Soul of Burning Steel

The black mist of the box of Erebos is indeed extremely resistant to spells. This has been confirmed in the underground ruins of the Orc King’s Court. When the underground mist spreads, apart from a few special spells, Basically no mage could contain its spread, so everyone had to pay some price and sealed it in a white crystal box that had the effect of isolating all negative energy.

Where does the weird anti-magic power come from? This is indeed a mystery. The second research group of the Imperial Royal Mage Association has been trying to solve this problem after applying for the research right of the Erebus Box. Unfortunately, there has been no success for several months. Their only result. , It was discovered that positive energy and holy light, such energy with purification ability, can slightly curb the spread of black mist, and to some extent weaken it slightly.

But no one will know that the black mist will be ‘angry’ because of the shining light.

Will the mist be angry? This sentence is inexplicable, but it is the case.

Star Pendant 833, one early summer night, on the Avenue of Truth in the Imperial Capital, around the Mage Association, the black sea of ​​fog was raging and surging, as if it was boiling, and the black waves were undulating as if they had life. He slapped towards Robzek's location.

This wave is full of momentum, and the force contained in it seems to be able to crush the entire street. The harsh sound burst produced by the torn atmosphere reverberates over the imperial capital, disturbing countless people who are sleeping.

"Good fellow."

Robzek narrowed his eyes slightly. The paladin's body and spirit had already been tempered to an extraordinary level in the long battle and meditation. At the moment when the sea of ​​fog was boiling, he was ready to deal with the attack. With the waves of fog hitting at supersonic speeds, the Extremely Yi-level Paladin took a serious step forward. He raised his left hand, and the sacred rune turned in his palm.

"shield."

As soon as the concise and powerful voice fell, a silver-white semicircular light curtain quickly unfolded around it, covering Robzek and the street behind him.

【Holy Words·Barrier】

The moment the black wave hits the mask, it is bounced away by the blazing light, and the counterattack of the holy light fragments the black mist, and the violent shock wave spreads in all directions, knocking out the surrounding houses and streets. Large pits, and hexagonal grids supported by runes emerged on the surface of the mask, appearing indestructible.

"Let those city guards evacuate quickly! This is not a place for them to stay!"

In the mask, the old mage gave orders loudly, ordering ordinary people still staying around to evacuate as soon as possible: "Block the nearest three blocks, send someone to inform Nostradamus and Your Majesty!"

——When these two make a move, no matter how weird Hei Mist is, it will be completely resolved.

After hearing this instruction, the other wizards did not hesitate at all. They immediately went to evacuate the people and used spells to notify Nostradamus. Upon seeing this, the gray-haired wizard's complexion was slightly relaxed, but there was still a trace of badness in his heart. Premonition.

The loss of control of the box of Erebos was like the last demon sacrifice incident. It was a serious mistake. The demon incident caused several senior officials of the city defense army and the imperial guard to be demoted or transferred to idle positions. The loss caused by the Mage Association’s mistake this time was greater than the demon incident, and the punishment would undoubtedly be greater. Maybe several team leaders will be removed from their posts and the association’s budget will also be reduced.

But the white-haired mage’s worries are not because of this. He is not from the second group. The other party’s mistakes have nothing to do with him. Even if the punishment is not severe, the reason why he has a bad premonition is because of the black fog before. The strange and sacred song that came in.

That was not the real voice, but the spiritual reverberation that directly reverberated in his mind, and the voice that appeared in his heart over the barrier of the will of a golden peak archmage was definitely worthy of increased vigilance.

"Eh————Lah, Eh————Lah————"

As if conforming to the old mage’s thoughts, a small and clear singing came from the black fog. Robzek and the old mage opened their eyes together. The two felt a terrifying sense of crisis at the same time, but they didn’t know it came from What is born.

"What is this—"

The words of doubt were not finished yet, and the paladin spirit who was maintaining the barrier of the Holy Word suddenly fell into a trance. He felt a strange voice in his mind whispering. This voice seemed to come from far away, trivial and scattered, it Intermittently, as if they were speaking, and as if they were praising, this song should be part of a sacred tribute, but it couldn't make people feel at ease, only a distorted, dizzying nausea.

For this reason, there was a slight error in the operation of the holy light, and a gap appeared in the flawless silver-white mask.

But the black mist that was originally dissipated by the Holy Word barrier suddenly violently violently, it violently crossed the gap of the light mask, and penetrated into it, and neither Robzek nor the white-haired mage seemed to be petrified, and was unresisted. It swallowed.

"Captain Moore!"

"Master Robzek!"

The other mages and the church knights who had just arrived from not far away saw this scene and exclaimed in unison. The man who had just used the communication circle to inform Nostradamus, the young man named Vera The mage looked angrily at the black mist that had gradually calmed down after engulfing the two, and his face was full of surprise.

The white-haired mage known as Moore is the leader of the third research group of the Royal Mage Association, and he is also his mentor. The old man has a strength close to the extreme. Although the black mist of the box of Erebos is strange, but It would never be possible to defeat an archmage at the peak of gold so easily.

The church knight on the side was even more surprised. Robzek's strength was stronger than Moore, he was in the realm of extreme intentions, and as a paladin, his resistance was definitely higher than that of a wizard of the same level, but this time At the same time, the two of them were swallowed by the black mist without any resistance, which was incredible.

Even the army of monsters in the Plaguelands can't do this.

The sound of rapid footsteps came from the other side of the street. It was the sound of the people evacuating in a hurry. Thousands of residents of the imperial capital were violently awakened from their sleep. The wizards used spells to half-force the group to leave their own. A dwelling, away from the dangerous black mist.

Under the protection of several church knights, a beautiful woman with long platinum hair and black blindfolds also came near the Avenue of Truth. Her arrival made other bewildered church personnel around them regain their spirits and get rid of them. After the confusion caused by Robzek's being swallowed by the black mist, these knights who had found the backbone again quickly came to the side of the long-haired woman.

"Master Saya!"

A knight who saw the Paladin fighting the Black Mist and was swallowed bowed to the nun named Shaye. He whispered and concisely reported: "Master Robzek fought the Black Mist and failed unexpectedly. Now Engulfed by it, whereabouts are unknown!"

"I know."

A soft and ethereal voice sounded, Saya nodded slightly, and calmly replied: "Keep the scene well, don't let the black mist spread... Robzek is fine, his life's fire is still burning, steady as usual."

"Yes!"

Upon receiving the order, several church knights quickly went to the edge of the black fog. At this time, most of the people had been evacuated. Except for the black fog, the entire Avenue of Truth was left with empty houses and streets full of potholes. Together with each other, assuming the magical circle of magic, although it is likely to be of no use, it can be delayed for a while.

At the same time, Saya turned her head silently, and she looked in the direction of the black mist. Although her eyes were covered by blindfolds, this seemed to be unable to block the woman's sight. Looking directly at the calm black mist, the nun's expression changed slightly: "It's not the existence of the mortal world... The box of Erebus, what exactly is inside..."

As time and space waved, what Joshua and Nostradamus saw when they came near the Royal Mage Association.

A huge and weird mass of black fog that occupies most of the block is entrenched in the center of the street. It has a huge volume of hundreds of meters long and tens of meters high. Although it seems to be a mist that dissipates as soon as it blows, it is actually A bottomless collection of dark energy, but what is amazing is that neither the warrior nor the old mage felt any obvious negative energy reaction.

Around the mist, a dozen church knights and the mages of the digital association joined forces to block it and the surrounding streets. They were trying to form an array, preparing to seal the black mist in a certain area.

"……a bit large."

Nodding slightly, Joshua had to admit that the black sea of ​​fog in front of him was indeed a bit bigger than he thought. He frowned and said, "I thought no matter how exaggerated it was, I would swallow a few houses, Nostradamma. Master Si, this is not just a level of experimental error."

——This is simply an experimental disaster!

"...What a shame! Where's the Hasselblad?!"

After Nostradamus saw it, he was stunned for a while. He was very familiar with the terrain around the Mage Association. At a glance, he knew that this black mist had completely wrapped the entire Royal Mage Association—by Joshua. When outsiders saw such a scene, it really made Nostradamus, who is the president of the association, a little bit awkward. Suddenly, the old mage reprimanded angrily: "This old thing, he has caused such a big trouble. But disappeared?! Shame, leave the association soon! Where are the Muirs? At this point in time, he should be in the association, why is there no one!"

"Let me take care of such a big mess, what is the use of you!"

And a young mage who was trying to set up a pattern noticed the noise behind him. When he looked back, he was shocked that all the staff in his hand fell off, but for the time being, he could not take care of it. The young mage immediately moved towards The position of Nostradamus came.

After seeing this young mage, Nostradamus's complexion looked a little better. When the opponent came to him, the old mage seriously asked, "Vera, what's the matter? You reported to me. At that time, I didn’t say that the black mist had spread to this point! And where is your mentor Moore?"

"Mr. President! I don't know about this!"

Although the young mage was a little nervous and flustered, his report is still logical: "I was experimenting with my supervisor, but suddenly there was a huge crystal cracking sound in the second underground research room. The instructor felt that something was wrong, so Terminated the experiment and asked me to go out and see, the result..."

"The mist is spreading, right."

Interrupting Vera's words, Nostradamus turned his head to look at the black mist, his eyes squinted, and his expression was vaguely scary: "Hasselblad, he must have violated the experimental regulations. That's right. The time limit is coming soon. As a result, his prestige will plummet—a short-sighted idiot!"

"Go on." He nodded slightly and motioned for Vera to continue.

"Yes it is!"

After swallowing his saliva, the young mage followed up with what happened next. For example, Moore summoned all the other mages who were still in the association to terminate the experiment, quickly evacuated, and took the lead in preventing the spread of the black mist, but because of the black mist The anti-magic power was not very effective, and just as the situation deteriorated, Robzek, the leader of the church mission, came to help Moore temporarily suppress the black fog.

Speaking of this, Vera’s expression was puzzled: "It is clear that Mr. Robzek has completely suppressed the black mist, and the Holy Light does have a restraining effect on it, but the black mist suddenly erupted, to the teacher and Robzek. Mr. K launched a counterattack—then, the two of them were as if petrified, and they were engulfed by the black mist!"

The last paragraph of the narrative was a bit vague. The young mage’s tone seemed to be self-doubt. He even felt that what he saw was an illusion, but both Nostradamus and Joshua who listened silently could understand it, because This is indeed a very unbelievable thing, no one would have thought that a paladin at the extreme level and an archmage close to the extreme would actually be planted in the hands of a strange black mist.

And there is no resistance.

——This thing is a bit powerful.

Joshua nodded thoughtfully. He turned his head to look at the calm sea of ​​fog, thinking that the ability of this thing was not the same as the ones in his memory, and the powerful monsters related to fog, those monsters. Although powerful, it is definitely not to this point.

And just such a glance made the soldier's expression stunned. He seemed to have discovered something, and then his expression changed slightly, looking solemnly at the bottomless darkness.

On the side, Vera and Nostradamus continued to communicate. After confirming a few details, the old mage took a deep breath: "There is a mist of life... It seems that we are all wrong, Erebo The Box of Si is not a box containing the sacrificial artifacts of ancient races, but a phylactery similar to the Lich, which carries the sacrificial ancient-part of the life of evil."

When talking about evil things, Nostradamus paused slightly, but in the end he firmly defined this definition: "It caused great damage, and even led the second and third groups of the association, and The casualties of the leader of the church mission, Robzek, can be destroyed if necessary."

"Do not."

A soft voice sounded from the back of the old mage: "They are not dead. Neither Captain Robzek nor the mages you mentioned are dead~www.novelmtl.com~The fire of their lives is still there. Exuberant, just cast a shadow."

Surrounded by several knights, the woman with long platinum hair walked slowly towards Nostradamus, Joshua and others. Her eyes were blindfolded, but her face was precisely facing the two of them. This woman Slightly shook his head and said, "Although this mist is weird and highly corrosive, it can't kill those strong people so easily. If we move quickly, we can rescue them."

"...Gledon Abbey, great nun of the Second Battle Order, Saya."

Recognizing the identity of the other party, Nostradamus did not do much politeness. Now it is not the time to pay attention to etiquette, he straightforwardly said: "The leader of the church mission Robzek has also fallen into the black mist, but Looking at your expression, it seems that you are not very worried."

After a pause, the old mage changed another statement. He frowned and asked seriously: "In other words, do you have any solution to the current situation?"

Nodding lightly, the nun named Saya was about to speak, but she suddenly turned her head and looked at the old mage's side.

That is the location of Joshua.