Chapter 147 Farewell, Cage!
At the same time as the bone dragon rose into the sky.
On an unknown hillside in the west of Meng En City, Margaret opened her eyes and looked up at the sky.
Under her body is a carefully painted magic circle called "Olihajir", which can greatly increase the power of magic.
The silky spiderweb-like black air seeped out of Margaret's body, flowed into the ground, and was transformed into dark blue dots of fluorescence by the magic array. It floated into the air, forming a disc shape, and moved counterclockwise. The direction slowly started to move.
The black air became thicker and thicker, and the body belonging to the proprietress of the Bilgewater Oasis Tavern disappeared little by little, revealing Margaret's original appearance.
She was ready to give her best.
The Bone Dragon appeared from the edge of the field of vision, and under the moonlight, its huge body was extremely clear.
Margaret placed the crystal bottle on the ground, covered it with her hands and danced slightly. The purple-black rotten soul essence rose and twisted like a poisonous snake, overflowed and dispersed in the air.
The bone dragon flying directly above suddenly stopped. After lingering for a few times, it spotted the position of the crystal bottle and swooped down like it was falling!
Phew——
The bone dragon fell to the ground, and the wind pressure blew away the dust. The pupils burning with cyan soul fire locked on the bottle on the ground, and the head came up carefully, and the purple-black rotten soul essence flowed in. His nostrils merged into his skull.
"Ugh..." Gregory moaned comfortably. This was the first time since his resurrection that he felt so satisfied.
In just ten seconds, Grigory descended hundreds of meters. This stimulation made Parisiel's heart beat wildly.
Although she still didn't understand what happened, Parisiel still remained vigilant.
At this moment, there was a dense flapping of wings, and a flock of cloud-like crows screamed and rushed toward Parisiel.
"Witch!?" Pali Hill's eyes flashed, and she gently touched the silver earrings. The earrings lit up with bright light and suddenly shattered. The next moment, a deathly white aura centered on her. Splash it!
The pure undead energy turned into a billowing smoke screen, expanding from the inside out. Wherever it passed, the newly green weeds and trees all became withered and dilapidated, and the bodies of the crows who were infected became stiff. It becomes as stiff as a lime sculpture, and turns into pieces of dust when dropped to the ground.
Level 3 magic, Death Nova.
This surging necromantic energy could not harm the bone dragon, but it interrupted his interest in "eating". He swung his body and threw the Pali Hill on his back like a pebble!
The bone dragon doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.
Even though she landed on the soft ground, Parisiel still received a strong impact. Blood overflowed from her mouth and nose, and there were bruises with dirt on her hands and feet.
Parisil stood up and finally saw her opponent.
At this time, Margaret had prepared the second magic. She waved her arms, and thick black energy surged out of her body and jumped into the ground. With the sound of rustling, dense black tentacles like a jungle Drill through the earth.
Under the earth, there seemed to be a hundred-armed giant hiding, waving a black fist and smashing at Parisiel.
A pale light lit up on the holy symbol, and Parisiel's body floated into the air, her long silver-white hair dancing in the wind, and her hands suddenly opened wide.
As one of the sacred weapons of the Order of the Hand of Death, the Holy Emblem can not only absorb and store souls, but can also amplify the spell caster, greatly shortening the spell casting process.
Boom——
As the earth trembled, dome-like white bones rose from the ground, covering Parisiel's body. The black tentacles hit it, and they broke into black. Even though the smoke can break some bones, it can't shake them at all!
Then, Parisiel stretched out her hand, and the white bone curtain wall turned into heavy bone waves, slapping towards Margaret.
Among the bone waves, bone spurs and bone spears of different lengths continued to grow, crushing the earth to pieces.
Margaret let out a short scream, and black air rose from her skin, condensing a giant shadow in front of her. The shadow roared vigorously, and raised a thick mace in its hand and violently Throw it to the ground!
Boom——
The phantom of the mace collided with the bone wave. The majestic impact splashed up large amounts of soil and dust. The black phantom suddenly collapsed, along with Margaery. The blue magic circle around Te collapsed.
The bone waves also stopped and turned into strange-shaped bone mountains, but as Pali Hill's chanting sounded, the bone mountains suddenly penetrated into the ground.
The next moment, white bones as thick as beams rose from the ground, building a huge cage around Margaret. The bone spurs grew rapidly, and all stabbed the witch in the middle!
Pali Hill knew that the witch had a puppet to take her place, but under the influence of this third-level necromantic magic "Bone Virgin", unless the witch could escape from it, even if she had three or five lives, she would still be dead. Definitely not going to survive!
However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
"Ang——"
Gregory suddenly roared loudly, and his thick shovel-shaped dragon tail swept across, beating the bones into bone powder all over the sky.
Margaret breathed a sigh of relief. She stretched out her hand to remove a bone spur that had pierced her chest. A doll in her waist turned into ashes and disappeared.
"Lord Gregory!" Parisiel's voice was full of surprise: "What are you doing?"
Gregory ignored her and raised his head In front of Margaret: "...Give it to me!"
"Of course, Lord Gregory." Margaret nodded and immediately took out another bottle of rotten soul essence.
Seeing this scene, Parisiel's pupils suddenly tightened, and a bad premonition arose in her heart.
Her vision had been blocked by the bone dragon before, and she was attacked by Margaret. She didn't know why the bone dragon stopped suddenly.
Now she is beginning to understand.
It is the essence of rotten souls.
It is simply unimaginable that a witch can come up with such a thing.
As far as Parisiel knows, even the Mages Guild has not mastered the technology of extracting rotten soul essence. Where did this witch get so much rotten soul essence?
Gregory's expression became excited, and he was about to continue absorbing it, but the witch immediately put it away.
“Take it out!” Gregory roared, with a cold and decaying wind: “Otherwise, I will kill you!!”
Margaret was maintaining a relationship with Raven's spiritual link repeated Raven's words in his own way: "You If you only want to enjoy it this time, then I can give it to you.”
“But don’t you want to enjoy the nourishment of this rotten soul essence for a long time?”
Ge. Li Gaoli's heart moved, and his claws pawed at the ground unconsciously.
"Don't believe her, Lord Gregory!" Parisiel shouted loudly: "She is just lying to you. The rotten soul essence cannot be mass-produced!"
"Follow me, please follow me Return to the high altar together, only in this way can you gain eternal life in death!"
These words do make sense. As a necromantic creature, he must rely on the breath of the necromantic to maintain his existence! , here, even if he does nothing, he can feel his power draining away little by little.
Pali Sil is very confident that except for the big altar, there is no place in the entire continent suitable for undead creatures.
However, the witch took out another bottle of rotten soul essence.
Counting the portion that Bone Dragon absorbed at the beginning and the portion that she took out just now, this is already the third bottle of rotten soul essence!
One bottle is a coincidence, two bottles is a coincidence, three bottles... can it still be a coincidence?
Gregory didn't think so, and he began to seriously consider the possibility of giving up cooperation with the Hand of Death: "Witch, can you really provide me with rotten soul essence stably?" "Maybe she does. This ability." Pali Hill's mind was spinning rapidly and she immediately came up with something that couldn't be faulted. Saying: "Then in this case, why didn't Lord Gregory catch her and bring her back to the high altar?"
"The Holy Cult is an expert in studying the soul, no matter this Whatever secrets a witch has, they will never be kept in front of the Holy Religion!”
These words are indeed to the point. Compared to weak witches with unclear backgrounds, the Death Hand Order is indeed a more reliable partner.
Gregory looked at the witch with evil eyes.
Margaret suddenly panicked. She didn’t expect Parisiel to be so smart, so she couldn’t find a way to deal with it. She could only shout in her heart:
" Lord Baron, help me!"
When Raven's response came, Margaret suppressed her panic. Almost every word Raven said, she repeated it exactly:
"Lord Gregory, what this saint says makes sense, but will the Order of the Hand of Death really be so respectful to you?"
"I hold the secret of extracting the essence of rotten souls, don't you?" False, but you also know how important this substance is to undead creatures."
"When it comes to the 'big altar' she mentioned, my secret will only be held by death. In the hands of the top management of the Dead Hand, they will use this rotten soul essence to strengthen their undead army, but they will not give it to you."
"You are the legendary dragon after all! , instead of Danatus, the God of Death!”
“Unless you are willing to kneel at their feet, a giant dragon, as obedient as a dog begging for bones!”
This sentence resonated deeply with Gregory.
As the witch said, even though he is now transformed into an undead creature, Gregory still maintains the arrogance and majesty of the dragon. He does not want to be dominated by anyone.
The Death Hand Order has the ultimate goal of resurrecting the God of Death, and will only try its best to control him.
“It’s all nonsense!” Parisiel made her final argument: “Lord Gregory, the Holy Religion will never treat you like she said. I swear in the name of the Holy Religion, You will definitely enjoy the highest status and treatment in the Holy Religion.”
Margaret looked sarcastic, and just about to continue the above line of thinking to argue with her, her face suddenly froze, and then she looked astonished: "Since Saint Parisiel said so righteously, then please immediately Dedicate the soul stored in the holy symbol to Lord Gregory!”
Pali Hill's face was extremely pale. Margaret's words were like poison that sealed her throat at the sight of blood. In this verbal confrontation, she sealed Pali Hill's throat with a sword!
There is indeed a large amount of souls stored in the Holy Emblem, but they are sacrifices accumulated for the resurrection of the Lord of Death. They are all the proceeds from the turmoil sweeping the Nord province, and they must not be given to Gregory.
Gregory has turned his head, and the fire of soul in his empty eyes is firmly locked on Parisiel: "Give all your souls to me!"
"Gerry Lord Gauri, I have no right to deal with the soul in the holy symbol. !" Parisiel said nervously: "But you only need to follow me back to the big altar. When I report to the Pope, you will be satisfied."
"Or you can absorb a small amount first... …”
Asking for all the souls in the Holy Emblem was originally a kind of temptation carried out by Gregory, but the result of this temptation did not satisfy him.
Parisiel's evasive words, in his opinion, were like using the Pope to suppress him: "You are not willing to obey my orders?"
Parisiel I panicked: "No..."
"I do." Margaret stepped forward and placed a bottle of rotten soul essence on the In front of the Bone Dragon: "This is the tribute you deserve."
Parisiel made her final struggle: "Lord Gregory, the power of the Death Hand Order extends to all human forces on the continent. , the harvested souls are enough for you to enjoy, she is just a witch, it is impossible..."
"It is true that I am not that powerful as a witch, but on the other hand, I will never be able to control you by force!" Margaret said: "I can only offer you a bottle of rotten soul essence once a month. "
As she said that, she placed the last bottle on the ground: "These three bottles today are considered as greeting gifts."
Parisil's heart was lifted when she saw it. Gregory hesitated, his eyes darting back and forth between himself and the rotten soul essence.
Eventually.
The Bone Dragon lowered his head and swallowed two bottles of rotten soul essence into his mouth.
He has made his choice!
A trace of despair flashed in Parisiel's eyes. She could die, but the Holy Emblem must return to the high altar!
Chanting the incantation in her mouth, the Holy Emblem on her chest burst out with bright light. Parisil used the soul in the Holy Emblem as fuel, trying to send it back to the high altar!
However, since she had already made up her mind to break up, how could Gregory let her get what she wanted! ?
The huge mouth opened, and the surging dragon's breath roared out!
An invisible light curtain lit up above the holy emblem, and countless souls were faintly circulating in it. This holy weapon actually spontaneously resisted the power of the dragon's breath!
However, it is a dead thing after all, and its host is completely unable to fight against the Bone Dragon!
Wave.
The light shield shattered like a bubble. Under the huge impact, Parisiel was suddenly blown up and hit the cliff hard.
With a snap, the Holy Emblem fell to the ground, and the contaminated dragon's breath slowly extinguished.
The burned souls turned into spots of light all over the sky. These remnant souls let out bursts of howls, shaking the souls of everyone present and cutting off the soul connection between Margaret and Raven.
Blood was flowing from Parisiel's mouth, and the power just fed back from the Holy Emblem had made her unconscious.
Margaret stepped forward step by step, took the Holy Emblem into her arms, pinched Parisiel's cheek with her slender fingers, and licked her face vigorously with her tongue:
"That's great."
Pali Hill's body is filled with pure necromantic aura, which is completely incompatible with the negative energy in Margaret's body. If Pali Hill is made into a puppet, That means that Margaret will completely occupy the body of this saint from now on——
From then on, Pali Hill's appearance is her true body, and she can completely inherit Pali Hill's energy and knowledge.
Not only can you get a perfect appearance, but you can also master powerful power. This is simply a gift from God!
What's more, now the Bone Dragon is also letting her run!
With this powerful power in hand, Margaret will become one of the few strong people on the continent!
"Lord Gregory, it is not safe here, please take me away!" Margaret said.
The bone dragon lowered its head: "Remember, a bottle of rotten soul essence every month, otherwise, I will let you know what pain is!"
Margaret hugged Parisiel and climbed onto the dragon's back. , said involuntarily: "Of course, Lord Gregory."
The bone dragon flapped its wings, and Margaret's first thought was--butt!
How did Parisiel sit down with a blank expression before?
Gregory's speed was extremely fast. In just a few minutes, when he looked back, Meng En City had turned into a small black dot in his field of vision.
A cheerful smile spread across Margaret's face.
The bone dragon is under her crotch, carrying her towards freedom.
Never again, Raven.
Farewell, cage!
……
(It’s gone today, take a rest, don’t wait any longer)
(End of this chapter)