Hatina soon discovered that this cold not only came from the bottom of his heart, but also from the surrounding seawater, and the Bone Rat, as an undead creature, had a high resistance to the cold, and the cold that could make it feel must be extremely cold.

"He knew we were coming, and he had set a trap here. ”

Hatina was startled, and a thought came to mind.

He didn't know how Ron noticed it, but the biting cold at the moment had left him too late to think.

The rats began to frantically approach the shore, and as soon as half of the bone rats landed, he was sure to reverse it all and put the situation back under control.

The temperature of the sea dropped dramatically, and when Ron poured a tube of blue potion into the water again, the drop in temperature finally took a qualitative turn, and the frost quickly spread on and below the surface.

A bone rat stepped on the body of his companion, struggling to jump out of the water, but one foot was frozen by the frost that spread up, he hung on the ice cube and screamed, and soon saw the frost covering the water surface of the whole cave, and the bone rats were all frozen in the water, either under the water or half alone.

A few of the fish below tried to escape the cave, but were obscured by the sudden rush of ink from behind, and then one by one they crashed head-on into the spreading ice, and finally froze.

"Four Frost Lands and one Yurol Frost Breath, the freezing effect is really good. ”

Ron looked at the frozen water with satisfaction, and the octopus kraken showed a smile after sending a message about the fish that had not escaped.

Ron picked up a small piece of white bone and looked at it closely, there was a delicate positioning witch array on it, and it was obviously this thing that revealed his location.

"I've taken refuge in the Sea of Despair, and you're still holding on to me, and I wonder who is so interested in me, the Castle of Reflections or the House of Brussels, or the House of Souls?"

The bone rat hanging upside down on the ice stopped struggling, twisted its rattling joints, and looked at Ron.

"Ron, wizards do more than you think, and even the Sea of Despair can't keep you safe unless you hide in the depths. ”

The Bone Rat spoke in the voice of Hartina.

Ron smiled and shook his head, "If those wizards behind you are really that powerful, then it should be me, not you, to hang upside down now." ”

Hatina was stunned when he heard this, and only after a moment did he slowly say, "Since we can find you, then others can find you as well, and you still have nowhere to escape." ”

"What about finding me. Ron smiled, "Formal wizards don't dare to go deep into the sea, and as many as you come, I can kill as many as I want." ”

"Do you really think you've won?" Hatina burst out with a low laugh, "even the frog at the bottom of the well that dares to hide in the hole dares to make a big noise!"

"Bone Blast!" Hatina roared.

Beneath the frozen sea, a series of muffled explosions were heard suddenly, and then the ice began to shake, and cracks spread across the ice.

When a cry of pain pierced through the thick ice, a tremendous force broke through the ice and cracked the nirvana.

After paying for half of the Bone Rat's death, Hatina stood up again, looking at the Bone Rat torn apart in the broken ice, and a sharp cry came from the back of Hatina's head.

"He ruined my body, I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him!"

Behind Hatina's head, there was another face, the man who had been with him, screaming in pain with his eyes closed.

After losing too many Bone Rats, the remaining Bone Rats could no longer support the bodies of two people, so they had to coexist in this way.

Hartina ignored the screams in the back of her head and walked slowly towards Ron on the broken ice.

"You should be glad that your corpse is not enough to make up for my loss, otherwise I will definitely kill you. ”

"This kind of big talk, let's wait until you get out of the land of frost. Ron sneered and activated the Frost Thorn Elixir.

Facing the ice spikes that broke through the ice, Hartina showed a sneering smile, without the slightest intention of dodging, he stretched out his stiff right hand, and a dark green bead slowly floated.

"Blood Sacrifice of the Dead!"

As the ice spikes lifted Hatina high and hung it on top of the ice, countless wailing faces poured out of the green beads, one after the other.

The inhabitants of Brador, devoured not only by the flesh, but also by the soul.

For necromancers, painful souls, twisted flesh have never been just toys in their hands.

Wailing faces swirled towards Ron.

The blood sacrifice of the dead, which is carried out with the lives and souls of the entire inhabitants of Brador, is a cruel but effective method.

Ron's face was heavy, he had already sensed the danger of these painful souls, so he didn't dare to be approached by these dangerous souls at all.

Ron quickly stepped back, and Marais suddenly burst out, opening his mouth to bite the wandering soul.

Marais bit into the air with a ferocious bite, piercing through the soul, an illusory and disembodied soul that was not at all touchable by this kind of physical attack.

The spirits didn't move forward fast, but they always looked at Ron, and no matter how much Ron dodged, he couldn't escape the tracking of these souls.

As more and more souls poured in, these wandering souls slowly occupied most of the space of the cave, leaving less and less places for Ron to dodge.

Hatina hung on the ice looked at Ron, who was forced to hide, and his eyes were full of suppressed killing intent.

The secret technique of the blood sacrifice of the undead has always been one of the most ferocious methods of the Brussels family, and countless people who were enemies of the Brussels family died under the blood sacrifice of the undead, and finally turned into an insignificant corpse in the swamp of the dead.

Just like Ron at this moment, no matter how much he dodges, he can't escape the fate of being bitten by these painful souls in the end.

Of course, Hartina would not let these tormented souls tear Ron apart, and his soul had a greater use, which was to exchange it for the light of wisdom he had dreamed of.

Hartina had never thought that someone could escape this devouring of the blood sacrifice of more than a hundred people, the only thing he needed to consider was how much pain Ron could endure to bite his soul, and he needed to find the node that would make Ron's body lose control, but not let the soul collapse.

It's a technical job!," Hartina thought.

Marais, who had devoured his soul to no avail, finally switched his target after a few more attempts, and turned his head to stare at Hatina hanging from the ice.