Chapter 220: Burning the Wasteland: Ritual Magic!
Syllable!
As the life energy was consumed, the Molten Dryad King also ended the Flame Blood Rite, and Frieza successfully resisted its attack with the appearance of a royal soul. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Zizi!
At this time, the open space not far away finally changed, and a strong wind spiraled down, rolling up patches of dust and sand, and the heavy smell of blood on the battlefield dissipated indifferently.
Durant opened his eyes, as deep as the stars and the Milky Way, and his temperament changed, more like a scholar.
Thundered!
The first lightning bolt finally fell from the sky, and it flew fiercely.
Zizi!
Just as Durant was about to be hit hard, the lightning suddenly escaped, and he closed his eyes again, his body motionless.
Durant has finally entered the trial space, and once he breaks through his shell, it will be time to become a prophet.
The Molten Dryad King's breath became heavy, he stared at Durant, his body trembled violently, and the task given to him by his master was to kill that human at all costs!
"No, you can..." said the Molten Dryad King in a low voice.
Touch!
The Molten Dryad King did not take back the Origin Heart, but used him as a medium to target Durant in the distance.
"Abragas, the ancient calendar, reprimanded Sido..."
The Molten Tree Demon King chanted, and a dark red six-pointed star array appeared in the sky, and strange runes were constantly flickering, lighting up the heavens and the earth.
Frieza immediately made a decision, and rushed forward with an arrow, the target was the Heart of the Origin!
As we all know, the Heart of Origin is the absolute weakness of plant-based life, and the Molten Dryad King is now fighting for his life.
Hula!
The closer he got to the Heart of Origin, the greater the pressure on Frieza, and the fire elemental around the Molten Dryad King became more and more agitated, which also indicated extraordinary power.
In fact, Frieza understood what it was doing as early as the moment the Molten Dryad King chanted.
Ritual magic! An extremely strange kind of magic!
It does not belong to the prefix magic, but to a special magic category.
There are two major factions of ritual magic, the first is sacrificial ritual magic, which is released by sacrificing an item, and the power varies depending on the strength of the sacrificial item. These sacrificial objects are often related to the body, blood, bones, and even soul of living beings, so sacrificial ritual magic is also known as evil ritual magic.
The second faction is the ornamental ritual magic, which is released through some pre-prepared items, and the power varies from one power to another. Ritual magic is very focused on the placement of objects, most of which are minerals, metals, crystals, etc., which contain energy.
Judging from the actions of the Molten Dryad King, the ritual magic in front of him certainly belonged to the first faction, but he didn't know what the sacrifice was.
He must not be released!
Frieza gritted his teeth, his eyes turning scarlet, he had failed in guarding the Molten Heart before, and he would not allow himself to fail a second time!
"There are many ancient times in the Gaso, and Buzz is a special case..." The Molten Dryad King was still chanting, not in the slightest mood swing from Frieza's actions, after all, the most feared thing about ritual magic was being interrupted. If it is interrupted, the caster will suffer a terrible backlash!
Seeing this, Frieza became more and more uneasy, the longer the Molten Dryad King chanted, the more powerful the ritual magic became!
Esoteric Martial Arts, Mountain Shield Battle, Peak Fall!
Frieza carried her giant shield behind her back, and with the great sword in both hands, she leapt fiercely towards the Molten Dryad King.
This secret weapon technique is one of the few offensive weapons in the mountain shield battle, and its power is not to mention.
Boom!
In mid-air, Frieza turned into a tall mountain and fell above the Heart of Origin.
"Ali Nando..." The Molten Dryad King moved, and he stood in front of the Heart of Origin, allowing the great sword to pierce into his body, destroying everything.
Frieza was furious, he thought that the Molten Dryad King did not hesitate to use his torso to resist his attack, but he did not expect that Rao would be able to chant the spell smoothly even though he was seriously injured, this ruthlessness had to make people feel cold.
"Bra Gongxi!" After enduring intense pain, the Molten Dryad King finally completed the ritual magic, his torso burned at a speed visible to the naked eye, and wisps of essence were absorbed by the six-pointed star array in front of him, and the light was great!
"What?" Frieza's mouth widened, and it was himself who the Molten Dryad King had sacrificed!
Hula!
The leaves of the burning mangrove withered and withered, the sturdy trunk cracked and turned to ash, and the Molten Tree Demon King went from his prime to aging, and the center of the Heart of Origin tore a hole in it, expanding and finally turning into a reticulated scar.
Scratch!
It's shattered!
The shattering of the Origin Heart represents the death of the Molten Dryad King!
Not only that, but the seed that represented the soul was also absorbed by ritual magic!
Frieza is all dead, no wonder the Molten Dryad King doesn't care about his body, he was going to sacrifice himself in the first place!
Goo knock!
The ritual magic that drank the energy of flesh and blood swelled, and streams of pure white flames escaped, and the earth was completely burned with just a single trace!
The earth and rocks are all set on fire!
"No!" Frieza turned sharply to look at the clearing.
Boom!
The pure white fire turns into a giant eagle and swoops straight ahead!
Durant is still immersed in the trial space without a little defense, and if he is hit by pure white fire, the consequences can be imagined.
"Let me come!"
At this moment, Aragorn suddenly burst out from the side and raised the sigh barrier in his hand.
"Aragorn!" Frieza was shocked, he didn't expect Aragorn to appear in that position.
Truth be told, what if Durant does fall? Aragorn has a much higher status in Frieza's heart than Durant.
"Go away! go away!" Frieza roared.
When he reached middle age, he finally accepted a disciple with great talent and affection, how could he watch him die now?
Aragorn looked resolute in the face of his teacher's slightly hideous face, he puffed up his chest, raised the sigh barrier in his hand, and his broad lips squirmed.
Frieza was silent, he could read what Aragorn meant.
"I'm a shield warrior!"
That's what Aragon just said.
What is Shield Warrior?
That is to stand in front of your companions, and to guard with the wide shield in your hand!
They are the first line of defense!
The spirit of the shield warrior is to never retreat!
Aragorn also has his own pride, and he adheres to the principles of the Shield Warrior, especially after inheriting the two major branches of the Shield Warrior.
Is Durant the hope of this big fight?
Yes!
That was enough, and that was enough for Aragorn to risk his life. (To be continued.) )