Chapter 877: Harvest the Frost and Become a Servant
It's completely supportable.
An ancient spell that formed a totem of soul imprint.
"Huh"
Hit the center of the frost's eyebrows.
Imprinted on his soul.
It's a game.
People with strong souls and willpower will rise up and resist. In the previous four attempts, Cloudfall City had failed, and Frostfall forcibly broke the soul imprint of Cloudfall City with a willpower many times greater than that of ordinary people, and the curse was implemented.
This is also the reason why Mo Bai chose frost as the experimental material.
Just because of Frostfall's loyalty to arrogance, it is clear that Frostfall is a very assertive, willed, and self-aware master.
And this kind of person is the most difficult type of soul branding spell to deal with.
If even this kind of person can successfully curse, then, no matter what kind of opponent he encounters in the future, he will never miss if he casts the soul branding spell again.
"Get out of here!"
Frostfall was still struggling desperately, his eyes were red, his face was covered with beads of sweat, and his soul rose up to resist, fighting fiercely against the brand of slavery.
Although he was tied, he could still speak.
This roar is like a cry from the depths of the soul.
He wouldn't give up.
It's the same with Cloud Fall City.
She deepened the infusion of soul power, and the power of ancient spells increased.
Rumble!
In the end, the imprint still hit the depths of Frostfall's soul deeply, obliterating his last resistance.
Frost fell only for a moment of darkness in his head.
A pair of frost-colored pupils that gradually lose focus.
His hands also hung down weakly.
"Lord...... Master. When he regained consciousness, Frostfall raised his head and looked at Yun Chengcheng with only surrender in his eyes.
"It worked." Yun Chengcheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile curled up at the corner of his lips.
It was so exhausting to her.
It's the first time I've learned an ancient spell seal technique, it's so tiring.
"Good." Big Mo nodded in satisfaction, and as soon as he raised his hand, he ripped open the rope that bound Frostfall. Now that the Soul Brand Spell has been laid, from this moment on, Frostfall is a gentle servant, and will never resist the order of the Dump.
It's not necessary to tie it up again.
After Frostfall surrendered, he stood up from his chair, walked in front of Yun Chengcheng, knelt down on one knee, and made a standard master-servant salute: "See master." The moon sinks in the palace, the hall master in November, the frost falls, and it is sent by the master. ”
Cloud Fall City is also sweating profusely.
Tired.
She wiped the sweat from her forehead and took a pill to replenish her soul power, and her breathing gradually stabilized.
This kind of powerful intermediate-level ancient spell has been cast six times in a row at one time, and she is an iron person, and she can't support it.
"Frost falls."
"Yes."
"I have a few questions for you."
"Master, please."
"How long have you been serving the Moon Sinking Palace Lord?"
"Twenty-seven years."
"Then you know a lot about the Moon Sinking Palace Lord?"
"Learn a little. I don't know very well. ”
"What weaknesses does he have?" Cloud Tilt City asked the point he was most concerned about.
"There is only one weakness of the Moon Sinking Palace Lord, and that is the last Saint Maiden Yuexi." Frostfall said in an indifferent tone, "In this world, except for the moon, there is nothing that can affect the emotions of the Moon Sinking Palace Lord. For that woman, over the years, the palace master has really done many unbelievable things. ”
Yun Chengcheng's heart "chuckled".
Originally.
The mother's name is Yuexi.
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