The cold was like a gangrene on the bones, constantly eating away at his consciousness. Sylvanus craves fire and heat, almost to the point of setting himself on fire. Pain and despair should have been an extension of his consciousness, but now there was only numbness.
The vibration was like a heavy hammer, reverberating through the mind.
It's because of the girl, he thought, that I have to kill her. This thought was so strong that it turned into gibbering and swirled around me. The joy of discovering the statue of Azrub had long since faded with fear, and Sylvanus had been trying to reconstruct the dream since he discovered that the girl had shattered his witchcraft. This should be my domain, my kingdom, and he cannot allow anyone to ignore the laws he has set.
This attempt ended when he saw a familiar figure.
"Ms. Lametta." This time the disturbance of the huge earthquake was unnecessary. The hatred had warmed him like a flame, even dispelling the numbness a little.
Silvanus felt the power return to his body, as hot and intense as boiling water pouring into a cup. Azrube sent him to the vampire's canteen. This was unlikely to be his own idea. Only his master, Sylvanus' former collaborator, was qualified to issue orders. Compared with hatred, the kingdom seems to have to take a back seat. He lunged forward and bit the demon's cheek, his teeth scraping against the facial bones.
"Go to hell!" he howled, "Damn devil! There is no place for you in my kingdom!" Such a loser's cry should not come from my mouth, Silvanus thought, but the sad thing is , his attack was like a breeze blowing on her face, having no effect. The demon lord's fire is like a piece of coal, hard to touch. Damn it! Even the girl was less troublesome than her.
His hatred was destroyed by reality like burned firewood, and coldness took over again. No, he thought, that's not fair. What kind of evil magic does this woman have? What kind of black magic can make you completely untouchable by others? Silvanus stared at Lametta and saw a thin line extending from her palm. The Fool hasn't activated it yet, but he's not yet unrecognizable to his dark magic. She even took this away. This isn't fair.
The invisible vibration struck again, and the sound was like the drumbeat of war.
Whether now or in the past, the demons of Sky Realm are opponents that Silvanus could not imagine. But he didn't want to admit that he couldn't even break her skin. I once trapped the White Envoy with black magic, and almost captured the entirety of San Carlos. Lametta is just a defeated general of the White Envoy... Demons are always much more powerful than mysterious creatures of the same level. This is probably a lie.
The Tower Commander has proven this. Then he can avenge himself, even if his opponent is a demon. But if you think about it carefully, maybe Lametta didn't try his best when dealing with the White Envoy... It's also possible. He shouldn't have trusted them in the first place. Demon Ivan betrayed him after breaking into the Red Wall, otherwise he wouldn't have had a chance to escape. He should have known better that demons could never be trusted. But in San Carlos, he had no choice but to accept the help of the devil to fight against the defenders of the City of Mist. He won't be fooled next time. But no matter what, Sylvanus has lost the City of Mist forever. Everyone had betrayed him and left him in this situation.
Lametta was being attacked and at a disadvantage. This was perhaps the only thing that gave him pleasure. Sylvanus saw that damned girl turning against her as well. Two stupid bitches who are in the way. In the past, he would have waited for them to decide the winner before surprising them, but this strategy was not suitable now. He decided to take the initiative.
The lion girl's attack method was to use magic power without restraint. Her power seemed to be endless, and Sylvanus could not touch her at all. But she couldn't touch Lametta's magic arrow. The explosion could only hinder Sylvanus's sense of touch and did not show the desired effect on Lametta. But her efforts were not in vain. After surviving another loud noise, Sylvanus saw Lametta stagger, as if she had been hit by something.
How did she do it? He has no answer. In the long and heavy shock, the world seemed to be reshaped before his eyes. The cold drove away all perception, paralyzing his soul. The self-proclaimed king drifted over the Pure Cauldron Pond, hearing the surging echoes of life from the distant shore.
The girl came looking for the key, Sylvanus thought, but someone found it first. What exactly is a key? He doesn't know the answer. But once he digests the girl, the mystery will be solved. At this time, he noticed that the magic power around Lametta turned into a surrounding barrier, but the fire suddenly dimmed and no longer burned suddenly. The battle is over? still……
"You came at the right time." Lametta's voice rang in his ears like a nightingale singing on the branches. Her tone was familiar to Sylvanus. When he was in San Carlos, he was still in alliance with the devil. At that time, the tone of this law wizard was so arrogant but polite.
I'd rather you shut up, he thought, because otherwise I know what false words will come out of you before you even speak. If it weren't for you, perhaps I would still be within the red walls of San Carlos, and perhaps the tower would have publicly acknowledged my status. I will bring justice to my hometown and eradicate those nobles who are getting in the way. He thought again of the horse he had promised to build a statue of. It was made into a jester by him when he was carrying him to escape from the battlefield between the White Envoy and La Meta. If she did the same thing to Lametta, maybe I would like her lies. What truth can Rigoletto have? It just needs to be pleasing to the ear.
"We can't leave temporarily? What do you mean?" Lametta's voice became blurry. "Is it the alliance? How could they... Gods be damned, the Mystery of Pain isn't... what if... the Black Knight... you!"
"We... lost contact..." This was the answer from a stranger. "He... His Majesty..." Silvanus dreamed of hearing the people of San Carlos call him this, His Majesty the King of the City of Mist, the Liberator outside the Red Wall. This should be my honor.
The White Envoy expelled him and even destroyed the Mist City as a vassal state. Silvanus longed for revenge every second he resisted the cold, but he never thought the opportunity would come so quickly.
The lion girl's scream pierced the mist, and the self-proclaimed king felt his body gradually disintegrating. He tried to escape in horror, but her fire suddenly shone like Lametta's. Silvanus sensed that something had been damaged in the sound, but the breach lasted only a moment and was quickly covered by pink mist.
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Traveling through the Star Gap this time is not as peaceful as before. The problem is not just the process. As soon as Uriel stepped through the door, he felt a wave of hot air hitting his face. The apprentice almost suspected that behind the ladder Joey opened was not Gray Wing Island, but some sort of volcanic crater.
In fact, it is the Fire Moon Lord and his flames who are close at hand. He subconsciously cast his magic, and the aloof praise spread throughout his body, and the heat in front of him suddenly cleared away. The fire ball suddenly shrank, and finally only a few flame stars were left falling on the snow. The demon lord dispersed into elements in an instant and reunited in mid-air.
The speed and area covered by the frost greatly exceeded Uriel's expectations. He was surprised when he saw that a pool in front of him was completely frozen. "What's going on here?" What was even more outrageous was Lord Yan Zhiyue, who ran away as if he had seen a ghost. Uriel felt that he had probably mistakenly recognized the person and thought he was Joey, which was why he escaped so quickly.
"Uriel!" Roma's surprised scream was like a magical sound that pierced his ears. "Help!"
The apprentice turned his head, expecting to see a golden retriever of a lion cub, but he didn't expect that there was nothing behind him... This was not accurate. He soon saw a mysterious creature lying in the middle of the gravel, in an injured state. But he is clearly not Roma. "Dalton Shadowfang Nathanael." The other party's name blurted out, and he was not a stranger to the apprentice. The wanted criminals in Knights Bay have very distinct characteristics.
"Who is that? My name must be pronounced in Elvish language." Although the words were rude, the ease shown by the night elf proved that he was not an enemy. "Messenger from the tower?"
"I'm sorry. I'm Uriel, and I'm just an apprentice for the time being. Where is Roma?"
"She won't be back for a while. I am the adventurer hired by Her Majesty the Witch of Destiny..." He hesitated, "Please be careful of the devil, sir."
Uriel turned around and saw that the door of the Star Gap had closed and disappeared, and he couldn't help but frown. Joey should have maintained the ladder to facilitate their evacuation. The environment here is not quite right.
The changes in the location of Gray Wing Island troubled them a lot, but Captain Chattan Swift guessed the approximate location of the island based on the inexplicable ocean currents. Uriel immediately used his spiritual vision to narrow down the area, so that Joey tried for half an hour in the dream. After returning to reality, he successfully opened the Star Gap at a fixed moment and coordinates.
"The ladder can only be opened for a moment." The apprentice was wary of the Lord of the Flame Moon in the sky, and said to Dalton without looking back: "Where did Roma go? We'd better evacuate here first, the rescue ship is not far away. ." He didn't think he could deal with Kong Jing.
A series of elemental cannonballs fell from the sky, and Uriel almost dodged them. He quickly stopped the urge to retreat and raised an ice wall in front of him. The golden sword turned into scattered runes, building a sacred defensive field.
shelter
Aloof Praise
Flames exploded on the frost, the fiery mystical devastation penetrated the ice, and the remaining fire shattered together with the magical barrier. A burst of alternating hot and cold air hit Uriel's face, and he couldn't help but cough. The demon lord's flame is not comparable to the paladin's magic, and this is not the eternal fire, but a simple elemental flame. How to fight this? If you stay, you can only wait for death.
"No." The night elf explained, "Roma is in the secret ritual, and she hasn't come back yet."
"Mystery? Where is she?"
The night elf blinked, "Only Roma knows this. You'd better ask her."
Uriel looked around suspiciously. He was sure that he had just heard Roma's voice, but... he rolled back, and a streak of fire shot up on the spot, as if he had stepped on explosives under his feet.
"Only you." Lord Yanzhiyue watched the star gap disappear before closing the distance again. His tone was a little surprised. Joey wasn't here, so he must have thought I was here to die. Uriel strongly agrees with his opinion, because the apprentice himself did not expect to see the demon lord of the starless night here. "Where's your mentor?"
