”

"Phew!!"

A mouthful of foam spat at the crow, which was blocked by it with a scroll.

"Alas!" The crow let out a long sigh.

"If you are not free, you would rather die............ You've given up my last chance to give you a choice, or that's it! Hopefully, you won't regret it in the days to come. ”

The black crow waved his hand, and the black silk instantly penetrated deep into Kyle's body again.

In agony, Kyle heard the crow's words, "Sure enough, unlike those Nornes kids, you don't have a hedron in your heart. ”

…………

Just when Kyle thought his life was coming to an end.

I suddenly felt a hazy feeling in my sight, and my heart was even more abruptly sleepy, and then I fell asleep.

"Wake up, Kyle, it's time for you to wake up!"

After a slap, Kyle is awakened, and the words come to his ears.

also uses a strange duet———— the first is a crisp female voice, like a little girl; The other is low and rich, full of the vicissitudes of the world.

After opening your eyes......

"Huh? It's a poet! You're alive? ”

Kyle looked at the poet in front of him in surprise, and when the crow detonated hundreds of black threads at the same time, Kyle thought that the girl must be dead.

But looking at her current appearance, except for some gray face, there are basically no injuries on her body.

Due to the line of sight, Kyle also saw the appearance of the black crow at this time.

This powerful cursed ghost, a doppelganger of a Polar Mage, now has his eyes closed, and he has fallen into a deep sleep just like Kyle just now.

"I know you have a doubt."

'Shikou' said slowly in a strange double accent: "But you just need to know that I just saved you, I won't harm you, and I will help you fight against the deceased-crow, and that's enough." ”

"Now, you first break free from the shackles of these energy threads, they go deep into your body, I don't dare to do it rashly, you can only purify it yourself."

“…… Good! ”

Kyle had no other choice.

Although he is extremely curious about the existence of this possession of Shiko, the other party is right, the crow is Kyle's enemy.

The energy threads are composed of the black crow's exclusive Extreme Realm energy, and the condensation is extremely high, but the total energy value is not much, and Kyle only consumed less than ten points of physical strength to break down these silk threads in his body and break free from the shackles.

"Hah! …… Whining. ”

Before Kyle could burst out laughing, his mouth was immediately blocked by the 'poet', "Don't speak loudly, it will probably wake up the crow." ”

With that, he immediately let Kyle go.

Later, 'Poet' explains to Kyle why he did this:

"Violent sounds, fluctuations in elemental energy, body vibrations and pain, as well as attacks, paralysis, and dizziness are all likely to wake up the crow. In short, around crows, it is best not to have any drastic changes. ”

"I see!" Kyle nodded understandingly.

Then he continued: "First of all, thank you for saving me, and second, who are you? I can't call you a poet! ”

"My name, Toltord."

“…… What!?? Kyle asked incredulously.

'Shikou' is extremely bland, and it is still the answer just now.

"My name, Toltord."

"I remember......" Kyle stared into the other's eyes, "Tortoise demigod Thortord died three thousand years ago. ”

'Shikou' still said calmly: "That's true, therefore, I am now the spirit, pinning on this girl." ”

Kyle thought about it for a while, and then he believed it three or four points.

Poets often prophesied, and Toltord was known for his prophetic powers.

To be able to unconsciously put a mage in the Extreme Realm like Black Crow into a deep sleep, at least he must have the ability to cast spells in the Extreme Realm, and the other party is possessed to cast spells, and the casting level will inevitably be reduced.

If you think about it this way, it is really possible.

Let's call it Toltord first.

Thinking of this, Kyle didn't delve into the identity of the other party, but focused on the most important question: "This Thortod... Your Majesty, since you plan to help me deal with the crows, I wonder what you are going to do? How can I work with you? ”

Each demigod-level being occupies a large territory, and usually, they are honored as 'Your Majesty' or 'Your Majesty'.

And Toltord also gave Kyle a reassuring answer: "I will arrange a binding circle around the crow, as well as various magic circles that imprison and seal its power, and when the arrangement is completed and the crow wakes up, I will personally take action and continue to entangle with it." And you take the opportunity to use the power of purification to dismantle its soul. ”

"Okay, just do it!"

The defense of the 'Oath of Vengeance' enchantment is very strong, and under normal circumstances, if you are trapped inside, you want to escape.

Either the caster will take the initiative to remove the enchantment, or the caster must be killed.

Of course, Toltord had hypnotized the Crow, and without the caster's blockade, it could have broken the barrier with a leisurely spell and escaped with the poet himself.

However, it not only rescued Kyle, but also claimed its identity and chose to kill the spellcaster Crow with Kyle.

This made Kyle secretly grateful.

…………

"It's so slow! Thortod, why are you so slow to set up the circle? ”

In the face of the impatient Kyle, Thortod still looked calm, and said slowly in a double voice: "As I just said, if the elemental fluctuations are too violent, it is likely to wake up the crows and cause us to waste all our efforts. ”

"Got it, I'm just complaining."

Despite his words, Kyle paced back and forth in a hurry.

Seeing this, Toltord said: "If you are in a hurry, you can rest for a while, and when the circle is completed, I will wake you up." ”

"I can't sleep ......"

Thump!

Before Kyle finished speaking, he saw Thortod's eyes glare, and a gray light flashed in his eyes, and Kyle fell asleep in an instant.

He fell directly to the ground and snored.

Seven or eight minutes later.

Thortod woke up Kyle: "The circle is complete, you can wake up the crow at any time, how is the recovery?" Kyle. ”

Kyle wiped his eyes and said in surprise, "You 'hypnotized' (don't think crooked, literally) me...... When was the spell cast, and why didn't I feel the fluctuations? ”

With an elemental energy perception of up to 14,500, any spells around him basically can't hide Kyle's perception, not to mention, Thortod has always been in Kyle's sight.

- Elemental vision is always on.

Even so, Kyle still hasn't found out when Toltodd cast the spell.

Thortord shook his head: "I didn't cast a spell on you, and this ability is not a spell, you can't block it like a spell blocking." ”

"Not necessarily!"

Kyle was also terrified if he was forced to sleep and had a bunch of bound, imprisoned, and sealed circles drawn around him.

Just thinking about it, Kyle thinks it's terrifying!

"Toltord, you try again now." The thick golden air mass enveloped Kyle entirely, leaving no gaps, for fear of leaving any loopholes for the other party.

At the same time, Kyle secretly orders Dick (the dart has been unplugged) to wake him up immediately if he does fall asleep.

Hearing Kyle's words, Toltord, or Poet, shook his head, and then looked at Kyle, his eyes glaring, and his eyes flashed gray.

The power of the void that almost made Kyle Wanfa inviolable, this time it seems to be just a decoration.

The golden air mass did not react to the gray light.

Kyle is also forced to fall asleep again in an instant.

Then, Dick, who had been instructed in advance, knocked Kyle on the back and woke him up as he had just fallen asleep.

"This, this...... That's impossible!! ”

Kyle was incredulous and unjustified by this fact: "No spell can pass through it except for electric magic, and it's even more impossible for you to have such a complex hypnotic magic!" ”

The power of the void is supernatural, the ability to take effect absolutely (see Chapter 16), and it is actually ignored.

"As I said, this is not an illegal technique, and the power of purification will naturally not work." Thortod explained.

Hearing this, Kyle's expression was unprecedentedly serious, and he stared at the other party's eyes tightly: "Since it's not a spell, what kind of ability is this?" Please tell me, please! ”

"This ability is called power, and it is a powerful power exclusive to demigod-level existences."

Toltord's expression also became extremely serious: "Of course, it also has a name that you must be very familiar with. ”

"What?"

"Magical powers."