The sun had sunset into the sea, the tide had receded, and the pale dark night sky was dotted with a few stars.

The ceremony for Lorraine is on a reef at 'Le Rock Beach'. There weren't many people accompanying Rollin, the fat bishop, Rhaenia, and a member of the Hightower family.

There are also dozens of elite warriors of the Holy Sword Knights guarding under the reef, which are all the hole cards of the fat bishop, and he has also paid a lot for Rollin.

Although Jaehaerys knew about the Rollin ceremony, he did not come because he was going to invite the princes of Westeros for the evening. With the relationship between the two, even if they are free, they may not come.

The dream fire hovered high in the sky, emitting bursts of dragon roars, and it would swoop down without hesitation at the slightest sign of an abnormality.

Caesar was humming and pulling a seagull at Rollin's feet, and Rollin noticed that he seemed to have a penchant for bird meat.

In front of him was a huge sorcery array, the basic structure of which was composed of two overlapping six-pointed stars, with a very complex magic pattern carved in the middle, and a large circle wrapped around the outermost part.

These patterns resemble hieroglyphs, 'blood', 'suck', 'heart'...

Luo Lin could distinguish the meaning of some of the magic patterns somewhat, but apparently he overestimated himself, and he knew all these symbols separately, and when they were combined, they were blindfolded.

I still have to consult the professional personnel, the old man of the Hightower tribe invited by the fat bishop, the master of rituals, Oss Hightower.

The fat bishop asked the man, "Uncle, is there a problem with the ritual?" ”

Oss was over sixty years old at this time, and he wiped his long beard and said lightly:

"It's the Life Pillage Ritual, and it's much more complicated than the family collection," he looked up at one of the wizards at the front, "It's the latest version of the Hall of the Immortals, right?" Your Excellency the Immortal! ”

Luo Lin and the others were shocked when they heard Master Os's words, the Immortal came in person?

"Boom! "The man was holding a wooden staff that was thick at the top and thin at the bottom, and at the top of the staff lay a frog with large blue eyes.

The big-eyed frog with big blue eyes... Big eyes... Rollin muttered to himself.

Through his vision, Rollin noticed that the blue frog's large eyes had multiple pupils. And one of the pupils of the right eye is very familiar, pitch black, cold, and deep.

Rollin's heart trembled, it was the eyes of the man with the smiled face.

Looking up at the escort behind the wizard, the man with the smiled face was indeed missing one eye, and Luo Lin wondered in his heart, why did they fight among themselves?

While Rollin was thinking, twelve wizards were already standing on each of the two six-pointed stars.

"Luo Lin, go to the positive pole of the ritual magic pattern!" "The ceremony is about to begin." ”

Rollin nodded, "Hmm." ”

Rhaenia and Rollin embraced, her face full of worry.

"It's fine." Rollin patted her mother on the back and turned to the center of the witch circle.

At the center of this ritual is an abstract 'scale', and Rollin is standing at one end of the pole of the 'scale'.

At the other end... The man with the smiled face was walking over with a sack, and Rollin didn't know if it was a human or an animal.

Smack, the man with the seam-faced face didn't pay attention to his feet, accidentally kicked a reef, and fell.

The Immortal scolded:

"Turme, what are you doing?"

"I'm sorry, sir." Trum's hoarse voice.

Well... Rollin always felt that this Trum was always not quite right today, and he couldn't say why this strange feeling.

Turham sighed in his heart, how could he, a high-ranking 'strong warrior' of Quells, fall casually, this was the opportunity he created. If Rollin came to help him, he would give Rollin a note and ask Rollin to cooperate with him and wait for him to do it.

That's right, he's going to jump backwards.

This ritual is divided into two parts, the first is the normal life force plundering ritual, and the second is the deadly voodoo ritual 'strangulation'.

At the moment when the first ritual was completed, he sneaked up and killed the immortals and saved Luo Lin. This little wizard admits his own affection, and I believe that it should not be difficult to ask him to help him do that surgery.

Now I'll have to go it alone and remind him when I do.

Hopefully, the action just now did not alert the immortals.

"Alright, let's get started!" The Immortal commands.

The wizards' low, eerie chanting spells rang out:

"The source of the troubled life, the bewildered blood, the roar of the blood, the ...... of the blood"

Valyrian again? Rollin watched as the wizards crouched down at the ceremony, each taking out an awl and nailing it to their thumbs.

As the wizards pressed their thumbs on the ritual pattern, the ritual pattern glowed with a light red light, and the entire witch array came alive. A trace of blood light converged from the twelve nodes onto the balance pattern in the center of the witch array.

The balance pattern is rendered by the blood light, and slowly rises from the ground, from a two-dimensional flat shape to a three-dimensional shape.

Rollin and the sack on the other side were lifted into the air by the lever of the scales.

Luo Lin was conscious at this time, but his body was restrained and could not move, and his constantly rolling eyeballs indicated his panicked heart at this time.

The wizards whispered at the same time, "Peel off!" ~”

The scales began to tilt, the sack side was raised, and the red light that wrapped around the scales was like flowing water, converging lower ground, and Rollin was wrapped in blood light.

This feeling...

It's like going back to the mother's womb again... Warm, the emptiness in my heart seems to be filled all at once, and the missing piece of my body is filled again...

Rollin was enjoying the infusion of life force, and the wizards were not so comfortable, and their faces turned pale.

But after a moment, a male wizard exclaimed:

"What's going on?"

"It's been sucking endlessly, and the sacrifice is about to be sucked dry!"

The immortals are also a little confused, could it be that the dragonborn need a stronger life force than ordinary people?

The vitality of that sacrifice is ten times that of ordinary people!

Yih!?

Caesar, who was grilling the second seagull under the reef, exclaimed, "Why is there a red glow on his body"...

"Don't wait for the Plunder Ritual to be over," the wizard reminded the Immortals, "and if it continues, it's time for us to take the sacrifice." ”

The Immortal gritted his teeth and said:

"Okay, I'll interrupt the first phase."

He flung the blue frog on his staff onto the blood-colored scales, and boom! The blue frog exploded entirely. The blood-colored scales were infected with the flesh of the frog, and a blue halo appeared, and several strange eyes appeared on the poles of the scales.

Having been paying attention to the movements of the immortals, the moment Trum saw the switch ritual, he moved!

His right arm shot out like a cyan python, and the target was the head of the Immortal.

At the moment of the attack, he did not forget to shout: "The Immortal is switching voodoo rituals!" ”

Rhaenia and the Fat Friar, who had been reminded, immediately reflected that the Dream Fire had begun to dive downward.

The fat friar hurriedly beckoned the knight under the reef to come up.

Trum's blue-black palms were spread out, and his nails were sharp, as if they were not like human hands, and the moment he grabbed it, there was a faint shrill whistling sound in the air. The whistling sound seemed to be single and heavy, and there was a faint smell of poisonous snakes neighing.

In Trumm's eyes, the Immortal was raising his staff in a panic because of the change.

Hum! ~Will I give you time to cast spells when I'm prepared?

Being close to yourself who is proficient in hand-to-hand combat, even if you are a second-level great wizard, you have to die with hatred.

This body that has been transformed by you, except for the slow reaction nerves, has never met an opponent in terms of strength and speed!

I got it, and though my head dodged the claw strike, I got your arm... Master!

Hey!

Trumm's stitched hideous face showed a strange and ugly smile.

Die!

Trum used his usual takedown, and with one twist he landed something in his hand to the ground.

He was still angry, and knelt on one knee, claws clenched into fists and kept bombarding the corpse in his eyes.

He stared at the corpse on the ground, his mouth letting out a sickly howl, but his hands did not stop, and he kept bombarding.

"Haha! ~Master, die! Dead and dead...."

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Rollin fell from the air to the ground, but immediately got up, and the first thing that caught his eye was the man with the seam-faced face, screaming, frantically punching a rock.

The Immortal standing next to him looked condescendingly at the Seam-faced Man, chanting a spell in his mouth, and he moved the tip of his staff to Trum's temple.

Boom! ~

Turme's ball exploded, splashing red and white all over the ground.