Chapter 67: Revenge (Part II)

Bahrain initially suspected that there would be remnants of monks hiding in Count Haradson's domain. Sure enough, when Haradson couldn't resist it himself, he still asked the so-called guru for help.

"Warriors, attack, hunt down Haradson's lackeys!" After the previous witchcraft, no one in Bahrain dared to disobey the order at this time. Coming to their senses from the shock, the warriors let out a strange scream, raised their weapons, and began to attack.

Lindsey rode on a war horse, holding a makeshift riding spear and stabbing a fleeing Viking warrior, and the riding spear stabbed the opponent on the spot with the blessing of the war horse.

The situation was even better than Bahrain had expected at the beginning, I don't know how many times. Led by Lindsay, the warriors roared towards the town.

Suddenly, the sound of chanting faintly came from the sky. An eerie circle pattern popped out above Haradson's head. Inexplicable power began to pour into his body. Bahrain, who had been working with the monks for a month or so, had been conducting many experiments together, and was keenly aware of the amount of negative emotions that were being transmitted to Haradson within the circle.

It's normal to think about it, Bahrain found a way to stimulate extraordinary power for mortals in a month, and the monks don't know how many years they have been studying, thinking that Count Haraldson should be one of their more successful test subjects.

A distorted pattern of the circle also appeared at Haradson's feet, and negative emotions were distorted through the occult in the mysterious circle, mixing with many unknown forces and erupting together.

Philip, a third-level wizard, faced off with the monks, completely suppressing each other, and many forces were powerless to exert at all. Today, the wizard Bahrain does not have the ability of Philip.

A scream from the soul rang out abruptly, and several black lights twisted and twisted together erupted from the magic circle beneath his feet, surrounding his body.

The resentful spirits, which also carry the mysterious power of the hellish world, effectively resist the invasion of Bahrain's hellfire. The wizard sneered, and in a moment of thought, the hellfire retracted, and the blazing sun fire swept out of the core of the flame giant.

The core flame power from the Bahrain Sun Rune is not able to consume soul fragments like hellfire, and it amplify itself. But as Bahrain's mana continued to infuse, it still expanded little by little.

At this time, it suddenly swept out, and the fire of the sun, which carried the high-temperature properties of stellar nuclear fusion, instantly broke through the resentful spirits around Haradson's body.

A sharp and desolate wail pierced through the invisible void. Exerting his strength again, the resentful spirits gathered under his feet cried in unison, merging together to emit a burst of dark light. Count Haradson rose to his feet in the air under the auspices of the blue light, and threw himself into Bahrain with his arms outstretched. With hellfire on the side, Floki, who was building his body, was powerless to intervene for a while.

Haradson pounced violently, and the wraiths continued to erupt from the circle, gathering around him and tangling with each other. Suddenly, I don't know how many resentful spirits I was entangled in, and the ball of dark blue light exploded. Countless resentful spirits rushed towards Bahrain in all directions.

The Bahraini wand was waved, and the sorcerous brilliance burned more and more violently. The Flame Giant exploded at the same time, turning into countless human-faced fireballs and began to intercept the Wraith from all directions. At the heart of the Hellfire shell burned a bit of blazing sun fire. As soon as it hits the wraith, the fire of the sun erupts. The spirits seem endless, but Bahrain's mana is enough to sustain the continuous activation of the human-faced fireball sorcery.

In the rear, Floki is still a Viking at heart, and Floki, who has been blocked by the wraith, turns into a ball of flame in his rage, and whirls in the twist.

Bahrain saw the moment and suddenly detonated the fireball in the human face at the same time. A large amount of solar fire spreads, temporarily emptying the surrounding wraiths.

Floki took the opportunity to tear through Haraldson's defenses, and the violently burning sea of fire suddenly turned into a long sword and gathered in Floki's hand.

Floki, who had condensed into a humanoid flame, stabbed out the flame sword.

The blade of the longsword's sword was full of sunfire, piercing Haradson's defenses as easily as if it were piercing tofu. The sword stabbed into his chest, and the dark, dark green hellfire erupted again.

Haradson burst into flames from the inside and out, instantly turning into a flame. The circle dissipated, and a faint sigh seemed to be heard in the air.

The wraith lost its support and began to collapse on its own. Wraiths that have lost their aggressiveness turn into the best fuel for Hellfire. A large amount of mystical power was fed back, and Bahrain had an idea, and the sorcery light at the tip of the wand burned violently. A large amount of flame was absorbed back.

"Floki!" Balin let out a summon from the soul, and Floki, whose soul was completely controlled by Balin after the mutation, instantly understood the wizard's mind. The humanoid flame leaped lightly into the sparkle of Bahrain's sorcery.

Like a humanoid torch, Floki's lower body completely disappeared into the scanter's light, and only the upper half of his body turned into a flame and burned more violently on the wand. The position of the eyes condensed two red flames.

Floki roared silently, and the shards of wraiths gathered in the sky were sucked into his mouth. Bahrain carefully observed his "work", and a sense of accomplishment that could not be expressed in words arose.

The wizard stepped forward and strode towards the town. Along the way, a large number of Sir Harald Sember's soldiers gave up resistance and surrendered under the watchful eye of the soldiers on the Bahraini side. The power of the wizards terrifies mortals, and they cannot raise the slightest courage to fight them.

"Earl Haradson's property will be at your disposal, but don't rob the rest of the town! this is my personal vendetta with Haradson!" said Balin as he walked to the center of the town and stepped onto the high platform. Floki's humanoid torch watched from the tip of the wand at each of the shivering inhabitants.

When had the inhabitants seen such supernatural powers, they fell to their knees and accepted the fate given to them by the sorcerer. They can't resist, and the power of wizards is beyond the reach of mortals.

Could the flaming humanoid flame be a demon enslaved by a sorcerer?

It wasn't until the wizard made a final decision on the attack that the townsfolk let out a long breath of air. The Earl's beautiful wife also knelt with the people, and she remembered the sorcerer's trembling with terror when she attended the sacrifice not long ago. But today, he is back with the power of witchcraft that he can't resist!

This may have been doomed when her husband first accepted the bewitchment of the serpent-like woman and cooperated with the same twisted and disgusting sacrifices.

She suddenly raised her head and shouted, "Hooray, wizard!"

"Hooray, wizard! Hooray, wizard!" the crowd slowly began to respond, and the sound became louder and louder, and the soldiers brought by Bahrain also cheered excitedly!

Balin smiled and nodded, and walked up to the countess dressed in beautiful fur: "Ma'am, what should I call you?"

"Matilde! my lord"

"Yes, Martilde. We need to talk!"