On the Scarlet Plain …
The two-headed demon, whose body was slender and long like a lizard, stood motionless in the giant stone circle. Its dark red scales reflected the sunlight and flashed with a demonic color. In the gaps between the scales, sprouts seemed to be born from its flesh and blood. They grew healthily, adding a layer of green 'prison clothes' to the demon.
The human-faced goat head of the Sovereign of Blood was frozen with a gloating, cunning smile and shock. The head of the ferocious dog, on the other hand, was at a loss. The uncontrollable slaughter and hatred made it hideous and terrifying. They couldn't understand at all why they were caught so easily when they were equal to level-three legends in their own "legendary demiplane". Logically speaking, even if they couldn't defeat the enemy of the same level, couldn't they have escaped? Especially when they were on their 'home court'!
'Advanced Time Stop' was the most powerful space-time spell so far. Only sorcerers who had a deep understanding of space-time or 'magic creatures' such as the God of Silver Moon who were born with such abilities could have grasped the basics of the spell at all. Even if they had lengthy spells and complicated gestures, it was impossible for them to cast it!
However, Lucien was able to perform it. His unique legendary item could release 'Advanced Time Stop'! Wasn't his class' Atom Controller '? Since when did it have anything to do with time and space?
The Sovereign of Blood vaguely felt that it had missed something after being paralyzed. However, as a chaotic guy, it did not know anything about arcana at all. How could it know what field the general theory of relativity belonged to? As a matter of fact, the human-faced goat head, which pursued improvement, had been paying attention to the development of arcana and learning the basic concepts. However, every time it picked up a book to read, the dog head would be very agitated. So, the two heads were mired in the long and traditional biting each other again.
As for 'Luxury Cracking', it and Malfurion were not surprised. If Lucien Evans couldn't grasp it, he wouldn't deserve to be called an authority in the field of elements and force fields. He would certainly be the second legend of the Congress to grasp the spell after Hathaway, the Lord of Elements.
Malfurion did not notice that 'Vengeful Gaze' was a penetrating attack that ignored the defense of scales. He thought that 'Luxury Cracking' had removed the effect of his defense. However, the two heads of the Sovereign of Blood were confused. It was his natural-born defense, and 'Luxury Cracking' could only destroy part of it but not completely nullify it. So, why was he standing there naked as if he had been stripped of his scales?
With its "understanding" of arcana, this was clearly something that it could not understand.
"We've really failed this time. How can he master so many powerful spells …"
"Not only have I failed, but I've also been captured. Does this count as fulfilling the plan?"
Different thoughts popped up in the heads of the two demons. The flesh on their chests that had been pierced by 'Vengeful Gaze' wriggled crazily, but they could not recover no matter how hard they tried. The dark red blood dripped on the ground with streaks of green color, corroding the stone slabs and the soil.
"The Sovereign of Blood has other items on him?" Malfurion flew to the Sovereign of Blood empty-handed, only to discover that its waist was enshrouded in dense black air. Something survived 'Luxury Cracking'? A legendary item?
He believed that the Sovereign of Blood, as a schizophrenic, could not and was incapable of producing legendary items for himself. The best that he could do was to modify part of his body into a weapon. For example, his bloody tail that was full of patterns had been broken weirdly, and he had two dark red swords in his hands.
So, was it the loot of the adventurers or other enemies that he killed?
"Be careful." Lucien reminded him. "I feel that it's evil and negative."
Holding the Sword of Truth, Natasha looked around warily. She had no doubt that Lucien had chosen to attack with full strength, but she was slightly regretful that the Sovereign of Blood had been trapped without any resistance. She did not have a chance to fight.
Malfurion raised his hand, and a green branch grew out of the flesh of the Sovereign of Blood, lifting the object.
"This is …" Malfurion's eyes were focused, and his face couldn't have looked more awful.
It was a lifelike black statue made of some unknown material. It was glowing with a black light.
The face of the statue was clearly visible. It was exactly Ferragond, Nature's Avenger!
Ferragond's statue was both illusionary and real. His face was twisted and hideous, full of hatred, disgust, and fury. Vague black air popped up from the void and melted into his body. The black air seemed to be the infinite 'symbol of hell' that was condensed by the hatred in the bottom of every intelligent creature's heart!
"Collecting the power of feelings and trying to transform into the state of primeval devils." Lucien described the situation calmly.
Malfurion said in a low voice, full of disappointment and fury, "It's Ferragond! Nature's Abhorrence has gone too far! "
"Not necessarily. Why is the Sovereign of Blood holding Ferragond's special item that collects the power of feelings?" Lucien looked at the Sovereign of Blood who was stunned.
"Perhaps it's a condition of cooperation. Perhaps the special item has to be placed near the altar." Malfurion speculated.
Lucien smiled. "I don't think any legend in their right mind would cooperate with a two-headed demon like the Sovereign of Blood. Chances are that something went wrong because of 'internal strife'. After all, we've already caught it. We can check it with spells such as' Brain Intrusion '."
Lucien paused for a moment. "However, until then, the statue cannot be kept. It's a critical item for the status transformation ritual. It's very important whether or not it's Ferragond. The sooner we destroy it, the sooner we'll be reassured."
It would also prevent Malfurion from attacking at the critical moment because of the temptation of the statue. Therefore, Lucien, who was not tempted by the statue at all, decided to eliminate the disaster as soon as possible.
"Alright." Malfurion hated the traitor among the elves so much that he did not have any greedy ideas yet.
Natasha raised the Sword of Truth and stared at the statue of Ferragond that Malfurion threw out. Lucien, on the other hand, seemed at ease, but he held the Moon Timer in his right hand, prepared for Malfurion's attack.
At this moment, the paralysis effect was already gone. The Sovereign of Blood's goat head looked at the statue in fury and frustration. According to the normal plan, when it pretended to fail and retreat, it would throw the statue into the center of the altar as if it were destroying the evidence. Then, the statue where negative feelings gathered would be entangled with the air of Nature's Heart and could not be destroyed normally. It could only be separated by Malfurion's nature power slowly. Then, the ritual would be activated, and its mission would be accomplished successfully.
But why did it fail?
It still could not figure it out!
Malfurion did not watch Natasha destroy the statue with the Sword of Truth. Instead, he moved his eyes to the altar, only to discover that the altar was full of mysterious patterns that were brimming with negative feelings such as chaos, slaughter, hatred, pain, and so on. They extended from the center all the way to the underground of the Scarlet Plain and the void around, constituting an enormous and three-dimensional "magic circle".
"It's very similar to the status transformation magic circle in the Realm of Gates …" Lucien thought to himself.
As expected, at the center of the altar, at the core of the magic circle, there was a cluster of light green air. It emitted a rich vitality and freshness, which made the altar grow lush with trees, forming a small forest.
The cluster of green air had some black spots. It was obvious that the air of negative feelings and the chaotic air of the abyss had leaked into it.
Natasha's body suddenly blurred and melted with the silver sword. With the determination to cut everything in the world, she cut across the sky and slashed at the dark statue.
To destroy the gathering of negative feelings, the most convenient and effective way was naturally the Sword of Truth!
Malfurion threw out a few wooden statues and turned them into dark green monsters. They charged at the center of the altar, trying to retrieve the air of "Nature's Heart".
The sky that was brimming with bloody dust suddenly dimmed and became as dark as ink. A head that looked like a baboon protruded from the darkness. Its eyes were closed, and its face was full of scales.
In the meantime, an enormous black hand descended from the sky and snatched the statue, ignoring Natasha's sword!
The soil on the plain that seemed to be soaked in blood collapsed, as if it could not bear the pressure anymore. Chaotic and evil songs echoed in the void around, as if the dark and blasphemous words were crowding around the leader of the demons!
In the darkness around, black tentacles extended close densely. Everything that they touched, be it the white stones or the dark green wooden statues, withered and decayed into mud.
In Lucien's right hand, the Moon Timer was ticking. Having been prepared for it, he moved his thumb slightly.
After a crack, the black tentacles stopped where they were, losing their colors, leaving nothing but greyness and dullness. The collapsed plain maintained its current state. The white stones and the dark green wooden statues withered and decayed to different degrees, demonstrating a certain art of destruction.
The song that sounded like a dark hymn was gone, and the enormous black scaly hand was frozen in midair.
Under the effect of 'Advanced Time Stop', the baboon head in the sky suddenly opened its eyes!
Inside its eyes, green, red, gold, and other colors were changing rapidly, giving the feeling of extreme chaos and evilness. Crack!
Illusionary sounds echoed. The greyness was broken, and the colors returned. Everything was back to how it was when the Moon Timer was pressed!
It had broken 'Advanced Time Stop'!
"Prince of Demons …" Malfurion and Lucien recognized the demon at the same time!
… …
"Damn it. I knew that the schizophrenic Sovereign of Blood was unreliable! What did he do this time? "After his smile froze, Lankshear cursed in a low voice.
Ferragond was secretly frustrated. He had just eliminated part of the devil's projection, and he was too heavily wounded to move. He had wasted the great opportunity to escape!
Seeing that something went wrong, Lankshear dared not be careless anymore. Trapping Ferragond with his abilities, he paced back and forth anxiously, waiting for the altar on the Scarlet Plain to be activated.
Suddenly, the void was green, and bright green lines that were enshrouded in the dark and negative air quickly spread out, constituting an extremely complicated magic circle with Ferragond as the center.
Lankshear took a breath in relief and smiled in delight. "It's finally activated!"
Ferragond's body began to fade. Under the vigorous green color was a hideous face.
Lankshear took out all kinds of items from his storage bag and started the last step of the ritual. He did not expect to become a demigod immediately but only wanted to reach the peak of legendary and lay a solid foundation for his future path. He was not stupid enough to take the risk, especially when his method had yet to be tested.
Light green, dark green, dark, and murky lines lit up one after another, forming a complicated and mysterious three-dimensional magic circle with himself as the center.
"Lankshear, I curse you!" Ferragond shouted miserably.
Lankshear put on a smile. "Very good. Keep it like this."
He extended his right hand and pressed the center of the magic circle. Then, the two magic circles were connected. Light and shadow interweaved, and energy flowed.
Suddenly, the space and time around glowed and turned green. The patterns around Ferragond's body were suddenly separated and melted into the magic circle next to Lankshear!
Halos glowed, and Lankshear was caged at the center of the magic circle.
"How … How did this happen?" Lankshear was completely stunned, not understanding what had happened.
Ferragond looked at the picture in confusion. His head was as heavy as glue, and he did not understand why he was saved either!
The magic circle suddenly glowed, and the energy seemed to have been extended far away. The bright green color around quickly turned transparent, revealing the situation on the other side.
It was a light green and vigorous heart, and inside it stood a beautiful woman wearing a leaf dress. Her golden hair was brilliant, and her skin was also suffused with a layer of light green. Her eyes were deep and distant, and her expression was indescribably sacred.
"Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty!"
Lankshear and Ferragond exclaimed in shock.
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