Secretary of the Devil's Castle

The gathering of magic power lasted for 1 minute, and the coalition army had already rushed to the position 500 meters outside the city wall. Various magics continued to bombard the middle of the army, reducing their number and constantly destroying their formation. Afterwards, Tifan Ni let out a breath, and a pure white ball of light the size of a human head passed through the "cannon barrel" composed of four magic circles of different colors, and fell in the middle of the army.

The white ball of light fluttered to the ground, it seemed to be completely weightless, but the moment it landed, the ground with a radius of tens of meters collapsed instantly as if it could not bear the pressure, and then the balance of the ball of light was broken, there was no sound In the absence of breath, it rapidly expanded into a huge light sphere with a diameter of hundreds of meters, and after a burst of colored flashes, several huge light spheres of similar size appeared beside this light sphere, and these light spheres were still expanding.

When they came into contact with each other, the balance was broken again, the speed of the light sphere's expansion increased instantly, and then merged with each other, turning into a huge storm that swept across several kilometers, lying in the middle of the battlefield.

"call……"

Tiffany took a breath, and put down her staff with trembling arms, "Well, it's probably almost there."

"Well, you did a good job. It seems that playing hard didn't make your spellcasting ability drop too much."

Tiffany's eyes widened as she heard a familiar gentle voice behind her.

Ender patted her on the shoulder, continued to walk forward, and then stood at the front of the city wall.

"Okay, next, let me end this farce."

Chapter 62 The Abnormal Truth

"Miss Patty, thank you for your invitation."

After getting off the carriage, Fatalia gracefully raised her skirt, which was perfect in terms of etiquette, while Patty seemed to be a little excited and wanted to rush up, but her slightly cowardly character still made her stop. Stopping this thought, he just pinched his sleeves on the spot and showed a bright smile, "Well! Welcome, Your Highness Fatalia!"

Fatalia beckoned, motioning for Favna and Tan to follow, and the carriage was led away by the waiter of Patty's house. Patty walked briskly ahead to lead the way, and opened the door one step ahead of the waiter. A heavy and dark aura rushed over.

"Oh shit."

Tan En let out a sigh from his chest, and Fatalia asked curiously after hearing it: "Teacher Tan En, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, Your Highness Fatalia, I'm just a little shocked by the atmosphere here."

Tan En quickly explained: "The soul fluctuations in this place are very strong, and it is full of every corner. It is somewhat similar to the Demon King's City... No, it is even more exaggerated than that. It may have generated something similar to animism. But it’s probably just a sign.”

Animism...

Fatalia raised her eyebrows in surprise. She had seen similar concepts in books. Some land or objects lived with intelligent life for many years, and they would be affected by the latter's magic power and soul power—mainly It is the power of the soul—contaminated, and then something like "generated spirit" is born. All the items with self-awareness in the Demon King's City are all this kind of thing, and if a certain number of generated spirits are fused under certain chances, As a whole, the so-called "pan-spirit" will be born. Pan-spirit can also be understood as an extremely powerful generative spirit. Generative spirit and pan-spirit are the same in essence, and both objects produce souls. However, pan-spirit is a certain amount of generation A collection of spirits, its power will naturally include those generated spirits that are integrated with it, and if this castle generates an animus, then everything in this castle will be controlled by it.

"That's really impressive."

Patty, who was walking in front, moved her ears, "Huh? What are you talking about?"

Fatalia shook her head, "It's nothing, your house is quite big."

"Well, it can't be compared with the Demon King's City..."

Patty scratched her cheek in embarrassment, while Fatalia shrugged, showing no signs of embarrassment.

Viscount Sharp's castle is actually not big, it can even be said to be relatively small, it can almost be said to be a house that looks like a castle, and it is about 20 meters away from the top of the tower. It has an ancient atmosphere Looking at the front, there are many places that need to be repaired from the outside, and recalling the situation in Sharpe, Fatalia immediately knew why the castle looked a bit dilapidated.

After all, Sharp's main source of income is agriculture. This small territory is supported by farmland, and there are only a few small villages living in it. Although it is relatively close to the Demon King City, the geographical environment It's not very good. There is a mountain range in the east, and it's not convenient for business, so the Sharpe has been poor. However, as the lord, the Viscount Sharpe is not a villain. He often cuts taxes for the people. After all The villagers don't have much food at home.

Recalling the documents she read when she came here, Fatalia followed Patty into the castle hall, and she saw the gloomy man standing in the middle of the hall at first sight.

Perhaps because of his bloodline, he looks about 28 or [-] years old, with pale skin, handsome appearance, and a feminine beauty. He wears a dress with red and black accessories, his hair is combed into a big back, and his scarlet eyes It seemed that there was always a shadow lurking, and there was a lingering smell of blood coming from his body. He bowed politely, and said in a rather gentlemanly manner: "Thank you for accepting my daughter's invitation. The land is honored, Your Royal Highness. Originally, I should have prepared a stylish welcome ceremony for Your Highness, but unfortunately, my subjects cannot afford the extra consumption. Please forgive me, Your Highness. I forgot to introduce myself, My name is Unoel Sharp and I am Patty's father."

"Hello, Viscount Sharp."

Patty was startled when she heard her name suddenly. She looked at her father and then at Fatalia. Her fingers moved restlessly, but after a moment of hesitation, she still didn't speak. Unor glanced at it. Patty's cold eyes that had been hidden all this time finally softened a bit at this moment, "Then, Patty, treat Her Royal Highness well, and...have fun."

"Ah? Hmm!"

Patty nodded vigorously, then turned to look at Fatalia, hesitated for a few seconds and pointed to her room with her hands in front of her, "That... Your Royal Highness, let's go?"

"Yes, Miss Patty."

Fatalia nodded, and followed Patty with Favna into her room on the second floor, while Tan stood in front of the door like a sculpture, at first glance it looked like a Decorative knight armor.

Unor was still standing in the lobby on the first floor. He looked at Tan En on the second floor with gloomy eyes, and turned away after a while.

And Tan En also noticed Unor's gaze, but he didn't care about anything, even if this Viscount Unor Sharp had some bad thoughts about Her Royal Highness, it didn't matter, after all, the magic power reaction in Viscount Sharp's body was only third-order The standard is only a little better than the current Fatalia, and it is far from even Favna's opponent, let alone Tan En.

Compared with this, Tan En is a little concerned about the powerful soul reactions everywhere in this place. Although the soul power here is very strong, it seems that there is no sign of animism, let alone animism. What is the situation?

……

The storm of spells that spread thousands of meters finally stopped at this moment, and there was only a huge circular pit with a diameter of hundreds of meters left at the location of the spell cast by Tiffany, and all the objects in it had been broken down into basic parts. Magic power, and the storms transformed by these magic powers almost wiped out everything on the ground, and only a very small number of powerful existences survived the violent storm of magic power.

"As expected of a tenth-level great magic, Tiffany, you have improved again."

Ender praised, but Tiffany's mouth twitched, "Although His Majesty the Demon King said this, I am very happy, but you can't open your eyes and tell lies. I gave you this level of magic 70 years ago. I've seen it."

"Tiffany, your wording is a bit imprecise. After all, I still don't have such things as eyes."

Ender pointed to his dark eye sockets with only two spots of red light, corrected them seriously, then smiled softly at Tiffany's choking appearance, and then opened his arms towards the enemy , "Let me think about how to cook them, should I keep the whole body?"

Tiffany gritted her teeth and was about to say something, but Ender spoke again, "I think it's better not to stay, it's useless anyway."

Far more complex than what Tiffany had depicted before, and a large number of earth-yellow magic circles emerged around Ender, but the magic circles that spread out have reached the order of [-] meters. These magic circles of different sizes are connected to each other, and the earth-yellow magic circles The talisman culture is a chain that binds each other, and the layers are transformed into a huge structure that changes endlessly. The complicated changes almost give people a splitting headache at a glance, and the terrifying magic power contained in it is even more heartbreaking. .

Under the oppression of the huge magic power, Tiffany, who was close at hand, was almost unsteady. She was forced to kneel on the ground, panting with difficulty, but she looked at Ender's back with incomparable fanaticism.

The same as the division of strength, magic is also divided into different levels. Magic tricks below the first level are called tricks, not even magic, low-level magic from the first to the third level, intermediate magic from the fourth to the sixth level, and magic from the seventh to ninth level High-level magic of the tenth level, great magic of the tenth level, super magic of the eleventh level, and divine domain magic of the twelfth level.

Generally speaking, the power of magic is not completely linked to their level. If it is a skilled spellcaster with enough magic power, even a first-level fireball technique can use the effect of a fourth-level pyroblast technique, but Undoubtedly, the higher the level of magic, the greater the lower limit of its power, and the spell that Ender cast at this time is the twelfth-level God's Domain magic!

"call--!"

Ender exhaled a puff of white smoke, and the terrifying magic circle structure had also been discovered by the coalition forces. They were terrified by Tiffany's spell before, and they were naturally terrified when they saw such a huge magic circle. Both of them were scrambling to escape, but it was too late.

"Big crack."

Calmly say the name of this spell, which is far simpler than Tiffany's high-speed chanting method. This high-speed chanting method will reduce part of the power of the spell, but as the magic of God's Domain, its power is already excessive!

The earth literally split open.

Countless pitch-black cracks covered the ground in front of the fortress, and then these cracks expanded and disintegrated within a few breaths, falling into darkness, and the large number of rock formations that should have existed under the ground disappeared, leaving only the light that swallowed up everything. The dark abyss, and this abyss not only engulfed the light, but also the falling earth and rocks, and the soldiers who screamed in panic were also absorbed into the body, not only that, the flying soldiers were also captured by a terrifying gravitational force , fell into the dark abyss like a bird with broken wings.

There was no longer a living thing in the field of vision, and the disintegration of the earth stopped, and then the rocks on both sides quickly closed, smoothing the terrifying abyss, and returning to its original state, but the army that was on it had disappeared.

The silence lasted for a few breaths, and then there was a roar of carnival like a tsunami. Tiffany also had a joyful smile on her face, but Ender's face remained unchanged - partly because of his skull and missing facial muscles He is not supported to express such complex emotions, and the second reason is that he can still feel the magic fluctuations from afar.

The attack on the fort this time was only a small part of the combined army, and there were more main forces standing by in the rear.

Ender stroked his chin, his eyes flickered, and asked Tiffany in a low voice, "How is the situation of the noble army?"

Tiffany understood, and replied: "Your Majesty, the noble army is currently divided into two groups, one of which is staying in the fortress, and is as exhausted as the soldiers, but the other has been carrying out travel notes, presumably they have Physically strong enough."

"Well...then inform them and start attacking, and I will cooperate."

"I understand what you mean, Your Majesty the Demon King."

Sivis, who was stationed outside the city, frowned while cooking broth, and took out a crystal ball from his pocket, on which was written a message sent by Tiffany just now.

"The coalition army's attack has been blocked, and our side is about to counterattack. Please cooperate."

"Oh……"

Sivis squinted his eyes, then stood up and patted his already somewhat tattered luxurious clothes, "Gentlemen, it's time to attack, this time it's not to interfere with the battle, the fortress has already started to fight back, they want us to Cooperating with the action, it must be much easier than before, and it is another great achievement! Then, gentlemen with noble blood, let us eat the military exploits that have come to our door!"

Those nobles who looked a little tired got back on their horses, shouted all kinds of slogans, and greeted their knights. Their condition was not so good, but under the urging of their master, they still took up their weapons and prepared to fight.

Seeing this, Sivis squinted his eyes in satisfaction, and sat down again to cook his own broth. A nobleman drove his horse to Sivis curiously and asked, "My lord, won't you come with us?" ?”

Sivis showed a ferocious smile, "No, I'm the Duke, there's no need to compete with you for these achievements, I'd better drink my broth."

"Lord Duke..."

The nobleman thought that it was Sivis who was merciful and gave them the credit for the easy work. He was a little moved, and then drove his horse to catch up with the people in front.

Sivis squinted his eyes and took a sip of the broth. He didn't have the good intentions to give others credit for the easy-going credit, but he simply thought that this operation was a bit dangerous. After all, the main offensive force of the coalition forces in the previous harassment operations Attacking the fortress, but the situation is different now, if they take the initiative to attack, they might hit the main force of the coalition army, which would be dangerous.

Sipping on the broth, Sivis looked up at the place where the nobles left, counting the time in his mind, reckoning that they had probably already started fighting the coalition army, and then a piercing beam of light appeared over him In the field of vision, after a while, there is a gust of wind and a loud noise like thunder.

The broth in Sivis' hands was overturned out of surprise. He stood up and looked in the direction of the coalition army with his mouth wide open, completely unable to understand what happened.

At this time, Ende, who was flying high in the sky, looked at his results and nodded in satisfaction. Naturally, he couldn't destroy the entire coalition army by himself, but this yet another spell from God's Domain had already caused enough damage, and He also "accidentally" affected the noble army a little bit under his control, which also caused their number to be wiped out, which is completely enough.

But this is the biggest gain.

Ender lowered his head and looked at the soul in his hand who had just been pulled out of one of the demon kings to torture them why they united.

It is artificial.

Chapter 63 Accidental Discovery

Artificial souls... artificial souls again?

Ender fell into deep thought as he looked at the fake soul that was not original but constructed in his hand. He inexplicably thought of the werewolves who attacked Fatalia a year ago. They were also man-made souls, and just like this soul, It was infused with hatred against the Keynesian Empire—yes, against the Keynesian Empire, not Ender himself. I don't know who did it.

However, this also answered one of Ender's doubts, that is, who has such powerful soul magic attainments and can control such a large number of demons. You must know that different from ordinary people, the souls of demons themselves carry negative factors. To touch a demon's soul is to corrupt it, let alone manipulate it.

And the more advanced the demon, the stronger the negative factors in his soul. Although it is not uncontrollable, it is not a small burden for himself or others, let alone a devil-level character. Well, this has nothing to do with the strength of the controller, it is purely because the soul of a mortal cannot bear so many negative factors, and will be tortured to the point of madness.

But artificial souls are different. At this time, what is in the bodies of those demon kings is not their original souls, but artificial souls stuffed in. These souls have been injected with false memories, and the Cairns Empire is the highest priority In this way, there is no need to bear the interference from the demon soul, and it can cause enough trouble to the Cairns Empire.

That being said, it is possible to create the soul that drives the body of the demon king, and it can also clear their original soul... The person behind this should not be underestimated. It must be an extremely powerful spellcaster, at least not Weaker than Tiffany, but also has hatred for the Cairns Empire.

But maybe it won't be too strong, after all, the strongest person in the replaced soul is no more than ninth rank.

Ender rubbed his chin, if he is not weaker than Tiffany's enemy, he can still name a few people, but if anyone among these people can create such an exquisite artificial soul... then Ender is really Unable to speak.

Forget it, the mouse tail will always show itself.

In the end, Ender gave up searching for the possible enemy in his memory. He looked down at the horrible pit below and the chaotic army outside the pit, and then withdrew. The remaining demon kings had been reduced by more than half , the rest, leave it to his soldiers, he still needs to restore his magic power, after all, releasing two twelfth-level God's Domain magic in a row is still a bit tiring.

At this time, the soldiers in the fort finally shouted and rushed out of the fort to clean up the battlefield instead of Ende. Some of them were impatient and even couldn't wait to open the door, and jumped directly from the city wall. Their demon king had already reversed the situation for them , now is the time for them to bring victory to their demon king.

The 300 years of war has filled the entire army of the Cairns Empire and even the whole country with a fierce spirit. The perennial war has made everyone so adaptable to war that they enjoy the war. The God's Domain magic tore up the formation, and the combined army couldn't even do a decent resistance, so it was easily torn into countless pieces, and then swallowed into the army to digest.

Although the overall number is still dominated by the coalition army, after Tiffany's big magic and Ender's two gods' magic, the coalition army has been defeated and easily dispersed, and the follow-up reinforcements from the empire are also coming soon. Added that, on local battlefields, the empire is often superior in numbers, and the coalition forces can only be shredded and wiped out.

It's just that the noble army doesn't have such good treatment. They exist as the private army of the nobles. Even if their personal strength is not low, most of them lack experience in such a large-scale melee battlefield. Thirty percent, and they had already started to attack before Ender released the second God's Domain magic, and the defenders of this time fortress naturally didn't keep up. The aftermath of the magic released by Ender accidentally spread, and it was only at this moment that there was a slight respite.

"Viscount Johnny! Where is Viscount Johnny?"

"Viscount Johnny has been divided into two halves! Who can tell me where Earl Joance is?"

"He's under your bastard's feet—the biggest piece is under your feet, to be precise."

"This is not the battlefield full of glory I expected..."

"My hand...damn it, I can't feel it anymore."

The battlefield was in chaos, and Grand Duke Sivis on the other side had just closed his mouth that had grown out of surprise, his back was already wet with cold sweat, and his eyes were trembling, "The devil is not fighting with the United Army. As the main target... no, maybe it is, but the effect of that magic is definitely to affect the nobles, and he wants to clean us up!"

Grand Duke Sivis's eyes were bulging, he didn't even care about the overturned broth, his teeth were gritted, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"He started to attack the nobles, he finally started to attack the nobles, but I'm not ready yet, damn it, what to do, what to do..."

……

"How to do?"

Fatalia looked up at Tan En, who was beside her, and said in a low voice, "Have you noticed anything unusual in the territory or the Viscount?"

Tan En replied in a muffled voice: "I didn't find anything wrong, Your Highness Fatalia, although they lost contact in the east, it is not certain that they will disappear in the Viscount of Sharp, and the leader of the Sharp Although it is very close to the hinterland of the empire, it is actually not a suitable place to enter the eastern region, but...it is a bit suspicious that there is no one from the Sharp collar."

"Ah, that's true. I'm not sure whether those people who entered Sharpe Territory had an accident on the road or encountered an accident in Sharpe Territory. Both possibilities are very high. Starting from Sharpe Territory, we need to intercept and go from the hinterland to the east. It’s not a difficult job for someone.”

Fatalia looked at Patty who was squatting on the ground carefully trying to pull out a small white flower in the distance, and said thoughtfully: "In the final analysis, it is because the way of information transmission is too backward, and it is completely unclear what they are doing. Where did the accident happen, after returning, we have to find a way to improve the relevant system."

"His Royal Highness! Here you are... Ah, did I interrupt your conversation?"

Patty held up a bouquet of wild flowers, and ran towards Fatalia bouncing around. Seeing that Fatalia and Tan En were talking, she couldn't help but lighten her steps, and asked cautiously, seeing Fatalia Ya tried to soften her expression and tone, and then said: "It's okay, Miss Patty, it's just a small talk, but... you want to give me this bouquet of flowers? Didn't you collect it so hard?"

Patty rolled her eyes, accepted Fatalia's words very easily, and then showed a bright smile: "Yes, Your Royal Highness! This bouquet of flowers is specially prepared for Your Highness! After all, Sharp collar is not very rich We don’t have much to offer. After thinking about it, I still think it’s most appropriate to give flowers to Her Royal Highness. Although the weather has become cold recently, this kind of words can also bloom in severe cold! "

"is it?"

Fatalia leaned over and sniffed lightly, a little floral fragrance wafted from the tip of her nose, it was a kind of cold fragrance, with a hint of indifference, but it was not annoying, "You really have a heart, Pa Miss Tee."

Hearing Fatalia's praise, the smile on Patty's face suddenly became brighter. Seeing this, Fatalia didn't say much, but raised her head and looked at the endless farmland.

Because the time has come to December, the weather is already relatively cold, but the field is still green, and the cold-resistant root crops planted before have sprouted and branched, which makes this place look like winter. On the contrary, it is like spring when all things are revived, a scene full of vitality.

Gently wiping the stones beside her, Fatalia sat down on it, looked at a green field with her chin dragging, and then asked casually, "Miss Patty, what kind of father is your father?" people?"