The smoker looked at Nether unwillingly, his body dissipating into smoke, carrying his body

I want to rush out of those black railings, but what seems to be a railing is actually a force field that spreads out in the air.

The smoke of the smoker carried his main body with him, and he couldn't get out at all.

He struggled, manipulating the smoke to condense the forces of nature around him, trying to cast his own unique spell, Fire Burning Clouds.

Using the collision of the forces of nature, the smoke carries an unusually high temperature, which seems to be like a burning cloud in the sky, which can melt most of the matter.

It's just that in the process of casting, he felt a pain in his head, and there were some problems with the control of mental power.

The bad thoughts in my heart just rose, and I saw that the smoke exploded in an instant, and a cloud of magma fell to the ground, and the face of the steaming smoker turned red.

After fighting for so long, the smoker's mental state is getting worse and worse, and the lack of endurance has once again made him lose the opportunity to escape.

Sitting on the ground, the whole person lost its color, like the smoke that gradually stopped, and the ashes were inconspicuous.

Looking at Nether, who fell to the ground and expelled the dust and smoke, the smoker gradually calmed down, but his eyes were full of envy and jealousy.

Many years ago, he seemed to be the same.

"A genius who dies is no longer a genius, Nether, you are indeed a genius......" The smoker wanted to say something, but lost his words for a moment.

The invisible blade pierced his head without pause, and his next words were either some advice in his capacity as a so-called passer-by, or he used himself as an example to curse Nether and disturb Nether's thoughts.

This kind of last word, there is no nutrition after listening to it, so why waste time.

The movement of the battle here really attracted the attention of the acorn collar and other nobles in the surrounding area, and after a while, someone came to check.

Alenis came quickly, and after reconciling with Nether, he immediately contacted the Sorcerer's Council to deal with the aftermath.

Smoker is a member of the Sorcerer's Council no matter what, and he wants to kill Nether, and there is no problem with being counter-killed by Nether, but it is best to notify the Warlock Council in order to get the most benefits.

"You're saying that the smoke ghost knew about your exchange of force field spells?" Alenis quickly learned the information, and then got the most crucial point.

"The smoker only cares about the speech, and he has no authority to ask who exchanged what spell, you can use this to ask the sorcerer's council for a little favor. ”

Alenis is very clear about the door here, no matter how the smoker got Nether to exchange for any spell, as long as this thing exists, it is a dereliction of duty on the part of the Sorcerer's Council.

Nether nodded, leaving the matter to Alenis, retrieving the Ring of Black Smoke, changing into a carriage, and returning to the Ronnies' castle.

At the same time, there is a small yellow bird, spreading its wings and flying high, following a certain trajectory, looking for someone.

The news of Nether being ambushed once again was roughly limited to the personal behavior of the smoker, and did not mention Randrew too much.

On the other side, Landru harnessed the wind and ran over following the mutual induction of the ritual, he hurriedly followed the connection to find Yolanda, he transferred the damage and extracted the other party's life force, and hurt the other party twice.

Although during this damage transfer process, some of the damage will be worn away by the effect of the centrifugal ritual, which is much less than the damage he received on the spot.

But if Yolanda hadn't been prepared, the injuries could have killed her.

Randru didn't dare to slack off, if Yolanda died, then all the problems would be infinitely magnified, but the more he went there, the more wrong his face became, and the more gloomy it became.

Eventually, he walked into a noble manor house in the city.

Yolanda's face was pale and bloodless, and she was thrown to the floor of the hall as if she could die at any moment.

And on the throne, there are many nobles who look at Landru coldly.

The nobles have a lot of good things, as long as they are timely, Yulanda's injury is actually not a problem, and now it seems that although the injury is serious, it is impossible to die.

Randru immediately ran over and helped Yolanda up, feeling guilty and regretful in his heart, and resentment could not be stopped.

It's just that the problem now is not that the nobles treat Yolanda so roughly, but that after the nobles saved Yolanda, they can find that they used the centrifugal ritual to divert the damage.

The reason why the nobles were able to trust him was that the key to the centrifugal ritual was in the hands of these people.

The centrifugal ritual begins with him and Yolanda, the two of them are able to hurt each other, but no one can die, and once one of them dies, the ritual is likely to fail.

The ritual is the key for the nobles to manipulate Saba, neither he nor the nobles will allow the ritual to go wrong, and even if it does, it will have to wait until the deal is completed.

"We need an explanation, we don't object to your attack on Nether, after all, it is good for the ceremony, but you actually failed. ”

One of the nobles opened his mouth and said that what they cared about was not Landru's move, but what they cared about was that they did it, but they didn't kill Nether, and the information revealed in the words surprised Landru even more, he himself had just fled, and these people already knew the news.

"In that case, if Nether chooses to retaliate, it is likely that your identity as Saba will be exposed. ”

"So Nether's problem has to be dealt with. ”

"The Church of the Sages has been keeping an eye on us, and Prince Gwen has been pressing the Mena family lately. ”

"As soon as the Mena family reveals their mouths, it is possible for Gervin to inform the financial pickets that the group of madmen will ...... as soon as they come"

A nobleman said faintly: "We need that batch of weapons to be sold as soon as possible, and those things can no longer be pressed in our hands." ”

"Indeed, otherwise it would implicate all of us. ”

"You have to prepare early, Saba. ”

"If you keep failing, we may give up on you. ”

Listening to the words of the nobles, Landru hugged Yolanda next to him, and only felt uncomfortable.

The centrifugal ritual allowed him to grow from an ordinary sorcerer to a sorcerer at the current refining stage, and he was only a little short of being able to prepare for the condensation ritual.

In this process, it has always been him who has played the role of Saba, which has brought great benefits to this group of nobles.

But the damage caused to him by this ritual is unspeakable, and more importantly, this ritual has been holding him hostage.

Landru looked at the nobles, one of whom was sitting far away, drinking the wine in his glass.

After Landru's gaze passed, the other party turned his head slightly to look at him, and there was indifference in his eyes.

At the beginning, the other party was like this, and handed over the centrifugal ceremony to him, and to this day, he still can't see through this person.

"I'll take care of it over there, and if you need it, even if you need to take out the armament as soon as possible, or you will have to give up on you if the ceremony fails. The man seemed to remember something, and spoke.

Interrupting a ritual and failing a ritual are two different concepts.

To interrupt the ritual is to invalidate it, and he no longer has to hurt himself or others.

But if the ritual fails, Randru looks at Yolanda with a flash of fear in his expression.

The rituals of the centrifugal sect constantly separate the residues of their souls by hurting each other, and those residues will be absorbed by the ritual in the process and turned into the power of the ritual, and when the ritual is finally completed, these residues have also been transformed into pure spiritual power under the effect of the ritual.

Only now, the ritual is far from being completed, and once the ritual fails, the residue is not purified, and will explode in an instant, and love and pain will envelop them in an instant, and then tear them to pieces.

The ritual started with him and Yolanda, who were the center of the ritual, so no matter what, they couldn't hide from it.

While they were discussing, Prince Gwen once again met the messenger of Nether, the yellow bird.

After a series of deals, Nether told Prince Gwen that the Surrey family had a ledger of everything he needed, and that it was located in the city of Oder.

"Ledger?" Gervin tapped on the table, guessing something.

"I will continue to press the smuggled goods of the Mena family for a while, and I will not let the Mena family be suspicious of other nobles. ”

"Then I am relieved, and I wish Prince Gwen can find what he wants. ”

After the little yellow bird finished speaking, he turned around and flew away.

Prince Gwen was left on the spot, frowning.