The Death of Minister Drost (5k)

Iver stared at each other with a serious and cautious expression.

The ritual of "Mirage" is not simple.

This is a large-scale ritual that can only be used by Ritual Mage's advanced profession "Grand Wizard".

The effect in the game is to make yourself and your teammates instantly invisible, and create a batch of mirror clones in the distance that inherit one-tenth of the attack power and can be manipulated at will.

The mirror clone cannot cast spells or use items, but it has no physical form unless it attacks. It only has entity for three seconds after launching the attack.

This thing is annoying, really annoying - it doesn't hurt much, but it's more annoying.

Not only will it always provide vision by following you around, but you can also taunt and talk trash. If the opponent doesn't have countermeasure skills, he won't be able to fight back.

If the back row is not protected, it is easy to be directly cut to death by several illusions; they can also take the initiative to attack and materialize to resist damage and resist some skills.

But Iver has a way to deal with them.

Because the essence of this clone is a curse, it can be dispelled by the ability to dispel curses.

What really gave him a headache was the identity of the other party.

Iver knows very little about this enemy - as the leader of Noble Red, this person has not even entered the book yet.

Noble Red is an early villain, so he can bully Avalon. When Avalon was gone, he was beaten three times by Xing Antimony, Iris, and Camelot... But he persisted until 6.0 and was not completely disbanded.

The only thing Iver knows is that this person is the real "God-blooded". As a direct descendant of Bear Angel, he has noble blood flowing in his body, and his ultimate goal is to imitate the former Arthur and win the position of Tiansi as a mortal.

... But now it seems that he is related to his grandfather Jacob Alexander? Seeing Iver purse her lips, Wolfram was in a happy mood.

As a giant, he is actually somewhat face-blind when looking at races such as humans and elves, and he cannot tell his age. Just like humans looking at dogs, apart from the general difference in breed, they can rarely tell the difference in appearance.

"Your grandfather Jacob was the mentor who taught me the profession of 'Ritual Mage'."

Wolfram said slowly, "My mentor..."

"... I don't know Jacob."

Iver was silent for a while and whispered.

"Oh, that makes sense. After all, your whole family is dead, orphan.

"But how did you know about this ritual? This is a ritual developed by the old man... Did he really leave behind some inheritance? Forget it, it doesn't matter. Since you said you don't know me..."

Wolfram said with a smile, "Then you probably won't care, your grandfather was killed by my curse, right?"

Iver narrowed his eyes.

The predecessor of Noble Red, one of the founders of Scaleless Hand.

Iver's grandfather, Jacob Alexander, died of typhoid fourteen years ago.

Now, he finally confirmed the cause of his grandfather's death.

Iver In the palm clasped on the armrest of the wheelchair, a red card appeared silently.

Grand Guardian stood slightly in front of Iver and whispered, "Don't be impulsive. Just like you said, they are just illusions - what's going on inside?"

"It's been resolved."

There was no emotion in Iver's voice, which was calm and frightening. "I have cured all the people who might have died, and killed those who tried to plant bombs."

"Jacob's grandson looks pretty good."

Another slightly shorter giant also didn't care about the life or death of those Demon Scholar, and just mocked. "It just looks like his legs and feet are not very good...

"——Could it be that you were injured by the curse flowing in your blood? By the way, do you know how your biological parents died?"

"Heh..."

Hearing this, Iver suddenly laughed.

He also took back the cards in his palm.

Instead, there was a burning flame between his fingers.

He spread his palms, leaned back in the wheelchair, raised his head slightly, and relaxed to reveal his neck and collarbone.

Iver sighed and looked at Noble Red with pity, "It turns out you don't know anything either..."

I don't know about Shadow Demon, nor Aleister. Don't even know about Professor Moriarty.

——It's just a relatively playable chess piece.

I saw a golden-red butterfly condensed and born from the palm of Iver, and stopped at the tip of Iver's middle finger.

At that moment, everyone's eyes were focused.

"It's not time to ask you for payment yet."

Iver said calmly, the butterfly slowly opened its wings and flapped its wings to fly. "Go away."

The butterfly flew up and cracked. Blooming like the sun.

The two giants did not dodge, but just watched the butterfly approach them.

——Because when Grand Guardian appeared, they knew that this operation had failed.

This is none of their business - Stibnite Person made it clear that no transcendent person from Fifth Level would arrive within an hour. Of course they didn't fully believe the woman's story and planned to end the fight within half an hour. But in just twenty minutes, Grand Guardian arrived.

It's better to test it out and see what Jacob's grandson is capable of——

"Is it this little butterfly?"

The smaller giant laughed and said, "It's really..."

Before he finished speaking, a gorgeous golden halo spread out around the butterfly with the butterfly as the center.

That is the light that can restore all distortions and curses to their original state.

When it shines on Grand Guardian, there is no warmth at all.

But the two giants suddenly ignited a golden flame - it burned quickly, like using fire to burn cotton soaked in wine.

In just an instant, their faces were burned into a blur, and only their limbs were burnt, leaving only their vague frames.

...Dedication Path's dispersion spell.

Grand Guardian felt the light and murmured in his heart.

With a heavy heart, he reflected on his lack of calmness and looked around him warily.

He was actually frightened by the illusion... no, to be precise, he was angered.

"Eye of Avalon" had obviously seen the truth, but when he saw Wolfram, he still lost his rationality for a moment.

Rather than saying that I was worried that he had used some means to enter Glass Island, it was better to say that I subconsciously hoped that he would come back and give me a chance to make up for the humiliation of the past. That's why he subconsciously denied the possibility of this being an illusion.

I actually need Iver to remind myself...

I'm still too young.

Grand Guardian, who is just in his early forties this year, thought sadly.

And when the light completely dissipated, the illusion of the two giants also disappeared without a trace.

Even the Crowd Dispersal Ritual and Energy Drain rituals that were running were dispersed by the golden butterfly.

——But what is unusual is that after losing the two giants who were the backbone, the men in red robes did not escape or fear.

After Grand Guardian appeared, they seemed to be offline and immediately stood motionless like puppets.

After the giant disappeared, they only paused for a moment, and then immediately began to cast spells on Iver uniformly.

They are all ritual spells that require materials and a lot of time. None of them are more difficult to cast than Third Level. However, the lethality is not low - if it hits Iver directly, he may be on the verge of death after only two shots.

... the devil of worry? Puppet curse? Or Enticement Demon? Iver's heart moved slightly, and he roughly guessed that they were controlled by the shorter giant.

No wonder they obeyed orders so neatly... and no wonder the two giants didn't feel sorry for them at all when they died.

It turns out that they are just a group of cannon fodder used as batteries and mobile magic circles.

——Forget it, it doesn't matter.

Cannon fodder is also experience.

As a group of squishy mages, they first sent out all their protective demons to suffer a round of death, and then stood still and read the output - isn't this looking for death?

If Grand Guardian is not here, then it is understandable. After all, it was difficult for them to take the demons with them when they retreated, so it would be better to give them away directly and save the materials and mana required for casting spells.

Law Mage's mana was burned out by them, and the supervisor's combat effectiveness was almost wiped out by two rounds of demons. They fired two more volleys, and almost everyone inside was dead.

Path of Transcendence, which has the first mover advantage, is very scary.

And Director Tai Ya, the only high-level transcendent, is simply unable to resist the two giant illusions - even if he has only one-tenth of the power, he is still the former giant berserker of Fifth Level.

"Can the remaining people be left to me, Mr. George?"

Iver asked softly, "I kind of... want to kill someone."

Around him, three crimson butterflies slowly gathered.

Probably because he wanted to vent his anger.

Grand Guardian thought to himself.

Although Iver suppressed it very well, he had just caught a hint of anger from Iver's tone and expression. He could also capture the true murderous intention from Iver's words.

However, now that the crisis has been resolved, let Iver vent its anger. These Demon Scholar are the ones who deserve to die.

Think of it as the other person's gratitude for reminding you to see through the illusion.

"You just do what you want."

So Grand Guardian put the long knife in his left hand back on his waist, took out his pocket watch that was exactly the same as the national emblem of Avalon, held it in his hand, and said in a deep voice, "I will protect you - no spell can hurt you in the slightest."

As he spoke, the pocket watch emitted white light.

Even though it was close to noon, the white light shone brighter than the sun.

"That's good..."

Iver murmured softly, closed his eyes with a sad expression. "Thank you very much, Mr. George."

But he became excited in his heart.

——I just failed miserably, and the boss agreed to help me gain experience! Then I won't let anyone go——

Iver made up his mind to use up all his Fire Attribute mana here, killing as many as he could.

And the other side.

Lily, who was wrapped by the shadow demon, also appeared silently at the door of Drost's cell after helping Iver kill the Demon Scholars inside Bureau of Supervision.

Demon Scholar is so vulnerable without demonic protection.

They didn't even use the protective ritual on themselves...Lily didn't even let the shadow demon take action. He just used Shadow Stealth's ability to kill them easily.

Iver can buy her little time, Lily must complete what she wants to do as soon as possible.

——Kill his biological father.

Her gray eyes stared at the old man who was as fat as a seal in front of her, with a complicated expression.

But Shadow Demon spoke directly and said in its deep and hoarse voice, "Long time no see...Deer Antler."

"...Aleister?"

Hearing this sound, Drost suddenly woke up.

He tried to look in that direction, but saw nothing.

Unlike the woman who was previously called "Blood Diamond", her body always exuded a hazy light like moonlight - even if he opened his eyes wide, he couldn't see anything from the place where the voice of "Aleister" came from. Even the other party probably couldn't see him, Drost still had a kind and cheerful smile on his face, "Mr. Aleister - or Miss? So you are here to save me this time?"

As he said this, his heart was slightly raised and he felt inexplicably nervous.

And he kept talking non-stop. "Thank you so much - by the way, how did you know my identity?"

"Of course Miss Gray told me."

Shadow Demon was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, so he chuckled in a low voice.

"Hui... is she also a young lady? It's so rude..."

Minister Drost looked ashamed, and at the same time tested the attitude of "Miss Aleister": "When I thought he was a young gentleman, I thought... he had some special relationship with Ms. Gray-Green... After all, Ms. Gray-Green does have this preference, I know..."

If the relationship between Aleister and Hui is not good, then she will mock or remain silent.

If their relationship is good, she will refute this speculation for the other party.

But "Aleister" just laughed, "I heard that you investigated me?"

"Indeed."

Drost made no secret. "This is necessary caution..."

"Whatever you say."

"Aleister" said, "Stretch out your hands and I will help you cut off Handcuffs."

"Okay-"

Drost is convinced that the other party is the one who rescued him. "You called in directly? What should Grand Guardian do?"

"He's not here because someone in the royal family died..."

"Aleister" He smiled and whispered.

The next moment, the shadow turned into a sharp blade.

Directly cut off Drost's hands.

He let out a scream and staggered back two steps.

"You——"

Drost said angrily.

But he just made a sound and stopped immediately.

He was silent for a moment, then turned into a humble and almost humble posture. "You really helped me cut off the Handcuffs that restrained me..."

"Just tell me if your hands are free. Anyway, it can be cured."

Shadow Demon smiled lowly and made a happy voice, "Come on, stretch your legs over. I'll cut off your shackles."

Drost hesitated this time.

"What," Shadow Demon said angrily, "Are you afraid that I will cut off your legs too?"

"That won't happen... I believe you..."

Saying that, Drost stretched his legs over.

He didn't have a choice.

Regardless of whether Aleister has a cruel personality or wants to take revenge on him for investigating the other party... he has no choice.

I can only swallow my anger for the time being.

Just wait until I get to Xingzhi...

Drost said bitterly in his heart.

I heard that Aleister is a woman? It's great that it's a woman... He knows how to torture a woman very well.

The next moment, he let out another scream.

His legs were also severed.

"You know how to torture a woman very well... Is that what you think?"

"Aleister" sarcastically said.

"——You can read minds?!"

Drost's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Unfortunately, I won't. I guessed."

Shadow Demon smiled lowly, "It seems I guessed it right."

For some reason, Lily, who was silent, suddenly felt that Miss Shadow Demon looked a little like Iver...

If it were Young Master Iver, he might do the same.

"Please, Miss, please spare me..."

Drost immediately knelt down humbly on the ground, regardless of the fact that his arms and legs were cut off, and endured the pain as he laid his forehead on the ground. "How about you chop off my head..."

Wait a minute, Miss Shadow Demon...

Lily suddenly said in his heart.

She wanted to know that she would be murdered by the other party... was it because she was an illegitimate child or because she was a girl?

Shadow Demon listened patiently to her words and couldn't help laughing.

"Give you a chance, Charles Drost. Your children, grandchildren... who is your favorite child?"

"Aleister" let out a cruel laugh and whispered, "You'd better not lie."

"It's my granddaughter...Surjani Drost."

Drost is uneasy.

"Why?" Shadow Demon asked.

"Because..."

Drost hesitated for a moment, then answered honestly, "Because she is also my daughter."

Hearing this, Lily closed his eyes. Suppressing the restless murderous intention in his heart.

"Hahahahaha..."

Shadow Demon laughed happily, "As expected of you, old man - then if I ask you to give her to me as a sacrifice in exchange for your survival. Will you agree?"

"... You are not Aleister?"

Are you a shadow demon?

Hearing this, Drost was suddenly startled and wanted to raise his head.

But just as he was about to raise his head, he was stomped hard on the back of his head and pushed back.

——Only demons ask for sacrifices.

No wonder she can read people's hearts... No wonder she is so irritable...

"So what?"

Shadow Demon said cruelly, "Give it, or not?"

"I give, I give!"

Drost said without hesitation, "I can give you everything! The entire Drost family can--"

Before he finished speaking, the foot on his neck suddenly became harder.

"... I understand."

A voice that should have been extremely gentle, but now a little hoarse, said, "You don't love anyone at all...Lord Drost.

"My voice, is it familiar?"

"Who are you...?"

Drost Can't remember who this voice is at all.

So he tried to answer, "Is it the real Aleister?"

Suddenly, an extremely thick black spiral spear penetrated in front of him, directly pushing him up like a flag.

"——If the young master wants to."

Lily said, "I can be."

The next moment, Shadow Demon's evil and crazy laughter sounded.

Amidst Drost's shrill screams, he was torn into pieces by the Shadow Demon starting from his limbs.

A big chapter of five thousand words! A total of 8,000 words were updated today, and I finished the plot in one go! Compliment the cat! (akimbo)