Chapter 678 Magic Sacrifice

Chapter 678 Magic Sacrifice

Small operations are like the most precise surgical scalpel. All the measures are to concentrate the magic collision inside the ball to prevent the magic ball from exploding.

For a while, although the slaughter inside the sphere was tragic, the scope of the impact was also controlled.

The ball shone with brilliance and brilliance, exuding a dazzling brilliance, like an endless ray of light around it.

Although the turbulent magic power is constantly colliding inside the sphere, the waves are magnificent, the undercurrent is surging, and it looks like it will explode at any time. But under George's control, the surging magic was trapped in the explosion and annihilation inside the sphere, and never broke through the boundaries of the sphere itself.

Under the constant pacification and beating of the magic tentacles, the two phoenixes, with their almost endless magic power, will eventually be consumed. After constant collision and annihilation, the sphere eventually stabilized, and as more magic collided and annihilated, the sphere shrank smaller and smaller.

The ten-meter-high ball gradually shrinks to eight meters, seven meters, six meters, and five meters.

As the magic power was consumed and annihilated, the sphere shrank to only half its previous size, and at this time, the sphere became more unstable.

The magic power accumulated by the ghost phoenix is ​​not as good as the over-catalyzed flame phoenix. Even with George's subtle control, in the confrontation and collision of magic, the power of the Nether Phoenix slowly fell into the disadvantage.

For a while, the red and black ball seemed to turn into a flame.

The raging flames intensified the offensive, as if to devour the hostile darkness, and the entire sky was instantly blazing red.

"almost."

It's not good to continue to control, and the two phoenixes have already fought to the extreme, but this time is just a good opportunity for George to make a move.

From his clothes, he took out a pocket with a traceless stretch spell. From his pocket, he took out a bronze cauldron.

The big tripod was half a person's height, the bronze tripod mouth was folded outwards, the two sturdy ears stood on the top, the neck was slightly tucked, the abdomen was slightly bulging, and the three-hoofed feet were placed under the abdomen.

The whole body of the bronze ding is elegant and bold, and the mottled rust reveals strong historical traces. It is the Zhou Wangding that he obtained in Hong Kong.

George placed Zhou Wangding on the ground, scorched the bronze cauldron with the flames of life and death that spread out from the ball, and poured the previously prepared potion into the bronze cauldron.

Before a moment, the concoction in Zhou Wangding was already boiling. The green concoction erupted with rumbling steam and sparks, like gunpowder that was about to explode.

George took out his wand and recited the incantation of ancient magic.

"The blood of the strong, guided by the will and blood of the strong, there is no regret in the future, and we will cut through thorns!"

Then, he used magic to cut his arm. Bright red blood, mixed with magic power, spurted out of his arm.

Through the blood vessels cut open by George, a large amount of blood flowed from an unknown place into the huge bronze cauldron. Under the massive blood loss, his face was not pale, but even more rosy, and the picture was very strange.

The bronze cauldron was injected with a lot of blood, but the water surface in the cauldron did not grow at all. The thick blood seemed to have turned into an invisible thing, constantly flowing into the bronze cauldron.

With the inflow of a large amount of blood, although the potion in Zhou Wangding did not grow, the color was gradually dyed into a thick bright red, just like thick blood.

In the viscous liquid medicine, there is a sweet fragrance, which is tempting.

After the potion turned into viscous blood, he retracted his arm, healed the cut wound, and recited again.

"The resentment of the weak, take the anger and resentment of the weak as a warning, life and death have no resentment, and poverty will change!"

He took out the Song Dynasty banknote printing machine that had been prepared, and the Jiaozi printing plate had been specially treated and turned into a black mass of unknown objects.

The black printing plate, once thrown into the blood-colored concoction, was immediately covered with blood and sank to the bottom of the bronze cauldron.

As the blood-colored concoction rolled, there seemed to be invisible waves and vibrations that spread inside the tripod. The bottom of the bronze cauldron seemed to open an illusory door.

The door exudes endless black air.

The black air spreads all around, exuding a rotten and desolate aura, like thousands of dementors gathered together.

In just a moment, the night over the mountains seemed to darken a bit again.

George waved his wand, and a silver barrier firmly blocked the bronze cauldron, preventing the terrifying and desolate atmosphere from spreading.

The spreading black gas condensed and rolled inside the bronze cauldron, and the thick black gas condensed into smoke and gathered into fog. It turned into darkness, condensed into black rain, and dyed the medicinal juice inside the tripod into black like the ink inside.

The medicinal liquid in the tripod continued to tumble, becoming more and more viscous, and finally turned into a mud like ink.

The ink-like silt bulged with terrifying bubbles, and the corrosive power spread to the silver mask, making a "chirp, chirp" sound, as if it was going to corrode and break the silver mask.

George ignored the crumbling silver mask that seemed to collapse. He waved his wand and sighed again.

"Holy heart, with pure magic power and flesh and blood as sacrifices, pure from filth, light from darkness!"

He took out a huge glass bottle, and a diamond-shaped golden heart was soaked in the transparent milky white liquid of the glass bottle.

The heart of a unicorn specially transformed with magic is like a living thing cast from gold. The golden heart is still shaking slightly in the glass bottle. A milky white liquid was stirred up, rippling in waves.

George lifted his arm lightly, and a golden light flew out of the glass bottle with a golden heart. The golden heart passed through the silver mask without any hindrance, and fell into the dark and thick ink-like silt in the tripod.

A golden heart dropped into black mud is like cold water poured into boiling oil, like sparks thrown into gunpowder.

The silt-like concoction was instantly ignited by a golden flame the moment it touched the golden heart. The golden flame, following the position where the golden heart fell, quickly spread towards the entire tripod.

The golden flame burned quickly, quickly purifying the thick black mud.

Following the oscillating pattern of the golden heart entering the water, the thick ink-like medicinal juice quickly turned into a colorless and transparent liquid under the burning of the golden flame, which was crystal clear.

The medicinal liquid in the cauldron turned into a colorless and transparent liquid, and the golden flame finally disappeared. Inside the bronze cauldron, it was as if only clear spring water was poured into it. Under the scorching fire, there was no change.

George waved his wand again and read aloud.

"The eye of darkness, with the magic power and eyes of darkness as the door, the door of life and death, neither human nor god!"

Two crystal clear, dignified yellow gems fell into the transparent colorless liquid with his gesture.

The colorless and transparent liquid, mixed with the two eyes of darkness, was like a flipped canvas. The clear and transparent liquid has been transformed into a black gem-like sky in an instant.