Among all the nine-level single-target killing spells, the effect of this spell is among the best.
If he is hit by the Law of Death without any means of countermeasures, even a ninth-level spellcaster will be doomed.
Unless the caster is not human and has extremely strong vitality, which can resist some of the effects of the death order.
As a nine-ring spell, there should be very obvious fluctuations in magic power when cast, making people alert in advance.
But in the hands of Harris, this nine-ring spell was almost silent and without warning.
After a very brief verbal command of death, the spell has been cast.
The word "death" came into Isaiah's ears, and her mind suddenly went blank. The whole world was spinning, as if covered with layers of thick black veil, and there seemed to be countless demons and ghosts roaring and screaming at the same time in her ears.
Her eyes, which were originally bright and colorful and still exuding gorgeous misty colors, lost their color almost instantly and became gray and lifeless.
"Isaiah!"
Matthew, who was not far away, had a sudden change in his expression.
In addition to him, the high-ranking spellcasters belonging to the Golden Alliance Army did not hesitate to cast various healing or protective spells for Isaiah.
However, it has no effect.
In Isaiah's eyes, the focus of the pupils gradually dilated.
The surging magic power belonging to the Nine Rings Archmage stopped operating at this moment.
Just for a moment, the Nine-ring Master of the Illusion School, who was originally the core pillar of the Principality of Alva, also stopped breathing as his magic power stagnated. Under the gaze of more than twenty high-ranking spellcasters of the Golden Alliance Army, he seemed to
Birds with broken wings usually fall from the sky to the ground.
Her breath of life has been completely cut off, and her whole body is filled with the rotten air of death.
The body from the inside out, including the spirit and body, is eroded by the magic that commands death.
The originally youthful and beautiful appearance suddenly became old because it lost the maintenance of its own magic power.
Wrinkles and gray hair begin to appear.
Matthew, who also belongs to the Principality of Alva and has a very good relationship with Isaiah, has splitting eyes.
"Isaiah!"
Matthew roared in grief and anger.
Still maintaining the form of a golden dragon, he swooped down, stretched out his dragon claws, and lifted the Archmage's figure as it fell to the ground.
Matthew carefully shook Isaiah's body, but did not get any response.
He took out the treasured high-level magical scroll and tore it open without hesitation.
The holy white energy sank into Isiah's body like raindrops, quickly expelling the rotten death breath from her body. However, the law of death did not only affect the body. The precious magic scroll could heal her body, but it could not save her.
live.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you want to save someone who died in my hands?"
Harris smiled sinisterly.
Legend is a huge threshold.
Legend-level spellcasters have penetrated and understood the true workings of magic. Through extraordinary wisdom and understanding, they can directly manipulate the energy in space and personal bodies, and instantly cast spells below legend level.
To a legendary spellcaster, reality is a fragile, something that can change.
Harris did not recite the incantation. He just looked at the Archmage who was held in the claws of the golden dragon, and his whole body suddenly glowed with a green and pale light.
The next second, the green beam instantly penetrated the space and shot at Isaiah's dead body.
This miserable green light beam was extremely fast, exceeding the reaction of everyone present and leaving no one with time to stop it.
Nine-ring necromantic school spell·soul binding!
Harris stretched out his thin, bone-like fingers and gently hooked them.
The pale green light that immersed itself in Isaiah's body flashed and left the body in an instant. However, when it was separated, there seemed to be a female figure with a frightened face in the light beam.
That is Isaiah's soul.
"No!"
Matthew roared, the golden dragon's wings shook violently, and chased towards the pale green beam that bound Isaiah's soul.
But as soon as he moved, the beam of light flew back to Harris's hand and turned into a small ball of light.
"The soul of the Nine Ring Archmage, a good thing."
Harris' evil eyes glanced at the furious charging golden dragon, and then he sucked in the light ball fiercely.
In the wisps of light, the Archmage's soul was fragmented and entered Harris' body.
"Oh...that's what it feels like."
"The feeling of youthfulness, muscles, blood, skin.........my body is back!"
Harris let out a creepy moan of comfort, and the blue fire in his eyes became a little more intense at the same time.
His withered muscles and withered skin originally looked like a mummy dug out of a grave.
But after absorbing the soul of the archmage, the muscles squirmed slightly and became full. The withered skin without a trace of blood also became a little more shiny, and even the skull-like head grew some flesh and blood.
"Haha, I will absorb all your flesh and blood and souls and turn them into my essence. This immortal body will be reborn!"
Harris's harsh voice became a little thicker.
But the evil intention in it is not weak at all, and the malice contained in it makes the high-ranking spellcasters present feel hairy all over and break out in cold sweat.
Immediately afterwards, the furious golden dragon did not notice that the dead Archmage slowly opened his eyes, but there was no trace of the wisdom in them as before, and instead there was a lifeless look, like a puppet's eyes.
Eight Ring Illusion Spell·Soul Tomb!
The magic power in the Archmage's body started to circulate again, and the first target of attack was the golden dragon Matthew holding himself.
At this time, Matthew had already approached Harris for more than fifty meters, opening his dragon's mouth, with hot dragon's breath brewing in his mouth.
When he noticed something strange about Isaiah, he was slightly startled and lowered his head with a happy face.
"Great, Isaiah, you're not dead!"
However, what caught his eyes was a pair of lifeless eyes.
Immediately afterwards, Jin Long's brain felt a stab of pain, as if a red-hot steel drill had been inserted into it and stirred wildly.
ah!
The golden dragon let out a painful cry from its mouth. Unable to control itself in the air, the golden dragon traced a golden trajectory and hit the high iron and stone wall with a bang. The huge impact made the ground and the high iron and stone wall tremble violently at the same time.
The golden dragon that fell to the ground kept rolling and slowly turned into a human body. After just a few seconds, it finally became motionless.
"An eighth-level mage dares to challenge me!"
"Giving me your weak soul is what you should do!"
Harris' violent and evil eyes swept across Matthew's body.
The soul-binding technique stirred up the soul, and he immediately ate it in one bite, causing Harris's shriveled body to bulge slightly.
And Matthew's body stood up unsteadily again. Like Isaiah, his whole body was full of lifelessness and there was no trace of consciousness.
High in the air, Garen looked at the scene happening on the ground, feeling chilled in his heart.
The situation is changing so fast that it's almost dizzying.
Two high-ranking spellcasters, a ninth-level mage and an eighth-level mage, died one after another in less than thirty seconds.
There is almost no resistance at all.
This terrifying creature emerged from the shadow of Timo's caster, with an aura of death, fear, and coldness lingering all over his body.
Lich.
It is also a legendary lich formed by the transformation of a legendary caster, a double legend of the undead and the enchantment school.
He used the nine-ring spell with ease, and it was almost effortless.
Garen did not expect that he had just thought about what would happen if the ancient silver dragon transformed into a dracolich, and now he would meet a genuine legendary lich.
And he is obviously not a ruthless character who just entered the legend.
“It’s not a good place to stay for a long time!”
Garen had a decisive idea and said in a deep voice to Rowell and Gresha: "This lich is a legendary creature and is very dangerous. Get out of here quickly."
As he finished speaking, his body turned into a silvery stream of light and he was about to run away.
Rowell and Gresha were not stupid either. When they realized that something was wrong, they followed Garen, like two flames across the sky. The black dragon and the green dragon were a little slow to react, but after seeing this, they It flew at full speed.
At the same time, Harris raised his head, teeth clashed, and smiled sinisterly.
"The body of a true dragon is an excellent tonic. Are you able to leave?"
"All living creatures present today have no other choice but to merge with me and become my power!"