Angus Rosenthal saw an abominable worm in the golem's field of vision—a worm with incredible bouncing power, jumping from the paw of "Swift the Obsessive" to his waist. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info He had the heart to drive away, but while he was casting spells, he couldn't spare any more hands and feet.

Forget it, it's just a small bug, and how much trouble can it cause—the energy of the spell quickly condensed, and around the carrion-heaping body, the dead man's elegy let out its first mournful wail. White spirits fluttered in the sky like swarms of flies, and rows of coffins seemed to break through the sky from another world......

An elegy for mourning!

As the spell was about to be completed, Angus's spell came to an end, and the power of the Scourge of Destruction and Silence flowed through the spell model in an instant. But at this moment, the silver sword swept past his waist like the light of dawn.

The sword was beyond Angus's expectations.

It was also beyond Glo's expectations.

Including Glo's teammates, everyone saw the colorful seven-colored light curtain on the body of "Swift the Obsessive". The scene of the sky appeared in the palace, clear and clear like a pool of blue water, and the blazing white sunlight passed through the sky, and this gloomy palace suddenly had some divine appearance, solemn, solemn and quiet atmosphere permeated every inch of space.

Demise.

The resentful spirits swept by the sword screamed one after another, and the phantom of the coffin shattered one by one, and several wisps of green smoke rose from the light curtain. The lich in the tower snorted suddenly.

The blade of the sword plowed a deep furrow into the waist of the knight's puppet, without any condensation, like a sharp dinner knife cutting into cheese. Fortunately, the body of this puppet was huge enough to not be broken by this sword, but the mana in the body seemed to have lost a large part of it inexplicably. "Swift the Obsessive" picked up his spear and shook it slightly.

[Elegy for Mourning] was finally released!

But power? Probably a little stronger than the new mage's small fireball, this group spell was easily dodged or taken by the six.

"Church of the Radiant, Shining Knight?"

Angus's voice rang out through the puppet's hideous mask, and he stared at the figure that landed in front of him, looking at the young human, but more attention fell on the bayonet.

Some familiar sensations brought back his dusty memories, a grief that went deep into his bones and soul.

Glo looked up, and he noticed something very important - the boss can actually talk?

"Who the hell are you?"

Glo asked. The boss was already a little surprised by the sudden sense of battle, and now, when he realized that the puppet was talking to him, he was even more suspicious. The voice was hoarse, cold, lifeless—Glo was probably sure he was a dead man. And in connection with the name of this copy, "Angus's Elegy Temple", he had some vague speculation.

"Ho-my name? Deplorables who believe in false gods, minions of corrupt power, lackeys of the Church, do you really want answers? ”

The puppet's footsteps stepped into the palace. As soon as his words fell, and there was no obvious movement, the extreme frost white cold breath suddenly struck in a fan-shaped shape as his body rotated - the scope of this attack encompassed all the team members, and almost instantly occupied this corner of the vast palace.

[Eternal Frost]!

Glo opened his mouth wide and almost shouted, he finally remembered the name of the spell skill, but there was silence in his ears, and he didn't hear his own voice. Through the cold condensation in front of him, he saw a static picture of three noble knights and priests, Qia Karami, all of them maintaining their movements and expressions for a moment, their bodies imprisoned in the crystal shape of the huge ice block, of course, including himself. Miss Lena Barros was not spared, but she was just in the middle of Glo's sight.

It's a level sixty-five Frost Elemental Spell!

In the "Angus' Elegy Temple" dungeon, "Swift the Obsessive" is only a level 35 boss. The lowest level of the [Awakening Realm] body was destined to be unable to carry extraordinary power, Glo's eyes rolled in the ice coffin, and he stared at the huge knight puppet.

Change is happening.

The huge carrion body of "Swift the Obsessive" began to shatter from the corners like a rapidly weathered rock. The soles of the feet, the legs, the arms, and then the torso...... Finally, a head floating in mid-air emitting a curling black aura came from behind the mask. A rainbow-like curtain of light still existed in the palace, and the huge heads of the knight puppets swirled in the light, and the ice and snow melted rapidly.

The boss is gone. The palace was as silent as death.

Glo silently opened the system and looked at the experience column, but there was no change. After all the skeleton warriors in the palace were killed, his level had reached LV24, and the experience points of the final boss could have allowed him to be raised to level 25, but now, a sudden unexpected situation broke the original idea. But that's not the worst of it - Glo found himself unable to move except for his eyes, and he was trapped in this ice coffin!

He knew the spell [Extreme Cold Eternal Freeze], and he also had some understanding in the game. The high-ranking elemental mage's spells were not lethal, they were often used to limit the enemy's movements, and the spell had the lowest mana cost in its class - he determined that the soul-possessed creature was Angus Rosenthal, the most proficient and skilled high-level lich in the Council of the Dead.

In the first version of the game, the lich's level was set to LV75. Even if he didn't use his own body, only a part of his soul came into the body of the "obsessive", which made this spell discounted, and it was a real transcendent power.

Under normal circumstances, with the current level of the six members of the team, no one could break these frozen confines from within. Perhaps, in this unknown palace, their lives will be in the ice coffin with the passage of time until they fall into an eternal night's sleep.

……

Angus in the tower stood motionless, the earthy yellow gems on the pendant turning into a pile of powder on his bony palms. In his hollow eyes, the purple soul fire began to brighten again, and he glanced at Nina in the corner, spreading out his bony palms, letting the powder spill through the gaps in his finger joints.

"Nina, can you still hear me?"

Angus's voice was gentle and weak.