The laughter made Delague tremble all over. The three soldiers who came with her didn't know what kind of opponent they were facing, but they nervously drew their swords and looked around for the source of the laughter.
But Amy was extremely calm. She knelt down, picked up a sharp stone and cut her finger open.
"Who is that, come out, I will give you my body."
Amy stood up and glanced at the world around her with nostalgia. Then, she raised her head and raised her bleeding finger just above her lips. Under the dazzling sunlight, she forced her eyes open and watched the blood dripping from her fingers into her mouth drop by drop.
"I am just a commoner. My father is a farmer and my mother is too. My ancestors were born, lived and died in the fields for generations. My blood cannot have the power of royal blood. Of course, following His Majesty, I would also be envious, and I once thought that it would be great if I were also a noble. You just seized on this and pretended to be Caesar's, right?"
"Not long ago, I was still doubting who you were. But after I arrived at Delphi and learned about the existence of spirits, I roughly guessed something. Drague told me that unless you have practiced magic related to spirits during your lifetime, ordinary people Spirits cannot affect people. When it comes to abnormal spirits, I have only seen two: one is Jabir Yin Ben Hayan, who has lived for thousands of years by continuously possessing the body, and the other ——Compared to the last time we met, you seem to be much stronger."
Amy's voice stopped suddenly. Her whole body was filled with unprecedented fire. Bathed in the fire, she trembled and opened her arms, as if embracing the sun in the sky.
A voice similar to hers but somewhat different continued:
"And the other one is me who was summoned by the spirit summoning magic, but gave the caster a sword with my backhand - the King of Ireland, 'The Boneless' Yinvar."
"I knew that Odin's protection could summon heroic spirits, so I practiced necromancy for that rare chance. Think about how beautiful it would be if my father was killed by the heroic spirits he summoned - —Giggle, in the end, my father actually died under this move. The person who killed Ragnar Lodbrok was not Ella Cornelius Scipio, but I, Yin Val! I am the real victor!"
Amy's abnormality not only shocked Drague, but also alerted the three soldiers. They pointed their weapons at Amy's body and asked loudly: "Are you a magician? Who are you?"
Yin Val turned his head coldly and waved his hand, and the blazing fire swept over the three soldiers with overwhelming force. Amidst the chilling screams, the three soldiers were gradually burned to ashes.
Drague came to his senses and shouted: "Amy! What...what are you doing?"
"It's just to make the troublesome guy disappear." Yin Val responded coldly, "Now no one knows the situation in the valley, why don't we bring in the army quickly?"
Drague responded. Although she was frightened by what Yinval had done, she still made a magical sound toward the outside of the valley: "zul mey gut (throwing roar)."
In the ears of the army, a thrilling dragon roar roared out from the valley. After trembling, the general pulled out the sword from his waist with a roar: "The dragon is in the valley! The left and right wings will detour from both sides to the top of the valley. The remaining people, follow me and charge!"
In the valley, Yin Ben Xina's laughter got closer and closer: "Silly, do you really think I will attack the Qiqiu Empire's army on the Qiqiu Empire's territory before the curse is lifted?"
Yin Val stared at the direction where the sound came from: "You don't have to attack, but the army is already rushing towards you. What are you going to do?"
Yin Ben Xina's voice came faintly from the depths of the valley: "Fossils are sand."
Suddenly there was an unusual noise from above the valley. Some of the soldiers who had already charged into the valley raised their heads in panic, only to see that one-third of the rocks on the top of the valley had turned into quicksand, and another third of the rocks had lost their support and rolled down the cliff. . Without waiting for any orders to be given, the soldiers subconsciously ran towards the outside of the valley. After the noise subsided, the entrance to the valley was completely blocked by falling rocks.
"Look, isn't this enough?"
As the floating dust fell, Yin Ben Xina's body slowly appeared. Behind him followed Paracelsus with a tired face from a distance. It seemed that life around Yin Ben Sina was not easy.
"Yin Ben Xina!"
Drague's shouts contained three parts despair and seven parts anger. She leaned down and before the red crystal covered her body, she squeezed out half of the blood-stained wings from the ribs on her right back. The pain that tore apart her flesh brought 90% pain to her voice. In an almost wailing cry, her nails were squeezed off piece by piece, replaced by sharp dragon claws, and her skin was gradually covered with dragon scales. Before she could completely transform into the dragon form, she gritted her teeth and rushed towards Yin Ben Xina!
Yin Ben Xina raised his left hand coldly and shot a grain of sand towards Drague. The grain of sand instantly penetrated Drague's dragon scales and heart. Drague's body swayed, and after taking a few steps forward unsteadily, he finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground.
"died."
After checking Drague's breathing, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Yin Val's mouth, which seemed to be sarcastic, frightening, and happy.
"It took so much effort to get this body, but you actually met an opponent like this? What a cunning little girl. She gave up her body to me under such circumstances. Let me think about it, how can I escape? "
"You're already here, do you still want to leave?" Yin Ben Xina said coldly, "I can feel that there are two forms present in the material that makes you up. It must have been possessed by an evil ghost. It's a pity. It makes no difference. Both the evil ghost and the original owner should die here."
"Yes, I am an evil ghost. When I was defeated by this little girl and on the verge of death, I asked the God of Trickery in the sky: Am I not the son of destiny who is destined to kill the undefeated? Why do you do it again? Giving blessings to others? What is this?"
The fire is getting stronger and stronger on Yin Val's body. From his eyebrows and hair to his fingers and torso, all parts of his body are gradually turning into fire.
"I heard the God of Deceit laughing, like this - cackle, cackle, cackle. Then I heard him say to me: 'Of course it's deceit, my lovely disciple.'"
"At that moment, I realized the essence of the God of Trickery!"
In an instant, Yin Val's body completely lost its shape and turned into an invisible ball of fire!
"I have been watching this little girl. I know your power. Now I am completely able to escape from your hands!"
"And the day when I appear in front of you again will be the day of your death, Yin Ben Xina!"
