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Chapter 815

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When Erlu was hit by the "Xuanming Divine Palm" and was slashed by the ice sword, his armor shattered and fell off. Before the people on the city wall who were cheering for their savior could react, Dragon Queen used a series of Soul Extinguishing Strikes and knocked down the Red Heart Knight who was arguing with her.

Then the Five Dragon Spirits and the Sword God's divinity.

"Hey, demons and ghosts, everyone has the right to kill them!"

Every syllable in Dragon Queen's roar was a Soul Extinguishing Strike under the Five Dragon Spirits.

Uh, they were planning to attack together.

"Caw, caw, caw —" The sky was suddenly covered by a black cloud of crows. A huge will solidified, like Sun Wukong's Golden Cudgel, fell from the sky and smashed on King of the Strange Ghost's head.

"Ah! I've been waiting for you! " King of the Strange Ghost retracted his left hand from Erlu and roared into the sky. His roar was like a storm of needles, piercing the souls of the humans in all directions.

"I am ice, I am darkness, I am order and eternity!" King of the Strange Ghost roared.

Ice spread under his feet, freezing everything in its path. Darkness was like a coffin lid, pressing down on Winterfell. The sun in the sky swayed and dimmed.

Torches, braziers, and even wildfires were suddenly extinguished.

This time, it didn't seem to be a fire-forbidden domain. The laws of darkness and ice were recklessly manifested, forming a small world that didn't allow light and fire to exist.

Dragon Queen, who was condensing a fireball to prepare for a big move, felt it the most.

Big Black and Little Green flapped their wings and floated in the air. Little White jumped on the city wall and stretched his neck. The three Megalosaurus' dragon flames gathered above Dragon Queen's head. A giant fireball was about to take shape, but … the dragon flames in the air were rapidly losing heat and fire magic every second, and the fire control spell was almost ineffective.

The reason the dragon flames could condense into a fireball was because Danny was using the fire control spell. Like kneading dough, she kneaded the long noodles into a ball of dough.

In the end, the fire control spell was still fire witchcraft.

King of the Strange Ghost's ice and darkness domain had changed the rules. Fire witchcraft was like a high-precision machine under the rules of the world. When a physical constant was changed, the machine would malfunction.

What's more, the change in the rules was now directed at fire and light?

Therefore, the fire control technique failed.

The spherical Dragon Flame was sometimes deflated, sometimes elliptical, and sometimes twisted into a triangle. The Dragon Queen seemed to have become the worst Fire Sorcerer.

What was Melisandre doing? Why wasn't she maintaining the "Flame Domain" around her?

Danny turned her head and saw the red-robed woman screaming in pain with a ferocious look on her face. Her wrinkles were like the white frost on a glass window in winter, quickly covering her face.

Her long, bronze-red hair was visibly withering and turning white. Her exposed skin was wrinkled like chicken skin.

She was aging.

Her big red eyes were dim, and the ruby on her neck was flickering like a breathing lamp on Ultraman's chest. The cracks were clearly visible.

Melisandre's missing life force, magic power, and soul power were all transferred into Erlu's body. Danny was surprised to see that Erlu, whom she thought had died, actually moved.

"Ka ka — boom!" Erlu's wrist and neck were emitting a bright red light, and the ice layer that froze him exploded.

The red sword was still hot. Erlu stabbed at the King of Strange Ghosts who raised his head and screamed. Three thousand crows formed a strange anti-spiral array and were still circling above his head. Danny's Soul Destruction Slash never stopped, and the three sides' wills continued to collide.

Seeing that Erlu was going to kill him while he was down, the King of Strange Ghosts spoke.

"Mother Goddess!" He screamed and called for his big backer.

"Rumble — — —"

The next moment, lightning flashed and thunder roared. The sun above the dark clouds was covered by purple-black lightning. The crows under the dark clouds seemed to have been hit by a bullet. The big crows' red eyes were dim, and their beaks were bleeding. They screamed and scattered.

"God of Cold …" High in the sky, the sun let out a cry that shook the world and the city walls.

It was Lahlo.

The Red Priest had always preached a dualistic doctrine: the King of Light was the God of Heat and Life, and the God of Cold was the God of Darkness, Coldness, and Death. They were the two origins of the world, good and evil, light and darkness. The battle between them would never end, and the outcome of their battle would determine the fate of mankind.

Now, the King of Light and the God of Cold were colliding again.

At this time, the sky was like a pot of boiling porridge: ice water stewed the sun, darkness stewed the light.

Dark clouds that were as thick as a blanket wrapped around the shattered sun. Lightning flashed and thunder roared. Divine power went berserk. All kinds of sounds and all kinds of colors interweaved together, making those who looked up to see dizzy and those who listened attentively feel their souls tremble.

Ordinary people couldn't hear the voices of Lahlo and the God of Cold. It was the cry of wills.

.....

From when Erlu was hit in the chest, to when Aunt May used her life to help him break free from the ice seal, to when he faced Erlu's fatal attack, to when the King of Strange Ghosts summoned the God of Cold. The whole process seemed long, but it only took two or three breaths of time.

When the God of Cold descended, Erlu's red sword lost most of its divine power. His sudden attack also lost its chance to kill the Three-Eyed Crow because the God of Cold restrained it.

"As you said, I am the servant of the Mother Goddess. You have many people, but I am not without help. "

The King of Strange Ghosts' voice was faintly discernible in the wind, making it difficult to hear clearly. However, anyone with ears could hear the pride in his voice.

Without the suppression of the Three-Eyed Crow's will, he regained his agility.

He withstood the Dragon Queen's Soul Slash, and as if he was skating, he spun around and arrived behind Erlu.

While dodging Erlu's sword, he also stabbed his own Ice Sword into Erlu's back. It seemed to be easier than tofu with a fork.

However, before the King of Strange Ghosts could even laugh, his face froze on the pale veined face …

"Idiot, I have seen everything —" These were Erlu's last words.

Before he finished speaking, his red sword had already stabbed into the King of Strange Ghosts' chest.

"Awoo!" The King of Strange Ghosts howled.

Like a popsicle that had fallen into a pot of oil, a large amount of water vapor rose around him. There seemed to be a string of sparks flying out of his open mouth.

The change happened quickly, almost in the blink of an eye.

Only the Dragon Queen, who had drawn her sword and ran in front of the King of Strange Ghosts, saw the entire process clearly.

The God of Cold descended, the crows scattered, and the King of Strange Ghosts regained his mobility … In the midst of the shocking change, Erlu seemed to know what was going to happen next.

He changed his action of stabbing his sword halfway … Or rather, he didn't plan to attack the King of Strange Ghosts with a straight stab.

It was a feint.

He flipped his wrist, and the red sword reversed its direction. The flashing red and white blade pointed at himself. The sword was extremely fast and decisive, as if he had rehearsed it countless times in his heart.

The red sword also pierced his chest like tofu with a fork. The blade slid past his spine and through his back. It didn't touch any bones in the entire process, and easily pierced into … the King of Strange Ghosts who was stabbing at him from behind.

"Tch — Tch!" Erlu was stabbed twice, and the King of Strange Ghosts was stabbed once.

The King of Strange Ghosts stood behind Erlu. The three-foot-long ice sword pierced through Erlu's back. Erlu's Light Bringer stabbed through the gap between his left ribs, through his body, and slanted upwards into the King of Strange Ghosts' heart.

The two were like Jack and Rose at the bow of the Titanic, one in front and one behind, hugging each other.

Erlu also saw Danny who was rushing over, but he couldn't speak.

The red sword entered Erlu's body. It was like stuffing a sun into the King of Strange Ghosts' body, causing it to scream and evaporate. The ice sword entered Erlu's body like stuffing a black hole into his body. In an instant, it absorbed his heat and vitality.

But while the King of Strange Ghosts was still struggling, Erlu was already on the verge of death.

The frost started from his heart and spread to all parts of his body. His upper and lower lips were frozen together by ice crystals.

He could only look at Danny with his blue eyes. His gaze fell on the hilt of the red sword in his chest. There was still a section that hadn't pierced in. Because of the loss of its owner, the red sword's light dimmed visibly.

His eyes blinked twice at Danny. Come here, stab it in, don't let it escape!

Danny didn't know why, but she immediately understood his thoughts.

Before she could react, Erlu used the last of his strength to look at the red-robed woman in the distance. The ruby on her neck was completely broken and fell off. Her thick red hair became gray and fragile, like dry straw. Her rosy cheeks were wrinkled.

Her beautiful face turned white, and the peerless female priest became an old woman with one foot in the grave in the blink of an eye.

Erlu's blue eyes dimmed little by little and were completely extinguished.

Danny's heart beat violently.

Looking at the King of Strange Ghosts behind Erlu, she gritted her teeth and stepped forward. Holding the hilt of the red sword, she summoned her magic power and Divine Soul power to activate the runes in the sword.

He pushed Erlu's body and used all his strength to push it back.

"Boom!" The red sword, which had already dimmed, emitted endless light and heat again.

"Ouch ~ ~ ~ ~"

The King of Strange Ghosts, who had just broken free from the red sword's blade, was pierced in the chest again. He let out an ear-piercing scream.

Danny's expression suddenly changed.

Her divinity, soul, and magic power poured into the red sword like a flood that had opened a valve.

It was as if the red sword was a straw and she was a can of milk tea. There was an invisible greedy mouth sucking through the straw.

When Danny listened to Erlu's last wish and was ready to give the King of Strange Ghosts the final blow with the red sword, she was already prepared to permanently lose part of her soul and magic power.

Just like last time in Dark Castle, she had permanently lost about one-twentieth of her wizard power and one-hundredth of her soul after only two swings of the sword.

This time, it was even more terrifying. In less than a second, she lost five percent of her divinity, soul, and magic power. Even the Song of Fire, which was created in the fire, seemed to be disappearing.

This wasn't normal!

She was now a Demigod, a dual-element Demigod. She was ten times, no, a hundred times stronger than when she had just learned meditation in Dark Castle.

This meant that the consumption of the red sword was hundreds of times higher than before.

She wanted to stop pouring magic power and let go of her right hand holding the sword, but she couldn't do it.

The sword hilt seemed to be covered with glue and stuck to her palm.

However, her struggle and resistance weren't useless. Without her cooperation, the speed of her essence loss decreased by ten times.

Even if it decreased by ten times, she would wither and die in less than a minute.

"Lahlo, you're tricking me at a time like this!"

Danny's soul let out an angry roar. The two dragon spirits (Little Red and Little Gold) moved from the King of Strange Ghosts to the twisted and greedy evil spirit inside the red sword.

"This is your fate. Don't struggle. Look, the King of Strange Ghosts is about to break free!"

A grand, bright, warm, and holy voice came from the red sword. It seemed to be able to cleanse the soul.

This wasn't Lahlo, the Shadow Demon, but the King of Light, who represented heat and life.

He was more holy than the Mother.

This holy father stabbed her in the back.

It hurts!

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