It was the first time that Boris saw such a strong power of the dead. The girl seemed to be carrying the souls of the entire ancient battlefield, and every soul became her strength.
He summoned a giant hand made of dust to block Odile's attack. The giant hand can automatically lock the target, and each finger is a tentacle-like whip. Ordinary people will feel powerless and even lose consciousness after being touched by it, but Odile is not affected at all, but is only temporarily blocked. Boris took the opportunity to order the puppets in white, first to let them stop shaking the spikes, and then tell them to gather together and try to subdue Odile.
After all, the puppet in white is not the real Odette. They can do almost the same things as ordinary humans. Odile can move in the air and easily get rid of their interception. She shook off the crowd and waved the scythe, the incorporeal smoke also began to bite fiercely, and the five tentacles were cut to pieces bit by bit.
In the process, Burris tried several spells on her. He didn't want to really hurt her, so he didn't use instant damage; she was immune to necromancer magic, and many body-control magic couldn't work on her.
Finally, Odile broke free from the restraints and rushed towards Burris and Lott. Burris just finished reciting a certain incantation. In an instant, countless Burris and Lot appeared in front of Odile, more than the puppets in white clothes. They ran around and went their own way, and Odile suddenly fell into chaos.
She used a scythe to hook the torn clothes of a "Lotter", and that "Lotter" turned into dust; another "Lotter" was tripped by her and fell to the ground. She wanted to catch him, but hit the black Huhu slate.
Before she got up, the real Lotterbald pounced up from behind and pinned her down firmly. She wanted to swing the scythe, but it was dragged far away by the remaining gray tentacles.
Lotte pressed her knees against her legs, pressed her back with one hand, and grabbed her chin with the other... After he kissed her, Odile gradually stopped struggling.
Fake Burris and Fake Lott both disappeared. The real Burris stood by, rolling up his sleeves.
He discovered just now that Odile relies entirely on her eyes when judging distances and targets. In this regard, she is no different from ordinary humans. Creatures that rely more on eyes are more likely to be deceived by illusions, and I am afraid that the creations of demigods are no exception. She is immune to necromancy, but not illusion.
Not long after, Lot let go of the girl and stood up carefully. Odile was curled up on the ground, half asleep and half awake.
Lot looked at the mage: "I kissed someone like this in front of you, did you feel a little sour?"
Burris shook his head subtly: "It's not sour, but I feel a bit of moral condemnation..."
Lott said: "This is my creation, not my real child. I kiss Earl Herolf every day, and you didn't say anything." Then, he walked towards Boris and opened his arms, "Come on Come on, let me kiss you and turn our twisted humanity back to its original state... "
Burris took a step back: "Do you kiss dogs every day?"
"Not every time I kiss the dog's mouth."
"Forget it, don't worry about this... we should think about what to do next."
But Lott never gave up, he wanted to hug Burris, and Burris had no choice but to accept his fate. Lot first kissed the mage's forehead hard, then raised his chin and kissed his upper lip. After the kiss, he looked up to the sky and sighed deeply: "Oh...it's much better. My lost morality has returned a bit..."
He turned his head and found that Odile had already woken up. She was sitting on the ground staring at them, with an expression of enlightenment on her pale face.
Burris's face was hot, and he wanted to turn his back, but this action was too petty, and it would make people more embarrassing... So he forced himself to maintain a calm expression of "I'm not ashamed at all".
Odile mumbled in a trance: "I see... I thought you were kind of serious allies..."
"It's a serious ally!" Lott immediately corrected, "You don't understand humans too much. Marriage is the most common covenant in human society..."
Burris secretly screamed in his heart: Lott has completely recovered to the previous Lott, and he has recovered too thoroughly, even the side of crazy digression and disregard of the key points has also recovered! He hastily interrupted Lott's words: "My lord, I sincerely beg you, can we talk about something serious first?"
Fortunately, Lotterby listened to the persuasion in the past. "Okay, okay." He smiled at Burris, and then squatted in front of Odile, "Tell me briefly how you were arrested, and let me figure out a way. We have to get Siegfried and Odette as well." Get out."
Ogilia started from the banks of the Siwa River, and roughly described how they tracked down "Odette" and how they were subdued by unexpected forces.
After listening, Lot touched his chin and said, "Ojta has been deeply invaded. It should be difficult to completely separate Yriel's soul from him... Maybe I can try it before my strength deteriorates." , but it doesn’t work right now... In short, we have to find a way slowly. As for Odile and Siegfried, you are only blinded and your souls have not been fused, so it is not difficult to wake you up. Now you are awake , we're supposed to save Sigfer, but the problem is... I can't kiss him. Burris said that altar is not a good one, and I'd better not set foot on it."
Odile asked, "Is it okay to fly up?"
Boris replied for the Maharaja: "I'm not sure, but it's best not to try. In the usual definition, 'directly above' the altar is also considered to be in the altar."
"Then we can only get Siegfried out," Odileia looked at the red griffin, "let him out first, let's subdue him together, and then let the master kiss him."
Lot said: "Well, let's do it this way. However, my mouth is small and his mouth is big. I have to kiss something with a mouth to cast a spell successfully. How should I kiss the griffin's mouth? Just kiss a small part of it. , or do you have to kiss them all? Is there any way to force him to change into a human form?"
The girl replied seriously: "To be on the safe side, you'd better kiss all along the edge of the beak."
Burris looked contemplative, actually gritting his teeth, forcing himself not to laugh. In fact, there is nothing wrong with laughing, but... there are two creatures suffering on the altar, and there are many fellow mages fighting hard under the tower. It is not serious to laugh at this time.
But...but it's really funny! Looking back on his life, Burris has also faced many dangerous situations in his life. It is not easy to save himself from danger every time. He needs to rely on bold attempts, careful thinking, mutual trust and tacit cooperation between his partners... He has never imagined , one day I will stand in front of the unknown danger with my allies, seriously thinking about how to kiss the Griffin...
This is not the style of an orthodox adventure story, and a bard in his right mind would never make it up.
"Boris." Lott leaned over and whispered in his ear in a flattering tone, "Don't frown and be sad, they are my creations, not my children, and my morals have not been corrupted. Come on, I Need you, can you command those Odettes?"
Burris couldn't laugh or cry. Since the reunion with Lott, the troubles he encountered have changed in style, and all of them are not only sinister, but also funny.
Funny enough, Lott's plan is quite feasible. So, Boris manipulated the puppet in white again, and let them rush to Siegfried, trying to pull out the spike on his body.
While he was manipulating the puppet, Odile held the scythe again and stared at the altar intently, while Lot ran to the crenel and began to describe the battle under the tower vividly.
He said that a new army appeared in the distance. It was a cavalry team wearing silver armor and black robes on their shoulders. There were not many people, only about twenty people. Crescent and spiked brandy.
Hearing this, Boris was surprised and puzzled. Judging from the equipment, this team came from the Great Temple of Otarot in the City of the North Star, and they were not ordinary black-armored temple knights. They belong to a team that was just formed more than ten years ago. There are not many people, but all of them have outstanding abilities. The temple only calls them by numbers, and most people like to call them "Knights of the Silver Blade".
These young people not only have to receive training in the temple, but also receive special training from mage mentors. Not only are they good at military combat, but they can also master basic magic knowledge, use common enchanted weapons, recognize dangerous magic items and emblems, and have undergone training to resist illusions and mind control.
They are not spellcasters, but they know spellcasters very well. They are good at cooperating with mages, and they are also good at breaking down the weaknesses of enemy mages.
This team appeared extremely quickly because they did not need to cross the Khiva River and the rime forest. They have all been trained not to be dizzy due to teleportation. The mage teleported them to safe coordinates in the frost field, and they would be able to rush to the White Tower in no time.
Burris was surprised, how could the North Star City get the news so quickly? When the carnelian ring was shattered, even if Esther contacted the temple through Naylor, the group of priests had to hold a meeting first, discuss the results and then contact the North Star City, maybe the North Star City had to hold a meeting, Then decide whether the information is true or not... the back and forth, even with a crystal ball, would take a whole day.
Now that the Northern Star City sent out the Silver Blade Knights so quickly, it meant that they had already received the warning. Burris guessed that there was probably someone who noticed the anomaly earlier than himself. This person could either directly contact the temple, or know a more authoritative noble from a big country. So, before the carnelian ring was shattered, some people had already started to act.
Burris was very relieved. It can be seen from this that even if he does not participate in this matter from the beginning to the end, even if no one reports with the carnelian ring, Yriel's failure is only a matter of time. It is impossible for the Icefield White Tower to rise again.
Compared with Yriel, he was more worried about Odette and the ominous black eye above the altar.
There was a crackling sound, and Siegfried was freed. He struggled to rise into the air, turned around suddenly, and rushed in the direction of Lot and Odile. Fortunately, Ogilia was prepared. She summoned a cluster of black smoke-like incorporeal bodies, blocking the griffin's volley dash.
Seeing Siegfried's actions, Boris suddenly understood one thing: the goal of these creations was not to hurt Lott, but to capture Lott.
If Yriel had been here, he might have removed the spikes, allowing the three creatures to act with Odette's avatars. Their purpose was to force Lott into the altar, towards the thin point of the plane leading to the Black Lake.
But now, Yriel is trapped in a dimensional shield, and his soul cannot jump to other "Ojta". Presumably these spikes can't be dispelled remotely, so Yriel can't interfere with things here.
Thanks to this, Boris had the opportunity to control the man in white first, and then he and Lott slowly rescued the creation. It is much easier to defeat each than to resist the siege. If the three creations and a group of men in white rushed at the same time, even Lott might not be able to do anything.
Odile had already restrained Siegfried. Boris intends to cast a spell from behind the griffin, trying to suppress his movements. Suddenly, a chill came from the surroundings, freezing his dexterous fingers so that he could not bend them.
Burris was stiff and his heart almost stopped beating.
This is not the real cold, but the deterrence of the predators, a force full of hostility.
Relying on his experience in resisting confusion, Boris quickly regained his composure, but he still couldn't concentrate and couldn't complete the spell just now.
This fear has nothing to do with the size of a person's guts. As long as that power is on you, as long as it frightens you, makes you surrender, you cannot muster courage.
Boris saw from the corner of his eye that the man in white on the altar was disappearing.
After rescuing Siegfel, they returned to the standby state. They didn't seem to be moving, but in fact they were moving slowly and gradually gathered around Odette.
Now that Burris can control them, Odette can certainly regain control. This is Odette's instinct, and there is no need for Yriel's special order.
One by one, the men in white returned to Odette's body. After retrieving all the avatars, Odette moved, the spikes on his wings were still there, but the one on his belly had been shattered and gone.
Lott has already discovered the abnormality. Odile blocked the griffin for him, and he ran towards Burris as fast as he could.
But he is still not fast enough, he is not as fast as Yinlong.
The dragon's tail swung in a circular arc, stretched like lightning, and firmly wrapped around the mage beside the altar.
If the silver dragon wants to throw Boris away, Boris has a way to ensure that he is unscathed; if the silver dragon wants to hurt him with his hard tail, he can also break free before he is injured... Even if he can't break free, Lott will come to help he.
But Odette doesn't do that. With a shake of his body, he dragged Burris into the altar and threw him into the air.
The cloak fell off and landed on the edge of the altar, but Burris did not. The silver dragon's tail left him, and he began to fall toward the sky.
Seeing this scene, Ogilia, who was still fighting with the griffin, screamed. She had no energy left to worry about the mage, she was only shocked by Odette's tricks.
Now Odette and Siegfried both want to send Lott to the Black Lake. Odette was limited in movement, but had been watching them silently, and came up with such an idea.
When Odile was distracted, the griffin roared, and the elements of purgatory hit like a tsunami. Odile blocked the attack with the hovering incorporeal body, and she took the opportunity to retreat a certain distance.
She looked into the sky, and the dark spot seemed to move... It was a blink, she realized. The dark spot faded away suddenly, revealing the dark interior, and then closed immediately, returning to its previous appearance.
All that was left on the altar was Odette and an old brown cloak. Both the mage and Lothbald had disappeared.