Travel through time and become a member of the Warhammer Empire

From the words she spoke, it could be heard that the black magician named Featherin seemed to know Mousse.

Considering the long lifespan of the elves, perhaps the two had a certain friendship before Windlo was born.

However, the friendship between elves is not friendly, but more of hatred.

Feselene's words also caused Mousse to be puzzled, as she had not been in Naggaroth for a long time.

After he became an adult, he worked as a sorcerer for a while before entering the formal dark elf military circle. He slowly climbed to the position of the Lord of Dread with his own strength and skills.

It was just that after that incident, he lost most of his strength, and even now he hasn't recovered even half of his former level.

As for the sorceress, this is even more nonsense.

The Lord of Dread himself hates magic and mages, so it is naturally impossible for him to have a personal relationship with anyone.

Perhaps it was family ties, but Mousse still remembered that his Norristel family had no allies or friends outside.

"When the Huns invaded the northern fortress, I remembered your name, Mousse Norrestel, a coveted existence."

Mousse had a little impression of the Huns' invasion of the northern fortress.

When she was still a Dread Lord, she fought against the invasion of the Huns in the north, and of course she had the help of other Dark Elf troops.

But remembering the name of a sorceress is obviously impossible.

At the same time, the intuitive experience that the sorceress named Featherin gave Mousse was not hostility, but a more special existence.

"You must like me, right?"

"You guessed it right."

I saw that Featherin's other hand had already pinched Mousse's mouth, making a pouting expression.

The latter was very surprised and wondered why he couldn't break free from his restraints.

Even after being weakened, the Dread Lord's power far exceeds that of the Sorceress. There is no way he can be controlled by such a powerless guy.

The cold wind blowing from Feselin's mouth made her realize that this was the power of dark magic.

As a dark sorceress, Featherin can naturally use all kinds of dark magic.

With just a little spellcasting, you can summon a cold wind that is as cold as that of Naggaroth.

This terrible cold wind cannot cause serious damage at close range, but can only make the enemy feel a bit cold.

Mousse, who is also a dark elf, naturally knows that this spell called Bone Chill is not intended to cause damage, but to inflict frost bites on the enemy, thereby reducing its movement speed.

He felt as if his body had been completely frozen, and his previously swift attacks could even be blocked by the sorceress after being slowed down.

Then came the Cruciatus Curse. As for Featherin, she certainly knew the taboo words related to Mousse. Just reading them aloud could make the former Lord of Dread feel a sharp pain in his chest.

At this moment, he couldn't even lift his arms, and had no way of hitting Featherin with his fists.

The most crucial thing is that this terrible black magic called Cruciatus Curse can make the person who is cast unable to fight back for up to one minute after knowing other people's taboo words.

"Windlow!"

Although the movements of the hands and feet were restrained, the mouth was not completely covered.

In desperation, Mousse could only shout out Windlo's name loudly, asking the imperial merchant to start the rescue immediately.

Of course, Windlow didn't just stand there and watch, although he was in a daze for a while at the beginning.

However, after regaining his senses, he immediately stretched out his right hand towards Featherin, and then clenched his fist.

Through the training and teaching from Izeshi, he gained a deeper understanding and knowledge of magic.

Also know how to more fully develop your abilities.

Stretch out your right hand towards the target, make a fist, and bend your body slightly. You can then absorb the magical power of others at the fastest speed and efficiency, and even absorb the magical effects.

But the distance between Feselin and Mousse was too close. If she absorbed the magic, all the magical effects on the two people would be absorbed.

In a short while, there was already a lot of frost on his clothes.

He successfully absorbed the bone-chilling cold wind from Mousse into himself.

Although he could absorb magic skills into mana, the frost condensed on his clothes could also continuously output low temperatures.

In less than a moment, I felt my arms getting cold and my whole body was shaking.

What a terrifying dark magic, its power is so amazing.

At the same time, he was still absorbing the magical wind from Feselin, and the sorceress was quite powerful, and even discovered Windlo's special skills in the shortest time.

"Absorbing the wind of magic? Ha! Humans' understanding of magic is still very good! I have seen your structure. The thing that absorbs the wind of magic is called the Light Magic Vehicle, right? But how do you absorb it?"

This sorceress named Featherin was quite knowledgeable and even knew about the existence of a special chariot called the Imperial Light Chariot.

The Light Magic Vehicle is a masterpiece of the Empire's wizards. Its greatest feature is that it can absorb the surrounding magical winds and disrupt the surrounding magical winds, making it difficult for enemy wizards to cast spells.

Although Windlow's ability does not come from the Light Magic, the functions of the two are basically the same when it comes to absorbing the wind of magic.

Featherin guessed Windlow's ability immediately and came up with a solution in just a moment.

"The power of darkness."

His clenched left hand suddenly hammered towards his heart. This was the most terrifying power in dark magic.

Directly utilize the unstable power in the Chaos Realm to charge your spells and skills.

As a price, the caster will suffer all kinds of terrible damage while gaining the wind of magic.

At this time, Windlo was still unconsciously absorbing the magical wind from Featherin, and then even absorbed the power of darkness.

There was an immediate sharp pain in my chest, and I was half-kneeling on the ground in an instant.

Featherin and Windlow were now suffering from the same injuries, but the former was already accustomed to using the power of darkness to absorb the pain brought by the wind of magic, and did not even frown.

The latter was sweating profusely due to the pain caused by this strange side effect, and even lay completely on the ground with his body showing signs of spasms.

Although Windlow knew that his body was not hurt at all, the pain was very real.

Under the severe pain, let alone attacking, even standing up from the ground was a luxury. He could only keep calming his breathing and force himself to adapt to the pain.

At this moment, Mousse has lost all support and is also under the binding magic, leaving him with no ability to fight.

Featherin's face was getting closer and closer, and she even stuck out her tongue.

"Come on, let's kiss"