Kryptonite lord Section 971
The moment the birds began to sing, not only witches and black magicians, but also Ryan, Baroque and Moises, as well as Katyusha, who went to the depths of the forest and found the leader of the witches, suddenly felt a strong sense of sadness in their hearts because of the bird's song.
Even the heavens and the earth seem to feel the sorrow of the birds, and the frozen ground grows harder icicles, freezing the forest into a real ice world.
The ice spread upwards along the bones of the Ancient Frost Demon, as well as the magic arrays created by the power of the Ancient Frost Demons, including the teleportation array condensed by Ryan, were also affected.
Ryan's finger landed on the Void Proof, maintaining the teleportation array, and his eyes under the hood looked at the Pope's avatar.
There was no eye contact, but it was as if he had been spotted by the Pope's incarnation looking at him.
The Pope raised his wand in his hand, and the Frost Chain emerged from the magic circle at the tip of his staff, wrapping around the Frost Demon's body.
The chains pulled open the ribs and sternum, and the ice crystals pushed the demon's heart forward. Shielded by ice crystals condensed by ice and snow, the warlock's power seemed unable to tear away the demon's heart.
The power was deliberately weakened, and the Ancient Frost Demon Bone was controlled and moved forward.
Seeing the sky falling, Camos was grabbed by Salad with his claws and stopped falling, the Pope turned pale, his lips were cracked and bloody, and he looked up and said loudly in disguise as a violent mana consumption: "Destroy the evil of the city of thunder, the great brave chosen by the gods, I am Maias, the prince of Stolnagar, from the northern human city that was destroyed overnight ten years ago."
Stolnagar has the richest collection of warlock and occult materials on the continent and even the entire race, but because of a betrayal, my country was destroyed by the Blood Witch Aphre, and my people were captured by Aphreth as experimental modifications......
I couldn't resist, so I had to endure the humiliation and cooperate with Aurora. β
Asuka is still weaving a sad lament, so that Ryan, who knows the hypocrisy, can feel the sincerity and pain of his words, but it does not affect Ryan's belief in the lies of the Pope's incarnation.
In addition to the Baroque who can devour emotions, and Moises, who is a demon lord, is immune, the surrounding witches and black magicians vaguely feel that the Pope's simple account is full of sadness.
Ancient Frost Demons have been brought under control, including icicles condensed by demonic talents.
It's just that the icy air flow is still spreading, and the extreme coldness seems to be able to freeze the mind and will, so that the mind and body can reach eternal ice.
The witches landed from the sky and gathered with the black mages, and their arrival was not denied by Lane.
It's just that the colder air currents at the moment don't make the witch's potions much effective.
Alina and Girules quickly communicated, then split into two teams, taking turns casting spells at the same time to create a special magical barrier to ward off the cold wave, and protect Ryan and the others within the barrier.
Ryan glanced sideways, accepted Alina's kindness, and took out a scroll from the Void Proof.
Because the enchantment created by the scroll not only envelops itself, but also includes the place where the demons and the Pope's avatars are located, preventing the hard ice and air currents from spreading far away.
The black-feathered bird shuddered in the cold wind, and it hated the ice, but it was now forced to sing by the Pope's incarnation.
Although the incarnation of the Pope was vaguely aware of something, he did not show much emotion, maintaining the sadness in his eyes, as if immersed in sad memories.
The witch and the black magician, who had recovered slightly from Ryan's scroll, were once again guided by the Pope to grieve.
Salad flapped her wings vigorously, dispersing the ice and spreading herself.
Camos returned to the top of Sarad's head and looked sideways at where Ryan was, the sword burning with its undissipated will, banishing the cold and the storm.
"It's a very special singing voice."
Moises grasped a bright red rose petal between his fingertips, protected from freezing by the petals of his power, and looked at the birds that flew above the Pope's avatar.
The Ice Thorn no longer bound the bodies of Salad and Camos, the Baroque stopped stomping on the ground, the magic circle in the air disappeared, the condensed hellfire disappeared into the depths of the earth, and the cracks that broke through the ice were condensed by the ice again.
There is a crevice hidden under the ice, where the demons have fled, and the Baroque has hidden the hellfire and the demon worm in advance.
Baroque raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked in Ryan's mind through props: "In the human world, is there a city called Stolnaga?" β
"I don't know."
Ryan," he combined memory with words, and through words and magic, he created a human city in Alina's mind that might not exist.
Or maybe the city did exist, and only a few people know the history of Stolnagar's existence.
Although his complexion seemed extremely draining, the Pope's avatar had easily controlled the Ancient Frost Demon, including this piece of ice. He magnified and assimilated the memories that came out of his mouth, creating a wonderful resonance in Alina's hearts. β
Baroque's fingertips scraped his arm, and MoisΓ©s' eyes drooped slightly, "Not only the spirit of words, but also the power of demons and warlocks, his words can even affect me and Baroque." It's just that we, as demons, can resist some of the forces that are also demons.
The demon who was forcibly stripped of his power by the Pope, he must not have been born for a long time. β
"Not entirely sure."
Baroque raised his right hand slightly, and the demon insect holding the frost flew in his palm, "The realm will not lose to us, at least the birth is a demon lord, and it can also cooperate with the power that the Pope needs." β
"Unity." Ryan, "Did I guess right?" β
System: "The Pope has suppressed the Ancient Frost Demon with his own power, and is now using his talent to control the ice and snow.
Emotional resonance, this is the gift of that demon lord. β
"Resonant emotion, if it is combined with the incarnation that appeared in the city of fire, it must be a terrifying power."
Ryan thought in his heart, and said in Camos's mind through the prop: "The ancient frost demon has been controlled by the incarnation of the Pope, and the sword of the brave must be in the heart of the demon's chest. Maybe...... If my guess is correct, the Sword of the Brave should be able to damage his current avatar, and the Holy Sword in your hand can damage the Pope's body. β
Ryan: "Camos, Sarad, pay attention to his words and don't be influenced by emotions.
His words are very special. β
"Thanks for the reminder."
Camos stroked the dragon's horn with his left hand, and pointed the holy sword of his right hand at the chest of the ancient frost demon again.
The demon bones frozen by the ice did not react, and even the eyes seemed to be frozen into glass crystals.
Salad adjusts the angle of her flight and dives through the air to the ground.
Ryan always felt that something was missing, and looked at the black bird under the hood, and immediately asked in his mind, "Tong, is there anything else I haven't noticed?"
It can sing and mourn, but it is not a song bird or a dead bird...... This little bird feels very wrong to me.
And the needle that hangs from its chest?
It also seems to give me a sense of familiarity. β
System: "That bird is the Demon Lord that Moises perceives, and the Pope is able to share emotions with words and spirits, thanks to the gift of this Demon Lord."
As for the 'needle' in his chest, this should have been yours. It was also that 'needle' that made this demon lord make the Pope worry about it, and he didn't dare to devour it directly, fearing that he would be counterattacked, so he could only use the demon lord's talent through other methods. β
"Is it something I left for myself from the past?" Ryan, "Why is it on this demon lord?" β
"Everything is fate."
System: "The friends you have made in the past are not only the Void, the Divine Realm, and the Continent. β
"I could feel the specialness of that little bird, I never thought he was a demon lord." Ryan, "It's just that I didn't expect to know the Monarch of the Demon Realm, or the Monarch of the Demon Realm?" β
System: "Both." β
Ryan's eyes were complicated, and he sighed again: "I was so powerful before. β
Black and white neutral kill.
Camos descended slowly, aiming at the ancient frost demon's open sternum.
Not feeling that his words and lies had been completely deceitful, the Pope guessed in his heart that his identity should have some credibility for the time being.
The Pope's avatar shifted his gaze slightly to Ryan, whose face was covered by a hood.
The frozen Frost Demon's body trembled slightly, and the Pope's avatar also had a tendency to fall forward, but his fingers clenched his wand and forcibly stopped.
The back of his hand was bruised, and the face of the Pope incarnate became more and more pale in the wind and snow, only his eyes were as bright as light and his conviction was firm.
The Pope incarnated as if he regarded him as his last hope, and when he spoke again, his tone changed from infectious sadness to a hopeful and pious plea, "I am lucky to meet you here, O Michelle, a mysterious merchant who can call to God's presence.
The belief in revenge has kept me going until now, and I hope to make a deal with you...... I would like to ask for your help so that I can have the power to destroy Aphre's sins. β
Baroque and Moises looked sideways at Ryan at the same time.
Witches and dark magicians waited quietly, still basking in the sorrow of fantasy.
Girules stared at the Pope's incarnation, thinking about his memory, he vaguely remembered something, and was about to look at Ryan to give a warning, when a cold ice locked his throat, preventing Girules from making a sound or doing anything.
Girules seemed to be cut off by ice to another world, and it was clear that the dark mages around him were all companions, and neither witches nor black mages noticed his strangeness.
Only the golden divine pattern radiated to prevent his soul and consciousness from being frozen by the ice.
Hearing the Pope's request for incarnation, Ryan couldn't hold back a laugh in his head, "Commander, he was rejected by me for his previous trade requests, so he was unwilling?"
Didn't he feel that a warlock who could suppress the ancient frost demon had some power that was beyond what a normal warlock could do at this moment, as well as his own actions? β
The current level of the Pope's incarnation is only a warlock at the peak level of the Grand Magister.
And Gomales, who is also the Grand Magus, is still forced to fall into a coma even though he drank the water of the Moon Spring, the water of life, and the Divine Dew.
System: "Very few people will refuse the Pope, and you are the one who makes him feel the most aggrieved." β
"It's a pity, if I didn't already know his true identity, maybe I would have made a deal with him at this moment."
Ryan's right hand holding the staff was slightly raised, and he walked slowly towards the place where the Pope's incarnation was, and his voice in the wind and snow was calm and indifferent, "Maias, you want to avenge the city that has fallen, I can lend you the power to succeed." β
The Pope's incarnate eyes were full of surprise, and then he heard Ryan ask, "The price of trading with the mysterious merchant is not low, what are you going to exchange power from me?"
The Blood Witch Aphreth and the Pope of Light are evil allies, and I think you should know what you need to pay to complete your determination for revenge.
Are you right? β
The Pope didn't fully understand the meaning of Ryan's words, but that didn't affect his desire to make a deal with Ryan.
The Pope Incarnation maintained the restraint on the ancient demon soul with a respectful attitude, "Mr. Michelle, I am willing to trade with you with all the Stornagar's Mystical Texts in my hands. β
In his concocted words and memories, Stolnagar is the human city with the most warlocks, and the secret tome possessed by the royal family is an incomparably precious material.
There are many similarities in magic, and magicians can also learn part of the Warlock's cheats, and it is said that witches and black magicians are very excited.
"But I'm not a warlock, and this condition is not tempting enough for me, not to mentionβ"
Ryan continued to walk slowly, "There are many kinds of warlocks, and the fact that Stokanagar was destroyed overnight by the Blood Witch Aphre, and you have not been able to take revenge until now, shows that the Mystical Archive in your hand is not of much practical value. β
Until he stopped not far from the Pope, keeping a certain distance from the ancient frost demon frozen by ice, Ryan's eyes under the hood raised slightly, looking at the flying bird hovering over the head of the Pope's avatar, "I am more curious about the demon lord flying above you than the secret tome you have, how you captured him and forced him to become what he is now." β
The fluttering bird stopped singing, and the needle around his neck drooped downward.
Moises held the scepter and stepped behind Ryan.
Baroque controls the demon worm that ignites the hellfire, melting the ice on Girules' body.
At the moment of escaping from being frozen, Girules said anxiously to Ryan: "Dear Mr. Michelle, please don't be fooled, there is no human city called Stolnagar, he is deceiving your trust!" β
The moment the truth is revealed by Giroules, the demonic talent and the spirit of speech disappear at the same time, and all the witches and black magicians escape from the fantasy memories, and the deceived will regains consciousness.
"Yes, there is no such city as Stolnaga among the humans."
Alina, who was sitting on the head of the black snake, took out the crystal ball, and a mysterious purple halo flowed in her eyes, "Dear Mr. Michelle, I see the future, he not only deceived your memories, even the name Maias does not belong to him. β
The solid ice melted, and under the gaze of the black bird, Ryan chuckled in a low voice, "Maias, no, it should be the embodiment of the creation of the self-proclaimed holy and great Pope. β