The wind came too fast, and Xia De couldn't dodge it in time, and watched the black snowflakes hit his face. He wanted to raise his hand to cover his face, but it was too late.
At this moment, time seemed to slow down, and he could even clearly see the crystal clear structure of the black snowflake that was about to enter his eyes.
Time was still flowing normally. Shade, who was hit by the black snow, fell straight back to the ground, leaving a huge human figure on the dark snow.
Everything seemed to be moving away from him. The snowy sky was so vast and empty. He thought of many things and many people at this moment, but only himself.
You'll catch a cold if you lie in the snow.
The whisper reminded gently.
So, Shade, who was blown down by the strong wind, stood up with the help of the ground, patted the black snow on his body with his gloved hands, then bent over and walked against the wind towards the fire in the distance:
"That really scared me just now."
The wind was still howling, and snowflakes were fluttering around him, as if they were walking with him at the moment. The black snowflakes were dirty and strangely gorgeous, but Xia De could deeply feel how terrible these snowflakes, which seemed to have come from the most real death, were.
"Fortunately, for me who has actually died once, this death is too fake."
A strange black aura gathered from the surroundings. Having come into contact with death before, the now immortal Xia De understood something in a trance amidst the black snow:
"The false immortality is actually due to the existence of real death."
The black snow symbolizes the end of everything. It leads the soul to the messenger of death, who is walking with you now. Stranger, they regard you as one of their own kind, because the power of death has long been flowing in your body. Immortality is a false appearance. You who have been resurrected from the dead have witnessed death with your own eyes.
Spell - False immortality, pulled by spirit runes.
Outsider, the spell is sublime. You have gained the thaumaturgy of false immortality.
The false immortality cursed by the innocent creator of the old gods was successfully sublimated after Shade came into contact with the instant death black snow.
The true death of the Three Rings Spirit Rune is thus linked to the false immortality. Compared to the many special effects brought about by the successful sublimation of the Blood Echo, the false immortality, while maintaining the original effect and requiring a stronger secondary trauma to break the undead state, only adds two small functions -
First, the false immortality is still an active release of magic, but for the caster Shade, it becomes a passive permanent effect. When he suffers a fatal blow, he will automatically enter the false immortality state. Of course, if he suffers fatal damage again, he will still die.
Secondly, from now on, Shad will be immune to any instant death effects.
This doesn't mean that Shade won't die, but effects such as the current Black Snow, the high-level magic Finger of Death, and the Ritual Song of Death have no effect on Shade.
High-level warlocks can also rely on their own strength to counter the instant death effect, but they will also suffer physical trauma. Similarly, while Shad is immune to the instant death effect, it does not mean that he will not suffer additional damage.
When he fell in the snow just now, in addition to the shock and the strong wind, the momentary pain also made him unable to maintain his balance. But the pain only lasted for a short time, and he returned to normal when the snowflakes no longer touched his skin.
"Many strange relics have instant death effects, so I don't have to worry about sudden death now. I just didn't expect that my second sublimated ability would be false immortality. I was expecting it to be time perception."
He was thinking about it as he struggled to move forward in the face of blood, but at the same time, his right hand pierced into the air beside him, and the silver moonlight sword was slowly pulled out. The black snow in the wind tried to touch the sword, but it melted under the glow of the silver moon.
And in front of Xia De, the walking skeletons and frozen corpses had slowly turned here.
Looking up at the direction of the flickering bonfire in the distance, Shade raised his left index finger:
"Silver Moon!"
The sudden brilliance even melted the snow beneath their feet, but this seemed to be some kind of signal, and the resurrected undead surged in from all directions like a tide.
He swung the greatsword in his right hand, cutting off the dry bones sticking out from under the snow, and his left hand left streaks of light in the air, but the flying silver moon arc blade was just a drop in the bucket for the undead that were pouring in like a tide.
These undead are endowed with the power of black snow, which is far beyond the reach of normal undead.
At first, Shad was still able to run in the snow, attacking the enemies that were close to him with the greatsword in his right hand, and constantly slashing with Silver Moon Slash with his left hand to attack those who tried to block the way; then, he could only walk quickly, and the greatsword in his right hand could almost touch the enemy with a swing, while the Silver Moon Greatsword summoned by the Blade of Chaos Time and Space also kept stabbing from various angles; finally, surrounded by the tide of undead, he could only stand where he was, and the active offense completely turned into passive defense. In less than half a minute, the surrounding undead skeletons almost made Shad look like he was standing on a hill.
Fortunately, the evil spirits were afraid of the silver moonlight and did not get close, otherwise the situation would have become more complicated.
“Roar~”
The hoarse roars of the undead were almost continuous. Under the fluttering black snowflakes, densely packed corpses pounced on Shad and eventually submerged him completely.
But as the life ring representing the three-ring warlock appeared above the tide of corpses, golden light opened a gap in the cracks of the hill of corpses with an attitude of dissolving everything.
"Feliana's Witch Light!"
Using the magic frog's leap to jump high up, and thankful that no flying undead appeared for the time being, Shade used magic again:
"Raglai's Leap!"
He took a step in the air and moved to the gap outside the hill of corpses. After landing, he ran forward quickly, maintaining the effect of Feliana's Witch Light. The golden light radiating from his body melted all the hands reaching out to him or the weapons swinging at him in the light.
This still didn't work. The undead spirits revived by the black snow kept pouring in. Shade only ran a few dozen steps before he was trapped by the undead spirits again. But he had delayed enough time. At the campfire in the distance, with the appearance of the thirteen golden steps, a huge orange-yellow moon appeared under the snowy sky in the daytime.
The movements of the undead group immediately became sluggish, and even the black snow floating in the sky became sparse.
The huge orange-yellow moonlight sword swept across the ground like it was wielded by a giant. Then, a small moon was thrown into the sky above Shade. As the moon exploded, the orange-yellow moonlight almost turned the entire land into moonlight.
The Thirteenth Ring Warlock then struck, temporarily clearing the undead around Shade. Miss Blyne Olanord flew over from a distance, grasped Shade's outstretched hand in mid-air, and pulled him up into the sky:
"Shad, drive away the undead!"
Her voice was very anxious. Even she couldn't stay active in the dead valley during the Black Snow Period for too long.
"moonlight!"
Pointing her finger forward, the holy silver light temporarily drove away the densely packed spirits in the air. Miss Orlanod held Shade in her arms, almost turning into a beam of light, and flew back to the entrance of the library.
"oh!"
When the two fell into the huge hallway with a bonfire, the thirteen golden steps that temporarily suppressed Kuroxue completely collapsed. Violent black snowflakes fell from the sky in a denser manner, and the undead who had lost their target roared, and the sounds that came one after another were extremely terrifying.
Snowflakes are becoming their armor, and the chill of death is giving them a more powerful weapon. But no one noticed that the living were hiding in the building. The vigilance ritual of Becky Samuel, a witch from the Zalas Academy, not only protects them from evil, but also prevents the undead from noticing the location of the living.
"Ms. Olanord, thank you so much."
Shade, who had fallen in front of the bonfire, stood up and pulled up the yellow-haired witch beside him.
Looking around, the place seemed to have become even more dilapidated, and the clothes worn by Miss Becky Samuel and Miss Orlanothe, who were wearing round-framed glasses, also seemed to have become older.
The blazing bonfire was still swaying in the center of the empty hall, and the solid yellow moon was floating above the bonfire. The clear yellow moonlight made Xia De clearly feel that his physical strength and spirit were recovering rapidly.
The witches' luggage was placed around the fire, and on the pile of old books that looked like a throne, shadows kept trembling on the surface of the closed shrine.
Miss Samuel of Zalas Academy stared at the bonfire with lifeless eyes, and stood up when she heard the sound. Her pure white eyes gradually returned to normal. She was using the bonfire for divination.
Further away, the remains of a dilapidated stone bookshelf leaning against the wall were now covered with dust, and the already mottled and unclear murals were almost completely invisible.
Darkness lingered in the distance, which was the corridor leading deeper into the library. The only thing that appeared in the firelight was an ice coffin.
The ice coffin was a standard rectangular block, and its surface was extremely smooth as if it had been polished. The sliding cover had an arc shape, and around the ice coffin, there was actually an engraved pattern of the emblem of the Zaras Liberal Arts School that Shade had seen in the Sixth Era.
The ice coffin was transparent, and with the help of the firelight, Xia De could see a red-haired girl sleeping peacefully inside with her eyes closed.
His eyes widened:
"Ms. Fiona Drago, she..."
Miss Olanord avoided his eyes, and Miss Becky Samuel looked down at the fire.
Xia De walked over quickly, and felt that the chill of the ice coffin was more chilling than the snowy valley. He put his hand on the sliding cover of the coffin and slowly pushed it open.
The girl slept peacefully in the ice coffin, with her hands clasped together on her chest, and the thick red tail wrapped around her waist.
Her eyes were tightly closed, and in the ice coffin, her eyelashes looked so charming. Xia De couldn't believe the scene in front of him. He stretched out his hand and touched the back of the hand of the young witch with red dragon blood, but the false immortality had no effect.
This magic has no effect on the two situations: the person is seriously injured or has died.
"she... ... "
Although he had only known the young witch for a short time, Shade still couldn't accept that she died here.
"I'm not kidding you anymore."
There was laughter behind me, and Miss Olanord and Miss Samuel came over:
"She just fell asleep."
Chapter 719: Thaumaturgy - False Immortality