Heart of the Castle

Chapter 228 The Source of Desperate Disaster
"Oh?" The dark green flames in Sirok's eyes flickered slightly, "Your willpower really surprises me, young man, the damage of magic backlash is not so easy to bear, you can not only bear it, but also be able to withstand it." Tenaciously trying to regain control of the fireball. But..." The lich stretched out his second bone finger and shook it in front of him, saying meaningfully: "In front of a master who is proficient in the art of magic, tenacious willpower alone is enough. It’s not enough to watch!”

The second bone finger flicked upwards, and Li Wei snorted, as if hit on the head by an invisible heavy hammer, his body sank down suddenly, and he knelt down on one knee.Bright red blood froth flowed from the corner of his mouth, dripping into the dust under his feet.

"...Those who are in charge of thunder, your prestige is illustrious, shocking the eyes of darkness, your loyal servant is here to plead with you, descend the power of the gods, and wipe out the evil!"

Priest Fallon's roar reverberated in the hall like thunder. His whole body was trembling violently. The skin of his hands had been scorched black by the electric light, but he was holding the divine emblem as steadily as cast iron. Point the tip of the emblem to the bone altar at the foot of Lich Sirok.

Like thousands of thunderclaps exploding together, the purple electric light gathered on Priest Faron shot out from the tip of the divine emblem, rushing towards the bone altar like a torrent.At the same time as the electric light erupted, a sharp rattling laughter came from an unnoticed corner. The hag leader Stiba waved the bone staff in the shadows, and a rain of ice blue light sprayed towards the witch on the skeleton throne. demon.In the other direction, Captain Els lowered his head like a mad bull, protected his body with a spiked tower shield, and charged towards the bone altar with heavy steps.

"Aren't you willing to admit defeat? Watching the hopeless struggle of ants is really a kind of entertainment that I will never tire of watching!" Sirok said, raised his other hand and patted the armrest of the Skeleton Throne lightly. An incomparably shrill cry sounded, and every human skull that made up the throne opened its black mouth wide, and let out a weeping sound that made the blood coagulate, joining the chorus of the dead.Following the shrill sound, a gray-white light emitted from the throne and quickly spread to the surroundings.Whether it's the torrent of purple electric light or the ice-blue light rain, when they come into contact with the gray-white light, they can only stir up layers of ripples on it, and then they are silently assimilated into the same gray-white light.

"This is...the death ripple!" An indescribably terrified cry came from the throat of Pastor Faron, and then he only had time to make one movement, which was to kneel down on his knees and tightly hold the divine emblem still lingering in purple lightning. stuck it to his chest.

The gray-white light swept every corner of the tower hall with lightning speed, and the exhausted storm priests fell down one by one, with distorted expressions, and the last prayer was always frozen on the tip of their tongues; His Panshi grudge resisted for a while, and then he was submerged in the gray-white light without making any sound.

The hag leader Stiba, who was hiding in the shadows, jumped out screaming, trying to escape from the third floor of the tower before the ripples of death touched it, but its footsteps just moved two steps toward the stone steps, gray-white The light caught up with it.

Stiba screamed one more time than the others, and then fell straight down like a rotten log.

The off-white light of the death ripples also submerged Li Wei in it. Perhaps the sacrifice of grudge does have some special effects in resisting the magic of the undead. It creaked, but it didn't immediately fall down like the others.He supported his body with the knight sword inserted on the ground, his eyes were burning with a light that refused to admit defeat, and through the barrier of gray-white light, he stared fiercely at the mighty Lich on the Skeleton Throne.

"This is the second time you've surprised me, young man." The lich Sirock glanced over, meeting Li Wei's gaze. The young knight immediately felt pain in his eyes, and the lich's gaze Like two cold sharp knives, they pierced deeply into Li Wei's mind.

"Your will and strength have been approved by me. If you are willing to throw yourself into the darkness and dedicate your loyalty and life to our lord, Kuximu, I will allow you to live and become my disciple." The lich's voice suddenly It rang in Levi's ears.

"Don't even think about it! Evil undead." Li Wei roared, but his voice was drowned in the high-pitched and piercing weeping trill, only he could hear it.

"Everything perishes, only death is eternal, even the gods have a moment of perishing. We sue the deceased as a loyal follower of Ku Ximu, the guide of eternal sleep, leading the world into the kingdom of eternal night without hunger and pain. This is not Evil, but the greatest good deed." The voice of the Lich Hirok continued to ring in Li Wei's ears, and with his voice, the originally violent disturbance, the gray-white light oppressing Li Wei's body gradually receded, condensing several A familiar translucent figure came.

"Turn into the darkness, young master Li Wei, you can live like that, or you will have nothing!" A somewhat wretched voice came from a short, thick translucent figure. Li Wei looked at the figure and recognized Out of the unique body type belonging to Babrupa.

"Babrupa, I can die, but I will never surrender." Li Wei replied while holding the hilt of his sword tightly. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and then stood up straight.

"My young master, wake up, we have failed! Priest Storm is all dead! Everyone else is..."

The sound flickered to a halt, and Babrupa's transparent shadow was split into two parts by the knight's sword shining with faint silver-white light.

Another translucent shadow floated over, Li Weiwei looked at the shadow's familiar burly body with his sword on his chest. "Wilps, did you...didn't persevere in the end?"

"I'm dead, Master Li Wei, but my heart is very peaceful and peaceful now. What Master Shirok said is very reasonable. Kuximo's Eternal Night Kingdom is indeed the eternal destination of all life. Now, please join us "Wilps' voice made Li Wei's expression stiff for a while, and the young knight raised his head, looking straight at the Grand Knight Commander.

"Wilps, what are you talking about? Have you already abandoned your belief in the Lord of Radiance and thrown yourself into the embrace of the dead?"

"This is not betrayal, but that I have found my true faith. Join us, Master Li Wei, and you will get the same..."

"Wake up, Wilps! Wake up from the evil control that manipulates your mind!" Levi shouted to interrupt the translucent shadow.

"I didn't lie to you, Master Li Wei, think about the time when I taught you swordsmanship..."

The translucent shadow suddenly couldn't continue speaking, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he lowered his head to look at the sharp sword inserted into his chest. "How...could...with your character, you won't..."

"You're mistaken, Wilpus is not my swordsmanship teacher." Li Wei explained calmly, and then the silver-white vindictive light suddenly penetrated into the shadow's body, and the shadow hissed loudly, and then exploded into a ball of silver fireball.

The figure in the black robe stood up from the skeleton throne, looking down at Li Wei with dark green eyes. "This is the end of the game," the lich's cold and hoarse voice contained a hint of anger that could be easily detected. "Let me ask you one last question now, young man, will you dedicate your loyalty to our lord Ku Ximu?"

"I will not offend the majesty of the Instructor of Eternal Sleep, but I will never bow to the distorted idol that you sue the dead believe in. This is the case today and every day!" Li Wei stood up straight, using all the remaining fighting spirit Poured into the knight's sword, the magical blade produced by the heart of the castle emits a bright silver-white light, just like the sacred flame that the legendary paladin masters can burn all unclean things.

"It's really amazing tough bones. It reminds me of those stubborn guys. Young man, I like your bones very much, because they are the best material for making the Skeleton Throne!" The bony palm pointed at Li Wei's body from a distance.

Following the Lich's gesture, the gray-white light of the death ripples suddenly regrouped and rushed towards Li Wei like a huge wave.

The silver-white sword light cut out vertically, splitting the oncoming gray-white light into two halves from the middle.Li Wei has put all his strength into this sword, and the body without the protection of fighting spirit is wiped by the aftermath of the gray-white light, leaving dead gray burn marks on the skin, and the skin around the burn marks is shriveled and cracked. It's like losing all moisture and elasticity in an instant.

But after all, this sword broke through the undead magic that was at the end of its strength.When the gray-white light finally disappeared in the hall, darkness shrouded the third floor of the tower ruins again, only the two green dots on the Lich's skull and the dim silvery white in Li Wei's hand confronted each other.

"The third accident, interesting, how many years have I not had this kind of experience? I really want to see what kind of delicious taste you will taste when you crush your soul little by little." The voice of the lich was quietly in the dark The reverberation carried an evil chill that pierced through the bottom of my heart.

"Evil undead, you can kill me, but I will never give in." Li Wei replied loudly, then he raised his long sword above his head, and a bluish-white light fell from the sky, cutting through the darkness like thick ink!

The clang of countless iron armors burst out from the bluish-white light, and the dark green flames in the Lich's eye sockets suddenly blazed brightly, and the surprised expression could hardly be concealed even by the skull face.

"What? This is actually a portal between planes!"

In the next instant, two crusader swordsmen with faint green grudges striding out from the bluish-white light. Behind them were several burly men equipped with halberds and chain mail and A large group of archers with longbows and grim faces!
(End of this chapter)