Chapter 340: The Singularity of the Collapse of the Soul
Oloxes closed his eyes and enjoyed the coolness of the wind blowing through the scales. After so many days of cultivation and sufficient food, its scales have basically grown and its body has regained its health. The young black dragon was filled with awe and gratitude for the new owner. The fear is that the other party has the terrifying power to kill the primeval red dragon, and at least he will not have any ability to resist for a thousand years. Thankfully, he let the broken wings grow back, and he was free to fly in the air again.
Octagos's idea was much more complex. On the one hand, it longed to get rid of this control, and on the other hand, it wanted to learn more about magic from Henry. These days, the brown dragon has read three books on magical enlightenment, and it is deeply aware of how ridiculous its previous tricks are, and it is no wonder that it is seen through by Balagath "Flying Flame" every time.
The journey of several kilometers was fleeting, and Henry, who was standing on the back of the dragon, didn't even bother to say a word of nonsense, and directly began to prepare magic, completely ignoring the personal soldiers of the Ronorr family. As the sound of his chanting spell became higher and higher, a terrifying vortex of magical power began to form in the sky above, and the magic black hole in his hand began to rotate rapidly, absorbing the surging power.
The representative of the Masked Mage Guild instantly felt a threat of death, and immediately shouted at everyone: "Hurry! Come on! This is a legendary spell. β
Several members of the Mission immediately rushed to the scene with a tingling scalp and ran towards the nearby woods without thinking about turning around. With a speed comparable to that of a thief, they ran hundreds of meters in a dozen seconds, and they had no intention of stopping at all. Especially this masked mage. even put on the "acceleration technique" and ran desperately without looking back. He knows best the power of legendary magic. If you don't run a kilometer or two, you will definitely be affected.
Seeing that the people of the observation group ran away in an instant. Fashington was not a fool either, and immediately pulled up his son and wanted to run. However, Oloxeth, who had already received the order, swooped down, and a strong acid spit forced all the guys who wanted to escape back. More than 500 people quickly formed a circle under the threat of the black dragon, and all of them were trapped in place.
"Ahhhh My hand! Fast! I need treatment! Isaiah screamed with all his might. His arm was accidentally rubbed by the dragon's breath, and his right arm was so corroded by the strong acid that even the bones were exposed.
The priest hurried to look at him, then shook his head at Fashington. "I'm sorry, but there's no way to treat this arm. If you want to alleviate the pain. The best thing to do is to cut it off. β
"Damn! What's the cost! Hurry up and chop it down! β
Fashington now no longer cared about his son's feelings and immediately ordered the amputation. His biggest concern now was the deadly dragon above his head, and the mage who had been chanting incantations. At first glance, the other party was aimed at the Ronore family, maybe it was the strong reinforcement invited by the Deanis family.
This is a legendary mage who can make dragons bow down, where did that little girl named Naria get from? His family had worked hard for so many years before he had cultivated two mages in the early tenth rank. Why did you encounter such an unlucky thing, damn it! What should I do?
Glancing at the family mage who was shivering behind the soldiers, Fashington couldn't help but sigh. These two guys were already frightened by the black dragon's dive just now, and they didn't even have the courage to take to the air to fight. But it's no wonder that they, as theorists who have been staying in the Mage Tower to study. These two mages didn't have any actual combat experience at all.
In fact, not all high-level spellcasters have strong combat abilities. For example, a senior pastor is likely to be just very good at spreading the teachings. He was rewarded by the gods. Another example is a high-level mage, who may have never left the gate of the mage tower in his life. It is undeniable that these people have very strong strength, but when they really fight, they are not even as good as those adventurers who are born in the wild.
After receiving the order, the two soldiers held Isaiah to death, and then slashed off the bloody arm with a single drop of their swords. The priest, who had been waiting for a long time, quickly performed a "treatment of serious injuries", stopping the wound before the blood could drain in large quantities. However, the only son of the handsome Ronorr family had fainted, and all his saliva and urine were pouring out.
But no one paid any attention to him now, because a huge black hole in the sky was forming, as if the whole sky was going to be swallowed up inside. Fashington knew that if he didn't speak, he might not even have the last chance to live. He didn't care about the dignity of the nobles and the dignity of the family, so he knelt down and begged loudly:
"Great legendary mage! Please stop this magic full of ruining power, and I surrender unconditionally on behalf of the Ronoir family! Our family has a great fortune! And a big piece of land! As long as you let our father and son go, this qiΔ will all belong to you. β
Unfortunately, Henry was concentrating on guiding the magic black hole to connect the two planes, so he didn't hear it at all. However, he has always adhered to the concept that the grass must be eradicated, and he simply let go of anyone in the Ronore family, even if it was just a newborn baby. You must know that the potential of hatred is very great, and it is wisest to nip a calamity in the bud.
Soon, the spherical magical black hole was completely released, and in an instant, a cold negative energy began to gather, which even the members of the observation group who ran far away could feel it. Lisa, the council representative, gasped for breath as she asked the masked mage beside her, "What is that?" How can I have a feeling that the world is going to be ruined. β
"That's the purest form of negative energy! How wonderful it is that I can see it once in my lifetime, even if I die, it is worth it. β
The masked mage raised his head and stared at Henry, his face revealing a mixture of adoration, longing, appreciation, greed, and a series of complex expressions. You don't have to ask to know that he must be a necromantic mage. Only these guys are so obsessed with negative energy, and perhaps in their eyes, the lich is the most perfect form of the spellcaster.
"What a madman!" Lisa muttered something quietly, and then began to wait for the spell to be completed. After all, legendary magic isn't something you can see casually. She's going to have to write it down. Report to the six-member council.
As for the representatives of the nobility who lie on the ground like dead dogs. I closed my eyes in despair. There is no doubt that they are all relatively close to the Ronoir family, and seeing with their own eyes that one of their allies is about to be destroyed, these people are indescribably uncomfortable. It seems that if nothing else, the north of the Esmere River will be the domain of the Deanis family in the future.
Feeling the connected passage overhead, a faint smile appeared on Henry's face. The "Singularity" is finally complete, and now with a single thought, the purest auxiliary energy will pour out overwhelmingly, killing every living creature it touches. He blessed himself with a "hallucination". With a sarcastic face, he said to the desperate Fashington, "Do you know who I am? β
"You must be a helper hired by the Deanis family. Tell me, what good did they give you, so that I can die a little more clearly. β
"No, you're wrong. I'm not much of a helper, you should remember the signatures on those papers, I was the lucky one who inherited all the land and titles of the Deanies family. The smile on Henry's face grew even stronger as he spoke. After a pause, he continued, "Surprised? Oh yes. I almost forgot my full name, Henry. AncomΓ©. β
"Oh my God! It's him!! Lisa couldn't help but scream. She had traveled to Baldur's Gate as an envoy to make some deals with Henry, and Amm had carved out large tracts of land for them.
Fashington finally understood at this moment. The whole thing is a huge trap aimed at eradicating the Ronoir family once and for all. Suddenly, he began to feel his blood rush all over his body. Just as he was about to speak, a column of blood spurted out of his mouth.
All the nobles were concerned when they saw this, but Henry was unmoved. You must know that the Ronorr family kills no less than hundreds of civilians every year, and maybe they will hesitate to kill others, but absolutely none of these guys in front of them are innocent. I saw him sneer and open the last layer of the diaphragm in the black hole.
There was a soft "bang", and a large black mist fell from the sky. Before the Ronorr family's private soldiers could react, they were directly covered. The rich negative energy can turn a heavily armed warrior into a corpse in a matter of seconds. More than 500 soldiers fell to the ground like wheat harvesters, and in less than a minute they were all dead.
Wherever the black fog passed, not only birds and beasts died, but also insects such as flies and mosquitoes were not spared. Large areas of vegetation began to turn yellow, and the leaves fell clean in an instant. The two priests who blessed the "Protection against Negative Boundary Damage" didn't last long, and were soon directly penetrated by the negative energy because they exceeded the limit of the divine art.
Looking at the apocalyptic scene, Henry nodded in satisfaction. He controlled the coverage this time, otherwise the "Collapse Singularity" could completely turn a radius of dozens of kilometers into a dead land. Under the erosion of negative energy, no animal or plant can survive on this land for fifty years.
"Really...... It's horrible! Gods above, is this the power of legendary magic? Lisa's whole body trembled. It's not all due to fear, at least half of it is due to the erodation of the diffuse negative energy into the human body.
"That's right, that's the power of legendary spells. I can feel that this master has tried to reduce his power as much as possible, otherwise none of us will be able to escape. The masked mage said as he recorded the whole process with gems so that he could make a good deal when he returned. You must know that this is legendary magic, and there will be no more than three people in the entire masked mage guild who are capable of studying it.
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Also about the question of the wings of the brown dragon...... I was also misled by the game...... The brown dragon in the Baal Throne has full wings, and it flapps its wings...... So...... Let's assume that it has wings...... (To be continued......)