Section 125 A Doll's House (22)

The stickman seemed to be talking to himself, but as the stickman was talking to himself, the stickman's body slowly rose up.

Through the fragments of the memories of the resentful spirits, the stickman knows the fragment of their life history, and they don't know which time or country, anyway, it is such a small country in the ice and snow.

A group of humans who don't know where they came from, with great strength, completely destroyed this small country, and in the end only the royal family led the last tens of thousands of people to retreat to this palace, but most of them were civilians, and those invaders did not let these people go, promising that the warriors and the royal family would voluntarily come out and stay, and they would spare all the civilians.

But it was a joke of this group of strong men, they didn't intend to spare anyone at all, not even children or women, in the end the warriors and the last royal family stayed in this palace hall, while all the civilians were pushed into the moat, and the unarmed civilians in the morning were frozen alive in their eyes, but they had nothing to do.

The last thousand people left behind, the consequences are even more cruel than the fate of those civilians, thousands of people were completely chopped up by unknown weapons, flesh and blood mixed together and completely sealed here, forever unable to be reborn, forever enslaved by those people.

But these ghosts who watched their countrymen being brutally killed, and finally their own flesh and blood were sealed here, their grievances could not be vented, and they knew that their enemies were only those people from the beginning, until now the ghosts are no longer rational, and they don't even know who their real enemies are, they only know that what they can kill is their own enemies.

And the number of people under the moat has doubled, and these murderous grievances are concentrated together with the civilian grievances that began at the beginning, and they are absorbed and used by the collection of evil ghosts' grievances, and so on in an infinite cycle. I don't know what kind of strength these powerful ghost ensembles have reached, so the stickman knows that he must resolve the grievances of these people. Otherwise, relying on the strength of his own group of people is simply to provide them with some nutrients.

"I ...... Depend on...... Miscellaneous...... What...... Appearance...... Letter...... You!" Feeling the strong willpower of the stickman, the confused collection of resentful spirits seemed to have a trace of consciousness.

"I can break the seal for you. Let your souls rest in peace!" The stickman has no other meaning than to give rest to these bound souls.

"Unseal it for me!" Without any hesitation, the wraithful spirit collective rushed directly into the depths of the stickman's consciousness, and the temptation to break the seal was even more maddening than the reason for his own revenge.

"I won't break the seal for you, let you kill more innocent people!" The stickman knew that the other party was willing to break the seal and not return to the place where he should go, no matter how coercive and tempting the other party was, he would not be tempted.

"I can't promise that I will get justice for you, but I am willing to swear that even if I die, I will go. Even if the final outcome is a catastrophe!" The stickman's oath has no temptation for the collection of resentful spirits, if the resentful spirits can go out, although they can't say that they can completely defeat the enemy with their own strength, but they won't be like the stickman without half a possibility, but the stickman knows that if they get out of trouble, they will definitely not let go of the power that can be used, including themselves, so even if it is for themselves, they can't let go of them.

It can be seen from the stickman's painful expression that the other party's entry into the depths of the stickman's mind will definitely not simply affect the stickman's consciousness, if it is not for the power of this magic array. The resentful spirit will definitely directly invade the stickman's body, but no, those people already know this simple and effective way to leave. They can do whatever they want in this hall, but they can't leave here half a step, including consciousness, so they can only force the stickman, instead of directly using the knowledge of the stickman to prevent the stickman's consciousness from being destroyed by powerful resentful spirits and becoming a fool.

"Why did you do that?" After a series of tortures, the resentful spirit collective knew that nothing could be done, but the resentful spirits, whose consciousness was becoming clearer and clearer, became two consciousnesses at this time, and one thought became more intense. Directly encroach on the body of the stickman, regardless of whether the stickman lives or dies. The other seemed to have seen it and decided to go back to where they were supposed to be. While the two forces were arguing, the third consciousness suddenly asked.

"I'm just doing what I'm supposed to do!" the stickman didn't know why he had to bother with it, but in the end emotion prevailed over reason.

"Well, I hope you can live well. Thank you!" the third force seemed to have given up, and slowly the consciousness of the resentful spirits, blinded by hatred, began to become clear.

"Help us break the seal!" Perhaps the eternal cycle had tired them, and the gray mist that lingered around the wraith's body slowly dissipated, and the last young prince with a crown and a scepter on his head gradually appeared, but his face was still a little blurry.

"Okay, let's let them withdraw the illusion first!" Although the illusion of the wraithful spirit collection cannot be compared with the illusion of the sealed land, the stickman can still feel the thick blood and viscosity, if it weren't for the countless tests of the illusion god, I am afraid that he would have fallen in this illusion.

"Okay! I hope you can help us get rid of it, thank you!" the prince covered his chest with his hands and made a ceremony full of gratitude, and then countless blood bubbles appeared from the blood pool that overflowed the stickman's waist, each blood bubble represented the resentment of a resentful spirit, and every time a trace of resentment was released, the blood level of the blood pool dropped by one point, and finally when the blood pool had dried up, a huge all-metal magic array pattern appeared on the ground.

"So that's the case!" Seeing the magic array in the place, the stickman was very surprised, but then he was relieved, the person who made the magic array must have understood the limit of human nature, it can be said that the complexity of this magic array has been weakened to the limit, and there is no binding effect at all, a qiē restraint comes from the resentful spirit itself, and the resentful spirit who was killed tragically will not let go of that resentment at all because of hatred, nor will it leave the place where he died.

"Well, there's nothing left to bind your body. With just a slight wave of his hand, the stickman was magically melted into a small ball by the high temperature in an instant, and the useless substance was completely removed, leaving only the magic material Mithril.

"Thank you! To thank you for your help to us, please receive our last gift!" The stickman who did nothing was a little embarrassed to get up.

"Actually, you don't have to thank me at all, you haven't been sealed at all, and the magic array I destroyed is actually useless. It is your own heart that has always bound you.

You watched your people be brutally murdered, and then you were murdered. You who have become resentful and unwilling to leave, and the people outside have also voluntarily guarded you, so that a reincarnation has been formed, which has continued until now, and it is time for liberation!"

"Either way, you are the ones who have untied us. On behalf of our Ice and Snow Kingdom, I would like to present you with our sincerest wishes, friendship and luck. "The Wraithing Prince saw his people dissipating around him one by one, and knew that they had gone where they were supposed to go, and even his strong gray aura turned into a transparent color, but at the moment when the Wraith Prince turned into the Phantom Prince, a white light instantly enveloped all the people in the hall, that is, the blessing of the Ice and Snow Kingdom - luck.

When the last Ice and Snow Folk returned to their hometown, the cold feeling of the entire hall instantly became normal, although the temperature of the environment was still extremely cold. But it was only the coldness of the body, and the palace hall that had just been intact instantly became dilapidated, and the only thing that was still well preserved was the transparent throne and the crown placed on the seat. That is, the crown on the head of the ghost prince.

"That's the Frozen Throne and the Frozen Crown, and whoever wears the Frozen Crown and sits on the Frozen Throne will become the true God of Ice and Snow and master the power of the Heavenly Gods!" Although the Ghost Prince said with great pride, there was a thick gloom in his tone, even if it was the power of the gods, but in the end, the Ice and Snow Kingdom still collapsed, and disappeared from the entire earth without even a trace of reaction.

"Can you do me one last favor? put them on or smash them, staying here can only be their help, I don't want to help them.

Think of them as a physical gift of thanks! Thank you. ”

"The stickman took them. "Not a magician, though. But Fat Bear knew that if they had these two artifacts, then their strength would be greatly increased. Especially in this icy and snowy place.

"Frozen Crown, Frozen Throne!" the stickman seemed to muttered to himself. Although his body moved towards the artifact in front of him, the stickman's eyes did not glance at the two artifacts.

"Frozen Crown!" The stickman picked up the Frozen Crown, but his mind was not on it, and the Ghost Prince's eyes lit up when he saw the stickman pick up the Frozen Crown, as if he was in the slightest sense.

"These two things should not continue to exist in this world, let them return to dust, and dust to dust!" The stickman raised his crown, but instead of putting it on his head, he was ready to smash it into the throne.

"Wait a minute, even if you have passed the test, but I will give you one last advice!" The ghost prince was also surprised by the stickman's choice, the ghost prince, who had already given up a qiē, saw that they did not take away these two artifacts, his mind became active, as long as someone wears these two things, he can resurrect with the help of the other party's body, but the stickman didn't even consider that these were two artifacts, and it was a waste to smash them, but the stickman's face also deeply awakened the prince's final hesitation.

"I thought their purpose was for these two artifacts, but I found that I was thinking too simply, hey!

In fact, only those who hold the bloodline of the Ice and Snow Emperor can really wear these two artifacts and exert their real power, and if others wear these two things, they will slowly be assimilated into a part of the artifact, knowing that it will completely dissipate, just now I asked you to wear it There is still a trace of selfishness, that is, if you wear it, I will be able to replace your soul and resurrect it, but you.

But you have touched the crown, your body has been assimilated partially, although it is not much, but it is no longer able to recover, you have no way back, hey!

Only if you truly become the master of the two artifacts can you escape the fate of being assimilated, and if you believe me, I will unravel his connection with the Ice Emperor's bloodline, so that you have the conditions to become their true master. "Although the ghost prince is no longer resurrected with the help of snatching, it is still necessary to remind the stickman that smashing them is suicide!

A crisp thud resounded throughout the hall, and in the empty hall, countless echoes showed that the broken ones could not be reversed!