Chapter 678: Magical Sacrifice

The subtleties are like the most delicate surgical scalpel. All the measures of pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info are to concentrate the magic collision inside the ball and prevent the magic ball from exploding.

All of a sudden, although the fighting inside the ball was fierce, the scope of the impact was also controlled.

The ball shimmered with brilliance, emitting a dazzling light, like an infinite light blooming all around.

Although there is a surging magic inside the ball, the waves are magnificent, and the undercurrent is surging, and it looks like it is about to explode at any time. But under George's control, the surging magic power was trapped in the explosion and annihilation inside the ball, and it never broke through the boundaries of the ball itself.

Under the constant appeasement and beating of the magic tentacles, the two phoenixes, almost endless magic power, will eventually be consumed. After constant collision and annihilation, the orb eventually stabilized, and as more mana collided and annihilated, the orb shrank smaller and smaller.

The ten-meter-high sphere gradually shrinks to, eight, seven, six, and five meters.

As the mana was consumed and annihilated, the orb shrank to half its size, and at this point, the orb became more unstable.

The magic power accumulated by the Netherworld Phoenix is not as good as the over-catalyzed Flame Phoenix. Even with George's subtle control, in the confrontation and collision of magical power, the power of the Nether Phoenix slowly fell into disadvantage.

All of a sudden, the red and black spheres seemed to turn into a flame.

The surging flames intensified the offensive, as if to engulf the hostile darkness, and the entire sky was suddenly completely red.

"Almost. ”

It's not good to look at the continued control, and the two phoenixes have fought to the extreme, and this is a good opportunity for George to make a move.

From his clothes, he pulled out a pocket with the Traceless Stretching Charm applied. From his pocket, he took out a bronze tripod.

The big tripod is half a person high, the bronze tripod mouth is folded outward, the thick ears are erected, the neck is slightly closed, the abdomen is slightly bulging, and the abdomen is placed with three hooves.

The bronze tripod is surrounded by elegant and bold lines, and the mottled rust reveals a strong historical trace, which is the Zhou Wang Ding he obtained in Hong Kong.

George placed Zhou Wangding on the ground, burned the bronze tripod with the flame of life and death spread out from the ball, and poured the previously prepared potion into the bronze tripod.

In less than a moment, the medicinal juice in Zhou Wangding's was already boiling. The green liquid rumbled with steam and sparks, like gunpowder about to explode.

George took out his wand and chanted the incantations of ancient magic.

"The blood of the strong, guided by the will and blood of the strong, has no regrets on the road ahead, and overcomes thorns and thorns!"

He then used his magic to slit open his own arm. Bright red blood, mixed with magic, spurted from his arm.

Through the veins cut by George, a large amount of blood, as if surging out from an unknown place, flowed into the huge bronze tripod. Under the massive blood loss, his face was not pale, but more ruddy, and the picture was very strange.

The bronze tripod was injected with a lot of blood, but the water surface in the tripod did not grow in the slightest. The thick blood seemed to have turned into something invisible, constantly flowing into the bronze tripod.

With the influx of a large amount of blood, although the potion in Zhou Wangding's medicine did not grow, the color was gradually dyed into a thick bright red, like thick blood.

In the viscous liquid, there is a sweet fragrance, which is tempting.

When the potion turned into viscous blood, he withdrew his arm, healed the cut wound, and chanted again.

"The resentment of the weak, take the anger and resentment of the weak as a warning, there is no resentment in life and death, and if you are poor, you will think about change!"

He took out the Song Dynasty banknote printing machine that he had prepared for a long time, and the Jiaozi printing plate was specially treated and turned into a black mass of unknown objects.

The black plate, once thrown into the blood-colored medicinal juice, was immediately covered with blood and sank to the bottom of the bronze tripod.

As the blood-colored medicinal juice rolled, there seemed to be invisible waves and shocks, spreading inside the ding. At the bottom of the bronze tripod, an illusory door seemed to be opened, and the door exuded infinite black gas.

The black gas spread all around, exuding an aura of decay and desolation, like a thousand dementors gathered together.

In just a moment, the night seemed to darken a little more.

George waved his wand, a barrier of silver light, firmly blocking the bronze tripod and preventing the terrifying desolate aura from spreading.

The spreading black gas condensed and tumbled inside the bronze tripod, and the thick black gas condensed into smoke and gathered into fog. Then it turned into darkness and condensed into black rain, dyeing the medicinal juice in the ding as black as ink.

The liquid in the ding continued to tumble, becoming more and more viscous, and finally turned into an ink-like sludge.

The inky mud swelled with terrible bubbles, and the corrosive force spread to the silver mask, making a "whoosh, whoosh" sound, as if it was about to corrode and break the silver reticle.

Ignoring the crumbling, crumbling silver shield, George waved his wand and sighed again.

"The holy heart, with pure magic and flesh as a sacrifice, is pure from the filthy, and the light is born from the dark!"

He took out a huge glass bottle, and in the transparent milky white liquid of the glass bottle, a diamond-shaped golden heart was soaked.

The heart of a unicorn specially transformed by magic is like a living creature made of gold. The golden heart was in a glass bottle, still vibrating slightly. Stir up the milky white liquid, bursts of ripples.

George's arm lifted slightly, and a golden heart flew out of the glass bottle with a ray of golden light. The golden heart passed through the silver light shield without hindrance and fell into the dark and thick mud in the ding.

The golden heart that falls into the black silt is like cold water poured into boiling oil, like a spark thrown into gunpowder.

The silt-like liquid was immediately ignited by the golden flame the moment it touched the golden heart. The golden flame, along the position where the golden heart fell, quickly spread towards the entire Ding.

The golden flames burned rapidly, quickly purifying the thick black mud.

Following the concussion pattern of the golden heart entering the water, the thick ink-like medicinal juice quickly turned into a colorless and transparent liquid under the scorching of the golden flame, which was crystal clear.

The medicinal liquid in the Ding was all turned into a colorless and transparent liquid, and the golden flame finally disappeared. Inside the bronze tripod, it is like only clear spring water is injected, and under the scorching fire, there is no change.

George waved his wand again and read aloud.

"The Eye of Darkness, with the magic and eyes of darkness as the door, the door of life and death, neither human nor god!"

Two crystal clear, glorious yellow gems fell into the transparent colorless liquid with his gesture.

The colorless and transparent liquid, mixed with the two Eyes of Darkness, is like a canvas that has been turned upside down. The clear and transparent liquid, in an instant, has transformed into a sky like a black jewel.

(To be continued.) )