"It's really Hela?" Kilron looked at the staff in his hand in disbelief. He didn't use any power just now. He could directly give and absorb life force by relying only on the power of the staff itself. It was so terrifying. Even Kilroon, who has many artifacts in the royal treasury, has never seen such power before.
"Hela is Naraku's staff. Its most terrifying power is not simply the control of life force, but the ability to control the power of the dead. After all, Naraku is the god of death, and most of the current necromancy spells are related to his It’s about the rules of the priesthood.” Rogge summoned the hand of the mage and threw the over-energetic puppy out of the basement. He said: "And this peak spell itself is an extremely powerful summoning spell of the dead. With the cooperation of the magic circle and the assistance of the staff, it is not difficult for you to control this peak spell. And Hela, it can not only greatly reduce the spell As much as it does your load, its life-nurturing power does you a lot.”
"Where did you find it?" Kilroan asked.
"From Naraku, after all, this is Naraku's thing, isn't it?" Rogge replied.
"..." Kilron did not speak. He just stared at Rogge for a long time. The latter remained calm in Kilroan's suspicious eyes, which lowered Kilroan's suspicion again.
"If you dare to lie to me, then I will make you pay a heavy price!" Kilron said coldly: "No one can go against the Stoke Empire, not even a legendary mage."
"But a legendary mage can also save an empire, right?" Rogge said in an unassuming way: "It won't do me any good to deceive you. I need the empire to continue to provide me with the necessary resources to conduct more magic research, and the empire I also need my results to save myself. That’s it, we are a partnership.”
Kilroan finally felt relieved. If Rogge had continued to dryly express his loyalty to him in a humble tone, Kilroan would have doubted him because of his humble attitude. Indeed, even a legendary mage cannot compete with a human empire, but he can have an unimaginable impact on an empire.
Kilron slowly walked to the core of the magic circle, and then looked at Rogge with questioning eyes. Although he could guess what to do, he had no choice but to do something like this that was related to the fate of the entire empire. Not careful.
"Adjust Hela to insert the stick of death into the groove, and then infuse it with magic power." Rogge said.
Kilron inserted the staff into the small groove in the core, and then slowly poured magic power into the groove along the staff. Magic power slowly flows from the core to each pattern of the magic circle. The originally dim textures emit purple light under the infusion of magic power. The cores of several sub-magic circles are activated by magic power, and they start their own operation. In Kilroan's perception, there are indeed some weak consciousnesses connected to his spirit, and they actively express their surrender to him.
Kilron continued to infuse magic power, and most of the magic circle had been charged by Rogge with magic crystals. What Kilroon has to do is just use his own magic power to activate these magic circles.
But even if it is just activated, it is a considerable magical burden for the caster. Fortunately, Kilron's robe is also a small artifact-level treasure. It can provide the wearer with an increase in magic power and spell power, and it can also store a spell below level six for emergencies. As the king of an empire that has been passed down for thousands of years, even the underwear worn by the old guy has enchanting effects such as softness and warmth. With the help of many pieces of equipment, it wasn't too difficult for Kilroan to deal with it.
The charging process is already 90% complete. So far, Kilroen feels that everything is normal in the circle. So he decided to go all out, fully activate the magic circle, and then use this unexpected undead army to entertain the barbarians in the north.
Ninety-three, ninety-four, ninety-five, ninety-six...
Just when 3% of the magic circle was not activated, a sudden change occurred.
When Kilroan tried to activate the last sub-magic circle, the magic circle that originally passively received his own magic suddenly turned into a magic black hole. It began to suck crazily from Kilroan's magic flow, and the massive loss of mana almost caused Kilroan to fall into coma.
But Kilroan still gritted his teeth and pushed through. He tried to interrupt the magic power delivery to the magic circle, but that damn magic circle was as inescapable as a tarsal maggot, so Kilroan could only do the next best thing. Try to use your mental strength to prevent the loss of your magic power. After slowly controlling the rate of magic loss, Kilron had the time to ask Rogge: "What's going on?"
"Isn't this an obvious thing? I lied to you." Rogge looked at the embarrassed Kilron, raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Two chains composed of pure magic emerged from the magic circles on both sides of the wall. They wrapped around Kilron's arms like poisonous snakes. Then the chains contracted, slowly hanging Kilron on the ground. in the air.
With a thought in Kilroon's mind, the sixth-level advanced dispelling magic originally stored in his robe was released. However, this spell, which was originally able to remove most magical conditions, failed to have any effect like a mud cow entering the sea.
"Every magic circle here is absolutely solid, and it is impossible to break it with such low-level magic." Rogge smiled.
"What on earth are you doing?!" Kilron yelled.
"I want..." Rogge's originally handsome and elegant face suddenly became as ferocious as a devil from hell. He gritted his teeth and spit out two words: "Revenge!!"
"Who are you? Who do you want revenge on?"
Rogge looked up at Kilron who was hanging up, and then showed a sarcastic and sad expression: "You don't recognize me so soon? My... Lord Dean."
Rogge's appearance slowly began to change, and Kilron, who was watching Rogge's transformation in front of him, showed an expression of fear as if he had seen a ghost. The old king's inner anger at being deceived was gradually replaced by the fear of seeing the man in front of him. His eyes were wide open, he kept struggling, and he roared out of fear: "It's you?! It's impossible! You Dead! How is that possible!? You’re dead! You’ve been dead a long time ago!! How could it be you??! You should have been dead a long time ago!!”
Rogge, who had returned to his original appearance, was a handsome and sunny young man with short black hair. He said: "Yes, I am dead. I died more than 20 years ago. I even saw him Naraku, but ah, Naraku said to me. I have something that I need to ask for from you. So, I’m back again. I climbed back from the abyss of the dead and asked all of you for everything that should belong to me!”
"Nidhogg! You madman, don't even think about it! Even if Naraku turns you into a heretic creature, what can you do?" Kilron yelled crazily: "Heretic creatures can't interfere too much with normal life. Life, your death had nothing to do with me back then. Now that you have killed me, how much strength do you have left to avenge others? The punishment from the original rules alone is enough to annihilate you!"
The young man named Nidhogg raised his head and looked at Kilron: "This magic circle is more powerful than you think. When it is activated, it will be enough to destroy the entire continent of Kino!"
"Then you will be..."
"No, the original rules will not punish me." Nidhogg interrupted Kilron: "This magic circle was activated by you, so the cause and effect of all this destiny lies with you. And I, I just constructed a magic circle and used some lies to trick you into it."
"Then you just want me to use this magic circle to help you kill those people in Malolite? Of course, I... ahhh!!!"
Kilroan's words were interrupted again, because Nidhogg used magic to intensify the magic extraction circle, and Kilroan's magic power began to drain crazily again.
"Uh, hum!" Nidhogg spat out two mouthfuls of blood. He had a direct impact on Kilroan just now, so the original rules also immediately punished him. Nidhogg wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He raised his head and stared at Kilron, with twisted madness in his eyes: "I don't want your help, I want... your life!!!"
"No!!!!" The magic circle drained all Kilron's magic but was still not satisfied. It continued to frantically drain Kilron's vitality, mental energy and other powers, and transformed them into the most primitive magic.
Kilron was completely beaten into a mummy while howling in pain, and at this time the last magic circle was finally fully charged. When the magic circle lit up, a shadow of Naraku wearing a black cloak and holding a scythe appeared in front of Nidhogg. But Nidhogg knew that this Shadow of Naraku was not just the embodiment of Naraku's power. This Shadow of Naraku had been infused with Naraku's own consciousness!
"The last sacrifice you want to activate the magic circle is the soul of a high-level mage." Nidhogg said while taking two weak steps back.
The last magic circle activated by Kilron will extract all the power of the activator regardless of the cost, and after the activation is completed, the Shadow of Naraku is summoned to complete the final sacrifice of the magic circle. In other words, Kilroan activated a magic circle that absorbed his own magic power, and it was this magic circle he activated that sacrificed his soul.
If Nidhogg hadn't intensified the magic circle, he wouldn't have suffered too much backlash. But Nidhogg didn't want to wait any longer. He had been planning for today for more than ten years, and he didn't want to wait a second longer.
"All the people who turned their backs on me, I'm back." Nidhogg whispered to himself.
puff! In the woods of Stoke Academy of Magic, a rotten hand suddenly stretched out from the ground covered with fallen leaves, followed by a head, and a zombie with rotten eyes slowly crawled out of the ground. come out. It shook off the dirt on its body, and then looked at other parts of the land.
After a brief silence.
puff! puff! puff! puff! puff! puff! puff! puff! puff! puff! puff!