Laufey, to her credit, is an excellent actress. This must have been the ultimate stress test, and she feigned confusion perfectly. If he doesn't have irrefutable proof that she's betrayed him, she might use her charm to make him doubt herself.
"A cruel thing, Walter?" she asked cheerfully, not at all nervous. "You know my taste."
"Tell me, did you plan it behind my back, or did you plan it for your father?" Tai asked her, preparing to cast a spell with both hands. "That part is unclear."
"Honey, we have a contract." Even though she remained calm, he could feel her growing fear. "I will never betray you."
"As you wish, dear.' (Enhanced Blood Puppet)."
Tae took control of the fluids inside Laufey and used his telepathic powers to slam her against the cathedral's frescoes, and he heard several of her ribs snap.
This time, she understood that it was either killing or being killed. She tried to open her mouth and sing some ugly song, but the Necromancer forced her to close her mouth and wring her fingers to think alone.
[Curse of love I cannot overcome your [curse resistance.
Is this her best defense? Then again, it's hard to cast a spell when your own body resists. She has few combat abilities, and even fewer that can be activated without vocal or physical input.
A good summoner never summons something they can't put down.
"You devils will never understand." Tai forced her to fly to him and become a prisoner of his body; he put one hand on her mouth, covering her poisonous lips, and used the other hand to grasp Lived her. "We casters summoned you to bend you to our will, but you never did this to us. Beneath your empty bluff, you friends cannot deny the truth: you exist to serve us. (Lifed
ai
). "
He devoured her essence just like he did Bailey, stealing her years, her youth, her existence. She tasted so much better than his previous meals, her divine life force so delicious. If he didn't need her alive for what was to come, Tai would probably devour her completely.
However, he stopped when her dark skin turned to gray and her wings turned to dust. He then telepathically opened the tank and threw her inside.
"Hagen cut your hound into pieces and raised it," Tye said, momentarily letting go of Asano's blood before adjusting her. "You are a human."
"[Pla
loved]… she muttered, trying to activate any ability she could use without special points.
"Want to teleport out instantly?" I'm afraid this is a fool's wish. "
So many perks and spells. No one could allow her to escape this cathedral and its guards.
"This is a mistake, Walter," Laufey protested weakly, trapped within a magically reinforced glass.
"Really?" Tai asked as he adjusted [Assano]. The fact that she dared to say his name so casually infuriated him. "I understand you were never bound by our contract, Laufey"
"I don't understand," she lied, gasping. Even through it all, Elf still thinks of her lies as her armor, not her lasso. "I've always been loyal."
"I admit, when I first summoned you, I didn't know." She hid the information well, Tay's belief in the superiority of magic blinding him. "But the first lesson I learned is: Believe in the devil and you can't trust it... and always hedge your bets."
With a flick of his finger, Tai sent [Black Thistle] flying around Laufey's vat. It didn't take long for the dark elf to understand what was happening.
"I thought you were a generous host," she said, finally losing her innocent air.
"I can forgive mistakes and initiative, but never betrayal." Tai shook his head; her betrayal didn't surprise him, but it was still heartbreaking. He had hoped for a more satisfying partnership. "This was a test of loyalty, Laufey, and you failed completely. I gave you the illusion of freedom, but your weapons recorded everything you did. I want to see what you thought I was doing when I couldn't see you. reaction."
Asclepius trusted Calvert unconditionally, and it cost him. Ty learned his lesson.
"But why am I the only one—" Laufey paused and frowned, "Morgan. She betrayed me, my maid."
Loyalty is such a rare and fleeting thing. "I could give her an immortal body, but unlike you, she won't lie to my face. Or in this case, a telepathic message."
"So, will you consider me a replacement for your lost battery?" the witch asked almost hopefully. Maybe she thought it would give her a chance to escape. "You'll find I can't eat."
"It's not your soul that interests me," Tai said, although he wanted the soul too, "but your blood."
Assano spewed out the result of his previous alchemical experiments, a small, round golden stone that he could hold in the palm of his hand.
In his first round of experiments, he had turned albedo stones yellow—a form of alchemy known as "lemon yellow." Now, the last part of making the [Philosopher's Stone], the red Rubedo, is close at hand. Normally, it would take years of grinding to get the stone into its final shape, but Tai discovered a faster method.
"The blood of Loki flows in your veins." The Necromancer said, placing the stone back on the Asano and starting the second phase. "The blood of the gods and disaster. The substance that will turn this golden stone red."
"The moment you summoned me," Laufey said slowly, with a mixture of pride and fear. "You've been planning on doing this all along."
"You're wrong," Tai replied, pressing the Asano's final button. "You don't have to die."
She always mistakes pragmatism for kindness and weakness.
"It's my nature," Laufey said, almost pleadingly. Turns out she wasn't too proud to beg. "I am the daughter of Loki. My role is to incite chaos and distrust so that it will be easier for my father to escape later. To help him, I raise warriors who will become the most powerful force in the Nine Kingdoms, who can challenge the status quo. I I thought you had this ability."
"I do not care."
"I'm trying to help you, Walter," she pleaded. "You hate the gods as much as my father did. Medelot joined us, you know. You thought you could change the world with magic, but that only works on the blood tide."
"We're on the same page at this point." It took him a long, long time, but now Ty understood that to achieve his goal of making everyone immortal, he would need to devote himself to it. Sacrifice starts with yourself. "Yours will be the first drop."
"I don't sense any ill intent on your part," Laufey continued. "You mean no harm. You won't kill me."
"I have no ill will towards you," the Necromancer replied, but he did not mean it as a comfort. "Look at my heart now. See how I really feel about you."
Laufey frowned at him, eyes widening in horror. "You can't feel anything."
Tai started the machine.
The effect is immediate. His magic was activated and began to draw Laufey's blood from all her orifices, from the nose, eyes, ears... The sacred liquid floated in the vat and flowed into [Attano], and the cauldron made a loud noise .
Although she howled in agony, Ty barely noticed Laufey. To him, she was no different than any other alchemical reagent.
The process lasted several minutes, but eventually, the cauldron erupted into a vibrant crimson stone. The vat has been stained red with blood, and Laufey's dead shell lies in her own bodily fluids; even in death, she manages to end with flair, her dramatic expression mimicking that of some theater actors.
Ty grabbed his rock and looked closely.
To outsiders, it is just a bloody sphere, fragile and precious. A ruby made from bloody amber rather than a precious stone. Yet Tai knew that he held in his hands every alchemist's dream, the furthest step in the journey to immortality.
But this is not enough.
Congratulations, you created a [Magic Stone]. By completing this alchemical miracle, you can gain level three in [Alchemy Purgatory]. You gain [Enhanced Organs] and [Prometheus Mastery] career perks.
+60 hp, +20 sp, +2 ski, +1 agi, +6 i
t, +1 cha, +3 lack.
[Strengthened Organs]: Your organs are strengthened and weaknesses are removed, making you immune to critical strikes.
[Zombie Mastery]: You intuitively know how to create golems and [artificial] creatures of any kind. Additionally, you know how to transplant parts of these creatures into living humans. This upgrades Prometheus.
He was also a little disappointed with the levels he got. You still need to reach [Alchemist] level 25 to advance to a new tier and ultimately cast the 9th tier spells. His alchemy has served him well in his research, but he now feels he has lost the ability to cast spells.
"(Magic)," the Necromancer spoke to Laufey's body, trapping her rebellious soul in a gem, just as he had done to Sigurd. "My dear, your contract hasn't expired yet. You may not believe in the agreement, but I do."
She would make a good [Banshee], once properly intimidated.
Hagen chose this moment to enter the cathedral and only glanced at Laufey's body. "So, what do we do with this girl's skin, boss?"
"Add her to the sacrifice," Tai said. "Her flesh may be of use."
Her body will be integrated with her masterpiece. A fitting ending for an artist.
As his friends remove the body, Ty focuses on his connection to Morgan via telepathy, seeing through her eyes.
To his dismay, the Necromancer saw his house surrounded by guards in broad daylight and the door broken down by filthy Inquisitors of Hell. A crowd gathered around it, whispering to each other or trashing Walter's good name.
True to her warning to the Necromancer, the princess returned from the capital and brought companions with her. A group of soldiers bearing the royal crest escorted a young blond lord whom Walter immediately recognized as Prince Arthur, heir of Avalon. Standing beside him is a royal knight, a warrior whose strength may exceed that of Walter himself, and next to him is a female slave whom Laufey has secretly transformed into a deadly weapon.
Anne and Mrs. Searle protested to Hale's interrogators outside the store, although Walter could not hear them. Percy tried to calm them down, even though the whole situation clearly made him uneasy. At the same time, although she maintained her usual neutral expression, Walter could have sworn that he saw a defensive expression on the princess's lips. The sight made him as angry as the loss of his home.
With the support of the Royal Knights and the Prince himself, they will enter the dungeon in a matter of hours. It's like the siege of Castle Black, with the high-ranking warriors taking Tay's home away from him.
This time, the Necromancer was tired of running away. Tired of hiding, tired of being defeated, tired of having his progress undone again and again. This time, he would fight, and he would win.
They want to throw him into Heim?
He would take them to see Helheim.
"Lauffy's taken care of," Ty said to Morgan, telepathically. "Thankfully, this means you will inherit her duties and fortune, including her [Black Athame]. Morgan, let this be a reminder to you that everything I have given you can be taken back. Especially your life."
To his credit, Shadow Demon immediately received her message and submitted it. "I understand, Master."
"Have the Inquisitors discovered your true identity?" They have the ability to detect the undead, though not powerful enough to bypass Tai's [Death Mask] Pe
k. He sets up protection for his vampire cronies, but the protection is weak.
"Not yet," she replied quietly. "There's something you must know. Anne is ill and the doctors in the capital can't do anything for her."
frozen. "Which symptom?"
"She would vomit black bile and have difficulty breathing. The therapist said it was incurable."
The breath of the underworld.
I'm going to break you, Walter. I will torture you until your heart accepts me.
Tai clenched his fists in anger at the goddess' vicious cruelty. Given the contagious nature of the disease, it is likely that only his "little gift of life" spared Mrs. Salter.
From what he saw, the Necromancer couldn't delay the ritual for long. Members of the royal family would be on his doorstep within hours.
"Thank you for informing me, Morgan, but this means I have to change your priorities today." He gave her instructions to kill Gwen Sifhar whenever possible, but Annie's safety came first.
"I live to serve people." The maid replied, and this time she meant it.
After relaying her instructions to Morgan, Tye abandoned telecontact and entered the center of his magic circle. The snake's bones seemed to tremble at his approach, as if whatever was left inside could sense his intentions.
Outside the church, in front of the open door, the [Death Wagon] waited beside Hagen. "Boss, are you sure you want to leave?" Dullaha
I asked, feeling a little uncomfortable. "Listen to what you said, once they get out, they can never come back."
"We're running out of options," Tai replied. "Today's events will spell doom for them or us. Release the passengers."
Dullahan carefully grasped the carriage door and opened it.
Thousands of screaming ghosts emerge from its confinement in a horde of ghosts, the ectoplasmic remains of demons, humans, and countless creatures that [Ankou] has collected over the years. Many were his victims, but others were fellow necromancers he had managed to smuggle out of Helheim, awaiting their time to return to the world of the living.
The magic circle around and within the cathedral was immediately ignited, conveying the power of the four elements; the ghosts floated in a circle around the cathedral, like a siphon of necromantic energy, swallowing up all light and life. Even Hagen escaped before his essence was trapped inside.
Everyone had their own orders, as Tai could not be interrupted until the ceremony was over. Any mistakes would have disastrous consequences, and even success would spell doom for everyone within a few miles.
Now, his servants had to hold the line without him.
She was right all along.
"We believe there once was a tunnel here that led underground, which has recently been cursed by magic," a Hull prosecutor told the princess and her brother as soldiers inspected the crypt of Ty's boiling cauldron. The place appeared to be just a storage area, but investigators found traces of a broken switch hidden on the back wall. "It might lead to a dungeon below."
"That's impossible," Mrs. Searle firmly denied. Despite the overwhelming evidence, she passionately defended her friend. "Insanity. Pure insanity."
"You can't be a necromancer!" Annie protested. "He helped us defeat him! We were all there!"
"He helped us defeat a decoy," Gwen replied grimly. She knew it was all too easy.
"But he gave us advice, potions, items..." The young witch shook her head, distraught, and kind Percy put a hand on her shoulder to comfort her. Even Morgan stayed in the corner, arms crossed, looking thoughtful.
"He lied to spy on us," Zhuliu said, his eyes sharp and his hands tightly holding the bow. "I know he sounds sly."
"I cured him more than once," Mrs. Se insisted. "I pray to my God to heal his wounds. Walter bleeds like any living person."
"Then this unclean one is most likely a [Death Lord]," one of the Inquisitors replied, brandishing a flaming staff.
"[Deathlo
d]?" Arthur asked. Unlike everyone present, including Lancelot, he was somewhat indifferent to this matter.
"This is a rare and powerful [Necromancer] promotion, Your Highness." "Their (Death Mask) Pe
K. allows an unclean one to disguise themselves as a living person and forge the message of their profession by channeling a trapped soul as a spiritual shield. Once capped, they can cast spells up to sixth level. "
Then Walter Tye is much more dangerous than Gwen Sifhar thought. "Either Walter Tye is a necromancer, or there is more than one white snake at work in Leonis," said the princess, turning to her soldiers. "Dig tunnels."
"Gwen, aren't you a little too hasty?" her brother asked. "Worryingly, a necromancer has nearly infiltrated the academy, but he's a shopkeeper, not the leader of a catastrophic cult."
“The more time we give him to prepare, the more chance he has of slipping away from us,” Gwin noted. "If he does engage in spellcasting combat, then he can cast spells at level VIII."
"You must have been caught, or framed!" Anne insisted. "Why do you all condemn him based on hearsay?!"
"I agree," Percy said. "Walter...Walter helped me when I needed advice. Now you're saying that the monster who killed Sir Sigurd and the kind shopkeeper are the same person? We don't know enough!"
"He's obviously connected to the dungeon," Gwen pointed out. "If not as a necromancer, then as a member of the organization. When we thought Walter was against us, a lot of things fell into place so perfectly."
"Where is Laufey?" Morgan suddenly asked worriedly. "she is……"
"No one has seen her for days," Percy said. "Tae said she's gone home."
"If he is the Necromancer, then what do you think..." Morgan didn't finish his sentence, but his meaning was clear.
"The only way to unravel this is to dig out the dungeon," Mrs. Salt declared. If anything, Tristan's indiscretion only made her more determined to clear the name of the man she considered a true friend. "I'm going to untie the ward and then—"
The ground suddenly trembled and the walls shook briefly. Gwen immediately prepared to cast a protective spell, thinking there would be an [earthquake] spell, but the shaking soon stopped.
"Do you feel it?" Annie lowered her head and asked.
Yes. Gwen could feel it in the air. Powerful magic comes from below, the pulse of energy, the beating of a powerful heart. A second earthquake occurred. Although it failed to collapse the house, it was stronger than the previous one.
"It's him." The princess guessed, feeling a little uneasy.
"What (earthquake) spell is that?" Arthur asked, suddenly a little more nervous than before. Finally, he finally understood that what they were facing was not a level 30 necromancer, but a dangerous and crazy spellcaster.
"I don't know, but a cornered mouse will bite a cat," Gwen pointed out. "No matter what the undead are doing down there, we can't let them continue."
"Your Highness." Lancelot spoke, and he drew his sword, his face gloomy and determined. "You must evacuate."
"Lancelot, flee?" asked the Duke, surprised at the determination of his bodyguard. "From our own city?"
Gwen immediately understood why.
This tense atmosphere...she had already experienced it once, not long ago.
Gwen immediately rushed out of the basement, and outside the store, the civilians there had begun to panic, looking at the sky in horror. The princess raised her eyes and knew what was happening before she saw them.
Rifts opened in the sky and the fabric of the universe was torn apart.
Purple mist rolled in, slowly blocking out the sunlight; the howls of cursed souls echoed through the gates, and ghosts tried to escape through the gaps.
"convergence". As everyone left the store, Gwen heard Mrs. Se whispering behind her.
"Helheim". Gwen's eyes widened in horror. "He's meeting up with Helheim."
How? How could he? Is this his plan?
"Loki. He is a doomsday cultist just like the Lich." Arthur whispered in horror, and then turned to the priests present. "How long will it take for the monster to get through?"
"In less than a few hours," Mrs. Soult replied with a look of horror on her face.
"Those who do not deserve to die will soon be resurrected," one of the Inquisitors of Hell replied angrily. "Evildoers must never escape from our lady's territory!"
A screen appeared in front of Gwen's eyes, which was a sacred message from the World Tree.
ygg
asil Quest: Helheim Co
ve
ge
ce
Destroy the [Necromancer's Stone] ritual and prevent [Nyhogg] from rebirth.
Bonus Objective: Save Yggd
asil roots protected from damage.
Bonus Objective: Kill [Nidhogg] yourself.
Bonus Objective: Defeat all enemy commanders.
Nidhogg? Necromancer's Stone? Root? "Did everyone see it?" Gwen asked, and every warrior present nodded anxiously. Only Lancelot remained eerily calm...even a little excited.
"Then go to the dungeon!" Arthur ordered, putting his hand on the hilt of the sword. "Everyone can fight, for me!"
Tai, wearing a robe and mask, presided over the ceremony; holding up the black scepter of Apophis in his right hand and the magic stone in his left hand. With their combined power, he ordered Nastrom's dark forces to weaken the border between Midgard and Helheim.
The blood of the priests flowed into the cathedral, forming a cocoon around Walter and the snake's bones. Body parts and flesh joined the monstrous ranks, forming vast chains of tendons.
In theory, the process is simple. Using his innate abilities, Tai will absorb all dark energy into himself; [Ankou] will act as a filter, sending the refined essence into the [Magic Stone]. Once the ritual is completed, the alchemical miracle becomes an artifact of immense power; the completion of a great project
Tai's soul could spend eternity inside.
Meanwhile, the snake's bones would become the core of his new body, completed by the flesh and blood of countless sacrifices. Tai would become an undead creature powerful enough to cast the most powerful spell of all, one that could release Hel's hold on the souls of the dead.
[A
A cross between kou] and [lich]; a perfect undead possessing the best of both worlds, but with none of the shortcomings.
But as he began the early stages of his ritual, the Necromancer sensed something was wrong.
He thought Nastrom's dark forces would rebel against him, but instead, they eagerly obeyed his spiritual commands. They whispered softly into his soul, like abject slaves worshiping the rule of their lifeless God. The snake's bones did not reject the pull of his soul, but welcomed it as if it were its own body.
"The master...is back...the eternal snake..."Rebirth..."
The dragon devoured Yggdrasil's roots and carried the dead to the other world. A snake eating its own tail, its end and origin. Neither living nor dead.
Medelot was right.
Destiny always has its due.
