Merry's body instantly became rickety under the weight of the demon. He was unable to support such pressure for a moment, and one of his knees hit the ground heavily.
Lothar's eyes flashed, and regardless of whether it would affect the stability of the magic circle, he increased the output of the power of death. He discovered that Merry's undead body had become extremely unstable, and he might be stuck if he was not careful. Sanatir destroyed the body.
The human soul that has lost its body cannot fight against the Dreadlord. Even if Arthas, the Lich King, stands by Merry's side, he can only help him deal with his funeral affairs and save the Dreadlord and his devoured soul. Annihilation into energy.
Aegwynn and Jaina also immediately took countermeasures. The measures prepared in advance in the magic circle were activated one by one. The dazzling magic light and runes full of strange mysteries illuminated the hall of Karazhan.
However, Merry's body was still bending downward uncontrollably, and the soul fire in his eyes became bright and dark. The Archmage's keen sense of magic told him that his body was really in an extremely delicate and dangerous balance.
While his soul and Cassanatir's soul were fighting, the exorcism circle composed of arcane energy was intertwined with the death rune used by Lothar. Various energies continued to flow inside and outside his body like a rushing river. The earth was scouring, merging, or exploding. If he hadn't spent thousands of years strengthening his undead body, coupled with advance preparation and Lothar's help, he felt that he would have been shattered to pieces.
"Hold on, Merry," Aegwynn maintained the magic circle while trying to drive away the existence of Cassanatir, but gradually she discovered that her method was being resolved at an extremely fast speed. Those magics are disappearing rapidly after people see through them.
"Don't try to control me, mortal." One of Cassanatil's arms has been unsealed from Merry's body. His soul has begun to solidify without a body, and his sharp claws It was carved deeply into the ground, stabilizing his body while destroying a large number of runes.
The situation of the magic circle instantly became worse, and Aegwin's expression also changed. If Kasanatil continued to destroy it, there would be no way to contain his actions.
Although a mere Dread Lord could not threaten them all present, Merry would definitely not end well.
"The power of death... humph, you mortals always like to touch some forbidden power," Cassanatil laughed wildly. Those magic runes could not completely suppress him. Merry was still wrong in the end. One thing happened.
The two of them were indeed able to capture the fragmented information contained in each other's souls. When Merry learned some magical knowledge about demons and taboos, Cassanatil also gained Merry's experience in magic.
The Nathrezim are masters of lies and deception, and their ability to mediate in countless worlds is due to their mastery of dark magic.
It is true that Merry has been immersed in the arcane way for thousands of years, and even reversely studied how to perform lich rituals. However, Nasrezim conquered countless worlds with the Burning Legion. In his long and immortal life, Kasana Tyr was already a master of necromancy arts and dark taboos. He deliberately released some information to induce Merry to "strengthen" his undead body.
There is nothing wrong with these skills and knowledge. If Cassanatil is not in Merry's body, they themselves are the high-level necromancy magic of the Ritual Chamber. However, in Maldraxxus, where the struggle never stops, if the superior Without control over the spread of power, those outstanding souls may drag you down from the throne in minutes.
Although Merry is an undead, he was transformed due to helplessness. He has never been to the "underworld", and naturally he does not know the origin of these necromancy magics. This information gap allows Cassanatil to take advantage of it. Got the chance.
The old lich realized the changes in his body. In the capricious flow of energy, his perception as a top mage allowed him to sense that something was wrong. He quickly realized that Cassanatil had done something to his body.
Although it is still unclear how he did it, the situation is now very critical and there is no room to think about the cause and effect. Merry knelt down on one knee and used all his strength to slowly lift his hands. Then, he stood up In his own chest, he recited an ancient Salas language in a low voice.
Halfway through the implementation of Cassanatil's plan, he suddenly found that his strength had stopped growing. He looked down at Merry in confusion, almost frightened away.
"Are you crazy?! Old Lich, are you desperate for your life?!"
As the spell was recited, the chains condensed with arcane energy tightly bound Merry's hands, and the ends disappeared into the void, anchored in the source plane of arcane power.
And such chains also appeared on Cassanatil's hands at the same time. His right hand that he had freed before and his left hand that had just been pulled out were bound by thicker chains, which were also anchored in the arcane plane.
The ancient and complex elven empire characters appeared on Merry's body, and the blue-purple arcane light flickered on and off, rising and falling in an orderly manner like breathing.
"Devil, have you ever tasted the feeling of collapsing inwards?" A forced smile appeared on Merry's face, but he was happy from the bottom of his heart.
This is an extremely dangerous spell. The caster will center on himself and violently absorb the energy of the arcane plane until the space around him is completely assimilated and collapsed by the power of the arcane, returning to the arcane plane.
"Are you crazy? Do you want to learn this kind of suicide spell?!" Cassanatil frantically wanted to break free, but the chain anchored in another dimension was not so easy to break. He did not expect the old witch The demon actually knew such a seemingly useless spell.
In ancient times, the magic skills of the Elf Empire were booming. In addition to the commonly used magic systems, there were also some flashy incantations that were either extremely dangerous and unstable, or simply theoretical assumptions that no one could use.
Cassanatil may have browsed through countless pieces of information about the spell that Merry used, but he just ignored it as a hobby of the old mage. This spell is completely useless. If you can If people are completely trapped, why should they perform arcane collapse with themselves as the center?
But he has become this "person" who cannot escape. Unless he gives up part of his soul, he and Merry will gradually be swallowed up by arcana until they become pure arcane energy!
"Look at it, devil... don't think that you can be called a mage just by learning a little bit about how to use tricks to decipher spells. This is how the power of arcane magic is used!"
Merry smiled and increased his magic output. Since he couldn't expel Cassanatil, let him go to hell with him!
The space further collapsed under the surge of energy, and blue-violet energy spurted out from the cracks, almost burning Cassanatil's body. The air, sound, light, gravity, everything seemed to be replaced by violent arcana. , constantly collapsing toward the center.
Aegwynn sighed softly and stopped guiding the magic power. Jaina was a little anxious when she saw this, "Ms. Aegwynn, we can't give up! We are almost successful!"
"No... we have no other choice," Aegwin also knew Merry's determination. As mages, they had reached their limit. What they needed next was... power beyond the understanding of mortals.
She did not give up on Merry, but without the power of a guardian, she was indeed at her wits end. Aegwynn looked at Alsace, believing that Alsace had a solution to the problem.
Arthas noticed Aegwynn's gaze, and he didn't say anything. He just waved to Frostmourne, who was hidden in the cracks.
