my demon

In the dark and huge dome window, the light is dim.

Flocks of scavenging birds flew over outside the window, perched on the bare branches in winter, looking into the window with bright eyes.

In the gorgeous but gloomy hall, the torches on the wall are burning with evil green flames, and the wide porch is covered with countless bones.

Blood flowed throughout the hall, and a strange frozen coffin was enshrined in the center of the hall.

The bottom of the thick ice was soaked in thick blood, and the thick smell of blood filled the barren hall.

In the four directions of the ice coffin, four sleepy boys and girls were hung by chains, their blond hair was hanging down, their faces could not be seen clearly, only an endless stream of blood flowed through their white and naked bodies, gathering at the toes , drop by drop fell on the talisman array on the ground.

The scarlet talisman array glowed dark red, flickering like a heart beating strangely.

A sorcerer wearing a dark gray cloak stood on a high platform. Behind the gray cloak was a striking dark green glowing snake and skull emblem, marking that he was an alchemist.

He raised his head slightly, revealing a thin and pale face, condescendingly chanting a mantra:

"Calling the clouds that cover the sun, ringing the knell of destruction,

Shadows enveloped the earth.

Heed the call of your most loyal servant:

with blood, with glory, with death

Tyrant of Howling Icefields, Lord of Twilight Towers, Lord of the Dead,

Please come to this world at my request!

Recapture your glory!

Pain burns in flames, the soul of the Lamb is tormented;

This is--

The beginning of the end! ! "

A hoarse and gloomy voice echoed in the empty hall.

The strange talisman suddenly burst into a grand and dazzling light, and the ground cooled down rapidly, covering it with a layer of silvery white frost, freezing all the viscous dark red flowing blood plasma.

The air became icy cold, and snowflakes were formed out of thin air, spinning rapidly.

In the center of the ice coffin, an ice-blue dark vortex was rapidly spinning, and the screams and terrifying echoes from the endless void echoed in the hall.

The alchemist on the high platform held a bone staff, looked at the center excitedly, and roared into the void vortex: "Successful! The summoning was successful!"

A group of men in luxurious robes next to him looked at the wizard, and they all saw the void vortex with anticipation.

Endless bone chains pierced the ice coffin on the ground with a biting cold wind from the void, and the thick ice coffin burst open, countless ice slags splashed in all directions, and thick snow haze rose from the ground, covering the A cracked ice coffin.

A huge golden phantom shrouded the ice coffin, and everyone seemed to only see the phantom like a god. The god had long golden hair and cold golden eyes. General suffocation.

The golden phantom suddenly entered the ice coffin in just a split second.

Countless platinum-gold star-shaped flowers grew out of the snow haze, blooming continuously on the frozen ground, densely packed, layer upon layer, smooth and delicate, as if they had come to a spring garden.

The alchemist shouted joyfully: "The Dawn Star! This is the Dawn Star! This is the emblem pattern on the family emblem of the Merriman family!"

A white and soft bare foot stepped on the delicate and soft platinum-gold petals, and the haze gradually dissipated. A human boy with astonishingly handsome elves was sitting on the cracked ice coffin, with long golden hair hanging down like a waterfall. Drop to the heels.He was wearing a magician's robe, his face was indifferent, his golden eyes turned slightly, as if he saw the four dying bodies, and he seemed to see nothing, just looked indifferently at the alchemist on the high platform:

"Dirty alchemist, it was you who used this dirty and disgusting spell to desecrate my body and disturb my eternal sleep with the blood of the descendants of the Merriman family?"

His voice was filled with disgust and disgust.

The alchemist knelt down, his cheekbones flushed with excitement on his pale and gloomy face, and he looked at him with fanatical and tearful eyes: "Helios Merriman, the greatest lich in history, my lord !The world needs you! Please forgive my offense...humble to your most loyal servant, Fann."

A rude voice sounded, interrupting the wizard's fanatical spout of flattery: "They said that you are the most powerful lich in the past thousand years, and they also said that you have the blood of the elves and the blood of the king, so you are very good!" Shi, as long as the soul box is in your hand, you will obey my orders, right?"

He lifted a tall necklace, from which hung a square mithril locket inlaid with golden morning star patterns.

The Lich turned his eyes and looked at the red-haired man with indifferent eyes: "Who are you?"

Fann said: "Your Excellency, please let me introduce you, this is the honorable Crown Prince Browns... He is now being persecuted and expelled into exile, and he urgently needs to return to his home country and regain the reserve that should belong to him! It is he who provided the forbidden alchemy that belongs to the royal family, and also captured the lamb sacrifice with your blood...and re-refined the perfect one for you..."

"It's not important." The indifferent voice interrupted the endlessly nervous narration.

Fann didn't hear clearly: "Huh? Your Excellency?"

The huge golden phantom appeared again, and the endless ice and snow bone chain pierced through the void, passing through Fann and the heart of the crown prince accurately, and the lich didn't remember his name at all.

Fann lowered his head and raised his eyes, staring in disbelief at the icy bone chain that pierced through his heart, his own blood gushed out and was immediately frozen, his throat gurgled: "My lord... ...give me eternal life...I am willing to follow you..."

"Dirty sewer rats, corpse-eating cockroaches, I don't need to introduce your names and purpose... disturbed my long sleep, desecrated my body, this is your mortal crime. I don't even bother with unforgivable crimes. Say it with your mouth, sinner."

All the bone chains were taken back, including the attendant who pulled out the sword behind the crown prince. Everyone fell into the frozen blood, struggling and moaning, but did not die immediately.

The lich glanced at the four hanging boys and girls, and frowned: "Has the Merriman family fallen to this point? Almost none of them have any magical talent."

He stretched out his hand to cast a spell. Seeing his slender fingers, he was slightly stunned. He waved his hand and saw the four Merrimans fell into the soft platinum flowers. His body convulsed slightly, and the blood splashed on the petals. But they are still unconscious, but they can see the faces slightly exposed among the flowers, and they all have outstanding appearances.

The Lich was obviously still a little dissatisfied with the reality of returning to his body, thinking that he couldn't use this appearance to meet the little emperor, it would definitely damage his majesty and his image in the little emperor's mind.

The crown prince opened his eyes wide, still holding the "soul box" in one hand, and looked at the lich: "How... maybe... the soul box is in my hand..." He pulled out the sword with difficulty, angry He chopped down towards the "soul box", but there were only faint marks on it.

The lich didn't even look at it: "It's just a magic necklace of a magic apprentice, who told you it was a soul box."

The Lich's Soul Box is the most important thing for a Lich, so of course it should be kept in the safest place... where no one can find it.