Kryptonite lord Section 1125
Anies' shrunken body was still twice the size of a small red dragon cub, and he stopped beside Alenid and replied, "The Lord of Nothingness has many messengers, and only the one just now has the most honorable status.
The Mystic Merchant's assessment is usually conducted in the Tower of Nothingness, and there will be many guides to the test, and the Emissary has never been involved in this matter. Even a sense of invitation to come to the mainland...... I have lived in the void for a thousand years, and I have not seen a second Michelle. β
"Yes." Moore nodded slightly, and the petals swayed with his movements, "Michelle must be special." β
"We don't know what's so special."
Yule lay beside Alenid, "Maybe only Wendy, who is also an emissary, knows what makes Michelle special, but it's not necessarily. After all, Wendy is in the void world, and her identity is far inferior to that of the divine envoy just now. β
They didn't hear the conversation between Crisp and Ryan, but from Brease's actions just now, they felt that Bris was not cold on the surface, and even respected Ryan very much.
Incredible.
"Whew!"
Alenid touched his dragon horns, and his eyes sparkled.
It's Mr. Lane.
Wendy quickly emerged from the Cloak of the Mysterious Merchant, "Just as I thought. β
Ryan: "Remember to keep it a secret for me, it's something you can't let too many people know. β
Ten Mystery Businessmen...... To be precise, they are a kind of ethereal creature that resembles a magic puppet, but with a certain self-awareness, and has also been proven to be void. Can be called the Mystery Merchant, but is not really the Mystery Merchant, controlled by the 'flame' that Bris secretly gave to Ryan.
Outsiders will not perceive the reality of these 'mystery merchants', including most of them. With the protection of the cloak, evil cannot easily peep into their essence, otherwise it will expose its own existence and give the Lord of Nothingness a chance to sanction.
Similar to Bryce's situation just now, even if the evil is aware of the existence of the ten mysterious merchants, as long as the evil dares to probe their identities, this is a direct provocation to the Lord of the Void, and they are also protected by the mysterious merchants.
Wendy piously promised: "Of course, please rest assured. β
Chapter 564
Ryan controls the actions of the thirty-three mysterious merchants through props, directs them to the shopping street in the center of the dungeon, and then briefly explains the situation of the mysterious merchants to the group.
Thirty-three mysterious merchants can all be the embodiment of Ryan, and Ryan thinks it's better not to talk about this matter for the time being. It's not that he doesn't trust his companions, it's that there are so many ways that evil can be snooped on, and it's for the safety of others.
Except for Andrew and Wendy, everyone only knows that the thirty-three mysterious merchants are Michelle's friends and know the Void Continent, and the lord of Oran, Ryan, who only met because of the mysterious merchant Hughes.
Anies was looking for Anatoly and Aresia to ask about his friends and companions, so Andrew and Theodor took him to the underground island where the dragon lived.
Alenid wanted to take Wendy and her children to familiarize themselves with Oran's environment, and also wanted to know who the Feather Clan would respond to the invitation, and finally Barr's condensed avatar walked with Wendy and the others, and together they went to observe and familiarize themselves with the underground and aboveground environment.
Moro is a rat of nothingness, known as a time-traveling traveler who has traveled to the continent many times. Yule, who rarely crosses time and space, feels that everything on the continent is new, and Wendy is also looking forward to Oran's situation.
Seeing Yule and them leave with Barr, Baroque let his guard down and slowly approached Ryan from Cyril's side.
"Mr. Lane." Alenedron stared at the feather-patterned invitation in Ryan's hand, "The dragon is so nervous at the moment."
The little red dragon cub will spit out small pieces of flame when it breathes, and the more nervous it is, the more ethereal the flame becomes. In order to know if it was Tucentowski who responded to the call, he even gave up a good chance to communicate with the Void Dragon.
But it doesn't matter, the new dragon friends will live in Oran for a long time, and there will be time to become good friends!
"Don't be nervous, Alenid. Are you interested in trying an invitation? Ryan placed the invitation of the Feather Clan in front of the little red dragon cub, "The Feather Clan resembles angels in appearance, and their personalities are usually friendly as well. Even if Tucentoski wasn't the one who responded to the call, he probably wouldn't have turned down your offer. β
"The dragon wants to, but forget it."
Alenid tilted his head slightly, retracted the flames when he breathed, and the two dragon claws gently hugged Ryan's forearm, "Mr. Ryan, the little phoenix and you have known each other for a longer time, I hope to respond to your call smoothly, I'll just wait by the side." If it were him, he should be able to feel our breath, the relationship between the little phoenix and the dragon is good! β
"Then we'll be together."
Ryan stroked the horns of the little red dragon cub with his left hand, gently grasped his left paw, and held up the invitation of the Feather Clan with his right hand and continued to input mana.
"Little Phoenix, Little Phoenix...... It must be a little phoenix. β
Alenedron clawed his claws around Ryan's left arm, his eyes fixed on the door that had coalesced after the invitation had shattered.
Cyril and the others were scattered around, also holding invitations and trying to call.
Unlike when Wendy and the others were invited, the invitation had been used, but none of the Feathered Clan immediately responded to the call.
Ryan looked at the door in front of him and watched the space in the center change, "Unity, am I going to use a phoenix fishing rod now?" β
"You don't need a phoenix fishing rod." system, "The feather clan who felt the invitation were all on the sky dome clouds, and the god of the sky had previously bestowed the gift through stone carvings...... Please be patient for a few more moments. β
"Thank you."
Ryan vaguely understood the hint of the system, and said to Alainid slightly: "The current situation of the Feather Clan is a bit special, and we need to wait a little longer to respond to the call, it is very likely that we are our friends, can you please help me pay attention to the situation at the door?" β
"Don't worry, Ryan. Leave this matter to the dragon. Alenid let go of the dragon's claws and walked to the front of the door, "The dragon will pay attention!" β
Waiting for a friend is so patient!
"Alenid, you're reliable."
Ryan smiled and complimented, looking sideways at Baroque as he walked towards him.
Baroque's eyes still had a dark purple glow in them, and he looked up at Ryan and said, "You can continue to invite werewolves, Moises will have to wait a little longer." Perhaps without your help, I will soon be able to directly invite that young demon lord to Oran. β
Andrew, who took the form of a black dragon, quickly flapped his wings, and when he returned to Ryan's side, he first put down Theodore, and then returned to his human form, bowed his head and said to Ryan: "I have taken Anies to find Anatoly and Aresia, I have no memory of his companions." β
"I didn't expect Anies, he still knows the Great Elder and the High Priest." Theodor put down the fruit-filled rattan on his back, rubbed Ryan's palm, flapped his wings and trotted to Alainid's side and asked, "Is it the call that the little phoenix answers?" β
"Not yet."
Alenid stared at the door in front of him, "Mr. Ryan said that there is a high probability that it was the little phoenix who responded to the call, but they are receiving the gift of the gods, let the dragon be patient and so on. β
"Oh, look forward to it!" Theodore raised his dragon's tail, "The dragon is waiting with you." β
Alenid put away the flames on his body, controlled the temperature of the scales, and sat on the ground side by side with Theodore, the little dragon cub staring carefully at the door formed by the condensation of magic.
Ryan withdrew his gaze from Baroque's body and handed the demon's invitation to Andrew, holding the werewolf's invitation in his right hand.
The door in front of Teklin and O'Dore's eyes shone brightly, and the dwarves of all races were very straightforward, especially O'Doray and Teklin were very famous among the dwarves, and the dwarves had already answered their call at this moment.
Ryan continued to inject magic into the invitation, and the will called, and as the door condensed, the foggy passage in the center was quickly touched, followed by an injured, unconscious young werewolf thrown from the other side of the door.
Andrew was fast, reaching out to catch the werewolf who was thrown from the other side of the door, and examining the blood-stained hair on the werewolf's neck, "It smells of blood." β
"The invitation door seems to be a two-way street, can you let me cross over?"
Baroque withdrew his gaze from the werewolf, licked the corners of his mouth, stared at the center of the door with dark eyes, and whispered to Ryan: "His wound was formed by dark magic, the poison is preventing the wound from healing, and the invasion war behind the door seems to be fierce."
I could feel the widespread plague and the scent of the necromancer, the werewolf race had not been able to hold out for long, and the call was answered to preserve the bloodline from perishing. They seem to have taken you as hope, do you still know the werewolf of your Orlan lordship? β
As he spoke, three werewolf cubs were thrown out of the door again and again, and Andrew reached out to catch them.
The last three werewolves were younger and were more seriously injured than the first.
"Only Michelle knows the werewolves in Crossel, and as Ryan, I almost never walk on the continent, and werewolves shouldn't know about my existence."
Ryan also had some doubts in his heart, he did not call as Michelle, but he was inexplicably able to gain the trust of the werewolf.
Feeling the smell of blood, Cyril and the others in the invitation all looked sideways at Ryan.
Lacey whispered to CΓ©chira, flapping her wings towards Ryan.
Alenid and Theodore, when they saw the wounded werewolf, flew towards Ryan together.
Although he was puzzled, Ryan did not stop the movement of his hand, took out the leaf jar from the spatial ring, handed the cloak to Baroque and said, "Since the werewolves will trust me, they may have learned about Orlan from elsewhere. Help the werewolf fight off the undead and hide your identity and don't let the light know that you are the demon who knows Michelle. β
"Simple, just leave it to me. It just so happens that I recently learned about the weaknesses that necromancers fear, so it's time to give it a try. β
Baroque caught the cloak and draped it on his body casually, jumping into the door without hesitation.
Andrew raised his dragon tail to touch the space ring, took out a blanket and put it on the ground, put the young werewolf who was still convulsing in a coma on the blanket, looked up at Ryan and said, "The breath behind the door is more than a necromancer, not the smell of a human, it seems that there is an ogre." β
"How could ogres be with necromancers?" Ryan frowned slightly, and also handed him a cloak of concealment, "Stay safe, don't let Baroque fall into the necromancer's trap." β
"I'll pay attention."
Andrew whispered back, grabbed his cloak and stepped through the door.
Lacey folded her wings and stopped beside Ryan, half-crouched on the ground to look at the four werewolf cubs and said, "Their wounds are not only infected with the plague, but the undead magic is eroding the mind with the intention of devouring life. Necromancy is transforming werewolves into undead creatures, refining evil necromantic golems. β
Ryan handed the leaf jar in his hand to Lacey, "Will the Moon Spring and the Water of Life work?" β
"Hey, can the dragon help? It's disgusting that someone would hurt a cub! β
Alenid adjusted the temperature of the dragon scales, and sat in the middle of the werewolf cubs with the dragon's tail in his arms to warm them and suppress the cold caused by undead magic.
Theodor raised the dragon's horns, and the flower vine emitted a green glow, and looked up at Lacey and asked, "The dragon also has some healing magic, can it help the werewolf?" Their wounds looked so painful. β
It's not just the blood that blackens the hair, but the gray mist that eats away at the hideous wounds.
"Yes, they're losing a lot of energy."
Lacey nodded in response, and Theodor immediately controlled the magic to surround the werewolves.
"I have gone from the Light to the Fallen, and the memories and magic of the past remain the same...... Mr. Lane, please wait for me to purify their bodies of necromantic magic. β
Lacey grabbed the leaf jar and placed it next to the werewolf, holding the feather of flame hanging from her neck with both hands, suppressing her inner emotions and closing her eyes and whispering a spell.
The black magic array surrounded by flames took shape in an instant, and Lacey controlled the flames to divide into hands and placed them on top of the werewolf's wounds.
Ryan 'watched' Andrew's side through the system, waiting for Lacey to heal the werewolf's wounds. Compared to himself, it is more appropriate to let the former guardian angel do it.
With Lacey's magic and will, assisted by Theodore's dragon magic, the undead aura in the young werewolf's body was condensed, and the plague was purified by angelic magic, and the dragon's power turned into pure vitality.
The damage caused by the expulsion of the necromancy continued, and in the flames of Alenid, the body temperature of the four young werewolves quickly returned to normal.
The magic of the forest dragon is gentle and healing, soothing the werewolf's wounds.
Lacey uncovers the jar of leaves, pours the Moon Fountain over the werewolf's wound, and uses dark magic to temporarily paralyze the werewolf's pain from the pain of purification. Then use the spiritual power to wash away the residual power of the undead, as well as the poisonous blood that pollutes the hair.
The werewolf's washed fur returned to its original color, confirming that the necromancy was completely removed, and Lacey stopped paralyzing the werewolf's senses and poured the water of life through the wound.
The water of life completely healed the werewolf's wounds, and the werewolf, who continued to convulse, finally regained stability, and in the flames of Alenid, the four werewolves huddled in each other and curled up in a deep sleep.
"It was so vicious to the life of the young...... Evil undead, unforgivable. β
Lacey put down the empty leaf jar and whispered, her fiery eyes looking sideways at Ryan.
Ryan also handed her a black cloak, "Stay safe, Lacey. The Pope can't leave the Central Imperial City for the time being, and the polluted light can still peek into everything on the continent. β
Although she has become a fallen angel, Lacey still retains her guardian heart.
"Thank you for your understanding and reminder."
Lacey retracted her wings, took a deadwood staff from the storage space, draped the cloak she had received from Ryan over herself, and walked through the door to where the werewolf had been.
Theodor controls the rattan, divides the strawberries on his back, which also contain the power of life and dragon power, into small pieces, and then uses magic to crush them into juice, pour them on the leaves, and carefully feed them from the tips of the leaves into the werewolf's mouth.