Chapter 659 661. Uncontrolled Teleportation
The black mist of negative energy is quickly dissipating.
Fringilla Weige, who was behind the black mist, was digging hard at her feet that had been crushed by the soil.
At this time, unlike most warlocks in the south, this sorceress who dressed herself up carefully had her hands covered with soil, her well-groomed nails turned outwards from digging in the soil, and cold sweat dripped from her forehead like a It flowed down like pouring water, staining the eye shadow and facial cream.
And in the black mist that was about to disappear completely, a long knife shining with warm golden light flew out with a whoosh.
The blade of the long knife penetrated Fringilla's right shoulder like a hot knife cutting through butter, pinning her to the ground.
The sorceress gritted her teeth and groaned like she was about to die. The veins on her temples bulged high.
But she didn't dare to move at all.
As a divine weapon, the Sword of the Lake Lady is too sharp.
Fringilla's current position, logically speaking, if she shakes a little, the weapon that nailed her should be loosened from the ground.
Because the current ground has turned into blood mud, there is really no good fixation effect.
But the sharpness of the Lake Lady's Sword made Fringilla feel that even if it shook slightly, the blade would enlarge the wound on her bones and muscles like cutting through the air.
But even so, Fringilla trembled uncontrollably when the figure approached, and her body instinctively shrank back.
"The war has made everyone extremely embarrassed. Right, madam?"
Lan En came from a distance, talking as he walked.
"Now you have broken legs and a penetrating injury to your right arm. It is basically impossible to cast spells, so don't resist and wait to be captured."
"After this battle is over, what will happen to you in Nilfgaard?" Your status should be improved, and you don’t have to worry about your emperor abandoning you. I’ll give you gauze and hold the wound.”
Lan En put the sorceress’s hand on her right shoulder, which was stunned by her approach. Without stopping, he grabbed the handle of the knife and pulled it out.
“Uh-huh!”
This time Fringilla finally couldn’t hold herself any longer due to the sudden severe pain, her face twisted and she screamed in pain.
"Wait"
Fringilla shouted for a while, but Lan immediately walked in the direction of Triss and Yennefer after drawing the knife.
Including the time spent talking, he only stayed by Fringilla's side for less than three seconds.
The reason why we are in such a hurry is because Lan En doesn't care much about this southern sorceress.
After all, he didn't know that the sorceress was a distant relative of the Emperor of Nilfgaard and a close relative of the Duchess of Toussaint. Blood ties were more important than her status as a caster.
Secondly, it's because Triss's situation doesn't really look good.
Her exposed skin began to burst into small flames.
Obviously different from the flames normally created by mages using magic, these flames are causing Triss intense pain without distinguishing between friend and foe.
"Hey! Hey! Triss! Are you okay?"
Lan En's hand supported Triss's shoulder. The performance of the Grandmaster Bear School Armor made him not too scared. These flames.
The absent-minded Triss was brought back to consciousness by Lan En calling: "Lan En, is that you?"
She gritted her teeth when she spoke, sounding very painful.
"War. Yes! How is the war going? How long have I been fooling around?"
"You don't have to worry about this, the Nilfgaardian warlocks have basically been destroyed. It’s taken care of. The Northern Alliance has won, and all that’s left is to clean up the battlefield.”
Has it been taken care of?
Who ‘handled’ it?
Triss's sense of responsibility just wanted her to ask, but another round of physical changes left her screaming.
Now, not only were the flames on her skin not suppressed by Triss's recovery, but she began to burn even her clothes!
Seeing that Triss was in so much pain that she could not speak at all and could only scream. Lan En had no idea what was going on.
He could only find Yennefer who was lying on the ground shivering because of his blindness.
Although he didn't know the sorceress, she obviously had a good relationship with Triss, which was easy to see.
"Madam, what's going on with Triss now?"
But Yennefer just curled up at this time, resisting Lan En's gentle touch of greeting. The fear of suddenly going blind, or on a dangerous and bloody battlefield, is beyond words.
"Don't touch me! Who are you? Don't touch me! Get out of my way!"
Yennefer's struggle was fierce, and as a last resort, Lan En could only use [Yaxi Dharma Seal] to try to calm her spirit. Logically speaking, it would be very difficult for a witcher's seal to be effective against a warlock.
It was the same this time, Lan En's seal was even dispersed by the magic power that Yennefer did not control intentionally.
But the sorceress seemed to feel something from the fluctuation of this seal. She suddenly calmed down, as if she felt a sense of security: "Are you a demon hunter? The seal just now was for comfort." Yaksi]?”
Is this sorceress related to the witcher?
Lan En's mind habitually analyzed and came to a conclusion.
But soon, he put down this analysis.
"Yes, but there is no time to talk about this now, ma'am! Triss needs help!"
Lan described Triss's current situation to Yennefer, adding some Hearing the screams of Triss herself.
The experienced sorceress thought for a moment with her chaotic mind, and then exclaimed: "Her magic is out of control! This is spontaneous combustion!"
Now Triss, she The iconic burgundy hair began to burn, and all the clothes on his body were burned away.
The whole body was naked and huddled on the ground.
Lan En asked calmly: "What should we do now? How to help her? It's very difficult to lose control of the magic power."
"There is no way now! Or wait. She can burn out her magic power by herself, or she can find a few well-prepared mages to help her suppress it."
"Can't you do it?"
"You can usually do it, but now. "Yennefer wiped her eyes fiercely, looking as if she wanted to dig out her eyeballs to see clearly.
Due to her sudden blindness, she had problems with her body's balance.
Suppress the magic power of another archmage? It's like telling a bad joke.
Yennefer was unreliable, but she finally figured out the situation for herself.
Mentos began to quickly sort out and formulate plans based on the information.
Lan En simultaneously revised the established plan, and finally, a decision was passed with high feasibility.
The witcher came to Triss, who was curled up and screaming. Her hair had been burned off.
"Listen carefully, Triss. Your magic power is out of control now. We need to use up your magic power, otherwise we will let you burn on your own. I think you will be blown into the wind."
Lane's tone was calm and rational, almost seeming inhumane amidst Triss's screams. But there is no doubt that this is the best mental state when dealing with emergencies.
Although Triss was suffering from burning pain, she still nodded reluctantly to show that she heard it.
“My knife can cut the magic power, and in order to consume part of the magic power inside your body, I will chop you with a knife later. I will control it very well, and you will not be hurt too seriously. ”
"The flame will definitely weaken after that, but this is not enough. You have to drain yourself to release the magic power. It is up to you to decide how to do it."
Without any time to delay, Lan En immediately pulled out the magic power after finishing speaking. Sword of the Lady of the Lake.
The erect pupils in his eye sockets shrank erratically, and his [spiritual vision] vision observed the flow of magic power in Triss's body.
The swordsmanship is precise and stable to a frightening level, grasping the changes in that moment.
With a "pop" sound, the head of the Lake Lady's Sword pierced the lower left side of Triss's chest.
This was the result of Lan En's double consideration of the size of his magic flow and the severity of his injury.
As he expected, the amount of bleeding was not much, but the layer of flames surrounding Triss's body suddenly became much thinner.
The rest is up to Triss herself.
"Touch. Touch me."
In between the painful screams, a feeble whisper passed into Lan En's ears.
He didn't have time to think too much, he immediately took off his armor gloves and held Triss's still burning palm.
The sorceress's original expression of pain suddenly improved, as if the burning pain was diluted by other feelings.
Lan En nodded. Although he didn't know the principle, the pain relieved should help the spell casting go smoothly.
Then, a portal suddenly opened.
In Lan En’s shocked eyes, he swallowed him and Triss together.
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(End of this chapter)