sjar Chapter 1100: The Battle of Witches and the New and Old Northern Kings
Chapter 1100: The Battle of Witches and the New and Old Northern Kings
Looking at the Northern King who stood up with an extremely terrifying aura all over his body, who had obviously used some secret method to temporarily return to his peak, facing the other party's questioning, Lin Yu could only smile again.
How could he know what Lugu was thinking?
After all, he was just improvising as a Xia Jin master just now - according to Lin Yu's observation, in the Black Swamp Realm, masters are all very arrogant and outspoken.
The same is true for the human race of Xia Jin, or it should even be said that it is "especially so."
Therefore, Lin Yu's words just now were just to establish his character and mock Lu She. He really didn't know that the King of the North actually still had the ability to make a comeback.
but……
After this incident really happened, Lin Yu was not surprised.
After all, a top expert like the "Northern Territory Witch King" being seriously injured and barely surviving, but actually still having a trick up his sleeve, might be unexpected in the Black Swamp Realm, but for Lin Yu...
I have already tasted enough of the various works.
Ever since Wang Chongyang hid in the coffin and attacked Ouyang Feng, it has almost become a convention that top masters will always leave themselves at least one opportunity to counterattack.
Regardless of whether the other party has it or not, you always have to be on guard against this.
Even apart from virtual works, Lin Yu had similar personal experiences before: after he killed Ershi, the other party came to his home not long after.
Anyway...
Although it was unexpected, Lin Yu was still able to remain calm.
"Well, I'm not quite sure what Lugu-senpai thinks... Perhaps you can ask him in person when you have the chance."
He said this casually, and the Northern King laughed softly.
"Haha, you humans are such good at joking... It's just right that you're here to watch. My remaining strength was originally intended for Lugu - just watch for him and see what he's missed!"
The Northern King said this, then leaned on his scepter and turned his gaze back to his favorite disciple - at this moment, Lu She's expression was extremely solemn.
"Liao She, I told you, if you think you've surpassed my peak, then prove it to me." He raised the scepter, pointing the sharp end at Liao She. "Now, I'm giving you this chance."
Lu She stood there, silent for a moment, and then he also held the bone staff level.
"Come then, Master—I will prove to you that I have gone further in the art of witchcraft than you have."
The Northern King said nothing, and responded to his disciple by slamming down his scepter!
"Boom!"
The scepter struck the high bed, making a dull sound.
At this moment, an extremely complex floating totem pattern composed of red and iron colors appeared behind the King of the North. The style of the totem was extremely rough, like flames and volcanic eruptions.
The moment the totem appeared, the temperature in the medicine shop, which was already as hot as a steamer, rose again, with heat waves surging and even more violent hot breath spewing out - the originally invisible "witchcraft" even took a rough shape at this moment due to the distortion of the air - above the medicine shop, right above the head of the King of the North, a ball of hot and condensed air rolled like a real small sun.
The steel ground was heated to the point that it burned one's feet. The liquid medicine in the pot evaporated rapidly, turning into wisps of green smoke!
Near the air mass, even the steel beams began to deform, as if they were about to be melted by the heat wave!
"Ten suns high, the sky burns, the virtue of fire flourishes, the past is like a sin—the grass and trees wither and burn!"
The ancient voice sang a hymn-like spell with a strange rhythm. With the high bed where the Northern King stood as the center, everything around him turned into a crumbling gray-black color, like charcoal or ash, with a pungent smell.
It was as if it skipped the process of "burning fiercely" and directly presented the result of "burning".
Apparently...
This is the witchcraft of the Northern King!
The "burned" charred ashes spread rapidly, attacking the position of Luan She, as if to cover it as well.
Lu She did not dare to neglect the powerful witchcraft cast by his master. He raised the bone staff, and the two curved white horns and the bone staff emitted a faint iron light at the same time.
The iron-colored light enveloped Lu She's entire body and also gathered into a totem behind him - it was also based on the shape of flames, but the details were completely different from the totem behind the Northern King.
The flames wrapped around some square shapes drawn with neat and thick lines, with debris represented by short lines next to them, like steel being cast in molten fire!
As the temperature rose, the color of the iron slowly changed, revealing a faint golden hue—and the steel blocks and iron ingots also seemed to be "smelted into gold."
The two powerful wizards spared no effort in competing with each other with powerful witchcraft. The elves who had retreated to the edge of the pharmacy quietly watched this battle of witchcraft, this battle that could determine the ownership of the throne, between the old king and the challenger who might become the new king.
The two were in a stalemate, and hot air waves continued to dissipate outwards.
"Boom--!"
The first dull knock sounded - coming from the sword staff of an Eldar sorcerer.
Then...
"Boom!"
The second tone follows in response.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
More and more wizards began to rhythmically beat their swords and staffs, as if beating drums to cheer for this silent battle.
The heavy voice was almost in sync with the heartbeat, and the golden light on Lu She's body became more and more intense, as if his whole body was covered with a layer of golden gauze.
The Northern King's hands trembled slightly, but he still spoke in a steady voice.
"Luo She, my most outstanding disciple—it seems that you have never looked down on me... This is a sorcery specially prepared for me, specially prepared for today, right?"
"Of course, Master," Lu She said quickly, panting as he responded, "You said Lu Gu knows you better than I do... I don't think so!"
"Because I also regard you as my rival—and I have served you for decades longer than he has, and studied under you for decades longer!"
After he finished speaking, he turned the bone staff upside down and shouted loudly!
"Hum——!"
There was a sound like bellows blowing and flames exploding and sweeping, and the golden light on his body shone brightly to its peak.
The totem behind him also changed - large areas of gold dyed the flames, and golden threads ran through the totem pattern, as if real gold had been refined and was shining brightly!
"exhausted!"
A crisp sound rang out, and those withered images rolled back, forced back to the side of the Northern King...
Even on the body of the Northern King and the totem behind him, golden threads appeared and twisted and tightened.
"laugh!"
Blood gushed out from the old body of the Northern King, but the blood was much thicker than that of ordinary people, dark red with a hint of deep black, and dripped onto the ground like tar.
"Clap!"