This was certainly not his normal Sir Bill, and the ferocity and excitement in his eyes could only be seen in Avengers and fanatics. He shouted angrily: "Intruder!

The spell on the ground emitted a strong magical light, and some kind of blood magic seemed to be triggered. The "white bones" they were in wasn't the core of the spell yet, so Siegel couldn't tell what the spell was effective for a while.

"Sir, leave it to me, and you go deal with the others. Siegel was worried that someone else would accidentally cause an irreparable injury to the Jazz, so he decided to take matters into his own hands. "If you get into trouble, Mage Shelley, you're in charge of teleporting everyone away. You won't be able to teleport the Astronomy with the Space Lock, so you'll need to choose another destination. ”

"No problem, but I don't think I need to think about it for a while. The helpers came, and I smelled the undead. Mage Shelley snorted coldly, pointed at the ground with his wand, and first cast the anti-death enchantment. "It seems to be ghosts and shadows, you two can't cast spells, don't leave me three steps. ”

Siegel stepped forward and faced Sir Bill directly. His hands hung low on his thighs, and his body exuded a powerful aura. It is a powerful force that radiates from the inside out, enough to trigger a living fear of a natural catastrophe - a storm, a thunderbolt or a fire. Siegel pursed his lips without saying a word because of the intertwining of worry and anger, but there was a feeling that once he spoke, he would unleash a terrifying and powerful spell that was irresistible.

In fact, Siegel was observing Sir Bill's condition. He was much older than the last time they had met, and silver threads had appeared on his sideburns and eyebrows. Wrinkles also appear in the corners of the eyes. He looked very tired. It's like I haven't had a good rest for a long time. But the excitement in his eyes was not adulterated at all. And it seems to be energetic - this contradiction is also reflected in other aspects.

By learning about the Knox Society, Siegel was able to read emotions through the human eye - as long as he wasn't deliberately hidden or specifically trained to do so. Sir Bill's eyes were both familiar and unfamiliar, both of which were understandable, but there was no warmth, only hatred. If it wasn't certain that he was under the influence of some kind of spell or magical effect, there was no more obvious evidence.

"Release him. Siegel said, "I'll give you three seconds to escape." ”

Sir Bill pulled the hammer from his waist - a weapon he had rarely used in the past. The hammer glowed purple, and Siegel could tell it was the effect of the Plastic Energy Force Field with just a glance. "One last chance, release him!" Siegel exclaimed.

The warhammer was raised. Already aiming for Siegel's waist and abdomen, it seems that he doesn't want a chance to escape. Although Sir Bill's attack moves are fast, they are certainly not as fast as words. Siegel opened his mouth and said, "Shock!" and stopped Jazz's movements.

The hammer slipped from his hand and fell to the ground with a clatter, and the purple glow disappeared instantly. Sir Bill's eyes rolled, and his body began to tremble slightly, trying to break free from the shock. Through this phenomenon, Siegel immediately understood what was going on with Jazz: he was not controlled by his thoughts, but possessed.

It is only when there are two minds in one body that the mantra of shock is faced. It is possible to avoid the foreign thought. However, it needs to regain control of the host in order to regain its body's mobility. It's not that simple to decipher the archmage's awe-inspiring mantra. So Sir Bill was convulsing like a seizure, and at this time he only regained control of his head.

"Tiger Bill, listen to me. Siegel used Knox's spirit spell to send his call straight to him. "Your nature has been sinking in a dark slumber for too long, it's time to wake up!

Sir Bill's eyes were filled with tears, but he yelled at Siegel with a hideous expression: "Usurpers, all usurpers!

"Listen to my voice, remember freedom and happiness, and then spit on the ghast that has taken over the husk! Siegel cast an expulsion spell that sent waves of elemental power across Jazz's body. A faint black-purple smoke kept coming out of his ears and nostrils, but Bill was still firmly in control.

"Think beautifully, mage, your spells won't help you. A strange voice with a sinister grin came through Bill's mouth, "Hahaha, this is my territory, you have no power here, Siegel Usurper!"

The spell lines on the ground grew brighter and brighter, and the skulls at the base of the wall continued to explode, shards flying everywhere in the room. The ghost travels through the walls directly to this room, rushing up with teeth and claws, trying to vent his resentment against the living and suck out the energy of life. Hum Ke drew his sword and shouted, "Look at me!" The bright yellow light burst out, and ghosts and ghosts all screamed and flew around, as if they had been splashed with sulfuric acid, and black smoke came out.

Mage Shelley's spells were also affected to some extent, but she quickly adjusted to keep them stable. Several of the ghosts that approached her were subdued by the sound of her muttering incantations, and they turned and rushed towards the guards who tried to come to their aid.

"Your territory?" said Siegel, "get out of Bill, you sojourner!, or pump, or squeeze, or drag, or drive away—I'm going to get you out!"

The mage was tall and imposing, and he was constantly approaching Sir Bill. He chanted incantations, commanded elemental energy, and manipulated the power of spells without distraction. The astral cord began to descend, sending down the elemental power of the Myrcan. However, without the energy support of these elements, Siegel has enough strength to cope with the situation in front of him.

A purple-black shadow was slowly pulled out, exposed to the light of the Sun Flame Sword. Siegel recognized it at a glance, it was actually a Shadow Ghost! It turned out that in addition to being able to make people attack each other frantically, this thing also had the ability to control their minds for a long time.

When it comes to the study of the Shadow of the Dead, the Knox Commons are the most authoritative. In addition to serving as the centerpiece of an emotion-controlling circle, their Crimson Spire is also a magical device that attracts and restricts the Shadow of the Dead and creates Flame Crystals. Ever since he had the Myr Core, Siegel didn't need anything like the Flame Soul Crystal, but he hadn't forgotten the spells and knowledge about it.

He stretched out his hand, directly grabbed the exposed shadow of the dead soul with the hand formed by the energy of the force, and then raised it into the air. Sir Bill went limp, and collapsed to the ground.

"If you kill me, Bill will die too!" the Shadow of the Shadow struggled frantically, but it couldn't break free from Siegel's shackles. One by one, Siegel trapped it with a spell and then took out a white crystal from the space bag.

"It's not that easy to kill you. Siegel said, "Death is too cheap for you, and I have a lot of things to figure out." ”

The spell tied to the Shadow of the Shadow turned into a chain, attached to the crystal stone at one end, and then slowly tightened. "Curse you, usurper! Curse you! We will put things back on track! We will take revenge!"

Struggling and shouting to no avail, the Shadow of the Dead was imprisoned in the crystal and turned into an animated flame crystal. Siegel tossed it back into the space bag, then picked up Sir Bill from the ground.

He breathed steadily, but his pulse was unusually slow and weak. Beneath the closed eyelids, the two eyeballs were moving rapidly, as if they were still in some kind of nightmare. Siegel used a spell to soothe him, and pried open his mouth and poured some tranquilizing tea drink. Sir Bill's face was now a little better, and he fell into a normal and peaceful sleep.

The intelligence director came to Siegel's side and blinked: "The root of everything is here, possessed by an evil spirit, and now we can explain it to His Majesty the King." Lord Marquis, will the rest of the work be handed over to the hounds, or will you ......?"

"If you can help me along the way, I will naturally help you too. Siegel shouted at the orc, telling him to pick up Sir Bill. "Master Shelley, please go up with Hum with the Jazz Ship. I still have things to do here. ”

Mage Shelley has manipulated five ghosts and has just ended the confrontation between the ghosts. She laughed twice, and stopped the spell in her hand without getting enough of it. "Alright, Archmage, it's up to you to play here. ”

Vicky watched as Siegel teleported the three of them back to the Star, and then made a gesture of please. "If you can, Lord Marquis Siegel, can you keep some more alive?"

Siegel was about to summon the Elemental Legion to clean up the castle when he heard this. "The purpose of keeping them alive is to continue the interrogation, so I can't affect their mental state yet. ”

"It would be nice if I could do that. Viki nodded.

"I don't usually use this spell, but I'm well prepared. Siegel pulled out a scroll and quickly drew a circle on the ground.

Seeing this, Vicky rolled up his sleeves and prepared to deal with the approaching guards. It usually takes a lot of time to draw a magic array, and the enemies during this time can only be blocked by him. He heard metal armor crashing against the stone slabs, he heard the sound of metal weapons clashing, and he could already smell the smell of a heavily armed knight.

He took a deep breath and spread his power throughout his body, his exposed skin beginning to glow slightly. It's been a long time since I've exercised, and I hope these can actually make me sweat once.

However, Siegel had already completed the time-lapse circle, and this temporary product that only lasted three minutes was not very useful. It's like a small pool of mana, draining the power of Myr's Core to keep a single spell working.

Siegel's scroll is a wave of exhaustion, which can drain the energy of enemies in the area if used in a single use, as if performing a very vigorous movement. If you continue to use it, the condition of losing force will become more and more serious, and you will eventually lie on the ground, leaving only the ability to gasp.

Not to mention moving in armor, they can lift a finger even if they are capable. The exhaustion wave spread out, washing the castle again and again, and all kinds of inexplicable frightened shouts came and went. Vicky frowned, concentrating on resisting the spell, but Siegel, as the spellcaster, was at ease and unaffected.

"Don't worry, they can't even bite their tongues and kill themselves. Siegel laughed and said, "But you'll have to find a lot of people to move them all out, and I don't have anything to do to help with that." (To be continued.) )