The Secret Box of Death, in the eyes of some people, is very mysterious.

After all, this has many glorious achievements.

What makes the Shadow Thieves Guild, or more precisely, the very few people in the Shadow Thieves Guild proud, and only these people know...

Back then, they crushed Old Kelben's son and even harvested his soul, making it impossible for Old Kelben to resurrect his son. They used this "Death Box"!

However, if everything is mysterious, if you really have enough magic identification and can understand the mystery...

In fact, to put it bluntly, the so-called "death box" is nothing more than some spell casters who are accustomed to hiding their heads and tail. In order to maintain their mystery, or to avoid the possibility of exposing their identities, they cast spells directly from the air without being present.

, it is just a special spell-casting instrument specially developed to achieve the purpose.

What’s more, most of the time, this kind of telecasting spells has considerable limitations.

For example, the Secret Box of Death applied for by the special operations group of the Shadow Thieves Guild simply combines the corresponding magic with this spell-casting instrument in a manner similar to "making a magic scroll".

When the instrument is opened, the caster hidden behind it will use the corresponding spiritual will to activate and control all the magic written in it.

In comparison, during the time of Earth's Lost City, the talisman masters joined forces to break through the barrier of Earth's Lost City, forcibly kidnapped Halast, and teleported him away.

"Box", I don't know how mysterious it is.

Of course, after being exposed, it sounds like there is nothing surprising, but not just anyone can make such a spell-casting instrument.

More, the magic prepared in it...

Plamon has always been very generous in this regard, and when used on the members of the Black Staff Tower, he would not even frown. Of course, since he had already transformed into a lich, he had nothing to frown about.

Ninth level spell - Shattering Palm!

Ninth level spell-soul binding!

Powerful and terrifying magical energy surged out in a short period of time, first the invisible giant hand of the force field, and then the deep fluctuations of death, all of which were controlled by Plamon, locking "Lila".

location.

He knows what Leila is capable of.

If the raid fails to achieve the effect, the Death Box will probably be useless.

But... Laila is already under his nose. No matter how small the probability is, how could Plamon ignore it?

Besides...

"Try her first!"

"If it is true that she has arrived in the Red Kingdom, and the old guy and Malchor are in Tethyr and Karinsey..."

The real body is still on the fragments of stars in the sky, and endless malice is surging in Pramon's cold soul flame.

Since he had completed forcibly stealing the secrets of Hellast's magic gate, it would be much easier for him to return to Waterdeep than before!

If these three people are not in Sham Shui...

"Then it's up to you, please do it again..."

"Um?"

Just at this thought, Plamon's heart suddenly jumped, and his soul instinctively shivered. It was through the crystal ball that he projected his will to the "Secret Box of Death" and then manipulated the spell. At this moment, it was actually

Suddenly out of control.

Even……

It comes from the soul, a sudden feeling of being spied on!

His eyes suddenly changed.

Someone is actually prophesying and ascertaining his whereabouts, and even... they are actually penetrating his spiritual protection!

And the power of will that was faintly pointed at his soul...

"King of Red!"

"He captured the projection of my will and used it as a medium to conduct reverse exploration!"

After all, Plamon is a true legendary master, the most outstanding student in Kelburn for thousands of years, and even better than Malchow. With almost an instant reaction, he realized what was happening over there.

The green dragon intervened!

Faster than expected and more powerful than expected!

Just this moment of confrontation...

Plamon already had a feeling that they were both magic masters among the dragons, but the gap between Cang Lan and him seemed... a bit huge!

"Nosy guy!"

"Just wait! When the dragon goes crazy, I'll take it with you in your underground lair!"

With a cold snort in his heart, Plamon did not dare to neglect his hands. On the one hand, he was withdrawing the projected spiritual will, completely giving up the control of the "Death Box" spell, and on the other hand, he was immediately deploying the base's own defense layout.

It is strengthening the anti-prophecy and anti-detection effects.

Countless spiritual lights shined within the base, and the blue arc light turned into dense lightning snakes, shrouding Plamon within it like a magic barrier.

At the same time, before he could turn around in time, he called out for help and pointed at the illithid lich: "Rillayan, Illusion!"

Illithids are naturally good at psychic powers, and Rillayan's origins are even more mysterious. Even Plamon doesn't think he can compete with this illithid lich at the level of psychic spells.

Of course, he doesn't need to be very powerful in this regard. After all... the lich has a natural immunity to psychic effects!

Almost most of Rilayan's psychic powers are ineffective against him.

However, being ineffective against him does not mean that the green dragon can also be immune. In particular, the will detection projected by the green dragon is basically just some trivial thoughts!

"Who is it? He can actually make you..."

Ruila Yang also cooperated. On the one hand, he quickly constructed a "real illusion" with his powerful spiritual energy, and on the other hand, there was a slightly strange color in his dead and cold eyes.

He has cooperated with Shuangyin for a long time and has always admired the abilities of this legendary archmage.

But now, with the base's defensive layout bonus, he is actually at a disadvantage. Do you still need his assistance?

The person opposite...

Just as he was wondering whether Plamon had directly resisted his former teacher, Rilayan, who was still constructing the "real illusion", hadn't even finished asking, let alone waited until Plamon

response.

Suddenly, the expressions of this strange lich and Plamon, who was trying his best to defend and resist, both suddenly changed drastically!

"Damn it!"

There was uncontrollable anger in Plamon's eyes.

As soon as the angry shout came out, an emerald green luster suddenly appeared in the cold and flaming eyes.

An indescribable majesty came at the same time, coming from within Plamon's soul.

Whether it is a lich or an illithid, they all have the innate ability to be immune to psychic effects, but when this emerald green light leaps out, when the indescribable majesty comes through...

The souls of the two people, especially Plamon, who was directly radiated and corroded by it, had their spiritual power severely suppressed.

This is... actually penetrating the psychic immunity brought about by his lich essence!

Moreover, Plamon clearly still has feelings.

The spiritual will he projected into the "Secret Box of Death" could not be taken back for a while, for fear that it was blocked by the green dragon.

It was through this consistent spiritual power that the Green Dragon's spell locked his soul through the crystal ball in reverse.

Moreover, this spell...

"The legendary control technique that incorporates the power of the dragon!"

For a moment, he was furious, and for another moment, he vaguely judged the inner meaning of the spell on the other side, and Plamon was a little bit lucky again.

Fortunately, what he used to project the "Death Box" was only a small amount of willpower.

Fortunately, his true form is among the stars in the sky.

Even if the King of Red blocks his projected will, the power of magic that can be radiated in reverse must first be affected by the intensity of that will, at least it must not be unable to bear it and completely collapse, and secondly

...and the directional crystal ball in his hand!

The "power of domination" that controls the soul is endless, but at least for now, it cannot break through the strength of his will.

Plamon, who had calmed down, gently touched the crystal ball with his bone claws.

The arc of deep blue lightning suddenly flashed, the destructive power of ice and lightning intertwined, and the crystal ball instantly shattered countless ice crystals.

The connection between his soul and the Secret Box of Death was completely severed.

The "power of domination" that was continuously radiating was suddenly disconnected.

However, he was still not relieved.

There was still that solemn look in Plamon's eyes.

He could sense that that person was still trying to figure out where he was!

Even...even though the most direct route was cut off due to the destruction of the crystal ball, the "control technique" over there could not be directly dropped from the air.
To be continued...