As York talked with the Scarlet Mage, Aglan seemed a little anxious. He was worried that the task assigned by Rhodes would not be completed on time. He then looked at the legion members behind him and was about to give an order, but was interrupted by the Scarlet Mage.
"Wait, let me deal with this hero."
Hearing this, Aglan felt a little impatient: "If you delay the master's affairs, you must be careful."
"Master, I will explain it myself." The bloody mage shook his head, and then looked at the hero York, with a hint of understanding in his eyes.
"The other part of your bloodline is very similar to those barbaric creatures before. In other words, in addition to the bloodline of elemental creatures, you also have barbarian bloodline. This is a rare sight. Logically speaking, someone like you It is impossible for living things to be born, and it is simply difficult for two completely different bloodlines to fuse."
The Scarlet Mage looked at the hero in front of him with a look of interest in his eyes. He had been imprisoned for countless years and had never seen a person like York before.
"If I had a choice, I would rather not have the blood of gods and monsters. It has brought me ridicule." The Scarlet Mage's words seemed to bring back some memories of York, and he took a deep breath.
"Bloodline gives you power that far exceeds that of other creatures, and you naturally have to bear all the burdens. Maybe some mages will laugh at you because of your impure bloodline, but so what? I have also been criticized for practicing exotic water magic before. I was laughed at, but I used my own power to make those mages unable to speak. I am extremely proud of my identity as a mage."
The Scarlet Mage said loudly. He looked at York as if he was seeing his former self.
Just as the Scarlet Mage was talking, York seemed to have discovered something. A bone-chilling chill hit him from behind. York turned around and saw that the blood he had dripped all the way floated at this moment, forming blood-colored ice crystals in the air, causing the temperature of the entire passage to drop rapidly.
"I have completed the analysis of the bloodline in your body. It is time to bestow the glory of the master on you."
Soon, the low words of the Scarlet Mage came to his ears. York's expression condensed, and he just wanted to run away to the side, but he felt that he could not move. His whole body seemed to be frozen, and a wave of energy emanated from his mouth. A burst of cold air.
At this moment, York couldn't help but recall the hero Badu who died in front of him. Now, he finally understood what Badu went through before he died.
The blood in his body, under the control of the Scarlet Mage, condensed directly into blood-colored ice crystals, which could directly take away his life without giving him any chance to resist.
Before that, because the blood in York's body was composed of two completely different types, the Scarlet Mage's spells failed to take effect on him. However, after a thorough analysis by the Scarlet Mage, he understood all the differences in the blood, and York couldn't escape the spell either.
A bone-chilling chill spread deeply through York's bone marrow, his blood froze, and even his mana couldn't be mobilized. He could only watch it all happen.
Before his eyes closed, York felt no regrets. He had upheld his oath and would never cast a spell again.
"Bring him back to his master."
Looking at the hero York who was motionless and seemed to be completely lifeless, the Scarlet Mage said slowly.
Until the end, he failed to see the hero's specialties. Just as he said, the hero did not want to have anything to do with the mage.
The bloody mage stared at York, who was exuding a deep chill, and sighed deeply, not knowing what he was thinking.
Beside him, a group of legion members looked at him with awe. They saw the death of the hero in their eyes. It was a method they could not understand. Even the big devil could not use this trick at all. I have no choice but to watch all this happen.
What frightens these big demons is that if the Scarlet Mage intends to attack them, they have no way to resist. They can only kill the Scarlet Mage before the spell takes effect.
On the side, Aglan took a deep look at the bloody mage. If there is a one-on-one duel, the ability of the big demon will often be inferior to that of the legendary mage. But in front of a top mage like the Scarlet Mage with his own unique methods, even if a group of big demons come, the result will not be much better.
At this moment, looking at the Scarlet Mage, Aglan was most worried about his own status.
As the undead army grew, powerful creatures with unique abilities joined them one by one, and Aglan had already lived up to his original status. In terms of strength, the brave and skilled demons such as Karl and Vios in the legion are far above Agran. In terms of loyalty, with the blessing of the Dark Word and the Death Realm, every member of the legion is Loyal to Rhodes.
In this case, Aglan was able to lead a group of other demons not because he was extraordinary, like Commander Farese, or because he had made outstanding achievements, like the death knight Wei. Ranaban, simply because he has followed Rhodes for longer and is the first member of the Legion.
At this moment, Agland couldn't help but feel a little worried in his heart. The power of the Scarlet Mage was obviously a level higher than that of ordinary great demons. Only the most elite beings could compete with him. He would definitely change the situation within the legion. situation.
After thinking about it in his mind, Aglan remained calm on the surface and gave orders to the other demons: "Have you forgotten the master's order? Bring that hero back quickly!"
Hearing this, a big demon in the team immediately took the order, moved York's cold body to the middle of the team, and then put his hands on the ground. Soon, the flames completely enveloped the surrounding big demons, and the rest of the legion members , also shuttled away in the flames.
"Master, we have completed the mission. This is the body of the hero... I mean him."
Aglan, who had just returned to the depths of the prison, had not finished reporting to Rhodes when he saw the lifeless and cold York slowly moving his arms at this moment.
Under the influence of the Death Domain, the hero stood up again and looked around with some doubts. There was a little confusion in his eyes, as if he didn't understand what happened and how he regained consciousness.
"Hero York..." Rhodes seemed to have thought of something, took a deep look at the blue-skinned hero, and then turned his attention to the returning legion members.
(End of chapter)