Chapter 506 Corrosion

an hour ago.

The Kingdom of Frost is located in the Hall of Valor in the territory of the Frostwolf family.

Xie Er put a long sword into the furnace in front of him and burned it, and the resin covered on the long sword was instantly ignited.

She took the long sword and turned around to look at the people kneeling on the ground in the Hall of Valor. Some of them were the rulers of the Frostwolf family, and some of them were brought by Shayle from the Frost Kingdom. generals.

And those members of the Frostwolf Clan had expressions of grief that could not be concealed.

The priest standing beside Seyle recited an ancient and mysterious prayer, and Seyle also threw the long sword lit by the cup into the 'wooden bed' built by a large number of branches in front of him.

On this 'bed' lay three lost men, one of whom was the eldest son of the head of the Frostwolf Clan, and the other two were attendants of the eldest son.

The branches were ignited by the flames, and their bodies were also burned by the flames. In the swaying flames, Seyel could see the hideous veins on the eldest son's cheeks.

The three of them were not killed by Shayer, but executed by the head of the Frostwolf family himself.

Xie Er walked down the steps expressionlessly, and the patriarch of the Frostwolf Clan followed Xie Er.

"What the hell happened?" Seyle stared at the man beside him who was a full head taller than him.

"remains."

The voice of the chief of the Frostwolf family was unimaginably tired.

"A relic was discovered in a mine located in the mountain range on the edge of Frostwolf City. Neve liked exploring since he was a child, so he brought his younger brother and a whole Frostwolf Guards to explore the relic."

Neve is the name of the eldest son of the Frostwolf. When Shayer led his troops to the Frostwolf Clan and was about to subdue the family, he found that the entire Frostwolf City was in an atmosphere of grief.

"Where are the survivors?"

Sheyer had observed the conditions of the three corpses, and they seemed to be affected by the gray mist.

This made Sheil suspect that all this was some kind of conspiracy by the Inquisition.

But what made Sheil strange was that she screened the Frostwolf Clan once and found that there was no Inquisition of Heresy lurking in the entire Frostwolf Clan.

"Your Majesty, please go this way."

The patriarch of the Frostwolf Clan led Sheil towards the place where the priests of the Frostwolf Clan lived.

Here Sheyer met those who survived.

Some of them fell to the ground and fell into a coma, and some looked very painful as if they were having a nightmare.

The group of people with the most serious condition were tied to the bed with ropes, but they were still in a very violent state, struggling constantly on the bed.

The second heir of the head of the Frostwolf family was one of the few people who were tied up, but that second son was different from the others. Although the veins on his face did not recede when he lay on the bed, he did not act like the others. The person is so violent, although the expression is still full of pain.

"Ravel!"

After the patriarch saw the symptoms of his second son, he immediately stepped aside.

"His symptoms were as severe as his brother's yesterday," the Frostwolf clan chief said to Shayle.

"But it looks better now?"

Sheil walked to his side and looked at the second son. His reaction seemed to be much better than those of those who were terminally ill.

"Priest! Where is the priest!" The patriarch immediately called out to the priest in charge of healing.

A priest with a wolf's fur on his head walked out quickly.

"What did you do?" the patriarch asked, staring at the priest.

"It's the potion brought back from the ruins by Lord Neeve." The priest said quickly, "We tested the effect of that potion yesterday and found that it was not toxic, and it relieved the symptoms of a Frostwolf guard, so today Bring it to Lord Ravel and serve it."

"Pharmaceutical? That little golden bottle? If you know it's effective, hurry up and get some more!" The patriarch shouted loudly again.

"Master Neeve only brought back a small bottle." The priest said with some embarrassment: "We all brought it to Lord Ravel to drink."

This sentence instantly made the old patriarch see hope, and he took steps to leave here.

"Where are you going?"

Sheil stood in front of him and said.

"Go to that damned ruin! Your Majesty, please don't stop me." The patriarch seemed exhausted. He lost his most proud son overnight, and he couldn't look at the second son because of Died of this strange disease.

"Have you forgotten how your eldest son died? The creatures that appear in the ruins may be beyond your ability to deal with."

Xie Er's voice was like an icy wind, instantly saving the patriarch from the brink of impulsiveness.

"Then what do you want me to do, Your Majesty?" The patriarch asked.

"First find out what happened in the ruins!"

Seyle came before the second son again.

His condition has eased a lot, but the influence of the gray fog on him is still there.

Sheil took out the leaf of the World Tree that he carried with him, and the moment the pendant appeared, the power of life from the World Tree began to gradually stabilize the pain of the second son.

effective!

Sheil opened the interface of the magic net and found a file sent to her by the fireman before. This file recorded the singing voice of a frost elf.

Her singing can alleviate the effects of the gray fog, which Shayle has verified a long time ago.

The soothing elven poems resounded throughout the hall along with the inscriptions of 'sounding' and 'amplifying' cast by Sheil.

After the second son heard the singing, his closed eyes trembled slightly, and finally opened.

"Father...Father? Damn...damn! Get out of my mind!"

But the moment he opened his eyes, he was very emotional, and the huge force even broke free from the comfort of the rope.

"Ravel!" The patriarch saw his second son wake up, his face was full of joy.

But the second son was not very friendly, and smashed the bed he was sleeping on with a wave of his hand.

Seyel watched this scene, and a light blue frost appeared on his hand. In an instant, the second son's whole body was covered by the frost and he couldn't move, only his head was exposed outside the ice.

"I just restricted his movements." Sheil looked at the second son, and his expression gradually became peaceful under the comfort of the singing.

"Ravel, tell me... what happened to you in the ruins?"

Seyle said to the second son in a tone that could not be refuted.

"A monster without a face." The second son responded to Sheil with a tired tone.

"No... face?"

This answer surprised Xie Yier, who thought that what they encountered was someone from the Heresy Tribunal.

But that doesn't seem to be the case now...

"Giant wolves, bears, and frost scorpions, but they all have no faces." The second son's reaction became horrified again when he said this. Sheil hesitated for a moment, and stuck the leaves of the World Tree on his On his cheek, he managed to regain his composure.

"And a bunch of slimy creatures... We're surrounded," he said.

"Then how did you escape?!" Sheil asked again.

"Light...and sound."

The second son stared at the top of the ceiling, and gradually rolled his eyes.

"Those beasts can't see the light, and there are some noises, I don't know too well."

"Really? This information is enough, take a good rest."

When Sheil asked here, she thought it was enough. She knocked the second son unconscious with her backhand, and then took back the leaves of her World Tree.

But the moment he took back the leaves of the World Tree, Sheil realized something was wrong.

That is, her signal has dropped from a full bar to a yellow signal with only two bars.

what happened?

Sheil held the leaf in a panic and looked at it carefully for a while, and found that part of the tender green part of the leaf had turned gray.

The leaves of this World Tree seem to have been corroded by the fog! Worst of all... Corruption is slowly growing.

At this moment, Xie Er's heart was shrouded in an unprecedented sense of crisis, which made her more at a loss than when she was surrounded by rebels in Wangcheng!

"Your Majesty the King?" The patriarch also noticed some abnormal expressions on Xie Er's face.

But it is his second son, who still appears to be suffering from the disease, that worries him.

"Get your fighters ready, I need a break before that."

After saying all this, Xie Er quickly left the hall.