Dachedo stared at the drop of divine blood in Katrin's hand, ignoring the pain and slicing open a second wound in his palm, squeezing out more gushing blood.

With Dachedo's movements, his heart throbbed violently in his chest, and his golden roots were about to wrap around every vein. Dacietor could no longer hear his own heartbeat, holding the Shining Butterfly in his hand, and whispered in his heart that was the same as the Shining Butterfly: "It's not enough, I need more-"

With a strong desire and expectation in his consciousness, the light responded to Dacheta's voice in his heart, "I can respond to your request, and what can you give me?" ”

He has lost his mind and the ability to think about the pros and cons. Under the guidance of the Seed of Light, Dachedo immediately replied in his heart without hesitation: "All." ”

He wants more strength to fulfill his ambitions...... No matter what the price is to be paid.

"As you wish."

A gentle, holy voice whispered, and the heart broke, and the golden seed bloomed into a flower.

Dachedo needs strength, and Light needs a tool to gather power.

The dark red Butterfly flapped its wings, stopped its mouthparts from sucking blood, and burrowed into the wound in Dactado's palm, where the blood had stopped, returning to the place where the Seed of Light bloomed.

Immediately, in the next second, the sky was brilliant, as if time had frozen, and all the magic that attacked Dacheta was blocked in the air.

Dacido kept his hand raised, and the wound in his palm healed and was torn apart, burrowing out the silk like a butterfly's antennae.

As the light flowed, and immediately before everyone's eyes, they saw at the same time that Dachedo's chest was torn apart, and the flesh was torn open, and one after another bright and pure petals bloomed.

The filaments that emerged from the palms were more and denser until they enveloped Dachedo and wound around a giant cocoon.

You can hear the dull heartbeat, and the golden petals bloom on the cocoon, like the wings of a shining butterfly.

The shining butterflies in the forest also condensed due to the appearance of cocoons, and a few flew to the place where Dachedo had been.

With every second of breath and every light, the form of the cocoon is growing, easily surpassing the size of the demon, and you can also feel the madness of the life force in the cocoon.

"Isn't he a nature elf?"

"What the hell is this...... What monsters? ”

Someone in the quiet environment because of the light had a trembling voice and asked questions in fear, but no one answered.

The remaining seven Elven Elders were facing in the direction of the cocoon, and they were equally terrified...... But inexplicably, the heart is yearning. Including some nature spirits, but also far more than just nature spirits.

In the Forest of Nature, all the humans and aliens who have been planted with the seeds of light gaze at the cocoon in front of them, guarded by the Shining Butterfly, with fear and panic in their eyes.

Light does not strip away consciousness, but rather strengthens it. Those who are parasitic by the seeds of light clearly sense that their hearts are desperately longing at this moment...... The parasites of the seeds of light are incomparably awake to recognize that their hearts are envious and thirsty, hoping to be like the creatures in the cocoon.

The alien race, which has lower willpower and is more blessed by the power of light, has been unable to control its heart at the moment, and cannot stop the thoughts that do not belong to it in the heart, looking at his chest with fear, and under the guidance of his heart consciousness, he stiffly approached the direction where the cocoon was.

Including Yaster, who had always looked cold, couldn't help frowning at this moment, and the palms of his sleeves were clenched into fists, trying to suppress his heart's desire for cocoons, relying on his strong will to prevent his body from acting autonomously.

Including several of the entourage beside Yaster, they were also a little nervous and panicked at the moment.

With the cocoon's agitation, not only the natural elves, but also more humans and aliens who originally ignored and believed in the light are now approaching in the direction where the cocoon is located, without self-control. The more they trust and get close to the Light, the faster they rush to the cocoon, and the Light still does not control their minds and thoughts, and most people can think more calmly, and the more panicked they feel inside.

All the races in the entire forest of nature combined, at least a quarter of the human and alien races are approaching the cocoon at this moment, and a quarter of the people are resisting the seeds of light with their will. Those who have received the gift of light, but do not have the seed of light in their bodies, are more likely to control their own will, reject the attraction of the cocoon to the self, and those who do not respond to the cocoon have spontaneously gathered together.

Orn took the fire elemental spirit in his arms, took a deep breath and whispered to the cocoon, "Is this what Michel said the Pope can achieve through the Seed of Light?" ”

Alexis clenched the hilt of his sword with his fingers, and cold sweat continued on his forehead, "The City of Lucky Fire has been separated from the light, otherwise it will become a purgatory of light and a sacrifice for him to realize his ambitions." ”

Orn and Alexi's words were unconcealed, and they were still heard by more people in the chaotic environment of the moment. The emotions of the controlled vary greatly depending on the words, including the Elder Nature Elves.

Even if most people are annoyed and regretful at the moment and trust the light, it is no longer helpful. They can't escape the Nature's Forest with space items and scrolls, they can use magic clearly, or stick their weapons into the ground to stop their progress, but their bodies are still pulled by the cocoon controlled by their brains.

At this moment, even if the light does not control the mind, it will take more mana and a stronger will to resist...... Most people are accustomed to the nourishment of the Light, and they are exhausted physically and mentally by a great deal of energy at this time.

Even though it can be perceived clearly, the Seed of Light has fused with the heart, unless the heart can be removed from the body. But they are not undead creatures, and removing their hearts is also a dead end.

Dachedo in a cocoon...... No one knew what was going on with him at the moment, and no one wanted to be the second Dachedo.

With a fire elemental spirit in his left hand and a staff in his right, Orn and Alexis walked against the flow of people towards Catherin.

Carrying the blood drops of Divine Grace in her hands, Catherine and Anavis, through the power of Guardianship and the power of the Mother Tree, protect and save the natural elves who are still eager to return to the bosom of nature despite being tainted with light.

At this moment, the actions of humans and aliens approaching the cocoon were already clear to Katrin, Anavis, and Asvio.

Thanks to their efforts and Ryan's covert help, the spirit of nature, once blessed by the light and without the seed of light, endured and resisted the cocoon's attraction to them.

Ryan helps the Nature Elves, which is not deliberately hidden, but it is not Catherin...... Except for others, only the Pope knows.

Ryan wanted to tempt him, but the Pope didn't react to him helping the Nature Elves.

Dachedo's situation in the cocoon at the moment, Ryan knew through the system that he was alienating, which was a transformation technique that the Pope learned from the Blood Witch.

Except for doing nothing, the seed of light was planted in the heart due to the invasion of light, but still wanted to believe in Katlin's natural spirits. Most hearts carry seeds of light, and those who are attracted to cocoons, Ryan doesn't really want to help.

Most people have borrowed the power of light to do evil things, even if Michelle is present at this moment...... Ryan didn't feel like he could turn the light in the hearts of these people. Although Ryan was not angry, the questioning just now still made people feel a little bored, even though he had already reminded him.

It's just to avoid the core from merging with Dikitalon's soul and devouring more life force for his own use, and he must save them by the way at this moment.

How to use this help to spread the evil of the Pope to more people, Ryan is still thinking in his heart.

Loriss was the first to notice the strangeness of Astor and the attendants, seeing that their bodies seemed to be uncontrollable, her hands clenched into fists and hammered her chest hard, and immediately raised her head and asked nervously: "How can this be?" Your Highness, are you—"

"Don't think about it, Loris...... I just wasn't feeling well. ”

Before she could finish her words, she was immediately stopped by Astor in a low voice.

"I need your help, Loris."

Astor gritted his teeth, his heart as if it was about to burst through his chest, tugging at his aching pain in the flesh and a slightly hideous quivering plea on his face.

Together with Astor's bodyguards, they were using amazing willpower to keep their bodies from moving, and their necks were bruised by patience, and they had to endure not to make a sound, lest they be noticed that they were strange.

Even now, Astor was asserting his position as the most suitable successor, his distorted eyes away from Loris, forcing himself not to look at the jumping cocoon.

The handmaidens surround Loris, and they and a few of Astor's guards are not blessed by the light, and use magic to protect Loriss from being injured in the chaos.

Loris's fingers gripped the staff firmly, she could feel the pain of Astor and the guards at the moment, and asked in confusion: "Your Highness Astor ...... How can I help you? ”

She knew that Astor trusted the Temple of Light, including the poisonous dragon, was only obtained by the papal protection. But Loris never imagined that Aster, the prince of Windy City and perhaps the next successor, would trust the gift of light so much that she allowed the seed of light to parasitize her heart.

Astor adjusted his expression, trying to make himself look soft, his eyes were fixed on Loris, and his voice suppressed pain: "Loris, I am the future inheritor of the Windy City, and I can't show the slightest rudeness at this moment...... The strangeness of the . ”

As he spoke, the guards' eyes changed slightly, and they looked unkindly at Astor.

Loris's lips under the veil opened and closed slightly, and she looked extremely sad in her heart at the prince in front of her, who was taller than herself, whose expression was painfully distorted due to the pain she endured, and who was no longer as handsome as before, and asked in a low voice with a hint of expectation: "Your Highness, do you want me to bear this pain?" ”

Astor looked down at Loris, and though he didn't say anything, his eyes said it all. He was suggesting that Loris, as usual, let Loris, use magic to transfer her current pain to Loris, and let her bear the pain instead of herself.

Astor is adamant that he is the prince of the Windy City, the future king of the Windy City, and that he cannot appear to be controlled by the light.

The maids looked at Loris worriedly.

They follow Loriss and her father and protect her. As the prince of Windy City, Astor is almost certain to be the future ruler, and neither the maids nor the squires can stop Astor from making a decision.

Even the Wind Saint is enforcing patience to prevent himself from being attracted by the glowing cocoon.

Loris didn't answer immediately, looking slightly sideways at the center of the Radiant Butterfly. For the first time in her heart, she was saddened that her magic was to share and bear pain for others.

Because her appearance was ruined by a witch, Loris resisted betrayal. She used a scarf to hide her worries about the fear of others, and never despised the alien appearance of human beings, but only grieved alone.

Handsome, beautiful and ugly were equally treated in Loris's eyes, and at this moment, she felt for the first time that Aster, who had grown up together since childhood, had such an ugly appearance, desire, and heart.

Some people want to destroy the cocoon, but no magic can break through the barrier under the protection of the Holy Light, and neither can the magic arrows and the sword energy of the warrior.

The life in the cocoon is Dacheta, and the Elders of the Nature Elves are the most affected, they can feel a strong attraction, but because of the consciousness that is not completely controlled by the light, the Elders of the Nature Elves and all the attracted people are clearly aware of the danger over there.

Apache silently waved his staff, summoning several cannibal flowers with fangs growing in their stamens.

Unattracted by the light, summons such as demon plants swayed their broad leaves, and their mouths in the stamens spewed poisonous and rotting juice toward the barrier of light.

However, the poison was not yet near, and the Holy Light was easily purified.

The demon behind the barrier was not attracted, and the evil one let out a wild laugh, and the sturdy right arm was slightly raised, and a black flame ignited and burned, easily burning the corrosive liquid, emitting a fishy smell.

The demons of demigod strength help the light, causing more people to panic.

The crowd attracted by the Seed of Light, the Great Demon Lord was originally a little panicked. But when the light 'blessed', not only was it unaffected, but even the demons hidden in the forest of nature were not forced to appear, and remained hidden. Under the influence of the Seed of Light, the Great Demon Lord felt more and more in his heart that Michelle was a liar.

He is a demon, and it will only be the light that will be devoured by the demon.

Chapter 532

Michelle said that the Pope was to sacrifice them all...... The Archdemon Lord knew that the Pope needed life force, but he didn't think he would be among the sacrifices.

The Great Demon Lord didn't know what Dachedo would become, and he could feel the life force that was growing wildly at the moment in the cocoon that Dachedo had alienated. It was the Pope who was giving his power to Dacheta, and as a demon, he could easily and perfectly devour the power of temptation in the cocoon, as well as the Shining Butterfly that had fallen by blood.

The Great Demon Lord wished that there would be a few more of these cocoons, not only for himself, but also for his master...... can harvest flawless and pure power from the cocoon.

It's not appropriate to do it now, after all, they're still allies. The Archdemon Lord hid the greed in his eyes, looking at the humans and aliens who were already less than a third of the range of the cocoon, and the closer they got, the faster they became, and the humans and aliens who were still struggling to resist the heart with their will, and not allowing themselves to approach the cocoon.

The Nature Spirit is the main commodity captured by the Demon this time, and the Pope is the object of cooperation, but the Pope's behavior at the moment has hurt the transaction. The precious commodity was damaged, and the demon who claimed to be generous in his trade thought to himself, thinking that it must not be difficult for him to ask the Pope for a few hundred cocoons.

The main thing is -

The demon's eyes look at Catlyn, secretly searching for where Michelle will be hiding. If Michelle and his guards could be made into cocoons, it would be even more 'delicious' than Dachedo's alienated cocoons. Unbeknownst to the Archdemon Lord, the seed of light within him was also jumping, but the light restrained the desire to act and perfectly conveyed his thoughts to the Pope.

The Pope didn't think there was anything wrong with the demon's greed, he just thought the devil's idea behind it was ridiculous.

Not even he could hurt Michelle.

A Grand Demon Lord?

The Pope's incarnation, hidden in the light, opened the Codex and held an angel's feather in his hand, carefully writing the future that he had 'prophesied'.

The Shining Butterfly fluttered in the wind at the Pope's will, and the silk on the surface of the cocoon, like the butterfly's tentacles, began to wriggle.

Yaster's body trembled slightly, his body leaned forward uncontrollably, and the trembling small steps moved, and the guards beside Yaster were in even worse condition.

Aster's heart seemed to be about to burst out of his chest, bulging out of his bulging bag, his forehead and temples were bruised, and cold sweat was fine. He gritted his back molars and looked at Loris, his eyes full of pain and humility and whispered: "Loris, I can promise you anything, as long as I can do it."

When I return, I will marry you and make you the most honored queen of the Windy City in the future. ”

Loris's eyes drooped slightly, knowing that Astor had endured it to the limit.

Although it is a request, it is more like a threat.

Loriss didn't want to marry Astor, she knew that the other party didn't like her, and even hated her looks, and she never had the luxury of becoming Astor's queen. Loriss knew that the reason why Astor would take her with her was because she was in control of a special sharing and sharing of magic.

Loriss was afraid of the pain and didn't want to say yes. But keep the secrets of the Windy City and don't let the Windy City become a joke.

Astor stared at Loris with both eyes, and his voice was trying to be gentle, "I know, you will definitely help me, just like your father told you......"

You can sacrifice a princess, you can't let the heir of the Windy City get hurt, and even if Astor is really hurt, he must be 'healed' as soon as possible...... We can't let Astor lose face at this moment and damage the face of the Windy City.