Chapter 437 Annan·Glorious Form

And when the giant was looking for his head everywhere.

Nicholas II is still refining at high speed.

"—Slightly. Mizang Mountain. Slightly."

He waved his hand, and a pale yellow shimmer flickered away.

Abandoning the high-speed refinement of chant, many spikes instantly appeared under the ground in the main valley.

These spikes are like living things, and they will spring up the moment they sense gravity-whether this can hurt Annan is another matter.

But that alone is enough to allow the blind Nicholas II to obtain a wider detection field of vision.

Used in conjunction with the small-scale, high-precision regional perception that comes with extraordinary perception, it can at least avoid becoming blind.

Because it is not known whether any traps were placed in the snow during the time when Annan disappeared, Nicholas II would be more inclined to stand still and passively fight back against Annan.

But also strange.

After Annan called the blizzard and blocked Nicholas II's sight, he never appeared again...

Can't even sense it.

This shows that Annan probably didn't even walk...

Suddenly, something flew towards him at a high speed, causing wind noise.

"—a griffin."

Nicholas read a sentence indifferently.

He stood still and did not move, the surrounding air was shaped into invisible claws of the lion lion in the blink of an eye, tearing up the atmosphere with ease, rolling up a wind blade that could be called a typhoon, and even blowing it away in an instant A road in a blizzard.

This wind blade alone is enough to split the city wall in an instant.

In the village, one of the dwellings was penetrated through one of the walls, directly tearing the people in ambush into pieces, and smashing the opposite wall together.

And this level of magic is just a living storm that can be aroused at will by a word that cannot be "omitted".

Nicholas II looked out along the blizzard that was briefly emptied...

It appeared to be a fragment of a silver coin.

--etc.

Nicholas II suddenly realized something, and his complexion changed suddenly.

He reacted—

The reason why Annan wanted to evoke a blizzard to block his sight was not to prevent him from using taboos to kill Annan, nor was it to create a tactical environment to attack him.

Annan didn't make a sound or move... It should be outside the range of Nicholas II's perception, preparing some kind of ceremony!

At this moment, the sky suddenly brightened——

Originally, the sky was gloomy and dark because of the snowstorm, but now it seems that something is shining directly above...

Nicholas II suddenly raised his head and looked towards the sky.

I saw a brilliance of pure silver, like a star rising into the sky... shining from the highest point of the sky.

It's like adding a silver sun.

——That was the promotion from Old Bread.

The ritual magic called "Darryl's Silver Flame Bombardment" cost Annan one hundred and eighty holy light marks that year - this was the most expensive silver knight's magic that Annan bought.

And at this time,

It is doing its part!

This magical technique requires at least five hundred silver coins, and it can be released safely within twenty kilometers.

Annan arranged the ceremony in that unnamed village—the silver coins needed for the ceremony were hidden from the pile of treasure that Nicholas II used to "bribe" the visitors.

Before he met Nicholas II, he had already completed most of the ceremony and put the silver coins used as positioning in his pocket.

The silver coin he threw to Nicholas II as a "hidden weapon" was the one used to locate the silver coin!

In order to find Annan, Nicholas II planted ground thorns around him, but instead became obstacles restricting his movement;

The silver coins he had left behind as a clever man had also been turned into fuel for the large-scale magic spell that severely injured him in an instant!

I saw a pure silver pillar of fire, like a waterfall of mercury, pouring down from directly above Nicholas II!

"--slightly!"

Nicholas II chanted loudly.

He didn't have time to use more complex guardian spells, so he could only immediately turn the ground around him into solid wooden vines, and quickly got out of the ground.

The "vines", which are as thick as an adult's thigh, rise high like a piranha and spirally close, wrapping Nicholas II in it.

The next moment, they began to spread rapidly upward against the silver fire.

Many vines are intertwined, forming a wooden tower like an auger in the blink of an eye.

And as they entwine and rise, they will become more powerful and tighter entangled with each other.

But when those silver scorching flames fell, the damp vines exploded in an instant!

The moisture was dried in the blink of an eye, the bursting flame burned extremely fast, the red fire light and silver were intertwined, and the surrounding air was distorted and blurred by the high temperature.

The falling blizzard was emptied in an instant, the water vapor was dried up, the frost marks on the ground melted, and the grass under his feet burned, turning into dry ashes in the blink of an eye.

The vines sheltering Nicholas II were completely burned out in the blink of an eye—but new vines surged up in the blink of an eye.

Rather, Nicholas II transformed the soil under his feet into vibrant vines instead of solid barriers, just hoping that they could continue to transform and regenerate continuously!

——It's not that the part that was roasted to death got a new life.

Instead, the new vines went up without hesitation—replacing the burnt part.

But even so.

Those vines can resist the fire, but it is impossible to resist the high temperature at the same time.

Nicholas II's skin turned red in the blink of an eye.

Like crabs in a steamer.

His pupils were filled with blood quickly, and his lungs were burned to the point of exhaustion.

However, the decree of [all diseases are not invaded] that he sang before kept him awake and immortal——

In the high temperature where the consciousness is about to be melted, and in the scorching hell where even closing the eyes can't protect the eyeballs, he chanted loudly while spraying blood from his mouth and nose:

"Mother of Cinders and Cinders! Awakened! Corolla of Heaven! Figs—"

And the wrapped vines are also fighting for time.

These were not newly refined creations by Nicholas II.

It is a new life that was catalyzed in the previous "slightly" sound.

From the very beginning of their birth, their sole purpose was to die—to give up their own lives and those of their kindred one after another, in order to protect the safety of Nicholas II.

——All beings are for me.

This is exactly the thought of Nicholas II.

Just like his attitude towards "artificial humans".

It is also the same as what he invented, 【Philosophy's Stone of Nicholas School】.

Although he had repeatedly stated in front of the spiritual monk that he hated violence and overly rough methods... But in this urgent situation, the choice Nicholas II can make is undoubtedly the most important choice for him. Instinctive way to deal with it!

What he hates is not violence, but "violence that he is not good at".

The silver fire is like a heavenly fire that saves or destroys the world, continuously pouring into the earth. The surrounding ground is constantly cracking, and scorching silver liquid surges from the cracked gaps, and it solidifies quickly at normal temperature.

The awakened giant demon kept backing away in fear, not daring to approach the "spiral tower in the light" in the middle.

And this scorching heat filled the air with an extremely pungent smell, completely dispelling the blizzard above the sky.

Annan was already floating in the sky.

A pair of wings of light protruded from the shoulder blades and waist behind him, one pair raised high to point to the sky, and the other pair drooped to cover his body.

Because it had been prepared in advance - Annan's shoulders and waist on both sides had no fabric, so this transformation did not break his clothes.

And the long hair behind Annan condensed into ray-like light tentacles, which were more than two meters long. They were divided into left, bottom, and right strands, which happened to float in the three gaps of the four light wings.

Annan's head is the fourth directly above.

He held the three-color scepter casually in his left hand, and the crystal ball on the head of the scepter and Annan's pupils had already turned into light.

Annan looked directly at the silver beam of light that could instantly blind mortals, and stretched out his right hand forward.

It was suddenly dark around.

All the surrounding light gathered together.

The bright silver light was restrained in Annan's hands, and it turned into a huge lightsaber at least three meters long in the blink of an eye!